Ok, I give up. Italy is the land of Pinocchio, and nothing straight can be found in such a crooked timber.
Berlusconi by now should have a nose that goes around the globe three times and comes back to Italy, just in time for the elections.
His last original boutade is that in a sleepless night, he phoned Hot Lines, or Porn Lines, whatever you call it, just to ask the ladies whether they prefer Prodi or Berlusconi.
Needless to say, those charming ladies voted for Berlusconi, 7 out of 10.
This piece of information is obviously false. But it obviously achieves the result of focusing all the talk on the person of Berlusconi, transforming once more the elections into a referendum in favour or against Berlusconi.
I think that we should vote against him, precisely because national elections should never be referendum on a person. Italy does not need an egocentric puppet that constantly begs for attention.
Tonight, we'll have the second, and last, televised debate. Instead of discussing policies, I am ready to bet that Berlusconi will hammer into our heads his image of italian latin lover, with a taste for tastelessness.