Against the mystique of inconvenient truth. The tragic comedy of investigative journalism

Assange, Snowden and Ranucci and Giletti: in the party of presumed informed indignation, a false civil religion with often uncivilized consequences, new illuminating personalities break in. Like this Jack Teixeira

Assange has not yet been extradited, Snowden revels in Moscow, Ranucci pontificates on the radio about investigative journalism in schools, Ruotolo with his mustache and his profound experience with Ciancimino Jr., seated in the secretariat of the Nazareno, is trying to change the Democratic Party, whatever that means, and Giletti threatens to go to Rai, from Cairo TV which he has dismissed but perhaps he does not want to extradite him, it is feared that he will bring along that Baiardo and all the cucuzzaro of his anti-mafia puppets. But in the tragic comedy of investigative journalism a bit like this, we are not talking about Watergate or the Pentagon Papers, not punctual scoops but the party of presumed informed indignation, new characters burst in and shed light on the group portrait.