Italy decides to be indecisive
By Mahir Ali
IN the run-up to this week’s Italian elections, the Western European press was filled with tentative political obituaries of Silvio Berlusconi, in the wake of opinion polls that showed him trailing by a few percentage points. None of the obituarists, however, was rash enough to write him off completely.
Given his unusual career path, even the most hostile of analysts had the nagging suspicion that the Italian prime minister, who has publicly compared himself with Jesus Christ, may yet pull off a miracle.
Nonetheless, the growing signs of desperation in the Berlusconi camp were hard to miss. There were unexpected tax bribes: the prime minister vowed to abolish council tax on primary homes. Cleverly, the promise was made at the very end of his second debate with Romano Prodi, the rival prime ministerial candidate, making it impossible for the latter to raise the obvious questions about how councils would, in that case, be funded.
A couple of days later, Berlusconi announced the prospective abolition of the garbage collection levy that every household has to pay. The monetary value of the two bribes adds up to six billion euros: a financial hole that, given the state of the Italian economy, couldn’t easily be filled by other means. “Rubbish,” explained the prime minister, “can become a source of energy.” Responded the mayor of Bologna: “By tonight I expect Berlusconi to have abolished irony.”
Another tactic, apparently, was to cause as much offence as possible, Berlusconi has never held back from insulting his opponents, be they politicians, businessmen, journalists or magistrates. Last week, he decided to extend this courtesy to the electorate as a whole — or at least to that portion of it which planned to vote against him. “I have too much esteem,” he said, “for the intelligence of Italians to think that they could be such coglioni as to vote against their own interests.”
Coglioni is a coarse term for idiots or dimwits, and at a Prodi rally the following day, some members of the audience sported “I’m a coglione/cogliona” T-shirts. It is unlikely that this particular tactic motivated many undecided voters to opt for Berlusconi’s Casa delle Liberta (House of Liberties) coalition, or persuaded others to change sides. The same cannot necessarily be said for the prime minister’s concerted campaign to denounce Prodi’s L’Unione coalition as a communist front.
L’Unione does indeed stretch from moderate conservatives to the “post-Marxist” Communist Refoundation party and smaller radical groups — just as post-fascists and neo-Nazis figure among Casa delle Liberta’s components — but under Prodi there has hardly been any prospect of the coalition veering much farther to the Left than, say, New Labour in Britain. That didn’t prevent Berlusconi from raising the spectre of leaders who worship Stalin, Mao and Pol Pot. He didn’t stop there. He warned Catholics that the Left includes “priest eaters”. And to clinch the argument, he accused Chinese communists of boiling babies to make fertiliser.
One would like to think that most Italians took these dire pronouncements for what they were: the deranged rants of a leader desperately fighting for his political life.
But it’s worth recording that this variety of fear-mongering is part of a dishonourable tradition that stretches back decades — to the time when, in the aftermath of the Second World War, the Communist Party of Italy (PCI) emerged as one of the strongest political organizations in the country, not least because of its record of resistance against Benito Mussolini’s fascist dictatorship.
In the constituent assembly elections of 1946, the communists and the Socialist Party (PSI) won more seats overall than the Christian Democrats. By 1948, they had joined forces in a Popular Democratic Front, the prospect of whose triumph in that year’s elections loomed large. This was not an outcome that the cold warriors in Washington were willing to countenance, hence a concerted pre-emptive drive was launched.
Fear-mongering, inevitably, was a part of the deal, the idea being to inculcate the impression that a victory for the Front would be tantamount to a Soviet takeover. At the same time, the carrot of additional aid was combined with a big stick: the threat that all funding would be cut off unless the communists were defeated.
A range of less overt measures were simultaneously employed, including an officially sponsored letter-writing campaign by Italo-Americans to their relatives in Italy.
The effort proved so successful — the leftist coalition was defeated 48 per cent to 31 by the Christian Democrats — that it was effectively institutionalized, and plans secretly approved by the US included the possibility of a military takeover in the event of the PCI doing too well at the ballot box at any future juncture. By 1956, the operation had been given the name Gladio; it involved American collaboration with the least salubrious elements in Italian society, including fascists and the Mafia, and it formally survived until 1990.
By then the socialists had long since been co-opted into a game of centrist musical chairs: governments changed hands with alarming frequency, switching from the socialists to the Christian Democrats and back again, but their policies were virtually indistinguishable, and the communists were generally kept out.
The American role in the subversion of Italian democracy is comparable, of course, to its efforts in other parts of the world — although these, in many cases, were considerably more violent. The recent suspension of aid to the Palestinian Authority is but the latest manifestation of Washington’s determination to undermine the popular will wherever and whenever it comes into conflict with US strategic objectives.
It does not necessarily follow, however, that the possibility of a Prodi prime ministership was viewed with too much consternation by the Bush administration, even though Berlusconi considers himself a bosom pal of George W. and Tony Blair, as well as a leading crusader in the semi-fictitious war against terror. After all, notwithstanding the would-be Roman emperor’s hullabaloo over communists, the ideological ravine between the rival coalitions is neither particularly deep nor too wide. To most observers, the left-wing radicals on the periphery of Prodi’s coalition have consistently provided far less cause for alarm than the right-wing radicals at the heart of the team led by Berlusconi.
The latter is a media tycoon whose first foray into politics in the early 1990s followed the implosion of the PSI and the Christian Democrats after investigations uncovered a long history of elaborate corruption. Berlusconi, the richest man in Italy (and number 37 in the world), had previously relied on the patronage of politicians, in particular the former socialist leader Bettino Craxi. Once Craxi became an international fugitive, Berlusconi realised that he would have to fend for himself.
What better way to achieve this than by becoming the nation’s CEO? Besides, getting into politics seemed to be the best way of staying out of jail. So he formed a party named after a football slogan — Forza Italia — and pulled off an audacious gamble in 1994 by seducing an electorate sick of politicians’ shenanigans. It helped, of course, that he owned three television channels and a leading newspaper. For all that, his joyride lasted only seven months, and in 1996 the voters considered it too soon to give him another chance: they opted for Prodi instead.
A new, improved Berlusconi was back again in 2001, with a facelift and a hair transplant, not to mention a glowing permanent sun tan. He promised to kick-start Italy’s moribund economy. However, while his own businesses have thrived, the nation’s annual growth has declined in the five years since then from 1.8 to zero per cent.
In the Italian context, however, staying at the helm for five years is quite an achievement in itself. No one has managed it since Mussolini — the predecessor that Berlusconi most closely resembles in terms of flamboyance, egotism and pomposity. Apart from Jesus, he has also compared himself to Napoleon and Churchill, remarking at one point: “It is not a superiority complex. It is an objective fact. No one is as valuable as Berlusconi.” On another occasion he described himself as the best leader not only in Italy or Europe, but in the world.
Under investigation over a long period for a range of business wrongdoings, Berlusconi has at times evaded conviction by using his parliamentary majority to decriminalize the relevant offences. One suspects Italians would have been more eager to dispense with the services of this Machiavellian clown prince had the alternative been a trifle more inspiring than an economics professor who looks the part, and who has been reluctant to promise anything more specific than “good governance”.
Even that vague vow will be hard to honour following a victory based on 0.1 per cent of the popular vote, even though that will, under Italian electoral laws, translate into 55 per cent of the seats in the Chamber of Deputies. But the shape of the equally powerful senate remained unclear at the time of writing, and the Berlusconi camp was demanding a recount.
In the short term, political turbulence appears to be the only certainty. Which may seem unfair to the nation’s electorate, 84 per cent of whom turned out to vote despite creeping cynicism about the political process.
It could also prove to be a price well worth paying if it spells the end of Berlusconi’s malign influence on Italian politics and ethics, which always overshadowed his entertainment value. However, as this week’s verdict reminds us, that’s still a very big if.
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