In a week when Italy's Premier has made what is being seen as yet another outrageous gaffe and is generally being depicted abroad as a buffoon, I think it is time for me to add my two-
centesimi worth to the debate. For anyone who has not read of the latest scandal, the background is
here but to cut a long story short, the Prime Minister of Italy is being accused of inappropriately helping a minor to evade police charges of theft and illegal entry into Italy. Erotic parties are said to have regularly taken place at Mr Berlusconi's Milan residence and the girl, who denies having had sex with the Premier, says that he gave her money and gifts. Yesterday Mr Berlusconi shocked progressive Italians and caused indignation around the world when he said that it is better to like beautiful women than to be gay.
The remark, in my opinion, was not a gaffe but a carefully orchestrated appeal to the Berlusconi heartland of sexually conventional Italy. Everywhere an Italian looks, it seems, there are sex scandals but at least the Prime Minister is attracted to the right gender, goes the logic. So when smiling Silvio shrugs his shoulders and conveys the message, "Look at me - I'm a regular guy", he reassures middle Italy whilst also appealing to a very Italian instinct - the instinct for joy. After all, the reasoning continues, even the Premier's detractors would have to admit that the man has worked hard so doesn't he deserve a little fun? And hey, is there any man out there who wouldn't like to party with pretty girls?
This is not to say that everyone is defending the Premier - far from it, for many Italians are expressing shame at the way in which their country may be perceived abroad. Many women in Italy, feeling that the Premier's behaviour is degrading to their sex, have been expressing their shame for some time and Mr Berlusconi's estranged wife,
Veronica Lario, is a heroine to some. Personally I am not sure about her status as a heroine, for independent women do not expect men to provide for them nor do they hark back to a career they abandoned upon marriage as a justification for that provision, for who knows how that career would have fared? If I were to name a heroine of the Berlusconi era, it would be
Rosy Bindi, President of the Democratic Party and long the target of some of the Premier's cruellest remarks, which she deals with extremely well and with remarkable restraint.
But if Italians are ashamed of Mr Berlusconi and are losing faith in the governing Coalition, whom, then, do they trust? Not the Opposition, generally seen as weak and not, en masse, the federalist
Lega Nord [Northern League, currently part of the Coalition]; possibly
Gianfranco Fini, President of the Chamber of Deputies and founder of the parliamentary group
Futuro e Libertà per l'Italia. Mr Fini is perceived as strong and able to stand up to both the
Lega Nord and the Premier.
There are brave journalists, too, who defy government attempts to gag the press and, although Mr Berlusconi's media holdings are vast, most Italian newspapers, contrary to popular belief in other countries, do question the Premier's behaviour.
As an outsider who cares very much about Italy, I would stand with another heroine of mine,
Rita Levi-Montalcini and put my faith in the country's young people: time and time again, and with astonishing equanamity, young Italians put themselves through impossible procedures to obtain jobs that do not, in reality, exist for them; they are politically active and aware in ways that a country like Britain should envy; and they are ready to do their utmost to achieve the peaceful change that is needed.
Italy, despite or perhaps because of everything, is still a proud democracy. What it is not, however, is a meritocracy and this is the factor that is holding it back. Only Italians can decide whether this situation can change under this Premier.