There once was a character with a big heart .... And yes, it could start as a legend as a fairy tale without a happy ending, as "nu cuntu Sicilianu " and beautiful people to make u cuntu in Sicily there are not many, but there any.
They are the protagonists these cunti Sicilian all the heroes, without blemish and without fear, not reckless, but courageous, because they know that will happen, but still, just because cunti these characters are real heroes and I hate injustice, can not stand the weak, the ones that nobody sees, that the arrogance of those "good" Sicilian considers " nuddu ammiscati cu components, must suffer the injustice, should live in abject poverty and desperate. There are heroes in Sicily like that, someone named John, Paul was called someone else, another Accursio , a Pio, one old, wrapped in legend, or perhaps legend himself, CoLAP (Nicole Pesce). Today I want to talk about a hero of Sicily, the Sicilian, most of them do not know.
Placido called, and perhaps would have loved to live peacefully , but even more loved living in a state fair, in a land of beauty, such as Sicily, but not unhappy. During the resistance fought against the Nazi forces that kept our country in check. Then come back to his land, Corleone (yes even Corleone born good people) became secretary of labor and organized farmers to try to make concrete these decrees of the Minister of Agriculture Gullo that included a distribution farmers left uncultivated lands of the estates.
But the owners of these estates, in alliance with the Mafia through their gabelloti , reacted with various forms of illegality, reaching even to the murders. And many were in a few months trade unionists killed.
And then ... and then fell to Placido, who knew that they would kill him, but pulled back.
the evening of March 10, just like today, 62 years ago, Placido was joined by some men who took him and killed him in the open countryside, making the body disappear into a sinkhole a foiba the area, Roccabusambra is called. And then there is Placido, difficult to recover the corpse, only part of the body was taken outside.
But despite the foul grave, along with the carcasses of sheep and other animals, Placido Rizzotto , the champion of a more just Sicily speaks to us, if we want to hear it. Placido, who has never received justice, Placido, that many have forgotten, Placido wants to teach men and women of good will, those words of an old Sicilian folk poetry: A
servu , tempu makes chiste patch,
ccussi priava to Cristu and cci Lets say :
" Signuri ! U me Patruno mishandles me!
me is switching 'n Dogs' nta the way;
tuttu you Piggie ccu know the Manazza
Macari to say about life and nun is mine.
It ppo I lagnu cchiù peggiu I Minazzi ,
to bbastunati I lliscia u pilu em ' impriggiunìa .
So you pregu , chiste bad race,
destroy you, Cristu , ppi mine!
"It TTU , Forsi you ciunchi Brac them?
Or did you ' nchiuvati switching to mine?
Cu flights giustizzia is the Fazza
Né speri c’ autru la faria ppi tia .
Si ttu si omu e nun si na testa pazza,
metti a fruttu sta sintenzia mia:
iu nun saria supra sta cruciazza
S’ avissi fattu quantu dissi a ttia ”.
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