From Il Sole 24 Ore
of October 23, 2009 ThyssenKrupp
Dead Speciali SpA
Joseph Ceretti
Antonio Schiavone, 36 years, Robert Scola, 32, Bruno Santino, 26 years, Angelo Laurino, 43 years , March Rocco, 54 years Rosario Rodino, 26 years, Giuseppe De Masi, 26y.o.. Who are they and why they become famous?
are seven workers died on the job. Every day in the factories the world takes less than a second to do this number of casualties, a massacre that never ends. Of those seven only one died in an instant, invested by the fire that reduced it as one of those dummies that can be seen on posters in surgeries, a bundle of muscles and nerves. The other took a few hours or days. The last died December 30, 2007, after more than three weeks.
It took such immense grief to give recognition to seven of ThyssenKrupp workers, experts in the fire developed December 6, 2007 at the factory. A combination of culpable neglect and total lack of safety standards. The plant in Corso Margherita 400 Turin had to be closed and no one cared anything, even essential, while there, in Dusseldorf, the German parent company, any protection was implemented. But here in Turin to take care of serving fireproof suits, fire extinguishers discharged if the company will shut down and only the lucky will be able to move the Terni steelworks?
An emblematic story, a chain of irresponsibility and protests unheeded until the tragedy. Before the silence, indifference. Then when those workers have become famous of them is left but a memory. Thyssen executives were indicted. The trial, which began in January, is ongoing.
last witness of the bitter and passionate affair comes from a writer, Alessandro Di Virgilio, and a designer, Manuel De Carli, who signed for the publisher Beccogiallo a story. "ThyssenKrupp SpA special dead" is a comic strip that tells the wisdom of engaging with "Spoon River" Italian flat without making a record but not excepting any of the essential elements of the tragic history, from that moment the fatal at half 6 Line 5 December 2007 in the department of ThyssenKrupp. How effective this formula, the narrative reminds one of the survivors, the former worker ThyssenKrupp, Carlo Marrapodi: "When the boys Beccogiallo told me about a comic book on the massacre, and thinking about Mickey Mouse to Donald I thought it was bullshit. Then I saw her previous work at Porto Marghera, Ustica, the Bologna massacre. I understand that that language could tell our story too ugly to people who otherwise would not have wanted to know anything. With the hope that this work accounts for young Italians what not to be. "
Marrapodi He's right. Written and drawn proceed in unison, incisive and highly expressive of the tragedy when, in mild nostalgia and remembering to come back pregnant at the time of the complaint. Many of the earliest proposed plans with insistence, details of faces, arms, legs, hands, objects in the dining room and kitchen. Traces of a normal forever denied to seven people. What is left of their aspirations are delivered to the poignant memory of family members: "My son Joseph hated the factory, noise, machinery. His great dream was to be an actor. As a boy had called to audition. But it was done to make the worker ".
It 's a better story to read or to see if you do not know and also for those who know. For those who do not know we are rebuilding, the interludes dedicated to workplace accidents and safety for those who know the good exercise of memory that maintains high hurdles. Even when the process is over, when justice will be done or not, will the silence and loneliness of mothers, fathers, girlfriends, wives and children that no one can fill. Sharp suffering synthesized with such sensitivity by the authors in the small Julia, the only virtual character that opens and closes the story. Julia, struggling with the games, the promise of sweet, the school that Julia will have to live every moment of his future life with the anguish of absence.
What can I say.
Definitely a big thanks to Joseph Ceretti as the universe, the author of the article.
It 's a great pleasure when others fail to grasp exactly what he wanted to convey.
