I waited a few days before writing this piece. Not for lack of things to say—I had plenty—but because I can't stand the idea of using someone's death as a springboard for engagement. That social media automatism whereby, when a prominent figure falls, everyone rushes to position themselves, to demonstrate…
I told the train that passes only once in a lifetime, "No thanks! I have comfortable shoes and good legs. I'll walk." Then I told the second, the third, the fourth... And I even told the first one when it passed again. Well, I asked myself that too. Is it true? Or is it one of those...
Why between the US and Europe, I still choose the Old Continent—data in hand. A few days ago, I came across a video reel comparing the US and the European Union on a series of social indicators. Little flags, red and green numbers, dramatic music. The classic content that requires three seconds of attention and three years of belief…
Sometimes I wonder what would happen if I could go back in time. Not to change anything—I'm not that presumptuous—but to take notes. This is one of those posts. We're in Padua, the first Sunday in May 1326. The city is in the hands of Marsilio da Carrara, Cangrande della Scala blows on…
Women are wonderful beings. Late women, moreover, are capable of manifesting powers that defy the laws of known physics, and probably even some yet to be discovered. They pass you on the freeway at gravitational detachment speeds—that threshold beyond which time slows down and matter behaves nondeterministically…
How the world is spending billions a day building a silicon God—and why the light might actually go out. There's one thing the CEOs of Microsoft, Google, Amazon, Meta, and Oracle have in common right now. It's not a passion for innovation. It's not a vision of the future. It's the fear of arriving…
Saturday afternoon. A conversation overheard. "I don't celebrate April 25th. It's not my holiday." Said with the calm, almost proud, confidence of someone who believes they're saying something courageous. Instead of saying it quietly, as one does when they suspect they're saying something stupid, he said it out loud...
There's a line Laura wrote that I can't get out of my head. "Do you know how long it takes for a cover to dry? You don't know. There's no timer." I could have written it. Word for word. Except I'm not talking about covers—I'm talking about certain musical passages that you can't rush,…
Say it out loud. John Ternus. It sounds like the name of a mutant in a Marvel Studios movie, the one with the power to bend metal with his mind or project force fields at his enemies. But no: he's Apple's new CEO, effective September 1, 2026. He's led the company's hardware—…
There's a man—let's call him Riccardo—who turns on the phone every evening and gets angry. There's not enough work, prices are rising, a distant war that seems to have nothing to do with him. Yet he votes, comments, gets angry. Always in the wrong direction. A legitimate anger. Real. Absolutely right. Too bad it's always, systematically, directed in the wrong place. And no,…
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