Mentre Whitney Houston moriva per cause ancora ignote al Beverly Hilton di Los Angeles, gettando nello sgomento tutti i suoi fan (ancora numerosi, nonostante i disastrosi, tragici ultimi anni), io mi stavo lambiccando il cervello con un altro quesito che immagino, al pari dell'autopsia, avra' una sua risposta a breve.Ma chi era quel genio che, mentre la Concordia affondava, stava tranquillo a filmare tutto quello che accadeva, salvo poi correre per i corridoi della nave in cerca di... ? Salvezza? Altri scoop? Per me si tratta di un possessore di iPhone con qualche velleita' giornalistica - a meno che la bionda moldava non stesse invece facendo un filmatino ricordo del suo capitano coraggioso. Proprio qualche giorno fa, avevo preannunciato che la nevicata su Roma avrebbe dato solo una tregua di pochi giorni a Schettino... ecco cosa si stava preparando per lui una volta sciolti i ghiacci.
Staremo a vedere.
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While Whitney Houston was crossing the threshold, something out of the ordinary happened in the Jing.
NCPA presented a Li Yugang's production called "Si Mei Tu" (Paintings of the Four Beauties - or something like that). The performance was inspired in the life (or myth) of four beautiful women, who lived in different ages of imperial China. They were so beautiful that: one made fish drown (apparently because they forgot how to swim); one made birds crash to the ground (apparently because they forgot how to fly); one made the moon shy away (apparently there was an eclipse); one made the flowers to decay (apparently nobody watered them).
This made us think of an article ourselves read in an Italian newspaper, where somebody was affirming that Italy and China were the sole two Cultural Superpowers. Both countries' millenary cultural traditions uphold this claim.
So, what's the point?!?!?
Ourselves believe that countries with such longstanding cultural traditions end up sharing myths and folks that are akin. And this is the case of Si Mei, the four beauties.
In Napoleon-invaded Rome, at the beginning of the XIX century, some believers supported the beatification cause of a lady called Quartina (that means "daughter number 4", as the number of the Chinese beauties).
Why Quartina deserved to be Blessed? Because se had a rose rot and a cat pass away (is there's any difference with fish drowning or birds and flowers dying?).
An enlightened Roman aristocratic that goes by the name of Onofrio del Grillo asked himself if Quartina was truly Blessed or indeed a jinx.
Having that in mind, ourselves can draw two conclusions:
1) Romans are cynical;
2) it takes one, and not four, to bring bad luck ...
Is it a louse or a man who wrote this piece of pure poetry? ;-)
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