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Shkruar nga Massimo Giannini
Where was Meloni when Trump was welcoming Putin with all due respect, after treating Zelensky like a beggar? And when he was warning of the annexation of Greenland and invading Venezuela?
Once again, Donald Trump appears before the world as he truly is: as a street kid who defies all logic. As the megalomaniac real estate tycoon to whom a savaged America once again opened the doors of the White House, transforming it into a vulgar "trumpodrome" where wrestling rings and dance halls merge.
Or like the "Sheriff" of Washington, who feels comfortable only with tyrants, while treating his friends like slaves. The words with which he humiliated Giorgia Meloni during a phone conversation on the show "L'Aria che tira" on La7, speak for themselves.
Even if it were true that the prime minister did her best to "take a picture" with him at the G7 - after that semi-divorce caused by the tycoon's insults to Pope Leo - the contemptuous tone he used again marks her.
In this story, you don't feel sorry for Meloni but for Trump himself. For the degradation to the shameless diplomacy of insults. For the lying and cowardly machismo that - to borrow Robert Kagan's old metaphor - unloads on the European "Venus" the frustration of the American "Mars", left speechless by the failure in Iran.
Despite the submissive attitude, the prime minister of a founding country of the European Union cannot be treated this way. And although it was a purely formal reaction, the indignation of the institutions and parties towards this mockery was more than justified.
There was no time left to celebrate the “peace of Evian.” In the newspaper Libero, its director and biographer Sallusti had celebrated the event with his usual moderation: “Giorgia-Donald, love returns.”
Apparently, that playful show at the G7 summit on the shores of Lake Geneva was just an optical illusion. It was just another skit on that banal "Trump Show" that has been airing for a year and a half.
"We have always been friends..." - wrote on the X platform "Shamania" that we have for prime minister in front of her rediscovered tribal leader. And now, here's another slap. The reaction of the "Sister of Italy" on social networks is correct, except for one point: accusing Trump of being arrogant with allies and tolerant with "enemies of the West", reflects an indisputable truth.
But to wake up only now and notice this foolish and despotic behavior of the US Commander-in-Chief shows unbearable naivety.
The questions remain the same. Where was Meloni when Trump was receiving Putin with all the honors in Anchorage, after treating Zelensky like a beggar in the Oval Office?
Po kur shpallte aneksimin e Grenlandës dhe pushtonte Venezuelën - operacion të cilin ajo vetë e konsideronte “legjitim”? Ku ishte ajo kur J.D.Vance në Mynih mbronte Rusinë, dhe i trajtonte liderët europianë si “gjobaxhinj” të paaftë për të mbrojtur vlerat themelore?
Po kur presidenti amerikan tallte Gjykatat Penale, shpartallonte OKB-në e NATO-n dhe ndërpriste dërgimin e armatimeve për Ukrainën? Ku ishte ajo kur ai mbulonte pastrimin kriminal etnik të Netanyahut dhe hidhej në kryqëzatën e marrë kundër ajatollahëve, të cilën ajo e komentonte me një stil prej Ponc Pilati: “as nuk e mbështes, as nuk e dënoj’?
Ndërsa Arkitekti i Kaosit po shkatërronte rendin botëror dhe po bënte copë-copë kanunin perëndimor, Tajani shkonte në Këshillin e Paqes me kapelen “MAGA” në kokë. Ndërkohë, Meloni sillej si një Shamane, priftëreshë, duke e kandiduar biznesmenin e Mar-a-Lago-s për çmimin Nobel.
Ajo ëndërronte të ishte një “urë” heroike mbi Atlantik, pa parë që nga bregu evropian nuk po e mbështeste askush, dhe nga bregu amerikan nuk po e priste askush. Prandaj, t'i kujtosh ish-mikut amerikan se “unë dhe Italia nuk lypim kurrë”, tingëllon fallco dhe paksa “fashiste”.
Kjo është si e shtëna në zbrazëti e një regjimi të vogël trengjyrësh - “të besosh, të bindesh, të luftosh” - që nuk përkon me realitetin e fakteve. Përballë perandorisë së yjeve dhe rripave, SHBA-së, në epokën e kombinatit ushtarako-industrialo-dixhital dhe të shkeljeve të së drejtës ndërkombëtare, edhe nëse nuk kemi lypur, jemi gjunjëzuar njëherë e gjithmonë.
Kemi rënë në atë që presidenti ynë Sergio Mattarella e quajti “vasalitet i lumtur”, duke hequr dorë nga loja në gjysmëfushën tonë, nga ajo ku nuk duhej të dilnim kurrë: Evropa.
Në fakt, kryeministrja bëri pikërisht të kundërtën: investoi te Trumpi dhe la pas dore Bashkimin Europian, i cili ndërkohë përpiqej me mundim të mbijetonte me formulën e “të vullnetshmëve”.
Por ajo u vetëpërjashtua edhe nga kjo e fundit. Samiti i fundit në Mal të Zi, të cilin ajo e shkëmbeu me një panair filatelik në Reggio Calabria, është një akt vetëflijimi që të therr në shpirt. Dhe tani po paguajmë çmimin e këtij nënshtrimi.
Askush nuk i kërkonte ish-militantes së MSI-së të prishte marrëdhëniet me Shtetet e Bashkuara, një opsion ky i pamendueshëm për çdo qeveri. Por të kundërshtonte me dinjitet dhe vendosmëri po, këtë po.
Tani, mbasi mori solidaritetin e merituar për fyerjen e pësuar, por pasi humbi turpshëm bastin amerikan, Meloni duhet të njohë gabimin dhe t’u thotë italianëve se si synon ta ndreqë atë.
Harrojeni kthimin e vendit “në qendër të skenës ndërkombëtare”, siç propagandojnë prej 4 vitesh bardët e pallatit dhe oborrtarët e lajmeve televizive. “Shamania” e ka çuar Italinë në “tokën e askujt”.
Ajo mund të kënaqet me atë përqafim si në telenovela me Macronin, i cili qarkullon në rrjet nën ritmet e Al Banos dhe Romina Power. Por kështu nuk do të shkojë larg.
If the diplomacy of patting your shoulder isn't enough, imagine how much sweet conversations like "Perugina" chocolates can work.
The Prime Minister has drowned in the Ocean and is left isolated on the Continent. She continues to babble on about "national interest", without having any idea what it is, beyond the 7,400 Italian soldiers engaged in 39 missions from the Middle East to the Balkans, and the 34,000 American soldiers stationed on our territory.
And now, among all these scattered uniforms, comes a general who fires "friendly fire" at Palazzo Chigi. Vannacci's attacks from the right are destabilizing the coalition precisely on the most sensitive front of foreign policy: aid to Kiev and defense spending.
In the "Branca-Meloni Army" (according to Dagospia's epithet), the daily bombardment of the "national-futurists" is blowing up the few stable points of this legislature. The safety of the boat is left only to the deserter Crosetto - the last "Japanese" on the island, to whom Salvini and Giorgetti have not yet told that the war is over and that the LEAGUE only wants butter and not cannons.
And now, even for this, the prime minister chooses a cunning tactic: she pretends that she is politically finished. But now, whether the problem is Trump or Vannacci, this is no longer allowed.
Its usual chameleon-like approach, disguised behind the muscular stance of someone who never makes a mistake and never has to apologize, is over. In the First Republic, there were statesmen who changed strategies and opened new stages: “Preamble” or “National Solidarity”, “Historic Compromise” or “Democratic Alternative”.
Each turn was preceded by a self-critical reflection on the mistakes of the past and a public explanation of future scenarios. Today, opportunists in formal suits and populists in militant uniforms live day after day, moving from one extremism to another without any coherence.
And yet, Meloni's parable, from the Trieste Theses in 2017 onwards, speaks clearly: if you are born a Shaman, you remain one forever. As that cartoon by Stefano Disegni says, where a haunted Giorgia shouts: "Oh people, you cannot ask me to deny Trump, when I have not yet finished denying Mussolini!"./ Pamphlet from "La Repubblica"
Me kujtoi gabelet qe lypin rrugeve e ne stacione treni kjo sy gerdoqja. Te mos shajme e mallkojme keta monstrat, jo fajin e ka populli qe i zgjedh, pike.