Here we are, as always, with the usual phallocracy seasoned with a bit of racism and a pinch of homophobia: the national volleyball team is eliminated by Serbia at the Olympics and the opportunity becomes greedy to shoot chained balls against Paola Egonu, guilty of being a woman, black, guilty confesses to having loved a woman and moreover to having been chosen as the Olympic standard-bearer, hitting the susceptibility of those who have the macho and Aryan model as their only horizon.
We start from the usual delirious Adinolfi who compulsively tweets: “More and more convinced that the decision to make Paola Egonu the Olympic banner for non-sporting reasons has harmed the sporting qualities of the 22-year-old. Certain honors are then granted, Vanessa Ferrari would have deserved recognition and Egonu would have felt less of a star ”.
A masterpiece: a political failure, bad moralist, editor of a newspaper that reads no one, judges an award-winning volleyball player considered one of the strongest players in the world. Too strong the temptation to crush a black woman after a defeat, too irrepressible the envy that drips from every word. The opportunity to put these women who allow themselves to be winners is too tempting: the new witches, for the many Adinolfi around, are women who are too happy and too successful.
Alongside Adinolfi obviously the whole troop of those who just can’t convince themselves that being blacks and Italians is an offense to their idea of homeland is unrolled: for them he has not lost Paola Egonu, they have lost the blacks, it is always the old one ( and terrible) history of the superiority of the race. They are ashamed to say it like that (they are cowards by nature) and so they play side by side using volleyball.
Then there is journalism, certainly bad journalism: if they are women they must inevitably be frivolous and therefore the defeat turns out to be all the fault of social networks. What geniuses: if we had known that to win the Olympics it would have been enough to uninstall Instagram at this point we would have a shape of gold medals. If a man loses it is the fault of his being poor while if he loses a woman it is the fault of the selfies: the important thing is to insist on the representation of feminine habits.
But mind you, this is not a question of typhus: here we need an alleged black lesbian to send a message to everyone else: you have lost, you are not worthy to represent us, you are something else. The Olympics and volleyball are just an opportunity to express your bad nature. Still. Once again.