Oggi, per i tipi di un’oscura casa editrice alternativa, esce questo libro, da me indegnamente tradotto e la cui autrice ho intervistato per l’Espresso mesi fa. L’ho anche recensito per il numero corrente del vetusto Political Quarterly. Vista la rapidità con cui l’occidente liberale si sta ritrasformando in una tana di fascisti (uso il termine come metonimia di una serie di altre cose brutte assai), mi è parso sacrosanto cercare di dargli tutta la visibilità possibile, compatibilmente con le mie flebili facoltà. Sul libro ho le mie riserve naturalmente, e se avrò modo di esprimerle ne troverete qui le tracce. Intanto, qui sotto la recensione per il PQ.
Continua a leggere “Superiori maddechè”
Anche se nessuno mi toglie dalla testa che Twitter sia una colossale centrifuga di cazzate 7,5 volte su dieci, in questo caso bisogna fare un’eccezione.
Thoroughly persuaded as I am that Twitter is a colossal bullshit propeller 7.5 times out of ten, an exception imposes itself here.
(Il manifesto global – Originally published in Italian on May 25, 2019 https://ilmanifesto.it/le-idi-di-may-la-premier-capitola-tories-allo-sbando/)
In the end, the end of May brought the end of Theresa May: her own Ides of May (if we may). She announced on Saturday morning that she would leave on June 7, after trying and failing for the umpteenth time to save her Brexit agreement with the EU, running again into the now-familiar wall of hatred and mockery from within her own party and losing yet more people from her already-battered government.
Continua a leggere “The ides of May send Tories into disarray”
A disciple of Eric Hobsbawm, Donald Sassoon is Emeritus Professor of Comparative European History at Queen Mary College, University of London. He is the author of a series of texts on Italian communism, European socialism and is presently working on a magnum opus on the parable of global capitalism. An expert on modern Italy, he has been curating the Genoa historiographical festival La storia in piazza since 2007, and his books are translated in many languages. Looking at the crucial United Kingdom referendum, he harbours no doubts: The impending danger of self-exclusion of Britain from the E.U. seems to oscillate between farcical and tragic, but it could have real repercussions of unforeseen gravity.
Continua a leggere “Hope on one side, fear on the other”
Tempo scaduto. È il momento di votare senza voltarsi. Di chiudersi nel silenzio della cabina e confrontare i propri demoni elettorali in una manciata di secondi. Di pensare un’ultima volta se davvero si vuole dire addio per sempre alle vacanze a basso costo in Spagna in cambio di qualche negozio di alimentari polacco in meno.
Continua a leggere “Stop the clocks”
British students have descended again on the streets to claim the right to study, under assault as never before from the Conservative government. The protest, organized initially by members of the National Campaign Against Fees and Cuts, eventually won the backing of many other student organizations in the wake of draconian cuts and unsustainable increases in tuition fees dictated by the Tories’ austerity agenda.
The rest on the newly-launched, impossibly glamorous global edition of Il manifesto
Pier Paolo Pasolini, whose notoriously controversial death happened 40 years ago to the day, was the last truly great Italian intellectual of the XX century: greater than Calvino – who was maybe better than him as a novelist, but was not a poet, an essayist and most of all a film maker as PPP – and Leonardo Sciascia, whose musings on mafia-permeated Sicily were, despite their courage, more parochial.
Continua a leggere “Completely relevant anniversaries – Pier Paolo Pasolini”
Our popular culture is full of irrelevant anniversaries. Like that of Bohemian Rhapsody, for a start: one of the most overblown, pretentious, cheesy and nonsensical singles in the whole of popular music.
Its only merit? To encompass everything that is wrong about Seventies’ rock.
Its worst guilt? To have inspired one of the most overblown, pretentious, cheesy and nonsensical contemporary “rock” bands: Muse.
We have recently learned that the multimillionaire Andrew Lloyd Webber, the lifelong Peer who has graced our ears and eyes with countless schmaltzy musicals (wretched genre, if you ask me), has dutifully rushed back in business class from New York just in time to vote for George Osborne’s repellent tax credit cuts.
What an upper class hero!
I herewith launch a petition on Change.org to have his worldwide hit, Cats, rechristened “Fat Cats.”