History of an early life as a fierce antiberlusconiano
Massimo Fini
A Scartabelli old newspapers is the Magone, especially if you have worked, but there are some pretty funny things as well as instructive. Read here.
"Diconsi fourteen. During which Rai has maintained the ancient privileges (license fees, direct deficit offset by the State) and several Fininvest has snatched itself complicit parties, the Christian Democrats, the PRI, the PSDI, the Liberal Party and the Communist Party, with their stolid inertia, and the PSI with his roguish activism, which it must, among other things called pearl 'Berlusconi Decree', which is the loophole that allows the holder to temporarily make your comfortable while waiting to have them permanently.
Decree drafted hastily in 1984 by Craxi himself, suspected in an offside position decree constitutional decree that even in a banana republic would have caused scandal and was cleared by the judiciary in a burst of dignity and instead in Italy is still shamelessly into force without his parents are dead suicide in shame. Nothing. Not only are deaths, but they are still there, in full health, doing harm to the community, the pretext is kept up the interest, interest that would be the same, according to them, two of Dr. Silvio di Milano, who claims three broadcasters, virtually unlimited advertising, Mondadori, a newspaper and some magazines. Little stuff. Why not give him a couple of radio stations, the Bulletin of the sailors and the Official Gazette, so at least if the law is on the counter of the printer? Since even the carnation, while wishing he dared to ask so much for the friend antenna, which would have prevented any partition exhaustion of the material in common, we have now come to the unwelcome moment of reckoning: the launch of the masterpieces of mothers, which is the title of a song, but the Postmaster General, who wrote under dictation the text for the discipline ether (L ' European , August 2, 1990).
WHEN WAS THE ANARCHIST VITTORIO
Whose is this sparkling prose and happily and fiercely antiberlusconiana and anticraxiana? Vittorio Feltri. It was felt that I loved, right-wing anarchist, of course, but which had not yet passed Berlusconi, with whom I had two outstanding seasons at ' Espresso and all' Independent . We are two players who have the same technical language, although the different roles, and that means a treat. Even when she left the ' Independent Newspaper for , and I had treated several times by "traitor" from "rogue" from "rogue" (and he is permalosissimo as a woman) every time I had need to place a piece that no other newspaper would have dared to publish I asked Felt for hospitality. Why do all you can say except that Victor does not have the intuitaccio journalist, one of Fallaci, the Montanelli, the Malaparte , short of the large and very large in our profession.
The season truly memorable was that of 'Indi . Within a year and a half since the fall of '93 March '92, we passed under his direction, from which 19,500 copies had left the ectoplasm similanglosassone Ricardo Franco Levi to 120 thousand, a ride that is unprecedented in the history of Italian journalism (we hope that the record can be overcome by Done , which in many ways, even if someone storcerà the nose, is akin to that i ndipendente . Travaglio says that there are neighbors, but the enthusiasm of Mark must always do a bit of Tara).
THE ADVENTURE OF "THE INDEPENDENT"
The beginnings were very difficult. It was said that the newspaper would close in April after a month. But were the election of 5 April with the overwhelming advance of the League. It is Felt that I, when we were all still ' European , we were among the very few journalists with Giorgio Bocca, a look at the phenomenon League with that attention to the reality that more should be without prejudice and silly demonization, and So we are in "pole position". The victory broke the League Hands Clean Hands Clean and unleashed the ' Then, partly because the other papers, all compromises with the old regime, had the train pulled by hand. Furthermore, with the fall of the First Reubblica, many readers had opened their points of reference came from us. So we could write things that he liked to hear but also things that he did not like to hear. The paper was liberal but I tend to write my pieces antindustrialisti and anti-market and this brought another kind of readers. Arrvarono columnists from all sides, right and left. Being part of the tour of 'Indi had become a fad. Felt this masterfully orchestrated polyphony of voices. The newspaper kept its own distinctive appearance: that of its director, who had invented the "feltrismo. Before us lay the meadows. If you came out of the Montanelli Journal (with whom we were already being overtaken) as it seemed inevitable there would come another 30 or 40 thousand readers without a shot being fired. Felt complained that Zanussi was not a real publisher, who understood nothing, who did not give him the needed reinforcements. I replied that the absolute freedom they enjoyed (when he was arrested the administrator of our paper we fired the news in front of the first page) was a "factor of the product" the most important reinforcements. We were a little rickety, of course, but free.
And that the reader received and passed over us. So, to paraphrase Hemingway's A Moveable Feast, these were "the good old days when we were very poor and very happy." And so was Victor that while, for its part, has a profoundly melancholy.
THE TEMPTATION OF "NEWSPAPER"
But something began to crack as early as August of '93 when Felt invited me to dinner and asked me the terrifying question: "If I go to Journal come with me?". I tried to explain that it was a mistake, both in general and for him (which subsequently, after each round the ulcers with this issue, has done, albeit grudgingly, to admit). We ended the dinner a little drunk white wine and with his cry: "Fuck the Berlusca, we are all ' Indi." This scene was repeated at least two or three more times. The day after the last, which ended with the same ritual, signed for Berlusconi. After everything has changed. It had been an unqualified fan of Antonio Di Pietro (who affectionately called "Toni") and "Clean Hands", with excessive, he, forcaioli, and became a sworn enemy of the Judiciary. There was no real or alleged error, the magistrate who had been committed in New Zealand as well (do not say to say, there was also this one) that was not beaten on the front page with fierce criticism and sarcasm. He became a "guaranteed" to 24 carats (except forgetting beautiful than any now guarantees that, for the sake of stable, has unleashed the "manhunt" in relation to Gianfranco Fini ). He was a passionate supporter of the League and turned from one day other shoulders when Bossi brought down Berlusconi's government in '94 with what remains his best speech in Parliament. I remember after that incident we were together in a debate with an audience full of Bergamo leaguers who attacked him heavily as a "traitor" and "turncoat".
SECOND LIFE BY CRAXI
I remember him in defending those people who still had a debt of gratitude that Felt had defended the League in difficult times. And Victor, hidden under the table, took my hand in gratitude. It was anticraxiano and, in homage to past Cape became filocraxiano. In short, in the second part of his life he disavowed all before. A debacle.
I have affection for Victor Felts and I consider the best newspaper editor of his generation and also a couple earlier. It makes me sick at heart to see him reduced to a pit bull Berlusconi's no real reason (why Felt, whatever people may think, is not a true cynic, the Giuliano Ferrara for instance), to see him waste his talent for a man does not deserve it and there not worth it. But it is. Such is life that forces you, gradually, to leave even the comrades that we were more expensive.
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