Ah, Election Time

You can tell it’s getting mighty close to election time here in the Living Museum. Berlusconi is on the attack. He’s using his usual ‘Veltroni is a commie’ jibe.

It’s a shame he can’t come up with something a little more original. You know, something like possibly: ‘Veltroni’s a Martian’, or ‘Veltroni’s been regurgitated‘.

Of course Berlusconi is targeting the age old Italian fear of communism, even if there are a good few commies in Italy. Well, Italian style communists, and they are not the same as the Lenin/Stalin lot. No, they are much tamer. But some are much more equal than others.

And there will be a mass exodus from Milan this Friday, as all those from down south who are working up here in north Italy head off home to vote. Postal voting is not possible in Italy – it would be too easy to fiddle.

The trains are all booked up. This coming weekend will not be a good time to travel in Italy, one imagines. Sunday night will be hell too, as this is when all the Southerns will come back to the north.

Just as well the weather is grotty at the moment.