“So what?”, “Who cares!”, “Where would the news be?”, “He’s not the only one who feels bad!”, “Just talking about him …”, “Usual exploitation”, “But now he broke his balls, eh! “…
These are some of the comments that appeared under the articles that, a few months ago, talked about my fight against Covid, telling the progress of the hospitalization. As soon as I was out of danger, in fact, I chose to describe the course of the disease on my social channels, just once a week, and I did it in my legitimate space, personal as much as visible, given the role I cover as an activist and regional councilor in Tuscany.
The choice was natural: let’s call it a sense of duty, or more simply a direct and transparent relationship with those who read me every day with affection, while asking for respect for privacy without giving anything “due” to others. Besides, I’ve always hated medical bulletins voyeurist here and morbid, finding them superfluous and counterproductive.
In my opinion, it was necessary to bring people to further awareness, describing at the forefront the devastating effects that the virus entails even when, as in my case, the contagion was not escaped despite being isolated at home for a whole year. paying utmost attention given the situation of extreme personal fragility. But also to reiterate the harsh scenario in hospitals, beyond the great sacrifices made by health personnel, who are doing their best. In short, once the worst has been averted I made my story available out of a sense of civic responsibility.
The resulting sea of ​​solidarity was immense and surprising. In addition, national attention has been raised, with rivers of newspaper articles that spontaneously re-launched my words every time, without my being able to do anything about it, but also the apprehension of that part of society, online and offline, which follows my activities as well as any more or less appreciated “public figure”. Hundreds of thousands of messages of closeness that have clogged up my Facebook page, and endless greeting posts from colleagues, influence, personalities and institutions.
Nothing due, nothing taken for granted. A genuine concern for a very normal person, who may like it or not, be nice or unpleasant, intelligent or stupid … But despite having, with regard to myself, the worst (and why not legitimate) opinions and considerations, I still wonder what it has brought someone to comment negatively on painful, delicate, suffering information. I wonder what hot gut it takes to be unable to hold back your angry instincts, separating the level of criticism from that of gratuitous and sterile violence. Are we really no longer able to go beyond what we are not interested in, scrolling the web page with the simple gesture of the fingertip? A negligible effort, almost natural, but not: green light to sarcasm, intolerance, contempt always and in any case, for the sake of being present and making noise. For the pleasure of hitting, sinking, mounting controversy, feeling part of a herd against those who have the sole fault of being visible. And to think that all this, for days, has also been affecting “I Ferragnez”, managing to soil a happy event like that of the birth of a baby girl (fortunately in a very small part).
Among the millions of followers of Chiara Ferragni and Fedez, profiles have infiltrated who, not too covertly, did not miss their contempt for the couple, this time in an even more cowardly way: the air of sufficiency that appears under the news of the Little Victoria’s birth was exactly the same as I tried to describe at the beginning of this article, compounded by the fact that such a moment of joy should make everyone agree even more. The sweet baby girl, on which any dislikes collected by her parents should never fall, for someone has indirectly become the target of a painful intolerance, in a new roundup of “And where would the news be?”, “Even my sister-in-law gave birth but not nobody talked about it … “,” Just born and already on social networks! “,” Meanwhile, people are dying from Covid and she is already richer than me “and other amenities that I am not reporting, but that show how low it can be fall when envy, frustration or perhaps boredom are king, along with a considerable dose of malice.
It is as if suddenly the readers had woken up Nobel Laureates, and demanded news of universal interest and of absolute importance, without understanding that we are talking about an event that, like it or not, millions of people were following with affection, esteem, beauty. Yes, beauty, because there is nothing better than life blossoming, and if you are not able to be moved by the tears of father Fedez while holding his daughter in his arms for the first time, for the ethereal beauty of mother Chiara, perfect even during childbirth, for the meeting between the little-great Leo and his little sister… there is a problem, and it’s called empty. That thing that eats everything, including empathy, and that we must begin to eradicate before it is too late and new Vittorias become the outlet for the worst. There is no need for vaccines, nor even entire departments built in a few months like the one that the “Ferragnez” have helped to create. It is enough to learn that “freedom of speech” does not mean “freedom to hate”. It is enough just to grow up, to become adults. And certainly, Vittoria, she has already learned this, unfortunately at her own expense. Welcome little one, be happy: we are better than that!
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