Pietro Senaldi and Nilde Iotti, "letter" to Concita De Gregorio: "Sex and politics, you are not and Berlusconi are you?"

What an ass. Just while Concita De Gregorio he gave me the umpteenth television lesson on how to respect women, I came across the internet in advertising with which a few years ago the lady promoted the newspaper she directed and which led to the threshold of the disaster. A beautiful feminine back, young and firm, complete with a copy of the Unit inserted in the pocket and allusive adjectives among which indomitable, beautiful, generous, free, mini. What can I say, so everybody knows who knows what would have thought, if it had been alive, the austere Nilde Iotti, who went to live with Togliatti only for the pleasure of being able to talk to him about communism even at two in the morning, of the sexist initiative taken by the first, and last, female director of her party newspaper.
Many companions at the time did not like it, but were silenced in the style of the house. We instead defended the photo, believing that there was no better way to spread paper from c We didn't ask the journalists' order to remove the head, like some old fan of the Unit did yesterday on TV with Libero.
We waited for readers to do it. Perhaps someone left just when he realized how the left, rather than defending them, takes the piss out of women and, if it is a question of poking the minds of the possible buyers, does not disdain to bet on their side B, which in certain respectable hypocrites it does not differ so much from the A side. I wonder if some comrades did not feel intellectually debased by the advertisement in question, which hit the feminists behind and aimed at the balls of the boys.

Consistency – We would never want the De Gregorio, for that cover, to be put on the table today by his conventicle that criticized us so much for having written that Iotti, besides being a very good president of the Chamber, was also beautiful, nice and large in the kitchen and in bed. We are convinced that the colleague does not risk much, given that the coherence, in addition to her, does not belong to the dems in general, which otherwise would not have changed five times name and ten times secretary in the last twenty years. In those parts, they always consider themselves to be more equal than others. However know Concita that, if someone criticizes her, she will have all our solidarity. Let us imagine what terrible compromises with its principles had to be made in the name of business to slam this portrait of a woman exploited on the front page.
I would like to take this opportunity to clarify once and for all: Iotti doesn't care about her, let alone her sexual life and her love for Togliatti, which, it's history, shocked many in the PCI when the left was serious. The sentence that outraged so many respectability was in a review of a fiction, not in a portrait of the lady.
However, we do not believe that anyone who has entered Berlusconi's bedroom for years now is indignant over a piece in one piece, arguing that sex and politics should always be split. If the sexual dimension of a member of parliament can be investigated, it can also be done with that of a parliamentarian, and those who fight for equality must accept it.

Comrades of the past – For a man who is not of the left, great in bed, even if referring to a woman, it is not an insult; all else. And this is what the progressives have taught us, of whom we have always appreciated the sexual freedom they advocated, before going into moral and uterine short circuits. In high school, 50% of those who called themselves leftists actually did so only to have better luck with women. Now, however, the pro-Pd political outing is equivalent to a monastic vow, unless one decides to do it in a strange way; indeed, modern.
Perhaps forgetful of the publicity on which he put his side A, my excited friend, with the class mentioned above, yesterday on TV he wondered if I have any daughter; the implication was: poor thing, if you have one. Bringing down children, men or women, is not the best. I fear that his friends who are social workers in Bibbiano, in the red Emilia where it is so good to be children, decide, by listening to her, to take off their children.

by Pietro Senaldi