Andrea De Lotto

Saturday, March 9, 2024, 8 p.m., Teatro alla Scala. The contemporary ballet “Madina” is about to be performed. The theater is full, but strangely the orchestra is not in its “pit.” Darkness, silence. From the side of the still-closed curtain,…

Dear pilot of the Israeli army, We’ve never met; my name is Andrea, I am an elementary school teacher, and I live in Italy. Here on my side of the Mediterranean, we watch what happens on the other side as…

Leonard Peltier, a native american, member of the American Indian movement, accused in 1975 of having killed two FBI agents, was condemned to two life sentences without any proof. Since then, even the judges themselves have asked for him to…

This event had been launched a few days earlier by an international network that invited people to count down to New Year’s Eve by asking that the fire cease, by calling for a ceasefire in many squares. In Milan, they…

Piazza Santo Stefano, 4 pm on January 1st, on the occasion of the 57th World Day of Peace, called by the community of Sant’Egidio, at least 200 people arrive, a good part of them immigrants. They remember the violence in…

La Scala Theatre in Milan, Saturday, Dec. 23, 2 p.m., dress rehearsal for the Christmas concert. Orchestra and choir are “in plain clothes,” the audience is “popular,” no one has paid. Now and then the conductor stops the orchestra players,…

I’m in Marina di Carrara these summer days and I take the opportunity to try and meet the crew of the Open Arms, which is stopped in port by the decision of our government. Overcoming some difficulties and after an…

Finally, I managed to get on the Open Arms, after the misadventures of the day before. I first meet the captain and then have a long chat with the nurse who is in her med-box taking inventory. We sit down…

Why don’t we dare to say it? Better one migrant dead at sea than one more who disembarks. Period. But not having the courage to say this simple truth, they make some word games, even propeller games. Four or five…

A year is always a year, but when you’re almost 79 and you’ve been locked up in a maximum security prison for 47 and a half years, time hangs really heavy. 26th of June was the 48th anniversary of the…