"Whereof one cannot speak, thereof one must be silent", said the philosopher of language Ludwig Wittgenstein. But Daniele Luttazzi crossed the frontier of ridiculous since too long a time to care and think about such trifles. So, he decided to explain to the readers of his blog the Plame’s Case. For his disgrace, however, Christian Rocca met with this fancy reconstruction, sold as a sort of journalistic investigation. And he discovered that Luttazzi "doesn’t make a single guess. I swear, read it, not a single one, not even by a mere chance, absolute zero. Obviously, I am not talking about his witty remarks (which, apart from the latest one, produce no laughs), neither about his political evaluations (phenomenal that one according to which Rove sent to all the evangelists the documentary "Faith"), but I am talking about the facts he brings as an evidence". Follows, in Camillo, a pitiless list of his nonsense. Poor Luzzatti. Once he ate shit in television. Now he shit-talks on the Internet. From coprophagia to coprophilia. *Note for American Readers: Luttazzi really ate (fake) shit on public television. It's not a manner of speaking.
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giovedì 20 ottobre 2005
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E cinque anni dopo,grazie a una denuncia di Michele Bordin, si scopre che in quel periodo Christian Rocca frequentava gli uffici del SISMI di via Nazionale (premiata ditta Pollari & Pompa). Il direttore del Foglio Giuliano Ferrara, in seguito allo scalpore suscitato dalla notizia, ammette che all'epoca della guerra in Iraq Rocca "aveva assunto la guida delle operazioni pro-Bush e pro-Sismi" contro l'inchiesta giornalistica sul Nigergate di Repubblica. Adesso mi spiego il gran daffare di Rocca contro Luttazzi. Ora si sa anche che Luttazzi, all'epoca, aveva ragione. Rocca invece no. Bel tomo di giornalista.
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