Meloni and Macron, understanding each other only a little: scenes from an interview

Paris, from our correspondent. She speaks ten minutes, he six. She listens to him and nods several times, at least five. And she puts on a look of stern approval when the host talks about the common anti-aircraft defense system, Samp / t, which finally sees the light of day in Ukraine, a battle that unites them. Giorgia Meloni bend your neck at most, keeping your torso always straight in front of the lectern. The premier does not smile. Never. She plays with a pen in her right hand. Beside her has Emmanuel Macron, symbol of everything she has always fought for and which brought her to Palazzo Chigi. In this small room with gilded stuccos, formerly a butcher’s shop at the time of the French Revolution, the firm affirmation of two worlds forced to collaborate takes place.