Perchè tutti abbiamo bisogno di pensare che esista sempre una possibilità diversa.
Perchè io e il Socio, in particolare, in questi giorni abbiamo bisogno di appoggiarci ai muri, stringere i denti e lavorare, cercando di assegnare le giuste priorità, di trovare ogni giorno un equilibrio tra quello che pensiamo e quello che possiamo dire, tra pro e contro, tra spingere e tirare.
Perchè come le fanno gli Americani, ‘ste cose, nessuno.
Perchè alla fine il risultato estetico, al di là del senso delle parole, che pure abbiamo imparato a memoria a furia di sentirle, è strepitoso. Perchè non ci importa granchè del fatto politico, quanto ci importa di sentire che siamo in sintonia, per un’alchimia del destino, con persone così lontane e diverse e altre da noi, che dicono cose che sentiamo nostre, oggi.
Perchè la stanza è la nostra e – almeno per un altro pò – mandiamo a tutto volume quel cazzo che ci pare.
Per tutti questi motivi, ed altri ancora, che hanno a che fare con l’amicizia e il sostenersi nei momenti difficili, con il ricordarci domani questi giorni difficili solo con tre parole, e una melodia, per tutto questo,
YES, WE CAN
It was a creed written into the founding documents that declared the destiny of a nation.
Yes we can.
It was whispered by slaves and abolitionists as they blazed a trail toward freedom.
Yes we can.
It was sung by immigrants as they struck out from distant shores and pioneers who pushed westward against an unforgiving wilderness.
Yes we can.
It was the call of workers who organized; women who reached for the ballots; a President who chose the moon as our new frontier; and a King who took us to the mountaintop and pointed the way to the Promised Land.
Yes we can to justice and equality.
Yes we can to opportunity and prosperity.
Yes we can heal this nation.
Yes we can repair this world.
Yes we can.
We know the battle ahead will be long, but always remember that no matter what obstacles stand in our way, nothing can stand in the way of the power of millions of voices calling for change.
We have been told we cannot do this by a chorus of cynics…they will only grow louder and more dissonant ……….. We’ve been asked to pause for a reality check. We’ve been warned against offering the people of this nation false hope.
But in the unlikely story that is America, there has never been anything false about hope.
Now the hopes of the little girl who goes to a crumbling school in Dillon are the same as the dreams of the boy who learns on the streets of LA; we will remember that there is something happening in America; that we are not as divided as our politics suggests; that we are one people; we are one nation; and together, we will begin the next great chapter in the American story with three words that will ring from coast
to coast; from sea to shining sea —
Yes. We. Can.