The Cameo by Riccardo Ruggeri
On the eve of Valentine’s Day, Roberto Speranza and Walter Ricciardi decided that citizens, for now only outdoors, were allowed to no longer wear PPF2 masks. To differentiate themselves, the elites have decided to keep them.
At the same time, the “virus scientists” are silent and are beginning to realize that the combined “energy crisis-environmental transition-inflation-Ukrainian war” wipes out the virus and its trinkets, making them obsolete. And their gentlemen will lose the possibility of continuing to go crazy on the media stage in favor of new pseudo-scientists of the war.
The great bullshitters of history will arrive: foreign policy, being managed by the secret services and embassies, and summation, in terms of communication, of lies and fake news of the state, all in purity, as it has always been since the Sumerians.
I would be happy if instead, finally, wide media spaces were opened for the specialists of proxemics, the study of the signs of the body, a world that seems to me far from virology.
My friendly advice to virologists is: disappear from the media, go back to your wards and laboratories, get back to studying, published in scientific journals, so you will increase your “H index” which, let’s face it, we have pretended nothing but for the most part part of you was very poor compared to the arrogance of your language, including that of the body.
Today, we have to go back to humans for which we need this branch of semiotics, which ET Hall in the legendary 1968 called proxemics (writes Treccani: “studies the meaning assumed by the distance that the individual interposes between himself and others and between himself and objects”).
To become human again we must pass from the current proxemics of contagion to the return to the culture of contact, which characterizes our being, equipped to practice both friendship and love. It is expressed in the embrace and kiss, no longer allowing any intermediation of obscene artificial or political condoms.
Of course, even the boomers, in their youth-maturity, had to overcome the proxemic crisis of AIDS, wearing obscene plasticized condoms, but they never had to give up hugs and kisses, as it was for the Wuhan Virus. The reference area was in fact very far from the face, it was in a periphery considered, at the time, not very noble.
The book “Kissing” by Elisabetta Moro and Marino Niola, academics, one of cultural anthropology, the other of anthropology of symbols, has just come out. Very useful book, especially for all of us of the plebs, who have lived two years characterized by restraint and kissing, established by obscene Dpcm. Structured in such ferocious terms that some have experienced it as if they were in the presence of the well-known medieval retaliation “if you do not respect the laws of your master you will get sick and plague others”. A pure Cancel & Woke world.
Even the kiss had become dangerous by now, therefore to be forbidden. As Moro and Niola write “the kiss is welded with the world of infectious diseases, producing an epidemic short circuit that brings physical and mental illness close to moral one. Kisses and bacilli unite with the effect of enchanting and making the victim ill ”. How to say it better
In the life of each of us there is an unfortunate period in which we are led to exalt and impose our ignorance, convinced that it is competence. Prosit!
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