Its olive trees ravaged by the Xylella pandemic and its fields parched by drought, Salento is literally a tinderbox. Small fires break out all the time, and where once you would have seen crowds of people working frantically to save their family’s trees, today you see absolutely nothing, as trunks that stood for centuries burn and crumble into ashes, and nobody cares.
(VERSIONE ITALIANA) Among the countless popular mobilizations that are taking place in Italy during this second wave of the Coronavirus pandemic, there is one nobody seems to care about, the struggle of nurses to obtain better working conditions.
A sign on a café in Venezia reads “I have always complied with the regulations and the decrees. I have always enforced social distancing, masks and hand-sanitizer. I will not close”.
Giuseppe Ciciriello racconta L’Odissea
La Notte Verde di Castiglione d’Otranto, una passeggiata tra le campagne del Salento colpite dalla Xylella per parlare di limiti, riforestazione e dei fantasmi del paesaggio, con la Casa delle AgriCulture Tullia e Gino.