After a full day of contradictory news, the final results of the Italian elections are in: there were enough coglioni to vote Berlusconi out of office if only by a tiny margin. Never a member of the reality-based community, Berlusconi, before the elections, warned that his opponents are communists, and, in China, communists boil babies. Now I look back with suspicion at all those delicious dinners.
Goodbye to Mirko “poor Europe, the faggots are in the majority” Tremaglia, minister for Italians abroad, to Mario “we’ll bring pigs to piss on the ground where mosques are going to be built” Borghezio, member of the European committee for civil liberties, to Rocco “the family exists in order to allow women to have children and to have the protection of a male who takes care of them” Buttiglione, minister of EU policies, to Marcello “same-sex marriage is a whim, not a civil right” Pera, speaker of the Senate, and to all the gang. Please exit slowly and let the door hit you on the way out.
What a long, dark, night of the reason it was, and how many monsters it has created!
And, Fausto Bertinotti, I know you are reading this, please, please, I am begging you, don’t fuck it up this time.