Paris 13 November 2015: new tiles in the mosaic of terror

(To Andrea Pastore)
16/11/15

For over three millennia, mosaic art (mosaics, nda) has accompanied the history of humanity and its art. A choice of necessity, at the beginning it was a question of covering the floors in beaten earth, then the beauty took over to give the whole humanity marvels that are unbelievable.

Art of the Muses they called it, because patience was needed for the realization of this fruit of human ingenuity and above all it was necessary a "vision" of the whole that left and leaves surprised and at the same time appalled in the act of realization. Hundreds of thousands of colorful tiles assembled together and able to offer only at the end a clear picture of the artistic message, of the allegory, in short, the visual translation of a thought and an idea.

The 13 November of the 2015 forced us to look at a mosaic in progress, that of international politics and its strategies aimed at achieving, or perhaps it would be better to say to maintaining power. A series of attacks in sequence shake the evening balance of one of the largest capitals in the world, Paris. Hundreds of victims and wounded, millions of terrorists in the four corners of the globe, is Picasso's new Guernica, yet another? No, it is not a picture, but as said of a mosaic under construction with some strange tiles if taken individually, but with the passing of the increasingly disturbing hours.

ISIS has claimed responsibility for the attacks, has placed its quality stamp on the black sequence, but on closer inspection some aspects of the story are unclear, in some respects indigestible: why did the stadium bombers fail to enter? Someone had discovered them, but then how did they blow themselves up? And above all, near an event with President Hollande present, how did arms, ammunition and explosives reach an area clean?

Then the sequence of citizen attacks: dozens and dozens of deaths in the city center and not a police patrol? A theater room full of dead and wounded and a reporter stopped to make the video instead of running in the street with thousands or maybe millions of citizens, in short, like sheep being slaughtered, at least until the cameras arrived and it's time for the Marseillaise sung stupidly in a loud throat.

But let's move to the green color of this mosaic work, the color of Islam, of a world split within itself and victim of itself, a world that too often does not condemn such acts or does so marginally and we would have to ask ourselves why, why do you share them or why do you suffer them? Like a distorting mirror capable of not letting people understand the true face of ruthless and criminal third-party interests and powers like that of the Sunni Emirs who are funders of ISIS, of Erdogan's Turkey, the logistical base of terror and an aspiring regional power and not least the strength attraction of the Muslim brotherhood, good for all ages and seasons to act as a phalanx armed with economic interests light years away from the faith and religion of the book. Finally, red and blue that combined together make the colors of the ubiquitous United States in this design, all aimed at containing the new Russian initiative by breaking any possible agreement between the EU and Moscow through different but coordinated instruments such as TTIP and sanctions, to this must be added the neo-isolationist disinterest due to the migratory phenomenon and the anti-Shiite initiative in the name of strange and ambiguous Arab friendships, an electoral-demagogic minestrone from a third category western movie in the name of the false and criminal idea of ​​strategic unipolarism and economic and cultural.

Here is the gloomy mosaic to which the tiles added in these hours in Paris give an ambiguous form at least as much as that of secret services all too "entangled" with a certain world, hates to appear at least suspect the fact that they have not been able to prevent or at least to foresee the dynamics that lead to the more and more frequent acts of death in a West so victimized as to appear to some extent strangely complicit.

May the Muses give dignity and conscience to those who will have the duty to conclude and interpret this lugubrious mosaic, in the hope that the final design will not offer further unpleasant surprises.