Meloni government, first steps amid envy and overcoming cynical, violent, personal aggression
It grows worse than slander, a thin strip swells in every crevice, occupies unspeakable spaces, and it is a disease that devastates even the best consciences because it talks with the heart and not with the brain.
Envy is a fundamental sentiment of our (and of all) epochs and it is what allows us to monitor the state of health of all those who produce negativity towards the Supreme Target: the Prime Ministerwhich starting from the cool-icon Quartapelle she is not just “a girl from Garbatella”, she is much more. And I’ll explain why. Apart from the army of beggars who come to Canossa from all over Italy and from every media circuit in search of visibility, the real strength of the President is the clarity of purpose and the absence of tension in expressing feelings and tenderness .
Giorgia Meloni it has won in the country because it represents it, it is its most powerful metaphor, underdogs are those who believe themselves anointed by some kind of god, inflated by arrogance and secular protections, firmly chained to the camarille devoid of talent but saturated with power. A true, ancient, creeping and constant cultural, ideal and political dictatorship, and therefore in a few hours they are found unemployed, stunned, unable to read any sign of change in what is happening also because “it is always good for friends and snack companions. “And therefore why confront each other, challenge each other, if you are already sure of the result (and of the assignment)
It is a sampling of cross hatred, of uncontrolled anger, of ancient grudges and then let’s face it all of “healthy intellectual and class racism” against the poor woman who floated in the putrid outskirts of Rome where her comrades were struggling to enter.
So is it fascism that worries them? Or not being able to talk to the poor (how disgusting!), Having adequate houses and farmhouses and fascinating, cultured, but above all affluent, acquaintances. The context is full of horrible metaphors that drool without trying to understand, limiting themselves to personal insult, body-shaming and the ancient separation between those who have too many saints in heaven and those who struggle forever.
Champion of this privileged world is the Schlein“Genetically modified organism” which considers all the other mortals, marginal figures, dancers in a row, and is a candidate for the inevitable euthanasia of Piddi and all his protectors and protectors: starting with the last, he explicitly tells us of his contempt for all that which does not belong to his modest and rhetorical Pantheon.
But the group is infinite and we spread a merciful veil on the ineffable Boldrini always attentive to rights, especially her own, given the speed with which she was parachuted into the usual safe boarding school, shouting that “a woman is a woman only if she and they like it”, and that “machismo in the piddi that elected four gatte does not exist.
Huntokay, it contradicts itself, so much is a philosopher a little boiled, but maybe after forty episodes from Gruber, now a wax mask of herself, we will be able to understand what she wants and where she wants to go. The TG3 in its entirety it is now a hospital ward of depressed people on lithium who have stopped incensing instant genes like Saviano, Murgia, Augias, Montanari and all the chariot of Thespislisten and mood are under the shoes, but the fault is always Meloni’s because it simply exists, and it doesn’t look anything like the Cirinnà excellent trumpet (when we say cynical and cheating destiny), but in his beautiful estate he will be able to find other arguments to be warmed by the “sun of the future”.
The Trotskyite talkists flounder, in the quagmire of all against all, with swollen jugular and deflated arguments, bored by the protests of those who have finally won, and they can’t get over it, because the votes are weighed and not counted, but that was what Cuccia said.
And then there is Ezio Maurothe real sadness of this small town and newsagent, which with an austere gaze tells us its version of fascism, and of the fears of post-fascism, arch-fascism, super-fascism, in spite of poor De Felice, with the utter boredom of Soviet television.
So between slanders and envy the Government has taken its first stepsovercoming the cynical, violent, personal aggression, and looks ahead, waiting for new followers who have already given the new Heads gifts and declarations of cultural enslavement, as if we did not know the all-Italian ability, and where we are masters: of the leap of quail.
It is only the beginning, it is a new season of new and old flattery, while i polls are pressing and the envious believe me, they are ready for any plan b, just wait a little while and you will see them lively on the stage of the President who: “After all it’s not so bad”.
(how much I like this beautiful country)
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