Occupy Nazareno, the tragicomedy of the primaries. Reporters with the abbiocco waiting for the “tenth secretary”
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Over six hundred thousand voters, high average age. We aim for the million but also to stay awake. Chronicles from the headquarters of the Democratic Party where the presence of journalists is under the quorum
Rome. Letter to the next secretary of the Democratic Party. Dear secretary, we don’t want it, but this story must end. We arrived punctually at 6 pm, at the Nazareno, and as the very good (party) officials had anticipated, the aperitif was missing. At 1 pm, in the gazebos of the primaries, more than six hundred thousand Italians voted, and Enrico Letta is absolutely sure that at 8 pm we will exceed the “million”. There are currently seven journalists in the press room. Basically under the quorum which as everyone knows is at least 20 including the cameramen. There are no challengers. Stefano Bonaccini, who is already making the fortune of Maurizio Crozza, is in Bologna.
Elly Schlein, who has lost her backpack, is expected in Rome, at the Diamante space. The Nazarene is currently a vacant party. It’s like Rome without the Pope. It looks like a self-managed high school. We just tell you that on the central screen Marcello Mastroianni is entwining Sofia Loren. It’s a film from the 1960s, it’s very Italian Sunday. Testimonies come from the gazebos: “High average age, eh”. Bonaccini is given as a favourite, but in the city, “everyone knows that Schlein flies”. The orders of the editors-in-chief: “Go to Schlein and bring me Dario Franceschini”.
Franceschini, the eternal, the other day, in the Chamber: “Non povso pavrlare”. Back to the basics. At the entrance to the Nazarene, an occupied high school, there are two flags. One for peace and one for Ukraine (clear ideas, huh). Speculations on the victory in the Sassoli room: “But if Bonaccini were to win, will the two group leaders, Serracchiani and Malpezzi, remain?”. A very good agency reporter reports that Più Europa elected its secretary “in just three days”. Come on. It’s Riccardo Magi.
Among the big names who voted is Donatella Rettore. Even the Nazarene is “beautiful shining”. There is not an olive, a prosecco not even to talk about it. Guys with walkie talkies walk as if they were at Just Cavalli. But let’s try to make honest information. At that time. At the moment there is a boom of over-90s at polling stations. “In Piazza Bologna they counted five in just one hour!” says the resident of Piazza Bologna, over eighty years old. Ergo, Bonaccini on pole. Schlein would have already let it be known “that my race doesn’t end but if anything starts today” (the backpack, on the seat!).
As you can understand, there isn’t a shred of news and Goffredo Bettini doesn’t answer the phone. Andrea Orlando lets it be known that he has voted. We have thus arrived at 2500 characters which correspond to scarce 40 lines. We did it without Aperol and only to demonstrate the sad life of the reporter who follows the Democratic Party. Every day he struggles between the blank page and the sluggishness. A TV journalist with an intoning voice says into the microphone: “The Democratic Party awaits its tenth secretary, from the Nazarene with the technical collaboration of…”. Dear secretary, whoever you are, one day, remember these souls who on Sunday 26 February, with La7 on (the film is Vittorio De Sica’s Sunflowers) awaited the “tenth secretary” of this party, a party that recalls the title of a lucky book: “One day this pain will be useful to you”.
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