The Pd restarts from Matteotti. Chronicle of a half-day with Schlein away

The forty or fifty journalists who have arrived from Rome almost all have a great and deferential respect for meditation. However the Sun beats down, and although it is certainly a Sol of the future, there are some signs of dehydration and fainting. So at a certain point, after almost four hours of waiting, a certain curious impatience develops in front of those cross-country skiers of thought, the members of the secretariat of the Democratic Party, locked up since morning in a kind of wooden shed in Riano, a town of ten thousand inhabitants on the outskirts of Rome known for being the place where the lifeless body of Giacomo Matteotti was found in 1924. From the windows of the shed, a recreational club (“yesterday trumps, tomorrow instead we dance ballroom dancing”) you can see a table last supper, with Elly Schlein in the center. But you hear nothing. Are they talking about Ukraine? Of weapons? About the mysterious escape of Artem Uss? On which current topic are they thinking of focusing the next political action of the Democratic Party? Here is Peppe Provenzano. “We inaugurate the new secretariat in the name of Matteotti“, He says. “An identity choice”, she adds. “But not from the Democratic Party,” she specifies. “Of the whole of Italy”, she exclaims. In short, in the shed, the twenty-three members of the secretariat are not exactly talking about development and the advanced tertiary sector.