It 's been only one day that Silvio Berlusconi has been indicted to stand trial on charges of paying for sex an under-age prostitute. And someone in the street, already wonders how many more days it'll have to wait before Silvio Berlusconi will resign. How many more days before Berlusconi, hidden behind the brown glasses of his car, will abandon forever palazzo Grazioli...

From some time the buses no longer stop on via del Plebiscito. Matter of public policy. But, in this February afternoon that drawing to a close, the order appears to be under control such that the two policemen, in front of Palazzo Grazioli, appear relaxed, as in a normal day, and they can afford even to speak with the people who pass heedless of the hurdles behind which the cameramen begin to amass, with the resignation of those who imagine that the wait is already long and exhausting: When will Silvio Berlusconi come out? For the moment, the foreigners look like the most curious...

  Must have been the bodies of Christ and the marble bishops, hoisted to the top of the Basilica of San Giovanni, to see the first patch of light emerging from the east. Yesterday, all those statues were in that their sailors posture. Trying to understand, with desperate stillness, the elusive horizon. The meteo bulletin says that the first ray of sun has to be appeared at thirty-five minutes past seven...

There are evenings in which you feel the need to make a report of the day, almost in anticipation of having to provide an alibi to whom, in the future, will ask you: "tell me exactly what you did the afternoon of...."  It was just past the 4.30 p.m., when I went out from work, on the friday we do an hour less, and I started on the Tiber. The water, I remember, had  foil reflections and you could feel only the verses of the gulls, harrowing for as looked like childrens's cries...