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A great sigh of relief. It 'was a great event. Much bigger than we expected. Let's say three hundred thousand people, at least two hours of the parade. After Friday, with as many students to the streets in dozens of Italian cities, we now have the certainty that the opposition is not dead, the protest is not dead, the left still exists. Paolo Ferrero in recent days has used this expression: "It 's over the retreat." It means that we start again, you return to the attack, you return to politics.
What is the urgency, what is the purpose? To start to play a role in processing, to prevent the spread of Berlusconi will lead to the end of political thought at the end of pluralism, the uncontested domain of a ruling class that the right has managed to restructure and regroup. It 's a tough battle, complicated. This is to answer many questions. Some of them were asked yesterday by Rossana de Rossanda editorial the Manifesto, and basically be reduced to one: Will the Left not to remain silent - or at least smiling, but no action - in the face most formidable political and economic crisis system and that capitalism has never met since 1929 to today?
You can of course ask a procession or a demonstration, to draft a new policy. But no policy is possible if you do not keep up the legs "of the people," pushing on a mass. This drive was yesterday. There was a procession in which some steps even seemed a bit 'embarrassed, a bit' unsure of himself. Surprised to be so great after months of horrific losses, since the landslide election, and surprised even to be united, compact, after a long period of infighting and splits.
But the parade was really united? Of course he had many souls inside. The strongest, the most visible, was the soul that calls for a secure identity to the left, the very soul "communist". But there were others, many others who believe that we must not from her own identity, their past, but from an idea of \u200b\u200bthe future to put together and put to use. The feeling yesterday was that these two souls still peer at suspiciously, but begin to think that we can work together.