by Italo Calvino *
Anything trying to write to express my admiration for Ernesto Che Guevara, for how he lived and how he died, it seems out of tune. I hear his laughter which I replied, full of irony and pity. I am here, sitting in my study, among my books, in the fake peace and prosperity pretending, I spend a short period of my job to write, without any risk of a man who has willingly assumed all risks, which has not accepted the fiction of 'a temporary peace, a man who asked himself and the other the greatest self-sacrifice, believing that any savings sacrifices now will pay tomorrow with a sum of even greater sacrifices,
Guevara is for us this reminder of the absolute gravity of all As regards the revolution and the future of the world, this radical critique each act that only serves to fix our coscienze.In this sense, he will remain at the center of our discussions and our thoughts, so yesterday was alive today as in death. It 's a presence that does not ask us or consents surface or formal acts of homage, they would amount to misunderstand, to minimize the extreme severity of his lecture. The "line that" demands a lot from men, demands a lot both as a method of struggle is how the perspective of society that must arise from the struggle. Faced with so much consistency and courage in bringing the ultimate consequences thought and life, mostriamoci first modest and sincere, aware of what the "line of Che" means-a radical transformation not only of society but of human nature , starting with ourselves-and conscious of what separates us from putting it into practice.
Discussion Guevara with all who approached him, the long discussion on his short life (-action debate, discussion senz'abbandonare never shotgun), it will not be interrupted by his death, continue to flood. Even for a casual partner and unknown (how could I be in a group of guests, one afternoon in 1964, in his office at the Ministry of Industry) his meeting could not remain a marginal episode. The discussions that count are those who continue then silence, in thought. In my mind the debate that has continued with all these years, more and more time passed he had ragione.Anche now dying in setting in motion a struggle that will not stop, he continues to be always right.
October 1967
Che Guevara was killed in Bolivia October 9, 1967, and the aforementioned text by Italo Calvino was written October 15, 1967 in Paris (where he lived for several months with his wife argentina: it was the day of his 44th birthday ). It was first published in English in Cuba in January 1968 in the magazine "Casa de las Americas" (in a special issue dedicated entirely to the "Che"). Instead, the full original text was published in Italy Italian only 30 years later, in 1998, the number one magazine's "Che" Ernesto Guevara Foundation, chaired by Italian Roberto Massari (based in Aquapendente, Lazio).
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