Last February, our beloved Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi visited Sali Ram Berisha, current Prime Minister of Albania in Tirana.
During the meeting, Berlusconi called for the classic turn of the screw to limit the activities of smugglers who are shuttling between Albania and Italy, but then Care is hardly able to restrain himself and, as irreducible cabarrettista of bad taste which is if they came out with the joke "We exceptions only for those who bring beautiful girls." The Albanian writer
Merid Elvira Dones wrote an open letter to Prime Minister Berlusconi on an Albanian newspaper to let him know that sometimes, some jokes it is better to keep them between his teeth.
him, perhaps, the letter did not read it, but we should, if only to contextualize the output unhappy with what is real life of many Albanian girls.
Here is the text of the letter:
Dear Mr. Prime Minister, I write a newspaper that she does not read, yet a few words I have it to him, because Friday's casual sense of humor has touched people very dear to me: "the beautiful Albanian girls." While the Prime Minister of my country of origin, Sali Berisha, confirmed the commitment of his government in the fight against smugglers, she pointed out that "for those who bring beautiful girls we can make an exception."
Io quelle "belle ragazze" le ho incontrate, ne ho incontrate a decine, di notte e di giorno, di nascosto dai loro magnaccia, le ho seguite da Garbagnate Milanese fino in Sicilia.
Mi hanno raccontato sprazzi delle loro vite violate, strozzate, devastate. A "Stella" i suoi padroni avevano inciso sullo stomaco una parola: puttana. Era una bella ragazza con un difetto: rapita in Albania e trasportata in Italia, si rifiutava di andare sul marciapiede. Dopo un mese di stupri collettivi ad opera di magnaccia albanesi e soci italiani, le toccò piegarsi. Conobbe i marciapiedi del Piemonte, del Lazio, della Liguria, e chissà quanti altri. E' solo allora - tre anni più tardi - che le incisero la sua professione sulla belly. So, for fun or for fun.
At the time it was a beautiful girl, yes. Today is just a waste of society, not fall in love never, never become a mother and grandmother. That "bitch" on the belly has erased any glimmer of hope and confidence in man, the slaughter of the customers and pimps destroyed the uterus.
On "Beautiful Girls" I wrote a novel, published in Italy under the title Sun burned. Years later turned a documentary for Swiss TV. I went looking for another pretty girl named Brunilda, his father had asked me in tears to investigate her. He was a father like many other fathers Albanians with whom their daughters were missing, abducted, mutilated, hung upside down in a disused butchers if they dared to rebel. He was a father like you, Mr President, just less lucky. And still the father of Brunilda not accept that her daughter is dead forever, drowned in the sea or executed somewhere in the suburbs. He still hopes, dreams of a miracle.
It 's a long story, President ... but if I knew I could count on his attention, we will send you a copy of my book, or send the documentary, or I would gladly talk to her. But the warning, Mr. President, I say to the beats, not swallow.
In the name of every star, Bianca, Brunilda and their families, these few lines I had them to him. In these twenty years of difficult transition Albania has run the much suffering and many wounds inflicted with his own hands, but the Albanian people is also increasing the desire to finally walk back straight and head held high. The
Albania has no patience or sympathy for the humiliation free. I think if she would stop to consider the human drama as material for jokes by late night bar, would not that stand to gain.
This "joke" seems to be understated in these past days when the controversy raging Bertolaso, but binds deeply at the thought and actions of people like Berlusconi and Company, thoughts and actions in which the respect for women is put under your feet every day, actions that are no less criminal than those who exploiting the Albanian girls are just disguised gallant gestures or expensive gifts. I am deeply ashamed and I apologize to all the Albanian women.
Merid Elvira Dones
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