If Italy is over the Italians no longer and has lost the true Italian character, based on regional cultures
The Americanization of Italy began June 4, 1944, when U.S. troops entered Rome and the soldiers threw chocolates and candies to women and children. The stereotype of Alberto Sordi in the film Un americano a Roma del 1954, riflette in modo parodistico un vero atteggiamento delle generazioni giovanili, precedenti e successive, nei confronti della nazione vincitrice, portatrice di progresso e modernità.
L’Italia uscì vinta dalla seconda guerra mondiale e la sua ricostruzione economica fu foraggiata dal piano Marshall, per mezzo del quale le imprese statunitensi si introdussero in Italia e in Europa e divennero multinazionali. Con i prodotti industriali e commerciali giunsero anche i prodotti culturali. Si impose così il mito americano, basato sulla modernità, sull’ottimismo, sulla ribellione, sulla emancipazione femminile, di per sé giusti but now, over the next decades, in part mere products of the conformist. The success in particular products and filmographies of popular music, in a span of two or three decades managed to colonize the masses of our entire peninsula and destroy local cultures that were handed down for centuries and even the House of Savoy and fascists were able to touch. Democrats believe we must instead governments complicit in what the writer and filmmaker Pier Paolo Pasolini, in the early sixties of Millenovecento, called cultural assimilation.
generations born during the war and then gradually began to lose their culture (in the anthropological sense) of the fathers, family traditions, habits and customs, in truth inevitably be replaced with the habits and customs most relevant to a new economic and social development.
After sixty years of ruling Italy approval is over, ended its authentic folklore and humanistic tradition. Survives legally, however, devoid of institutions that are capable of transmitting civic values \u200b\u200band sense of citizenship and the state.
If Italy is also finite Italians do not exist and most has lost the true Italian character, based on regional cultures and formed through the centuries from a cultural koine inherited from the Etruscan and Italic peoples, Latins, Lombards and by various rulers who lorded it in the Italian peninsula from the Middle Ages to the Constitution of the Kingdom of Savoy in Italy and 1860.
If we must recognize that in the last decade, the U.S. cultural industry pressure has eased a little more conformist young people have all the features interior and exterior of a young American. Children go to school with backpacks, folders, instead of leather, are channeled imagery from cartoons and ignore the traditional tales of the great authors and books for teenagers, such as Pinocchio or the heart. Teenagers go to spend the evening in pubs are decorated in Anglo-Saxon style, and in each country are festivals, thus burying the memory of the local restaurants where meals were cooked, the wine festivals, the in-house production of the same wine and oil. The imagination of these young was filled for decades and is still full , mythologies of stardom and Anglo-Saxon from Marilyn Monroe to Harry Potter, from Jim Morrison to Lady Gaga, including conformity and nonconformity, genius and recklessness. I do not mean that the Anglo-Saxon culture is low-level, but that even mediocre products can move us through good advertising campaigns of persuasion, and thus can, in part, to obscure Italian cultural products more authentic. Parents going to work in the countryside and cities, leaving their babies in the company of grandparents, and these old people, unwittingly, passed on to their grandchildren a repertoire of songs, proverbs, stories that are the material that forms the traditional culture popular and peasant. Today, children are left in the company of foreign baby sitter, fleeing from their homeland and their native culture. The old no longer independent once lived, including shifts in the homes of children, and so had another opportunity to convey their values, but now are relegated to comfortable homes for the elderly.
Italy is over, then, and now the Italians are usually desperate or monsters, the goods of others envious, resentful because of the misdeeds and privileges enjoyed by the political class, but at the same time vile and cynical, unable to act for the common good and to form circles of solidarity. Families can not live more decently even with two incomes, their children have no future without a job or precarious jobs, young people camp out indefinitely in the homes of parents, with the help of the pensions of their parents or grandparents, and do not find the strength to react collectively.
As of June 1944, after less than a year of civil war and Allied bombing that destroyed the city further depleting the nation and make it official, the Italy of today is a landscape destroyed and a pile of rubble moral.
Where are the water sources in rural areas, the clear streams, as untouched landscapes in the millennia? The greedy hand of man has come anywhere and devastated landscapes and polluted sources of life. Where are gone the avenues of lime trees, mulberry, acacia, pine? Where to find the beautiful Italian squares, with arcades, medieval fountains and monuments to famous people? Everything is buried in a chaos of cars and billboards or prohibited. The new community centers are no longer congested metropolitan centers, but the spaces and local shopping centers. There are archaeological and natural sites already returned abandoned for decades.
The agricultural society is gone forever. The children of the countries they do not know till the land, orchards, and take care of farm animals, girls can not do even more home-made pasta, jams, pickles, tomato preserves . They use in supermarkets, but if the movement of goods in supermarkets is blocked for two weeks, all die of hunger. We have lost the ability to do things with our hands, the work of handicraft, sewing, embroidery, growing flowers and vegetables. The large factories are closing down and moving their factories in poorer countries, where labor and taxes have a lower cost, and those who remain unemployed or laid off think that a witch eternal and do not react, partly because the unions protect only themselves. And even those who work have it, unless it is high-level can not save, their families and promises a future as modern slaves who spend all their monthly sustaining life as not complain for fear of losing the source of their livelihood.
popular Italian families in three or four generations will all gone, and their place will be taken by Romanian families, Pakistan, Philippines, which already are being replaced in the fields, construction sites, workshops, doorman condominiums, villas in the custody of, or construction companies to open trade, opened shops and commercial stalls. Perhaps some will remember and some of their traditional homeland, and we markets no longer feel the varied dialects of Italy, but the tongues of the new class and pawing foreign population, and do not exaggerate when metropolitan districts will rise high from time to time the prayers of the muezzin.
regret non solo la ricchezza della nostra cultura popolare, dei canti, delle canzoncine per bambini, dei proverbi, delle originali locuzioni e interiezioni, ma anche la cultura alta, umanistica, quella che ha prodotto i capolavori di Giotto, di Rosai, del Boccaccio, del Poliziano, del Belli, di Marin, di Pasolini, di Zavattini,, tanto per fare dei nomi.
L’Italia è finita, prendiamome atto, non nascondiamo la testa sotto la sabbia. L’Italia è stata ridotta a brandelli da una classe politica e dirigente ladra e corrotta, di destra e di sinistra, nel silenzio per troppo tempo complice dei mass media, delle università, del Vaticano, di un popolino degradato and inert. If there is something you want to save face now, young people aware and willing put themselves in motion, in action, to organize themselves outside the party who knew to create a new Renaissance, a committee of liberation that frees us from usurpers of party politics ..
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