From
Oliver Meier
Inhuman, me? After the refugee drama off the coast of Calabria, Matteo Piantedosi, Italy’s non-party interior minister, has to defend himself against the accusation that he lacks humanity, that elementary emotion in his heart. The newspapers write that he is “in the storm”. A storm that Piantedosi touched himself with a few memorable, disturbing sentences. In front of the cameras, in a press conference. While they laid out sixty-three corpses in the gymnasium of Cutro. Also those of children, fourteen in all.