Beppe Grillo on “The New Yorker”
Not a part of a page, not an entire page, but seven. This is the space The New Yorker has dedicated to Beppe Grillo and to the shameless Italian politic (and politicians).
In the first page Grillo is compared to Michael Moore. “The Italian Michael Moore” is the title. Nice. When you open page 24 the shame starts. Yes, the shame. Reading the article I have laughed and cried. Laughed because it is ironic. Cried because it is the truth. Starting from the highest political salaries in the world, reaching the spitting fight in the parliament.
I would like the Italians to read that article, I would like them to use internet to skip the shameless censorship of the Italian mass media. Slave to the Political Power, there have been no newspaper to write about the article, no television to talk about it. The sad thing is that if they did it, it would have been just to defend our “Onorevoli“.
Is there anyone ready to ask me, again, why did I flee from the Persimmon’s Land? And tell me: is a comedian the only one who have the courage to reveal all the well-covered s**t in Italian politics?
If you are Italian and you are reading this, it means that you know English… go and read the article!
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