I have always put off reading this work,because of what happened to myself in 1978. Lets just say I had a break from reality for slightly longer then 90 days from sometime in early July to middle of October. For whatever reason, I lost the ability terribly to stay focused on the present. For over two months,I constantly found myself watching 'Albino Luciani'. Thirteen days into the third month, he was poisoned by three men.So I am looking at this work as therapy. His murder changed the course of my life, in such a profound way, I still to this day do not honestly know how I feel about it. Maybe I will talk about those events in future lead in's.Maybe not. What I will say is that if 'Albino Luciani' had lived,we would be looking at a very different planet, with far fewer 'bad evil' men upon it....On with the therapy...

.... At the time of Albino’s birth on October 17th, 1912, his parents Giovanni and Bortola were already caring for two daughters from the father’s first marriage. As a young widower with two girls and lacking a regular job Giovanni would not have been every young woman’s dream come true. Bortola had been contemplating the life of a convent nun. Now she was mother to three children. The birth had been long and arduous and Bortola, displaying an over-anxiety that would become a feature of the boy’s early life, feared that the child was about to die. He was promptly baptized, with the name Albino, in memory of a close friend of his father who had been killed in a blast furnace accident while working alongside Giovanni in Germany. The boy came into a world that within two years would be at war, after the Archduke Francis Ferdinand and his wife had been assassinated.

The first fourteen years of this century are considered by many Europeans to have been a golden age. Countless writers have described the stability, the general feeling of well-being, the widespread increase in mass culture, the satisfying spiritual life, the broadening of horizons and the reduction of social inequalities. They extol the freedom of thought and the quality of life as if it were an Edwardian Garden of Eden. Doubtless all this existed, but so did appalling poverty, mass unemployment, social inequality, hunger, illness and early death. Much of the world was divided by these two realities. Italy was no exception.

Naples was besieged by thousands of people who wanted to emigrate to the USA, or England, or anywhere. Already the United States had written some small print under the heroic declaration, ‘Give me your tired, your poor. Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free.’ The ‘wretched refuse’ now discovered that disease, insufficient funds, contract labour, criminality, and physical deformity were a few of the grounds for rejection from admission to the United States.
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