Stories and News No. 1320
Today I would like to be as brief as possible, so that the few words are easier to remember and remain impressed for longer.
In my humble opinion, there are two types of mourning. The first one is particularly common to each of us. Whether it's people, living creatures in general, tangible or intangible objects, situations, dynamics or any other important element in our lives, it's when the loss proves to be so deep and significant that you can't help but suffer from it. Sometimes you manage or have an interest in expressing it, and on other occasions it is something you keep inside.
The other type is not an objective fact, on the contrary it cannot and must not be, because it is the result of a precise choice that pertains to the most intimate sensibilities and one's principles.
It is a crucial way, like others notable, to take a stand.
It is not simply a mere emotional reaction, as it may appear at a cursory glance.
It represents the result of a process of awareness, acceptance and recognition of a void that concerned you long before the instant of its discovery.
More than anything else, it's a test of the honesty and concreteness of all your previously heralded camp statements.
Ultimately, it's a test of yourself, because unlike all the traditional and inevitable mourning, the aforementioned choice, to be authoritative, must go well beyond the well-known five phases.
It is a serious commitment to do everything possible to ensure that that loss did not happen in vain.
From what has been said so far, I think it is clear how much this fundamental choice differentiates us. And that is why, on the same day that some of my fellow citizens of this strange country, far beyond their immediate family, decided to mourn the passing of Silvio Berlusconi, within a grotesque national day of mourning, my choice, the son of an African immigrant, goes to the unfortunate people who died during the umpteenth voyage for survival off the coast of Greece, where 600 deaths and even more are feared, including at least 100 children. Which add up to the 25,000 who have disappeared among the waves of the so-called “mare nostrum” from 2014 to today. Not to mention those who lost their lives in previous years also because of the ideas and decisions of men like the one who is being sanctified in Italy these days…