THE REPUBLIC OF PALERMO - Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Page XIII
THOSE pillows disappear the Foro Italico
Francesco Palazzo
The measure of decadence of a city goes from little things count. The fact is that fifty-six there were pillows and now there are only twenty-three. Where, you ask. If you ask him not to say that almost never go on the lawn of the Foro Italico. Or go there often. But now, from Palermo but sensitive to things in town, you get used to the little things that disappear. In the city that is slowly disappearing with them. Why those beautiful blue cushions, shimmering, a very appropriate shades, ceramic and foam were placed directly on top benches, tiled and brightly decorated, put up just a few steps from the sea. What unfortunately we can only watch from the city center, doing with his hand hello hello to tourists with the big ships Cruise arrive and depart. The cushions have not disappeared all together in one night. One by one they were forcibly torn from their home. In their place has been the cement which had been fixed. And as long as they were the first to disappear, the people of Palermo, which there often stroll, jog, bring pets puppies puppies and human compulsive newspapers and books, they could also do a blind eye. But from a certain point in time will be impossible not to notice. The City of Palermo, however, did not notice the same. The structure and controlling officers should notify the lawn, not just shot the first cushion, office employee, who was soon to worry about replacing the missing piece. But it did not happen. Now, even the remaining twenty-three blue cushions, fifty-six of originating, are healthy. Most are written with various and brilliant enamel that covers them is a distant memory. Let me be clear, accounting hanged there. It may be that, as we write, there is still someone disappeared. The pillows may already be thirty-four thirty or thirty-five. The rest should be protected, therefore, before the plunge counts as an endangered species. All good things left in Palermo, after ten years of political wilderness and administrative, should be cataloged and taken. Before one at a time, like the pillows on the Foro Italico, are withheld from us without us having realize it. And Palermo is easy to be unaware of the diversion of living who suffer, and contribute to the silence or active participation, day after day. The cushions of the Foro Italico stolen, after all, are like the policy which has gradually abandoned the city. Center-right and center, among themselves and within them, question and argue, but remain still and catatonic, on how to start a new season in the capital. But that's another story.
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