Saviano: thanks Fabio, with you I narrated the mafia, poetry, football and euthanasia

«Fabio Fazio leaves Rai», they write. That’s not the case: Fabio Fazio is kicked out of Rai. This is the truth. Fabio Fazio in Rai has always done his job as very few professionals would have been able to do. Fabio Fazio is kicked out of Rai because this xenophobic right needs the space for him. Not to impose one’s cultural hegemony, but to impose one’s hegemony. This xenophobic right has absolutely nothing cultural. Evidently there were too many promises made during the electoral campaign and now they must be kept.

I thank Fabio who allowed me to talk about criminal infiltration in the entrepreneurial fabric of the North, who allowed me to disambiguate the communication that some newspapers from Campania (awarded Atreju by Giorgia Meloni) do, like when they insinuated that Don Peppe Diana had been killed because he was hiding weapons while they extolled the love skills of Nunzio De Falco, the instigator of Don Diana’s murder. This is the journalism that the Meloni government likes.

I thank Fabio who allowed me to tell about Leo Messi’s football prowess and to place Wisława Szymborska’s poems in the rankings. It is from Fabio that, for the first time, I told about Anna Politkovskaya, it is a What’s the weather like that I had the opportunity to bring Šalamov’s “Tales from the Kolima”. TO Come away with me we told the love story between Mina and Piero Welby, addressing the taboo of euthanasia. Miracles that only television that fulfills its mission can do. Kicking Fabio Fazio out of Rai means failing to give due weight to the story. We are made of the words we use, we are made of the stories we tell, we are the points of view we espouse. And this government is the worst that could happen to us. To Salvini I feel like saying: it’s not that, because one talks about books, he must necessarily be disliked by her. Personal traumas everyone has to work through on their own. And, minister, you don’t even imagine how many people Hello beautiful they wait to be able to sing it when soon – by your own incompetent choices – you will fall.