They have thought of everything, even a few "moments" of mourning if the golden eagle of Tepilora ends up "affected" by the immense wind turbines silhouetted like a wall on the horizon of Mont'Albo. The Saras, the one of the black oil smokestacks on the Golfo degli Angeli, now points to the peaks of the Barbagia. He had already tried, to tell the truth. The procedure launched two years ago by the "Moratti company" had stalled between contrary opinions and popular mobilization. The wind now, however, does not blow only on these peaks that surround Bitti, Onanì and Orune. The government, the outgoing one, really did not want to deny the oilmen of Sarroch, with registered office in Milan, the possibility of usurping and defacing the ridges of this land beaten as never before by the "furious wind" of Deleddiana memory.
The blitz of the Transition
With a coordinated and timely blitz, the Ministry of Ecological Transition on October 14th published the warning: whoever wants to oppose it can do so by next November 11th. The path is changed, no longer just an environmental impact assessment, but also an accelerated procedure, that of the NRP. The project maintains its suggestive name: Onanie , like the town of the Mamone enclave, the largest penal colony in the world with its 2,700 hectares of pastures and woods stolen by the state from the local community.
The descent of the Moratti
The wind turbines, the ones that Saras di Moratti, with its Sarda Eolica, 100% of the oil company, would like to place here a stone's throw from Bitti, Onanì and Orune, are six steel towers each as high as a 70-storey skyscraper. . When the wind of Barbagia whips, if the steel curse guts these landscapes forever, they will have fully occupied the airspace of the golden eagle and the Bonelli eagle, only recently returning to soar above the skies of Gennargentu. The Saras project, resurrected by Cingolani & company, does not pose any problems: for each survey it has a solution, as if the contrary opinions of half the scientific world, at the highest international levels, were waste paper, as well as those of the Region and Common a useless pastime.
