Acerra reporters teased and fenced

Acerra incinerator, October 28, at 11. Called for a press conference by Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi, who wants to make the point on the waste emergency in Campania, I and colleagues find that the private room at the meeting is unbecoming of a closet just over 10 square meters, less than twenty meters from the processes plant. There are just thirty chairs, including eight reserved for 'authority'. Berlusconi is inspecting the inside of incinerators: tour off limits to reporters, allowed only a few camera.

A diligent security officer of Premier, tells us that the press conference will begin after noon. We are packed like sardines. There are at least a hundred people, and moreover it was not difficult to foresee a boom in credit, given the theme of the conference and the expectation around the words of Berlusconi, and the trash is back to flood Naples and the press turned on again a spotlight on a new sexual scandal President of the Council.

Meander lines. One of the most popular: If you intend to resolve the emergency, such as organizing press conferences, we are ruined. It's hot. There is no air. You will suffer. When everything finally seems ready for the arrival of the premier, the diligent security officer of the above makes a stern face and points his finger at reporterswho,due to overcrowding are waiting standing and intend to follow up the conference, to the right of the conference table. "You have to go out for security reasons. Here you can not stand. " They fear that we throw a statue at the head of Berlusconi? The undersigned is one of the unfortunate. Neither the fact helps him to qualify as a journalist of 'il Fatto'. Indeed. The official insisted there is targeting. Then there appease: "So you will not be a press conference, they will only statements and there are no questions, there are outside speakers and follow everything." At that point all complain, that we should have called for? The fact is that, by citizens who still believe in the sincerity of the institutions, my colleagues and I remained standing and position ourselves we move outside, on the other side of that kind of prefabricated disguised as a press room, where he probably first guarded the brums and rags. Then there's the civil protection 'fencing' with the hurdles positioned as a kind of barrier between our position and the front door of the incinerator, where a summit concluded Berlusconi will have to go out, and Caldoro and Bertolaso, to cover the twenty meters that separate them from the place of the press conference. I and several colleagues at the Sole 24 Ore, of Rome, of Metropolis, some local newspapers, we remain open, with no possibility to move, trapped by the barriers. Only thing missing is for someone to throw us the peanuts.

Flash reaches Him. Cameras in action. Conference. Then you open to questions. And he unleashes the anger of those left out and can not ask them. The undersigned would like to ask the Prime Minister where he intends to locate the fourth incinerator I apologize to readers if I failed to do my duty to the end. But it was not my fault.