If your job is writing, television is like trying to breathe underwater. You can not do because you do not have gills, you must find a way, any way not to die of suffocation. When I met Fabio Fazio proposes to tell stories on television in Italy, instinctively my answer was yes. I was excited, but I made only a slight nod as if to say yes my body was more than my thoughts. I was flattered by the proposal, but I could see many difficulties. The idea was born after a single episode of transmission of Fabio that I attended had reached in the early evening, listen very telling tall stories of the Camorra, books, and persecuted writers. But working with a television program, build it from first to last minute, for a writer has something unreal. "You'll see that we can," he said Fabio, who understood what was stirring in my head and wanted to somehow calm down. From that moment we shared everything, satisfaction and doubts, fears and anger as it is rare to happen, or at least as it had never happened to me.
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Do not be naive in comparing this situation with that of countries where there is a total censorship of the media. Italy is Iran's Ahmadinejad or Castro's Cuba, where my peers are not allowed free use of the Internet, where it is not granted to the winner of international journalism awards go to collect or to return for the Athletes 'farewell to a dying parent. Italy is not growing that China does not allow dissent or whatever it was Pinochet's Chile. We are not prey to fascist totalitarianism. With us, however, the censoring mechanism is insidious because it is not immediately recognizable, and his goal is to put a thousand difficulties the implementation of a project, in the shadows, and then let the facts speak for "go bad", "Do not look at anyone," "Have you done listening to the third evening." At the end of the paradox in front of which we found it became apparent: a publisher who is not having the strength to reject a transmission, does everything to make it go bad, to minimize the audience and forcing it into a niche where not give more discomfort.
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have always been drawn from the lists. One day I'd like to write books of lists. And I am sure that the list of things that make life worth living is a basic exercise to remember what we are made. A paper constituent di noi stessi. Mi piacerebbe passare il tempo ad ascoltare cosa scrivono le persone, le loro dieci cose che danno senso alla vita. Mi sarebbe piaciuto poterle leggerle in trasmissione. Ma le parole bisogna sempre saperle risparmiare. Qui, però, ho la carta davanti, lei non si sottrae mai. Purtroppo e per fortuna.
Ecco il mio elenco. Ecco le dieci cose per cui, per me, vale la pena vivere:
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1) La mozzarella di bufala aversana.
2) Billy Evans che suona Love Theme
From Spartacus.
3) Portare la persona che più ami
the tomb of Raffaello Sanzio
and read the inscription in Latin
that many ignore.
4) Maradona's goal of 2 to 0 against
England to World Cup Mexico
'86.
5) The Iliad.
6) Bob Marley singing
Redemption Song heard in
headphones while you walk free.
7) but in Deep Diving,
where the sea is the sea.
8) dreams of returning home after
you were forced to stay away
long, long time.
9) Make love.
10) After a day in which they
collected signatures against you
open the computer and find an email
my brother who says, "I am proud of
you. "
© 2011 Roberto Saviano / Agency Santachiara
Source: http://www.repubblica.it/politica/2011/03/01/news/le_cose_per_cui_vivere_vale_la_pena-13029846/
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