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Reggio Calabria, Eduardo Lamberti-Castronuovo responds to StrettoWeb with a long letter after the article with photos that portray him together with the outgoing mayor Falcomatà
Below we publish in its entirety a note sent to StrettoWeb by dr. Eduardo Lamberti-Castronuovo after yesterday’s article “The last turn of Lamberti Castronuovo: the meeting with the center-right and a few hours later the meeting with Falcomatà [FOTO]“:
It is difficult to live in Reggio Calabria.
At least weird. You study, you work hard, you don’t leave, you realize it, you help others, you invent initiatives, it doesn’t matter. You will always be a victim of social hatred. The one that doesn’t make the city grow, the one that you haven’t abandoned because you love it, to the point of sacrificing every minute of your free time, to help it, even to create it, because it doesn’t exist. Does not exist. It is just an agglomeration of houses, each on its own, poorly amalgamated, strange and different colors, unfinished facades. But love is strong, you love more. Just as a father loves his son even when, sadly, he is not like the others. You love it and protect it. Even if you get evil, rumors based on nothing, even hate in return. Someone talks about political “twists” if you only allow yourself to talk to those who are not on your side: the only turn is that of the stomach that has to resort to an antiemetic because of the disgust you feel when reading real cialtronerie. It’s always the same, climbing on the windows of a bar, he also mentions Julius Caesar to throw on you that hatred of which he clearly carries. I hate the child of envy. Envy intelligence, even more than the material things you have.
Cowardly this someone, taking advantage of a cobweb head and a photo stolen by chance, gives you the epithet of a traitor, looking for a scoop that instead is a trivial fiasco, child of ignorance and bitterness, because it is not and cannot be like you. He does not know simplicity, purity of thought and actions, correctness. Just know the enemy, because if you don’t think like him, you are not an opponent, but an enemy to kill with half a dozen dozen. With inventions, with inferences. He sees a conspiracy in an innocent cafe, drunk in a bar below his study, in the shop window and not hidden in the back room. Not a conversation between respectable people, perhaps belonging to different currents of thought, including political ones, but Carbonari willing to find power agreements, which do not even touch the characters of the conversation.
This guy, who certainly does not honor journalism, does not think about interviewing you and perhaps asking you what you were doing, I repeat with four friends at the bar by chance, but he invents, from scratch, illicit agreements, phantom exchanges of favors. However, he knows your intellectual and material honesty, but he must punish you, in his own way, for your freedom, for your desire, publicly revealed, to know the intentions of those who, in a few days, will fight on a ballot that will bring one of the … Two contenders, to occupy the position of Mayor of the city that you love and that only one betrayal, that of a non-existent city policy, did not allow you to do so even though it was to the liking of more than 50 percent of the population!
Just being correct, always on the same side, that of City, has kept you out of a competition that you would have won in your hand, if only because of what you have done in 50 years of electoral campaign, the real one, the life one. , with the things you’ve done. For real.
What you do not accept, even if you understand its genesis, is why in an incredible whirlwind of passages from one party to another, of inconceivable choices of unknown and ineffective characters, of impositions, of improbable renominations, is the citizen scribe. a coffee taken in full sun (even at night), at the window and also in a place, so close to your studio, where the complicit walls could have been hidden from the diligent hack who knows what oath of Pontida, who was transferred to Calabria!
It is true that garbage overwhelms the city, but it is even more evident that the bad smell is also in certain tabloid press, lying and used to insult people about whom nothing but lies can be made up.
Fortunately, as you can easily predict these low-quality media attacks, he has spoken before, crying out and joining politics, church and culture, for both candidates, to express himself on the qualities and names of those who would go, where they were chosen. , to rule the City, with them winning.
And if you don’t ask for it personally, can you ever trust what someone writes who, in disguise, writes inferences and false historians? A reflection is all there. But why didn’t they ask me a simple question? I would have answered that it has always been difficult for me to have the freedom to meet whoever I want, to talk to anyone, to have my ideas and never make mistakes, on behalf of third parties, as did Mr. Nobody, a special reporter, from WHO? Freedom is a good that is born with man. The real. What a struggle to have and defend it.
You are left with the satisfaction of having discovered hot water. Know anyway, and I give you this news, that I met with all the eligible mayors and all, even with the candidate who, according to him, was careful not to participate, in a free private meeting – where everything was the constitutional arc of parties, they have me asked to participate in the life of the City. Perhaps it is a natural fact, because the city belongs to everyone, not to the side that will win but to the citizens. And I am one of them. It is not slavishly accepting a position that the city is served, but discovering the intentions of all those who could lead it. Only the carabinieri are used to it obey in silence. I am not wearing uniforms.
Shame. Journalism is serious business and it is not for everyone. Intellectual honesty is the first gift. But it’s like Don Abbondio’s courage: if you don’t have it, you can’t give it.
Eduardo Lamberti-Castronuovo
Director’s note: In the article I published yesterday there are none any kind of hate, without envy, any bitterness. No inventions born’ much less inferences. There is no talk of conspiracies, power agreements, favor exchanges. Not even between the lines. There are other exchanges of favors besides StrettoWeb we reported in the last few days, and we have nothing to do with Dr. Lamberti’s activity. Who knows very well, being registered in the Register of Journalists – List of Publicists of the Order of Journalists of Calabria since September 26, 2008, how journalists serve the public providing news and information. And is it not news if Lamberti himself meets at the bar with the outgoing Falcomatà a few days after the vote?
We have no doubt that he would have won without a doubt: that is precisely why we entered Lamberti among eligible candidates center-right mayoral candidates in the hot summer months when Reggio politics looked for the mayoral candidate to challenge Falcomatà. IS Lamberti fit in precisely because he had vigorously opposed the outgoing government’s bad governance., as well as the history of his political commitment to the city, its culture and its social commitment, also underlined in yesterday’s article that reiterated the enormous esteem of the writer for him. Now what Lamberti meet one week after the vote with Falcomatà, Albanese me Will risk and they are simply “four friends at the bar“As if they were the veterans of the triumph of San Procopio (according to the arrangement of the table, it seems that we understand Falcomatà-Azzarà vs Lamberti-Albanese), we can also be there and take note.
On the contrary, we stigmatize the fall in the style of crimes: those epithets like “scribe“,”scribacchino“,”mr nobody“(To which, however, he wanted to dedicate such an extensive dissertation), even questioning intellectual honesty and fearing an elusive”brain“of a simple and genuine article, collide with the history of the culture and civilization of the same Lamberti. That he wanted to take me into his television room since I was a child. And what about StrettoWeb it has always found space, wide and enormous consideration, in all its multifaceted urban activities. The article with photos from yesterday it was just news. A simple news, free, of public interest and supplied free to the city without any type of conditioning. A news that, like any news, is a a source of pride for any journalist. Just because journalism is serious business, the only journalists who have to be ashamed are those who – despite knowing many realities to tell – prefer to remain silent and silent to hide the facts and divert public opinion, because obviously enslaved to well-established systems of political power.
Systems that Lamberti He’s always struggled, and for this very reason he could be a brilliant challenger (and winner) for his friend at the bar. Of which until a few days ago he highlighted, even publicly, the insufficiency and disability.
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