date » 03-04-2026 08:41
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tags » video killed radio, passion jesus christ, tradition cristian rite holy week, thumberwald, shopping uber alles, barile sacred procession basilicata italy, southern rite holy week,
Video Killed the Radio Star. Un tempo e chissà quanto lontano la RaA sharp analysis, compà, that sounds almost like a requiem for silence and sanctity because the picture where the white noise of the digital age has replaced the slow heartbeat of memory.
To honor the soundtrack (in headline) Video Killed the Radio Star, belongs to the Buggles, it was the first video broadcast by MTV in 1981, marking the very beginning of the end I describe: the transition from the imagination of hearing to the tyranny of sight. I think comparison to Renzo’s capons (Manzoni writed Promessi sposi) is fiercely relevant. While we bicker over screens just a few inches wide (iPhone/Android), convinced we are exercising critical thought, the pot of consumerism awaits us all the same.
Once, silence was not absence, but presence. The classical music (during The Holy Week from Italian Radio Broadcast) I mentioned did not serve to fill the void, but to measure it. Today, compulsive scrolling (iPhone/Android) is the opium used to avoid hearing that memento mori that silence inevitably brings. What I call a global tournament is the gamification of existence: we no longer live the event, we consume it just to display it, stripping it of all metaphysics.
The reference of global News to Cardinal Pierbattista Pizzaballa (Italian Franciscan friar, ordained a Bishop, who serves as the Latin Patriarch of Jerusalem that Dante’s put the door of Inferno in Divine CommedyJerusalem highlights the paradox of a Holy Land that, once the center of the spirit, has become a chessboard of interests where divide et impera is the only true liturgy remaining.
While the world scrolls, in Barile, the Lucanian land still holds its pace. In fact There, the Sacred Procession (refers to Gospels) is not an image on a screen, but dust, sweat, and flesh. It is the moment when the characters of the Gospels stop being distant icons and become neighbors, in a representation that is still community and not audience.
It is curious how, to find a sense of reality, one must return to watching those (actors) who walk barefoot on the stones of the Barile (land of Vulture in South Italy), far from the glare of the progress that I have so aptly described. In the end, between shopping and algorithms, perhaps the only true rebellion left is that very "meditation" the radio of the past knew how to impose: to stop and listen to the void.
Ps. On this day, the clou of Passion Week, the streets of Barile town Lucania region in southern Italy’s income alive with a Sacred Procession that retraces the steps and characters of the Gospel accounts end on Golgotha
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