is night and common sense suggests that I go to sleep, but there is a worm that entered my head in few days after seeing the much-debated documentary film by Sabina Guzzanti, Draquila . The film is Interestingly, Viva Zapatero more mature, more real and closer, in my view, to the point of view of people. The film is biased, but treats them with respect and discretion who is also the "other side". I welcome that, because, left the room, it feels infused with a mixture of disbelief and anger, which does not result in ever landing on the contrary a vague excitement injected into the veins, which offers a jolt to the conscience.
Over the years our minds have been used to swallow everything, never assimilate: the killings, torture, disease, disaster. Like after a particularly heavy meal, you are then slowly asleep, to try to help metabolic processes to digest all that heaviness. Over time, we were so immersed in their own torpor that gently rocked us, but we are increasingly isolated from each other. We found ourselves at the end in a kind of collective sleep in which each was isolated from its neighbor.
Over the years our minds have been used to swallow everything, never assimilate: the killings, torture, disease, disaster. Like after a particularly heavy meal, you are then slowly asleep, to try to help metabolic processes to digest all that heaviness. Over time, we were so immersed in their own torpor that gently rocked us, but we are increasingly isolated from each other. We found ourselves at the end in a kind of collective sleep in which each was isolated from its neighbor.
Years ago, at a time politically and socially active, I declared that the "struggle" to change the neighborhood and methods, but does not cease. Today I realize that in order to move forward, every fight requires not only energy but also the hope of success, otherwise it will stop. Monicelli in an old interview argued that hope is nothing but a tool in the hands of "masters" to annihilate the consciousness : a new kind of opium of the people . Yet, on the contrary, the absence of hope has generated more than ever, minds and consciences soothed off, which must be shaken awake tragically, as he tried to do Mariarca Terracciano that has bled to death, hoping to move the consciences and minds. But you can move without conscience on the one hand a futile hope to opiates and other courageous choices that you do not have time to see the outcome?
There is a sentence at the end of Draquila, where it says that the trap is thinking that the system can not stand and that is about to collapse, when, on the contrary, it will just be empty in its support. While this observation seems to leave no way out, the other has an almost positive, because it finally brings up a concrete enemy that seemed made only of light and shadow, and against which, perhaps, now you can really fight . Quote of the film in no way requested resignation, on the contrary it is as if a challenge to the listener, as if it were possible to finally find an alternative, but only after watching the reality is.
long live the illusion that we should just feel good to imagine a different world , but the experience of many small local movements, active in Italy and around the world, teaches us that to create new modes of existence (more supportive, environmentally friendly and honest) should be anchored to reality, made up of people and gestures, and only then point to something higher. This may be a new struggle, this may be the way to stay awake and dream together, rather than each of their sleep and dream. It is a kind of hope shining, which maintains at the same time vigilant consciences and people alive.
Maybe tonight I'd better go to sleep, But I'm glad I was awake again five minutes.
Good thinking: careful not to fall from the tree too soon!
