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Certo, è curioso ricordarsi di Andreotti, così senza ragione. Il mio ricordo di Andreotti è piuttosto nitido, ma appartiene al tempo della relativa irrilevanza, dell’elevazione a icona. Il resto l’ho letto da qualche parte, che è in fondo il mio modo preferito di ricordare la gente. Pensavo, quel monologo nel film è profondamente dostoevskijano, cose che avrebbe potuto dire, e in effetti ha detto, il Grande Inquisitore. Sono pressoché sicuro che Sorrentino ci abbia pensato. Pensavo, il potere si declina in due sole categorie teleologiche: c’è il potere per la sopravvivenza e il potere per la palingenesi. Un potere per la fine del mondo, e un potere che non consente la fine del mondo. Ci sono le parole di Moro dalla prigionia che descrivono perfettamente il potere secondo Andreotti: cupo sogno di gloria, disegno reazionario. Indifferente. Livido. Assente.

Sopravvivere, conservare, l’imperativo della natura ad adattarsi per restare al mondo. E dall’altra parte il grido antico, fiat iustitia et pereat mundus, nell’accezione scabra, determinata che gli attribuiva il pugnale di Cassio, prima che Kant la addolcisse con l’etica e Hegel la sovvertisse in idolatria del reale. In fondo, pensavo, non esiste neutralità di fronte al mondo: vivere è già, in sé, un atto reazionario.

Eppure il potere fa una certa differenza. Andreotti rappresenta il potere che si esercita per la conservazione ma, scendendo i gradini dell’autorità, in direzione dei sudditi, la scelta elementare di conservazione è avere figli. Esercizio passivo della politica: vivere come gli altri, secondo il minimo condiviso della vocazione umana. All’opposto, il potere per la palingenesi genera il rivoluzionario, e l’amore per la fine privo di amore per il potere genera il monaco, il millenarista. Io sono così, credo. C’è stato un momento esatto in cui ho capito che la chiesa cattolica esisteva per impedire il ritorno di Cristo. Che era potere andreottiano, potere per la conservazione. Come dice il Grande Inquisitore, già. Ero in macchina col padre provinciale dei Gesuiti, stavamo andando al seminario di Catanzaro, ai tempi del liceo. Non ricordo di preciso il discorso, ma ricordo la sensazione: come trovarmi solo nelle fiamme, dopo la fuga degli altri. Solo a domandare: non era vero, allora, che volevamo le fiamme? 

Ecco il momento in cui ho rinunciato a diventare prete (per quanto ci abbia messo mesi, poi, ad esplicitarlo, e sia ricorso a una ragazza, che pure esisteva, come generica scusa, perché già allora la mia sconfinata arroganza mi impediva di considerare gli altri degni di spiegazioni complesse). Del resto, non ho mai pensato che si possa avere fede senza essere crociati, martiri, fondamentalisti. E non ho mai pensato che si possa amare qualcuno senza esserne consumati. Tutti i compromessi mi disgustano, e questa è la ragione per cui adesso non credo in niente e non amo nessuno.

Ma tra gli uomini, pensavo infine, sono pochi quelli che vivono per la fine, per quanto tutti vivano letteralmente per la fine. Ancora di meno quelli che esercitano il potere per la fine. La maledizione è che a manovrare gli ingranaggi sono sempre grigi burocrati, funzionari confuciani, è sempre il Bormann descritto da Hannah Arendt. Non è Cristo, è Paolo di Tarso. Così il mondo sopravvive perché chi porta il fuoco brucia, per prima cosa, le navi sulla spiaggia, e per seconda se stesso.

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Martin Bormann - A New Body of Evidence

Martin Bormann – A New Body of Evidence

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When anyone mentions the name Martin Bormann most baby-boomers will know who he was, they will also be quick to tell you that even though there was a wild goose chase across the globe to find him, he certainly died in 1945, proved they say, by the finding of his bones in Berlin in 1972. Martin Bormann Hitler’s right hand man and chancellor, the man that controlled all of the vast Nazi loot…

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Martin Bormann - A New Body of Evidence

Martin Bormann – A New Body of Evidence

[ad_1] When anyone mentions the name Martin Bormann most baby-boomers will know who he was, they will also be quick to tell you that even though there was a wild goose chase across the globe to find him, he certainly died in 1945, proved they say, by the finding of his bones in Berlin in 1972. Martin Bormann Hitler’s right hand man and chancellor, the man that controlled all of the vast Nazi loot…

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Gehlen reveals, Bormann to be a Soviet agent

Gehlen’s memoirs are an interesting read and a remarkable view behind the scenes of the eastern front and the fully idiot decisions imposed by politicians, overruling the best military strategies. But don’t expect dangerous revelations. Although there’s an intriguing claim that Martin Bormann, chief of the Nazi party organization, was a Soviet spy personally protected by Hitler. Also a remarkable statement is that in 1939 the German and Prussian army was not yet prepared for a new war due to lack of sufficient weapons, munition and soldiers, this was also stated by the Prussian high command. This was a known fact, by all players …

Gehlen writes about Bormann and Hitler in his memoirs (Der Dienst – Errinerungen): By this time, I had come to the conclusion that the Russians had an excellently informed source working for them in the German supreme command. Canaris and I repeatedly observed quite independently of one another that the enemy was receiving rapid and detailed information on incidents and top-level decisions making on German side. Admiral Canaris came to my headquarters at Angerburg one day and in the course of a lengthy conversation indicated whom he suspected to be the traitor, although I believe that, even so, he knew more than he told me. It was a personality about whom I had had my own doubts for some time. The secret was carefully preserved by the Russians, both then and afterward, and I fully believed it myself only years after the war, when I came into possession of certain information as head of the Gehlen organization in West Germany. What Canaris told me concerned the fateful role in which Hitler’s closest confidant, Martin Bormann, was cast in the last war years and in the postwar epoch too. Bormann, who had been Hitler’s personal secretary since 1943, and chief of the Nazi party organization ever since Rudolf Hess’s flight to Scotland in May 1941, was Moscow’s most prominent informant and adviser from the very moment the campaign against Russia started. There is no foundation whatever for the allegations which have been made from time to time to the effect that Bormann is alive and well, living in the impenetrable jungle between Paraguay and Argentina, surrounded by heavily armed bodyguards. He crossed to the Russians in May 1945 and was taken back to the Soviet Union. At the time, I believe, Canaris lacked proof. Our suspicions were largely confirmed when, independently of one another, we found out that Bormann and his group were operating an unsupervised radio transmitter network and using it to send coded messages to Moscow. When the OKW monitors reported this, Canaris demanded an investigation; but word came back that Hitler himself had emphatically forbidden any intervention: he had been informed in advance by Bormann of these Funkspiele, or fake radio messages, he said, and he approved them. This was the sum of our knowledge at the end of the war. Canaris and I both realized it was out of the question to put watchdogs on Bormann, the most powerful man next to Hitler in the Nazi hierarchy. And neither of us was in any position to denounce the Reichsleiter with any prospect of success. The disdain Hitler had shown for my own intelligence summaries, however right they had later proven, was one factor, and the increasingly exposed position of Canaris and the Abwehr was another. The smallest slip would have put an end to our investigations, and probably to us as well. Canaris described to me his grounds for suspecting Bormann and told me what he assumed to be the reasons for his treachery. He would not exclude the possibility that Bormann was being blackmailed, but he was inclined to see the real motives in the Reichleiter’s immense and insatiable ambition – he was tortured by complexes toward the milieu in which he found himself, and driven by ambition to succeed Hitler when the day came. We know of course how cunningly Bormann succeeded in bringing first Goering and then Goebbels into discredit with Hitler, for they were his great rivals. It was not until after 1946, when I headed my own intelligence organization, that I had an opportunity to look into Bormann’s mysterious escape from Hitler’s Berlin bunker and his subsequent disappearance. Some time later I received conclusive proof of Bormann’s postwar movements. During the 1950s I was passed two seperate reports from behind the Iron Curtain to the effect that Bormann had been a Soviet agent and had lived after the war in the Soviet Union under perfect cover as an adviser to the Moscow governement, and has died in the meantime.

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