The wind turbines dominate the teeming proscenium of the imposing Basilica of Saccargia. The sun has softened, as if on purpose the wind has stopped, as if a divine hand had forced it to stop at the height of Florinas. Those that stand on the promontories of Logudoro are "the electric poles" that Totò Riina, the boss of bosses, contested against the last of the godfathers, Matteo Messina Denaro who had left his fingerprints in that wind power proscenium.
The moon of Carloforte
There are those who got up when the moon had just begun to illuminate the waters that have always surrounded the Island of San Pietro, the opposite side of the crossroads between Gallura and Sassarese. When the first buses leave the Carlo Felice Central Headquarters in Nuoro, we understand that the long march of the Sardinians has begun everywhere. From the depths of Sulcis, from Nuraxi Figus to Sant'Antico, from Portoscuso to Iglesias, passing through the Guspinese, the Marmilla, the Mandrolisai, the Marghine and the Planargia, the Barbagia and the Gallura, the Campidano Alto and Medio.
State silence broken
Everyone in Saccargia, symbol of a revolt that seemed dormant, poorly hidden by state silencers and not only, all potentates intent on canceling that peaceful, but severe awakening, which day after day rises from every corner of the island. For every shovel threatened by the speculators on duty, a committee is born. For every abuse, there corresponds an unexpected leap of conscience and dignity. The reaction, first silent then conscious, is now decisive and growing. It is a leap of pride, that of a people who see their primary asset, their "home", under attack. Only now that the threat is advancing towards the entrance door is it clearer to everyone that in this unique and exclusive land one was born and lives there by divine grace.
Overseas & beyond the Alps
Inveterate predators and speculators, who came from overseas and beyond the Alps, with base supporters and local accomplices, have, instead, decided to put "to fire and sword" every corner of this "promised land", devoted to the role of "natural genius" , transformed through wild and devastating choices into a land of servitude: for weapons, waste and now wind turbines and endless expanses of Chinese panels. An assault plan studied in the safes of the world's investment banks, conceived in European diplomacies, developed in the Palaces of Rome.
