From the Alps to the slopes of the mountains, to the rocky Karst all the way to the insular Italy; all over the country there were tears and blood. Italy has entirely been traveled, shaken, bombed, leaving thousands dead. Destroyed lives and lost dignity in the lagers. The war spread under the blue roof of the world. Several years later, after urban reconstructions, a new and better education for our children and oblivion of all the pain, the echoes of moaning have returned. The majority of italians are strangled by a blind politics. They complain of an environmental and moral degradation, of a thoughtless immigration. The humanism and the respect for others have been neglected.