Pasquale De Palo The young leave the secretariat of the PD and instead settles Catherine Montaruli, frequently of long-standing policy ruvestina, former candidate for mayor for the center and advisor Municipal. The choice of Montaruli seems to derive from an agreement between the popular area of \u200b\u200bthe former (grassiani), that which belongs to the Regional Minervini and some ex pidiessino. Not everyone agreed, beyond the reach unanimity. Unspoken objective: to curb the political influence of someone else? Could it be, I'm not too surprised. There are deposits and old logic that may vanish only if there was a general clean-up exercise, which is highly unlikely. The radical revolution nobody likes, especially in our Ruvo plots where parental and friendship (and personal interests and cordata) weigh heavily on the political framework and its evolution. But are unwelcome even half-revolution, a bit 'for the sake of a quiet life, a little' because they fear repercussions, retribution transverse parallel convergences. And I remember what my father told me years ago with regard to the political and not only: in Ruvo everyone is afraid of everybody. The sheep are prevalent, and many more, on lions. The hare, then, do not count, and the hyenas and vultures hovering around threatening to alleged political corpses.
A closer look, then, revolutions do not like them, and this is a sign of stagnation and closure. The same former secretary of the PD was very explicit in this regard during his brilliant report and applauded when he said that in Ruvo "the time of "Ex-something" is finished, the time for "new" has not yet matured, but at the same time have been created and solidified ruvese sensitivities in our party, on the basis of factors combining to me unclear. We have chosen the road short of the individual the unity of the applications, the easy numbers, not that of sharing of paths and goals. "On this passage is all that is real discomfort of a young secretary who had to take note failure of revolution, total and partial, which is the first cultural and then political. It is frankly not a new story, and I'm surprised that we can still surprise that the political tent to renew itself without renewing a fig, a coy game of words that surround a corny scenarios. The Leopard docet. In politics, you go to make up for the beautician to give a new look and filed the nails that still remain very sharp as knife blades. This is the policy with the "p" tiny. The capital letters belong to the world of utopias and only at the beginning of the periods. Is it not true that in the spelling section is followed by a capital letter? Then, inevitably, followed by lower-case, and the Bolshoi one passes to the provincial theaters, smelly and imbued with smoke, in the twinkling of an eye, with almost everything, the chariot of Thespis. On the way melons settle: you should not disturb the maneuver, and other melons is wise to go with love and in agreement. From plastic surgery to lift and high cafonaggine of his nose is a short step, sometimes imperceptible. Many realize it but get distracted and turn their heads the other side: good manners to let him salons and dinner parties, politics is blood and tears, they say, elbowing and compromise, why not! Meanwhile the dust settles on the furniture for the traditions and political cultures of origin. The missed opportunities cry out for vengeance in the face of great political thought and those of all political, Ruvo allowed to make a qualitative leap, a lot, but a long time ago.
Meanwhile, the center for election for whom? Stragapede? Ottombrino? Crispin? Bets are open. We are cabal. Will apply the logic of internal consensus or the quality of software? We will consider the extent of public opinion or statements? We will start, as it should be, carried out by an examination of administrative or not done in these five years, highlighting good and bad, terraces and basements, or if they will do less prejudicially, adhering INValSI cliché that this Administration has done little or did not do anything? In the PDL
we brawl. Cross-accusations, threats to break careers and Commissioner documents were entrusted to clear provenance, more or less public statements and rumors of the night. John Mazzone, and not only opposed to Matthew Paparella, who put on the table a political issue: self-steering of the PDL, sublimating the discomfort of the coordinator Salvatore Barile and putting in the dock Mazzone, who, as other leaders of the PDL, they must "prove that you have a personal standing with the electoral verifiable election administration stating that they are the real roots in the area. This is clearly a preliminary to legitimize democratic rule ancient personal expectations, however, elected representation at all levels. " Intelligent
Paucar. Here is the question in terms of non-maintained, that the tart, the chop or fireplace does not matter. Who was to break the covenant of war between the internal components, now waste paper, Paparella or Lease? Could the local candidate of the PDL Regional oppose the great refusal, in the manner of Celestine V? What are these Paparella Lease and no one knows. The talks are private and covered by a blanket of secrecy. However, under the wise old rule, pacta sunt servanda, pacts are honored. Always. Their significant contribution to the campaign of another can be given, even from behind the scenes, working for them after he is gone into in other occasions. One should not work only for themselves. On this there can be little doubt: the word dates do not withdraw, except in one case, if there is common agreement and a new understanding. Meanwhile, those who suffer the repercussions of this controversy is the candidate for mayor of the center, Frank Catalano, launched in times of calm, perhaps in advance. Some now give his candidacy in the balance, weakened by internal fracture to the PDL, which could open up new scenarios. What is certain is that, as a kingdom divided within itself, is bound to perish, so a coalition riven simply no longer there, is destined to implode. And, I fear, to bury those who would lead it to victory.
Salvatore Bernocco
Copyright 2010 The Rubastino
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