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Saramago è stato dunque un uomo e un intellettuale di nessuna ammissione metafisica, nailed to the last in his stubborn belief in historical materialism, Marxism alias. Autocollocatosi clearly on the side of the evangelical cornfield weeds, declared sleepless at the thought of the Crusades or the Inquisition, forgetting the memory of the gulag, the "purges" of genocide, cultural and religious samizdat.


I quote from an article by Claudio Toscani (Osservatore Romano) on José Saramago, one of the biggest names in contemporary European literature.
I state that I speak out of turn, not knowing that even a journalist and writer, to whom I can only remember only the incipit de The Stone Raft, left too early because I had no suitable concentration to addentrarmici. That said, I can not outraged by the article, however well written, an extremist accusation of extremism and to conceal the conviction of being right. I wonder, sincerely curious why some Catholics (usually those at the top, evidently the Eye of God up there can not see them) they automatically own the attributes of divinity adored - and here ricito Toscani order: omnipotence, omniscience, all-seeing . What then, I enjoy knowing how the followers of any sect can put God and science in the same sentence, where the latter is subject to the first.
annoys me, discomfort, DISCOMFORT that as an educated person should definitely be this cynical reviewer, is cast with such ferocity against an author on certain measurable yardsticks much more relevant to the metaphysical approach existence , regardless of his poetry, even by his fluency.

Why, Mr. Toscani, did not speak particularly of this, without omitting even the negative reviews? Do not you think that a criticism of style, talent, and ultimately the work of a lifetime, even if the limit dell'insofferenza would was a much more worthy epitaph? Not to mention that we're all sad to hear the various ambassadors of different ideologies now dead or almost every opportunity to blast each other's wrongs: you had Torquemada, they had Stalin, you Boniface VIII and their Mengele ... I have done this but you've done that one, Gne Gne campaigns. Well, enough, for god - yes, the your God, do it for him if not for me. Grow, dammit, evolvetevi if you want to save face to your Thinking otherwise closed mouth and pen in your pocket, you do more than look good.

So simplistic, inappropriate and indeed I found her child belabor partisan issues, as they say, as long as you are leaving, and then just waste. It is a pity that with each passing day it is found as the great Dante had been wrong: the high ball of the Catholic religion are not much less celestial celestial, but dense black smoke that the next boss will look good from clear, (for once) in spite of the rite.