Michele Santoro
Annozero

Yes, because Santoro has his own preferences, right?

And Travaglio has nothing better to do than to mock Berlusconi, right?

And Fauro? What the heck is Fauro doing? A damn cartoonist, right?

Exactly.

Poor Rai 2, what do you understand about television. You broadcast Annozero on your schedule not realizing it’s a double-edged sword. The quality is there and it shows, but a minimum of equal time wouldn’t hurt to guide Michele Santoro’s nonchalance to the right channel.

"And then they say Rai is mine..." said Berlusconi when he argued with Lucia Annunziata.

Good thing Rai is his. If it weren't, perhaps myriad communists would have feasted on Forza Italia supporters with mustard. And it’s not a delicacy, believe me. Annozero is needed. It's something indispensable in this total confusion in Italy. In this sadness that prevails in those who want to fight for a better Italy, but always achieve poor results from their desire.

The indifference of politics doesn’t help us, nor does the benefit to deputies. The hypocrisy of the moment is incredibly irritating. The reheated soup of politicians can no longer be digested.

Annozero offers a confrontation between ideals, but also very skillfully an abyssal social clash, from both sides.

There are clever mechanisms in inviting the guests, where the viewer can clearly see who is right and who is wrong. It's a massacre game that involves all politicians, even those who have won the battle, because they will go from executioners to victims. Kill me, and I'll kill you.

Santoro is extremely biased, that's known. He silences Bondi and sends him to the confessional. When it comes to Berlusconi, it seems like the joke about the carabinieri from a few days ago. Someone told it to you, and you're still laughing carefree. Fauro is the genius of the situation. He starts in a soft tone, then unfolds scathing cartoons that make you reflect on the bitterness of the issue. Strange that he hasn't been sued yet and that they haven't taken away his suitcase of pencils and papers. Travaglio is the classic man who spoils the party. You see him with his sharp elegance, he's there and already has a list ready, like Scrooge McDuck's debts. On the right, of course.

Margherita Granbassi? The right balance. Between ethics and flavor.

Let’s vote for them.