NOW STOP!
On November 25th I was among the infinite sea of people who demonstrated from the Circus Maximus in a moving and composed way in favor of women, against violence. I arrived a little earlier than expected on the first cold day since the end of summer. The sky, however, despite the harsh climate, was incredibly clear and the sun, overbearing, shone proudly.
The upstairs
The train slows down again. It’s just an Intercity, I should have expected that.
Letter to a distant friend
Dear friend,
For the past few weeks I’ve been thinking about you a lot. I see you there in Israel and I don’t know how you feel.
I thought of your people who throughout history have scattered throughout the world and thought they could live together alongside other peoples without having to give up themselves and have been disappointed, raped and persecuted. I thought of the Palestinian people who lived on earth without believing that they had to own it or set up a state.
THE CHILDREN OF GAZA AND THE CHILDREN OF ISRAEL
In recent days a teacher at the Righi High School in Rome has made national headlines for alleged improper behavior towards an Italian-Israeli who was made unconfortable, according to newspaper reports, by the way the teacher chose to address the Israeli-Palestinian issue in classroom.
IT’S A STRANGE GAME…
We receive news, images and proclamations from Israel and Palestine and we find ourselves facing a situation that is becoming increasingly complex. And it becomes more and more violent. The world seems split into two different positions more than at any time I can remember. If we observe the alliances and surprising positions that unite countries that are in conflict on other fronts, the situation appears increasingly confused. It all boils down to “if you stay with him who is my enemy, you become my enemy too. But if you who were my enemy are now with my friend, what will you become?”
UNITED STATES
They arrived on ships full of people after days of crossing, and when they finally saw land they were exhausted and exhausted, grateful for having made it, desperate for what they had left behind.
To accommodate them were built buildings with canteens, dormitories, clinics, laundries, offices, luggage rooms.