After the Olive Tree and the DS, the trade unions. At the festival of Sanremo musicalioti the Soviets, the zombie sessantottino, the beautiful youth that never ages, the concertone May 1, in short, they tried again to mummify Rino Gaetano. It 's true, there are more things between the earth-the land of the fray of party and the sky of the political language of those nightmares to our philosophy dream. That anger, for example when the word "liberal" became a prefix odorless and colorless, which to hang any ending oxymoron, and all the villains are declined liberalqualcosa, and there is left of the post-communist leader worthy of the name, by Bertinotti D ' Alema, on a Folena Mussi (giuro!) that claimed a quarter of his liberalism. But the bear, after all is proof that we were right when they told us that he meant liberal fascist. And then they told us that he meant radical fascist, and how do we call now the Communist left to disguise its origins and not give too much attention? It passes, it means that we were right. However, when the appropriation undue goes to the kidnapping, things become more delicate. Especially if you try to seize a story, a memory, and upsetting the unscrupulous way. I'm not talking about the controversy on the Pantheon of the Democratic Party. No, I speak of something more serious. Of songs.
And Rino Gaetano. A song in 1975, "But the sky is always bluer," was abused last year by the campaign strategists of the Olive and again the other week by the directors of the Congress and then the dissolution of the DS ' day before yesterday from the stage of St. John. Rino Gaetano died 26 years ago in a car accident and can not do anything about it. But permission to use his song in a party convention of any party, or in a campaign, or in front of CGIL-CISL-UIL, would not have ever given, that's for sure. And it certainly would not have given to the heirs of that which PCI was frivolous food inedible as a singer, a minstrel, anarchist, an uncommitted. And that food inedible, in turn, in the cauldron ("whatever" they said, the charlatans) Italy rusty and without tetanus Nuntereggaepiù of the seventies.
From their point of view, the Communists were right. Rino Gaetano was a thousand miles away from any form of intellectual trooped from every right-thinking and progressive conformity, and it was not organic to any sect of songwriting buono tanto per un proletario festival dell’Unità quanto per una borghese ma gramsciana sala concerti. Se De Gregori cantava che la “Storia siamo noi” tutti, dai trinariciuti ai fascistelli erano virilmente d’accordo nel sentirsi marginali ma protagonisti, se Fossati soffiava retorica a pieni polmoni per ordinare all’intontito popolo della sinistra e magari anche a quello democristiano in sonno di alzarsi “che si sta alzando la canzone popolare”, Gaetano faceva l’opposto. Quelli sono inni perfetti, da pagina dei frustrati a congresso, sembrano scritti apposta. Ma uno come Gaetano se tratta di politica scrive “E Beati i professori, beati gli arrivisti, i nobili e i padroni specie se comunisti”, e poi sfotte tutti gli strafottenti: “Eya alalà pci psi dc dc pci psi pli pri dc dc dc dc… Ue paisà il bricolage il quindicidiciotto il prosciutto cotto il quarantotto il sessantotto il pitrentotto sulla spiaggia di capocott..”.
In che modo la sinistra ufficiale si è sempre atteggiata verso Rino Gaetano ce l’ha del resto ricordato l’organo del correntone mussiano, Aprile: “Gli aderenti a quella sinistra che ancora preferisce i brani di Guccini alle più leggere melodie di Rino Gaetano non potranno non riconoscersi nella conclusione a cui Fabio Mussi desumibilmente perverrà.. nel Partito Democratico, noi non ci saremo”. Still prefer, in fact.
Imagine then how the rest of the Pantheon Gaetano sing-democratic trade unions: Instead of "Cazzaniga Agnelli Umberto Agnelli Susanna Agnelli Monti Pirelli dribbles Causio passing Tardelli .." would have stuck one after the other all the candidates, "Berlinguer , Gramsci, Nenni, Craxi, Spinelli, Einaudi, Gobetti, Turati, Gandhi, Mother Teresa, Mandela, John F. Kennedy, Bob Kennedy, Martin Luther King, Willy Brandt, Olof Palme, Maritain, Darwin, Freud. " The catalog is this, I have not invented any, Einaudi (!) Included. Rino Gaetano, how we miss you.
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