FLASH
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In Tirana, as soon as he noticed that a prison-like trap had been set for him, (on the screen the same headlines that had been played then in a fake time) he got up and ran away, even with an admirable attitude, saying to the journalist: Well, well then, the show's over!'.
Man is what he is. As news is what happens, not what someone says happened.
This is the lesson Elsa Lila, now a writer, gave to journalism.
The girl, who grew up without her mother at the age of 15, breathed life into the world for her country and nation, as a brilliant singer even outside the borders. The fate of the famous man followed him, obviously; like even the greats of the art world who never had the 'soft luck of nobody'. A week ago, Elsa published her book entitled "Welcome to Rebibbia". With the 'Rabibbian', the infamous prison of Rome, she discovered her terrible fate, created not by God, but by the slave under God. They slandered him and made him up; until he came out without any fault.
From the shores of his homeland, they pelted him with stones, slanders, insults, slanders, news... With headlines in newspapers and television "they didn't kill him/ and they insulted him" ', so much so that one day they had to accept 'Enough is enough'.
As soon as she arrived in Tirana for her book, Elsa Lila appeared before the media as before 'frozen time'.
In a TV show, just like before that situation that had been in 'Rabibbia'. When she came out of there, she came out of Human Rights as 'Elsa who was not what they said', but as 'Elsa who I am'. This is the first idea of the right of the individual in the earthly Justice of the World: 'I am who I am, not what I have been told I am'.
In Tirana, as soon as he noticed that a prison-like trap had been set for him, (on the screen the same headlines that had been played then in a fake time) he got up and ran away, even with an admirable attitude, saying to the journalist: Well, well then, the show's over!'.
This was not the only lesson that Elsa Lila gave to journalism. She touched on the nerve that suffers from journalism and its relations with man and with its 'own god'.
Journalism cannot charge the individual with false statements, even more so when these have been rejected by public justice. In that case of Elsa, the media had a chance to tell the man who was also afraid of the media, that 'here we are, then we were wrong!'. The media that 'doesn't make mistakes' like in our country, is a violent and illegitimate power.
A journalist who violently addresses the individual as an investigator about his affairs and life, he has erred in public law where he has the field. If you dare in Europe to seize human weakness and use it, then you answer to the law. Here the weak man is the first victim, the strong - who knows when. 'If you need to interview a child, you have no right to do so; you only have the right to give him the business card and say "If your parent wants to contact me". This is one of the paragraphs of journalism ethics in Great Britain and beyond.
If you slander, you have committed a criminal offense, regardless of whether you are a journalist, a member of parliament, or a hired killer. Our courts give justice to the strong, even when he slanders.
What's more, you can't rummage through the 'breasts' to find the untrue 'fact' that hurts the other. Then, and in our usual behavior, why after a bad thing that happened, I wanted to say the expression: "Forgotten, gone!".
That, then, why in all human behavior and spirit, cemeteries are declared inviolable, neither opened, nor violated, but caressed. In there is what is dead. Those who do, however rarely they do, are declared devils and banished with codes.
Then why is it that even Google, this super media of the globe, never brings back a photo from your photo archive that was taken on a black occasion, or in a disaster. Even that media is.
Then, the devil took it, why does the slave's house have curtains, why does it have walls, why does it have a courtyard... Finally, why does a person wear clothes!?... It is privacy, what surrounds and makes a person.
At least that's what journalism thinks before it enters a man, violently, into his being. Elsa Lila's lecture can now also start as a manual of 'proper' behavior.
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