You used to hear me grumble about my town and on mugugnado Alexandrians in general practice, however, very common to the Italians. But note that the recent past, in Alexandria it's not been a trivial matter. After the good performance of Benigni (how sad that comedians should do what belongs to the politicians!) I must point out that it is in my city that the flag (though invented in Reggio Emilia in 1797 as the flag of the Republic Cispadana) waved for the first time to represent the idea of \u200b\u200bItaly, on the ramparts of the Citadel (now the most beautiful and well-preserved in Europe, not to speak) during the attempted revolution of Santorre of Santarosa indicates that as the date of commencement of the Risorgimento . All boys of twenty, hot heads would say today, really ready to die, as the anthem and that in many cases the dead are really crazy idea that was to tremble with eagerness the Contessine time.
many ideals, many lives lost on that dream and the flag under which someone today would know what to clean. It was from here he left the spark, now destroyed, but which remained on the nest under the coals for a little over a decade. This morning in the auditorium of our University (pending deletion, you know how the costs and then with the culture you do not eat), the Institute organized a Nervi interesting remake of the trial of Andrea Vochieri, the martyr of Alexandria the Risorgimento, which remains a monumentino in the gardens of the resort, while forgotten, offers his breast to the platoon. Of course, after the insurgents of '21, had fled abroad in the city remained the ideas of which, perhaps, secretly chatting in cafes. Well then it was not like now that you opened a blog and you said what you thought of the government, if I hear you say the bar or the small republic of the theater, the day after you were home in the secret police. This capita in 1833 precisely to our Andrea Vochieri. As illustrated in the re-enactment, with the original acts of the process, the services, you probably had good ears intercepting any public place, they already knew very well the names of various officers involved, fascinated by the idea of \u200b\u200bMazzini's Young Italy and having someone arrested , it turned out the name of our Vochieri.
many ideals, many lives lost on that dream and the flag under which someone today would know what to clean. It was from here he left the spark, now destroyed, but which remained on the nest under the coals for a little over a decade. This morning in the auditorium of our University (pending deletion, you know how the costs and then with the culture you do not eat), the Institute organized a Nervi interesting remake of the trial of Andrea Vochieri, the martyr of Alexandria the Risorgimento, which remains a monumentino in the gardens of the resort, while forgotten, offers his breast to the platoon. Of course, after the insurgents of '21, had fled abroad in the city remained the ideas of which, perhaps, secretly chatting in cafes. Well then it was not like now that you opened a blog and you said what you thought of the government, if I hear you say the bar or the small republic of the theater, the day after you were home in the secret police. This capita in 1833 precisely to our Andrea Vochieri. As illustrated in the re-enactment, with the original acts of the process, the services, you probably had good ears intercepting any public place, they already knew very well the names of various officers involved, fascinated by the idea of \u200b\u200bMazzini's Young Italy and having someone arrested , it turned out the name of our Vochieri.
In search found himself very little, a notebook on which he had copied some article in the Journal of Young Italy, a fragment of the same page, which he justified as clumsily used to wrap tobacco smuggling received from Switzerland, and a letter of recommendation, however, laid by a lawyer suspected of being the leader of the Alexandrian Mazzini to another lawyer who was also in Turin Carbonaro. Strains in the citadel of which I have said, did not speak, even if contradicted himself in the interrogation, as opposed to some "regret", but, with naive innocence, left a poignant letter to his wife that reveals the ideals and was immediately filed as evidence of guilt. The process should be an example to block the winds of revolt that blew every day more violent, it involved a dozen were shot "in disgrace" from behind. His lawyer tried the only way possible, by painting it as a conspiracy made up of bar talk, also made by dreamers bit 'short on common sense, lacking arms and fully insulated from the real context, in practice it was submitted to the clemency of the court, but that was absolutely ruthless, even by working to make other names to the offender. So at 7am on Saturday (no rifles Friday) June 22, 1833, the Vochieri crossed on foot in chains throughout the city, passing under the window of his house where his wife and daughters were in tears, in an attempt to do so speak, to be led into the parade ground. You claim to be shot in the chest, but twice the platoon, impractical, wounding only missed their target, until he intervened with a blow to the temple.
It seems that no one wanted to take to the streets of Alexandria is
to attend this step, but the next day, all the way was found covered with flowers. Of course, the repentant fared all, and the alleged leader of the Alexandrian Mazzini (the famous lawyer who had written the letter) denounced on all the friends you made a little 'courage, as told by the Civalieri, blogger at the time, in its Cartolari , gaining weight thanks to the meals that were brought from the nearby tavern and after some time, with 1500 pounds of steam with the prize went to seek his fortune in the Americas. Then all passed into oblivion, while the memory is gradually buried in the fog of Alexandria. In addition to monumentino gardens (in the picture of his friend Tony Frisina) remained the only street where was his home. It seems that some time ago and jumped out of the jaw of the martyr, preserved for some reason, but it seems that is not even a suitable place where to put it. The Alexandrians are sometimes strange. If you liked this post, you may also be of interest:
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