The Biot-Russia case and the frantic moves of the Foreign Minister, Luigi Di Maio
Excuse me, but I can neither be indignant nor worry about this story of espionage which for a few hours – fortunately no more – dominated the more serious one of the pandemic or – as a newspaper has titled – of “Europe on its knees by Putin ”to get some of the vaccine from the Soviet name of Sputnik. It is the same Putin to whom, with the strength of the “swollen biceps” of the young Foreign Minister Luigi Di Maio ironically revealed by Mattia Feltri in the press, we sent back two Russian spies. That in Spinaceto, without disguising themselves as priests as would have happened in the shadow of the Cupolone, they paid 5,000 euros each for digital documents containing who knows what and how many NATO secrets and delivered by an Italian frigate captain. From which hopefully, by the degree of his uniform,
But more than degrees, excuse me for this irony too, the surname of the arrested captain makes me smile: Biot, Walter Biot. Which is not a pseudonym of the famous James Bond, moreover now out of time. One of the two: either he is a distant descendant of a French scientist of the same name who lived between 1774 and 1862, who therefore died at the extraordinary age, for those times, of 88 years, which are also many for us in this 2021, or electrical simulator, being the BIOT, all uppercase, the unit of measurement of the intensity of electric current equal to 10 amperes.
This whole story that seems to me, rather than of true spies, from a cartoon like that of Sergio Staino on the first page of the Press, already cited for Di Maio’s biceps, risks turning into a diplomatic and military joke if the little relevance, or even the inconsistency, of the secrets sold not by chance at so cheap in that of Spinaceto: little relevance or inconsistency anticipated by NATO “environments” even for the modest access points of the Italian officer in economic difficulties rather than in a crisis of political conscience.
If the pen drives passed by the captain as a rip-off, rather than a frigate, were really a bit phony, more from Porta Portese banquets than from spies, we only need to worry about the fool we risk at the State Department , Pentagon, White House and surroundings. Where, according to the inevitable background of our home, the Italian minister with swollen biceps would have wanted to send a reassuring signal of vigilance and at the same time of Atlantic loyalty to dispel the doubts that the persistent sympathy for the Chinese on the part of Beppe Grillo can procure overseas. Whose movement is notoriously in pieces, so much so that it was entrusted to Giuseppe Conte as a mechanic, but still remains – alas – the most represented, and therefore central, of the Italian Parliament.
Round and round, I repeat, this story doesn’t seem serious to me. Not how much, however, that of I did not understand how many millions of flawed masks, and therefore bogus, we managed to buy from China, or China has managed to trim us, to protect us from the war declared to us and ruthlessly conducted by Covid 19 when there is no it was still the vaccines. And I hope it is not a real business of espionage, that is of sabotage, having started Covid in those parts.
