Prima che le manifestazioni per far cadere il regime avessero accerchiato Hosni Mubarak, l'unico leader politico in pericolo era Silvio Berlusconi. Nonostante entrambi abbiano un debole per i capelli tinti e per i liftings non ufficiali, Mubarak è in difficoltà, Silvio ha sempre più elettori. In Egitto, criticare l'aspetto del leader era un tabù. Con Berlusconi, l'estetica non è stata un'ideologia. È il suo più grande lascito.
Storicamente, Roma ha preso il talento e l'espressione artistica delle sue colonie o dei suoi vicini aggiungendo quel tocco in più che a partire dagli anni eighties of the last century is called made in Italy. In antiquity and before the second world war, Italy took the Carthaginian leather, the dyed and worked in different ways, making Italian and internationally recognized.
If Armani and Valentino managed to consolidate this domain in favor of the fashion industry, like Agnelli and Fiat cars, Berlusconi has made with the taste of the end of the twentieth century to the present day , a period that coincides with his absolute power.
How is this style? Vulgar to some, attractive to many and unclassifiable. Undoubtedly fascinating, because although criticized, is able to reinforce its values \u200b\u200bconflicting macho, new richer, too Versace. It works perfectly to hide the consequences of his actions and to promote Silvio idol blamed but never penalized time.
Berlusconi shows off his hair dyed for the nineties and the merit of having paved the way for transplantation with the turn of the century. His gamble sull'avanguardia male cosmetics is an extension of his audacity as a businessman. Although controversial, his final appearance has established itself as the only option for the modern man mature and eventually ingratiate themselves a part of his electorate, that of its age or, inevitably, the one with the same problems of idealization of youth.
With this solid base, Berlusconi aims higher and higher. The list of women around the scandals Berlusconi is invariable. Young, revelers, with some degree which in reality only serves to disguise the old structures and macho ever defeats in which women have no value in themselves if not in terms of what a male can do for them. Despite their studies and their ambitions, their physical beauty and excitement of this unique and appear to be their best weapons. In a dark movie Max Ophül, Caught in the grip , Barbara Bel Geddes (the matriarch of the famous series Dallas ) plays a pretty poor and honest girl who seduces an eccentric millionaire who lock her up in an extraordinary home by preventing any other personal or professional ambition.
The ladies of Berlusconi will not remain so trapped as in fiction, but through his friendship with access to modern castles such as television, especially in its section Berlusconi: the so-called tele-reality. The other option, the seats in Parliament to show their particular criterion in the makeup and dress, that blends perfectly the thirst for a harem of Constantinople with the U.S. Capitol leather briefcases. It is the manner of dress of the most interesting tissue, the former dental hygienist, Nicole Minetti, now Regional Councillor of Berlusconi's party. The Minetti no secret at all a style of its weapons Berlusconi hair. Touches them and moves them in front of cameras while approving the laws. In the absence of a crown, hairstyle gives majesty to the girls of the middle class grew in the Italian exaggeration.
Berlusconi's triumph of style is to demonstrate that corruption when it occurs, calls forth admiration. Fascinated by the ability to avoid all the checks and to dodge justice to the last. He who fails, who is finally caught and tried, becomes the embodiment of the prototype of a loser. Berlusconi is the winner, his special harem in his house in Sardinia or Rome, every day cease to be ashamed to spread rather evasive complicity with the common man. The revelations sull'harem, dinners overflowing substances and sex, according to some "conversations cultured and educated, in accordance with its defenders, eventually arouse the curiosity to want to see inside. To observe these new sex goddesses, lips redone in imitation of the mouth of Monica Bellucci, hair thickening of chemicals to shine more "naturally." All to parade in front of men who have not had either the luck or money Berlusconi to stop the flow of time. In this context, current and decadent stands another ingredient of the glamorous Berlusconi: the importance of footwear. The sexy present, at least for tissue, is not so much dressed as in the sinuous movement of the triangle hair, chest and feet. More chest, the more power. The shoe of tissue seduces with his heel for his sadistic design. Comfort is left to those not participating in the festival, which applauds the electorate.
Hollywood, this great demiurge of modern ideologies, had foreseen all this. In Quo Vadis? (Mervyn LeRoy, 1951), lustful biblical Technicolor film, Deborah Kerr plays a slave in Rome during Nero's love of Christianity, the equivalent of a feminist fifties, plastic surgery virgin Berlusconi in Rome. The slave really like the emperor and his entourage. They can introduce it to one of these parties of Nero, which would kill everyone in Rome to be invited. Arrive at the event, is dressed and made up by other girls already trained. Frightened but the latest fashion of the ancient world, the slave enters the rooms of the building Imperial.
And what happens there, remember that Berlusconi has to offer to its tissue, whether they are grandsons of Mubarak. Opulence of food full of flavor and color, multi-ethnic dancers naked. Men with mini or maxitoghe circling around the slaves and guests with comfortable shoes design. You bite the legs of women, devouring paws of animals. The fate of Kerr in Quo Vadis? is to exit the arena of the Colosseum and being devoured by starving lions. What style of women in Berlusconi we can see in any of his TV in his or semi-circle: get what you get as human beings while they are still subjected to slavery and the beauty of a servile femininity. And he, Silvio emperor, cheered and smug machismo and impunity.
Boris Izaguirre, El País, 06.02.2011, translation by Riccardo Ferrari
http://www.elpais.com/articulo/agenda/Quo/vadis/Silvio/elpepigen/20110206elpepiage_1/Tes
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