Casavatore, between coffee and pastries they try to decide the future mayor

Casavatore. They all put themselves on display as if they were the novelty despite the administrative and management vacuum that some of them have represented in recent years. And even if Casavatore politics has become glamorous, the political storm that sent the mayor home early Louis Sweater by his allies and the so-called snipers even after having supported him, it seems to have had no effect.

And following these first steps of the “Campo largo” laboratory dreamed of by the “eminences grise”, with the blessing of some regional and European referents, it seems like reliving something old, already seen, it seems like witnessing a lullaby with the now defunct and failed teams of recycled politicians, to repeat the same things.

A reheated soup, of a Christian Democrat center-left that lives on slogans, on ready-made phrases, on a policy of let's sit around a table, let's find ourselves old fogeys, losers, entrepreneurs, professionals and let's talk about the problems of ordinary people, of the last, let's continue to talk and if we don't find an agreement, never mind we'll come to terms with it or we'll wink at someone from the opposition or outside who has shown himself to be cosmic nothingness.

In the meantime, there is no news of the center-right that is sailing in limbo while the birth of the "block of Maglione's loyalists" appears increasingly likely, who will run with their own mayor to avoid the election of their opponents in the first round. In short, a bit here and a bit there, thanks to the failure of the project to create a single party.

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