Post by account_disabled on Dec 14, 2023 18:12:58 GMT 8
We are at the new appointment with the upcoming books, at least those that have attracted my curiosity. This time I'll point out one in Italian and three in English, even if one of these is not really a book. There are four reports that are completely different from each other. We begin with a new essay by the historian Giampaolo Pansa, which once again illustrates a dark and tragic period in Italian history. Then a sort of gadget that comes from a famous saga, to move on to a book in an American satire magazine and finally to a biography.
The dirty war of the partisans and fascists by Phone Number Data Giampaolo Pansa The dirty war of the partisans and fascists“Millions of defenseless people in the grip of two merciless factions, the partisans and the fascists. In the final phase of the Second World War, many Italians found themselves thrown into the hell of civil war. And they discovered that there was no difference between the parties that slaughtered each other. The partisans and fascists moved in the same way. Fueling a storm of horrors, reprisals, executions, torture, rape, devastation.
The Dirty War describes the dark side of the years between 1943 and 1945. I wanted to narrate it, challenging those who will scream that the virus of revisionism has gone to my head. Yet that partisans and fascists looked alike was a certainty already present in the stories of those who had experienced as a defenseless spectator a massacre never seen before in our home. But this reality had to remain hidden. The Resistance had become an untouchable religion. Even talking about civil war was forbidden. Nobody accepted the judgment of a writer aligned against fascism in Spain: 'Civil war is a disease, you end up fighting against yourself'.
The dirty war of the partisans and fascists by Phone Number Data Giampaolo Pansa The dirty war of the partisans and fascists“Millions of defenseless people in the grip of two merciless factions, the partisans and the fascists. In the final phase of the Second World War, many Italians found themselves thrown into the hell of civil war. And they discovered that there was no difference between the parties that slaughtered each other. The partisans and fascists moved in the same way. Fueling a storm of horrors, reprisals, executions, torture, rape, devastation.
The Dirty War describes the dark side of the years between 1943 and 1945. I wanted to narrate it, challenging those who will scream that the virus of revisionism has gone to my head. Yet that partisans and fascists looked alike was a certainty already present in the stories of those who had experienced as a defenseless spectator a massacre never seen before in our home. But this reality had to remain hidden. The Resistance had become an untouchable religion. Even talking about civil war was forbidden. Nobody accepted the judgment of a writer aligned against fascism in Spain: 'Civil war is a disease, you end up fighting against yourself'.