still a cute and clever Fofi intervention, this time on April 25, a date that continues to inspire and (alas) to divide the Italians. It's hard not to fall into the rhetoric of the event commemorating the liberation and resistance, but Fofi succeeds masterfully, starting from an object of everyday life jacket Ferruccio Parri.
back, this time in paperback Einaudi, the story of my seven children told by others to Alcide Cervi, the old farmer who saw Emilia children slaughtered by the Republicans as anti-fascists, because opponents, because resistant. These memories have a unique history in some way "Soviet", inspired by some articles of the Young Communist journalist Italo Calvin, who had just written his memoirs in a partisan literary debut singular because in between reality and fairy tale, The Path to the Nest of Spiders.
Calvino visited more than once the home of the Bucks, where the old Alcide Genoeffa had taken with his wife, after the mourning, to drive a family of daughters and grandchildren of children or adolescents. On the history of the Bucks, crowned with medals, highlighted by the chairman Piero De Nicola and Calamandrei, the Communist Party decided to build a narrative model that Togliatti addressed along the lines of the party at that time: the recovery of a national tradition, a strong events that enhanced the resistance as the basis on which to build the new Italy. Even (or why) the story of the Bucks had a Catholic background and socialist, and peasants instead of working.
Luciano Casali said very well in the preface to the book as it is born, commissioned Renato Nicolai, a journalist from the Dark Shops, the party (and in fact overseen by the same Togliatti). The book "Daddy Deer" sold in a few years nearly a million copies, also because the party prepares its paperback edition to fifty pounds, the one who kept all their lives. In 1971 an unknown censor "cleaned up" badly text from references to Stalin and the ideology of the Cold War, but one that offers Casali is the original edition, which followed the logic of those times, is that a lot of Italians have read and which were moved, getting all in all a life lesson - that of the deer family overwhelmed by history and punished for his ideals - always clean and valid.
In recent years, in the wake of the great sage of Claudio Pavone on the Resistance as a civil war, so many wise and important studies have analyzed the war years, but just the second non-party fees historians, re-establishing the truth, avoiding the mitificazioni and misinformation come first by communists. And we know how much of this there is still a need, because the aura of "civil war" has always continued to weigh on this country and, though now dormant, may return to weigh. Having
age, it happened to me to cross the old Deer. I try to tell the time very much in the clearest way possible. I was nineteen years of age or make. It was 1956 (or 1955? I can not say with certainty), and the huge cinema Adriano in Rome is celebrating ten years of some great event of war. Outside there was a lot of police, because the resistance was not abundant in fashion and Scelba cops. Of those who were on stage Calamandrei remember perfectly, and Parry, sitting next to him, the old deer, seven medals in the chest.
At one point one of the front rows stood a young man - a fascist - Parri and threw a package or a can of paint, and is in full. In the general outcry, stayed with his eyes glued to Parri, and saw Alcide Cervi extracted from a pants pocket a handkerchief to those of one-time farming and clean methodically, affectionately Parri paint that had smeared his coat and hair. That gesture of brotherly or fatherly old against another, moved me to tears and never forgot it. (I do not know if there are photos of the scene, who deserved to be famous, but there were photographers in the room and certainly would be nice for someone to find each other.)
This story took me for a quick result, which I will not tell why it was this el'ammaestramento the core. What I mean, in fact, is that despite all the complicated, convoluted, tragic events of the years of resistance and those immediately following, the thousands of stories of forgetting or revenge, and in spite of internal divisions and manipulations historiography (the book most beautiful and clear up those years for me partisan friendship Giorgio Agosti and Dante Livio Bianco, Bollati & Hogarth Press, and on the literary Johnny the Partisan Fenoglio, Einaudi: three non-communist) resistance is the most worthy and of our glorious history of the twentieth century, and with that history must always be reckoned with, and always share it.
April 25, 2010 (by Unit)
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