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Rapsodia Repubblicana | Marco Damilano | TEDxLecce


monarchy or 10 million 709 thousand 423

numbers and we won very nice

rotate on file republic votes 12

millions and 718 thousand 19 st today Italy

it’s just the mother, the mother feels

evil range mons come let’s go general

the supreme court is that the majority

do not cry can not do it all

beaten bay that puts us

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who is the courage to live that is alive

the king cheers canary chemistry not yes

lend to provocation of elements

biased in security than anyone

it will be more able to tear you away than the victory

they had to go there

the consultation was eaten by doing the

government know that guarantor

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thank you

to your absolute told me

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no wishes

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then good evening memory means

to relive and to live therefore

tell 70 years of history of the

republic means to make a journey

short but I hope exciting music sounds

and words imagine the story that is then

our profession my job the

the journalist’s job to tell

then that night that shows us

dino laughed in an amazing movie e

unforgettable a difficult life

with alberto sordi and lea massari makes us

relive that night 70 years ago

night of the referendum between republic and

monarchy a noise a noise

soundtrack of that night is that

which describes carlo levi in ​​the novel

the clock the night in Rome parts feel

roaring lions an indistinct murmur the

breath of the city that sound together

vague and wild cruel but not without

a strange sweetness the roar of the lions

in the night desert of the houses was a

country destroyed the ruins and Rome

they heard the lions roar in the meantime

night between 4 June 5, 1946 now yes

it was voted for a few days ago

voted on 2 June yet not yes

the newspapers knew about the results

that evening they published lines of one

official statement in which yes

voiced the rumors and said not

write nothing because you do not yet

we know nothing

there were no exit polls

they were wrong there were no flags

nothing was known and rumors came around us

uncontrollable

at nine o’clock in the evening the monarchy was given

on the other hand, for only 20 thousand votes

then at a certain point he has everything

one starts to say that he won the

republic is rumored that king umberto e

escaped to fregene

and this has not committed suicide

it was true

finally they are summoned

journalists at the Interior Ministry and the minister

of the interiors giuseppe romita reads i

results an American journalist looks for

to peek at the piece of paper where there are

marked the numbers and the minister

impatiently were difficult days for

gives a scappellotto is the only gesture of

that day’s violence for

luck and we saw in that scene

Italy is a country of bias

politics of civil wars and at the time

to the civil war a bloody war

there had really been but it is also a

country where we meet at the table

between monarchists and republicans i

very hungry partisans who

so they celebrate that evening

Republic is born so without applause

without flags and even you do a

competition to see which system

put in the tricolor

then in the end you decide not to put

nothing so discreetly on tiptoe

yet he will say pietro calamandrei in the

republic in the constitution there is

everything in our history has everything

our past all our pains

our misfortunes our joys are

all resulted in these articles a

know how to understand these articles

you hear voices far nicola that

it’s got nicola

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[Applause]

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it’s a scene we loved so much about

ector drains a beautiful film there

I confess one of my favorites

in particular when nino manfredi from

a punch to vittorio gassman that has him

stolen his woman stefania sandrelli e

He says gassman tells you thought you

I was good generous and he says if we are

stewed gave good and generous

the musics of armando trovjoli this

scene of piazza caprera a square in the

Trieste district in Rome makes us pass

30 years of history from black and white to

color and I’m 30 years old

everything goes from the rubble to the

reconstruction are years of parades of

madonna weeping of popular fronts of

civic committees of the addosa as a mustache

aridatece er puzzone are years of

miracle growth not only economic

of land to the peasants of suitcases of

cardboard of aerials of the motorways of the

sun of overtaking where everything grows

average production the average income

the cars in circulation i

home appliances the hourly average of the

giro d’italia and luciano bianciardi

I’ll write I stand up here I do not

I had come to grow medium and i

needs and are the years of the boom

cheap the little night for us

too small in blue painted blue

fly and the working class went the

paradise are the years of the angels of

make mud of the protests i

years of the best youth the years in

whose obedience was no longer a virtue

they are also the years of three of plots

occult to collusion of dark pacts

with the mafia of small men that yes

they enroll in the Masonic lodge p2 e

parade in front of a big woman

tina anselmi

of hopes and disillusions and of

walks like this on a page of

leonardo sciascia last night coming out with

the rome walk I saw in the crack

of a wall a firefly I could not see it in

this campaign for at least 40 years

fireflies we called them camila and di di

picuraru so the peasants called them

the candles of the pecoraro and occasionally

we took some we wanted

gently closed in the fist for then

open surprise among the smallest of

we smeraldin phosphorescence was

just a firefly in the crack of the

wall le bio intense joy as double

and the joy of the past doubled as a whole

found and a time to find from

invent an imaginary walk

to sciascia a walk

imaginary like this that now

we see

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and the dream of the final scene of

good morning night of marco bellocchio the

dream of aldo moro interpreted by

roberto di lisca free that escapes from

lair of the br and stroll free that the

streets of Rome

who knows what would have happened if

really that walk there was

been aldo moro was born here in salento

mesh September 23, 1916 one hundred

years ago he was 30 when he was elected

deputy to the constituent and wrote the

constitution

his kidnapping his murder

represent a watershed between the

generation of fathers and that of children

after other caesura arrived

dramatic breakings tangentopoli falcon

and the purse the bomb of the station of

bologna and then it has arrived over the years

latest Islamic terrorism to

11 September 2001 on 13 November 2015 e

we have forgotten to have lived

that season also in Italy or maybe

no we have not really got it

forgotten that constitution created the

republic as a common home

the republic and our homeland are the only one

that the millennia of history really has

embraced all Italians without

exclusion without distinction of sex of

race of political opinions of religion

of personal and social conditions

writes the constitution

I often tell a journalist

gutted like the palace of the street

of amelio destroyed by the car bomb of

paolo purse

the earthquake crop as in these

weeks I hear her attacked soiled

betrayed cursed cursed cursed

surrounded by wolves outside is

besieged inside by rancor e

from distrust

my job is to remember

in fighting the knights of the moment

here I’m

and our republic is to be rebuilt

because a tension that never ends

it is a mission to be accomplished 70 years later

it is a legacy a rebirth one

regeneration aldo moro wrote perhaps the

man’s destiny is not to realize

fully justice but to have them

perpetually hungry and thirsty

and it is still a great destiny

he had written to meet him as a boy

their destiny in europe and in

mediterranean went two guys

Italian

valeria solesin and giulio regions and go

the guys who come to us who have

hungry thirst who seeks justice who

he follows his destiny

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no

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there is

john c

swatch

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also the name

no

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this makkox cardboard was aired

at the end of an episode of gazebo e

like a cricket, life as a psalm

like a gex rhapsody at a pace

syncopated and like the roar of the lions and

like the sound of those distant voices of

70 years ago and those close today that

we will have to keep listening to that

we would like to continue to remember to do

memory to relive for a living

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