There are "men," even here, who scare me.
But not because they have different ideas than mine, rather because they react recklessly to what they think - perhaps - they do not approve of.

For those who don’t know, the mastermind behind Mia’s murder was the pedophile Gianni Boncompagni, who when he was directing and had to deal with her would say:
"Guys, turn everything off, we’ve got bad luck here!"

It all started from a Tour during which the young Artist was supposed to be in the van with her musicians (that’s what they called those who knew how to play), but since she had her own things, she stayed at a Motel, promising to join them the next day.

They all died in a car accident.

That people still think like this - bad luck, jinx, superstition, ignorance: equals violence, intolerance, and so on - makes me want to vomit.
And long live Pippo Baudo!
Someone, I hope, will understand why

Mia Martini - Gli uomini non cambiano (Live-RSI 1992) diceva: ignoranza: