the interview and those (strange) voices – Libero Quotidiano

Good wind. A way like any other to say goodbye. The last act of the most successful political drama of the last few months at Rai could certainly not be missing: the perfect imaginary martyrdom. He dies with Serena Bortone who concluded her first (and perhaps only) season at the helm of RaiTre’s new weekend program with the evocative title: Chesarà… con i ellipsis. «I have been honored to work with you in this great public service company of ours. I thank you at home, viewers who have followed us and supported us and who have grown episode after episode. I wish you a good summer and good winds”, indeed. May it take us, or rather, may it take it where we don’t know. Almost a subdued and longed-for question to his innermost self. What will be…

After all, Bortone, as well as being a Rai journalist, press officer for the first Pd Primaries and then ranking presenter of the RaiUno afternoon, is now also a writer. She was also appreciated. And even underlined by the competition, read in the Mediaset entry, where Serena, winking in a not-so-subtle way, implied to her interviewer Silvia Toffanin, presenter of Verissimo, that if a call from Cologno arrived, she would fly to great rush from that Viale Mazzini which proved ungrateful to her, the only one left to put her face to it. At least on the third channel. Trying, almost in vain, to hold high the flag of a TeleKabul, in the opinion of the left, dying or surviving without an identity. But Serena was there. Like a martyr without the possibility of waving the palm. Forced to remain silent, without even being able to make a post on social media against that company that first removed her from RaiUno’s afternoon show, then put her in the closets vacated by the other luxury exile, Fabio Fazio.

DOUBTS ABOUT THE FUTURE
What will you do instead, Serena? Or better than her, now, What will it be… And who knows. Many people ask this (especially bloggers who deal with television every day, much less ordinary people, who are more attentive to the start date of Temptation Island. Now that the weekly martyrology is over, the last cross has also been cast (that of the Decima Mas) in the lead of Vannacci and various right-wing parties (obviously fascist), what remains to prove to the most anti-fascist of the anti-fascists, Bortone?

Yet if you think about it, in her own way – given the results she was achieving – she was also skilled. At least she succeeded in the feat which until the Scurati case seemed like an impossible mission: to create hype, chatter and debate around her broadcast which, before 20 April (simulated censorship weekend in Scurati) perhaps her relatives and not even all her friends watched . A reality demonstrated by the repeated peaks below 3% share. It must be said that Antonio Scurati, the writer who wrote the M. saga, was the perfect partner in the political drama. And the result, although not transcendental, was nevertheless there. The share shallows have repopulated a bit with heads. Nothing so transcendental but something has moved. In fact, in the last two months of broadcast, Chesarà… has held its own against the network average, consistently reaching over 4% share and exceeding 5% in the midst of the Scurati case and then in the episode of 2 June last, up to closing with an almost triumphant 6.11% average and 908 thousand spectators in the grand finale of the season.

And then, ultimately, Serena Bortone, despite the Auditel and the great outcry from a permanent rally, until today no one has questioned her. Rumor has it that, in fact, the latest, somewhat mischievous interview with the outgoing CEO Roberto Sergio wasn’t even that well received by the very political party by which Serena feels persecuted. The journalist, in fact, specified, before the evocative greetings, that if the fascists weren’t there she would be working in silence. But if there wasn’t that Rai that her friends continue to call TeleMeloni, making her work, who would bother? Who knows if Serena really asked herself this to the end.