treatment. We
. Tomorrow, the Council of Ministers will officially introduce the so-called reform of the justice
. The only positive aspect is that - after 17 years of jokes, and
hundreds of bales, proclamations and references - this time not even be able to transmute the monster in law, even if in the coming weeks we will see
some good. But this is not the point. What I want to show you is another thing: it is called
" Treatment " .
These days the house daily papal
"Il Giornale " , was able to discover new depths, but never the information in this country had fallen so low. Yes, I know that lately I'm abusing the phrase "never the information this country had fallen so low." But oh. I said. Treatment. Preparation. Because the rules have been devised by the presidential clique have nothing to do with the interest of the city, has run necessitated a ruthless and relentless "work" of intellectual maturation, the image of the Italian judiciary - which resists, in spite of everything, and has the confidence of the Italians - was hit as hard as possible, as before, more than before. And heck, if they hit.
March 5. "Stop judges crazy," " Now you tell all their faults and their foibles "," The Pm hypnotizing a witness, "" The cards Ruby-gate and the smell of onions evil eye "," With these Pm also close in bathroom is useless. "
March 6: " Alcohol, Travel & Nutella: If the toga got crazy, "" When the Boccassini forgot an innocent nine months behind bars "," The raid punishment of Pm by the tour operator for a trip jumped "," baths sprinkled with nutella to spite colleague "," The chapel in which the court is not looking code "," Exits the lifer who claims depressed.
March 7. "pm voyeur I get excited ", "Daniela Santanché: urgent reform, if the prosecutor had used the same resources used to investigate Berlusconi, perhaps Yara would still be alive, "" The magistrates voyeurs are excited with the pictures of the new Salome .
March 8. "Blackmail armed robbery of Pm ", "The Cav is under the knife and Italy celebrates hatred. "
Which brings us to March 9, 2011. The final dagger, a point of absolute minimum Okay then, as usual, will prove relativo, ma che almeno per oggi rimarrà assoluto.
Non solo pazzi, incapaci, violenti e pericolosi. Oggi Il Giornale fa un salto di qualità, s'intrufola nelle mailing list dei Pm, e pubblica alcuni loro messaggi, sparando in prima pagina quello che dovrebbe essere - stando alla rivelazione del quotidiano - il vero scopo della magistratura italiana: "
Sistemiamo zietto Silvio e i suoi fan ". "
Svelate le mail golpiste, Zietto Berlusconi deve togliere il disturbo ", "
Il golpe dei magistrati ".
Porca miseria. Roba grossa, direte voi. Allora stanno davvero tramando nell'ombra per colpire il Santo Papi.
Sì, certo . Then
read mail of Pm , and find out what the newspaper headlines, as often happens, they are pure garbage. Pure rubbish. All false. In those emails it says something else. There was then only a flagrant and grave violation of privacy: that is not nice to publish the correspondence of citizens, nor their private email addresses, but then we know for some time, they are guaranteed only with their masters, and respect for private (often called out of turn) applies only for his own clan. I said. Not only that. There's also been great journalistic lie, that even the most hardened groupie of Sallusti can ignore. Just read it, Il Giornale. Against the securities with the content. There is everything here, from page 1 to page 3.
Today the newspaper of the Prime Minister has shown very good ability to move illegally, slamming in his face the fact that the deal Boffo was not a professional error, not a one-off sort of shame, but a violent serial method, which is renewed day by day. Only now have been scarred codes: civil, criminal, ethical and deontological - plus other codes that will surely have forgotten or do not know that existed. Not only that, pennivendoli Via Negri samples have proved inconsistent, and reconfirmed producing buffaloes. Look, what I hope is not so much that Alexander Sallusti pay in the courts, or by radiation from the order of journalists. What I really like is that for once his readers did their voices heard, and to account for what you have just seen. When the abuse is so clear, and taking the piss so explicitly, their silence again afflict all Italian citizens, without exception.
