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The “Norma Cossetto – February 10th” Award goes to Lucio De Priamo
The Roman lawyer made available to Rai unpublished images of the recovery of the bodies from the Julian foibe. "I fought with pride to bring to light this page of censored history, but I did nothing exceptional: I only carried out my duty as an Italian," said with emotion the lawyer Lucio De Priamo, awarded the "Norma Cossetto - 10 Febbraio" Prize on Wednesday 27 June at the Sala del Carroccio of the Municipality of Rome. The 10 Febbraio Committee had awarded this recognition in its first edition to Simone Cristicchi and Jan Bernas, for their work of disseminating the history of the eastern border carried out in a masterly manner...
Second edition of the “Norma Cossetto – February 10th” Award
The “Norma Cossetto – 10 Febbraio” award, strongly desired by the Comitato 10 Febbraio – a social promotion association that for over ten years has been involved in the celebrations of the anniversary of the Day of Remembrance and the dissemination of the history of Italianness in the Eastern Adriatic – has reached its second edition. The first saw the awarding of the prize, on Monday 21 December 2015 at the Press Room of the Chamber of Deputies, to Simone Cristicchi and Jan Bernas, in recognition of the meritorious dissemination work carried out through the theatrical show “Magazzino 18” which deals precisely with the drama of the Istrian, Julian and Dalmatian exodus. Both the Roman artist...
On holiday in Vrsar: from the balcony above my house
I am sitting on a comfortable armchair on a balcony, in Vrsar, above what is, was, my house. I am, perhaps, ten meters from my parents' bedroom, the room where I was born. My house is a few meters from me, never been so far away. It is silent. Can you say that a house is alone? The impression I get, looking at it, is solitude, a great, immense, desolate solitude. The laughter, the games, the shouts of us children, the voices of the adults that overlapped, the people who came in and out of the "workshop" are only memories, mine, the ones that follow me - do they haunt me? - all my life. I have been in Vrsar for a few days but the ...
“Damnatio memoriae”
Annamaria Muiesan, from Piranese, in “My Red Suit with Bamboo Buttons” asks herself what memory is. “A tool to learn from lived experiences or to give rise to anxiety, torment, regrets?” The lived experiences. Speaking, comparing myself with relatives, friends, acquaintances, with the Exiles, there has never been anyone who said they regretted the choice they made. Never regretted having wanted to continue to belong to that Homeland in which we were born, never regretted having taken, with anguish, the terrible decision to abandon it. For me, what is memory? How do I experience it? It is certainly anxiety: That anxiety that...
The Silence of the Living
We publish this beautiful poem written by our member Giorgio Valdes from Sestu (CA) The silence of the living The gazes are bowed and the wounds bleed on the daisy field and on the boots of the torturers. A few more moments to hope to die with the caress of the sun and the wind entrusting the last breath to the oleanders in bloom. But the sinkhole is near, in it the darkness is dense as lava of horror. The vanquished implore mercy with a bullet straight to the heart. But there is only one shot in the gun, it is destined for the first in line. He will be the surrendered and silent weight dragging the train of men towards the abyss of rocks...
On the Macerata choirs, we expect an apology from the institutions
The February 10 Committee expresses shock and indignation for what happened yesterday in Macerata. During the demonstration organized by various so-called 'anti-fascist' groups, to protest against the violence resulting from the very serious news events of the past few days, in our opinion inappropriately established on a sensitive and delicate day such as that of the Remembrance of the victims of the foibe and the subsequent Julian-Dalmatian exodus, the country witnessed a gratuitous and indecent barbarity: choirs singing "How beautiful it is to do the foibe from Trieste down". These people have in this way vilified thousands of totally innocent deaths, including many...
Red Foiba. Norma Cossetto, story of an Italian
The graphic novel "Foiba rossa. Norma Cossetto, storia di un'italiana," written by Emanuele Merlino and illustrated by Beniamino Delvecchio, will be presented on Tuesday, February 6th at 17:30 PM in the Sala Regina of the Chamber of Deputies, published by Ferrogallico. Norma Cossetto, a 23-year-old student, was tortured, raped, and thrown into the sinkholes during the September days of 1943 by Tito's communist partisans. More than 70 years have passed. The unspeakable anti-Italian violence in Istria, which culminated in two horrific outbreaks of deportations, summary killings, torture, drownings, and sinkholes—the first in the months following the armistice of September 8th...
The Spirito – De Felice Foundation presents its archives
The Tamaro, Mazzolini, Massi and Papo funds concern the eastern Italian border Last December 15, the Ugo Spirito and Renzo De Felice Foundation, with the contribution of the General Directorate of Libraries and Cultural Institutes of the MIBACT, held the conference “Italian political cultures in the archives of the Ugo Spirito and Renzo De Felice Foundation” at its headquarters in Piazza delle Muse in Rome. Donations, acquisitions and book material available to the institute allowed the speakers to range over the Catholic right, nationalism, liberalism, monarchist politics, irredentism, neo-fascism and national trade unionism: while waiting for the proceedings of the day...
The Cold War on the Eastern Border
Indian and New Zealand army officers, British and US secret service agents, Nazi leaders and Yugoslavian partisan commanders intertwine their stories around Trieste, a city contested between the Anglo-Americans and the “Titoites” in the pages of “Flashpoint Trieste. The first battle of the Cold War” (Libreria Editrice Goriziana, Gorizia 2017) by historian and journalist Christian Jennings. The final push of the allied armies that moved up the peninsula from the summer of 43 onwards was due not so much to the desire to favor co-belligerent Italy in safeguarding what was its border with Yugoslavia, but rather to the need...
Nino Benvenuti: I need your help to tell my Istria
Dear friends, if math is not an opinion, on April 26th I will be 80 years old. I have climbed into a ring over 200 times and I have so many memories, many of which I have shared with you. Do you remember how many of us there were on the night of April 17th 1967? Together with me, in the ring, there were ideally 18 million Italians, with their ears glued to the radio for Paolo Valenti's live broadcast, rejoicing for the conquest, at Madison Square Garden in New York, of the world middleweight title. But there is one memory, above all, to which I am particularly attached. It is that of our land. Of Istria, of Dalmatia. I would like to make a contribution to this land, to continue to keep alive the...
