Author: Homo (Semi) Liber
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8. The Landscape We Do Not Question
Ogni mattina potrei affacciarmi alla finestra e guardare ciò che mi circonda. Palazzi, strade, automobili, semafori, negozi, cartelloni pubblicitari, balconi con piante in vaso, antenne, condizionatori. È tutto lì, davanti ai miei occhi, e io lo riconosco immediatamente. Non devo interpretarlo: l’ho già imparato.So cosa è “una strada”, cosa è “un palazzo”, cosa è “un quartiere”. So…
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7. Quando la vera malattia è non vedere la malattia
“Prima di guarire qualcuno, chiedigli se è disposto a rinunciare alle cose che lo hanno fatto ammalare.”— attribuita a Ippocrate Quando qualcosa nel nostro corpo non va, di solito facciamo una cosa semplice: cerchiamo di far passare il fastidio.Un mal di testa? Un analgesico.Un’insonnia? Qualcosa per dormire.Un bruciore allo stomaco? Un farmaco che lo spenga. Non…
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6. La dipendenza dell’indipendenza
At nineteen, Marta had no doubts: she wanted to live on her own. It wasn’t a whim, but the natural desire for independence — a room of her own, her own rules, no one checking if she came home late or skipped dinner. The idea of closing the door behind her and knowing that small space was...
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5. Una repubblica fondata sulla vita
“What do you want to be when you grow up? A scientist? An astronaut? A football player?” It’s a question almost all of us were asked as children. It belongs to those childhood rituals that seem harmless, yet already carry a deep cultural imprint. From an early age, we watch adults spend most of their days away from home, absorbed in...
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4. Il tempo rotto
Once upon a time, there was a time that returned. It returned with the seasons, with the winds, with the seeds. It returned as questions return, as dreams do, as wrinkles do. It did not ask to be spared, nor invested. It gave itself, it opened, it played along. Then came the man of the machine, and he put wheels on time. It was sliced into even pieces. Each slice a task...
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3. Il giglio e il capitale
About two thousand years ago, in a corner of the world, something happened. Whether born of literary invention, the maturation of a small group of people, or the unique experience of one individual, a story began to circulate. At its center was a certain figure—a “son of humanity”—who called into question some of the very pillars...
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2. Pincopanco e Pancopinco
Today’s little game: What do Giorgia Meloni, Elly Schlein, Giuseppe Conte, and the other leaders of Italy’s main political parties have in common? Obviously—aside from their nature as human beings. A clue: what unites them is the same thing that unites left and right. Some might frown at this claim, but there is no offense...
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1. C’era una volta…
What if we raised a child to believe the world was like a fairytale: populated by dragons, with clouds made of cotton candy and trees ready to hand out ice cream in exchange for water and honey? A child raised in such a way would build a vivid expectation of what awaited them—especially if they also lived...