A History of Italy
A History of Italy
A History of Italy
CHRISTOPHER DUGGAN
ALLEN LANE
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List of Illustrations
List of Maps
Preface
PART ONE:
Awakening, 1796–1815
1 Deliverance, 1796–9
2 Searching for the Nation’s Soul
3 Conspiracy and Resistance
PART TWO:
Preaching, 1815–46
PART THREE:
Poetry, 1846–60
8 Revolution, 1846–9
9 Piedmont and Cavour
10 Unity, 1858–60
PART FOUR:
Prose, 1861–87
PART FIVE:
War, 1887–1918
19 Nationalism
20 The Great War, 1915–18
PART SIX:
Fascism, 1919–43
PART SEVEN:
Parties
27 The Foundations of the Republic, 1943–57
28 The Economic Miracle, 1958–75
References
Index
List of Illustrations
Awakening 1796–1815
Deliverance, 1796–9
Soldiers… Your fatherland has the right to expect great things of you.
Will you live up to its expectations? You still have battles to ght, towns
to capture and rivers to pass. Everyone is burning to carry the glory of
the French people far and wide. Everyone is eager to impose a glorious
peace. Everyone wishes to be able to return to their village and say with
pride: ‘I was in the army that conquered Italy!’ My friends, I promise you
this conquest; but… you must respect the people you are delivering…
People of Italy, the French army is coming to break your chains. Meet it
with con dence.
them in scorn.30
struggle against the excise on foodstu s as if it did not exist in their department.34
But even more damaging than divisions between city and city was
the division between the cities and the countryside. During the early
1790s peasants in some parts of Italy had occasionally voiced their
discontent at taxes, or high food prices, or feudal burdens, using
ideas that had ltered through to them from across the Alps (‘What
payments, what taxes, what Royal Court! We want to do it like the
French!’, an angry mob had cried in the piazza of a small southern
Italian town in December 1793 when the council was discussing the
payment of communal taxes to the king);35 but in general the Italian
peasantry had adopted the views peddled by their parish priests and
saw the Revolution in terms of rampant godlessness (as well as
requisitions and more onerous demands from the state – not least
military service). The writer Stendhal’s bucolic description of French
soldiers standing at cottage doors in the spring of 1796 ‘dandling
the housewife’s baby’ and dancing the monferrina and saltarello with
local girls was largely a gment of his imagination.36 Napoleon’s
army met with fear and at times vicious opposition as it advanced
through the northern countryside.
Peasant fears and anger found an outlet in an explosion of
religiosity. In the Romagna and the Marche priests led their
congregations in public prayers, calling for divine mercy against the
sacrilegious ‘beasts’ that had invaded the Papal States. Mass
pilgrimages were staged to the shrine of the Holy House at Loreto.
In Ancona the eyes of the Virgin Mary were seen ickering in a
painting, and as word spread, crowds ocked to the church from all
over the Marche, and the miracle was repeated time and again in
front of the ecstatic onlookers. At Monte Santo, the church bells
were heard ringing in the middle of the night when the building was
empty, and a succession of remarkable cures were reported at the
shrine. ‘It is quite incredible how many images were declared to be
miraculous in those days in Rome and a hundred other places across
the State,’ recorded the father of the great poet Giacomo Leopardi,
‘and how many prints were made of these images, and how many
works were published describing the miracles, and how many
sensible people were convinced of their authenticity.’37
Popular hostility to the French descended into violence in many
places. In May 1796 some 5,000 peasants and artisans stormed into
Pavia and forced the garrison to surrender. A month later in Lugo,
news that the French had seized a silver reliquary of the patron
saint of the town, Saint Illaro, sparked o an orgy of rioting, with
the heads of murdered soldiers being paraded through the streets in
triumph.38 In April 1797 Verona erupted into ve days of vicious
street ghting, and some 200 French soldiers were butchered, to
cries of ‘Viva San Marco! Viva San Marco!’ Very often it was the
clergy who played a leading part in inciting the violence. Among
those arrested and shot by the French in their brutal suppression of
the Verona rising was a priest called Luigi Franzini. The text of a
sermon he had preached, urging the Veronesi to kill ‘these savage
men’ (‘let their blood be a sign of our salvation, for liberty is never
secured without blood’), had been discovered in his house.39
Some of the worst instances of bloodshed occurred in central
Italy. In a bid to strengthen its position in Italy and minimize the
chances of an attack on the Cisalpine Republic from the south, the
French government decided in January 1798 to invade the Papal
States. As the French army led by General Berthier arrived at the
outskirts of the Eternal City, several hundred Roman patriots
gathered in the ruins of the Forum and proclaimed a republic. They
then ascended the Capitol, erected a Tree of Liberty, and hoisted the
Republic’s new ag, a white, red and black tricolour. General
Berthier entered the city and delivered a stirring speech from the
Capitol, full of classical references, in which he exhorted the
Romans to show themselves worthy of their past greatness. The
popular response was swift. Incensed by the Pope’s ight and by a
new law giving civil equality to the Jews, the Trastevere quarter
rose up to cries of ‘Long live Mary, long live the Pope’. The French
suppressed the rising mercilessly. Similar risings (and similarly
brutal suppressions) took place in the months that followed in the
provinces. At Città di Castello, in Umbria, for instance, some 5,000
peasants besieged the town and massacred 300 of its largely French
garrison.40
THE NEAPOLITAN REPUBLIC, 1799
But it was southern Italy, where the gulf between town and country,
rich and poor, was at its greatest, that saw the worst atrocities. In
the wake of the occupation of Rome, relations between France and
the Kingdom of Naples became strained, and in May 1798 King
Ferdinand IV signed an alliance with Austria and stepped up
preparations for war. The destruction of the French eet by Nelson
at the Battle of the Nile on 1 August caused a urry of excitement at
the Neapolitan court (‘Oh brave Nelson, oh victor, saviour of Italy,’
Queen Maria Carolina exclaimed repeatedly); and when Nelson
landed in Naples on 22 September he received a magni cent
reception, with the king rowing out several miles to shake ‘nostro
liberatore’ personally by the hand and bands on the shore playing
‘Rule, Britannia’ and ‘See, the Conquering Hero Comes’. Nelson
stayed with the elderly British ambassador, Sir William Hamilton,
and his vivacious young wife, Emma, who provided him with soft
pillows and baths of asses’ milk.41
On 23 November the Neapolitan army, led by an Austrian,
General Mack (who spoke no Italian), advanced against the Roman
Republic. The French were driven back, and on 29 November
Ferdinand entered Rome proudly on horseback, took up residence in
the Farnese Palace, and issued a proclamation inviting the Pope to
return to the city. But his success was short-lived. Thanks largely to
Mack’s incompetence, the much smaller French forces under
General Championnet were allowed to regroup and counter-attack.
Rome had to be abandoned, 10,000 prisoners were taken, and the
remains of the Neapolitan army were soon eeing in chaos.
Championnet pushed south towards Capua, inducing panic in the
Neapolitan court, and on the night of 21 December the king and
queen slipped secretly out of Naples with Nelson, and sailed for the
safety of Palermo. They left behind a city teetering on the edge of
anarchy.
Naples was by far the largest city in Italy, with a population of
some 400,000. It was a city of enormous extremes, with an opulent
aristocracy, living in grand urban palaces, who divided their time
between the court and the opera house of San Carlo, a small middle
class – made up predominantly of lawyers – and a mass of poor
people, who eked out a precarious living in a myriad, often
ingenious ways, and who were known collectively as the lazzari or
lazzaroni, probably from the saying ‘as naked as Lazarus’.42 These
lazzari elicited horror and admiration in almost equal measure in
foreign observers – ‘the most abominable rabble and loathsome
vermin that ever infested the earth’, according to Charles de Brosses
in his famous travel letters published in 1799; ‘picturesque’,
according to Madame de Staël in her novel Corinne, or Italy, in
1807.43 They had a strong collective identity, and an almost visceral
attachment to the king and the Church – above all to the local
patron saint, San Gennaro, whose blood, preserved in two phials in
the cathedral, miraculously lique ed twice a year as a sign of
benefaction.
When news came through in mid-January that General Mack had
signed a truce with General Championnet, and agreed to hand over
half the kingdom to the French, the lazzaroni took to the streets in
fury, seized the city’s fortresses, opened the prisons, and murdered
anyone suspected of Jacobin sympathies. A group of ‘patriots’ in the
meantime announced the formation of a ‘committee’ to help the
advancing French. Among them was the high-minded journalist and
poet Eleanora Fonseca Pimentel. With the city dissolving into
anarchy, King Ferdinand’s deputy in Naples, Prince Pignatelli, ed
to Sicily, and General Mack handed himself over to the French. A
measure of calm was only restored when the elderly Cardinal
Archbishop of Naples ordered the church bells to be rung and
processed through the centre of the city bearing the phials
containing the blood of San Gennaro. People fell to their knees in
prayer.
On 21 January a yellow, red and blue tricolour appeared above
the Sant’Elmo fortress, and four cannon shots announced the
formation of the Neapolitan Republic. The French advanced into the
city and were met with furious popular resistance, and for two days
the lazzaroni indulged in a spree of looting, burning and murdering.
The patriots from Sant’Elmo supported the French with a heavy rain
of re onto the streets. By the evening of 23 January General
Championnet had secured control of most of the city, and issued an
edict guaranteeing impunity to all who laid down their arms. In a
further conciliatory gesture, he went the following day to the
cathedral, where the archbishop ordered a Te Deum to be sung in
thanksgiving. The seal was then set on the French victory by an
unscheduled liquefaction of San Gennaro’s blood.
The Neapolitan Republic, which emerged under the tutelage of
the French forces, never succeeded in winning popular support. The
new government was composed of lawyers, clerics, writers, and
professors of Greek and botany, and its most pressing concern was
to bring an end to feudalism. A law was promulgated in late
January abolishing entails and primogeniture, but legislation on
feudalism itself got bogged down in discussions about whether
common lands should revert to the barons or to the state. A law was
eventually passed in April, but by then it was too late. High taxes
were another source of popular discontent, with much of the scal
burden being placed onto the peasantry. Accordingly the Republic
soon became synonymous in the minds of the rural masses with the
interests of the propertied, and opposition to it dovetailed with old
class hatreds. ‘At the sound of the tambourine / The poor have
arisen,’ ran a rebel song in Basilicata at this time. ‘At the sound of
the bell / Long live the little men / At the sound of violins / Ever
death to the Jacobins!’44
The leaders of the Republic placed much faith in education as a
way to win over the masses. The draft constitution declared that it
was the duty of all citizens ‘to illuminate and instruct others’, and it
stipulated that special tribunals would be set up in every district to
monitor and correct people’s behaviour.45 Newspapers and journals
with a strongly pedagogic mission proliferated in these months. One
of the most famous was the Monitore napolitano, edited by the
leading patriot Eleanora Fonseca Pimentel. She was acutely aware of
the gulf that separated the uneducated ‘plebs’ from the state, and
she called for speeches to be written and delivered in Neapolitan
dialect, ‘to spread civic instruction to that section of the population
which has no other language but this’, and for popular
entertainments such as puppet shows to represent republican
subjects. The masses, she said, mistrusted the patriots, ‘because they
[did] not understand them’, and a system of ‘national education’
needed to be established to transform the unlettered poor into
responsible members of ‘the people’.46
With the Republic struggling to attract popular support, Queen
Maria Carolina and her lover, the chief minister John Acton, made
plans from Sicily to retake the kingdom. King Ferdinand was more
concerned with hunting, but readily went along with their schemes.
The man they chose to head the counter-revolution was Cardinal
Fabrizio Ru o, a close friend of Maria Carolina and Acton, and
someone renowned for his great courage (and his scandalous love
a airs). Early in February Ru o landed with a small cohort of men
in southern Calabria, where he had feudal estates, and issued a
proclamation to the ‘brave and courageous Calabrians’, urging them
to unite under the ‘standard of the Holy Cross of our beloved
sovereign’, avenge the Pope and the ‘insults to religion, king and
fatherland’, and drive out the ‘sectarian conspirators’ who were
seeking to ‘deprive us of our holy religion, destroy the divine
morality of the Gospels, despoil us of our property, and threaten the
honour of our women’.47
As Ru o advanced north towards Naples, volunteers poured in,
attracted by his promise that those who fought for him would be
rewarded with ‘the goods of patriots… and the pillage of the towns
and lands that openly resisted them’.48 He was true to his word. At
Cotrone, despite o ers from the small garrison of thirty-two French
soldiers to surrender, an assault was ordered, and for two days the
town was ransacked, and men and women, armed and unarmed,
murdered. ‘On the morning of [the third day],’ according to Pietro
Colletta, a contemporary historian, ‘a magni cent altar and an
ornate cross were erected on the site, and after mass had been
celebrated by a warrior priest of the Holy Faith, the cardinal, richly
dressed in purple, lauded the achievements of the previous two
days, pardoned the sins that had been committed in the heat of
battle, and raising his arm aloft, made the sign of the cross, and
blessed his followers.’49
The king urged Ru o on (‘I am saddened by the excessive
leniency that you display towards those who have rebelled against
me,’ he wrote to him on 28 March),50 and other towns in the path of
the ‘Christian Army’ su ered a similar fate to Cotrone’s. Ru o’s
forces, swelled by bandit gangs and escaped prisoners, and
protected from a French attack by British and Russian warships
patrolling the west and east coasts, reached the outskirts of Naples
on 13 June, the feast of Saint Anthony of Padua. By now they
numbered some 40,000 men. At an open-air mass, Ru o placed
them under the protection of Saint Anthony – San Gennaro had
shown his unworthiness by liquefying for the French – and the
following day the assault on the city began.
It was a brutal a air, worse than the slaughter in January, and it
seared itself on the collective imagination for decades. It lasted for
over two weeks. The lazzaroni joined in, roaming the streets with
the Calabrians to cries of ‘Long live the king’, hacking down Trees of
Liberty, ransacking and burning the houses of the rich, looting
monasteries and churches, and murdering anyone who looked like a
supporter of the Republic. Many republicans attempted to conceal
their distinctive owing ‘Jacobin’ haircuts by sticking on false
pigtails, but to little avail. ‘If a Jacobin you want to nd / Pull his
pigtail from behind / If it comes o in your hand / That is a true
Republican’, ran a popular verse at the time.51 The diarist Carlo De
Nicola watched the horror of severed heads and mutilated bodies
with mounting nausea, a disgust that reached a peak on 2 July when
the corpses of two Jacobins were burned, and chunks of their
charred esh were sliced o by the angry mob, passed round ‘even
to children’, and consumed. ‘Here we are in the middle of a city of
man-eating cannibals who eat their enemies.’52
Ru o did his best to limit the carnage by agreeing to a treaty with
the French and republican garrisons holding out in the city’s forts,
but his orders were ruthlessly countered by Nelson – who arrived in
the Bay of Naples with the British eet on 24 June, declared Ru o’s
treaty invalid, and promptly proceeded to have a leading rebel
hanged from the yardarm of one of his ships, and his body ung
into the sea without Christian burial, as a sign that no quarter
should be shown to the enemy. The king and queen were equally set
on revenge. Ferdinand returned to his capital on 10 July, greeted by
rapturous crowds shouting: ‘We want to see our father’, and in the
weeks that followed dozens of patriots were tracked down and then
hanged or decapitated. Among them were distinguished intellectuals
such as Domenico Cirillo, professor of botany at Naples university,
friend of Linnaeus and fellow of the Royal Society in London.
Another was Eleonora Fonseca Pimentel. She went to the sca old on
20 August, her brown skirt tucked modestly around her legs, and
uttering the words of Virgil: ‘Forsan et haec olim meminisse juvabit’ –
‘Perhaps one day even these things will bring pleasure.’ Oblivious to
such erudition, the crowd cheered loudly as she hanged.53
2
I do not believe that all good institutions came from Egypt, Greece,
Thrace or anywhere else you care to name. They arise wherever there
are men. Nature has given us life, and it would be absurd to think that,
needing to breathe in order to preserve it, we had been forced to draw
breath from another people.
poverty… and Italy again became a desert in which men returned to living like beasts.9
The idea of a free and unitary ancient Italian civilization that had
been overrun by the Romans had strong patriotic resonances after
the French reimposed their control over the peninsula from 1800.
Napoleon’s second invasion of Italy in the spring of that year,
following his coup of 18th Brumaire and the creation of the
Consulate, led to a fresh round of constitutional experiments, with
borders once again being rubbed out and redrawn almost at will.
The Cisalpine Republic was reconstituted in Lombardy and Emilia,
with the addition in 1801 of sections of the Veneto, and later of
Modena, the Romagna and the Marche. In 1802 it was restyled the
Italian Republic, and in 1805 the Kingdom of Italy. Piedmont was
made a ‘French military division’ in 1801 before being annexed to
France the following year (Sardinia remained in the hands of the
House of Savoy, under the protection of the British eet). Tuscany
became the Kingdom of Etruria under a member of the Bourbon
family (and was then annexed in 1807). The former republic of
Lucca was made a principality and given to Napoleon’s sister Elisa
in 1805. The south of Italy was conquered in 1806 and became a
kingdom ruled rst by Napoleon’s brother, Joseph, and then by his
brother in law, Joachim Murat. The Papal States were annexed in
1809 and the Pope, Pius VII, carried o to France.
The main hopes of Italian patriots were pinned on the Cisalpine
Republic, and from 1800 Milan was again the centre of discussions
about an independent state. There was talk of a possible federation
for the whole of Italy (Napoleon’s foreign minister, Talleyrand,
favoured such an arrangement) or of a separate northern Italian
kingdom. But Napoleon had little time for these ideas. Napoleon’s
principal lieutenant in the Cisalpine Republic, the widely respected
moderate Count Francesco Melzi d’Eril, accepted the constraints
imposed by Paris, but himself harboured patriotic ambitions. He
hoped that the Republic might, if it was administered e ciently and
produced a good army, become the natural kernel of an Italian
nation, irradiating patriotic virtue and gradually drawing to itself
other territories of the peninsula: ‘No, we are not yet a people; and
we must become one and form ourselves into a nation, strong
through unity, happy through wisdom, independent through true
national sentiment.’12
As in 1796–7 Napoleon was very uncomfortable with talk of
Italian unity – divide et impera was more to his taste – but politically
it suited him not to crush patriotic hopes altogether. Having drawn
up a constitution for the Cisalpine Republic, which gave its
President near absolute powers (despite article two stating that
sovereignty resided with ‘the universality of citizens’), he summoned
a consultative assembly of 441 notables to Lyon at the end of 1801
to approve the text and secure his appointment as President. Many
of the delegates were clearly not happy at what they felt was an
a ront to the Republic’s independence and, in an attempt to mollify
them, Napoleon convened a nal plenary session on 26 January, in
which, surrounded by a glittering array of generals and ministers, he
delivered a speech, in Italian, setting out his plans and justifying his
acceptance of the presidency. Every time he uttered the word
‘Cisalpine’, however, there were cries from the delegates of ‘Italian’.
And when he ordered the nal version of the constitution to be read
out, there was a chorus of ‘Italian, Italian, Italian’ from all sides of
the hall. Napoleon bowed to the delegates’ wishes, and amid
rapturous applause the Cisalpine Republic became the Italian
Republic.13
But in political terms the victory amounted to little. Francesco
Melzi d’Eril was appointed Vice-President, and over the next three
years he managed to carve out some autonomy for the Republic
(despite Napoleon insisting on almost daily reports), creating a
relatively e cient, conservative, state committed to the
maintenance of law and order, sound public nances, scal and
administrative rationalization, and support for the landowning
classes. But on crucial matters it was Napoleon who dictated terms.
Thus d’Eril’s attempts to furnish the Republic with distinctive Italian
penal and civil codes failed: Napoleon insisted on the French ones
instead. D’Eril also failed to expand the borders of the Republic,
despite interest from territories such as Lucca, Parma and Liguria in
annexation. Nor would Napoleon allow the Republic to have
separate diplomatic representation: all of its foreign policy decisions
were taken in Paris.
When in 1805 the Republic of Italy became the Kingdom of Italy,
and a new Viceroy, Eugène de Beauharnais, was appointed, there
was even less freedom for manoeuvre. In part this was because the
growing demands of war required that Italy be compliant and
obediently supply money and men to support the French army. In
part, too, it was because Napoleon now felt less obliged than before
to temper the prejudices that he, like many of his compatriots,
harboured towards Italians. ‘You are wrong to think that the Italians
are like children,’ he told Eugène in July 1805. ‘There is evil in
them. Do not let them forget that I am the master and can do
whatever I wish. This needs to be drummed into all peoples, but
especially the Italians, who only obey the voice of a master. They
will respect you only if they fear you, and they will fear you only if
they realize that you understand their false and deceitful
character.’14 Eugène took the message to heart, remarking to his
new subjects that if Milan were in ames, ‘you must ask for orders
to extinguish them’.
Napoleon was conscious of the power of spectacle to awe and
impress, and he hankered after a grand coronation in Milan. He
ordered the hapless Melzi d’Eril to lead a deputation o ering him
the crown of Italy. Melzi at rst hesitated, then agreed, and then
tried to soften this fresh blow to Italy’s independence by seeking to
have Lombardy made a separate monarchy. But to no avail. Early in
April 1805 Napoleon set o from Fontainebleau, crossed the Mont
Cénis pass, and descended into the Lombard plain, stopping at
Marengo to recall the battle and inaugurate a monument to the
dead. On 9 May he entered Milan amid delirious scenes, and for
three weeks received a steady stream of admiring ministers,
councillors, generals, judges, prelates, writers and scientists, who
led past him amazed at his a ability, his knowledge and grasp of
detail. On 23 May, in a dazzling ceremony in the cathedral, he was
invested with the title of King of Italy, placed the Iron Crown of
Lombardy (which had been used in medieval imperial coronations:
it was in fact made of gold, but contained a thin band of iron said to
have been beaten from a nail used at the Cruci xion) on his own
head, and proclaimed the ancient Lombard formula: ‘God gives it to
me. Let anyone who touches it beware.’ Popular enthusiasm was
said to be almost boundless.15
Melzi d’Eril was bitterly disillusioned at this loss of any remaining
autonomy, but he and other high-minded patriots were in a small
minority. The middle classes were for the most part satis ed with
the opportunities for jobs and the purchase of former feudal or
ecclesiastical lands opened up by the Napoleonic regime, and served
it loyally. Members of the old aristocracy were less comfortable with
the new order, and often retreated sullenly to their estates, like the
Marchese del Dongo in Stendhal’s The Charterhouse of Parma (who
repeated darkly, ‘It is ideas that have been the ruin of Italy’);16 but
in general their attitude was one of acquiescence rather than of
overt hostility. Intellectuals and artists were courted assiduously by
Napoleon and Eugène and encouraged to celebrate the Empire. And
many obliged. Thanks in part to the enthusiastic patronage of the
Bonaparte family, Antonio Canova became the most celebrated
sculptor in Europe (the painter David said he could write to him
using as an address ‘Antonio Canova, Europe’),17 while Gaspare
Spontini triumphed in Paris with grand operas such as La Vestale.
The poet and close friend of Ugo Foscolo, Vincenzo Monti, enjoyed
enormous success as the laureate of the Napoleonic regime in Italy.
Napoleon had a passion for uniformity, and what had worked in
France was deemed good for others. Throughout continental Italy
(Sicily and Sardinia never came under his control) French rule led to
the imposition of nearly identical administrative structures and
constitutions. Everywhere departments (or provinces) were created,
run by government-appointed prefects (intendants in the south),
with below them districts and communes, also with centrally
appointed o cials. Consultative councils were set up, composed of
‘respectable’ members of society; but they were purely consultative:
elective democracy was anathema. The judiciary was restructured
into three tiers; the scal system was rationalized (with four
categories of direct tax); internal customs barriers were removed;
and weights, measures and currency were standardized. The French
penal, civil and commercial codes were introduced, and the
remaining vestiges of feudal tenure and privilege (considerable in
southern Italy) were abolished. Relations with the Church followed
those of the 1801 concordat between France and the Pope.
Such uniformity appealed to rational minds, and the gains were
often palpable. For contemporaries the spirit of progress enshrined
in the new administrative order found a potent symbol in the
introduction of street lighting. ‘At night [Naples] – formerly so dark
that it concealed thefts and obscene crimes – was now lit by one
thousand, nine hundred and twenty brilliant lamps,’ recalled the
historian and enthusiast for the new order Pietro Colletta.18 But in
many parts of Italy, especially in the south, the writ of the new
legislation simply did not run: communities were too cut o and
communication too di cult to allow for enforcement. There was
also popular resistance to change, a conservatism compounded by
aversion to a system whose main features for the masses were
higher taxes, military conscription and the closure of monasteries.
As Colletta noted indignantly, ‘the people’ rejected the metric
system and ‘remained with the ancient barbarism of an in nite
number of di erent weights and measures’. Similar opposition
greeted attempts to control gambling and prostitution.19
EVOKING NATIONAL MEMORIES
‘Look at Corinne.’37
apart!42
The degenerate behaviour of Italians is thus due to their having
been subjugated and divided for centuries. But there was a problem
with this line of argument, for if, as de Staël says, ‘governments
make the character of nations’,43 how can a people which has
become deeply corrupted nd the moral resources needed to throw
o the yoke of tyranny? And if by some accident of history that
yoke is thrown o for them (by, say, a foreign power), what is to
stop the vices of the people then vitiating the institutions and
destroying them before those institutions have had time to work
their pedagogic e ect?
Here was another conundrum for Italian patriots to wrestle with,
particularly those of a democratic persuasion who believed in
representative government and an Italy made by and for ‘the
people’. How could there be a guarantee that those who were
elected to an assembly would not simply mirror the behaviour and
values of the unregenerate masses? It is a thought that seems to
have troubled Madame de Staël towards the end of her novel. When
Lord Nelvil returns to England he is struck by the dignity, order and
prosperity of his native land, and the ‘poetic impressions’ that had
lled his heart when he was with Corinne gave way to ‘the deep
feeling of liberty and morality’. He now has nothing but pity for
Italy, where there is no society or public opinion, and where ‘the
institutions and social conditions only re ect confusion, weakness,
and ignorance’.44 There was always the hope, of course, that a
virtuous minority might succeed in educating Italians, using the
medium of literature in particular to evade the censors (‘There is so
much feeling in our arts that perhaps one day our character will
equal our genius,’ says Corinne, after quoting a patriotic line from
Al eri). But here, too, de Staël was aware that a similar circularity
of cause and e ect risked nullifying the impact of the written word
on Italian society. For, as Corinne acknowledges, one of the
consequences of centuries of enslavement had been that Italian
writers had ‘lost all interest in truth, and often even the possibility
of expressing it’. Rhetoric and arti ce had come to replace serious
thought and genuine feelings.45
The personi cation of Italy as a beautiful woman – whether a
grieving young mother in search of consolation, or a sister or
ancée whose honour had to be safeguarded against predatory
foreigners (or avenged), or, as in the case of Corinne, a nubile and
poetic creature longing for the embrace of a strong protector – was
to develop into a major theme in the patriotic literature and art of
the next few decades and helped to inject into the movement for
national redemption a note of sexual frisson. And particularly when
mixed with religious sentiment it made for a cocktail powerful
enough to inspire young men to risk their lives in conspiracy or on
the barricades. Recalling his youthful infatuation with the cause of
Italian unity, the Tuscan democrat Giuseppe Montanelli wrote in
1853 of how he and his friends absorbed ‘the religion of the
fatherland’ from books, and how ‘Italy became for us a cherished
mother, a mother in chains, and we loved her as one loves one’s
mother’: ‘And we came to look upon the day when it would be given
to us to ght the battle for national redemption as the most
beautiful day of our lives.’46 Another leading democrat, Go redo
Mameli, described in January 1849 his frustration at the betrayal of
Italy, his metaphors slipping waywardly between the realms of the
sexual and the religious: ‘Italy had arisen most beautiful after
centuries in her tomb, armed with her faith; and she was
surrounded by countless lovers. But many only loved her to disarm
her, and many only kissed her on the face for Judas’ thirty pieces of
silver. And our poor fatherland was cruci ed.’47 Six months later,
Mameli achieved his own martyrdom, dying on behalf of his
beloved Italy from wounds he had received defending Rome against
the French.
3
I wish, Lord, that you could feel fully the truth of what I have the honour
of telling you: that we are no longer the people we were twenty years
ago, and it is not possible for us to return to how we were except by
renouncing ways and feelings that are too dear to a nation that has the
desire, the means and the energy to be such.
The a liate also revealed that the two recognition signs of the
Guel a were a hand placed on the forehead and an index nger
struck on the palm or wrist six times to signify each of the letters of
‘Italia’. A further revelation – and a good indication of just how
intellectually rare ed the world of the sectarians could be – was
that a true Guelf was expected once a month to dine on milk alone,
sipped in the light of the moon, in honour of Saturn and ‘the great
mother’ – an allusion to the poet Virgil’s description of Italy as
‘Saturn’s land, great mother of the harvest, great mother of men’.21
the century…31
Preaching 1815–46
A man with a stern and erce expression, dark, bearded, and with a
piercing look which I have never forgotten, called out from a
distance and stopped us. He held out in his hands a small white
handkerchief and uttered simply the words: for the exiles of Italy.
My mother and her friend put some money into the handkerchief…
That day was the rst on which there took shape confusedly in my
mind… the thought that we Italians could and therefore ought to
struggle for the liberty of our fatherland… The memory of those
refugees, many of whom became my friends in later life, pursued me
wherever I went by day, and mingled with my dreams by night…
Upon the benches of the university… in the midst of the noisy
tumultuous life of the students around me, I was sombre and
distracted, and appeared like one suddenly grown old. I childishly
determined to dress always in black, imagining myself in mourning
for my country… Matters went so far that my poor mother became
terri ed in case I should commit suicide.28
In the wake of the revolutions of 1820–21 governments
throughout Italy became ercely repressive. The in uence of the
Church spread into almost every sphere of public life as rulers
looked to smother subversive liberal ideas under a blanket of o cial
piety. Education and censorship in particular felt the full weight of
Catholic morality and intolerance. In the south sweeping purges
were carried out of the army, the civil service and the judiciary, and
the Carboneria was reduced to a shadow of its former self, surviving
only as countless scattered fragments, often with new names and
rituals. In the Papal States the Jews were con ned once again to
ghettoes, and hundreds of political suspects were arrested, especially
in the Romagna, where the activities of the sectarians had been
strong. In Piedmont Carlo Felice felt vindicated in his reactionary
instincts and his mistrust of intellectuals (‘the bad are all educated
and the good are all ignorant’),29 and while the courts passed
dozens of death sentences on the rebels (almost all in absentia), the
administration was systematically cleansed of dissidents.
In Lombardy a series of high-pro le trials involving nearly a
hundred members of the Italian Federation, Carbonari and other
sectarians culminated in November 1823 in the sentencing to death
of Federico Confalonieri, Luigi Porro-Lambertenghi (the co-founder
of Il Conciliatore), Giorgio Pallavicino-Trivulzio, Francesco Arese and
a dozen other leading gures of Milanese intellectual and social life.
At an earlier trial the writer Silvio Pellico had also received a death
sentence. Many of the accused had unfortunately broken down
under interrogation and betrayed the names of fellow conspirators
(and despite what later propaganda alleged, the Austrian authorities
behaved with rectitude and did not resort to torture), and as a result
the sectarian movement was all but destroyed in Lombardy. Most of
the condemned had earlier found safety in exile, and in the case of
others the emperor agreed to commute the death sentences into
various terms of imprisonment, but this did not stop the victims
acquiring martyr status – especially after 1832 when Silvio Pellico
published a widely translated account of the eight years that he
spent in the prison fortress of Spielberg, a work that did enormous
damage to Austria’s reputation in the eyes of the international
community.30
With tightened censorship making it much more di cult for
liberals to voice their ideas openly in print, other media were to
acquire increasing importance in the 1820s and 1830s as vehicles
for patriotic sentiment. Paintings necessarily had a restricted
audience, but many of the most acclaimed works of Hayez and his
contemporaries could reach a very wide public in the form of
engraved reproductions. Images such as that of Pietro Rossi sadly
relinquishing the joys of family life in order to go and ght his
enemies thus helped to disseminate and celebrate key aspects of
public morality and so give them enhanced stature and force.
Furthermore, in a society that was attuned through Catholicism to
graphic depictions of the torments endured by saints as tests of their
holiness, pictures of secular su ering had a marked capacity to
move and sanction. When Francesco Arese returned to Milan after
serving three years in the Spielberg fortress, he commissioned Hayez
to paint a portrait showing him sitting in his bare stone cell with
chains on his feet (he may have been partly motivated by an uneasy
conscience: he had been one of the freest in his revelations to the
police). The contrast between Arese’s aristocratic dress and bearing
and his grim and servile circumstances was calculated to produce
the maximum emotional impact.
When the subject of the painting was taken from Italian history,
something else was also achieved: a link to the past that was not
only inspirational and instructive, but which also helped map out
the contours of a common ‘national’ tradition to which
contemporaries could see themselves as heirs. After purchasing
Hayez’s acclaimed canvas of Pietro Rossi (and having his death
sentence commuted into twenty years in prison, most of which he
served), Giorgio Pallavicino-Trivulzio decided while he was in the
Spielberg prison to commission a pendant to accompany it. He
turned to Hayez’s friend and rival, Pelagio Palagi, and the subject
that he chose was again one that focused on the sacri ce of
domestic happiness to a higher calling: Cristoforo Colombo bidding
farewell to his two small sons as he prepared to set sail from the
port of Palos to discover the New World. As a native of Genoa,
Colombo could reasonably be accommodated in the pantheon of
illustrious Italians whose character and achievements were worthy
of celebration, and in Restoration Lombardy there was something of
a cult of the explorer, with a major biography appearing in Milan in
1818, a verse epic in 1826, additional paintings by Palagi and other
artists, and several operas, including one in 1829 by the promising
young Neapolitan composer Luigi Ricci.31
But depicting the Middle Ages in Italy raised some awkward
problems. If Vico, Cuoco and others had challenged the view of
most Renaissance and Enlightenment scholars that the roots of
modern Italy lay in the Roman world, positing instead a pre-
classical civilization of united, peace-loving and cultivated
Etruscans, the growing belief of historians after 1815 that the
origins of the European nations were to be found in the bloody era
of barbarian invasions after the fth century AD meant turning the
spotlight onto a period fraught with ambivalent patriotic messages.
Columbus was a man of undoubted vision and energy: but why had
he been forced to rely on Spanish patronage for his voyages of
exploration? Pietro Rossi, too, was evidently somebody endowed
with ambition and ne martial virtues, ready to wreak vengeance
on his enemies. But who were his enemies? Not foreign invaders or
foreign oppressors, but the lords of Verona and their followers; in
other words, fellow Italians.
5
The fundamental and radical di culty facing Italy is that it does not
exist… It is not a question simply of resurrecting a nation, but rather of
creating one… I have spent many years searching through the past for
an Italy; I have found towns, glorious communes, splendid atoms, but
nowhere anything that resembles that organism that we call a people.
Italy’s past was to remain thorny terrain for patriots throughout the
Risorgimento – and indeed well beyond. While it was widely
accepted that history had a vital role to play in fashioning a national
consciousness and (rather more questionably) in teaching Italians
how to be good citizens, the di culty lay in locating a common
thread. ‘The history of Italy is the history of a single nation
composed of a mass of separate states,’ asserted Pasquale Villari, a
young Neapolitan scholar and a future Minister of Public
Instruction, con dently in 1849. And he added that a detailed
examination of the individual states would reveal to a determined
enquirer the collective national fabric.1 But many thought such
optimism misplaced, indeed dangerous. As Giuseppe Ferrari, a
Milanese republican whose awareness of the historic strength of the
divisions in Italy led him to a passionate advocacy of federalism,
wrote in 1858: ‘Where then is Italy? What does it consist of? What
bond is there that links the republics, the signori, the popes, the
emperors and the invasions? What connection is there between
individuals and the masses, sectarians and wars, wars and
revolutions? Scholarship does not help shed any light. Indeed, far
from instructing us, it simply underlines the chaos…’2
The desire to locate the historical roots of the Italian nation had
developed a new urgency after the 1790s. The traditional idea that
Italians were the descendants of the Romans (culturally, if not
racially) was felt to be increasingly out of place as the
cosmopolitanism of the Enlightenment gave way to a new era of
nationalism. Apart from anything else, Rome had been far too broad
in its geographical reach and too universal in its legacy (had not the
French revolutionaries and Napoleon felt it quite natural to
appropriate aspects of its civic morality and iconography?) to
provide a viable model for Italy. The growing interest of Romantic
scholars in unearthing the origins and character of the peoples of
Europe gave the study of history fresh momentum in the rst
decades of the nineteenth century, and after 1815 many of the most
in uential Italian patriots – among them such brilliant gures as
Alessandro Manzoni, Massimo d’Azeglio, Cesare Balbo, Vincenzo
Gioberti and Giuseppe Verdi – looked to Italy’s past, and especially
the Middle Ages, for material with which to educate the public,
foster enthusiasm for independence, and justify their vision of the
nation-to-be.
For much of his long life, the great Milanese writer Alessandro
Manzoni was too plagued by anxieties to work quickly. He su ered
from frequent panic attacks. He was terri ed of thunderstorms,
frightened of crowds, and often fearful when out walking that a
house might collapse or the ground open beneath his feet. He could
not stand puddles, and the sound of sparrows drove him to
distraction. He felt at times that he would end up completely insane,
like his good friend Vincenzo Cuoco. As he grew older, though, he
learned to keep many of his neuroses at bay by sticking to a strict
regimen. He would walk for twenty- ve minutes before lunch, eat
the same food every day, go to bed at precisely the same time, and
always ensure that his clothes were exactly the right weight and
thickness for the temperature. If anxieties did assail him, he would
leave the house and set o briskly through the streets or countryside
until he felt calm, sometimes covering twenty or even thirty miles in
a day.3
Manzoni had a di cult upbringing. He was born in 1785 into an
aristocratic Milanese family (his mother was the daughter of the
great jurist Cesare Beccaria, and rumour had it that Alessandro was
the product of a liaison she had with the younger brother of the
eminent Enlightenment scholar Pietro Verri), but his parents
separated when he was just six, and he saw very little of them
thereafter. He found solace in intense study, and his precocious
literary talents brought him to the attention of Foscolo, Monti and
other leading gures in Milanese society. Marriage in 1808 to a
young Swiss girl, Enrichetta Blondel, and a growing family, created
some emotional stability in his life. So too did his intense re-
conversion to Catholicism in 1810, and stays in Paris, where he
became part of the liberal intellectual circle around Madame de
Staël, with its passion for romanticism and historical study. After
1815 he rapidly emerged as a dominant gure in Milanese literary
life, and though he did not contribute directly to the Conciliatore, he
promoted the cause of romanticism strongly, and his tragedy, The
Count of Carmagnola (1816–19) (the subject of a major painting by
Hayez), established itself as one of the key works of the new
movement. He also became close friends with Berchet, Visconti and
others of the Conciliatore group.
Freedom from oppression and the comforting embrace of a united
community – family and friends in the rst instance and beyond
them the nation and Christendom – were among Manzoni’s
cherished ideals, and when in March 1821 it looked as if the
Piedmontese revolution might spread to Lombardy, and from
Lombardy to the rest of the peninsula, Manzoni was red with
patriotic hope, and dropping his customary slow rate of
composition, he quickly wrote an ode. In it he imagined that the
rebels were already on the east bank of the Ticino river and were
taking a solemn oath to liberate the whole of Italy, and Italians
everywhere were responding in kind, raising their newly sharpened
swords to the sun, shaking hands with one another in fraternal joy,
swearing to be ‘companions on our deathbeds or brothers on free
soil’. The poem called on the Austrians to depart from a land ‘that
did not bear them’, and to remember how God had destroyed the
Egyptian army when Pharaoh had tried to keep the Israelites
enslaved; for at last, after long years of su ering and looking idly to
others for redemption, Italy’s sons, a people ‘one in arms, language
and faith, memories, blood and heart’, had risen up to ght for their
own freedom, united around the ‘holy colours’ of their ag and
strong in their sense of shared pain.4 Not surprisingly, given the
course of events in March and April 1821, Manzoni did not feel he
could publish the ode. Only after the Milanese had launched a
successful insurrection against the Austrians in 1848 did he feel the
moment had come to release it.5
Of the six elements that Manzoni listed as being shared by the
Italian people – arms, language, faith, memories, blood and heart –
the only one that in fact had much commonality in 1821 was ‘faith’
(and ironically this was the one that was ruled out of the national
equation when political unity was nally achieved). This
ingenuousness was of course partly due to artistic licence and the
demands of political rhetoric, but Manzoni was also su ering, like
many northern Italian intellectuals of his generation who crossed
the Alps far more readily than the Apennines, from a degree of
ignorance. He knew next to nothing of the mass of the population,
certainly in central and southern Italy where the levels of illiteracy
and general ignorance were most marked. He makes one allusion in
the poem to the extreme south of the peninsula (signi cantly using
a mythological reference point, ‘the cave of Scylla’), but otherwise
the geography is all northern; and when as a metaphor for the
remorseless fusion of all Italians he talks of tributaries mingling
their waters to form one mighty torrent, the rivers he names are
those that ow down through Piedmont and Lombardy into the Po.
Manzoni’s Italy, like Santarosa’s, was in reality restricted primarily
to the north.
The failure of the 1821 revolution and the subsequent arrest of
many of his friends left Manzoni deeply saddened, but it also gave
him a renewed sense of purpose, and the next few years were to be
the most creative of his life. History fascinated him; and in a recent
visit to Paris his interest in Italy’s past had been stimulated by
discussions with the brilliant young French historian Augustin
Thierry.6 But a problem that he and other Italian writers of his
generation faced was how to portray that past in a way that avoided
ambivalent or even con icting messages. In his verse tragedy The
Count of Carmagnola, published in 1820, Manzoni had focused on
the career of an early- fteenth-century mercenary captain executed
for alleged treason by the Venetians after they had hired him to
ght the Milanese. In the play a chorus is used to provide an ethical
commentary on the action, and in the central episode, the Battle of
Maclodio in 1427, the Venetian troops are rebuked for rejoicing in
their victory. For in reality what was there to celebrate? ‘Brothers
[had] killed brothers’, and ‘heaven [was] lled with abomination at
the hymns of thanksgiving that were issuing from their murderous
hearts.’7 Nor was the o ence simply one of fratricide. It was also a
crime directed against Italy as a whole, for waiting in the wings,
observing the piles of dead on the battle eld with obvious glee,
were rapacious foreigners ready to descend and enslave a country
weakened by civil war.
Manzoni’s message was clear enough, but in training the spotlight
on a typical passage of Italian medieval history he risked
underlining just how deep-rooted and bitter (and thus, in the view
of many commentators, foreign especially, indelible) the internal
divisions were. As was well known, in England, France, Spain and
other European countries the domestic con icts of the Middle Ages
had gradually been resolved within the framework of a nation-state.
But in Italy this process had not happened, and to hold up to
audiences a mirror that showed their present weaknesses re ected
vividly in their past (albeit with a wag of the nger) might aid the
cause of the conservatives as much as of the patriotic liberals. And
Manzoni faced another problem: his Catholicism. If Italians were to
shake o the foreign yoke they would not only have to unite as
brothers but also ght; and war meant setting aside those paci c
Christian values that were widely seen as having sapped the martial
energy of Italians. Carmagnola is a warrior, but a Christian warrior,
who refuses to capitalize on his victory and magnanimously releases
his prisoners after the battle. Charged with treachery and sentenced
to death, he is consoled by the belief that justice is not to be had on
earth but in heaven – an idea that points logically towards
resignation and inaction.
Herein (from a patriotic point of view) lay the Achilles’ heel of
Manzoni’s vision of Italian history; and herein, ironically, may have
lain one important reason for his great popular success in the 1820s
and 1830s (and later). Delving back into the shadowy era of
Lombard domination in the seventh and eighth centuries, and
poring over the fragmentary documentation that had been gathered
by antiquarians such as Ludovico Antonio Muratori, Manzoni
thought he could discern the existence of an Italian ‘race’ and
‘nation’, an ‘immense multitude of men… passing unnoticed over
the land, its land’, oppressed by foreign rulers and su ering in
silence.8 But was that silence good or bad, a sign of abjectness or of
Christian fortitude? When in 1820–22, against the backdrop of the
failed revolutions in northern and southern Italy, he composed a
verse tragedy about the defeat of the Lombards by the Frankish king
Charlemagne in 774, he included a stirring patriotic chorus in which
he imagined the Italians, ‘a scattered crowd that has no name’,
roused to action from their servile condition.9 But the central
message of the play pointed in a di erent direction: that injustice on
earth should be seen as something that tempers and tests the
Christian soul and paves the way for happiness in the afterlife,
rather than as a springboard to expiation.
By the time he wrote his most famous work, the historical novel
The Betrothed (1821–5), Manzoni’s retreat from martial rhetoric and
heroic posturing was complete. The silent, su ering generations
who had peopled the peninsula in the Dark Ages under Lombard
and Frankish rule and formed the backbone of the ‘Italian nation’
found their spokesmen in the humble characters of Renzo and Lucia,
two village lovers in seventeenth-century Lombardy who are
thwarted in their plans for marriage by war, famine and the
machinations of an aristocratic overlord. The book certainly has its
patriotic aspects: the oppressiveness of Spanish rule, for example, is
suggested by the iniquitous and tyrannical behaviour of Don
Rodrigo. But national redemption is not at the heart of the novel
(indeed the word ‘nation’ appears only once in the 1827 edition).10
What really interests Manzoni is how the main characters respond to
su ering. And his celebration of passive Christian fortitude was not
surprisingly uncongenial and frustrating to more militant patriots
who were desperate to shake Italians out of their lethargy. Where,
asked Giuseppe Mazzini in a review of 1835, was the book’s spark?
The fact is that passion, the burning tempestuous passion that plants heaven or hell in your
soul, that makes you into a saint or a criminal, a giant or a pigmy, that ordains you for
martyrdom or for victory, is banished from these pages… Its joys are the joys of the family,
its su erings do not lead on to revolt, its expiations are always achieved through
submission and prayer… and its constant refrain is: Turn your eyes towards heaven!11
If the economic life of the peninsula was local and fractured, so too
was the linguistic map. Italian – in other words the vernacular
Tuscan of Dante, Petrarch and Boccaccio – had been established
since the Renaissance as the standard medium for written (and if
need be oral) communication among the educated. Exactly how
many people spoke Italian at the time of uni cation has long been
debated, but recent estimates suggest that perhaps 10 per cent of the
population used it as their rst language, with especially heavy
concentrations in Tuscany and Rome (whose strongly cosmopolitan
environment necessitated a lingua franca).40 In addition it would be
reasonable to suppose that most of those who had received some
formal education and were o cially classi ed as literate – 22 per
cent in 1861 – understood and read Italian, even if they could not
write or speak it very well. But even with this higher gure nearly
80 per cent of the population still would have been conversant with
dialect only and would have struggled to understand or even
recognize Italian. When the Milanese aristocrats Giovanni and
Emilio Visconti Venosta took the unusual step of visiting inland
Sicily in 1853, the locals could not work out where they came from
and assumed they must be English.41
Of course multilingualism was the norm in much of Europe in the
nineteenth century, and it was generally taken for granted that one
language would be used at home, another at work, and yet another
perhaps when writing or carrying out o cial business. Nobles in the
Hungarian diet in the 1820s and 1830s conversed with each other in
Croat or Magyar, but switched to Latin when they got up to address
the assembly.42 Nor was the prevalence of patois in the countryside
all that unusual, as the case of rural France under the Third
Republic would suggest.43 But Italy’s dialects were remarkable in
their diversity, re ecting centuries of foreign conquest and
settlement – Greek, Arab, Norman, Catalan, Spanish, Albanian, Slav
– as well as the deliberate pursuit by many competing cities of
distinct local identities. As a result even relatively near neighbours
might nd it di cult to comprehend each other. Ugo Foscolo
claimed in the early nineteenth century – though perhaps with an
element of the exaggeration to which he was prone – that somebody
from Milan ‘would need many days of lessons’ before understanding
somebody from Bologna, and vice versa.44
For many patriots in the Risorgimento, the Italian language and
the glories of its literature were the biggest single source of national
pride, but as Foscolo and Manzoni frankly confessed, Italian was no
longer a living tongue by the early nineteenth century.45 All classes,
from the aristocracy and the highly educated to artisans and
peasants, used dialect. In Piedmont sermons were delivered in
dialect; in Venice judges and lawyers deliberated in dialect; and in
Naples dialect was used at court.46 And since the middle of the
eighteenth century the status of dialect had been underpinned by a
thriving literary tradition: the brilliant comedies of Carlo Goldoni in
Venice, the lyric poetry of Giovanni Meli in Palermo, and the
immensely popular comic and satirical verses of Carlo Porta and
Giuseppe Belli in Milan and Rome. In Piedmont the king and his
ministers generally spoke dialect and wrote French (much of
Cavour’s correspondence relating to the uni cation of Italy was in
French); and though Carlo Alberto himself had uncommonly good
Italian, he was amazed if he came across anyone of similar
competence. A patriotic Piedmontese noblewoman recalled a
conversation with the king in 1840 in which he complimented her
on her Italian:
‘You speak Italian very uently. Were you at college in Florence?’
‘I’m astonished, as our ladies only speak Italian like French people speak it.’
‘That is because French is the language of court. Were you to talk Italian to them in the
way that you can, Your Majesty, everyone would love you for it…’
and Naples.52
Perched on a hill to the south of Ancona, a few miles from the great
pilgrimage shrine of Loreto, Recanati was not untypical of many
small provincial towns in the Papal States. Its medieval towers and
walls bore witness to its importance as a military stronghold in the
Middle Ages, while its broad streets and substantial houses attested
to a degree of commercial prosperity in the sixteenth and
seventeenth centuries. But by the time the poet Giacomo Leopardi
was born there in 1798 much of its a uence had vanished, and
Recanati was little more than a cultural and economic backwater,
dominated by the sound of bells from its seventeen churches and
awash with signs of its former wealth and distinction: a thirteenth-
century bishop’s palace, a ne cathedral with the sarcophagus of the
saintly fteenth-century pope Gregory XII, towers and monasteries,
a piazza, on one side of which stood the substantial palazzo in which
the Leopardi family had lived for over 500 years, and many
important Renaissance sculptures and paintings, including four
works – one of them a bizarrely dramatic Annunciation, complete
with startled cat – by the maverick Venetian genius Lorenzo Lotto.
Giacomo Leopardi’s father, Monaldo, was a conservative
nobleman, who dressed austerely in black and wrote religious,
philosophical, literary and historical works attacking the errors of
the French Revolution and defending Christianity as the necessary
bedrock of society. He hoped to shield his son from the dangers of
the modern world and had him educated privately by Jesuit tutors,
surrounded by the vast personal library he was amassing in Palazzo
Leopardi with what little remained of the family fortune. Giacomo
displayed precocious intellectual gifts, and by the age of eighteen he
had mastered Latin, Greek and Hebrew and several modern
languages, written a history of astronomy and a treatise on the
scienti c errors of the ancient world, and composed two tragedies,
poems and numerous verse translations. But he was far from happy.
He su ered from a spinal condition that left him deformed; and he
longed to escape from his family and Recanati, the ‘uncivilized town
of my birth’, where his scholarly aloofness and disdain for his fellow
townsmen made him less than popular.55
Romanticism had made su ering and personal growth the
material of art; and like Foscolo, Manzoni and Stendhal, Leopardi
found an outlet for his emotional discontent in an idealized vision of
the Italian nation – a vision that was made all the more powerful by
its being vague and ill-de ned and shot through with sexualized
imagery and exhortations to revenge and war. In a series of brilliant
odes written between 1818 and 1821 he contrasted the greatness of
the past with the ‘mediocrity’ and ‘mire’ of the present, portraying
contemporary Italy as a beautiful woman, covered in blood and
wounds, her clothes torn and hair dishevelled, with chains on her
arms, sitting on the ground, weeping. He appealed to the young men
of Italy – ‘her sons’ – to take up arms and rescue her, and so emulate
the ancients, ‘who rushed in droves to die for the fatherland’. And
he hoped that scholars and writers, by recollecting the achievements
of great men such as Dante and Tasso, and laying them before the
public, would prise Italians out of their ‘lethargy’ and inspire them
to ‘illustrious deeds’. For since the sixteenth century only one man
had arisen worthy of Italy (but ‘unworthy of his craven age’),
Al eri; and his erce energy, ‘masculine virtue’ and hatred of
tyrants had come to him, ‘not from this arid and weary land of
mine’, but from north of the Alps.56
Leopardi nally managed to break away from Recanati in 1822,
and went to Rome, and later Milan, Bologna and Florence, where he
met Manzoni and other leading writers. But travel did little to
improve his estimation of his fellow countrymen, and he remained
disturbed by their deep cynicism, resignation and lack of ambition.
He was also alarmed by just how little national sentiment there was,
and this at a time when other countries – Britain and France
principally, but also Germany, and latterly Spain and Greece –
seemed ush with patriotic feelings that were inspiring soldiers,
politicians, engineers, businessmen, writers and artists to new
heights. On re ection, it struck him that there was a close causal
connection between the state of the Italian character and this
absence of any clear sense of the nation, and he set out to analyse
the relationship between the two in an essay entitled ‘On the
Present State of the Customs of the Italians’ written in 1824 (but not
published till 1906).
Italy’s fundamental problem, he argued, was that there was no
‘society’, no national community, to which the disparate peoples of
the peninsula felt bound, and which regulated conduct and tastes
and gave rise to sentiments of honour and shame. And in the
modern world such a community was indispensable, as the
Enlightenment had left a vacuum by kicking away the religious
pillars on which societies had rested for centuries (here Leopardi
was taking issue with his father, who was doggedly looking to stem
the tide of change by defending the alliance of throne and altar). For
various reasons, not least the absence of a capital city like London
or Paris, Italians had no consciousness of a broader moral
collectivity, beyond their family or their town, that would generate
ideals and prevent cynicism – the besetting vice of Italians that led
them to disparage everyone and everything. Italians were
individualists, and were proud of it; and ‘every Italian city, indeed
every Italian, has his own style and way of doing things’. And the
problem was particularly acute in the smaller provincial centres.
The only forums in which most Italians looked to be judged were
those of the ‘passeggiate, festivals and Church’. No other society
existed. ‘They promenade, go to shows and entertainments, sermons
and masses, sacred and secular festivals. That is all…’57
Leopardi’s eye may have been jaundiced by his life in Recanati,
but his view of Italy was shared by many patriots of the
Risorgimento – well-educated young men (and some women) of
middle-class and aristocratic backgrounds, conscious of the gap that
separated themselves from the mass of the population, and their
poetic ideal of a resurrected, glorious Italy, vigorous and uni ed,
worthy of its great past, from the humdrum and fractured reality.
Leopardi died in 1837 in a villa on the slopes of Vesuvius, a lonely
and frustrated gure. But he left an enduring legacy of some of the
most beautiful lyric poetry of the nineteenth century, poetry that he
hoped would educate his fellow countrymen as well as entertain
them. As he wrote in his diary in 1821: ‘To arouse my poor
fatherland… I will seek to deploy the weapons of emotion and
enthusiasm, eloquence and imagination, in the poetry and prose that
it will be given to me to write.’58 Many of his more overtly
pedagogic projects remained incomplete on his death: ‘On the
Education of Italian Youth’, ‘Letters of a Father to his Son’, ‘Moral
Instruction for the Use of Children’. It was to be left to others to try
to nd ways of creating that sense of a national community that
Italy so manifestly lacked.
6
God does exist. But even if he did not exist, there exists the universal
belief in him: there exists the universal need for an idea, a centre, a
single principle… Superstition, intolerance and priestly despotism have
up till now fed on this impulse to believe. Let us deprive them of this
support, based on a false interpretation. Let us seize that idea, that
symbol of Unity: let us show God to be the author of liberty, equality and
progress. The masses will ignore men, not God. Our people, as a result of
many centuries of servitude, have been rendered cold, deathly cold; and
to rouse them we need a religious enthusiasm, the cry of the Crusades:
God wills it!
Reverend father… We know and follow the religion of Jesus Christ like
you, or, if you will permit me, better than you… Because the charity and
love that are the hallmarks of that religion are precisely what lead us to
this most cruel of ends… So, Father, rest assured that just as our death is
certain, so tomorrow, despite the terrible anathemas of Pope Gregory, we
will be up above (pointing to the sky). But we will not nd Dominic
there.
but it can never be wholly without sons who can astound the world.3
The ease with which the Austrians put down the revolutions of
1820–21, and the purge of sectarians from the army and the civil
service that followed, focused the minds of patriots on military
problems. How could Italy generate an e ective national rising of
the kind that Spain had seen in 1808–12? The enduring status of
Spain as a beacon of liberal nationalism was shown by the
enthusiasm with which hundreds of Italians went o to ght for the
constitutional regime there in 1821–3. But it was the Greek war of
independence, waged by erce mountain klephts dressed in kilts
and by bands of peasant guerrillas, that most captured the
imagination of Italian liberals in the 1820s. Philhellenism, indeed,
became an important cultural movement in Italy, with ‘Greek
Committees’ appearing in Piedmont and Tuscany from 1823 and a
thousand or so volunteers crossing the Ionian Sea to help the Greek
freedom ghters.4 Dozens of articles appeared in the press and
periodicals such as the Antologia supporting Greece; Foscolo, Berchet
and others produced poems in honour of the insurrection; and one
of Hayez’s most successful paintings, The Exiles of Parga (1826–31),
was on a Greek theme. It depicted an episode in 1818 when the
inhabitants of a small town near Epirus were forced into exile after
the British had misguidedly sold their land to the Turks. A crowd of
men, women and children (among them Hayez himself, looking,
somewhat immodestly, like Raphael) were shown in the
(revolutionary) light of dawn, distraught but su used with patriotic
ardour, clutching at clods of earth and branches from a willow tree
beneath which their forefathers lay buried – an instance of the
poeticization of the ancestral landscape that Verdi was to give
supreme musical expression to a decade later in his celebrated
chorus of the Hebrew slaves in the opera Nabucco.
The fact that Greek independence was nally secured only with
the diplomatic and military support of Britain, France and Russia
provided an important lesson for Italian patriots, and certainly many
of those who took the road to exile after 1821 and ended up in Paris
or London – where Foscolo remained an important point of contact
until his death in 1827, welcoming among others Berchet,
Guglielmo Pepe, Gabriele Rossetti (father of the poets Dante Gabriel
and Christina) and Antonio Panizzi (creator of the British Museum
Library) – had some of their insurrectionary ardour softened by the
pragmatic liberalism of their new political surroundings.5 But the
mythic appeal of a Spanish-style popular rising remained strong,
and buoyed by the achievements of the Greek insurgents,
revolutionary sectarian networks continued to operate in Europe,
coordinated by the elderly Filippo Buonarroti, who in the 1820s
modi ed his organization of the Sublime Perfect Masters into a new
and less intricately Masonic society, ‘The World’, with a liates in
France, Belgium and also Italy.
Among the sectarians in Buonarroti’s orbit was Carlo Bianco di
Saint-Jorioz, a Piedmontese o cer who had participated in the
Piedmontese revolution of 1821 and fought in Spain. While in exile
in Malta, Saint-Jorioz wrote a treatise about guerrilla warfare, in
which he argued that the Spanish model of a popular national
insurrection might be applicable to Italy. He envisaged ruthless
bands of peasants in the countryside, conducting lightning attacks
on the Austrian forces and harrying them pitilessly, cutting their
lines of communication, wearing them down and bringing about
their demoralization, dispersal and eventual destruction. Perhaps
deliberately he minimized certain features that had been crucial to
the Spanish experience during the Peninsular War, notably the
leading role played by the local clergy and the support given to the
guerrillas by the British army. But despite these oversights, Saint-
Jorioz’s book was eagerly seized upon by Italian exiles, especially in
France, after it was published in 1830.6 Among those who took
rmly to heart its central idea of ‘insurrection by armed bands’ was
a young supporter of Buonarroti called Giuseppe Mazzini.
There was a weak link in Saint-Jorioz’s thesis, however, and one
which he himself acknowledged: Italian peasants, unlike their
Spanish (or Greek) counterparts, had to date shown no evidence of
national patriotic feelings, or even any serious signs of disliking the
existing governments. Years of servitude had made them cowed,
conservative and materialistic, he said; and while it was
undoubtedly ignominious for a man to ght for the formation of his
fatherland from any motive other than duty, the sad fact was that
the masses would only be roused to action by ‘personal nancial
gain’.7 He accordingly felt it necessary for there to be a social
dimension in the national revolution, and proposed that once the
war of independence was over the government should distribute
state land and property con scated from the enemies of the new
order to the peasantry. Whether such inducements would ever be
su cient to outweigh the counter-revolutionary pressures of local
priests and landowners, though, was unclear.
The issue of motives – economics versus ideals – was an
important theme of the Risorgimento and one of the main sources of
contention and debate before (and after) 1860. The great majority
of patriots, certainly those of a democratic persuasion, disliked
materialism, and maintained that action should spring from
unsullied faith and not from any desire for personal gain. They were
in uenced in this view by the emphasis that Romantic culture
placed on the sphere of the spirit as the highest arena of human
development and achievement and as the principal motor of history,
driving men on to ght and die, build vast cathedrals, compose
great poems or cover the ceilings and walls of churches with
masterpieces. They also had an acute sense that materialism was a
particular problem in Italy. It was often argued that the peninsula
had begun to decline when the pursuit of worldly goods permeated
Italian culture in the Renaissance, making men (and women) more
concerned with how they looked and what they owned than with
collective ideals such as freedom or independence. Mazzini was a
particularly stern critic of materialism. Central to his crusade for
Italian unity from the early 1830s was the belief that Italians must
ght for their nation from a sense of religious duty, and he
repeatedly fell out with those fellow patriots of a more pragmatic
turn of mind who wanted to emphasize instead economic and social
issues.
For, as Mazzini was well aware, the issue was not whether
Italians could ght or not: individually they were clearly every bit as
brave and aggressive as others – according to some even more so, if
the bloody history of banditry, revolts and jacqueries in the
peninsula was anything to go by. The key question was what they
would ght for. And here the great dream of patriots was to divert
Italians from thoughts of personal honour and private or factional
feuding towards collective action, and so achieve the supreme
expression of modern nationhood, the ‘nation in arms’, a mass
citizen army willing to sacri ce everything for the fatherland. As the
leading Tuscan democrat Giuseppe Montanelli wrote in his memoirs
in 1853, the mission of the Risorgimento was to make Italy one in
both war and peace: ‘Our wish is to free ourselves from the foreign
yoke, and give the nation a civil and warrior “I”.’8 More moderate
patriots harboured similar hopes. The Piedmontese Catholic
historian and politician Cesare Balbo said that he would have given
three or four Al eris, Manzonis or even Dantes ‘for one captain who
could lead behind him 200,000 Italians, to win or die’.9 And at the
other end of the peninsula the Sicilian historian Michele Amari –
who was continually scanning Italy for signs of military revival –
told a friend of his sadness when he heard of the assassination of a
leading politician in Rome in November 1848, not so much on
account of the victim, but ‘because people will start crying out again
about our stiletto knives; and because, to be honest, it is high time
that Italians threw away their daggers and wielded the bayonet
more manfully’.10
The key patriotic texts of the Risorgimento struggled to impart
the right military message; and it was a struggle, because so many
of the historical episodes chosen for their ‘national’ signi cance
were clearly open to very di erent, ‘non-national’ readings. This
was the case with the Sicilian Vespers of 1282 – the subject of two
paintings by Hayez, an opera by Verdi (though his libretto was in
fact adapted from a story set in Holland) and a major historical
study by Amari. The popular rising which broke out in Palermo on
Easter Monday 1282 and which led to the slaughter of some 5,000
Frenchmen was commonly seen as an instance of ‘Italian’ patriotism;
but the traditional strength of Sicilian separatism and the deep-
seated hostility of many islanders towards Naples suggested that it
was more likely to have been fuelled by much narrower, local
feelings. Indeed when his work was rst published in 1842 Amari
had to defend it against charges that it was ‘municipal’, saying that
‘provincial patriotism’ was not damaging to the interests of ‘the
great Italian family’ provided it was ‘sincere and enlightened’. He
was also taken to task for having referred at one point to mainland
Italians as ‘foreigners’, but he hurriedly changed this slip in later
editions.11
Another military episode that had to be shoe-horned with some
di culty into a national patriotic mould was the ‘duel of Barletta’ of
1503, the subject of Massimo d’Azeglio’s best-selling novel Ettore
Fieramosca (1833) and of half a dozen operas between 1839 and
1848 (Verdi was asked to do a version in 1849, but declined: it was
‘a beautiful moment’ in Italian history, he said, but had already been
overworked).12 The duel was an obscure event in the Franco-
Spanish campaigns fought in Italy at the beginning of the sixteenth
century and seems to have been occasioned by a French taunt about
the good faith or courage of Italians. Thirteen Italian knights did
battle with thirteen French knights somewhere in the countryside
near Barletta in Puglia to resolve the point of honour, and the
Italians won. In reality the ‘duel’ was probably little more than a
joust to help while away the winter months prior to the resumption
of serious ghting; and it is not even clear that anyone was killed.
But d’Azeglio seized on the episode in the hope that it would ‘put a
little re in the bellies of Italians’. He at rst thought of doing a
painting or a poem, but decided on a novel instead, ‘so as to be
heard in the streets and piazzas and not just on Mount Helicon’. He
was concerned with ‘national regeneration’, he said, and not with
historical veracity, and accordingly made the ‘duel’ into a metaphor
for Italy’s liberation from foreign oppression, casting the leading
Italian soldier, Ettore Fieramosca, as a heroic and sel ess patriot
and his fellow knights as symbols of ‘Italy’, natives of di erent
regions standing shoulder to shoulder against the enemy.13 A love
a air and a traitor added piquancy to the story. The novel, not
surprisingly, played down the fact that the Italian knights had in
reality been mercenaries in the Spanish pay.
REVOLUTIONS, 1830–31
Mazzini had come from a deeply religious family: his mother was
a passionate if unorthodox Catholic, of an austere and anti-
hierarchical persuasion, who was convinced that her only son had
been sent by God to raise humanity to new heights.24 But it was the
writings of the French philosopher and social reformer the Comte de
Saint-Simon (1760–1825) that appear to have been decisive in
shaping Mazzini’s central ideas, informing his belief in progress, in
the transition of modern society from an age of individualism to one
of collective action or ‘associationism’, and in the need for a civic
faith to heal the eighteenth-century fracture between reason and
religion. Such a faith was vital, for mankind advanced, according to
Saint-Simon, only when there was a guiding principle in which men
believed fervently (‘Remember that to do anything great you must
be impassioned,’ he told a friend shortly before he died). Many of
the key terms in Mazzini’s lexicon – words such as mission,
apostolate and faith – were common currency among the Saint-
Simonians in the later 1820s and 1830s.25
The nation for Mazzini was a community willed by God; and each
nation had a particular mission assigned to it. Exactly what these
missions were he never made entirely clear, though like Madame de
Staël he saw the ‘historic’ peoples of Europe as possessing distinctive
character traits that could indicate the special role providence had
ascribed to them. Germans, for example, were by nature given to
speculation and philosophy. Nor was he altogether clear about what
the political map of Europe should eventually look like. He did not
favour Irish nationalism; and he suggested on occasions that Spain
and Portugal should merge, and Holland and Belgium be absorbed
into Germany and France. He found Danish claims to nationhood
hard to swallow, and he thought that the Scandinavian countries
might form a single unit. But he was not dogmatic on these points,
partly because he accepted that practical politics might require
states to be grouped di erently at di erent times.26 However, on
one issue he was absolutely clear: the centrality of the national
question to the modern world. Each nation had to nd its own voice
and assert its freedom through the will of ‘the people’. And only
when every nation had been set up on an appropriate political
footing would God’s designs for humanity be nally ful lled and
universal peace achieved.
The vagueness of much of Mazzini’s thinking (not to mention
what often seemed his arrogance and self-righteousness) annoyed
many of the older sectarians and fostered the increasingly bitter
wrangles that plagued the democratic camp in the 1830s. But the
vagueness was largely deliberate. Mazzini’s aim was to generate
faith; and faith was a natural instinct (‘remember that religion is a
desire, a need of the people’)27 founded on hope and simple
precepts, not prosaic blueprints. Christianity had triumphed by
holding out to all the prospect of justice and happiness in the
afterlife; and this message had been spread from country to country
by men and women using the power of the written and spoken word
and the example of their own su ering and martyrdom. The
believers in the new gospel should do likewise. Their dogmas should
be clear – unity, independence, freedom – and their preaching and
actions radiate unshakeable conviction. They should be willing to
shed their blood for the cause (‘the tree of liberty grows stronger
when watered by the blood of martyrs’;28 ‘for in sacri ce there is
something sublime, that compels man born of woman to bow his
head before it and adore; because somehow he senses that from that
blood, as from the blood of a Christ, will come forth sooner or later
the second life, the true life of a people’).29 And the particular focus
of their national faith, Italy, should be made into an ideal onto
which men and women of all regions and classes could project their
longings.
Mazzini’s eclectic mixture of religion and politics was at one level
a natural outgrowth from European romantic nationalism, which
contained numerous mystical and messianic strands (in the 1830s
and 1840s the great writer Adam Mickiewicz preached the cause of
Polish independence in similarly messianic terms, seeing in the
country’s su erings a sign of divine favour and imminent
resurrection: Poland as the ‘Christ of nations’). But Mazzini also had
his eye rmly on the speci c situation in Italy, and his programme
was in important respects deliberately tailored to t the particular
needs of Italian nationalism. Italy had been fragmented since the fall
of the Roman empire some 1,400 years earlier: this disunity was to
be recti ed by means of a strong unitary state (he was rmly
opposed to federalism) and a capital city whose symbolic power
would give rise to cohesion and identity: Rome. Italians were by
nature individualistic and prone to factionalism: this problem would
be remedied by encouraging the establishment of associations and
the drawing up of clear agendas that could be agreed on by
everyone. The educated classes held France and French culture in
awe, while at the same time resenting deeply French arrogance:
such subservience would be countered by emphasizing Italy’s
magni cent past and its brilliant future, for according to Mazzini
the nineteenth century had been ordained by God to be the century
of Italy, just as the eighteenth century had been the century of
France.
But it was the nation as the focus of a new secular religion that
was the most important element for Italy in Mazzini’s programme.
This was partly because Mazzini believed that God was now
addressing humanity through the medium of ‘the people’ and
nations, and that the Church’s mission on earth, so important once,
was at an end. Italy, as the centre of Catholicism, accordingly had a
mission to bring to a close the Middle Ages by destroying the Papal
States and inaugurating on their ruins the age of nations: ‘Only from
Rome, for the third time, can the word of modern unity come, as
only from Rome can the nal destruction of the old unity begin.’30
However, precisely because Italy was the seat of the Church, and
Italian unity, it seemed, would only ever be secured in the face of
erce Catholic opposition, any popular national movement would
have to neutralize the moral power of the Pope and the clergy by
creating a rival religion powerful enough to win over the hearts if
not the minds of the masses.
Mazzini knew that this task would be Herculean. The Church was
rooted in the a ections of most ordinary Italians, and had at its
disposal a formidable army of secular and regular clergy. It was
strongly supported by the various governments in the peninsula,
who guaranteed it a stranglehold over education and censorship and
punished mercilessly anyone who dealt in dangerous ideas (‘Where
verbal apostolate leads to the gallows, you cannot hope to nd
apostles,’ Mazzini lamented to a friend in 1834 about the di culties
of reaching out to the common people).31 The Church also had in its
armoury a powerful tradition of ritual and spectacle, not to mention
some of the greatest art and architecture in the world. And the
emotional hold on the masses that this great aesthetic tradition
a orded gave the Church a huge advantage over its competitors.
The magnitude of the Church’s power was brought home to
Mazzini forcefully when he went to Rome for the rst time in his
life in March 1849. ‘Rome was the dream of my youth, the idea that
had guided and nurtured all my thoughts, the religion of my soul;
and I entered the city on foot in the evening… timidly, almost in
adoration. Rome was – and remains for me… the Temple of
humanity.’32 But despite his hopes that a new age would soon be
born, he could not ignore the fact that Catholicism was still a
supreme moral force, and as one of the rulers of the Roman
Republic during the spring of that revolutionary year, he felt unable
to oppose it. On Easter Sunday he stood in front of St Peter’s, with
Michelangelo’s great dome above him, watching as a priest blessed a
sea of thousands of faithful gathered between the colonnades of
Bernini’s piazza. He turned to the painter Nino Costa beside him and
said: ‘This religion is strong, and will remain strong for a long time
to come, because it is so beautiful on the eye.’33
The failed risings of 1833–4 and the police repressions that followed
left the Italian democrats scattered and confused. Many sought
refuge in France, Switzerland or north Africa. Some like the
Piedmontese priest Vincenzo Gioberti settled in Brussels. Garibaldi
departed for South America, where he formed a Legion of Italian
Volunteers to ght for the independence of Uruguay, while a
number of sectarians, among them such in uential characters as the
Modenese revolutionary Nicola Fabrizi, went o to support the
liberal cause in the civil war that had recently broken out in Spain.
Economic hardship as well as disillusionment kept many of these
exiles away from serious political activity. Saint-Jorioz became so
burdened with debts that he took his own life, by gas, in Brussels in
1843. The patriarch of sectarian conspiracy, Buonarroti, attempted
to maintain his in uence in Italy by forming yet another secret
society, the True Italians, with an unashamedly Jacobin and
egalitarian programme. But his message was looking increasingly
dated, and his Francophilia was unappealing to a younger
generation of Italian patriots steeped in Romantic nationalism. By
the time he died in Paris in 1837 he was a somewhat lonely and
isolated gure.
While Mazzini’s political stock fell sharply in the wake of the
Savoy invasion asco, Young Italy had undoubtedly struck a
powerful chord in democratic circles. Over the years many of even
the most radical patriots were to nd Mazzini’s dogmatism and
stress on ‘God’ excessive, often intolerable, but they agreed with his
general premise that they should regard themselves as the
missionaries of a new religion and shape their thoughts and actions
accordingly. Though Francesco Hayez was primarily a professional
artist, willing to accept commissions wherever they came from –
and in the 1830s and 1840s he happily worked for the Austrian
Emperor, painting among other things a huge allegory for the Royal
Palace in Milan (destroyed by an aerial bombardment in 1943)
depicting the peace and prosperity that imperial rule had brought –
he was attuned to the mood of the patriotic elite in northern Italy.
In 1825–7, several years before Mazzini burst on the scene, he
executed a double portrait of Filippo and Giacomo Ciani for their
father, Baron Ciani, one of the wealthiest bankers in Milan. The
brothers had been involved in the 1821 risings and had gone into
exile in Switzerland, France and England. In the canvas they were
shown as the Apostles Saint Philip and Saint James, dressed in red,
white and green robes, sitting on a rock while ‘on their travels,
preaching’. In his memoirs Hayez said that he had wanted to suggest
that the two men were missionaries who were endeavouring to
‘convert the people into working to liberate their fatherland from
the foreigner’.40
This sense of being apostles of a new faith in uenced the mindset
of the democrats strongly. They saw themselves as members of a
tight-knit family and spoke of each other as ‘brothers’ and ‘sisters’
(and not as ‘cousins’ as the older sectarians did). Their
correspondence was often pious in tone and full of fraternal
sentiments, and a typical salutation was ‘health and brotherhood’. If
they quarrelled, as they very frequently did, they would
nevertheless pull together in adversity, and they made a point of
giving emotional and material support to those who were in trouble
or to their relatives. Charity, sel essness and forgiveness were
highly regarded qualities, as were honesty and frankness (though
not of course to the police), disdain of money and worldly goods,
and stoicism in the face of adversity. Su ering was viewed almost as
a virtue in itself, and it found its supreme expression in a
willingness to die for the cause. A number of the most famous
democrats – among them the Bandiera brothers, Carlo Pisacane and
Felice Orsini – e ectively took their own lives by throwing
themselves into hopeless ventures. Su ering was also linked to a
vision of politics as struggle towards an ideal, and this attitude had
as an important consequence a tendency to be permanently
dissatis ed with the status quo and unwilling to compromise with it.
After 1860 the democrats were to fuel a culture of disparagement of
united Italy and a belief that the mission of the Risorgimento had
still to be fought for.
The bonds between the democrats were strengthened by the fact
that they came from similar backgrounds. Almost all (not
surprisingly) were from landowning or urban middle-class families.
A few, like the Sicilian revolutionary Rosalino Pilo, belonged to the
aristocracy (mostly younger sons); a handful, among them the
Sardinian rebrand Giorgio Asproni, had peasant origins. But class
was not in itself particularly signi cant, and did little to determine
friendships or alliances. And only occasionally (and usually as a
result of contact with French socialist ideas) did democrats think of
themselves and their politics in class terms: ‘the people’ was a much
more potent category for them, by which they meant anyone in the
nation who was politically aware. What was crucial to the formation
of democrats was the cultural environment in which they had been
brought up. Almost all belonged to families with Jacobin or liberal
Napoleonic traditions, where talk around the table would have been
of constitutions and Carbonari. And almost all were highly educated
– often because they were shouldering the burden of family
expectations of upward mobility.
The democrats might fall out over the means, but they all agreed
(as did most moderates) in seeing the nal goal as an independent,
strong and united Italy. More problematic, though, was the extent to
which ‘freedom’ should stand as a primary aim. Freedom from
foreign rule, certainly; but internal political freedom presented
serious di culties given the ignorance of the mass of the population
(‘the plebs’ as opposed to ‘the people’) and the anticipated strength
of opposition that any new state would face from reactionary
landowners and in particular the Church. The democrats all
subscribed to popular sovereignty; but they also believed (as they
had to in the absence of any empirical alternative) that the Italian
nation had an existence that was prior to and independent of the
will of the people. Accordingly they could argue that the rights of
the individual might have to be sacri ced to the rights of the nation;
and Mazzini’s political theology, with its emphasis on the divine
origin of nations, made this position easier to justify. Many
democrats foresaw a period of dictatorship after uni cation had
been achieved. How long this situation would last was inevitably
not speci ed.
The main battleground for the democrats, and also the main
source of division between them and the moderates, was over
exactly how independence, strength and unity would be secured.
Some, like Giuseppe Ferrari and Carlo Cattaneo, argued that Italy
would only ever be strong if the historical reality of regional
di erences was recognized in a federal structure. Many others
followed Mazzini in accepting that a centralized state was necessary
precisely so as to minimize the weakness that local feelings would
cause (though a degree of administrative autonomy was certainly
possible). Supporters of republicanism claimed that national unity
was incompatible with monarchy, given that princes only ever had
the interests of their dynasties at heart and would not support ‘the
people’ or oppose the Papacy. But some democrats, like Vincenzo
Gioberti, broke with Mazzini over republicanism on the grounds not
only that it was politically unrealistic but more importantly (and
pace Sismondi) that it would resurrect the communal chaos of the
Middle Ages and prevent Italy from emerging as ‘one, strong,
powerful, devoted to God, harmonious and at peace with itself’.41
These divisions in the democratic camp became more pronounced
from the mid-1830s as rival organizations to Young Italy and
Buonarroti’s True Italians began to appear. In Naples, Giuseppe
Ricciardi attempted to mobilize local radicals around a somewhat
shadowy body called the Central Committee, while from his base on
Malta the Modenese conspirator Nicola Fabrizi ran a paramilitary
association known as the Italic Legion, which aimed to make the
extreme south of the peninsula and Sicily the springboard for a
national guerrilla war. In Calabria, Benedetto Musolino, a young
and highly idealistic intellectual, formed a secret society, the Sons of
Young Italy, whose goal was a great military republic with a
supreme dictator in Rome. Its members were armed with a carbine
and dagger and wore black clothes like those of the local peasantry;
and they had a ag: a white skull on a black background.42 The
great importance that Musolino attached to social and economic
issues led Mazzini to dismiss him as a ‘materialist’ and a
‘communist’. Musolino retaliated by describing Mazzini as a corrupt
and sinister gure who was only interested in himself and not the
poor.43
The problem that all these democrats faced was how to reach out
beyond their various organizations to a wider audience. They could
communicate with each other well – in some ways too well: they
were generally proli c letter writers, eager to stay in close touch
with the members of their friendship group and nervous about their
standing with their peers and fearful of being cast out into the cold.
Mazzini’s surviving correspondence runs to some 10,000 letters, all
of them written in a crabbed microscopic hand; but his total output
was probably over 50,000. But communicating with the uneducated
was quite a di erent issue: they spoke (very often literally) a
di erent language. The aspiration of the democrats was to turn
‘plebs’ into ‘people’. As the novelist and politician Guerrazzi put it:
‘If a blacksmith… can write verses or prose, is a ne son, husband
and father, has genuine love for his country, abhors any kind of
tyranny, and shuns idiotic superstition, he is no longer plebs, but
people.’44 But to reach this situation, and so create the popular force
needed to destroy the existing order and unite Italy, the masses
would have to be receptive to the teachings of the democrats, and
currently, precisely because they were ‘plebs’, they were not.
Furthermore, until ‘Italy’ was made, the democrats would not have
the political space required to tackle the task of education seriously.
The paradoxes were well put by the leading Tuscan democrat,
Giuseppe Montanelli, in the mid-1850s (criticizing Mazzini):
We needed freedom to educate the masses; we needed the masses to win freedom. In order
to make the divided peoples of Italy conscious of their nationality they needed to be mixed
up so that they formed a de facto Italian reality, and to achieve this de facto reality the
peoples needed to feel they wanted it as a result of being conscious of their nationality.
How were we to get an insurrection without the people? How could we have the people
without having had an insurrection? The obsessive preachers who from their land of exile
thought it right to cry out, ‘If you wish to be free, rise up’, sounded exactly like somebody
Scene 2
Like many moderates at the time Cavour had no clear sense of how,
or when, national independence would be secured, but he was
adamant that it should be the result of peaceful and not
revolutionary means. ‘The people’ needed to be educated morally,
within the framework of the existing social and political order, not
incited to violent action as Mazzini and his followers wanted. To
this end enlightened conservatives in the 1830s and 1840s produced
a steady stream of ‘popular’ journals, especially in regions such as
Tuscany, Piedmont and Lombardy where a strong tradition of
Catholic paternalism was accompanied by higher than average
levels of literacy. Their aim was to promote good economic
practices and a better lifestyle among the poor, encouraging the
virtues of hard work, honesty and sobriety, and attacking
superstition, poor hygiene and diet, and alcoholism. There was
always the fear that any kind of instruction, however restrained and
moral in tone, might undermine the docility of the masses and
unleash demands for radical social and economic changes; but it
was hoped that unrest could be avoided through the creation of
strong bonds of mutual a ection between employers and employees.
And anyway, if nothing was done, the risk was that the eld would
be left open to the revolutionaries, and their gospel of redemption
through a mass insurrection in the name of Italy might fall on
receptive ears.
Most of these publications adopted the almanac style of popular
literature that Benjamin Franklin had pioneered in the United States
a century earlier. Practical information about feast days, local
markets, lunar cycles, sowing and harvesting, of a kind that had
long circulated in rural areas, was mixed with poems, stories and
articles extolling the bene ts of industry, self-reliance and
religiosity. Some of the journals, such as Enrico Mayer’s Educatore
del povero (Educator of the Poor, 1833) in Tuscany and Lorenzo
Valerio’s Letture popolari (Popular Reading Matter, 1836) in
Piedmont, apparently reached quite large audiences, at least among
smallholders and artisans – though to what extent the political and
social message was absorbed is another matter. Such publications
certainly attracted more readers than Mazzini’s forays into popular
literature. Giovine Italia was only ever intended for the educated
middle classes, but in 1833 Mazzini produced three numbers of a
newspaper called Insegnamenti popolari (Popular Teachings), which
employed the question and answer form of Catholic catechisms to
try to get across his message about Italian unity and independence.
But sixteen pages of abstractions about duties, rights and the glories
of the nation were not calculated to strike a chord with most
peasants and workers. He tried again in the early 1840s with the
Apostolato popolare, this time placing the accent on the social gains a
national revolution would bring, but again he had little success.9
Some of the pedagogic initiatives undertaken by the moderates
aimed to be more enduring. In 1835a commission headed by two of
Florence’s most eminent liberals awarded the rst prize of 1,000 lire
for a book to ‘provide children with moral instruction as well as
practice in reading’ to a former Austrian censor from the Veneto,
Luigi Alessandro Parravicini. His Giannetto (revealingly described as
being ‘for the use of children and the people’) was to prove
enormously successful and went through sixty-nine editions down to
1910.10 Cesare Cantù and Giovanni Prati, both from Lombardy,
were proli c patriotic authors of prose and verse works intended for
largely popular audiences in which the virtues of rural life, work,
resignation and love of one’s fellow men were celebrated.
Paternalism was a major theme in the ction of Caterina Percoto,
‘the peasant countess’, a strong-minded woman who ran the family
estates in Friuli, smoked pipes and large cigars and from 1844
produced a string of highly regarded stories about the local
peasantry, in which the su erings of the main characters are always
relieved with the intervention of a benefactor or virtuous priest.11
The printed word was bound to have limited impact in a society
where there was so much illiteracy, and some moderates preferred
more visual media to try to bridge the gap to the masses. One such
was Niccolò Puccini, an energetic Tuscan landowner and patron of
the arts, who from 1824used his considerable fortune to turn his
eighteenth-century villa at Scornio near Pistoia into a beacon of
patriotism and a meeting point for the educated elite and the
working classes. The famous gardens – which were open to the
public – were an eclectic celebration of Italy’s past glories and an
exhortation to its future greatness. Set amid avenues of trees, in
bowers, small piazzas and temples, were statues of distinguished
gures, including Dante, Columbus, Raphael, Machiavelli,
Michelangelo, Tasso, Galileo, Muratori, Vico, Al eri, Botta and
Canova. A mock-Gothic castle (intended as a reminder of how the
Italian republics had built fortresses to defend themselves against
foreign oppressors)12 housed memorials to such ‘Italian’ warriors as
Castruccio Castracani, Carmagnola and Giovanni delle Bande Nere,
while outside on a column stood a large statue of Francesco
Ferruccio ghting his last battle. The main building was a Pantheon
dedicated to ‘illustrious men’, containing the busts of fourteen
eminent Italians (among them Napoleon) and an empty niche
reserved for ‘the future benefactor of Italy’. On the wall Puccini
placed an inscription warning any Italian who did not ‘tremble with
vendetta and love for Italy’ as he passed through the temple that he
would be ‘cursed on the day of its glory’ and deprived of the
‘sanctifying robe of citizen’.
Puccini was a close friend of many leading Italian patriots of the
1830s and 1840s, and among those who came to his villa were
Guerrazzi, Vieusseux, Gioberti, Leopardi and Botta. On 25 June
1836, the anniversary of the Peace of Constance in 1183between the
emperor Frederick Barbarossa and the cities of northern Italy, he
was host to the elderly Sismondi, who wandered around the garden,
inspecting the statues, reading the inscriptions and chatting to the
distinguished playwright Giovanni Battista Niccolini, while crowds
of admirers cheered ‘the historian of our Italian republics’.13 Like
Sismondi, Puccini was keen to highlight episodes from Italy’s past
that could serve as inspiration for the present generation, and
among the numerous paintings he commissioned were works
depicting the sixteenth-century Florentine republican leader and
martyr Niccolò dei Lapi (which the artist and writer Massimo
d’Azeglio promised him, but never delivered), the death of
Ferruccio, the Sicilian Vespers, the revolt of the Genoese against the
Austrians in 1746 (in which the instigator of the rising, the boy
‘Balilla’, is seen urging the frenzied mob forward like Delacroix’s
Liberty Leading the People), and the death of Filippo Strozzi (to show
‘how a beautiful death can cancel out a life of infamy’).14 Puccini’s
pictures (and the monuments in his garden) were often reproduced
as engravings and widely circulated.15
Puccini devoted huge amounts of energy to his friendships with
the liberal intelligentsia, but he also found time for other initiatives.
He promoted public works in the Pistoia area to improve
agriculture, set up welfare institutes, and took a particularly keen
interest in education, establishing a school in the grounds of his
estate to provide free instruction for local poor children (with a
characteristically strong emphasis on religious and moral teaching).
In 1842 he launched a series of carefully choreographed annual fairs
called the Festivals of the Ears of Wheat, held in the garden of his
villa, which brought together peasants and landowners in a mutual
celebration of the harvest. The rst day was devoted to sermons by
priests, extolling the joys of work, family life and agriculture, while
the second and third had a more bucolic tone, with games, music,
singing, eating and drinking, and the awarding of prizes to the most
successful farmers.16 There were also lectures by guest speakers. In
1846 the distinguished Sicilian exile Giuseppe La Farina gave a
passionate address on how the future progress of humanity
depended on the moral elevation of the people:
Oh! The masses are worth far more than those that calumny them think! Speak to them of
the fatherland, of religion, and their hearts will swell with generous feelings. But who is to
blame if the border of their fatherland is the hedge that girds their plot of land or at best
the cross that marks the end of their village, if they often feel that justice and prejudice are
the same thing, and if religion dissolves for them into a chaos of materialism, superstition
You have no faith in the masses and you are wrong… When I think
about the masses I am always reminded of that charming picture of
Albano, of Love riding a lion and playing a lyre to spur him on.
Certainly much thought and much chiselwork will be necessary to
sculpt this marble to perfection; but one day a god will spring from
it.19
OPERA
One of the most potent vehicles for the spread of the national idea
in the early 1840s was music. Opera was a passion throughout Italy,
and attracted all classes, and the evening performances of the latest
works by Donizetti, Mercadante or Ricci were the only occasions on
which the authorities would regularly permit the public to manifest
collective feelings. Theatres were microcosms of urban society. The
boxes belonged to the aristocracy, and, like salons, had a strong
female presence. The stalls resembled the piazza: almost exclusively
male, and thronged with students, soldiers, merchants and middle-
class professionals. At the top, in the gods, almost out of sight, were
the poorer classes: the artisans, small traders, shopkeepers and
servants. The noise and bustle were constant, and there was no sign
of the reverential silence that was starting to become the norm at
symphony concerts in northern Europe. The German composer Otto
Nicolai was shocked to nd that the music and singing were almost
drowned out by the chatter, while Berlioz observed how members of
the audience argued and shouted and clattered their sticks on the
ground as freely as if they were on the stock exchange.20
The Restoration governments had been keen to encourage opera-
and theatre-going, and more than 600 new playhouses were built in
Italy in the decades after 1815, mainly in the north and centre. The
motive was partly civic, a continuation of the Napoleonic idea that
public entertainment was a good way of fostering social ties in a
controlled environment, and also of keeping young men o the
streets and out of the taverns at night.21 The censors made sure that
the works contained no subversive material, while the police
patrolled the stalls and upper galleries to prevent disorder.
Moreover the fact that the main theatres were usually dedicated to
members of the royal family and were patronized by the ruler and
his court was seen as politically bene cial: the prince united with
his subjects in pleasure. The problem was that an environment that
encouraged displays of public loyalty and obedience when times
were good, might just as easily in a less favourable climate become
a forum for protest.
Such an inversion occurred in the 1840s, when the growing mood
of con dent and assertive patriotism in Italy was perfectly caught by
the young Giuseppe Verdi. There is not much to suggest that Verdi
himself felt very strongly about ‘Italy’ – his main attachment all his
life was to the dull at farmland around the village of Busseto near
Parma, where he had been born in 1813 (technically, at that time, a
French citizen) – but he and his publishers had an acute sense of
what the public wanted and were accordingly wily in the strategies
they used to try to circumvent the censors. Nabucco (1842), with its
theme of an enslaved people yearning for freedom and its great
patriotic chorus of ‘Va pensiero’ (‘Oh my fatherland, so beautiful
and lost’), was spared the blue pencil partly by being given a ‘safe’
religious setting; and the same probably also applied to Verdi’s next,
and almost equally successful, opera, I Lombardi alla prima crociata
(The Lombards on the First Crusade, 1843), which he dedicated to
Maria Luisa of Austria, perhaps to make doubly sure that he was not
thought to be subversive.22 In the case of Ernani (1844) the
seemingly in ammatory story of a band of high-minded conspirators
setting out to assassinate Charles V (‘We are all one single family…
unavenged and neglected slaves we will be no longer’) was carefully
tempered by portraying the emperor as a magnanimous and noble
gure.23
It was not always easy to predict what the censors would or
would not allow. One problem was regional variations: Naples and
Rome tended to be more stringent than Lombardy and Tuscany,
especially when it came to issues of religion. Sometimes an opera
would be permitted if it was transposed. Thus Rossini’s last and only
seriously political opera, William Tell (1829), which he wrote for the
French stage, could only ever be performed in Italy in a cut version
set in Scotland and called Rudolph of Stirling.24 Verdi’s Giovanna
d’Arco (Joan of Arc, 1845) was problematic on two counts: rst, its
heroine was o cially a heretic, and second, it dealt with a people
(the French) ghting for freedom against a foreign oppressor (the
English). In much of Italy it had to be relocated to fteenth century
Greece with a heroine called Orietta of Lesbos. Sometimes the
problem was not so much the censors as the local theatre directors
and their sensibilities. Thus the nobles on the executive committee
of La Fenice in Venice refused to première Verdi’s 1844 opera I due
Foscari on the grounds that it showed two of their fteenth-century
predecessors in an unfavourable light.25
An important feature of Verdi’s early operas – which both
re ected and fed the charged political climate of the mid-1840s –
was their novel use of the chorus. In an essay of 1836 Mazzini had
lamented the lack of truly passionate and spiritual music in Italy
that would further the ‘religious and national education of the
masses’ and inspire young men to take up arms (Donizetti had made
a start with Marino Faliero, he said; but Rossini had simply
portrayed ‘man without God’); and he suggested that composers
should elevate the operatic chorus from its present largely passive
role into a dynamic embodiment of ‘the people’, united,
spontaneous and assertive.26 It is not known if Verdi was aware of
Mazzini’s ideas, but the chorus certainly assumed an increasingly
central position in his work from Nabucco to La Battaglia di Legnano
(1849), with the theme of popular struggle for freedom at the heart
of the most successful of them – even Macbeth, where the main
adversaries of the king and his wife are the chorus of Scottish men,
women and children rather than Macdu .27
But what made operas such a powerful vehicle for the di usion of
national feelings in the 1840s was not so much the intentions of
composers as the willingness of audiences (or sections of them) to
impose political readings on librettos and turn performances into
occasions for patriotic demonstrations. And there was little the
censors could do about this situation, especially in 1846–8 when
governments everywhere in Italy were being forced to bow before a
tidal wave of liberal euphoria. Already at the rst performance of I
Lombardi in 1843 the line with which the crusaders were incited to
battle against the in del – ‘Today the Holy Land will be ours’ – was
greeted with cries of ‘Yes! Yes!’ and loud cheering. And virtually any
allusion to ‘the fatherland’ or ‘war’ in the mid-1840s risked
triggering similar responses, even in works that had not previously
been seen as political – as with Bellini’s Norma (1831), which in
1846–7 suddenly became a ‘patriotic’ work (and in particular its
Druid chorus of ‘War! War!’), despite the fact that the oppressors
were Romans. On occasions enthusiasm could spill out of the opera
house onto the streets (probably with prior planning), as happened
in Palermo in November 1847, when an aria containing the words
‘you deprived me of heart and mind, fatherland, gods and liberty’ in
Donizetti’s Gemma di Vergy (1834) provoked a storm of applause
and violent clashes with the police. The censors had probably
overlooked the line because the context was one of love, jealousy
and revenge, and on the face of it not remotely political.28
MODERATE PROGRAMMES
Poetry
1846–60
Revolution, 1846–9
If you return, I beg you, be the last to do so. We endure this harsh
separation patiently: but honour and duty are preferable to everything
else… If I followed my a ections alone I would summon you back
instantly to my side… But it is not for nothing that I have long made it
my life’s work to love Italy with faith, and to sacri ce everything to
duty. Do not think that I love you the less for not asking you to return…
But this is a time for sacri ces, and I nd in sacri ces a melancholy and
most holy delight.
‘All.’10
REVOLUTION
January the 12th 1848 was a public holiday in Palermo. It was the
king’s birthday and people were out strolling in the streets or
gathered in the piazzas smoking and talking. Tension had been
running high in Sicily for months. Pamphlets and posters had been
appearing denouncing Bourbon rule and calling for the introduction
of sweeping reforms and the establishment of an Italian federation.
Doves dyed green, white and red had been seen ying around the
city, and rumours that secret revolutionary committees were at
work had been rife – and young men like the aristocrat Rosalino
Pilo and his lawyer friend (and a future prime minister of Italy)
Francesco Crispi had indeed been making plans with liberals in
Naples for an insurrection in Sicily. At the end of November a series
of patriotic demonstrations had taken place in the local theatres,
with cries of ‘Long live Pius IX’ and ‘Long live Italy’, and women in
the boxes had tied their scarves together to form a chain
symbolizing the union of Italy. Rioting had broken out, which the
police had brutally suppressed. So when on the morning of 12
January a popular preacher stood up in the market square of the old
quarter of the city and began haranguing the crowds, it did not take
much for a fracas to snowball into street ghting and then into an
all-out revolt, with barricades and pitched battles with police and
soldiers. The following morning gangs of crudely armed peasants
descended on the city from the small hill towns above Palermo, just
as they had done in the revolution of 1820, eager to join in the
melee and become the sans-culottes of any new political order, or
more often simply to loot, kidnap and pillage.
From Sicily the revolutionary waves rippled up the peninsula. On
29 January, following huge demonstrations in Naples and a peasant
rising in the Cilento, the well-meaning but staunchly conservative
King of the Two Sicilies, Ferdinand II (whose passions were for his
thirteen children and food far more than politics), reluctantly
granted a constitution (‘O sommo Carlo’ became ‘O sommo
Ferdinando’ in a performance of Ernani the next day). In Piedmont,
Carlo Alberto quickly declared his readiness to introduce a ‘statute’
(he bridled at the term ‘constitution’) and Leopold of Tuscany made
a similar announcement on 11 February. Pius IX set up a
commission to prepare institutional reforms and issued a
proclamation calling for calm and obedience which concluded with
the electrifying words: ‘Grant thy blessing, great Lord, on Italy.’
Then the initiative passed to the rest of Europe. At the end of
February a revolution broke out in Paris forcing King Louis-Philippe
to abdicate, and this sent shock waves travelling east, rapidly
engul ng the whole of Germany and central Europe. Metternich ed
Vienna in mid-March (and settled peacefully in a ne house
overlooking the Thames at Richmond in Surrey), leaving the way
open for risings to break out in Lombardy and Venetia. The
Milanese took to the streets on 18 March and drove the Austrians
out in ve days of erce ghting, while the Venetians followed suit
and proclaimed the re-establishment of the Republic of St Mark on
22 March.
The insurrection in Milan immediately brought the spotlight to
bear on King Carlo Alberto. Demonstrations in favour of war against
Austria broke out across Piedmont, and in Genoa the agitation
risked turning democratic and republican. On 23 March Cavour
published a portentous article urging the king to action: ‘The
supreme hour for the Sardinian monarchy has sounded… one path
alone is open to the nation, the government and the king. War!
Immediate war, without delay!’11 But Carlo Alberto, the ‘Italian
Hamlet’, was racked with doubts: to invade Lombardy would mean
violating the treaties of 1814–15, not to mention the Austro-
Sardinian alliance of 1831. Yet it was fast becoming clear that the
only alternative was to be swept from his throne. On 24 March he
announced his intention to intervene, and identi ed himself grandly
with the cause of Italy; but in the diplomatic notes that he sent the
great powers he claimed that he was acting primarily to prevent the
revolution in Milan from becoming republican – which was almost
certainly much closer to the truth.
Unfortunately no preparations had been made for the campaign.
The general sta was riven with rivalries and disputes, which was
one reason why there were no plans. There was also the problem
that the king insisted on acting as commander-in-chief, and his
inveterate indecisiveness transmitted itself downwards. The army
advanced only slowly into Lombardy (the absence of maps did not
help) and no attempt was made to open a front in the Veneto or to
occupy the Trentino and cut o the Austrians’ principal line of
communication over the Brenner Pass. This failure meant the enemy
forces were able to retreat safely to the powerful group of forts in
the lower Po valley known as the Quadrilateral. When the king
reached Milan (having at the last moment ordered seventy
tricolours, after the Milanese indicated that they did not want to see
Savoy ags in their city), it quickly became apparent that he was
more interested in securing the annexation of Lombardy and the
Veneto than pursuing a war of national liberation. Old dynastic
ambitions were clearly uppermost in his mind, as many democrats
had feared. He cold-shouldered the more radical Milanese patriots,
who had borne the brunt of the ghting, and gave a lukewarm
reception to soldiers arriving from other parts of Italy. And
throughout April he remained almost inactive, allowing the
Austrians to regroup and bring reinforcements down into the
Veneto.
Carlo Alberto’s declaration of war on Austria produced a rush of
excitement in patriotic circles. Exiles hurried back from abroad to
lend their support, and across Italy volunteer units assembled and
set o for Lombardy. There was a great deal of suspicion on the part
of the other Italian rulers about Carlo Alberto’s real ambitions, but
neither Leopold of Tuscany nor Ferdinand of Naples felt strong
enough to resist popular clamourings to go to his aid, and both
dispatched small contingents of regular troops. Even Pius IX
authorized the formation of an expeditionary force. Led by a
Piedmontese general, Giovanni Durando (brother of Giacomo), it
was supposed only to defend the northern part of the Papal States
against a possible Austrian incursion (or an internal revolt) and not
cross the frontier into the Veneto, but Durando and his principal
lieutenant, Massimo d’Azeglio, had higher hopes. They were aware
of how crucial papal support was for the success of the national
cause and were determined to manipulate public opinion to try to
drag Pius into a war, even though there were clear signs that he was
bridling at the prospect of con ict with Austria, a Catholic power.
Durando and d’Azeglio overplayed their hand. As the troops
advanced north from Rome, dressed like crusaders, with crosses
sewn on the front of their uniforms, a series of highly rhetorical
orders of the day (written by d’Azeglio) were released to the press
corralling Pius into the national camp. The rst was bold:
‘Militiamen and soldiers!… The glorious souls of those who fought
at Legnano smile upon you from heaven: the great Pius gives you
the blessing of the Almighty: Italy trusts in your courage… Long live
Pius IX! Long live Italian independence!’12 The second, issued on 5
April after the Piedmontese had crossed into Lombardy, was
reckless, and when Pius read it he was incandescent with fury at its
violent and presumptuous tone:
Just over three weeks later Pius issued an allocution repudiating the
war: the Pope was the head of all of Christendom, not just Italy, he
said. The hopes of those who had wanted the Italian nation
sanctioned, if not created, by the Church, were irrevocably dashed.
The brief but brilliant existence of the Roman Republic in the spring
and summer of 1849 ensured that Mazzini and the democrats
emerged from the year of revolutions with considerable credit. As in
Venice, and also brie y in Brescia and Palermo, the determined
resistance of the local population against the counter-revolutionary
armies helped to sanctify the forces of the left and ensure they were
given an honourable place at the table of the international working-
class movement. In the 1850s many Italian exiles in London and
Paris were viewed with a measure of benevolence that they had not
previously received. The martial exploits of the democrats also
served to allay the old cliché that Italians could not ght. As a
leading gure of the Roman Republic said to Carlo Cattaneo: ‘[T]he
royal armies are weak… It is we, and not Carlo Alberto’s men, who
have cancelled out those sinister words: Les italiens ne se battent
pas.’20 More troublingly, though, the Roman Republic gave the myth
of Rome – a myth which both the neo-Guelphs and Mazzini had
been trying with some success to harness to the national question –
a powerful new momentum. Henceforward it would be almost
impossible to separate Italian uni cation from the idea of the ‘new
Rome’, with all its accompanying rhetoric of messianic regeneration
and imperial glory.
And this rhetoric could not fail to move audiences deeply imbued
with classical culture. Even those of quite modest learning had a
mental landscape peopled with ancient heroes – the Horatii, the
Scipios, the Gracchi – to whom they could feel heirs, and whose
robust civic virtues o ered a powerful template for political thought
and action. For Giuseppe Garibaldi, who told the enthusiastic
crowds that turned out to greet him on his arrival in the Eternal City
on 12 December 1848 that he had never, during all his time in
South America, ‘given up hope of kissing [the] august relics of
ancient Rome’,21 the aim of Italy’s Risorgimento was to ‘rejuvenate’
the nation and restore it to ‘the primitive era of Roman life’.22 And
it was Rome even more than the American or French revolutions
that led him to believe, like many democrats, in the need for a
dictatorship to accompany the national revolution. Indeed the rule
of a single man of great strength and virtue, like Cincinnatus or
Andrea Doria, brought in to help the country through a time of
acute crisis, was ‘the most glorious institution that had ever existed
in Italy’. And given the moral decadence pervading Italian society
after centuries of corruption he was rmly of the opinion that a
dictatorship would be needed for a long time before any kind of
parliamentary government could be risked.23
The Roman Republic was inaugurated amid huge emotional
excitement. On 27 January, Verdi conducted the premiere of his
new opera, The Battle of Legnano, in the Teatro Argentina. From its
stirring opening chorus (‘Long live Italy! A sacred pact binds all its
sons’) to its pathos-soaked nal scene, in which the mortally
wounded hero, who has personally slain Frederick Barbarossa in
combat and thereby ensured Italy’s liberation from the ‘barbarians’,
kisses the tricolour and dies to the strains of a Te Deum, the work
was rapturously received. A soldier sitting in the fourth tier was so
overcome at the end of Act Three that he ung his sword, coat and
epaulettes onto the stage, along with all the chairs in his box.24
Verdi (who had hurried from Paris specially for the occasion – and
returned there almost immediately afterwards) had to take twenty
curtain calls. A few days later, following extraordinary elections in
which 250,000 people had turned out to vote, the rst session of the
constituent assembly was held. In his inaugural address the veteran
republican Carlo Armellini reminded the deputies of the huge
weight of historical expectation that lay upon their shoulders as
they prepared to create a new Italy, the Italy of ‘the people’: ‘You
are sitting between the tombs of two great epochs. On one side are
the ruins of imperial Italy, on the other the ruins of papal Italy; it is
up to you to build a new edi ce upon those ruins.’25
The Roman Republic was a remarkable experiment in democratic
government – though the fact that Austria, Spain, Naples and soon
France all responded to the Pope’s appeal for help by sending troops
against it led in March to the establishment of a dictatorial (and
suitably classical) ‘triumvirate’ for the duration of what was rather
euphemistically called ‘the war of independence’. The most
authoritative of the triumvirs was Mazzini, and to the surprise of
many he wielded power with tact and moderation, earning
widespread respect and admiration, not least among foreign
observers. The death penalty, censorship and tari s were all
abolished, and during the spring and summer a highly progressive
constitution was drawn up which envisaged a democratic form of
parliamentary government, based on universal su rage and the
principles of liberty, fraternity and equality and committed to the
‘improvement of the material and moral conditions of citizens’. But
such radicalism did not stretch, as had been widely feared, to
attacks on the Church. Indeed everything possible was done to
guarantee the safety and independence of Roman Catholicism: there
was even an explicit ban on wood from confessionals being used in
the construction of barricades.26
But it was the defence of the Roman Republic that did most to
capture the imagination of contemporaries. From late April to early
July some of the best-known patriots of the Risorgimento –
Garibaldi, Pisacane, Bixio, Bertani, Medici, Nicotera, Sa ,
Belgioioso – took part in a desperate struggle against 40,000 French
troops sent to Rome by Louis Napoleon, the new president of the
Second Republic, in a cynical gesture to win over Catholic opinion
at home. Several thousand patriots lost their lives in the ghting,
among them the young poet Go redo Mameli, whose fervent wish it
had always been that Italians would learn to die as martyrs for their
nation (it had horri ed him to think that just a few thousand
Italians had been killed in all the wars of independence, ‘less than
Napoleon Bonaparte sacri ced in one day to win a battle’).27 But the
odds were heavily stacked against the Republic, and on 2 July, with
the French poised to enter the city, Garibaldi summoned his
remaining troops to St Peter’s Square and called on those who
wished to continue the struggle to follow him into the countryside,
where they might win the support of the rural masses: ‘I can o er
neither pay, nor shelter, nor food. I o er hunger, thirst, forced
marches, battles and death.’ Swords were brandished de antly, and
there were cries of ‘We will all come! You are Italy! Long live
Garibaldi!’ That evening a column of over 4,000 men slipped out of
Rome and headed north into the hills of Tuscany and the Marche;
but the peasantry showed no desire to ght for a Roman Republic,
let alone for Italy, and by the end of the month most of the
volunteers had grown disheartened, and they melted away.
This is to tell you that I have enrolled the very beautiful Countess of
Castiglione in our diplomatic ranks and invited her to irt with and,
should it be expedient, seduce the Emperor [Napoleon III]. If she
succeeds, I have promised to give her father the post of Secretary in Saint
Petersburg.
Far from Italy, amid the fog of London (which he loved),13 Mazzini
could keep his patriotic dreams alive, but for many of those who
had been caught up in the euphoria of the 1840s the chill encounter
with reality in the early 1850s brought a sense of disquiet, guilt and
even revulsion at the ease with which they had been deluded. Some,
like the exiled Milanese economist Pietro Maestri, turned to hard-
edged empirical scholarship in a bid to generate a more temperate
outlook: statistics as an antidote to rhetoric. There was a dangerous
chasm between real and imagined Italy, he thought:
[I]n every age Italians were condemned to have only an ideal fatherland. And that
separation between idea and history, theory and social reality, has given Italian thought an
anomalous and exceptional character. It is speculative and vague, lacks solid ground
beneath its feet, and avoids the lessons and restraints of facts. It will not allow caution of
any kind to intrude on the idealized destinies of the fatherland, and, as reality hurtles on
Unity, 1858–60
The people desires Italy one and indivisible, with Victor Emmanuel,
constitutional king, and his legitimate descendants
The Sicilian people desires Italy one and indivisible, with Victor
Emmanuel, constitutional king, and his legitimate descendants
History had indeed been made, but not quite as Cavour anticipated.
One of his big concerns was that the Italian contribution to the war
should be su ciently large to ensure that the French did not dictate
terms entirely. But the Piedmontese forces amounted to only about
60,000 men, less than half the size of the French army, which
accordingly bore the brunt of the ghting that took place in the
sti ing heat of the Po valley in late May and June. Furthermore the
organizational and structural problems that had undermined the
performance of the Piedmontese army in 1848–9 resurfaced in
1859. There were still no good maps of Lombardy and no proper
campaign plans, and it was extremely fortunate that the Austrian
commander showed little initiative at the start of operations and
failed to launch a serious attack on Piedmont, which could have
been overrun before the French arrived. There were also di culties
once again with the army leadership, as Victor Emmanuel insisted
on acting as commander-in-chief despite his lack of experience (and
penchant for outdated cavalry charges) and resented taking advice
from anyone, including his senior generals.13 The upshot was poor
communication and frequent arguments about tactics, which
contributed to several major blunders during the campaign,
including the failure of the Piedmontese forces to arrive until it was
almost too late at the Battle of Magenta on 4 June and the
unnecessarily high casualties in icted on the Piedmontese in the one
serious engagement in which they played a prominent role, at San
Martino three weeks later.14
No less disappointing to Cavour than the minor part played by
Piedmont in the ghting was the relative lack of national sentiment
on display during the war. This was politically very embarrassing, as
the principal justi cation for Napoleon’s intervention as far as the
rest of Europe was concerned was the need to liberate the people of
Italy from the oppressive and unpopular rule of the Austrians and
their satellite princes. Demonstrations did break out in the streets of
Florence on 27 April (instigated by eighty policemen from Turin
dressed as civilians) which caused the grand-duke to ee, but even
after the Austrians had been defeated at Magenta and the way
opened for the occupation of Milan, Modena and Parma, the large-
scale risings that La Farina and the National Society had con dently
told Cavour would break out showed no signs of materializing. The
northern part of the Papal States remained alarmingly inert after the
Austrians withdrew their garrisons from Bologna and Ancona,
leading Cavour early in July to complain to one of his con dants in
the Romagna, who had assured him that the local population was
enthusiastic in its desire for annexation to Piedmont, of ‘the very
meagre signs of patriotism displayed so far’ and of the burning need
that ‘the masses do something’ to show their hatred of papal rule.15
As with the campaign against Austria in 1848–9, part of the
problem was a widespread suspicion that Piedmont was more
interested in conquering than in liberating. The traditional mistrust
felt by many Lombards towards their ambitious neighbour was
evident in the cool and sometimes overtly hostile reception given
the advancing Piedmontese forces (in contrast to the French, who
were warmly received in Milan); and these old regional rivalries
were no doubt a factor in the conspicuous courage displayed by the
Italian-speaking units from Lombardy – Venetia that fought on the
Austrian side in the war (Cavour had hoped 50,000 Italians would
desert the Austrian colours; very few did).16 A similar wariness
about Piedmont’s motives may well have acted as a deterrent to
volunteers. In the months leading up to the outbreak of hostilities
thousands of young men arrived in north-west Italy to ght the
Austrians, but many were given a lukewarm reception by the
Piedmontese authorities, not least for political reasons, and in the
end only about 3,500 enrolled in the battalion of irregulars that was
placed under the command of Garibaldi. Not until Napoleon
complained bitterly that ‘showing you are ready to ght is the sole
way to prove your worthiness to become a nation’ did Cavour begin
to take a more positive attitude towards volunteers, but by then it
was too late as the war was nearly over. Karl Marx noted at the time
that the small state of Prussia had generated more enthusiasm and
more volunteers against France in 1813 than the whole of Italy
against Austria in 1859.17
The battle fought at Solferino, a few miles to the south of Lake
Garda, on 24 June was a major victory for the French and
Piedmontese armies, but it was immensely bloody. One chance
observer, a Swiss businessman called Jean Henri Dunant, was
inspired to found the Red Cross after witnessing the horri c
spectacle of the 30,000 dead and wounded lying strewn under the
blazing sun.18 The Austrians, however, were not decisively beaten,
and with little prospect of an immediate end to the war in sight,
Napoleon decided to press for peace. He was already alarmed by
Cavour’s attempts to engineer the annexation of Tuscany and the
Romagna to Piedmont, and he was worried that Prussia might be
about to enter the war on the side of Austria. He was also facing
opposition from Catholic opinion at home. The Austrians, for their
part, were concerned that any prolongation of the war might
unleash a wave of revolutionary nationalism in their empire. On 11
August, Napoleon and the Austrian emperor met at Villafranca and
agreed that most of Lombardy, but not Modena and Parma, should
be given to Piedmont, and that an Italian Confederation should be
established, with Austria as one of its members. Napoleon was
prepared to renounce his claim to Nice and Savoy, but insisted that
Piedmont should shoulder the full costs of the war. The terms were
then shown to Victor Emmanuel, who agreed to them. When Cavour
was told of this rather ignominious settlement he lost his temper
completely, hurled every manner of abuse at the king, who sat
quietly smoking a cigar, and resigned.19 Victor Emmanuel had never
forgiven Cavour for humiliating him over his mistress, and was
delighted to see the back of him.
THE THOUSAND
Italy, with the exception of the Veneto, Trentino, South Tyrol and
the city of Rome and its immediately surrounding territory, had
been united into a single kingdom. But the new state was far from
being the creation, or even expression, of a national will. Without
the armies of Napoleon III, the fortunate conjuncture of diplomatic
circumstances, the ambitions of Cavour and Piedmont, the
desperation of the Sicilian peasantry, and the determination of
Garibaldi and a handful of followers, uni cation would not have
occurred. The Risorgimento as a political and cultural movement
had been the work of a small minority of the population inspired by
a vision of the nation that owed much to literary and artistic fantasy
and to a willing suspension of disbelief in the face of the fractured
reality of much of the peninsula. For the overwhelming majority of
the twenty-two million people who suddenly found themselves
‘Italians’, ‘Italy’ had meant little or nothing. For many it had been a
wholly unfamiliar term. Listening to the crowds cheering ‘Viva
l’Italia’ in the streets of Naples in 1860 one French observer heard a
man turn to his neighbour and ask bemusedly: ‘What is Italy?’; and
in Sicily it was apparently quite widely maintained that ‘La Talia’
was the name of the new king’s wife.31 A major challenge facing the
country’s rulers after 1860 was how to give ‘Italy’ resonance in the
minds of a population that neither history, nor education, nor social
and economic interaction had prepared for political unity.
But the attainment of what contemporaries often referred to as
the country’s ‘moral unity’ was necessarily a much more
complicated process than the achievement of its ‘material unity’,
and it required as a guiding template a set of assumptions, both
negative and positive, by which the Italian nation could chart its
course. Most of these assumptions were formulated in the
Risorgimento and, with varying in ections and emphases, were
transferred to the political and cultural life of the new state after
1860. They included a sense that Italy had a great past to live up to,
and had a mission to ful l in the world, and should not content
itself with becoming merely ‘a large Belgium without industry’;32
that the peoples of the peninsula had a legacy of decadence and
corruption to shake o , and that national regeneration required the
emergence of Italians purged of their old vices and weaknesses and
educated to citizenship; that the abasement of previous centuries
had been due in large measure to fragmentation and discord, and
that the future of the country depended on creating internal
cohesion – particularly necessary for survival in a Darwinian world
where international con ict was inevitable and mass patriotic
armies indispensable; and that for this integration to be truly strong
and lasting Italians had to transfer a measure of faith and
enthusiasm to the secular sphere and so fashion the communion of
believers in ‘Italy’ that Mazzini and many other Italian patriots of
his generation had longed for.
Among those who had been caught up in the feverish excitement
of 1860 was a young student and passionate enthusiast for the cause
of Italian unity from the Veneto called Carlo Tivaroni. He had joined
a battalion of bersaglieri in Ferrara as a volunteer and saw action in
the last stages of the ghting against the Bourbons. Tivaroni was in
later years to become a prominent gure in radical journalism and a
deputy in parliament. His principal allegiance was always to the
democrats, and in particular to his great hero Garibaldi, but he
came to accept that the moderates, too, had played a crucial part in
securing the uni cation of Italy. And when in the 1880s and 1890s
he turned to writing a grand narrative of the events in the peninsula
since the French Revolution, he presented the Risorgimento as an
almost miraculous synthesis in which the various contending forces
had complemented one another perfectly (if unwittingly) in bringing
about the goal of national unity. But like many of his background he
regarded the attainment of material uni cation as merely one stage
in the Risorgimento. As he said towards the end of his monumental
work, in 1897:
Once material unity had been achieved, it remained to complete moral unity, without
which there is no nation, but simply a collection of individuals, easily dissolved… This is a
serious issue, as moral unity is a matter not of the form of the government… but of its very
substance, and is essential to a modern state… When the conscience of the ruling classes is
shared by everyone, when a sense of patriotism pervades the rural masses, when all the
provinces of Italy have these attributes in equal measure, then, and only then, will Italy be
able to look ahead with con dence and faith. Otherwise the work of the Risorgimento will
have been in vain and will have served no other purpose than to demonstrate the
Prose 1861–87
11
Nino Bixio, letter to his wife from San Severo, Puglia, 1863
What is the goal towards which we are all striving? To make Italy once
again into one body, one nation. Which is easier to unite: divided cities
and provinces or divided hearts and minds? In the case of Italy in
particular, I think the second is far harder than the rst.
Prior to its annexation to the new Italian state with the plebiscite on
21 October 1860, the small walled town of Pontelandolfo, some
forty miles to the north-east of Naples, had been part of the Duchy
of Benevento, an ancient enclave of papal territory situated deep
inside the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies and ruled over since the
Middle Ages by the local archbishop. Like countless other
settlements in the Apennines of central and southern Italy,
Pontelandolfo (or Polfo as it was often a ectionately known) was
accessible only with di culty. It was perched at a height of some
2,000 feet, with a steep precipice on one side and surrounded by
tracts of dense woodland, with the sheer Matese mountains
towering over it to the north and to the south rugged hills running
away down towards the Volturno river. The great majority of its ve
and a half thousand inhabitants were peasants, many of them
landless labourers, who before dawn would assemble in the Piazza
del Tiglio with their tools hoping to be hired for the day by an agent
of one of the small group of rich landowners or galantuomini who
dominated the political and economic life of the community and
who singled themselves out from the rest of the population with
their smart tailcoats and top hats and carefully groomed beards and
moustaches – the mosca or toothbrush up to 1860, thereafter the
more amboyant handlebar in imitation of King Victor Emmanuel.1
For most of the population of Pontelandolfo life was extremely
hard, and since the abolition of feudalism in 1806 the indications
are that it had been growing progressively harsher, as common
lands were enclosed by unscrupulous galantuomini and demographic
pressures resulted in local resources being spread ever more thinly
and wages being kept low: Pontelandolfo’s population rose sharply
in the rst half of the nineteenth century, perhaps by as much as 80
per cent, in line with much of the rest of southern Italy.2 The
average pay for sixteen hours of digging on parched rocky soil was
about one-third of a lira, enough to buy half a kilogram of bread
and a few vegetables; and since work was available for only a
hundred or so days in the year, those peasants who could not
supplement their incomes with produce from their own plot of land
or with milk and cheese from a goat were forced to forage in the
countryside, hunting for birds, hares, hedgehogs, wolves, wild boar
and other livestock in which the woods were relatively abundant
still, or simply stealing. Many families not surprisingly lived
perilously close to the breadline and su ered from poor health and
high death rates (life expectancy at birth was just over thirty for
Italy as a whole in 1861)3 and any additional nancial demands
that were made upon them – such as the local tax on land or the
much resented levy on goats – were very sorely felt.4
But severe material deprivation was in part redeemed by a strong
local patriotism that was to make it hard for many of the inhabitants
to develop a parallel loyalty to any broader geographical entity,
certainly one as unfamiliar and abstract as Italy. Pontelandolfo had
a well-developed sense of its own past, retold in songs and epic
poems chanted to large audiences by peasant bards and storytellers
on summer evenings after harvest or during the many festivals that
punctuated the year. It was a history in large part of a community
that had su ered repeatedly at the hands of forces from an
unpredictable and hostile outside world. According to legend the
town had been founded in remote antiquity by the Samnites in
honour of Hercules and had enjoyed great peace, prosperity and
happiness until conquered by the Romans at the beginning of the
third century BC. During the Dark Ages a Lombard bishop called
Landolfo had constructed a bridge in the area, from which the
settlement derived its modern name; but thereafter Pontelandolfo
had su ered a succession of devastating attacks and natural
disasters, including a raid by Arab invaders in 862, a terrible siege
and re at the hands of the Normans in 1138 and another at the
hands of the Aragonese in 1461, and catastrophic earthquakes in
1349,1456 and 1688. In 1806 it had been the turn of the French to
pillage and burn. So when in September 1860 Garibaldi’s troops
arrived in the area, followed shortly by the Piedmontese, it was easy
for the town’s inhabitants to feel somewhat sceptical about the
claims of their liberators that an unprecedented era of prosperity,
justice and freedom was about to begin.
To make matters worse, it was soon quite clear that the cultural
world of most peasants and even galantuomini in Pontelandolfo
would not attract much sympathy or understanding from their new
rulers. One obvious barrier was language: the local dialect was
almost incomprehensible to outsiders, and the soldiers garrisoning
the province of Benevento soon had a sense of living in a foreign
land, linguistically as well as emotionally. Illiteracy was universal
among the poor and knowledge of the broader world was restricted
to what the galantuomini or clergy cared to pass on to them or to
what could be gleaned from trips to neighbouring markets at San
Lupo, Cerreto, Guardia or Campobasso.5 Violence and murder were
common, and seemed to be regarded virtually as part and parcel of
everyday life, and the often close links that existed between bandit
gangs operating in the mountains around Pontelandolfo and the
townspeople (not least the landowners) was something that men
who had been brought up in Piedmont or Lombardy with a fairly
strong sense of the state found hard to stomach. Nor was it self-
evident that these links were simply the result of fear: the rich used
bandits to control their tenants and workers, police their estates and
conduct feuds with enemies in return for money, food and most
importantly protection from the law.
Religion might have been expected to provide some common
ground between Pontelandolfo and the Piedmontese, but in fact
many northerners were nauseated by what they regarded as the
superstitious character of much southern Catholicism with its belief
in demons, portents and miraculous interventions, its fertility
ceremonies and unorthodox rituals, its pomp and theatricality, its
veneration of relics and its cults of obscure local saints. The patron
saint of Pontelandolfo was San Donato, whose badly mutilated arm
preserved in a reliquary in a chapel on the outskirts of the town was
the focus of lavish celebrations held for several days each year in
the second week of August. The local archpriest, Don Epifanio De
Gregorio, probably viewed the pagan aspects of popular devotion in
his parish with some scepticism and alarm; and as the author of a
panegyric to the Bourbon king published in Naples in 1852 with the
title The Star in the Darkness, or the Immortal Ferdinand II King of the
Two Sicilies he must have hoped that his career would have taken
him to more elevated surroundings than this remote rural
community. But he had a duty to keep in with his congregation, and
his easiest course was to indulge them in their wishes, however
unorthodox they might be. It was also prudent to turn a blind eye to
witchcraft, which was as widespread in Pontelandolfo as it was in
most other rural settlements in Italy. The Church had often
condemned the use of magic charms and curses, amulets and
potions by wise women, but local people regularly employed them
to secure good luck or to ward o the e ects of the evil eye or, in
the absence of doctors, to cure illnesses.6
Towards noon the order was given to withdraw, and the troops
set o back to Benevento. The following day Negri sent a report to
the provincial Governor: ‘At dawn yesterday justice was done to
Pontelandolfo and Casalduni. They are still burning.’15 In the
months that followed many of those who had managed to avoid the
massacre on 14 August were rounded up and 573 were put on trial.
Of these 146 were sentenced to life imprisonment or to hard labour.
The bandit leader Cosimo Giordano succeeded in escaping justice
thanks largely to the protection of local landowners and politicians,
and after a few years spent in Rome he emigrated to Marseille with
a forged passport, where he opened a greengrocer’s shop. Negri
continued his successful military career and went on to serve in the
war against Austria in 1866, being promoted to the rank of major-
general.16 The towns of Pontelandolfo and Casalduni were for the
most part razed to the ground and some 3,000 people were left
homeless.
were displayed…20
How many died in southern Italy in the rst years of uni cation is
unclear and is still a subject of acrimonious and highly emotive
debate. At the time governments were understandably deeply
embarrassed by the situation and refused to allow any general
discussion of what in private even the sober-minded Piedmontese
moderate Quintino Sella admitted was a ‘real civil war’.29 A
parliamentary enquiry was set up to examine the causes of banditry
in December 1862, but its focus was almost entirely on the socio-
economic conditions of the south, with little suggestion that the
unrest was being driven by a widespread rejection of the new
political order, and even then its ndings were kept as secret as
possible. One further problem was that the army resented any civil
intrusion into its a airs and did not feel itself accountable to
parliament (indeed under the constitution it was answerable only to
the king) and as a result the scale and horror of episodes such as the
sacking of Pontelandolfo went uninvestigated. Estimates based on
o cial gures for those executed or shot in engagements between
June 1861 and December 1865 suggest that around 5,200 were
killed, but other sources, including local anecdotal testimony and
reports in the foreign press, point to a much larger total, running to
tens, perhaps several tens, of thousands. Recently claims have been
made for 150,000 dead and even much higher.30 These latter gures
are unlikely but not impossible, for as at Pontelandolfo many of the
killings arose from the frustration of soldiers who were operating in
a world that eyed them malevolently and who in return regarded
those they encountered as merely a ‘race of brigands’. Killings of
this kind by their very nature do not make the o cial record.
PIEDMONT VERSUS ITALY
For those, like De Sanctis, who saw the main task after uni cation
as being ‘to make Italians’, the new kingdom got o to an
inauspicious start. Mazzini and most of the democrats had never
been certain about what constitutional and administrative
arrangements they wanted, but they had been clear that ‘Italy’ must
be the expression of the whole nation, a synthesis of all its
constituent parts, and visibly di erent from what had preceded it. It
must not be the imposition of one state on the rest. During the
revolution in southern Italy in the summer of 1860, Piedmontese
laws and the Statuto had been introduced by Garibaldi in the
liberated provinces, but this had been essentially an emergency
measure and a tactical ploy (to reassure Cavour and international
opinion). Many imagined that once Rome had been taken a national
assembly would be convened and collective decisions made on such
key issues as the constitution, legal codes, regional autonomy and
local government. But the failure of Garibaldi to reach Rome and
the surrender of the south to Victor Emmanuel meant that the
initiative passed entirely to Piedmont in the autumn of 1860. And
the Piedmontese did almost nothing to allay the suspicions of those
who had always felt that this ambitious state was more interested in
its own aggrandizement than the cause of Italy.
In fairness to Cavour, there was a remarkable shift of opinion
among liberals throughout Italy during the autumn and winter of
1860. Before the plebiscites in October it had been generally
assumed that there would be a considerable degree of regional
autonomy in any new Italian state; and in fact a commission had
been set up in Turin in the early summer of 1860, with Cavour’s
approval, to look at plans for devolved power in the recently
expanded Piedmontese state. But the growing chaos in southern
Italy towards the end of 1860, with rural communities teetering
towards anarchy and cities buckling under the pressures of
economic and political dislocation, as armies of unemployed
workers, disbanded Garibaldian volunteers, sacked Bourbon
o cials, disillusioned democrats and supporters of the former
regime joined forces to riot and protest in the streets against the
new government, persuaded Cavour and his allies (including many
in the south) that decentralization could weaken the new edi ce of
Italy and bring about its rapid collapse.34 Sicily was a particular
worry: if autonomy was conceded here, might this not revive the
island’s old demands for independence?
But the introduction of centralization and the application of
Piedmontese laws and institutions to the whole of Italy were carried
out with so little consultation and such haste and insensitivity that
many local sensibilities and interests were left badly damaged.
Admittedly Piedmont was the only Italian state that had a
constitution, and so could claim a degree of moral superiority on
this score; but in many spheres – for example, education, local
government and justice – Lombardy, Tuscany and even the Kingdom
of the Two Sicilies could claim to have superior credentials to
Piedmont, which had only very recently shed its reputation of being
the most backward-looking part of the peninsula. In Lombardy the
process of what quickly became known as ‘Piedmontization’ was
pushed through by decree laws in the summer and autumn of 1859,
without any parliamentary discussion, and Milanese businessmen
suddenly found themselves saddled with the Piedmontese lira and
Piedmontese tari s, lawyers with the Piedmontese legal codes and
judicial structures, and teachers with the Piedmontese education
system – and this despite widespread agreement that the Austrian
system of schooling was quite outstanding, particularly at the
elementary level.
Elsewhere in Italy ‘Piedmontization’ started in 1860 and gathered
pace during 1861, culminating in the autumn in a series of decrees
that transferred Piedmont’s administrative and political structures
almost in their entirety to the rest of Italy. As the prime minister of
the time, Bettino Ricasoli, explained:
The supreme and most urgent need at this moment… is to unify… A universal and, it
should be said, perfectly rational desire exists on the part of the Italian nation for a robust
central power that is able to carry out its activities in all areas and can everywhere impress
Far and away the most popular national gure in 1861 was
Garibaldi, and had Victor Emmanuel and Cavour been generous in
recognizing the huge contribution that he and his followers had
made to national uni cation, the new state would have been greatly
strengthened at the outset. But the events of the summer and
autumn of 1860 showed that the government in Turin looked on the
volunteer army in the south as a threat, to be neutralized as quickly
as possible; while Garibaldi, precisely because of his huge
popularity, was regarded more as a rival than an ally, to be hustled
into the wings at the rst opportunity. And it was not just the scale
of Garibaldi’s popularity that alarmed Victor Emmanuel and Cavour.
It was also its character, for Garibaldi was treated in southern Italy
as a divinity, feted by ecstatic crowds, with people kneeling as he
passed, straining to touch his clothes or stirrups or kiss his hand,
and thrusting their children forward to be blessed or even baptized
by the man who was frequently compared in songs and ballads to
the Archangel Michael or to Jesus Christ.41 Nor was this enthusiasm
con ned to Italy. In Britain during the summer of 1860 countless
pamphlets, poems and books appeared celebrating Garibaldi’s heroic
achievements. Subscriptions were raised, and volunteers ocked
from all over the country to join him – including a working-class
brigade from Glasgow and London that got a bad reputation for
unruliness and drinking and nearly shot Victor Emmanuel by
accident.42 And in other countries, too, Garibaldi quickly became a
living legend: in Russia the great anarchist Bakunin heard Siberian
peasants talking of being liberated one day by ‘Gariboldov’.43
The ingratitude and hostility displayed by Victor Emmanuel and
Cavour to Garibaldi and his volunteer army alienated many of the
most committed patriots from the new Italy and gave rise to the
enduring myth of a passive revolution. The nation had been severed
at the outset from the lymph of popular enthusiasm; another march
on Rome was needed to connect with the people and give the nation
true life. Mazzini was particularly disappointed at the outcome of
1860. It was a triumph for Piedmontese self-interest and for
materialism and force over faith, he believed: ‘I had thought to
evoke the soul of Italy; all I see before me is its corpse.’ He returned
to London, where he continued to work for a fresh revolutionary
initiative that would lead to the capture of Rome and the Veneto.
He could acknowledge that Cavour was a remarkable politician but
he regretted the statesman’s ‘Machiavellian calculations of
expediency’ that had thwarted the country’s spiritual regeneration
and risked leaving a legacy of corruption to Italy.44 And there were
plenty in England who shared his concerns. The writer George
Meredith produced a powerful defence of Mazzini and his views in
his 1866 novel Vittoria, while George Eliot’s remarkable parable
about the two souls of Italy – the Machiavellian and the austerely
moral – in Romola (1863) concluded with a thinly disguised lecture
to the new nation about its future (‘Mamma Romola, what am I to
be?’),45 in which she stressed the importance of choosing the path of
real virtue over narrow hedonism and sel shness. Mazzini read and
enjoyed the book.46
A number of other leading democrats followed Mazzini in turning
their back on united Italy, retreating into private life or else
conspiring in southern Italy against the new kingdom. But some felt
duty-bound to ght their corner from within the state. One such was
Francesco Crispi, who despite considerable government opposition
managed to get himself elected to parliament in January 1861 for a
constituency in his native Sicily. Crispi had spent more than a
decade in exile for his beliefs and had risked his life for the cause of
Italy, but that did not stop Cavour targeting him in the summer of
1860 as one of the dangerous ‘red republicans’ and ‘socialist
demagogues’ around Garibaldi who needed to be ‘thrown into the
sea’.47 Victor Emmanuel used far less polite language, and when the
two men met near Naples in November the king refused to shake
hands with this future prime minister of Italy. Crispi never forgot
the snub. Cavour, too, would not look Crispi in the face after he
arrived in Turin as a deputy.
This callous and impolitic lack of magnanimity extended also to
the troops who had fought in southern Italy. While many regiments
from the standing armies of the annexed territories in the north and
centre were welcomed into the Piedmontese forces in 1860–61,
those who had served under Bourbon or papal commanders were
looked on with grave suspicion and treated very di erently. Tens of
thousands were taken prisoner and sent o to penal islands or to
fortress camps in Lombardy and Piedmont (in one case high up in
the Alps), where many – precisely how many is still unknown – died
from disease, malnutrition and cold. The o cers generally fared
better, and over 2,000 were eventually admitted into the Italian
army – though less out of a desire for integration and more from a
concern to deprive the rebel population in the south of potential
leaders. And once in the army these southerners had a di cult time,
often facing severe discrimination from an institution that saw itself
still as Piedmontese and insisted on monopolizing the upper ranks
for many years to come. As the Minister of War explained to
parliament, though, the south had for long been culturally and
morally backward and therefore could not be expected to produce
good soldiers.48
There was even greater mistrust towards the volunteers who had
fought with Garibaldi. Undoubtedly the southern army was
something of a rag-bag, with many of the 50,000 who had ended up
on the pay-rolls having joined simply to get a job and boasting few
if any military (or patriotic) credentials. There were also numerous
irregularities, with soldiers listed as being in more than one
regiment and so claiming multiple daily allowances (the full extent
of the corruption is unknown as the southern army’s chief
administrator, the writer Ippolito Nievo, was drowned in mysterious
circumstances, taking all the accounts with him, in March 1861).
But from a political point of view Cavour’s decision to liquidate the
southern army in January 1861 and his reluctance to let the o cers
transfer to the Italian army was highly insensitive and resulted in
the former commander of the volunteers, General Sirtori, declaring
angrily in parliament in March that the Piedmontese had come to
the south as enemies, ‘in order to ght us who were Italy!’49 And
worse followed. On 18 April, Garibaldi turned up in the Chamber of
Deputies, wearing a red shirt and poncho, for a debate on how the
divisions in the country could be healed and accused the
government of having provoked ‘a fratricidal war’. Pandemonium
broke out and the sitting was suspended, and despite the best e orts
of the king at mediation, Garibaldi and Cavour refused to shake
hands. A few days later Crispi wrote to a friend saying that he was
planning to write an account of the revolutionary events of 1860
with the projected title: The Civil War.50
PARLIAMENT
Could the legacy of the past be e aced, he asked: ‘Hoc opus, hic
labor’ (‘That is the task, the labour’).61
12
Never did such a momentous event attract so little attention. The king arrived in the evening, and
hardly anybody turned up to greet him outside the station. Those that had gathered were poor
wretches rather than respectable citizens… When the king got down from his carriage in the
atrium of the Quirinal Palace, he turned to Lamarmora in the fashion of a traveller bored by the
journey and muttered, in Piedmontese: ‘We are nally here.’
Rome had not been taken in 1860: the horri c prospect of Garibaldi
and his followers – no doubt joined by Mazzini – celebrating on the
Capitol together with the risk of French intervention had persuaded
Cavour that the city should stay in the hands of the Pope. But Rome
had been at the heart of the national question for nearly two
decades, elevated into a potent symbol of regeneration and unity by
Gioberti and Mazzini, and with patriotic fervour at fresh heights
after the remarkable events of 1860, it was almost unthinkable that
the Eternal City should not be proclaimed ‘Italian’ by the new state.
Apart from anything else, to renounce Rome would be to split the
moderates and democrats irreparably. So when in March 1861 the
issue was debated in the Chamber, Cavour got up and announced
that Rome had to be Italy’s capital for ‘great moral reasons’, as it
was the only city whose importance was much more than simply
geographical and whose memories were not ‘exclusively municipal’.
In return, as be tted a liberal state, the kingdom would guarantee
the Church in its spiritual mission: ‘We are ready to proclaim this
great principle in Italy: a free Church in a free state.’1
Pope Pius IX could not accept such a solution; and given the fury
of French Catholic opinion at what had happened to the Papal States
– the Marche and Umbria had both been annexed, leaving the
Church with Lazio – nor could Napoleon III. As a result a large
garrison of French troops remained stationed in Rome and the
Italian government was forced to defer occupying the city until a
suitable opportunity arose. But not everyone believed that Rome
should become the capital of Italy. Massimo d’Azeglio argued that a
city ‘impregnated with the miasmas of 2,500 years of material
violence and moral pressure in icted on the world by its successive
governments’ was a bad choice for a modern liberal state.2 His
preference – not surprising, perhaps, for an urbane artist and writer
– was for Florence. D’Azeglio’s father-in-law, Alessandro Manzoni,
was similarly repelled by the grandiose and sanguinary images that
Rome summoned up, and though he came to accept that for political
reasons the city had to be the capital, he never wanted to set foot
there.3 The leading Neapolitan moderate Ruggero Bonghi felt that
an ‘intoxicating breeze’ would inevitably waft from Rome across
Italy and that the new nation would do better to forget its past and
concentrate instead on the mundane problems that confronted it in
the present.4 For such reasons some people suggested that Italy
should follow the example of the United States and build a new
capital city from scratch, for example in the centre of the peninsula,
in Umbria, where it would be largely free from the deadweight of
unwelcome historical memories.5
But such views belonged to a minority, and even those who were
largely unmoved by the Eternal City’s past could nevertheless feel
drawn to it for what it might become in the future. Mazzini’s vision
of a Third Rome with a universal mission resonated far beyond
democratic circles and often in quite surprising quarters. The
Piedmontese wool manufacturer and economist Quintino Sella, who
as Finance Minister in the 1860s and 1870s wrestled sternly with
the country’s massive public debts, was not normally given to
rhetoric or poetry, but even he confessed that his old bones became
‘electri ed’ when he heard talk of Rome.6 He dreamed of making
the new capital into a great international centre for science – raising
the banners of positivism and progress triumphantly over the ruins
of the Pope’s temporal power – with a string of academies and
schools, institutes of chemistry, physics and biology, botanical
gardens and centres for the arts. Rome would thus become a
formidable moral and material symbol of the nation, uniting Italians
in a common purpose, with ‘the struggle for truth against ignorance,
prejudice and error’ giving rise to ‘the same unanimity as is to be
found in the days of ghting to defend the fatherland’.7
Garibaldi shared Sella’s secular vision, and he too saw the
acquisition of Rome and its elevation into a great and modern
capital city as necessary to the moral unity of Italy. After his clash
with Cavour in the Chamber of Deputies in April 1861, his sense
that the cause of Italy had been betrayed by the opportunism of the
Piedmontese prime minister intensi ed, and he returned home to
the island of Caprera determined to resume the march on Rome at
the earliest opportunity. The satisfactions to be gained from leading
the life of a modern Cincinnatus, shing, farming, building walls
and reading, albeit interspersed with a steady stream of tourists
arriving by boat and seeking a lock of hair or some other souvenir of
‘the hero of the two worlds’, were necessarily rather paltry after the
heady poetry of the previous year. For a while he contemplated
accepting an invitation from the US government to serve as a
general with the Unionist forces in the Civil War (‘tens of thousands
of American citizens would glory in serving under the Washington
of Italy’),8 but only on the unlikely conditions that he was made
commander-in-chief and that President Lincoln declared the
complete abolition of slavery. In reality his sights were still rmly
set on Italy.
By the end of 1861 Garibaldi and his democratic friends were
toying with the idea of using the growing chaos in southern Italy as
the basis for a renewed march on Rome. Throughout the country
political associations sprang up to mobilize public opinion and
provide Garibaldi with a pretext for a fresh initiative and hopefully
too – and this was crucial – give the government grounds in the eyes
of the international community for standing aside and letting the
‘will of the people’ prevail. In June 1862 Garibaldi sailed from
Caprera to Sicily. He may not have known exactly what he was
going to do there, but such was the reception he received, with vast
crowds cheering him wherever he went and calling for ‘Rome and
Venice’ and ‘Rome or death’, that the pressure to act soon became
overwhelming. Volunteers began assembling – though for the most
part not the well-educated students who had made up the backbone
of the Thousand, but rather the unemployed and the hungry,
desperate for food and pay; and with rumours rife that Garibaldi
had a secret understanding with the king (and possibly Victor
Emmanuel had intimated something),9 the insurrectionary
momentum in Sicily fast became unstoppable. On 24 August two
steamers crammed with volunteers crossed to the southern tip of
Calabria, and Garibaldi began marching north.
Meanwhile the government in Turin had come under strong
pressure from the French to intervene. Already on 3 August the king
had issued a proclamation urging Italians not to support Garibaldi
and warning them of the dangers of civil war. But the hope had
been that this was merely a ploy to keep Paris happy and that Victor
Emmanuel was secretly planning to repeat the trick of 1860: let
Garibaldi advance and then step in at the last moment, take Rome
and ‘save’ the Pope from the clutches of the rebels. In reality,
though, the government was too frightened of Napoleon to risk such
a dangerous game. And perhaps just as importantly the Piedmontese
generals who were in charge of the regular army in the south,
Lamarmora and Cialdini, had no wish to see Garibaldi and his
loathsome volunteers win yet more plaudits. On 20 August martial
law was declared in southern Italy, and a few days later a column of
3,500 troops under Colonel Pallavicini was dispatched to halt the
rebels.
Garibaldi and his 2,000 men had wandered up from the Calabrian
coast onto the thickly wooded slopes around Aspromonte, hoping to
avoid a clash with the Italian army. On the morning of 29 August,
tired and hungry after two days of marching, they came in sight of
Pallavicini’s troops and took up a defensive position at the edge of a
pine forest. Strict orders were given to hold re: Garibaldi had no
wish to shed ‘fraternal blood’. But Pallavicini was a professional
Piedmontese o cer with instructions to treat the volunteers as
insurgents, and without pausing to parley he sent his bersaglieri into
action, shooting as they raced forward. A few of the volunteers lost
their nerve and returned re, and in the course of the next ten
minutes a dozen or so men were killed. Garibaldi was hit twice:
once, lightly, in his left thigh, a second time, far more seriously, in
his right ankle. Pallavicini approached and found Garibaldi lying
under a tree smoking a cigar. He asked him to surrender. The Hero
of the Two Worlds was then taken on a stretcher to a nearby port.
He asked to embark on a British ship, but General Cialdini would
not hear of it. He was conveyed to La Spezia and imprisoned in a
nearby fort, before being amnestied in October. Colonel Pallavicini
was promoted, and seventy-six of his men were awarded medals for
their gallantry.10
Garibaldi’s wounded foot was to cause him immense pain for years
to come and left him severely incapacitated. Doctors from all over
Europe hurried to o er him their services, and it was one of them –
the celebrated French physician Auguste Nélaton – who located the
bullet deep in the arthritic bone of his ankle. Once extracted the
lead ball quickly became the target of souvenir hunters willing to
pay huge sums for such a relic. As far as the international
community was concerned Aspromonte did nothing to diminish the
remarkable esteem in which Garibaldi was held. If anything it
reinforced his reputation as a simple, brave and sel ess patriot
willing to risk all for his nation, even against the chicanery of
professional politicians. Gifts poured in (Lord Palmerston sent an
invalid’s bed), subscriptions were launched, and prints, cartoons and
tributes, in verse and prose, rolled from the presses, with Italy (or at
least o cial Italy) almost invariably cast as the villain of the piece.
One popular lithograph in France showed Garibaldi as the cruci ed
Christ with members of the Italian cabinet standing at the foot of
the cross brandishing the tools of execution and casting lots for his
clothes, with Napoleon III and the Pope merrily dancing a jig
together in the background.11
In Italy, Aspromonte weakened the already tenuous position of
the authorities in the annexed regions, above all in the south. In
Sicily the imposition of martial law led to thousands of arrests and
dozens of summary executions. Demonstrations in favour of
Garibaldi, and even the singing of the eminently patriotic ‘Garibaldi
hymn’, were banned. Subversive violence escalated, and the forces
of law and order were left feeling ever more beleaguered and
paranoid – a paranoia fuelled by mysterious episodes such as that of
the pugnalatori in October 1862, when thirteen people were stabbed
on a single night in di erent parts of Palermo. Terms such as
camorra and camorristi were deployed in an attempt to explain such
lawlessness and invest it with a strongly criminal image (and so
conceal its political dimensions); and in 1865 a new word appeared
in government reports from Palermo: the ma a. While there was no
evidence for the existence of any formal association with this name
– which allowed Sicilians subsequently to claim with some
justi cation that the ma a had been ‘invented’ by northerners – the
idea of a large-scale secret organization certainly gave the
authorities the conceptual ammunition they needed to persist with
emergency measures.12
The heavy-handed methods used by the government in the south
put the democratic deputies in parliament in an awkward position.
Some felt that they should show their disgust by resigning their
mandates, but others like the Sicilian Francesco Crispi argued that
they should do all they could to support constitutionalism, stay put,
and ght their corner from within Palazzo Carignano. Matters came
to a head in December 1863 with a speech to the Chamber by a
senior Piedmontese general, Giuseppe Govone. Govone had been
sent to Sicily the previous summer with twenty battalions to round
up draft-dodgers and had used particularly brutal (and technically
illegal) means, including besieging towns, cutting o water supplies,
and seizing women and children as hostages. In an attempt to
defend his actions he foolishly let slip some remarks about the
uncivilized character of Sicilian society and the ‘barbarity’ still
prevailing in the island. Pandemonium broke out on the benches
(Crispi challenged one leading northern deputy to a duel – although
this too was technically illegal)13 and twenty-one democrats ended
up resigning. Among them was Garibaldi.
The government urgently needed to try to regain some moral
credibility, and the prime minister, the distinguished Bolognese
patriot Marco Minghetti – whose great erudition and urbanity had
not stopped him from wounding a former prime minister in a duel
in June 1863 following an altercation in the Chamber – looked to do
this by moving the kingdom’s centre of gravity away from Turin. As
Massimo d’Azeglio said, the biggest challenge facing the country
was to nd ways of making the rest of Italy hate Piedmont less.14
After hurried negotiations a convention was signed with Napoleon
III in September 1864 under which the French would withdraw
their troops from Rome in return for a guarantee of the Pope’s
remaining territories and the transfer of the capital to Florence. On
the face of it this looked like a renunciation of the Eternal City, but
the government hoped that Italians would see it as a step in the
right direction (at least geographically). Unfortunately for Minghetti
the ‘September convention’ unleashed a storm of anger in Turin
with three days of rioting in the streets, and he was forced to resign.
A new government was installed with the Piedmontese general
Alfonso Lamarmora as prime minister and with ve of the nine
cabinet portfolios also assigned to Piedmontese (two of the others
went to Lombards).
Under Lamarmora’s direction the drive towards centralization
was intensi ed. A series of laws in 1865 led to the uni cation of
Italy’s civil and commercial codes, though the extension of the
Piedmontese penal code to the rest of the peninsula proved
problematic, as Tuscany was proud of its enlightened traditions and
was deeply unhappy about introducing the death penalty. Some
regional variations in the criminal law were accordingly allowed to
persist, and uniformity was only nally achieved in 1889. The
Piedmontese administrative system had already been applied to the
annexed territories in 1859–61, but a law of 1865 made a number of
important modi cations and clari ed the role of the pivotal gure
in the system, the prefect. Prefects were appointed by the Minister
of the Interior and controlled the sixty or so provinces into which
the new kingdom was divided. They had wide-ranging powers,
including responsibility for public order, censorship of the press, the
monitoring of town councils (mayors were also centrally appointed)
and the conduct of elections – which in practice meant doing
everything possible to help government candidates. Not
surprisingly, a high percentage of prefects in the rst decades of
unity came from Piedmont, or at least from the north of the country,
and in the case of key posts such as Milan, Florence, Naples and
Palermo they were almost invariably friends of the minister.15
Administrative and legal unity, however, could not obscure the
deep moral fault-lines that ran through the country and made
something of a mockery of the idea of Italy ‘one and indivisible’.
Moderates and democrats were bitterly opposed; the old municipal
and regional rivalries were as pronounced as ever; north and south
were riven by mutual antipathy and virtual civil war; and Catholics
were being urged to boycott the new state (in December 1864 the
Pope racked up the tension further by condemning the central tenets
of liberalism in the so-called ‘Syllabus of Errors’). Surveying the
somewhat desolate scene a year before he died Massimo d’Azeglio
could not but conclude, as he told the Senate, that it was far easier
to unite ‘divided cities and provinces’ than ‘divided hearts and
minds’.16 He felt that if the nation were ever to become truly strong
then Italians would have to undergo a process of profound re-
education. As he said in his memoirs, written towards the end of his
life with the intention of helping his fellow countrymen to
understand the great task that lay ahead of them:
The struggle against the foreigner is largely completed. But this is not the principal
challenge… The most dangerous enemies of Italy are not the Austrians but the Italians… as
they have wanted to make a new Italy while remaining the Italians of before, with all the
in rmities and moral weaknesses that have been their undoing for centuries. For Italy…
will never become a well organized and properly governed nation, strong both against the
foreigner and internal sectarians, free and independent, until everyone, humble, middling
or great, each in his own sphere, carries out his duty and carries it out well… Italy’s most
pressing need is to mould Italians who are capable of doing their duty… Sadly we are each
its regions, were ghting for the Fatherland under one single banner…32
Custoza and Lissa also had the e ect of destroying most of the
remaining vestiges of optimism generated by the events of 1859–60.
The idea, so central to the national movement from the time of
Napoleon, that Italy needed to undergo a fundamental moral
transformation in order to shake o the legacy of centuries of
corruption and decadence, resurfaced and caused many to argue
that the Risorgimento, far from being concluded, had in reality yet
to begin. These sentiments were well expressed by the Neapolitan
historian Pasquale Villari in a famous article entitled ‘Who is to
Blame?’ published immediately after the war, in which he said that
the defeats had laid bare in brutal fashion the shortcomings of the
uni cation process. Had Italy been brought into existence through a
genuine national revolution, engineered entirely by its own people,
then a ‘new, young and warlike’ ruling class would have emerged
‘out of the crucible of a long and bloody struggle’, to replace the
ancien rágime elites and provide the nation with vigorous leadership.
But this had not happened, and instead Italy had been left ill-
governed and prey to all its ancient weaknesses: ‘In the heart of the
nation there lies an enemy more powerful than Austria: our colossal
ignorance, the illiterate masses, the dumb bureaucrats, the stupid
professors, the infantile politicians, the insu erable diplomats, the
incompetent generals, the unskilled worker, the authoritarian
farmer, and the rhetoric that eats our bones.’33
As if to underscore the point, an insurrection broke out in
Palermo in the middle of September just as the war ended, and for a
week the city was in the control of some 40,000 insurgents, many of
them belonging to the same peasant squads that six years earlier
had poured down from the hills in support of Garibaldi. The rising
was as much social as political in character, and lacked clear
organization, with republicans and separatists rubbing shoulders
incongruously with Bourbonists and clericals; but the government
was extremely jittery after the recent defeats and the army
leadership keen to highlight what it saw as one of the main sources
of contamination of the country’s moral bre, and a large force was
dispatched to Sicily under the Piedmontese general Ra aele
Cadorna, and Palermo bombarded into submission. Martial law was
declared, and there were sweeping arrests and numerous summary
executions (including of women). To justify the severe measures,
Cadorna drew up a list of atrocities that had allegedly been
committed by the Sicilians, including policemen being burned alive
and bitten to death, a soldier being cruci ed, and carabiniere esh
being sold publicly in the streets; and the government went ahead
and published these claims, even though Cadorna later confessed
they had been based on little more than hearsay.34 The Minister of
the Interior further stoked the ames by talking publicly for the rst
time about a deadly secret society called ‘the ma a’ which he
alleged had been largely responsible for the horrors in Sicily.35 The
demons within Italy were rapidly emerging as every bit as menacing
as those without.
THE TAKING OF ROME
The costs of uni cation had been very high, and Italy’s public
nances had been in a precarious condition for some time. The war
of 1866 was the last straw, and it left the country nancially as well
as morally prostrate. During the next four years the government was
forced to concentrate heavily on the prosaic business of staving o
bankruptcy, raising loans, issuing vast amounts of paper money,
selling o ecclesiastical property and increasing taxes. The rst of
the country’s major parliamentary scandals broke out in 1868–9 in
relation to the sale by the state of its tobacco monopoly to a
consortium of bankers for a seemingly paltry sum, with widespread
rumours that many deputies (and even the king) stood to make huge
personal gains from the transaction.36 On the left in particular there
were angry accusations that Italy was being dragged into a moral
morass, and metaphors of ‘mire’ and ‘mud’ began to be bandied
about freely in reference to the Chamber of Deputies. The image of
Italy as a modern-day ‘Byzantium’ – e ete, corrupt and decadent –
also began to circulate, and soon became common currency. To add
to the growing sense of despondency serious rioting broke out early
in 1869 – this time in the north rather than the south, in the
Romagna – following the introduction of a highly unpopular new
grist tax, and again martial law was declared and General Cadorna
sent in with the army.
The idea of a march on Rome to complete the country’s material
and moral uni cation remained in the air, and in the autumn of
1867 the elderly Garibaldi embarked on one last desperate bid to
seize the Eternal City. The prospect of a war with France did not
worry him. Indeed he welcomed it: it would be the making of Italy.
‘A few days of energetic action will serve to sort everything out and
win over the entire nation,’ he informed his friend Francesco Crispi.
‘… The whole population would rise up, women and children
included, and the world would see a demonstration of the will of the
people such, perhaps, as had never been witnessed before.’37 But his
hopes proved unfounded. Thousands of volunteers assembled in
Florence and again there were rumours of a secret understanding
between Garibaldi and the king; but the rising that was supposed to
have broken out in Rome to provide a pretext for armed
intervention failed to materialize, and although Garibaldi advanced
into papal territory, the government lost its nerve and refused to
send in the army to support him, thereby allowing the French to
land an expeditionary force at Civitavecchia unopposed. Without
assistance from the local population, the venture was doomed to
failure and on 3 November, demoralized by the cold and the rain,
Garibaldi and his supporters were defeated in a minor engagement
at Mentana. Far from being erased the humiliations of Custoza and
Lissa the previous year had been compounded.
Rome was nally acquired only in September 1870, and the event
was not the glorious culmination to the national movement that
many patriots had hoped for. The outbreak of war between France
and Prussia obliged Napoleon III to withdraw his garrison of troops
from the city in July, but the Italian government under the
eminently worthy but lacklustre Piedmontese doctor Giovanni Lanza
remained wedded to the idea that Rome should if possible be
secured peacefully, with the consent of France and the papacy, and
hesitated to use military action. It continued to hesitate even after
Napoleon had been defeated at the Battle of Sedan early in
September and been forced into exile; and it was largely only fear of
republicans seizing the initiative and increasing pressure from
public opinion, whipped up in the main by the patriotic democratic
press (even the king’s mistress got excited: she vowed never to sleep
with Victor Emmanuel again if he did not take the city),38 that
persuaded the government to move. On the morning of 20
September, Italian artillery punched a hole in the walls of Rome
near Porta Pia. The Pope had asked his soldiers to put up token
resistance – just enough to show that he was yielding to force – and
there were only a few casualties. A white ag was soon ying over
St Peter’s, and within a day all that remained of the temporal power
of the popes was the Vatican.
For those who had grown up under the in uence of Mazzini and
the other patriotic writers of the Risorgimento, the half-hearted
manner in which Rome was taken was frustrating. It seemed to
indicate a lack of faith in Italy as a nation: for if Italy had been
providentially ordained, as so many had wished to believe, then
surely it was entitled to seize what rightfully belonged to it, if
necessary by force, without having to worry about diplomatic
niceties? And if the country’s leaders displayed so little con dence
in the national principle, what hope was there that the rest of the
population would acquire any sense of patriotism? Even after the
city had been captured, the government remained nervous, almost
as if it was embarrassed by what had happened and was worried
about upsetting the Pope more than it already had done. Victor
Emmanuel only travelled to Rome for the rst time on 30
December, arriving discreetly in the middle of the night and staying
for just a few hours; and even then the o cial reason for the visit
was to o er sympathy to victims of a recent ood of the Tiber and
not for the king to set foot in his new capital. The gulf between the
poetry and the prose was horribly apparent; and in the decades to
come the anxieties and frustrations that this gulf engendered were
slowly to gnaw away at the moral foundations of the liberal state
and foster among the country’s leading intellectuals desperate, and
sometimes wholly unrealistic, schemes for rectifying the situation.
The writer Giosuè Carducci – the former Mazzinian who
dominated the Italian literary scene in the 1870s and 1880s – voiced
the sense of disappointment at the stark contrast between what
might have been and what was brilliantly. In a poem written in
1871, which con ated the city’s capture with Victor Emmanuel’s
eeting visit of three months later, he imagined ‘Italy’ creeping up
to the Capitoline Hill at night:
Be quiet! Be quiet! Why this commotion in the moonlight?
Geese of the Capitol, be quiet!
I am Italy, united and great.
I come in the dark because Dr Lanza
Is afraid of the rays of the sun…
Please, geese, make less noise
Lest [the Pope’s minister] hears…
Forever on my knees…
Daughter of Rome
I plant my kisses on one foot after another
And down in the mud
I drag my turreted locks
inferiority…3
they threatened unity, would we dare to punish them? It is enough to drive you mad.9
The indications are that in the rst forty years of uni cation the
standard of living of the Italian population as a whole did not
improve at all – indeed in many cases it seems to have fallen – and
this at a time when almost everywhere else in Europe experienced
at least modest rises in prosperity.10 The 1880s did see a signi cant
expansion of industry, with the creation of state-sponsored iron and
steel production (a considerable achievement given the near total
absence of coal and other minerals), the establishment of new
engineering plants and sustained growth in the main manufacturing
sector, textiles (cotton, wool and above all silk, of which Italy was
the world’s leading producer after China). But these developments
were con ned almost entirely to the three north-western regions of
the peninsula and did not result in an industrial ‘take-o ’ of any
kind. Nor was it clear that factory workers were better paid than
their rural counterparts: the massive labour pool ensured that wages
were kept depressed. As it was Italy remained an overwhelmingly
agricultural country, with around two-thirds of the labour force
employed on the land in the 1870s and 1880s; and here the general
picture in the last two decades of the nineteenth century was bleak,
with low investment and falling prices leading to rising
unemployment and a general decline in living standards. Millions of
Italians voted with their feet and emigrated.
THE ‘SOUTHERN QUESTION’
It was the economic and social conditions of the south of Italy that
attracted most attention after 1870. The civil war that had raged in
the rst years after uni cation died down during the second half of
the 1860s, and though banditry remained an intermittent problem,
the main focus of government and academic concern moved away
from law and order towards examining the root causes of the
backwardness and poverty of the southern provinces. For in almost
every sphere the gap between north and south was wide, and
despite hopes that the introduction of political and economic
liberalism would soon reduce the de cit, the disparities in fact
showed every sign of growing. Apart from certain pockets of
intensive cultivation, as on the eastern seaboard of Sicily or the
coastal plains of Puglia, where citrus fruit, vines and olives
abounded, southern agriculture was characterized by poor yields,
limited investment and outdated farming methods. Income was
generally much lower and unemployment greater; mortality and
birth rates were higher; and illiteracy levels were nearly double
those of Piedmont and Lombardy. There were also major
discrepancies in the quality of civil society, with the north having a
far more vigorous and developed cultural life than the south.
Naples, for instance, had just ve bookshops in 1881, despite being
the largest city in Italy (Florence had twelve, Turin ten). Some of
the most striking di erences were to be found in the economic
infrastructure. In 1869 there were twenty- ve banking houses in the
north, and only three in the south; and a decade later the imbalance
had become if anything more pronounced: 193 as against thirty-
one.11
The problem was that the ‘southern question’, as it came to be
called in the 1870s, was from the start clouded by resentment and
prejudice, much of it fuelled by the highly insensitive fashion in
which uni cation had been imposed after 1860. This not only made
it extremely hard for discussions to be conducted in ‘the spirit of
Galileo and Machiavelli’, as De Sanctis had wanted, but also
in uenced the terms in which many of the arguments were framed.
Indeed the very idea of a ‘southern question’ derived more from an
old belief in a deep cultural and moral cleavage between the two
halves of the peninsula than from any self-evident fact: ‘the south’
was after all never a homogeneous entity.12 When northerners
attributed the south’s problems largely to the shortcomings of the
local landowners – their feudal attitudes, their ignorance, their lack
of entrepreneurial spirit – they were often drawing on long-standing
stereotypes. When southerners, by contrast, blamed the region’s
continued poverty on the new state – on free trade, on
centralization, on an inequitable tax system – they were often
re ecting resentment at what had seemed a Piedmontese ‘conquest’
(and forgetting that the south’s relative backwardness in fact long
predated uni cation).
The problem of prejudice in relation to the southern question was
nowhere more evident than in the question of ‘the ma a’. Sicily had
been the most disturbed region in Italy during the 1860s, and talk of
a sinister criminal organization had begun to surface in o cial
circles in 1865–6, especially in the wake of the Palermo rising.
Quite what the ma a was, was unclear, and there was a strong
suspicion in some quarters that the idea of a dangerous secret
society was little more than a canard being used to explain the
unrest and justify severe repressive measures. When in 1874,
following renewed fears of an insurrection, the government
announced that it would introduce exceptional measures to deal
with ‘the ma a’, there was an outcry in the island and accusations
began to y that the reputation of Sicily was being besmirched by
hostile and uncomprehending northerners. The issue was debated in
parliament in the summer of 1875, bringing ‘the ma a’ to
international attention for the rst time, but from the discussions it
was evident that nobody knew exactly what the phenomenon was –
and even if it existed. Indeed the prevalent view seemed to be that
‘the ma a’ was best understood not as an organization but as a form
of behaviour involving exaggerated notions of personal honour and
a willingness to deploy private violence.13
It was partly to nd out the truth about ‘the ma a’ that in the
spring of 1876 a young Tuscan intellectual, Leopoldo Franchetti,
travelled to Sicily with his friend Sidney Sonnino. The study that he
published later that year of the administrative and political
conditions in the island was at once brilliantly penetrating and
profoundly disturbing, for it revealed a world where the state had
failed almost entirely to establish its moral authority, leaving power
in the hands of men who could threaten and kill with impunity. ‘The
ma a’, he discovered, was not a secret society. There certainly were
criminal associations in Sicily with initiation rites and statutes; but
these were usually quite small in scale and tended to operate in
niche economic markets. The reality was that ma osi – men with a
reputation for violence – did not need a formal organization, for
they were operating in an environment (much of western and
central Sicily) where their authority was respected almost without
question and where nobody would think of denouncing them to the
police. They were pivotal to almost every aspect of life: they
dominated the land and labour markets, mediated with the
authorities, settled disputes, protected property and ran elections.
And since they were so pivotal, everyone (including state o cials)
ended up having dealings with them, whether they liked it or not,
and became in e ect their accomplices.14
Franchetti was deeply patriotic – he was to commit suicide in
November 1917 after learning of Italy’s disastrous defeat at
Caporetto – and he longed to see Sicily fully integrated into the
nation. But he found it immensely hard to see how this process
could be achieved. The problem was that the men who used private
violence, the ma osi, were deeply woven into the texture of society
and this made it impossible to nd a clear-cut answer to the ‘eternal
question’ haunting the mind of those who studied the island ‘like a
nightmare’: ‘Who is to blame?’ Everyone – from police and
politicians, to landowners and peasants – was in some degree
implicated and culpable. ‘When a drop of oil falls on a marble table-
top, it remains unchanged and can be easily wiped o , but if it lands
on a piece of paper it begins to soak in and spread, and becomes as
one with the material itself and inseparable from it.’15 The only
hope for Sicily was for the state to acquire su cient moral
ascendancy to deprive the ma osi of their authority. But he could
not see how this would be achieved, as there was no social group in
the island with su cient independence and in uence to spearhead
the task of regeneration. And if no solution could be found, he
concluded rather desperately, Italy should abandon Sicily ‘to its
natural forces and let it proclaim its independence’.16
One man who was rather more con dent that he had the answer to
Sicily’s – and indeed humanity’s – problems was a young Jewish
doctor from Verona called Cesare Lombroso. After graduating in
medicine from the university of Pavia in 1858, Lombroso had
travelled with the army in southern Italy during the campaign
against brigandage and had become fascinated by the issue of crime.
He had measured and examined some 3,000 conscripts and in 1864
had published a study of the links between soldiers’ tattoos and
deviancy. But his moment of epiphany came one day in 1870 when
he was carrying out an autopsy on a 69-year-old Calabrian thief and
arsonist, suspected of banditry, called Giuseppe Villella. While
examining the skull he noticed an anomaly: where the occipital
ridge should have been, close to the junction with the spine, there
was a depression, 34 mm long, 23 mm wide and 11 mm deep,
whose pro le suggested a deformation of the brain caused, perhaps,
by arrested foetal development. Similar occipital depressions were
known to occur in various species of monkey and lemur: ‘When I
saw that depression,’ wrote Lombroso a number of years later, ‘I
suddenly saw unfolding before me, like a vast plain stretching o
endlessly towards the distant horizon, the problem of the nature of
the human criminal, who in the modern age was driven to replicate
the behaviour of primitive man and of animals right down to
carnivores.’ Lombroso preserved Villella’s skull all his life, regarding
it, he said, as ‘the totem, the fetish of criminal anthropology’.17
Lombroso was to be the founder of a hugely in uential school of
criminology that attracted to its ranks some of Italy’s best-known
scienti cor ‘positivist’ intellectuals of the last quarter of the
nineteenth century, including several of the country’s leading
socialists. His most famous work, Criminal Man, rst published in
1876, went through ve editions in twenty years (expanding in the
process from 250 to more than 2,000 pages) and was widely
translated in Europe and the Americas. Though he never denied the
impact of environment and social conditions on criminal behaviour
(which was one reason why many socialists were happy to embrace
his teachings), Lombroso’s central contention was that the most
hardened and violent o enders were almost invariably the product
of a genetic throw-back or what he called ‘atavism’. And from the
start he saw the main determinant of atavism as race. Writing the
same year as his seminal dissection of Villella’s skull, and inspired
by the recent appearance of Charles Darwin’s ground-breaking The
Descent of Man, Lombroso argued that the di erent levels of
civilization in the world were to be explained in terms of degrees of
evolutionary development away from primates, with white
Europeans at the peak (their crania were perfectly proportioned)
and Mongols, bushmen and blacks at the base. Black people, he
claimed, resembled monkeys in the small size of their skulls, their
dark skin, curly hair, eye membranes and ‘particular odour’.18
It was a very small step from here to a racial reading of Italy’s
‘southern question’, for though criminal statistics only began to be
collected systematically from 1879, the overwhelming impression
given by the south from 1860 was of a region beset by crime,
especially violent crime – banditry, kidnapping, feuding and armed
robberies. And violence, according to Lombroso and his followers,
was a good indicator of barbarism, and barbarism of racial
degeneracy. Thus the high rates of murder around Palermo were to
be explained by the settlement there in ancient times of the
‘rapacious Berber and Semitic tribes’, while the generally lower
incidence of killings in the eastern half of the island was the result
of the richer mixture of ‘Aryan blood’.19 The existence of criminal
organizations such as the Neapolitan camorra and the Sicilian ma a
was also evidence of a greater level of atavism in the south, for
secret societies, he said, were frequently to be found among
primitive peoples – as, for example, the Mumbo Djembo of
Senegal.20 Lombroso was dismissive of claims by certain Sicilian
ethnographers and others that ma osi were in fact ‘men of honour’
who embodied a distinctive set of traditional local values: ma osi
were just ‘vulgar criminals’, as was clear from their jargon, their
clothes and their liking for expensive rings.21
Lombroso held a number of distinguished academic posts at the
universities of Pavia and Turin, and the school of criminal
anthropology that he built up in uenced Italian intellectual life
heavily in the last quarter of the century – and continued to do so
for many years after his death in 1909. He believed strongly that he
was engaged in a patriotic mission, writing in 1879 of how he felt
inspired ‘not by love of a sect or a party, but of the nation’, and was
thus driven to do everything in his power to combat ‘the tide of
crime that is always rising and rising, threatening to submerge as
well as disgrace us’.22 And his contention that criminality posed a
deadly and growing threat to the country was widely accepted
(despite the problems of getting hold of any reliable statistics) and
became something of a national obsession in the course of the
1880s, with the prominent Neapolitan jurist Ra aele Garofalo
claiming that Italy had sixteen times as many murders as Britain and
a prison population that was twenty times greater, and with a young
Milanese lawyer and future leader of the Italian Socialist Party,
Filippo Turati, announcing in 1882 that the country enjoyed a ‘real
primacy’ in Europe, but unfortunately not that ‘dreamed of by
Gioberti’, namely in crime.23
Lombroso had no doubt that he and his followers were acting in
the ‘spirit of Machiavelli’: his numerous books (more than thirty)
and articles were packed with data drawn from a huge array of
sources, and studded with statistical tables, charts, photographs and
diagrams. And it was their voguish scienti c quality, as much as the
fact that they seemed to o er an answer to the nagging question of
who or what was to blame for Italy’s ills, that helps explain their
remarkable appeal to contemporaries. In reality, though, their use of
evidence was extremely crude, with the taxonomy of features of
‘born criminals’ – narrow foreheads, thick black hair, hirsute limbs
and torso, wispy beards, prominent jaws, large canine teeth and jug
ears – providing an object lesson in the power of prejudice to shape
‘impartial’ observation (Lombroso, though, was proud that his
ndings tallied with popular stereotypes: ‘the knowledge of a
criminal physiognomic type… is often instinctive in the common
people’).24 And the idea that the north–south divide in Italy could
be accounted for largely in genetic terms, with northerners
descended from a European Aryan race, southerners from a Semitic
or Mediterranean race that had emerged from Africa, had even less
empirical substance.
National Education
When he had stretched his legs out, Pinocchio began to walk by himself
and to race round the room; until he slipped through the door, leapt into
the street and took to his heels…
‘Catch him! Catch him!’ shouted Geppetto: but when the people in the
street saw this wooden puppet running like a racehorse, they stopped in
amazement to watch him, and laughed, and laughed and laughed, such
as you could not imagine.
In the end, as luck would have it, a carabiniere turned up… who
seized him cleanly by the nose (and it was an enormous nose, that
seemed to have been made specially to be grabbed by the carabinieri)
and handed him back to Geppetto. And Geppetto straight away wanted
to give him a good tweak of the ears by way of a punishment. But
imagine his surprise when he looked for the ears and could not nd any.
And do you know why? Because in his haste to carve him, he had
forgotten to give him any.
I know, too, that Italy has been reunited for only ten years and is not
rmly established; our common people are ignorant… and the army
remains the great crucible in which all the elements are fused into Italian
unity… I have always said that even if it had no other purpose, the army
would always be a great school of Italian-ness.
It was not just the educated elites who had had such high hopes for
uni cation. One reason, presumably, why there was so little grass
roots support for the ancien régime states in 1859–60 was because
some of the aura surrounding ‘Italy’ had spilled over from the towns
and cities into the countryside. Patriotic landowners, schoolmasters,
local érudits, travelling musicians playing snatches of Verdi, former
volunteers from the campaigns of 1848–9 and even parish priests
were among the many possible conduits through which
Risorgimento rhetoric could trickle into rural backwaters. Popular
expectations attaching to the national movement were echoed in
baptismal registers. Names such as Italia and Roma enjoyed a
certain vogue among the peasantry in the 1860s. Variants of
Garibaldi – Garibaldo, Garibalda, Garibaldino, Garibaldina
–were also quite common, especially, it seems, in parts of central
Italy. Anita (after Garibaldi’s rst wife) and even Mentana featured,
too. In regions such as Liguria and the Romagna, where
republicanism had struck a chord with sections of the working
classes, Mazzini left a nominal imprint in Mazzino, Mazzina and
Mazzinia.1
It was probably in Tuscany where the poor had been most
exposed to the language and sentiments of patriotism, for this was a
region that had long been proud of the paternalistic bonds between
landlord and peasant fostered by the agricultural system of
sharecropping and the educational initiatives of enlightened
reformers such as Vieusseux, Capponi, Montanelli and Guerrazzi. So
when on 1 January 1863 a daughter was born to a humble brush-
maker called Gaspero Donati, in a crowded two-storeyed farmhouse
on the outskirts of the village of Cintolese in the marshy countryside
between Florence and Lucca, a few miles to the south of Pistoia
(where Niccolò Puccini had built his famous villa and garden), it
was not altogether surprising that she should be baptized Italia.
About Gaspero very little is known, but he must have had some
hopes that his children would rise in the world, as both Italia and
her elder brother, Italiano (born in 1851), received a sound
education (though Gaspero’s other son, Gabbriello, remained
illiterate, and after years of struggling to make a living as a labourer
he emigrated to America, like so many others, abandoning his wife
and two small daughters). Italia showed su cient academic promise
to aspire to the position of a teacher, and in 1882, at her second
attempt, she passed the necessary qualifying examination and was
awarded the title of ‘primary schoolmistress, lower grade’.2
She was appointed to a post in the hamlet of Porciano, some ten
kilometres to the south-east of Cintolese and a short distance from
the little town of Vinci, where more than 400 years earlier one of
the most learned men of the Renaissance had been born and
educated. Her annual salary (in keeping with national guidelines)
was 550 lire, about as much as an agricultural labourer or an artisan
might hope to make in a year, and out of this she was expected to
pay all her living costs, including her accommodation. Such a
situation was quite normal. A recent reform of 1877, the Coppino
Law, had endeavoured to raise the pro le of primary education and
teachers in Italy; but it had left responsibility for the hiring and
remuneration of sta in the hands of the local councils; and even in
a region of relatively progressive traditions like Tuscany the
landowners who typically comprised the councils were rarely
willing to spend more than the bare minimum on educating the
peasantry. To make matters worse, schoolmasters, and even more
schoolmistresses, had almost no protection against their employers
(as Italia was soon to discover to her terrible cost), and requests for
improved pay, a bigger classroom, or even basics such as chalk,
inkwells or a blackboard would be greeted with a deaf ear or
sometimes with a contract being terminated.
When Italia arrived in Porciano, a naïve and vulnerable 23-year-
old, she immediately came under enormous pressure from the
mayor, Ra aello Torrigiani, an autocratic man and notorious
womanizer who was living openly with his mistress as well as his
wife, to accept an o er of free accommodation in one of his houses.
The prospect of avoiding rent and being able to send a larger part of
her salary back to her elderly parents in Cintolese was attractive;
but what drove her to accept in the end was the realization that a
refusal would lead to her being forced out (as had happened with
the two previous schoolmistresses), for Torrigiani ruled the town as
if it were a personal efdom and had a majority of the councillors
rmly under his thumb. But once she had taken up the o er Italia
not only had to fend o the mayor’s advances – which she
succeeded in doing – but much more insidiously she had to contend
with the maliciousness of a community that now regarded her as not
much better than a whore.3
Like many elementary schools, the school at Porciano consisted of
a single room, ill-lit and poorly furnished, rented by the council,
into which some fty boys and girls ranging from six to twelve (or
sometimes older) were expected to squeeze. A map of Italy and a
portrait of the king were probably the only hangings on the wall.
Under the Coppino Law education was free and compulsory up to
the age of nine, and strict provisions were in place for enforcing
attendance. Article three, for instance, said that parents who kept
their children at home and could not provide the mayor with a
satisfactory explanation were to be ned 50 cents in the rst
instance and up to 10 lire for subsequent infractions.4 But as with so
many Italian laws the gulf between intent and practice was huge
and this measure was largely unenforceable. Even if the mayor
bothered to chase up o enders, few would have been able to pay
the nes; and anyway peasants needed their children to work in the
elds, especially in the spring and summer months, and almost
nothing would make them forgo this. A survey of a province in the
Romagna in 1886–7 found that in only three out of the forty
communes had attempts been made to impose nes for truancy; and
in only ve had proper lists been drawn up of those who were
absent.5 In these circumstances it is hardly surprising that
attendance in primary schools in Italy was patchy and that most
children, certainly in places like Porciano, emerged at the age of
nine still functionally illiterate.
A di culty that Italia Donati did not have to face was a
communication barrier with her pupils. During the 1860s the
government had embarked on intensive discussions about what form
of Italian should be adopted as the national language, and the view
that came to prevail was one championed by the elderly writer
Alessandro Manzoni, namely that it should be contemporary spoken
Tuscan. There was a strong feeling in o cial circles that linguistic
centralization was needed to complement political unity, and
Manzoni wanted the authorities to use schools to stigmatize dialect.
He and his followers even went so far as to suggest that teachers
should be recruited from Tuscany only.6 But there were huge
practical problems with such a draconian approach – not least the
fact that the vast majority of the population, certainly outside
Tuscany and the principal cities, had almost no contact with ‘Italian’
in their daily lives, and to try to impose it in such circumstances was
virtually impossible. In the early 1870s a prominent philologist
called Graziadio Isaia Ascoli made a passionate plea for dialects to
be respected and for any standardization of the spoken idiom to be
allowed to occur spontaneously as communication and culture
gradually spread. And some in uential gures, including Francesco
De Sanctis, were inclined to agree with this sensible view. But the
o cial line remained that Italian should as far as possible be
enforced, with ‘Italian’ texts being used in schools and dialect
literature (of which there was a distinguished tradition in many
regions) being discouraged.7
But the linguistic problems facing teachers in primary schools
were as nothing compared to the moral di culties that they
frequently encountered. If they were local (and the government’s
initial policy of trying to ensure that schoolmasters came from
outside regions soon had to be relaxed for practical reasons) they
could always fall back on dialect to get their message across: a
national enquiry in 1908 found that half of all teachers regularly did
so. Much more di cult to bridge was the huge cultural gap
separating the ‘priests of the new Italy’, as Agostino Bertani
optimistically called them,8 from the mass of the peasantry. Over
the centuries the Catholic Church had learned to adapt its teachings
and practices to the everyday needs of the poor, and the clergy had
thus managed in most places to secure a position of considerable
authority and respect. Schoolmasters, with their new doctrines of
secular positivism, faced a harder task. As a primary schoolteacher
working in rural Romagna explained in 1872:
The teacher tries to destroy the errors, prejudices and superstitions regarding the rotation
of the sun around the earth, the unlimited powers of the moon, witches, Fridays, spirits
and so on. But when the child goes home and relates what the teacher has told him at
school, these truths are refuted with false arguments and a string of facts that appear to be
correct because they are backed up with the names of the family members who witnessed
them, and the circumstances, place and time when they are said to have occurred.9
Italians.24
hundred joyful cries accompanied the blasts of the trumpets as if it were a battle song.31
Quite possibly such celebrations of the army and army life ltered
down and gave the naja positive connotations in the eyes of the
poor, and certainly from the 1870s the draft came to acquire
something of the status of a rite of passage for those who happened
to be chosen. As one peasant recalled: ‘You had to do what you
could to avoid becoming a soldier, but if you couldn’t, you had
stories to tell, because it was man’s stu !’32 Selection for military
service was widely regarded as an a rmation of virility (‘Who is no
good for the king is no good either for the queen’ was a common
bawdy saying), and while there were many popular songs
expressing sorrow at leaving behind loved ones and going o to a
life of hardship, there were others that spoke of the joys of male
comradeship and of the sexual conquests that lay in store.33 It was
apparently a standard practice for new recruits to mark their rst
day as soldiers with a visit to a brothel in the nearest town – for
many of them their rst experience of sex.34
Life in the barracks was certainly not easy and many found it
di cult to adjust to the harsh discipline, to being thrown together
with men from di erent regions, and to being largely isolated from
the rest of society. On average military tribunals had to deal with
between 3,000 and 4,000 cases of insubordination each year (twice
this gure in the 1860s), while a survey in the 1870s found that
suicide rates in the army were running at nearly ten times the
national average.35 In the 1880s several particularly high-pro le
episodes underlined the sometimes grim realities of the naja, most
notably in the case of a Calabrian, Salvatore Misdea, who on Easter
Sunday 1884 barricaded himself in his dormitory in the
Pizzofalcone barracks in Naples and let o some fty rounds from
his ri e, killing ve soldiers and wounding seven others seriously. A
commission of psychiatrists headed by Cesare Lombroso found that
he had been reduced to insanity by repeated abuse and bullying,
and was not responsible for his actions; but a military court thought
otherwise and called for the death penalty. The king ignored appeals
from the public for clemency and Misdea was shot.36
The general tenor of military life was probably no harsher than in
many other countries, but the policy of sending recruits outside
their native region does seem to have generated particular problems
of social isolation, at least for the rank and le. While o cers
regularly enjoyed close links with the leading local families,
attending receptions, giving riding lessons, and going to theatres
and clubs, ordinary soldiers found very little to do outside the
barracks except head straight for the nearest brothel. (Venereal
disease was a constant concern for the military authorities, with
average monthly infection rates running at more than one per cent
in the 1860s.) Middle-class conscripts probably fared better than
their working-class and peasant counterparts, as they could often get
themselves posted close to home in return for paying for their
upkeep.37 For the great majority, though, the naja must have been a
far cry from the rich and rewarding experience that De Amicis
described, and for many the principal consolation was probably the
kudos (not least sexual) that they acquired on going back to their
native village – like the character Turiddu Macca in Giuseppe
Verga’s celebrated short story ‘Cavalleria rusticana’, who every
Sunday ‘strutted in the piazza in his bersagliere uniform and red
beret, with all the girls eating him up with their eyes’.38
Was the army the ‘school of the nation’ as was widely claimed?
The evidence suggests that its impact on Italian society was much
more limited than hoped. Recruits often acquired the rudiments of
reading and writing (especially after 1873, when a ministerial note
said soldiers were not to be discharged until they were literate); and
many no doubt absorbed at least some patriotic ideas regarding the
ag, the monarchy, and the history and politics of Italy. But
teaching in the barracks was hampered by a lack of central planning
and support from the Ministry of War, and also by a marked anti-
intellectual culture.39 And the o cers were generally not of much
help. They were often sharply divided from the rank and le by
language and a rigid sense of hierarchy (Lamarmora claimed that
the absence of mutual trust between o cers and men was one of the
main reasons for the disasters of 1866)40 and most seem to have
believed it was not their business to provide conscripts with
anything other than basic technical training. As an institution rooted
in the old Piedmontese state and answering to the king, the army
did not always feel obliged to do what civilian governments wanted.
One of the peculiarities of the Italian army was the obsession with
trying to minimize municipal or provincial loyalties by shifting
regiments around the country (on average every three to four years
in the 1870s and 1880s), posting recruits outside their native region
and making sure that each regiment was made up of troops drawn
from all over the peninsula. The intention, it seems, was twofold: to
‘nationalize’ the conscripts and to try to make certain that they
would not fraternize with the enemy if called on to sort out local
unrest of the kind that had blighted the south and the Romagna in
the 1860s. Whether soldiers really did feel more ‘Italian’ as a result
of being thrown together with men from other provinces is
extremely questionable. There are good grounds for believing,
indeed, that the policy had exactly the opposite e ect, with soldiers
from the same region ganging together and ‘whiling away the
boredom and tedium of barracks life by persecuting, harassing and
tormenting… soldiers from another region’, as one observer noted,
with ‘quarrels, brawls and bloody scenes’41 (Salvatore Misdea was
apparently the victim of such behaviour). Nor is it clear that
stationing recruits outside their native regions did very much to
‘nationalize’ them given the limited contact that most of them had
with the local population.
Nevertheless the army remained for virtually all members of the
ruling classes the ‘great crucible’ that would fuse Italians into one
unit,42 ‘the steel thread that had sewn Italy together and was
keeping it united’, as the veteran Risorgimento patriot Luigi
Settembrini told the Senate in 1876.43 And as parliament became
ever more tarnished with decadence, corruption and factionalism in
the 1870s and 1880s, so the army’s reputation as the school of the
nation grew (‘The army remains… the most Italian institution we
have, much more than parliament,’ a leading conservative politician
con ded to his diary in 1877).44 The armed forces, it was felt,
embodied those qualities that the nation lacked and needed to learn:
discipline, cohesion, patriotism, respect for authority, sel essness
and a willingness to die for an ideal – thought and action blended
perfectly. And until these qualities had been instilled into the people
it seemed to a growing number of observers that liberalism might be
a luxury that the country could ill a ord, certainly in an age of
growing international rivalry. For as one of De Sanctis’s most
in uential students, the writer and politician Nicola Marselli, said,
Italy had introduced freedom before it had educated the masses,
ignoring the lesson of nations such as Britain where the process of
education had come rst. He argued that the present political
system was failing to provide ‘the force of cohesion needed to turn
Italian society into an organic body’; and like others, he looked to
the army to ‘make Italians’ and ‘militarize’ society.45 He also wanted
a much stronger state, educative and ethical; and a di erent kind of
representative assembly: one that was less fractured and better
quali ed, both morally and technically.46
It was somewhat ironic that in being looked to as the ‘school of
the nation’ the army was rendered less e ective as a ghting force.
The fear of having regiments of local soldiers meant that in the
event of war mobilization would be slow, as reservists had to criss-
cross the country to link up with their companies. Furthermore, the
disparate composition of regiments almost certainly reduced their
potential cohesion and morale: revealingly the two most famous and
highly decorated Italian units of the First World War were made up
almost exclusively of regional troops: the Sassari from Sardinia and
the Alpini from the mountain valleys of the far north.47 Nor, despite
the best endeavours of the propagandists, does the army seem to
have been held in much esteem or a ection by the mass of the
population. Certainly the involvement of troops in aid work during
cholera epidemics and natural disasters helped to bridge the gap to
the masses; but in general the armed forces appear to have been
looked on as remote and as inhabiting a di erent sphere, that of the
state (doing military service was sometimes referred to as ‘going o
to Italy’) – and the state had been responsible for the violent
suppression of many riots and disturbances, not to mention the
brutal operations in the south in the 1860s. It also had the ascos of
1866 hanging round its neck. For these reasons there was a growing
feeling in many quarters from the 1870s that the best hope both for
the army and for Italy lay in a great military victory that would
expunge the past, heal the rift between government and governed,
cement the prestige of the monarchy and the institutions, and nally
secure the moral unity of the nation.
SYMBOLS AND FESTIVALS
One of the awkward legacies of the Risorgimento was that the cult
of Italy had been most closely identi ed with Mazzini and his
democratic followers. This created a problem after 1860. Should
Italians be encouraged to focus their loyalty rst and foremost on
‘the nation’, with the risk thereby of highlighting the role that had
been played by the far left in the uni cation process, or should they
be steered towards the safer conservative ground of ‘the king’? It
was not a clear-cut dichotomy, of course, in so far as the monarchy
could always allege (and an army of propagandists worked hard to
support the claim) that it had been in the vanguard of the national
movement, at least since 1848. But it was not a position that would
stand up to too much scrutiny, and the fact was that ‘Italy’ conjured
up more images of conspiracies, republican martyrs and barricades
than it ever did of the House of Savoy. The con ict between ‘Italy’
and ‘the king’ was rarely, if ever, openly addressed, but it hovered
in the background and from the start weakened attempts to forge a
strong iconography of the nation.
In contrast to Marianne in France or the gure of Germania, the
female image of ‘turreted Italy’ that had been given currency in the
Risorgimento by the likes of Canova was never strongly encouraged
after 1860. Instead it was the head of the king and the cross of
Savoy that dominated sites such as postage stamps and coins: not till
1908, amid growing pressure from nationalists for a more aggressive
foreign policy, did the personi cation of Italy feature on a coin,
standing on a chariot and wearing the helmet of Minerva (but
clutching a suitably emollient olive branch as well).48 Even public
monuments celebrating the architects and martyrs of Italian
uni cation were surprisingly bereft of images of Italy. The main
exception was the imposing gure of ‘turreted Italy’ on the
memorial inaugurated in Milan in 1880 to those who had died
ghting with Garibaldi at Mentana in 1867 to liberate Rome
(signi cantly, though, its sponsors came largely from the far left).
Not even the monument to Victor Emmanuel in Piazza Venezia in
Rome (the so-called Vittoriano), the most colossal and ambitious of
all the national memorials constructed after 1860, had a
representation of Italy. The central female gure below the
equestrian statue of the king is the goddess Roma, not Italia.
No less striking was the absence of any new national holidays
after 1860. Just as Victor Emmanuel remained Victor Emmanuel II
and the parliament that convened in 1861 was o cially the eighth
legislature – to underline the formal continuity of Italy with the
Piedmontese state – so the only public holiday after uni cation was
one that had been introduced in Piedmont in 1851 to celebrate
Carlo Alberto’s concession of a constitution, the ‘Festival of the
Statuto’. Though its title was extended by law in 1861 to ‘Festival of
the Statuto and of National Unity’, this was, quite predictably, too
much of a mouthful to have any chance of sticking and it quickly
reverted in general parlance to ‘Festival of the Statuto’. The one
lasting change was to move it from the rst Sunday in May to the
rst Sunday in June, primarily so as to ensure better weather for the
parades and reworks.49 The failure to establish a genuinely
national holiday in Italy comparable to Memorial Day in the United
States (1868), Sedan Day in Germany (1871) or Bastille Day in
France (1880) was a re ection of the deeply contested character of
uni cation and the resulting impossibility of reaching any consensus
among politicians and the general public over which particular
episode to celebrate.
There was also a big fear after the events of 1848–9 and 1859–60
of crowds in public spaces: what could be more humiliating than to
have tens of thousands of angry Italians in Naples, Palermo or some
other southern city using a national holiday as an opportunity to
protest against the new regime under the gaze of foreign tourists
and reporters? This was one reason why the Festival of the Statuto
was kept to a Sunday, when church-going and other traditional
social and leisure activities would dispose people to calm. Indeed
the whole character of the festival was such as to avoid exciting
political passions, keeping the public rmly in the role of spectator
and eliminating opportunities for popular enthusiasm (in Piedmont
in the 1880s the holiday was ironically known as the Festival of the
Staciuto or ‘Be quiet!’).50 And what was on display was essentially
the authority of the state. In the morning there would be artillery
salvoes and military parades with plenty of martial music and
renditions of the national anthem, the old-fashioned, jaunty Royal
March. Dignitaries would process in carriages along streets lined
with carabinieri, and there would be a prize-giving ceremony for
local schoolchildren with the mayor distributing money, medals,
bank saving books or whatever was deemed appropriate (in the
south often shoes and clothes).51 Only in the evening were the
proceedings less formal, with races, regattas, bands, gas
illuminations, lotteries and rework displays, which in Rome, where
the population had been used to lavish spectacles under papal rule,
were often quite dramatic, with the Castel Sant’Angelo decked out
in lights and with giant images or allegories of the king and Italy,
and patriotic slogans, projected against the sky.52
Otherwise, though, the state did little in the way of celebrations
or festivals to etch the reality of the new Italy into the hearts and
minds of the public. The two most important ‘national’ events of the
1870s and 1880s both involved the monarchy: the funeral of Victor
Emmanuel in 1878 and the ‘pilgrimage’ to his tomb six years later.
Only in 1895 was a second o cial holiday instituted, 20 September,
to commemorate the taking of Rome in 1870. As a result the way
was left open for the Church to continue its traditional domination
of public spectacles – with its galaxy of feast days and the elaborate
processions and ceremonies that accompanied them – and for local
initiatives to outstrip national ones. Many of the most lavish
celebrations, indeed, were narrowly communal, whether for patron
saints (Santa Rosalia in Palermo, San Gennaro in Naples, San
Giovanni in Florence) or (rather ironically) for episodes from the
Risorgimento, such as the revolutions of 1848: 12 January in
Palermo, 11 February in Padua, 29 May in Florence, 8 August in
Bologna. Even the twenty- fth anniversary of the expedition of the
Thousand in 1885 became a predominantly Sicilian event.
For those many Risorgimento patriots who had imbibed the
central lesson of Mazzini that the nation, to be strong, needed to
become the focus of a secular religion, the failure of the liberal state
to capture the popular imagination through spectacle, imagery and
display was a source of deep disappointment. It was also, from the
late 1870s, a cause of rapidly growing anxiety as Catholicism
embarked on a vigorous campaign to mobilize Italians behind the
Church and as socialism started to percolate through regions such as
Lombardy and Emilia Romagna with its heady doctrines of
emancipation. As a leading article in a newspaper owned by the
man who was to dominate Italian politics in the last years of the
century, Francesco Crispi, said in 1882:
We need to make this religion of the Fatherland, which must be our principal if not only
religion, as solemn and as popular as possible. We all of us, servants of Progress, have
gradually destroyed a faith that for centuries su ced our people, precisely because through
the ritualized forms of its displays it appealed to the visual senses, and through the visual
senses to the minds of the masses, who are impressionable, imaginative and artistic, eager
for shapes, colours and sounds to feed their fantasies. What have we substituted for this
faith? As far as the masses are concerned, nothing. We have closed our new Gods of Reason
and Duty within ourselves… without adorning them with the external trappings of religion
that still today, in the absence of an alternative, draw to church people who are nostalgic
for beauty at a time when beauty is tending to disappear. We must address this, as the
his cult.56
I wish the Pope would leave Rome, because I can’t look out of the
windows of the Quirinal Palace without seeing the Vatican in front of
me. And it always strikes me that both Pius IX and I are prisoners.
The vast majority of the population, more than ninety per cent,… feels
entirely cut o from our institutions. People see themselves subjected to
the State and forced to serve it with their blood and their money, but
they do not feel that they are a vital and organic part of it, and take no
interest at all in its existence or its a airs.
After the capture of Rome in September 1870 Italy’s leaders had two
choices. They could confront the Catholic Church head on and
a rm the lay values of the state aggressively, or be conciliatory and
hope that tact and implicit contrition would draw papal anger. In
practice they chose the latter course. In the spring of 1871 the Law
of Guarantees was passed by parliament, which laid down the
prerogatives of the papacy and the relationship of Church and State.
It was highly generous. The Pope was given the full status and
honours of a sovereign and his person was declared inviolable. He
was allowed to keep armed guards and have his own diplomatic
representation; and he was guaranteed freedom of the postal and
telegraphic services. The state renounced many of its rights of
control over the appointment of higher clergy, and bishops were no
longer obliged to swear an oath of loyalty to the king. As critics
pointed out, this in e ect established a state within a state, and left
Italy disarmed in the face of the most powerful moral force in the
peninsula; for the Pope could now legally fulminate against the
liberal regime and deploy his vast panoply of priests, monks, nuns,
congregations, private schools, colleges, hospitals and welfare
foundations to spread his message. And the hostility was real: the
hopes of many moderates that the Pope would accept that he was
better o without the burden of his temporal power proved
unfounded, and on the same day the new law was published Pius IX
issued an encyclical rejecting the settlement scornfully and
demanding the restoration of his dominions.1
In the years that followed, the Church remained resolute in its
opposition to the Italian state, and though informal accommodations
and compromises often occurred at the local level it was only
towards the end of the century that the Vatican began to soften its
line, realizing that with the spread of socialism liberalism was the
lesser of two evils and might be a useful ally in the war against
godless materialism. In the meantime it set out to strengthen its
already massive presence in Italian society, encouraging the faithful
to be active in local government (Catholics were formally debarred
by the Pope from national not municipal politics) and promoting
mutual aid societies, rural banks and cooperatives as instruments for
maintaining the loyalty of the masses and countering the doctrines
of individualism and class con ict. In 1874 it created a major
organization, the Opera dei Congressi, to coordinate these initiatives
at a national level.2 Every now and then there was talk of a possible
conciliation, and secret negotiations sometimes took place, as in the
summer of 1887, but the Pope was fully aware of the mobilizing
power of con ict and the propaganda value of his being ‘the
prisoner of the Vatican’, and felt under no great pressure to come to
terms with the state.
But it was at the level of symbols that the Church tended to be
most in exible, and it was here that much of the friction with the
state occurred – and here, too, that the weakness of the state
following the Law of Guarantees was often highly visible. A typical
episode was described to parliament by the distinguished democrat
Agostino Bertani in 1877. It concerned a young patriotic Roman
student whose dying request had been that a tricolour should be
carried in his funeral cortege. However, when the parish priest saw
the ag he announced that he would not accompany the body as
long as ‘that thing [was] there’; and despite earnest appeals from
friends and relatives of the deceased he remained adamant,
repeatedly referring to the tricolour as ‘that thing’. A university
professor stepped in and declared: ‘Our standard will not be hidden
or lowered in front of any cardinals or popes or tyrants. It will stand
rm and triumph with that patriotism that the Catholic clergy
knows nothing of.’ But it was to no avail and the priest got his way,
with the cortege split in two and the tricolour carried along a
di erent route to the church by the student’s friends, apart from the
co n.3
The Minister of the Interior con rmed that no action could be
taken against the priest – only ‘moral force’ could be used, he said –
and Bertani was left to voice his frustration at the huge damage that
he felt was being done to the authority of the state:
I ask the Government and the Chamber: is it tolerable that there should exist in Italy a class
of citizens, who occupy positions of intimate, exceptional and widespread in uence, who
use every subtle art to place themselves between heaven and earth, at one moment
accommodating, at another aggressive, but always conspiring against the national
institutions, and who remain subject to two powers, the one infallible and absolute, the
prevented from breaking out, but which is smouldering hidden beneath our feet!25
Many, including con rmed democrats like Francesco Crispi, felt that
the time had now come to curtail political freedoms. Italy, he told
parliament, could not a ord to be as liberal as Britain, ‘where
respect for the monarch and religious sentiment are so deeply
rooted in the hearts of the people that nobody dares to insult them
or puts up with their being insulted. Every meeting ends with the
celebrated anthem, “God save the Queen!” ’ In Italy, by contrast,
patriotism and loyalty to the monarchy were skin-deep.26
In the course of the 1880s and 1890s enormous e orts were made
to turn the monarchy into an authentic symbol of national cohesion.
In Rome the massive marble monument to Victor Emmanuel, the
Vittoriano, began to rise slowly above Piazza Venezia, alongside the
Capitol (after some initial delays: the international competition for
the design, launched in 1880, was won by a Frenchman; there was
an outcry and the competition had to be re-run on a strictly national
basis).27 In January 1884 a ‘pilgrimage’ (as it was o cially termed)
was staged to mark the sixth anniversary of Victor Emmanuel’s
death, and tens of thousands of visitors ocked to the Pantheon to
pay their respects to the late king, whose body was exhumed for the
occasion and placed on a large catafalque beneath the rotunda. The
event was accompanied by a fresh wave of commemorative
literature with Victor Emmanuel, the bringer of ‘concord’, as the
main theme.28 Politicians, writers and artists glori ed the monarchy
in speech, print and paint, trumpeting the devotion of Victor
Emmanuel and his father, Carlo Alberto, to national unity and
claiming the dynasty had for centuries been committed to the Italian
cause. Musicians, too, played their part. When Verdi revised his
opera Simon Boccanegra he added a new section in which the
fourteenth-century Doge of Genoa calms his unruly subjects and
halts their inveterate factional and class struggles with the exercise
of his regal authority: ‘Fratricides! Plebeians! Patricians! People
with a savage history… While brother tears brother apart in civil
strife… I cry: peace!, I cry: love!’ The scene was rapturously
received at its premiere in March 1881.29
There were serious limits, though, to the capacity of the
monarchy to serve as a symbol of cohesion in Italy. Umberto
certainly adopted a less forbidding and martial image than his
father – though he loved army manoeuvres and military parades. He
was described as ‘the good king’, and toured the country with his
glamorous wife, handing out prizes to schoolchildren, meeting the
poor, and o ering comfort and support to victims of natural
disasters and epidemics (as with his acclaimed visit to Naples at the
time of the cholera outbreak in 1884). But the Crown was not above
politics, and this made it vulnerable. The king chose the prime
minister, and if he so wanted he could on occasions go against the
wishes of parliament – as happened with the appointment of
Giovanni Giolitti in 1892 – with potentially embarrassing results.
More importantly the monarch was seen as having an intimate
relationship with the army and this meant that controversial
measures, such as the introduction of martial law in times of civil
unrest – Sicily in 1894, Milan in 1898 – could rebound against him
personally. More generally the prestige of the dynasty was very
closely linked to the conduct of foreign policy, which was one
important factor behind Italy’s increasing bellicosity and
assertiveness on the international stage from the 1880s. The rewards
of military success could be huge for Italy’s fragile and lacklustre
monarchy – which is why prime ministers, like Crispi, were willing
to play with re, egged on by Umberto. But it was a high-risk
strategy and the price of failure could be no less great.
PARLIAMENT
The cult of the monarchy during the 1880s and 1890s was in part a
response to the waning prestige of parliament. Representative
assemblies had never been viewed with unalloyed enthusiasm by
Risorgimento patriots: for democrats especially they had often
seemed instruments for the furtherance of sel sh sectional interests
by the propertied classes, and thus inimical to ‘the people’ and ‘the
nation’. Universal su rage was a possible solution, and many on the
left certainly aspired to this in principle. In practice, though, it
hardly seemed feasible to give the masses the vote while they were
under the thumb still of priests and oppressive local landowners.
Parliamentary government thus began in Italy amid considerable
scepticism, and it was perhaps not surprising that as soon as
evidence surfaced of corruption or abuse of privilege – as with the
great tobacco monopoly scandal of 1868–9 (when a number of
deputies were accused of fraudulently lining their pockets) –
pessimism should quickly turn into generalized disdain and disgust.
‘Parliament,’ wrote a leading member of the far left to a friend in
1873, ‘is a sordid pigsty, where the most honest man loses at the
very least all sense of decency and shame.’30 And another in uential
democrat published a major study of Italy’s political system the
same year dismissing the Chamber as just a collection of ‘angry sects
ghting one another for control of government… factions, not
parties, secret camarillas, motivated solely by personal interests’.31
The advent of the left to power in 1876 did not alter the negative
assessments of parliament. Indeed they soon intensi ed, as
conservatives became afraid that the extension of the su rage
promised by the governments of Agostino Depretis and Benedetto
Cairoli would open the doors to the unruly masses. Already, before
the passing of electoral reform in 1882, many on the right claimed
to detect a coarsening of the parliamentary fabric, as Montecitorio
became crowded with new men – a third of those returned in the
elections of 1876 had never sat in the Chamber before – with few
party ties and limited political experience whose support for the left
had been motivated more by a desire to be spared the austere scal
policies of the moderates, it seemed, than any genuine concern for
greater democracy or freedom. No doubt there was much snobbery
and prejudice in the scorn of many older liberals for the new intake;
but the perception of a qualitative decline may have been well-
founded. A Tuscan, Ferdinando Martini, was horri ed by the
ignorance of his fellow deputies and recalled an occasion when the
Minister of the Interior, Giovanni Nicotera (a southerner and a
former Mazzinian revolutionary), repeatedly referred to ‘King
Teodoro’ of England in a speech after misreading a note that had
been slipped to him about ‘the Tudors’.32
Worries about parliament in the age of the masses were common
to many Western democracies in the late nineteenth century, but in
Italy they gained particular momentum by feeding on a dark
hinterland of anxieties. Indiscipline and division had dogged the
past: very little, it seemed, had now changed, despite all the hopes
of the Risorgimento. And if Italians were still beset by the vices that
had brought them centuries of decadence, how could a political
system founded on representation do other than re ect back those
vices and produce a degenerate assembly? ‘Today Italy is like a ship
in a mighty storm,’ wrote a leading moderate with a
characteristically Dantean note, surveying the situation in
parliament in November 1876. ‘Where is the pilot? I cannot see
one.’33 And many other observers on both the right and the left
similarly found themselves viewing the present through the
disquieting lter of history. The growing anarchy in parliament, De
Sanctis told an audience in 1880, recalled the chaos of the Middle
Ages, when factionalism had led to endless turmoil. ‘How many
ministries have fallen since 1860, how much passion and private
ambition has been fomented, how many dissident and personal
groups have arisen! Ah! This tale of groups and crises is not new; it
is the ancient illness that gnaws at Italy…’34
Finding remedies for the shortcomings of parliament was very
di cult, as problems seemed to beset almost every level of the
political system, beginning at the base with the electorate. As De
Sanctis pointed out, it was normal for voters in all liberal regimes to
give their backing to a candidate from a mixture of private interests
and general political concerns; but it was the balance between the
two that was crucial, and in countries such as Italy where people
had had little experience of freedom the claims of the collectivity
were widely regarded as little more than ‘a passport to personal
ends’. People, he said, pledged their support to whoever o ered the
best prospect of securing money, jobs or assistance with some court
case for themselves or their local community, and as a result they
voted ‘not for the most honest and talented man, but the man who is
deemed to be most in uential’. Fine principles were all very well
where such principles were generally respected and upheld; but if
lip-service alone were paid to the rules of the game, who would be
so foolish as to put the requirements of something so remote as
‘Italy’ ahead of the interests of his family and friends? It was the old
problem of thought and action. Everyone, according to De Sanctis,
solemnly proclaimed that deputies represented the nation, but each
then added quietly to himself: ‘This ought to be the case; but
between what ought to be and what is, there is an enormous gap.
And so we are back to square one.’35
Local in uence was a problem. The great majority of rural
communities were dominated by a few wealthy individuals or
families, who used their prestige, contacts, and social and economic
muscle to control the elections. Bribery of all sorts was
commonplace – money, food, o ers of jobs, loans – and in many
parts of the south men with a reputation for violence – bandits or
ma osi – were widely deployed to intimidate the voters. Election
days were frequently turned into carnival occasions with
landowners marching their supporters, as if they were a feudal
army, o to the polling station accompanied by musicians, priests
and dignitaries. And if there was some uncertainty as to whether the
electors would actually vote as expected of them – ballots were after
all secret – there were a variety of mechanisms for ensuring the
desired outcome. Ballot papers could be procured in advance, lled
in and handed to the voter (who would then bring back the blank
ballot paper as a form of receipt). Individuals might be instructed to
write a version of the candidate’s name, perhaps with a spelling
mistake, on the ballot paper in a way that would ‘personalize’ it and
enable checks to be made later. And the tellers could be pressurized
into nullifying votes cast for an opponent on a technicality.
Francesco Crispi was incensed to nd that he had lost in the college
of Castelvetrano in western Sicily in 1870 after all the ballot papers
with ‘Francesco Crispi’, ‘Crispi’ or ‘Grispi’ (‘C’ and ‘G’ were often
interchanged in Sicily), rather than his full name and lawyer’s title,
were declared void.36
When De Sanctis travelled back to his home town of Morra Irpino
in 1875, for the rst time in forty years, to ght an election that had
to be rerun after the initial result was contested, he did so with the
full con dence that his fame and national standing would cause
factional disputes to melt away and bring him a near unanimous
vote. But to his intense disappointment all his passionate speeches
about concord and unity seemed to fall on deaf ears and he picked
up just twenty fresh votes as a result of his campaigning. The
trouble was, as a local priest explained to him, that his talk about
transcending petty municipal disputes for ‘Italy’s’ sake meant
nothing to most townspeople:
You see, in these small places, the world begins and ends here. The church tower is the
brightest star in their little rmament. And there is as much passion in these rivalries and
squabbles – what you call local tittle-tattle – as there is, let us say, between France and
Germany. Everyone has his own personal epic. The epic of a child is his house of cards.
And their epic is the campaign to win control of the town hall. You call this tittle-tattle,
and want to be the deputy of everyone: but that means being the deputy of no-one… Moral
enthusiasm is just ignis fatuus. Brute passions and interests are the stu of mankind, and
The new electoral law of 1882 was the product of several years of
di cult deliberation. For the right in particular extending the
su rage did not seem the answer to the problem of how to bridge
the gap between government and governed, ‘legal’ and ‘real’ Italy:
to enfranchise those who had not yet acquired a ‘sense of the state’
was simply to ‘endanger the institutions and the monarchy’,
according to Ruggero Bonghi.42 The main fear for conservatives was
radicals, republicans and socialists – which was why a few of them
went so far as to argue for universal su rage, on the grounds that
the illiterate rural masses would provide a ballast of safe, Catholic
docility. But the left was more concerned about the pernicious
in uence of the Church and was thus wary of giving the vote to the
peasantry. And though worries about the ignorance and lack of
patriotism of the working classes were almost as pronounced on the
left as the right, there was a general feeling that the social question
was now so insistently discussed throughout the Western world and
so pressing that it would be political suicide to hold out against
democratic reform. Furthermore, could the masses ever be educated
to a ‘sense of the state’ if they were not entrusted with political
responsibility?
The man who dominated Italian parliamentary politics from 1876
to 1887, Agostino Depretis, was a reluctant reformer. Cautious,
a able and Piedmontese, with a long white beard periodically dyed
grey for added gravitas, he entered o ce on a platform of free and
compulsory primary education, increased local self-government,
administrative decentralization and an extended su rage. But he did
not embrace change out of conviction or principle – indeed his lack
of strong views meant that most people came away from talking to
him feeling that he agreed with them – but rather from a sense that
something needed to be done (and preferably the less the better) to
prevent discontent boiling over in the country. In 1879 he brought
in a measure that would roughly double the electorate. But this was
widely considered inadequate, and two years later he submitted a
more radical proposal to the Chamber giving the vote to all males
over twenty-one who had completed two years of primary schooling
or military service, or who paid at least 19.80 lire annually in direct
taxes. This bill was passed, and the Italian electorate more than
trebled from 620,000 to over 2 million. Education rather than
wealth now became the principal criterion for enfranchisement:
previously about 80 per cent of all voters had quali ed on the basis
of taxation.
Central to the new law was the introduction of the electoral
system of scrutin de liste. Instead of 508 constituencies, each with a
single deputy, there were to be 135 larger colleges with between
two and ve deputies chosen by preference voting from competing
lists. The aim was partly to ensure that urban working-class districts
were diluted with conservative rural votes. But the main hope of the
scheme’s proponents – principally Francesco Crispi – was that larger
territorial units and lists of candidates would break the stranglehold
of local interests on elections and encourage the creation of
organized parties appealing to voters with ‘national’ programmes.
As Crispi said:
I believe we must compel voters to look beyond the con nes of their town and study the
country on a broader basis… It is possible to suborn 400 voters, but not thousands; it is
possible to intervene within the limits of a small constituency, but not of a province… I
want scrutin de liste in order to nationalize the Chamber, by which I mean, gentlemen,…
that those who in future enter this hall should forget where they were born, their parish
pump, their local ties, and the wishes, the needs and the demands of the region of their
birth, and should instead be inspired by a single idea, a sole concept, that of the good of
the nation.43
The hopes surrounding scrutin de liste were not realized, and Italy
was to revert to a system of single-member constituencies in 1891.
Bribery and corruption continued unabated, and far from reducing
the predominance of local interests in elections, the expanded
su rage simply meant that candidates (and deputies) now had to
devote more time than ever to satisfying the demands of their key
constituents. As in the past, o ers of jobs, promotions, medals,
pensions, loans, licences and contracts were the staple of a
politician’s life; and huge amounts of e ort had to be expended
answering the constant stream of ‘letters of recommendation’ that
poured in from local supporters. Ful lling promises was not
imperative; but keeping clients in hope was. Nor did the enlarged
electoral colleges encourage politicians to compete on the basis of
rival programmes, as had been anticipated: instead candidates
looked to avoid the lottery of an open contest by negotiating with
rivals, carving up the territory and the votes in an often complex
process of horse-trading. As one leading newspaper lamented in
1891, the shortcomings of the parliamentary regime were evidently
due more to the fact that united Italy had failed to reform Italians
than to any structural problems with the state: ‘These defects in our
country can only be resolved through the furthering of our political
education, which, to be honest, shows no sign of taking place.’44
With politicians heavily dependent on meeting the demands of
constituents, parliament became weighed down with often petty
local business, and rather than give their allegiance to a government
on the basis of the merits of its programme, many deputies preferred
to ‘trade’ their vote, moving between ministers and would-be
ministers, seeing who would o er them the most favourable terms.
As a result parliamentary votes were unpredictable, which was one
important reason why governments fell so often: Italy had thirty- ve
administrations between 1861 and 1900. It also helps explain why it
was so di cult to get major reforms through parliament, and, once
passed, why they frequently showed signs of incoherence: they were
usually the product of a good deal of convoluted bargaining. One
deputy described the frenetic cattle-market atmosphere of
parliament in a speech in May 1886:
You should see the pandemonium in Montecitorio when the time approaches for an
important vote. Government agents run through rooms and up and down corridors trying
to secure support. Everything is promised: subsidies, decorations, canals, bridges, roads;
and sometimes a long-withheld legal decision is the price of the parliamentary vote.45
The blurring of party lines and the sense that the Chamber was
dissolving into a quagmire of unprincipled factions held together
only by the bargaining skills of the pliable but personally honest
Depretis (one leading contemporary compared him to an English
water closet that stayed clean despite the lth passing through it),52
led a string of leading intellectuals and politicians – Bonghi,
Minghetti, Jacini, Lombroso, Orlando – into anguished analyses of
Italy’s parliamentary system. In the 1880s there was a feeling that
the shortcomings might yet be recti ed; but by the 1890s residual
optimism was fading fast as new and disturbing ideas about the
nature and evolution of society gained widespread currency, fuelled
by Darwinism and in uential studies such as Hippolyte Taine’s
history of contemporary France. What if nations evolved only
slowly, like natural organisms, in a realm beyond human reason?
Could a state that had been drawn up largely in accordance with
abstract principles and imposed on a population, as in France in the
1790s or Italy in the 1860s, be expected to function? Should not
institutions be adapted to suit the particular character and
psychology of a people? Parliament, with its ‘anaemic, pointless and
pernicious existence’, as one leading newspaper put it,53 was
proving incapable of educating Italians and creating the new Italy
that had been dreamed of in the Risorgimento. But what might be
put in its place?
PART FIVE
War 1887–1918
16
The eyes are piercing, intelligent, expressive and changeable; the eyes of
a man who is very strong, very wily, very cunning. But they are missing
something! M. Crispi has no eyebrows. And as soon as you realize what
his physiognomy lacks, you discover whom it is M. Crispi resembles: he
resembles Bismarck without eyebrows… Very re ned… very Italian and
very much a lawyer, he does not need the eyebrows that give his
counterpart a very strong, very brutal, very German and very military
appearance! M. Crispi strikes me as wanting to charm his interlocutors;
Bismarck wants to terrorize them.
The great ambition of Signor Crispi, and perhaps the mainspring of his
actions, is to obtain a military success for Italy, no matter where or
how… He believes himself now to be acting in Italy the part undertaken
by Prince Bismarck in Germany before the events of 1866 and 1870. If
once victory should crown the Italian army, Signor Crispi would feel sure
of maintaining the dictatorship which he has assumed but which has not
yet been assured him by his fellow countrymen.
The disaster of Dogali catapulted Crispi back into power. Ever since
his resignation as Minister of the Interior in 1878 on a (well-
founded) charge of bigamy, the former Mazzinian and Secretary of
State of Garibaldi had been calling vigorously from the back-
benches for a more assertive foreign policy and rearmament. He
claimed that Italy faced a major external threat from France: the
French had never forgiven Italy for achieving unity and destroying
the temporal power of the papacy, he said, and since their defeat by
Prussia they were looking to dominate the Mediterranean – at the
expense, inevitably, of Italy. Domestically, Crispi was deeply
worried about the challenge of the Church and the far left and the
absence of national sentiment in the country; and he repeatedly
spoke of the urgent need for ‘moral unity’ to complement ‘material
unity’ and nish the work of the Risorgimento. Although he
believed passionately that political and social reforms were required
to help draw the masses inside the framework of the state, he had
come increasingly to recognize that these would be ine ective in
themselves without an accompanying process of ‘political
education’.
Crispi entered Depretis’s eighth and nal government in April
1887 as Minister of the Interior; and when Depretis died less than
four months later he assumed the mantle of prime minister almost
without discussion, retaining the interior ministry and adding the
foreign ministry as well. For over two decades he had been a major
gure on the Italian political stage, excluded from the highest o ce
on account of his strongly democratic views, his background (he
was a Sicilian) and his irregular private life. But the country was
now demanding energy and a change of direction; and though some
Piedmontese and Lombard politicians were alarmed at the prospect
of a southern prime minister and tried to block his appointment,
Crispi was adamant that his premiership would be ‘national’ as no
other before it. As he told Ferdinando Martini:
To exclude me, who had already been designated as prime minister, simply because I was a
southerner would have been a mistake. We must put a stop to this regionalism. From the
Alps to the sea there are only Italians. And, to be honest, is there anyone who could claim
to be more of a unitarist than me? To my mind, my whole life is proof of it, from Palermo
to Turin. I am here to work for the country, to give it all my time, all my remaining energy.
I hope that I will be able to do something good. I belong entirely to Italy, believe me. I feel
as if I am back in 1860.
behalf.14
Crispi pressed hard for war in the early spring of 1888, but at the
last moment he pulled back, telling Germany that it might be wise
to wait until Italy had completed a further round of rearmament
(spending on the army and navy was subsequently raised to over
560 million lire in 1888–9, higher than at any other time since
1860, and this despite the country facing a severe economic
recession). In the meantime Crispi sent an emissary, Lieutenant-
Colonel Goiran, to Berlin to put to Bismarck an idea of the Chief of
General Sta , Enrico Cosenz, a Garibaldian veteran of 1860 with
military ambitions similar to those of the prime minister. The
following year at the time of the celebrations and Exhibition to
mark the centenary of the French Revolution, the Kaiser should send
a sudden invitation to the Italian king to review troops in
Strasbourg, in annexed Alsace. The prime minister would advise the
king to go. News of the visit would cause alarm in Paris, ‘just as
excitement at the Exhibition was reaching fever-pitch, and spark o
the gunpowder’. Goiran added that General Boulanger wanted war
and should be given a chance to declare it and that the Russians
would be reluctant to mobilize their army during the revolutionary
celebrations. ‘The idea is not a bad one, but it needs to be thought
about,’ said Bismarck.15
In truth, Bismarck was as averse as ever to a war, and the
Austrians did not seem very keen on one either (‘In Vienna there
exists… a kind of sentimental and philanthropic love of peace,’
noted Goiran ruefully); and Goiran’s general conclusion was not
particularly comforting: ‘It seems to me that it will be very di cult
for us to be able to provoke a war simply for our own interests.’16
But the accession of Wilhelm II in June tipped the balance in favour
of the ‘war party’ in Berlin and o ered renewed hope, and when in
October the young Kaiser paid a state visit to Italy he was in a
brazen and bullish mood, touring barracks, arsenals and ports,
expressing pleasant surprise at the preparedness of the Italian army
and navy and telling Umberto that they would meet again in Paris
at the heads of their triumphant armies. ‘Then you will return to
Italy with your 300,000 victorious men and kick parliament out of
the door. Crispi is a man with energy: he could help you.’ Umberto
professed to be rather shocked by the Kaiser’s high-handed view of
parliament, but admitted to a friend that he might have a point,
given that Italy’s current political system was not working: ‘If we
carry on as at present, in twenty years’ time it will be very di cult
to govern.’17
In the spring of 1889 Umberto paid a return state visit to
Germany. He reached Berlin on 21 May, and the following evening,
at a court banquet, the Kaiser turned to him and asked if he would
like to review some troops in Strasbourg. Umberto accepted. The
news was leaked to the press and a furore erupted. But it quickly
became clear that the gesture was too baldly provocative to achieve
the intended e ect, and with the value of Italian stock plummeting
on the exchanges and pro-French demonstrations breaking out,
Bismarck moved to calm things down, announcing on the 25th that
the Kaiser had ‘spontaneously’ decided to give up on the idea. In a
speech at a Reichstag dinner that evening Crispi talked of the
common destinies of Germany and Italy, of how they had been
united under the leadership of ‘two strong warrior dynasties’, and of
his lifelong commitment to the ‘independence and brotherhood’ of
nations; and he dismissed the allegations that were circling that he
was deliberately looking to start a war as ‘calumnies’ on the part of
his enemies:
Nothing could be further from the truth. I want peace and peace alone. I strive for nothing
else. There have been necessary wars, holy wars. But we have fought these, and the prize
for them has been this Italy of ours and this Germany. Any other war would be a crime.
Crispi was not to get his war in Europe and thereby ful l ‘the
destiny assigned to Italy within the projected new European order’,
as a senior colleague put it.22 At its best that new order would have
seen a territorially enlarged Italy replace France as the dominant
power in the Mediterranean, with Germany and Austria supreme on
the continental mainland and Britain the ruler of the high seas (and
much of the rest of the globe). It would also have created an Italy
that was securer at home, for apart from the prestige accruing to the
institutions from victory Crispi would certainly have seized the
opportunity to tear up the Law of Guarantees and strengthen the
state against the Church. But it was not to be, and though Crispi
continued to try to engineer diplomatic and military openings –
including in the summer of 1890 using a rumour of French plans to
annex Tunisia as a pretext for a general war or an Italian invasion of
Tripoli – he had to accept that Italy could not hope to achieve
anything without greater support from its allies. He felt resentful
towards Britain and bitter towards Germany, and in 1890 he put out
feelers secretly to France, o ering to abandon the Triple Alliance in
return for the concession of Tripoli. This alarmed the king greatly
and was one of the principal reasons why Crispi was forced out of
power early in 1891.
But Crispi’s assertiveness on the international stage earned him
many plaudits. The hopes of greatness that the Risorgimento had
engendered were resurrected, if only brie y, and old friends and
colleagues were e usive in their praise. Antonio Mordini, one of the
architects of the revolution in southern Italy in 1860, wrote to him
in July 1889 of the ‘honour’ and ‘glory’ that his foreign policy had
brought the nation, while another well-known elderly democrat,
Luigi Orlando, spoke in the same year of Italy’s new-found ‘dignity
and power’. For some the foreign policy simply underlined the
prime minister’s status as a great patriot. Giuseppe Verdi told Crispi
in November 1889 of the pride that he felt in ‘the man who controls
the destinies of our beloved country with wisdom and so much
energy. Glory to you!’; and in 1893 he sent him a photograph
inscribed with the simple dedication, ‘To Francesco Crispi. The great
patriot.’ The poet Carducci was lavish in his praise. In an open letter
of February 1889 he called Crispi ‘the grand old patriot’ who had
salvaged the dignity of Italy, and a few years later in another open
letter he described him as ‘the only truly Italian minister since
Cavour’, a man who, like Mazzini, Victor Emmanuel and Garibaldi,
had wanted Italy to be ‘strong and respected’: ‘For otherwise, what
was the purpose of uni cation?’23
Crispi dominated the Italian political scene for nearly a decade,
returning for a second term as prime minister in 1893–6, and
though he faced erce opposition from some quarters, particularly
on the far left, his popularity in the country was quite astonishing.
No other prime minister, not even Cavour, had succeeded in
exciting the public imagination to such a degree. The distinguished
sociologist Guglielmo Ferrero –whose own sympathies were with
socialism, not Crispi – was fascinated by the ‘almost regal aura’ that
surrounded this elderly energetic man with a huge walrus
moustache (the resemblance to Bismarck was striking and far from
accidental), immaculate dress sense, colourful domestic life, and
penchant for rings and jewellery (and a small horn of coral to ward
o the evil eye). Writing in 1895 he said:
The Crispi phenomenon will remain among the strangest and most curious aspects of
Italian history this century; and his dictatorship will be one of the problems that will most
occupy historians in the future. No man this century has ever enjoyed as much power in
Italy. Nobody has been able to impose his own personality on the entire country as he has,
or stamp the political life of the nation so forcefully with his character, or arouse such
enthusiasm, such hopes, such hatred. Nobody has so completely eclipsed the political world
around him.24
all…5
Crispi resigned in the wake of this disaster, and the new government
made peace with Menelik and scaled down Italy’s military presence
in Ethiopia. But the change of direction in foreign policy did not
lead to greater stability at home. On the contrary, the humiliation of
Adua, and the well-founded suspicion that the king had been in
some measure to blame for it (he, like Crispi, had been desperate for
a victory and had ill-advisedly protected Baratieri), gave the far left
fresh ammunition; and as the socialists and radicals gained rapidly
in strength in regions such as Lombardy and the Romagna, Italy’s
leaders resorted nervously to repression to try to stem the tide. The
Socialist Party, reconstituted after its dissolution in 1894, faced
severe persecution in 1897; and when early in May 1898 major
rioting broke out in Milan, triggered by high food prices and the
recent outpouring of popular grief following the death of Felice
Cavallotti – killed ghting his thirty- rst duel, caught in the carotid
artery by his opponent’s sword – the government responded
brutally. The army was sent in and opened re with artillery, and
according to o cial estimates eighty people were killed and 450
wounded – though the real gures were probably more than twice
these. Thousands of arrests were made; newspapers were closed
down; and ‘subversive’ associations were dissolved. And as if to
underscore the huge chasm that now, more than ever, divided
political and real Italy, the king decorated the general commanding
the troops in Milan for ‘the great service… rendered to our
institutions and to civilization, and to attest to my a ection and the
gratitude of myself and the country’.24
In the wake of the disorders the government tried to pass a series
of bills to tighten up on public security and curtail the freedom to
strike. But in parliament the far left embarked on a campaign of
libustering, delivering interminable speeches and raising countless
points of order, and in the summer of 1899 the prime minister, a
Piedmontese general, Luigi Pelloux, attempted to force some of the
measures through by royal decree. This was blatantly
unconstitutional. Unruly scenes erupted on the oor of the Chamber
with the voting urns at one point being knocked to the ground. The
following spring Pelloux looked to solve the impasse by introducing
a ‘guillotine’ motion: this was passed but only after the radicals and
socialists had walked out of parliament in protest. Pelloux now
appealed to the country, and in the elections that followed the
radicals, socialists and republicans together won nearly 100 seats,
some thirty more than in the previous parliament. The message was
clear: repression alone could not stop the forward march of the far
left. But there was a further message, too: that by operating within
the framework of parliament and the law, and seeking to block the
unconstitutional behaviour of Pelloux, the far left could win support
in the country.
On 29 July, some six weeks after the elections, King Umberto was
attending a display by the ‘Forti e liberi’ (‘Strong and free’)
gymnastics association in a stadium in Monza, north-east of Milan.
In the crowd was a tall, smartly dressed, thirty-year-old man who
had recently arrived back in Italy from the United States. Gaetano
Bresci was a skilled textile worker who in 1895 had been deported
to the penal island of Lampedusa after becoming involved with
anarchist groups in his native Tuscany. Early in 1898 he had
emigrated to the United States, where he had set up home with his
young Irish wife in Paterson, New Jersey, a silk-manufacturing town
with a large community of Italian émigrés, many of whom, like
Bresci, were anarchists.25 Bresci had been deeply shocked by the
repression of the Sicilian Fasci and horri ed when in 1898 the king
had ‘decorated the authors of the slaughter of May, instead of
hanging them’.26 The spirit of the Risorgimento, embodied by
warriors of freedom such as Garibaldi – the inauguration of whose
statue in Bologna he had attended shortly before travelling to
Monza – had been betrayed. At 8.20 in the evening, after the
presentation of prizes to the athletes, Umberto stepped into an open
carriage, ready to return to the royal villa. He saw a friend in the
crowd and stood up to wave. Bresci red four shots. ‘I don’t think it
is serious’ were the king’s last words.27 Bresci was sentenced to life
imprisonment, but according to o cial reports he hanged himself in
his cell in May 1901. The les that could con rm that it was indeed
suicide are missing.
18
The great error… relates to the idea that class is naturally hostile to
class, and that the working men and the wealthy are intended by nature
to live in mutual con ict. So irrational and false is this view that the
precise opposite is the truth… Capital cannot do without labour, nor
labour without capital… [and] the Church, with Jesus Christ as her
Master and Guide… seeks to bind class to class in friendliness and good
feeling… God has not created us for the perishable and transitory things
of this world, but for things heavenly and everlasting…
For us, ideas are not abstractions but physical forces. When the idea
seeks to become rei ed in the world it does so through manifestations
that are nervous, muscular and physical… The idea of Christianity, the
liberation of the Holy Sepulchre, expressed itself in the gigantic military
expeditions of the Crusades and in a prolonged period of warfare. In the
same way the socialist idea – in other words the new form of society
based on a radical change in the current relationships of property – will
be realized through violent and revolutionary manifestations.
I convey my congratulations to the far left for the fervour and the
tenacity with which they are defending their ideas. After the
spectacle witnessed today, I know that on the one side there are
many dead men who shout and on the other a few who are alive
and eloquent. As a man of intellect I go towards life.5
Nationalism
Just as socialism taught the proletariat the value of the class struggle, so
we must teach Italy the value of the international struggle. But is not
international struggle war? Well, let there be war then! And let
Nationalism arouse in Italy the will to a victorious war.
Enrico Corradini, speech to the rst Nationalist Congress, 3
December 1910
Our aim is to establish… a religion that will link us to the deepest and
most universal impulses of humanity and build the strong, ethical
structure of the new history of Italy, which will secure our future in the
world and extricate us from our current daily humiliation… If we had a
way of in uencing this profound transformation of the Italian spirit, we
would be able to create the Italy of tomorrow, an Italy that would enable
us to forget for ever the wretchedness of our past.
Giovanni Amendola, La Voce, 28
December 1911
I feel – like a Mazzinian of the old days – that I can have a mission
in my country and that I must do everything to make Italy less deaf,
less blind and less craven… Rome has always had a universal,
dominating mission… [It] must become once again the centre of the
world and a new form of universal power take its seat there… The
Third Rome, the Rome of the ideal, must be the fruit of our will and
our work.7
From the outset the main vehicles for Nationalist ideas were
journals, in the main based in Florence: Il Marzocco, which began in
1896, Leonardo and Il Regno, founded in 1903, Hermes, 1904, and,
most in uentially, La Voce, set up in 1908 and edited initially by
Prezzolini and later, and until its demise in 1913, by Papini. They
never had very large circulations – at its peak in 1911 La Voce sold
around 5,000 copies – but their contributors included nearly all the
most talented younger writers and thinkers in the country; and they
came together on a common platform of dislike of the status quo
and a belief that a ‘party of intellectuals’ should be established to
save Italy from its current degenerate ruling class. They sought a
spiritual revolution: there was a widespread recognition, as
Prezzolini later recalled, that ‘everything was mediocre and
unworthy of the past and inferior to what was being done in the rest
of Europe and America’.8 But quite what the upshot of such a
revolution would be was unclear.
The Nationalists had a much sharper sense of what they disliked
than what they liked. They hated parliament: ‘Montecitorio is the
worst of Italy’s burdens; and the governmental bourgeoisie is the
most factitious aristocracy in existence because it is
useless…’9‘Those in power are the only people in the whole of Italy
with no following outside parliament. They live solely for
parliamentary life… without roots in the nation.’10 They loathed the
corruption of the capital: ‘Rome is the central leech of Italy… the
fundamental cause of all our economic, moral and intellectual
backwardness… Fish begin to stink from their heads: Italy, from
Rome.’11 They saw socialism as dangerous: they considered its
doctrines materialistic, devoid of higher spiritual values and sel sh;
and contrary to what Giolitti thought, they believed Italy was
economically and politically too fragile to bene t from the free
interplay of class forces. And they were critical of the provincialism
and complacency of much of Italian life, and of the deep aws
marring the national character: ‘the absence of discipline, the weak
conception of duty, the disregard for accuracy, the indi erence to
commitments, the limited or nonexistent sense of initiative, the
readiness to tolerate squalor’.12
The solution, in broad terms, was greater moral energy, an energy
that would galvanize the middle classes around a programme of
national renewal and allay the threat of socialism. Giolitti’s
materialism and piecemeal reforms were too tepid; more passion
was needed to counter the scepticism and lethargy that had dogged
the Italian bourgeoisie for so long and left the country prey to those,
whether within or without, who possessed conviction and will.
Indeed an important strand running through Nationalism was a
celebration of aggression and a scorn of humanitarian and paci c
values (Corradini claimed that it was Italy’s spineless response to
Adua in 1896 that had converted him to Nationalism). For, in a
world of Darwinian struggle, how could any class or nation hope to
survive without a preparedness to ght? Giolitti’s policy of trying to
buy o the socialists with concessions was wholly misguided: ‘The
[bourgeoisie] must make the class struggle… into a reality,’ wrote
Prezzolini in 1904, ‘but with the intention speci cally of bringing it
to an end. When an enemy provokes you and, after provoking,
attacks, the best way to secure peace is to strike back and win.’13
The supreme embodiment of aggression was war, and though
Nationalism was initially divided over whether the principal focus
of its energies should be domestic or foreign policy, it was foreign
policy, and in particular colonial conquest in Africa, that emerged as
the victorious line in the years immediately before the First World
War. This was largely because war was seen as salutary. ‘War, and
war alone,’ wrote the prominent Nationalist (and distinguished
Dante scholar) Luigi Valli in 1911, echoing Turiello, ‘arouses and
rekindles the highest moral virtues and the purest ideal forces, and
in many cases can scorch in a purifying ame a people that grows
corrupt in peacetime and gets dragged into petty, narrow-minded
interests and wastes itself in wretched local or party disputes – as is
happening now with the Italian people.’14 And that same year, in an
article in La Voce, the young democrat Giovanni Amendola
dismissed the claim made by the British intellectual Norman Angell
that con icts had primarily economic causes, saying that wars were
attractive for moral reasons as, despite their horrors, they produced
‘an in nitely superior being to the cautious sybarite who nds the
best expression for his voluptuary view of life in the cradle of
peace’.15
War had another crucial function: to redirect the class struggle
outwards (Italy as a whole, according to the Nationalists, was a
‘proletarian nation’ competing for its rightful place in the world)
and heal the country’s internal fractures. ‘The ideal of Nationalism is
to create a collective national soul in place of the collective regional
souls we have today,’ declared the distinguished sociologist Scipio
Sighele.16 And what better mechanism could there be for generating
‘the awareness of belonging to a great collective organism’, as the
future fascist minister Luigi Federzoni put it, and teaching
individuals that their lives were as nothing compared to the superior
interests of the nation, than war? ‘From a national perspective,’ said
Corradini, ‘the individual has no more importance than a single
drop in the sea, than a falling leaf in a forest as vast as the surface of
the earth… The disregard for death is the supreme factor in life.’17
The Nationalists were a curious mixture of radical and
conservative. While they loathed many aspects of Italian political
life, parliament especially, and hankered after a great spiritual
revolution, their opposition to socialism, their concern with
discipline and order, and their belief in the need to subordinate the
individual to the interests of the nation drew them towards the right
– towards the monarchy, the army, the Church, big business and
landowners. Indeed by the time the rst Nationalist Congress
convened in Florence in December 1910 to bring together the
various currents of the movement, launch the Italian Nationalist
Association and agree a common programme, sympathy for
Nationalism had spread far beyond the ranks of middle-class
intellectuals who had made up most of the early support. A major
downturn in the economy from 1908 had caused large sections of
the propertied classes, already sceptical about Giolitti’s policies, to
grow increasingly angry at the government’s failure to deal with
socialism: pro t margins were now being rapidly eroded as strikes
pushed up the costs of labour. A mood of desperation was beginning
to overtake the country. ‘Italy is now becoming Nationalist,’ Vilfredo
Pareto told Sorel early in 1911. ‘The only talk is of a future war… I
am afraid it will all end badly.’18
LIBYA
The great proletarian nation has stirred… Just fty years after its
return to life, Italy, the great martyr among nations, has done its
duty and contributed to the advancement and civilization of the
peoples, and asserted its right not to be penned in and su ocated in
its own waters… Oh fty years of miracle! What a transformation
there has been!… Whoever wishes to know what [Italy] is now,
behold its army and its navy… Land, sea and sky, mountains and
plains, peninsula and islands are perfectly fused. The fair-skinned
solemn Alpine soldier ghts beside the slim dark Sicilian, the tall
Lombard grenadier rubs shoulders with the short lean Sardinian
fusilier… Run your eye over the lists of the glorious dead, and
wounded – who rejoice in their radiant wounds: you will nd
yourself remembering and revising the geography of what was, but
a short time ago, just a geographical expression… Oh, you blessed
men who have died for the fatherland!… Fifty years ago Italy was
made. On the sacred ftieth anniversary… you have proved that
Italians too have been made.19
Even liberals who had been strongly opposed to the Nationalist
calls for war, such as the distinguished expert on the problems of
the south Giustino Fortunato, were carried along on the tide of
patriotism. For many years Fortunato had argued that Italy should
use its limited resources to improve the social and economic
conditions of the peasants and not waste them on extravagant
foreign-policy gestures; but once the invasion had been launched he
started to change his tune. As he told Pasquale Villari in December
1911:
What a transformation from the late 1880s, he felt, when Crispi had
brought the country to the brink of war and the peasant reservists
he had talked to had been totally indi erent: ‘Italy is Piedmont, we
are Naples,’ they had told him, ‘and if the French come down here,
it will be much the same. At most… you and other landowners will
change.’21
I have come to the rm conclusion that only when Italy has secured
a virile victory of its people over an enemy – no matter who… only
then will it be able to say that it has avenged a millennium and a
half of shameful history and be able to face the future with
con dence. For the rst time in my life I have a vision of the
sanctity of war… Ever since the fall of the Roman Empire we have
never displayed any courage as a people, have never been able to
repel a single one of the hundred invaders, have never shown a
willingness to die rather than ee. Between the Five Days of Milan
[in 1848] and Porta Pia [in 1870] no more than 6,000 soldiers and
volunteers gave their lives… And do not imagine for a moment that
if France had not helped us in 1859 we would one day have
managed to nd ‘ourselves’. God! Even Greece was able to act on its
own in 1823. We, never. This, for Christ’s sake, is what the history
teachers ought to be explaining in our schools…29
THE FAILURE OF GIOLITTI’S PROGRAMME
Italy did not need to enter the First World War. Though it was still
formally allied to Austria and Germany under the Triple Alliance,
rst signed in 1882, the fact that Austria failed to consult Italy
before declaring war on Serbia at the end of July meant that Italy’s
treaty obligations technically did not apply. Thus, as Europe
mobilized its armies and slipped towards Armageddon in August,
Italy announced its neutrality. And many thought that it should
remain neutral, including Giolitti and a majority of deputies in the
Chamber. They believed that Italy was economically too fragile to
sustain a major con ict, particularly so soon after the invasion of
Libya; and Giolitti suggested that the country could in fact gain ‘a
great deal’ by bargaining with both sides to stay out of the war. But
Salandra and the Foreign Minister, Sidney Sonnino, negotiated in
total secrecy with the British and French governments on the one
hand and Austria and Germany on the other, in the spirit of what
Salandra referred to as ‘sacred egoism’, to see what price Italy could
secure for intervention. Britain and France made the most attractive
o er, and on 26 April 1915 the Treaty of London was signed,
pledging the South Tyrol, Trentino, Istria, Trieste and much of
Dalmatia to Italy.
When rumours of what had been agreed began to leak out at the
beginning of May pandemonium erupted. Parliament was closed,
but more than 300 deputies went to the hotel where Giolitti was
staying and left their visiting cards to signal their support for
neutrality. Realizing he lacked a majority, Salandra resigned. But
Giolitti found it impossible to form a new government: to reject the
Treaty of London and betray the British and French after having
repudiated the Triple Alliance and angered the Austrians and
Germans would have been too humiliating and might have cost the
king his throne. Meanwhile supporters of war took to the streets in
their tens of thousands, led by Nationalists, Futurists, syndicalists
and dissident socialists. Among the latter was Mussolini, who the
previous autumn had decided that the best way of bringing about a
revolution would be to plunge the country into the maelstrom of a
great con ict: he had been dramatically expelled from the party for
his renegade views.
The crowds calling for intervention were red as much by anger
towards Giolitti and the neutralists as by enthusiasm for war.
Indeed, in a speech in Rome on 14 May, D’Annunzio denounced
them as traitors and incited his audience to kill them (‘should blood
ow, that blood would be as blessed as any shed in the trenches’).36
And the anger of the demonstrators was also directed generally
towards parliament and an entire political system that was felt to
have betrayed the hopes of the Risorgimento. As an article in the
leading Nationalist newspaper explained on 15 May:
Since the Fates have assigned to our generation the tremendous and
sublime task of realizing the ideal of a great Italy that the heroes of
the Risorgimento were not able to see nished, we accept this task
with undaunted spirit, ready to give ourselves totally to the
Fatherland, with all that we are and all that we have.38
With the fractures in the moral fabric of the nation for the moment
concealed beneath a torrent of patriotic enthusiasm, Italy’s forces
advanced into the Alpine valleys along the borders with Austria in
the vague expectation of some regenerative ‘baptism of blood’.
20
What most struck me… was the calm of many of the soldiers…
Some lay stretched out in the sun, on their backs, their arms folded
beneath their heads, their mouths open, or else on their fronts, face
down in the grass, enjoying the deep sleep of adolescents… Others
were in their shirtsleeves, hanging jackets out on the trees to dry…
or wandering here and there examining carefully the nature of the
crops and the soil… Are these beaten men, deserters, rebels,
traitors? Are they – let us not mince words – cowards? No… They
are victims. They are uncomprehending. They are deceived. And the
evil does not lie in them. We are the ower, now wilting, of a plant
whose roots are in miserable soil. The evil is in the roots. The evil is
down there beneath us: in the ignominy of those [in Rome] who
divide, sow discord, lie and haggle. Of those who abandon. The evil
is everywhere; but not here. Here there is only su ering. This is not
the way of shame. This is the way of the cross.7
There had been clear signs in the months before Caporetto that
the morale of the 2.5 million men at the front and of the civilian
population as a whole was declining. In the early stages of the war
Giustino Fortunato had been deeply impressed by the stoicism and
commitment displayed by the peasants in his town of Rionero in
Basilicata (‘The calm, the good will, the dignity of all classes, and
the peasantry especially, in this, the rst great unitary war that Italy
has fought, is astonishing, truly astonishing. Yes, Italy is made!’),8
but from the end of 1916 he had grown increasingly alarmed at the
number of deserters and at the mounting anger of the local people.
By the summer of 1917 the situation seemed desperate. The women
were incandescent with fury (like ‘harpies’) at the fate of their
husbands and sons; deserters were roaming everywhere in the
countryside; and woodland and forests were being set on re. Much
of the anger was directed towards landowners like himself (and it
pained him deeply: ‘until last year I was much loved’), who were
accused of conspiring with the government to prolong the con ict
and deliberately massacre the peasants; and he himself was the
victim of a violent assault in August. He warned his friend Salandra
that an insurrection, or worse, brigandage, was about to erupt.9
A number of factors contributed to the declining morale, but the
abnormally harsh treatment of the conscripts was certainly one of
the most important. The bitterly low temperatures on the Alpine
front made nutrition of paramount importance; but rations, already
far from generous in the rst year of the war, were cut sharply at
the end of 1916, and average consumption in the winter of 1916–17
was less than 3,000 calories a day compared to nearly 4,000 the
previous winter. Pay was derisory – half a lira a day for an
infantryman and a similar sum for his family (scant compensation
for the loss in many cases of the principal breadwinner) – and leave
was restricted to a single period of fteen days in the year, a source
of particular resentment to the peasants as it gave them insu cient
time to attend to sowing and harvesting.10 Very little consideration
was given to entertainment (apart from improvised army brothels).
There were no war newspapers and troops were banned from
entering cinemas or bars in the so-called war zones, even when on
leave. The only leisure initiative of note was that of a Catholic
priest, Giovanni Minozzi, who founded the ‘Soldiers’ Homes’ –
usually a rather spartan building behind the lines, with a piano,
some books and possibly a lm projector. About 250 had been set
up by October 1917. However, the military authorities regarded
them with considerable indi erence and even with suspicion.11
Behind the callous attitude of the military authorities towards the
rank and le lay a good deal of mistrust, a belief that most of the
conscripts (and only 8,000 of the 5.5 million Italians who were
mobilized down to 1918 were volunteers) lacked the requisite
patriotism and discipline to be treated other than with an iron rod.
Punishments were accordingly severe, even by contemporary
standards. Around 400,000 o cers and men were arraigned before
military tribunals in the course of the war, and over a quarter of
these were convicted and punished; 4,028 received death sentences
(mostly in absentia), of which 750 were carried out.12 There was also
regular use of random summary executions and decimations
(permitted under the military penal code), though exactly how
many is unclear. The documentary evidence suggests between 100
and 200 instances, though the real gure was certainly much higher
as o cers were understandably reluctant to report them. With
frustration growing in the trenches in 1916–17 and the number of
desertions mounting, the signs are that nervous commanders
became increasingly dependent on terror to maintain order.13
Indicative of the brutal atmosphere in the trenches was an
episode recalled by a peasant from the province of Cuneo,
Alessandro Scotti, which took place on Monte Pasubio, a key
strategic point high on the Trentino front to the south-east of
Rovereto, on 9 October 1916. The commanding general had been
informed that a company of alpini (Alpine troops) in the ‘Monte
Berico’ battalion had shouted ‘Long live the fog!’ before they were
due to go into action, hoping that bad weather would force a delay
in the attack. The general immediately came down to the trenches
and ordered the ninety alpini to be bound and shot. While the ring
squad was being assembled military chaplains intervened (the 2,400
Catholic priests who served as chaplains in the war earned much
gratitude from the troops for their humanity), and after fteen
minutes of parleying the order was changed to decimation, and
every tenth man told to step forward. The chaplains intervened
again; and once more the general was induced to back down: ‘Take
Pasubio for me and you will all be deemed absolved,’ he declared.
‘Otherwise I will proceed with the executions after the assault.’
Virtually the entire company was wiped out in the ensuing battle.
Scotti managed to reach the top of the Groviglio peak where he lay
down under a rhododendron bush and slept, concealing his head
beneath a corpse; and when darkness came, he and four other
surviving alpini returned to the Italian lines. He was awarded a
bronze medal (‘because I had done my duty in full’) and went on to
survive the war and become a teacher.14
The lack of faith in the motivation of the troops was one
important reason why the authorities refused, in contrast to other
countries, to provide aid to those who had been captured. There was
a fear that if the soldiers heard that conditions in prisoner-of-war
camps were tolerable, they would surrender too easily. The
government thus did all it could to foster the idea that
imprisonment was shameful and hampered relief e orts, and as a
result the 600,000 Italians who ended up interned in Austria and
Germany were forced to make do with rations that frequently fell
below 1,000 calories a day. Many died of hunger and hunger-related
illnesses – around 100,000 ( ve times the gure for French
prisoners, who, like the British, were in regular receipt of food
parcels).15 Those who survived were understandably resentful. One,
Angelo Bronzini, wrote with bitter sarcasm after the war of how the
‘government of our fatherland’ had ‘completely abandoned’ him and
the other Italians in the camp, forbidding access to essential supplies
and hampering communication with families (only postcards were
permitted).16 Another, a peasant from Treviso, recalled how he used
to look enviously at the French prisoners, ‘whose government passed
them bread and tins of meat every week, while we went around
begging with our bowls in our hands’.17
In these circumstances it is not surprising that most rank and le
soldiers seem to have remained largely untouched by the patriotic
language and sentiment that continued to punctuate the rhetoric of
pro-war intellectuals and politicians. Surviving letters of conscripts
from the front, some of them probably written with the help of
junior o cers or chaplains, periodically contain phrases such as
‘barbarian enemy’, ‘beautiful Italy’, ‘defence of the fatherland’ and
‘unredeemed lands’ (terre irredente – rarely spelled correctly),
suggesting that o cial propaganda had, if nothing else, supplied the
conceptual tools with which to make a degree of sense of the
su ering and carnage. But such formulae usually sound a discordant
note in correspondence whose dominant themes are not surprisingly
fear of death, horror at the killing, pain at separation from loved
ones, anguish at having lost all that is familiar and comforting
(‘There are not even the chimes of bells here, just the continual roar
of cannons that do not give us a minute of peace’),18 and a longing
to return home at the earliest possible opportunity.
There is little evidence that the peasant troops were ideologically
motivated. The attitude of many is probably well summed up by a
Piedmontese soldier who recalled: ‘We understood nothing. We only
tried not to die. We did not care about killing Austrians, but we had
to kill them because if they came forward they killed you.’19 Nor
was there much identi cation with the state and its institutions: the
king, parliament, the army. Such concepts, indeed, are almost
entirely absent from letters. As for Italia and la patria, these seemed
to be lacking in ‘national’ content and certainly had none of the
literary and historical baggage with which the educated middle
classes had often invested them. The writer Mario Mariani spoke of
how there were two kinds of soldiers in his platoon, ‘those for
whom the fatherland was their town or at most their province – the
consequence of ten centuries of enslavement – and those for whom
the fatherland was the world – the consequence of fty years of
evangelical internationalist preaching’.20 And for the majority the
experience of the trenches may well have reinforced the feeling that
abstractions in the end did not count for much and that only one
patria really mattered. When an elderly alpino who had taken part in
the bloody campaigns on Monte Ortigara on the Trentino front was
asked many years after the war what patria he had been ghting for,
he banged his st angrily on the table and said: ‘Christ! My
fatherland was leave, family, home.’21
For many intellectuals abstractions did matter, and the sight of the
army along the Isonzo dissolving at Caporetto was profoundly
distressing. The distinguished senator Leopoldo Franchetti was so
overwhelmed with grief that he shot himself. It had been widely
hoped that the war would serve to bind the masses to the state and
give the country the moral unity that it had hitherto lacked.
Benedetto Croce wrote in 1916 of how great nations were
characterized by a willingness of their citizens to die ‘for an ideal’;
and he quoted with approval the lines of the French poet Lamartine:
‘A large people without a soul is just a vast crowd… / Sparta lived
for three hundred years on one day of heroism.’22 And only a month
before Caporetto, Croce spoke enthusiastically of how Cadorna’s
army was eradicating ‘a stain fteen centuries old’ by demonstrating
that Italians had nally achieved ‘national and political cohesion’.23
Men and women, even ‘street gossips and urchins’, from every
corner of the land, now felt ‘truly one’, he said; and what
particularly grati ed him was a sense that the growing unity was
part of an upward curve of constant moral progress: ‘Every step has
been a step forward, every mistake a lesson. 1848 was better than
1821,1859 than 1848,1915 than 1866; and accordingly this war will
not only be an improvement on the past, but will also be an
experiment that will provide us with a clearer picture of
ourselves…’24
Caporetto shattered these illusions, and in the atmosphere of fear
and bitter recrimination that followed the disaster the reality of the
deep fractures in the country became abundantly clear. Italy had
entered the con ict split, profoundly split – between interventionists
and neutralists, piazza and parliament – and it was these divisions
that were now widely seen as responsible for the collapse of morale
on the Isonzo front. According to Unità, the newspaper of Gaetano
Salvemini (himself a passionate supporter of the war on the grounds
that it would help the masses to secure a greater political, economic
and social stake in the nation), Caporetto was ‘a moral reverse’
brought about by the failure of the government to stop the
propaganda of ‘the forces hostile to the con ict’ – socialists,
Catholics and Giolittian liberals – seeping perniciously ‘from the
interior of the country – from the factories and the homes of the
peasants – to the trenches’. And in line with virtually all
interventionist opinion, the newspaper called for a strong prime
minister who would crack down on the ‘defeatists’ and prosecute the
war with far greater energy than had hitherto been shown.25
The inevitable result was to deepen still further the rifts in the
nation. The anger and violence that had been such disturbing
features of the so-called ‘radiant days of May’ in 1915 resurfaced.
There was in ammatory talk of revolution, military coups,
republican plots and putting the ‘neutralist’ politicians on trial for
treason – a majority of the Chamber had remained loyal to Giolitti
and were known to be at best lukewarm towards the war. Police
reports referred to secret societies with Carbonaro-style rites and
oaths committed to the assassination of leading socialists such as
Turati (‘We are now surrounded and followed night and day by an
escort of plainclothes policemen,’ he told Anna Kuliscio in
December)26 or to blowing up the Vatican with dynamite: a great
many Catholics and Catholic associations had given their backing to
the war, but the Pope, Benedict XV, had refused to declare the
con ict ‘just’, and in August 1917 he had issued a Note describing it
as a ‘useless slaughter’ and urging disarmament and arbitration. This
had probably done serious damage to troop morale, and there were
calls in the top echelons of the army for Benedict to be arrested and
hanged.
One interventionist with particularly strident views following
Caporetto was Benito Mussolini. Mussolini had been called up in
September 1915 and had served in a bersagliere unit on the Isonzo
front and risen (like Hitler) to the rank of corporal, before being
wounded by an exploding grenade thrower in a training exercise
and invalided out in June 1917. He had resumed the editorship of Il
Popolo d’Italia, the newspaper he had founded in Milan towards the
end of 1914, and had used its columns to denounce the attempts of
‘His Holiness Pope Pilate XV’ at peacemaking and demand a more
resolute government, ‘total war’ and improved propaganda to
strengthen the ‘moral health’ of the army.27 News of Caporetto left
him distraught (according to his sister he was so depressed he talked
of dying), but he quickly rallied, and called for the Italian socialists
to be treated without mercy as ‘a more dangerous enemy’ than the
Austrians and for the nation to be fused in spirit with the army. He
wanted peasant troops to be promised land, so as to raise their
morale, and he urged a more disciplined attitude on the home front
and the closure of theatres, concert halls, race courses and cafés.28
Above all, he said, Italy needed a forceful leader to turn the
‘lacerated organism’ of the nation into something beautiful, noble
and strong:
The man chosen by the king to take over the reins of government
after Caporetto was Vittorio Emanuele Orlando, a stocky white-
haired professor of constitutional law of Sicilian origin (he had been
born in Palermo a few days before Garibaldi’s Thousand entered the
city: hence his name), with great intelligence and considerable
energy – he was proud of having produced three children in thirty-
one months.30 And the new prime minister responded to the
catastrophe by urging ‘national unity’ – though in reality ‘unity’ now
meant one nation pitted against another. In the Chamber, Giolitti
and more than a hundred of his supporters closed ranks in a
‘Parliamentary Union’, while interventionist groups of all shades –
Nationalists, conservatives, democrats – retaliated in December
1917 by setting up a Parliamentary Union (Fascio) for National
Defence, with over 150 deputies and ninety senators, which pressed
Orlando’s government into introducing harsher censorship and
tougher measures against the ‘neutralists’. Across the country
‘Resistance Committees’ and ‘Fasci of National Defence’ sprang up
(the term fascio – ironically of socialist provenance – was fast
embedding itself in the patriotic lexicon) to help root out
‘defeatists’: such as the worker from Modena who was sentenced to
forty days in prison and a ne of 100 lire for refusing to subscribe to
a national loan on the grounds that ‘he had not wanted the war’.31
In this heavily polarized atmosphere the interventionists clung to
their belief that war would be salutary and curative, and in contrast
to many other European countries Italy witnessed very little
intellectual backlash against the carnage. Filippo Tommaso
Marinetti, who volunteered and served on the Isonzo and Piave
fronts, remained true to his Futurist principles and recounted his
experiences during the con ict in a tone of exultant enthusiasm,
glorying in the sensory cocktail of exploding shells, machine-gun
re and human cries, and relishing the strong emotions (not least
erotic) that accompanied the violence and danger.32 D’Annunzio
adopted a similarly celebratory and aesthetic approach, engaging in
a series of carefully choreographed and highly publicized raids by
air and sea that earned him one gold, three silver and two bronze
medals for valour, recording his exploits in exuberant prose and
poetry full of mystical, classical and religious allusions. He also
coined a number of rallying cries that became much celebrated
nationally. Among them were Memento audere semper (‘Remember
always to dare’), Iterum rugit leo (‘The lion roars again’: the slogan
given to his bomber squadron based near Venice; an inversion of
Venice’s more paci c motto, ‘Peace be unto thee, Mark, my
evangelist’), and Eia, eia, eia, alalà, a war-cry (later taken up by
Mussolini’s fascists), apparently of classical Greek origin, that
D’Annunzio made his aviators use in place of the more conventional
Ip, ip, urrah!33
Other interventionists viewed the war in less amboyant terms,
but almost all the memoirs produced during and after the con ict
were written in terms of a patriotic o cer sharing the harsh life of
the trenches with stoical, long-su ering, rank and le soldiers, who
were learning through war to subordinate local and familial ties to
the needs of the nation. Some of the most successful of these
accounts adopted the keynote that De Amicis had struck in his
earlier portrayals of military life: hardship made bearable, often
joyous, through the bonds of fraternal camaraderie and the ‘lofty
principles that we accept with our eyes closed as if they were a
faith: fatherland, necessity, discipline’34 – as in Paolo Monelli’s
highly popular Shoes in the Sun (1921), with its subtitle: Chronicle of
Joyful and Sad Adventures of Alpini, Mules and Wine. And even the
least belligerent of intellectuals felt drawn to the myth of national
solidarity, a myth that seemed to gain in emotional and ideological
allure when it was juxtaposed with the reality of pain and slaughter;
for as the young writer Renato Serra explained poignantly in 1915,
shortly before being killed in action on a mountainside near Gorizia,
fusion with the collectivity, whether in death or life, seemed almost
a moral imperative to those, like himself, who identi ed
passionately with the nation and yet inhabited an elite world,
estranged from the ‘real Italy’ of the masses. To have had the
opportunity to leap, and to have faltered, would have been shaming:
We had been on the brink, on the very edge. The wind had been bu eting us, throwing
back our hair; and we had stood, the vertigo welling up inside us, trembling – and had not
jumped. With this memory we would have grown old… I have been living in another place.
In that Italy that seemed to me, when I was merely looking at it, deaf and empty. But now I
feel that it can be lled with men like myself, gripped with the same anxiety and marching
along the same route, able to support each other, and live and die together – should the
of strength and life. Long live Italy! For ever, and above all else, Long live Italy!39
PART SIX
Fascism 1919–43
21
When I returned from the war, like so many, I hated politics and
politicians… To come home, after struggling and ghting, to the country
of Giolitti, who o ered every ideal as an object for sale? No. Better to
deny everything, to destroy everything, so as to rebuild everything from
scratch… It is certain, in my view, that without Mussolini, three-quarters
of Italian youths who had returned from the trenches would have become
Bolsheviks.
Rise…
Oppressed of all the world
At the victorious eruption
Of the forces of the proletariat.
Remember
The horrendous carnage
The massive destruction.
The ancient anger of slaves
Rises ineluctably.
Spartacus prevails.
but also of virtually all the leading members of the educated classes.5
The liberal regime deserved much credit for its handling of the war,
but it was to receive little. The Socialist Party had been driven
further than ever into the political wilderness, and after 1918 it
retaliated by adopting a vehement revolutionary stance, inspired by
the success of the Bolshevik coup in Russia. Church and state were
still a long way from any formal conciliation, despite their increased
cooperation in 1915–18; and the various interventionist groups –
the Nationalists, the Futurists, the syndicalists and the dissident
socialists – were still deeply hostile to parliament: wedded to the
myth that Italy had only entered the con ict in May 1915 through
their will and determination, and strongly convinced that the
victory at Vittorio Veneto had been theirs and theirs alone. And the
peace was now to be theirs, too; and woe betide any liberal
politician – Orlando, or the Foreign Minister, Sonnino – who failed
to secure Italy its just deserts after the sacri ce of 600,000 men. As
D’Annunzio wrote in a celebrated poem published a few days before
the armistice, questioning the right of the United States’ President,
Woodrow Wilson, and the other allied leaders to speak for those
who had ‘exceeded in their su ering the limits set by the pity of the
Lord’:
Who is it today that arises as arbiter of all future life, over the
wailing and smoking land?
Where has he come from? From the depths of su ering or the
summits of light, as the exile Dante?
Or is he just a sage sitting in his unmoved chair, ignorant of the
trenches and circles [of Hell]?…
Who would transform the greatness and beauty of this violence into
a long debate between old men, in a senile council of trickery?
The ink of scribes for the blood of martyrs?…
Oh victory of ours: you will not be mutilated. Nobody will break
your knees or clip your wings.7
From the outset the position of the Italian delegation at the peace
conference that convened in Paris in January 1919 was extremely
di cult. Whipped up by D’Annunzio and the interventionists, public
opinion back home was expecting the maximum possible territorial
gains: not just Trentino, the South Tyrol, Trieste, Istria and northern
Dalmatia – which had been promised under the Treaty of London of
1915 – but also the port of Fiume (Rijeka) on the Croatian coast, a
town with long-standing economic and political ties to Hungary, but
which from the middle of the nineteenth century had developed a
large community of middle-class Italians, welcomed in by the
authorities in Budapest in an attempt to create a counterweight in
this strategically important centre to the potentially hostile local
Slav population. But in asking for ‘the Treaty of London plus Fiume’
Italy risked muddying the ideological waters and creating an
impression of cynical opportunism, for the Treaty of London had
been premised on old-fashioned considerations of Realpolitik (to
ensure Italy’s security in the Adriatic), while Fiume was being
claimed on the basis of the ‘principle of nationality’ – though it was
in fact questionable whether a majority of the town’s population
was Italian, as the adjacent working-class suburbs were almost
entirely Croat.
To make matters worse for the Italian delegation at Paris,
stereotypes and prejudices abounded in the deliberations of the
three most senior gures at the peace conference – Woodrow
Wilson, the British prime minister, Lloyd George, and the French
prime minister, Clemenceau – who clearly regarded Italy as
something of a parvenu and undeserving of full membership of the
great powers’ club. And such condescension served further to
in ame nationalist feelings in Italy, forcing Orlando and Sonnino to
be yet more insistent in their demands in order to avoid being
vili ed back home as authors of what was already being widely
spoken of as ‘the mutilated victory’. Orlando was generally well
received in Paris – Lloyd George warmed to his expansive
Mediterranean manner (though Harold Nicolson probably re ected
more mainstream English opinion in describing him, waspishly, as ‘a
white, weak, abby man’);8 but Sonnino was the very antithesis of a
conventional Italian with his rigid and austere character, severe
demeanour and intellectual outlook; and he created a bad
impression. Moreover he was forced to do much of the talking as the
British and Americans found Orlando very hard to understand,
despite his frequent expressive gestures.
The problem with Fiume was that the French were eager to
support a strong Yugoslavia as part of a chain of new states in
central Europe penning Germany in on its eastern ank. But there
was another, less easily voiced, consideration. Franco-Italian
relations had been deeply strained ever since 1860; and though Italy
had abandoned the Triple Alliance in 1915, it had done so primarily
on the basis of short-term expediency. In the long term, as Crispi
and others had argued, it was more logical for Italy to aspire to an
alliance with Germany against France – its rival for supremacy in
the Mediterranean. The elderly Clemenceau knew this, and
harboured few illusions, and while the Italian government did all it
could to weaken Yugoslavia, sanctioning plans to foment civil war
there by sending in agents provocateurs and even encouraging
Italian soldiers to heighten tensions by seducing local women, the
French worked to keep the new state united as a means of holding
an unpredictable Italy in check. Orlando lamented that it was
galling to have defeated Austria only to have another major power
replace it in the Adriatic. But he attracted little sympathy in Paris.9
A further di culty facing the Italian delegation was that neither
France nor Britain believed that the contribution of Italy to the war
e ort had been su cient to merit the extensive territorial claims it
was now making: in addition to Trentino, the South Tyrol and Istria,
the Treaty of London had promised the Dodecanese islands and
major footholds in the Balkans, including the port of Vlorë on the
far side of the Strait of Otranto and a protectorate over central
Albania. It was pointed out that Italy had sustained far fewer
casualties than France and Britain, and there was much anger that
Diaz had apparently only been willing to launch an o ensive when
victory had looked certain (‘They all say that the signal for an
armistice was the signal for Italy to begin to ght,’ noted the British
ambassador).10 There was irritation that the Italian navy had hardly
ventured from port, despite promises to patrol the Mediterranean
and the Adriatic, and considerable resentment at the huge sums that
the hard-pressed allies had been forced to lend to Italy (15 billion
lire in the case of Britain), not all of which had then been spent on
the war. The old idea that Italians were charming but utterly
unscrupulous played through the minds of many of the delegates in
Paris. As Clemenceau put it: ‘[T]he Italians met [me] with a
magni cent coup de chapeau of the seventeenth-century type, and
then held out the hat for alms at the end of the bow.’11
And what of the ‘principle of nationality’ that the high-minded
Wilson had proclaimed to be the touchstone of the new European
order? Was not Italy the home of this sacred ideal? In January 1919,
shortly before the peace conference began, Wilson travelled to
Genoa to pay homage at the tomb of Mazzini and, on being
presented with a bound edition of the great patriot’s writings by the
mayor of the city, he revealed that he had studied Mazzini closely
during his time as a professor at Princeton and that he was now
aiming to implement the vision of this solitary thinker who had ‘by
some gift of God been lifted above the common level’. In private he
added that perhaps only Lincoln or Gladstone had seen so clearly
into the essence of liberalism.12 How, then, could Italy insist on
annexing territories that were clearly not ‘Italian’ (only Trentino and
Trieste had a majority of Italophones)? Wilson was bemused, and as
Orlando and Sonnino clung doggedly to the formula ‘the Treaty of
London plus Fiume’, bringing the conference to an impasse, he grew
increasingly frustrated: ‘It is curious how utterly incapable these
Italians are of taking any position on principle and sticking to it,’ he
announced, with unconcealed contempt and anger.13
But as the distinguished philosopher Giovanni Gentile (soon to be
appointed Mussolini’s rst education minister) explained in a book
published in 1919, Mazzini had never been in favour of the kind of
democratic nationalism, based simply on self-determination, that
Wilson was advocating in Paris. That was to miss the essence of
Mazzini’s thought, which was hostile to liberalism and rooted in a
deeply religious vision of life. For Mazzini, rights derived from
duties, and a nation could only claim rights when its citizens had
demonstrated a capacity to struggle in pursuit of a shared ethical
goal. Nations were spiritual entities, and freedom consisted of the
individual immersing his moral being in that of the whole.
Language, geography and race were mere epiphenomena,
‘indications’ of nationality, not their essence. And since the health of
a nation was gauged by its success in mobilizing people to action,
there was no automatic veto, according to Gentile, within the
Mazzinian schema on expansion or conquest. Hence, Mazzini’s claim
in 1871 that the Roman Empire had been ‘the most powerful
nationality of the ancient world’, despite being composed of many
di erent peoples: ‘In questions of nationality, as in everything else,
the end alone is sovereign.’14
With demonstrations and violent clashes escalating in Italy in the
spring of 1919, particularly along the interventionist–neutralist
fault-line, Orlando and Sonnino felt in no position to compromise.
Orlando claimed that a secret society had sworn to assassinate him
if he returned home without having secured Dalmatia, while
Sonnino spoke portentously of how a ‘mutilated victory’ would tip
the country into anarchy. Orlando was desperate, and on Easter
Sunday, during a particularly di cult meeting with the British,
French and Americans, he was forced to leave the table in tears,
while Clemenceau looked on impassively and the British
incredulously (Sir Maurice Hankey, the conference secretary, said he
would have spanked his son for such a disgraceful show of
emotion).15 Four days later, with the talks deadlocked, Orlando left
Paris in disgust. Crowds cheered his train as he travelled down
through Italy, and when he reached Rome he was greeted with
pealing church bells, aeroplanes circling overhead dropping
patriotic lea ets, and enthusiastic cries of ‘Viva Orlando! Viva Fiume!
Viva l’Italia!’ Everywhere walls were covered in slogans demanding
the annexation of Fiume, and in Turin students went along the
Corso Wilson, so named in honour of the president’s recent visit to
the city, changing all the signs into ‘Corso Fiume’.16
Orlando received a ringing endorsement from the Chamber, by
382 votes to 40, for his rm stand in Paris, declaring that Italy’s
claims were based on ‘such high and solemn reasons of right and
justice’ that they needed to be recognized by the allies in full. But he
was painting himself into a corner, perhaps deliberately so (‘I am…
a new Christ, and must su er my passion for the salvation of my
country,’ he had declared a few days before),17 and when he
returned to the conference table early in May, having aged,
according to one observer, ten years, his negotiating hand was
weaker than ever. Britain and France had proceeded in his absence
to carve up Germany’s African colonies among themselves, while
the last vestiges of Wilson’s thin veneer of patience had nally
cracked, leaving the Italian delegates exposed to the full force of his
cold Protestant censoriousness. Orlando pleaded for his political life.
‘I must have a solution. Otherwise I will have a crisis in parliament
or in the streets in Italy’, he told Lloyd George. ‘And if not,’ the
British prime minister asked, ‘who do you see taking your place?’
‘Perhaps D’Annunzio.’18 But Orlando’s entreaties were to no avail,
and on 19 June he lost a vote of con dence in the Chamber and
resigned, leaving his successor, Francesco Saverio Nitti, a radical
economics professor from Basilicata, to concede Dalmatia to
Yugoslavia and agree to Fiume becoming a neutral city under the
protection of the newly formed League of Nations.
THE OCCUPATION OF FIUME
Fascism has simply destroyed with its violence what we had destroyed in
thought with twenty years of criticism: Italian democracy.
Excellency, I feel this is the moment to declare a faith that has been
nurtured and adhered to in silence.
If Your Excellency deems me worthy of entering the National Fascist
Party, I will consider it the greatest honour to occupy the post of your
most humble and obedient follower. Luigi Pirandello, telegram to
Mussolini, 17 September 1924
THE NEW PRIME MINISTER
What was deeply unclear in 1923 and 1924 was just how far
Mussolini was prepared to travel along the road to subversion. That
he wanted the March on Rome to be considered as the start of a
revolution of some sort is evident from the frequent comparisons
that he drew when addressing party members between fascism and
Bolshevism (to the inevitable detriment of the latter: ‘Moscow gives
the impression of a terrible leap forwards and a resulting broken
neck. Rome gives the impression of a march of compact legions’).13
But since he had often spoken of fascism inaugurating a ‘moral’ or
‘spiritual’ revolution, it was legitimate for liberal observers to
assume this was what he was aiming to achieve. (He himself
maintained that his attacks on parliament were only meant to goad
this decadent institution into working more e ectively.)14
Furthermore – and this was critical to the political situation in Italy
during his rst two years in power – he could argue that the
squadristi needed to be brought under control as part of the
‘normalization’ process, and that the best way of achieving this was
to assuage their radical expectations with intransigent rhetoric while
all the time working to contain them within the institutional
framework of the state.
And from the outset of his administration there was every sign
that Mussolini was indeed trying to bring the unruly squads to heel
– though he carefully cloaked each move he made in political
ambiguity. In January 1923 the Fascist Militia was set up – a party-
based paramilitary organization that absorbed the squadristi and
whose declared purpose was to provide the army and the police
with support in ‘defending the fascist revolution’. Such a body was
potentially unconstitutional, not least because Mussolini and not the
king was its commander; but the fact that it was centrally controlled
meant it could be justi ed as an instrument for disciplining the rank
and le and weakening the provincial ras. A similar line of defence
could be applied to another important innovation at this time, the
Grand Council of Fascism. This was a high-pro le consultative body
that appeared to elevate the fascist leadership to a similar plane as
the cabinet, but once again Mussolini could argue that it was a way
of tightening his grip on the party while simply compensating the
squadristi for lost autonomy.15 Moreover the party changed
dramatically in character in the months after the March on Rome,
more than doubling in size to 783,000 members by the end of 1923,
as ‘respectable’, mainly middle-class, converts moved in and
swamped the old guard.
A further sign that Mussolini was serious about curbing the
revolutionary tendencies of fascism was the absorption of the
Nationalist Association in February 1923. The Nationalists were a
small but in uential party, monarchist, authoritarian and pro-
Catholic in orientation, with strong support in the upper reaches of
the army, the diplomatic service, big business and academia. They
had much in common with the fascists and even possessed their own
paramilitary force, the blue-shirted Sempre Pronti! (‘Ever Ready!’).
But relations with the squadristi had not always been smooth, and
many radical fascists were strongly opposed to the merger, fearing
that it would pull the party in a sharply conservative direction. But
from Mussolini’s point of view the fusion o ered considerable
attractions: it served to underline the growing respectability of his
party, while providing him with (much needed) cadres of able
administrators and links to important sections of high society. The
Nationalists were to exert a huge in uence on the future
development of the regime, far more than their modest numbers
might have allowed them to expect, and gures such as Luigi
Federzoni and Alfredo Rocco were to be pivotal in shaping the
architecture of the new state.16
But it was not so much the Nationalists as the mood of frustrated
nationalism that Mussolini appeared most in thrall to during his rst
months in o ce, and his repeated calls for Italy to assert itself on
the world stage probably did more than anything else to endear him
to conservative opinion. He spoke scathingly of the League of
Nations (a ‘Franco-British duet’; an ‘insurance scheme for the
established nations against the proletarian nations’),17 and declared
that it was imperative for the proli c ‘Italian race’ to nd outlets for
its fast-growing population of more than 40 million.18 He celebrated
Francesco Crispi, unveiling a plaque to him in the Foreign Ministry
and declaring that he should be set permanently beside Mazzini,
Garibaldi, Victor Emmanuel and Cavour as one of the country’s
founding fathers (there was to be a day of national commemoration
for the Sicilian statesman in 1927).19 And on the rare occasions that
he ventured abroad he made it clear that he was determined to
uphold Italy’s right to be considered a great power. At a congress at
Lausanne in November 1922 to discuss the Turkish peace treaty he
demanded that the British and French representatives publicly
declare in advance that Italy would be treated on an equal footing,
while at a conference in London a few weeks later to discuss
German war reparations he attempted to have the French delegates
ejected from their rooms in Claridge’s on the grounds that they had
been allocated a more luxurious suite than the Italians.20
The most dramatic instance of Mussolini’s attempts to conduct an
assertive foreign policy occurred in the summer of 1923. On 27
August four Italian members of an international boundary
commission working in northern Greece were murdered in
mysterious circumstances. Relations between Rome and Athens had
been strained for some time on account of the disputed ownership of
the Dodecanese islands, which Italy had seized in 1912 at the time
of the Libyan war, and although the killers (who were never caught)
had almost certainly come from Albania, Mussolini immediately
delivered an ultimatum to the Greek government demanding a
formal apology, a large indemnity and a solemn funeral for the
victims in the Roman Catholic cathedral in Athens attended by the
entire Greek cabinet. When the Greek government objected,
Mussolini ordered the occupation of the island of Corfu.
Unfortunately the naval squadron arrived several hours behind
schedule, leaving insu cient time for the formalities of a peaceful
surrender, and the Italian commander proceeded to bombard the
island’s fortress even though he was aware that it was packed with
Armenian refugees, including hundreds of children. Sixteen people
were killed and dozens wounded.21
The Corfu episode was a blatant challenge to the authority of the
League of Nations and to its central principle of collective security,
and attracted worldwide condemnation. The British press was
particularly critical of Italy’s action, much to Mussolini’s
indignation, and relations between London and Rome grew
dangerously strained. Mussolini hoped to annex the island, but after
a month of intense diplomatic activity he was forced to withdraw
the Italian troops in return for the Greek government agreeing to
pay compensation of 50 million lire. Postage stamps bearing the
overstamp ‘Corfu’ had to be quickly removed from circulation.22
Despite this disappointing outcome Mussolini was determined to
present the Corfu incident as a major success, claiming that it had
raised the prestige of the nation greatly. At a blackshirt rally in
October he described it as the ‘most important and interesting
experience’ since 1860, in that Italy had ‘carried out a gesture of
absolute autonomy for the rst time and had the courage to deny
the competence of the Genevan Areopagus’.23
Some senior o cials in the Foreign Ministry were shocked by
Mussolini’s behaviour over Corfu, most notably the Secretary
General, Salvatore Contarini: he had been on leave at the time of
the crisis and had refused to return to Rome to participate in what
he called ‘such statesmanship’.24 But in general the Italian public
appears to have been highly enthusiastic about the coup de main,
seeing it as going some way to restoring national pride after the
‘mutilated victory’ and the rebu s at Versailles. The distinguished
liberal editor of the Corriere della Sera, Luigi Albertini, backed the
government wholeheartedly throughout the crisis, criticizing the
British for their reaction and claiming that Italy was displaying
moderation and restraint towards the ‘brutally o ensive’ Greeks.25
Most other Italian newspapers took a similar line. Italy’s
representative at the League of Nations, Antonio Salandra, pledged
his full support to Mussolini and had no qualms about defending his
country’s position vigorously in Geneva, maintaining that ‘no Italian
government could have acted otherwise’.26 In his memoirs Salandra
wrote that the Corfu a air ‘increased the prestige of Italy’s name –
as always happens in such instances – through an act of force, albeit
one carried out in contravention of the new rules… of international
law’.27
As Mussolini sensed, the painful legacy of military defeats and
setbacks in foreign policy, and the deep hurt at having for so long
been dismissed by foreigners as too undisciplined, enervated and
lacking in cohesion to be other than ‘the least of the great powers’,
could be drawn on to attract widespread support for his
government. The imagery of decadence and regeneration that had
been at the heart of the national movement in the nineteenth
century had left the prestige of Italy closely bound up in the minds
of many patriots with the pursuit of international ‘glory and power’,
as Mussolini put it.28 Tellingly it was not so much Mussolini as the
conservative Piedmontese aristocrat and former aide de camp to King
Umberto, Admiral Thaon di Revel, who was the main instigator of
the attack on Corfu, seeing a strike against Greece as indispensable
for restoring the country’s battered prestige.29 And the greatness of
the fatherland was a goal of such pre-eminent moral stature, even
for convinced liberals, as to justify the most painful moral sacri ces.
When in the spring of 1924 Vittorio Emanuele Orlando, the former
prime minister, had to decide whether to back Mussolini in the
forthcoming elections, he was torn between his love of liberty and
devotion to la patria:
[T]here are two ideals to which I have dedicated my life: the fatherland and liberty… In
giving my support [to fascism] I am aware that I would be obeying the passion and ideal of
the fatherland… At the same time I do not feel inclined to sacri ce my other ideal, liberty.
I am thus in a terrible dilemma… But knowing I have to sacri ce one ideal I cannot
It has been said that I set up a Ceka. Where? When? How? Nobody
can tell us!
There has indeed been a Ceka in Russia… But the Italian Ceka has
never existed…
It has been said that fascism is a horde of barbarians encamped in
the nation, a movement of bandits and marauders! Attempts have
been made to turn the issue into a moral question, and we know the
sad history of moral questions in Italy. (Strong signs of approval.)
But there is no point in wasting time, gentlemen. I come to the
point. Here, in front of this Assembly and in front of the entire
Italian nation, I declare that I, and I alone, assume political, moral
and historical responsibility for all that has happened. (Prolonged
and very loud applause. Many shouts of ‘We are all with you! We are all
with you!’)
If some more or less garbled comments are enough to hang a
man, then bring out the gibbet and the rope! If fascism has been
simply castor oil and manganello, and not the magni cent passion of
the very ower of Italian youth, the fault is mine! (Applause.) If
fascism has been a criminal association, I am the head of that
criminal association! (Very loud applause. Many cries of: ‘We are all
with you!’)…
Gentlemen! You have deluded yourselves! You thought that
fascism was nished because I was disciplining it… But if I
employed one-hundredth of the energy that I have used in
disciplining it in unleashing it, you would see something indeed.
(Very loud applause.)
But there will be no need for this, because the government is
strong enough to stamp out fully and for good the sedition of the
Aventine. (Very loud and prolonged applause.)
Italy wants peace, tranquillity and calm industriousness,
gentlemen. We will give her this tranquillity and calm
industriousness with love, if possible, and with force, if necessary.
(Loud applause.)
You can be certain that in the forty-eight hours following my
speech, the situation on every front will be clari ed. (Very loud and
prolonged applause. Comments.)
We all know that I am driven neither by personal caprice, nor by
love of power, nor by ignoble passion, but solely by strong and
boundless love for the fatherland. (Very loud, long and repeated
applause. Repeated cries of ‘Viva Mussolini!’…)47
Nobody picked up the gauntlet thrown down by Mussolini, and as
darkness fell on 3 January liberal Italy quietly and ingloriously
came to an end. The Minister of the Interior instructed the prefects
to enforce law and order rigorously, monitor subversives and close
down any organizations that tended to ‘undermine the powers of the
state’ – a reference, naturally, to the far left, not to fascism.48 The
opposition groups lingered on for some months, hoping that there
might be some reaction in the country and debating whether or not
to return to the Chamber. But they were little more than voices
crying in the wilderness, and it was only a matter of time before
they were nally silenced. In November 1925, following an
assassination attempt on Mussolini, the reformist socialists became
the rst party to be proscribed. The popolari deputies tried to return
to Montecitorio in January 1926 but were driven away by fascist
guards. In October another attempt on Mussolini’s life led to the
remaining opposition parties being banned. Italy was now a one-
party state and a de facto dictatorship, committed to realizing the
dreams of national regeneration that had so long been a central
component of patriotism and which liberalism had failed to ful l.
23
It is the State that educates citizens to civil virtue; makes them aware of
their mission; encourages them to be united… When the sense of the
State declines and the disaggregating and centrifugal tendencies of
individuals and groups prevail, national societies come to an
end. Benito Mussolini, 10 March 1929
How long exactly that din lasted, I cannot say. I was standing rigid,
with one hand stretched out horizontally in front of me, and
naturally I could not gauge the time. The German referee and the
Norwegian players, who were with us on the pitch, stood looking at
us anxiously. At a certain point the uproar showed signs of dying
down and then stopped. I gave the order to stand to attention. But
no sooner had we put our arms down than the protests started up
again violently. Immediately I said: ‘Squad, attention. Salute.’ And
we raised our hands, as if to show that we were not afraid…53
The alarm bells are ringing… The challenge is to see if the soul of
fascist Italy is or is not irreparably infected by hedonism,
philistinism and bourgeois values. The birth-rate is not simply an
index of the progressive power of the fatherland… but is also what
will distinguish the fascist people from the other peoples of Europe,
in as much as it will be a measure of its vitality and of its
determination to pass on this vitality over the centuries. If we do
not reverse the trend, everything that the fascist revolution has
hitherto achieved and will achieve in the future will be completely
useless…55
This, as much as a concern to celebrate what a number of
in uential fascist intellectuals (following in the footsteps of Vittorio
Al eri) maintained was the true essence of the Italian nation, was
why so much emphasis was placed on ‘rurality’ by the regime.
Mussolini regularly toured the countryside, meeting farmers and
peasants, praising their vital contribution to the economic life of the
fatherland, lauding their sobriety and industriousness and having
himself photographed, sometimes stripped to the waist, working
alongside them in the elds. A special radio service, the Ente radio
rurale, was set up in 1933 to broadcast to farmers – though much of
the air time was given over to political propaganda, choral singing
and religion, and was unlikely to have made most peasants feel
much better about their lot (even if they had access to a radio).56
And measures were taken to make it as hard as possible for rural
workers to migrate to the cities, culminating in two laws in 1938–9
that made it illegal for anyone to transfer their residency to a major
centre unless they already had a job there.
The problem with much of the cult of rurality was that it drew
heavily on conventional urban myths about the joys of the
countryside and was likely to seem irrelevant (if not grotesque) to
those whose main concern was simply to nd enough work to live.
O cial encouragement was given to lms and songs celebrating the
life of the peasantry, especially in the later 1930s, but the results
were almost inevitably sentimental and trite. A good example was
the popular 1940 lm Mamma, in which the well-known tenor
Beniamino Gigli played a singer returning after a world tour to his
farm in the country, which had been looked after in his absence by
his mother. He is greeted by crowds of smiling peasants dressed in
picturesque costumes, who join him in a song: ‘A little house in the
country / a little garden, a vine / whoever is born here despises / –
and never seeks or dreams of – / the big city…’57 In reality, though,
Italian peasants did dream of the big cities, and despite government
prohibitions millions abandoned the land in the 1920s and 1930s
and moved to places such as Rome, Milan and Genoa – three of the
fastest-growing centres in Europe in the interwar years.
The regime’s other attempts to make Italy less bourgeois and thus
more fecund proved similarly disappointing. But there was no want
of trying. In 1926 a centralized statistics institute (ISTAT), headed
by the demographer Corrado Gini, was created to calibrate the
material health of the nation, and newspapers were instructed to
print the latest population gures regularly. Mussolini (who quickly
added two more children to his family in the late 1920s after a gap
of nearly ten years, bringing his total to ve) invited prefects to
keep him informed of interesting demographic developments and
personally intervened when he felt the situation demanded it (‘I
note that between the last census and today the population of Como
has declined by 27 stop if all the provinces of Italy were to follow
this brilliant example the Italian race would have its days numbered
stop tell the mayor to do something for large families stop Como
needs it’).58 A tax was placed on unmarried men, and the new
fascist penal code of 1930 had a category of ‘crimes against the race’
with sti penalties for anyone involved in carrying out abortions or
promoting contraception. In 1933 an annual Day of the Mother and
Child was instituted, held on Christmas Eve, during which bronze,
silver and gold medals were solemnly awarded to those with six,
eight or ten children.
Fascist propaganda worked hard to promote the ideal of the
‘authentic woman’ – fertile, rosy-cheeked, stocky, broad-hipped and
ample-bosomed – and to counter what it saw as decadent foreign
models of femininity: the so-called ‘crisis woman’ who was
neurotically obsessed with her appearance, hedonistic, wasp-waisted
and in all likelihood barren. Mussolini – whose own wife, the
sturdily built Donna Rachele, conformed to the party stereotype
(though his mistresses often did not) – made no secret of his dislike
of feminism, declaring publicly that women had a duty to obey their
husbands and should focus on ‘their natural and fundamental
mission in life’ of child-rearing and not be distracted by thoughts of
emancipation.59 The party made repeated attempts to regulate
female sexuality, issuing guidelines about the length of skirts and
the shape of bathing suits, and ordering newspapers not to publish
pictures of unusually thin women (dieting promoted infertility) or
women with dogs (child substitutes).60 Such puritanical strictures
were not surprisingly welcomed by the Church, though the Vatican
did object to some measures, such as the encouragement given to
participation by women in suitably decorous and healthy sports: ‘If
woman’s hand must be lifted, we hope and pray that it may be lifted
only in prayer or for acts of bene cence.’61
The regime also provided considerable institutional and nancial
support for its population goals. A government agency, the National
Service for the Protection of Maternity and Infancy (ONMI), was
established in December 1925 to assist needy mothers and provide
care for unwanted children and thereby, it was hoped, reduce Italy’s
very high infant mortality rates. Its funding rose from 8 million lire
initially to over 100 million in the later 1930s, helped from 1927 by
the proceeds of the tax on bachelors; but the persistent poverty of so
much of the peasantry and the squalor in which the underclasses in
the fast-growing cities lived ensured that its results were
disappointing. Infant mortality (0–12 months) dropped in the late
1920s and early 1930s to around 100 per 1,000 births (nearly twice
the level of England and Wales), but in the next few years it
remained almost unchanged and even began to rise again towards
the end of the decade. The situation was especially bleak in the
south, where in several regions the rate of mortality continued to be
in excess of 140 throughout the 1930s.62
Another important organization that sought to promote the fascist
ideal of the ‘authentic woman’ was the Federation of Rural
Housewives (massaie rurali), founded in 1933 by Regina Terruzzi, an
energetic former socialist schoolteacher who had once lost her job
for mothering an illegitimate child.63 The federation aimed to
mobilize peasant women up and down the country with a mixture of
propaganda, education and pleasure, and had a membership card
featuring a housewife balancing a tray of loaves on her head, and
the motto Alma Parens (‘life-giving mother’), and a uniform (for
o cial occasions) of an ivory-coloured neckerchief sprinkled with
the word ‘DUCE’ and decorated with ears of wheat, the fasces and
owers. There were training programmes, lectures, lm-shows and
prize competitions, and trips to Mussolini’s home-town of
Predappio, Rome or the monumental war cemetery of Redipuglia
near Gorizia; and the monthly newspaper carried photographs of
proli c mothers and farm life, and extensive information about
childcare, domestic hygiene, animal husbandry and cooking
(including how to make a patriotic green, white and red omelette).
By the end of the 1930s the association had nearly 1.5 million
members nationwide, though, as with most party organizations, the
great majority were concentrated in the north.64
The regime’s attempts to raise the birth-rate were thwarted in the
end by a combination of mundane economic and cultural factors.
The lack of jobs for the middle classes and the unremitting poverty
of many urban and rural workers made later marriages more
common and large families unrealistic. And rising expectations, and
a desire for the comfortable lifestyle that the regime o cially
disparaged, no doubt played a part, at least in the larger towns and
cities. A huge programme of land reclamation was embarked on
from the late 1920s, with areas such as the Pontine marshes outside
Rome being drained in order to make way for new settlements; and
in the 1930s the Libyan interior was subjugated and Ethiopia
invaded, it was claimed, partly to provide necessary living room for
the nation. But such initiatives were hardly justi able on
demographic grounds. The birth-rate continued to drop steadily at
least until 1936, falling below replacement levels in some parts of
the north and centre, and only picked up slightly at the very end of
the decade. And not even the top echelons of the party managed to
set a good example: the average number of children per member of
the Grand Council in 1937 was less than two.65 Once again the gap
between ideal and reality, expectation and reality, was proving
frustratingly hard to bridge.
24
Community of Believers
The fascist state can only be conceived, believed in, served and
glori ed religiously. Paolo Orano, Il fascismo (1939)
THE PARADIGM OF CATHOLICISM
Mussolini was very conscious of his body. As part of the ‘cult of the
Duce’, which became a key mechanism for generating popular
support for the regime after 1925, he developed a set of mannerisms
intended to convey the impression of an exceptional being. He
would throw his chest forward, tilt his head back and push out his
large jaw aggressively, or stand with his legs apart and hands on
hips, scowling slightly (like Napoleon). For public speaking he
developed an arsenal of amboyant gestures, but in private he was
restrained, even terse, often con ning himself simply to rolling his
large protuberant eyes in a manner that suggested (to some at least)
great volition. He had a horror of being overweight (a sign of
bourgeois self-indulgence) and ate very frugally: he used to say that
meals should take no more than ten minutes a day. He also took
regular exercise – horse-riding and fencing were his preferred sports
– to keep his muscular frame in shape. Consequently he had few
qualms about displaying his torso in public, and during family
holidays taken at the seaside resort of Riccione on the Adriatic coast
he regularly swam or jogged on the beach with crowds looking on.1
During one short family holiday at Riccione in August 1926 he
took time o to visit a number of towns in the Marche. Among them
was Pesaro, where from the balcony of the town hall he delivered a
speech whose main purpose was to announce the government’s
campaign to support the agging lira on the international exchanges
(‘from this piazza I declare to all the civilized world that I will
defend the lira to the last breath in my body and my last drop of
blood’). But he also took the opportunity to underline the degree to
which fascism was far more than just a political movement:
The cult of the Duce was in many respects the principal unifying
force in the fascist regime, holding together men and women of
di erent backgrounds and acting as a common denominator for the
various ideological currents that continued to run through the
Fascist Party – and indeed Italian society as a whole – after 1925. It
functioned on a number of intellectual and emotional levels, not
least the erotic: Mussolini was o cially a respectable married man,
but little was done to counter the idea that he had a fatal allure to
women and was sexually voracious (according to his private
secretary he made love, briskly, with a di erent partner almost
every day in his o ce in Palazzo Venezia).12 But the intensity and
pervasiveness of the cult derived ultimately (as it had done with
Crispi) from the plethora of hopes surrounding the idea of Italy,
which the monarchy and parliament had repeatedly failed to satisfy.
It was these hopes – political, moral, economic, cultural, military –
that the regime was able to manipulate into a form of salvationism,
with the aid of familiar religious iconography.
Ceremonies and symbols were extensively employed by fascism to
highlight the religious character of fascism. As one of the party’s
leading intellectual gures, Giuseppe Bottai, explained in 1923,
‘Religions often conquer souls and spirits through the solemnity of
their rituals more than through the sermons of their priests.’13 From
the outset fascism developed an array of distinguishing attributes,
sites of memory, and dates around which it could build a framework
of liturgy and commemoration and thereby preserve, as Mussolini
said, ‘the pathos’ of the movement14 – the salute, the black shirt, the
fasces, ‘Giovinezza’, 28 October (the March on Rome), 21 April (the
foundation of ancient Rome: to replace the socialist May Day), 24
May (the entry into the war), 4 November (victory in 1918), the
tomb of the unknown warrior (in the Vittoriano), the battle elds
and cemeteries of 1915–18. In 1927 a new calendar was introduced
alongside the Christian one, with the year beginning on 29 October
and dates, written with a Roman numeral, starting from 1922–3
(‘year one of the fascist era’).
Like Catholicism, fascism made a cult of the dead. The ‘3,000
fascist martyrs’ who had lost their lives in the struggle against
socialism between 1919 and 1922 were a major focus of veneration
throughout the regime – commemorated in speeches and
monuments and in the names of public buildings, party sections and
streets – while ‘the fallen of the Militia’ were frequently celebrated
in both prayer and print. An anthology published by the party in
1935 with photographs and biographies of 370 blackshirts killed
defending the revolution between 1923 and 1931 contained a
characteristic mixture of religious and military imagery, with a
frontispiece of a aming cruci x anked by fasces and erect
bayonets, and an invocation to the fascist dead:
GOD, you who light every re and strengthen every heart, renew
each daymy passion for Italy.
Make me ever more worthy of our dead, so that they – the strongest
– may reply to the living: PRESENT!
You nourish my book with Your wisdom and my musket with Your
will…
When the future soldier marches beside me in the ranks, may I hear
his faithful heart beating…
Lord! Make Your cross the insignia that goes before the banner of
my legion.
And save Italy, in the DUCE, always and at the hour of our
beautiful death.
Amen.15
The Catholic paradigm of the communion of the living and the
dead o ered scope for bringing large swathes of Italy’s past inside
the emotional parameters of fascism, so enabling the regime to pose
as the embodiment of the historically (and providentially) ordained
nation. And likewise those elements that were considered foreign or
unworthy could be excised from the record or held up for execration
– as with much of the period between 1860 and 1922. A good
example of how fascism used the cult of death to link past and
present was the reburial on the twelfth anniversary of the March on
Rome of thirty-seven ‘fascist martyrs’ in the crypt of Santa Croce in
Florence in a ceremony that established a continuum between the
regime, the Risorgimento (via Foscolo and his great patriotic poem
On Tombs) and the ‘Italian glories’ already interred in the church,
such as Machiavelli, Michelangelo and Galileo. The lavish
ceremony, in which each co n was carried through the streets of
the city preceded by a banner with the martyr’s name and the word
‘Presente!’, was attended by Mussolini and all the top party gures.
And the press underlined how the event bore witness to fascism’s
success in unifying the nation through religious zeal:
[A] few hours separate us from a rite which the entire Italian soul is
preparing itself for and towards which it stretches as to a supreme
and intimate source of religious energy without which life would be
a colourless succession of meaningless days… The civil liturgy of
fascism testi es to the discipline of the masses and their great faith
in the Duce.16
Among the most important expressions of fascism’s attempts to
see itself as a spiritual community of the dead and living were the
celebrations in 1932 to mark the tenth anniversary of the March on
Rome. In the summer a major exhibition of the life and legacy of
Garibaldi was held in the Palazzo delle Esposizioni in Rome, and its
underlying political purpose was to highlight the a nity between
the ‘redshirts’ and the ‘blackshirts’. In the nal room visitors walked
down a long gallery of uniforms worn by three generations of
Garibaldian heroes from the mid nineteenth century to the First
World War, with the clear implication that the events of 1848–
9,1860, 1862,1867 and 1915–18 were manifestations of the same
faith (and all similarly sancti ed by blood) that culminated in the
fascist seizure of power in 1922. The curator of the exhibition, the
distinguished Risorgimento historian Antonio Monti, was especially
pleased with the uniform of Giuseppe Sirtori, one of Garibaldi’s
leading generals, in which the red shirt was hidden beneath a black
frock-coat. It evoked, to his mind, the bloodstained shirt of a
squadrista who had been killed at Mentana in October 1922, ‘a
magni cent signi cation of the spiritual relationship that links the
two marches on Rome’.17
No sooner had the Garibaldi exhibition closed than the beaux-arts
facade of the Palazzo delle Esposizioni was dramatically
transformed for the opening on 28 October 1932 of the Exhibition
of the Fascist Revolution: four towering black fasces, modernist in
design and nearly eighty feet high, were set imperiously against a
backdrop of red over the entrance staircase – as if to highlight the
nation’s recent metamorphosis from liberal e eminacy to fascist
virility, discipline and strength. The exhibition, which was designed
by some of the most talented architects and artists of the period,
including Mario Sironi and Giuseppe Terragni, set out to chronicle
the turbulent years in Italy from 1914 to 1922 using thousands of
original documents and photographs displayed in rooms of often
remarkable aesthetic originality. On the surface the political
narrative was paramount, with Mussolini and other leading party
gures playing key roles, but the underlying message was that the
fascist revolution had been a supremely spiritual movement whose
purpose had been to reconnect the people with the nation and so
enable Italy to ful l its rightful destiny as a force in the world.
This message was already implicit in the early rooms of the
exhibition, where the narrative thread of events following the
outbreak of the war was provided by Il Popolo d’Italia, with texts and
quotations displayed prominently on the walls and the pilasters – as
if the real protagonist of the revolution was ‘the people of Italy’
speaking through Mussolini. But it was in the nal rooms that the
idea of fascism as author and agent of a new spiritual community
was most powerfully expressed. In the Gallery of Fasces visitors
passed through a church-like hall with giant cantilevered pilasters
rising upwards on either side in the shape of a fascist salute towards
a ceiling inscribed with ‘DUCE’; while in the next room, the Hall of
Mussolini, there was a reconstruction of the fascist leader’s last
o ce in Milan, with the phone receiver lying on the desk as if he
had just been called away hurriedly, and cases of documents,
framed to resemble death notices, detailing the assassination
attempts on his life. The stress on Mussolini’s mortality served (with
a note of admonition) to emphasize that fascism’s message was
eternal, a point that was dramatically underlined in the nal room,
the Shrine of the Martyrs, a darkened hemispherical space
dominated by a huge metallic cross bearing the inscription ‘For the
immortal fatherland’ and surrounded by the word ‘Presente!’ written
up around the walls a thousand times on small metallic plates.18
FASCISM AND THE VATICAN
If, little black girl, slave among the slaves You look down from the
plateau to the sea You will see, as in a dream, many ships And a
tricolour waving for you.
Chorus
Little black face Pretty Abyssinian Waiting and hoping The moment is
drawing close. When we are with you You’ll have new laws and another
king.
‘Faccetta nera’, popular song, 1935
Italy and Ethiopia are two entirely distinct entities. The former is a great
nation, the cradle of three civilizations. The latter is a conglomerate of
barbarian tribes. Ethiopia is a negative factor for Europe, a source of
dangers. Italy, on the other hand, is a linchpin of European
collaboration…
Benito Mussolini, 9 October 1935
BREAD…
Fascism was concerned above all with the life of the spirit, but it
could not ignore nancial matters. Beyond restoring a measure of
stability, Mussolini had no clearly de ned economic policies when
he came to power. Moreover his hands were rmly tied by political
considerations: he needed to win over conservative business
interests. He accordingly reduced government spending (axing
nearly 100,000 public sector jobs), rescued the Banco di Roma,
ended the compulsory registration of shares, lowered tari s and
abolished several taxes. These measures contributed to the boom in
manufacturing that occurred (as elsewhere in Europe) between 1923
and 1925. In agriculture he curtailed the post-war trend towards the
division of major estates, and in 1925, following a poor harvest, he
launched a campaign to make Italy self-su cient in food. The ‘battle
for grain’ was of bene t mainly to large arable farmers. So, too, was
the ‘integral land reclamation’ programme, which was designed to
raise production levels through extensive investment in irrigation
works, road building and rea orestation. Private landowners were
supposed to contribute to the costs of the schemes, but in the
absence of serious penalties for non-compliance many failed to do
so.1
Once Mussolini had consolidated his grip on power in 1925, he
set out to establish greater central direction over the economy. For
some years the Nationalists had been talking of the need to
‘discipline’ labour through state-controlled syndicates, and in 1926
the government introduced a major new law con rming the fascist
trade unions’ monopoly over the representation of workers, banning
strikes and making arbitration compulsory in collective disputes. In
theory this was intended as a staging post towards a fully edged
‘corporativist state’ of a kind aspired to by many left-wing fascists,
who had been in uenced by the pre-war ideas of the revolutionary
syndicalists, with every economic category in the country –
employers as well as employees – being represented on an equal
footing in corporations so that the nation’s resources could be
harnessed rationally to the needs of the collectivity: a so-called
‘third way’ between capitalism and socialism. But in practice fascism
was never in a position to control the industrialists to the same
degree as the workers, and though some government measures –
such as the revaluation of the lira in 1926–7 – were taken in
opposition to the wishes of parts of the business community, the
fascist economy in general tended to favour the middle classes more
than peasants and urban labourers.
Italy felt the impact of the Great Depression from 1929 less
severely than many other European countries (as a consequence
principally of its still very restricted industrial base) but there was
still considerable hardship. Wages were cut by 25 per cent between
1928 and 1934; and although the cost of living also fell sharply
during the same period, the fact that the average working week was
reduced by around 10 per cent meant that many industrial workers
were on balance probably worse o than before. (Some fascist
leaders welcomed this economic asperity: according to Bottai it
would ‘have valuable psychological and moral consequences by
enforcing a more rigorous way of living’.)2 The most damaging
consequences of the depression were in the countryside, where the
shift towards wheat production that the ‘battle for grain’ had
encouraged was accelerated by the collapse of the export market for
goods such as citrus fruit, olives, nuts and wine. Smallholders now
faced serious di culties. Unemployment rose sharply and
consumption declined, especially in the south, where the traditional
safety valve of overseas emigration and remittances had been shut
o as a result of the United States and other countries introducing
strict quotas after the war.
The government responded to the country’s economic di culties
with a huge increase in public spending. The number of civil
servants doubled during the 1930s to around one million, while the
outlay on welfare schemes, including maternity bene ts and family
allowances, went up from 1.5 billion lire to 6.7 billion lire – over 20
per cent of the country’s total receipts from taxation – thereby
creating a prototype for a modern welfare state.3 Expenditure on
public works also soared. Italy had fewer than 200,000 private cars
on the roads in 1930, compared to over a million in both Britain
and France, but this did not prevent the state embarking on an
ambitious programme of motorway construction – partly to provide
jobs, and partly for prestige purposes. The Italian Encyclopaedia
claimed that motorways were ‘an entirely Italian creation’: they
were not, but they accorded well with the image that fascism liked
to project of itself as the epitome of dynamism and modernity.4 Car
ownership in Italy rose to more than 300,000 in the 1930s, helped
by the introduction of FIAT’s cheap 500cc model known
a ectionately as the ‘Topolino’ (‘Mickey Mouse’) – a modern, but
hardly dynamic, vehicle.
The state also responded to the depression with the creation of
two important new agencies – the Istituto Mobiliare Italiano (IMI,
1931) and the Istituto per la Ricostruzione Industriale (IRI, 1933) –
to rescue ailing banks and businesses. IRI in particular proved
immensely important for the development of the Italian economy,
intervening to save enterprises ranging from steelworks, shipyards
and shipping lines to electrical and machine-tool industries and the
telephone system. The aim initially was to provide capital and
managerial advice that would enable companies to be restored to
nancial health and then sold back to the private sector, but in
practice many of the rms remained fully or partially under the
control of the state, run with considerable are by a generation of
progressive entrepreneurs, a number of whom were later to
spearhead Italy’s ‘economic miracle’ during the 1950s and 1960s.
On the eve of the Second World War it was estimated that the
Italian state owned a larger proportion of the industrial sector than
any other European country outside the Soviet Union.5
The regime liked to present IRI as an aspect of the ‘corporativist
state’, which was inaugurated in 1934 with the establishment of
twenty-two vertically structured corporations of employers and
workers, each (supposedly) articulating the needs of a di erent
sector of the economy. But in reality IRI remained largely
independent of these new institutions. Indeed the corporations
turned out to be considerably less important than government
propaganda initially made them out to be. They were supposed in
theory to regulate wages, levels of production and conditions of
work in accordance with the general needs of the community, but in
practice their powers remained limited, with most of the key
decisions on the economy continuing to be made by the party-
controlled workers’ syndicates, the autonomous employers’
organization, Con ndustria, and Mussolini. But this did not stop an
enormous amount being written in Italy and abroad about the
corporativist state. The historian Gaetano Salvemini, one of a small
group of Italian intellectuals who emigrated, noted from his base at
Harvard in 1935 how ‘Italy ha[d] become the Mecca of political
scientists, economists and sociologists’ eager to examine a system
that appeared to o er a revolutionary solution to the evils of both
capitalist individualism and communist collectivism.6
… AND CIRCUSES
The imperial future of the Italian nation hinges in large part on the
Libyan coast and on the political e ciency of its hinterland. It
should not be forgotten that mare nostrum is not ours. The
Mediterranean is everything to us, and yet we count for nothing in
it. We are penned in this sea thanks to the criminal inertia of past
governments and the power of other countries.20
The key military gure in the operations in Libya was Rodolfo
Graziani, a soldier of enormous ambition whose exploits soon led to
his being hailed as a fascist ‘new man’ and compared to the great
Roman general Scipio Africanus. Graziani, who became a marshal
and a marquis, enjoyed an extraordinary cult status in the 1930s, in
part as a result of his own assiduous self-projection as a romantic
intellectual who in moments of uncertainty turned to Caesar, Livy,
Tacitus and Sallust (‘my lords and masters’) for inspiration. He
frequently faced criticisms that he acted with excessive cruelty; but
again he found comfort in literature. As he explained at a
conference in 1931:
A major, and largely accurate, historical lm, The Lion of the Desert,
released in 1981, about Omar el Mukhtar and the suppression of the
Senussi resistance in Libya, remains banned in Italy on the grounds
that it is ‘damaging to the honour of the Italian army’.
THE CULT OF ANCIENT ROME
If you listen carefully… you may still hear the terrible tread of the
Roman legions… Caesar has come to life again in the Duce; he rides
at the head of numberless cohorts, treading down all cowardice and
all impurities to re-establish the culture and the new might of Rome.
Step into the ranks of his army…31
The most potent expression of fascism’s ambitions in the world
was to be Rome itself. Mussolini called for a building programme
that would make the city as ‘vast, well-ordered and powerful’ as in
the era of the emperor Augustus. The principal Roman monuments –
the Pantheon, the theatre of Marcellus, the tomb of Augustus, the
Capitol – should be cleared, he said, of all the ramshackle housing
that had grown up around them ‘during the centuries of decadence’
and turned into mighty beacons in the urban landscape. Magni cent
buildings, be tting a great imperial power, were to replace the
‘ lthy picturesque’ structures that everywhere abounded; and he
proposed creating the longest and widest rectilinear motorway in
the world to bring ‘the imports of mare nostrum’ from the
rejuvenated port of Ostia to the heart of the city. Despite his
campaign against urbanization he wanted Rome to expand
massively – more than doubling its population and spreading twenty
kilometres west down to the sea. Italy would nally have a capital
that was both ‘morally and politically’ worthy of the nation.32
Inevitably such grandiose plans stood little chance of being
realized, but one important project that Mussolini did see completed
was the creation of a major new road running through the heart of
the old Roman forums between the Colosseum and the Capitol. Built
as the subjugation of Libya was nearing completion and inaugurated
on the tenth anniversary of the March on Rome, the Avenue of the
Empire involved the destruction of eleven streets and the levelling
of some 40,000 square metres (causing in the process extensive
archaeological damage). It was intended primarily as a route for
military parades, and it drew a symbolic as well as physical line
between the Rome of the Caesars and the Third Rome of modern
Italy – symbolized by the huge marble monument to Victor
Emmanuel II (the Vittoriano) and embodied in the jubilant crowds
that thronged Piazza Venezia to listen to the Duce’s speeches from
the balcony of his palace. Along the west side of the new avenue
were placed a series of giant marble and bronze maps illustrating
the phases of growth of the Roman Empire.
Romanità pervaded the cultural life of Italy during the 1930s.
Painters and sculptors drew heavily on classical forms in an attempt
to create distinctive ‘national’ idioms of art, while architects used
Roman motifs to produce an ‘imperial’ style of building that was at
once both monumental and modernist. Triumphal arches became a
feature of fascist ceremonies and festivals, and in places such as
Bolzano they were used to underscore the recent successes of Italian
arms. In Libya a huge arch was built in the Sirte desert between
Benghazi and Tripoli, on the ancient border of Carthage, inscribed
with an imperialistic quotation from Horace: ‘O life-giving sun, may
there be nothing more in your sight than the city of Rome.’33 A
number of high-pro le bimillenary anniversaries – for Virgil in
1930, Horace in 1935 and Augustus in 1937 – allowed the regime to
draw parallels between fascism and the golden age of Rome. Virgil
and Horace were celebrated as poets of rural life and of concord
after bitter civil war, who had placed their talents at the service of
the state, while Augustus was presented as a glorious precursor of
the Duce. A major exhibition in Rome in 1937, the ‘Augustan Show
of Romanità’, aimed to illustrate how the ancient imperial values
had been reborn in fascist Italy. Over the entrance were Mussolini’s
words: ‘Italians, you must ensure that the glories of the past are
surpassed by the glories of the future.’34
ETHIOPIA
The catastrophic defeat that Italy had su ered at the Battle of Adua
in 1896 was often referred to by fascism as a stain on the national
character that needed to be purged, and after the subjugation of
Libya it was little surprise that Ethiopia should become the next
target of Italy’s imperial ambitions. There had been periodic talk in
the 1920s of an invasion of the ancient east African kingdom, not
least because its conquest would link the two colonies of Eritrea and
Somalia, but Mussolini had more pressing concerns at the time and
had been content to build up in uence in the region through
economic penetration alone. However, in the autumn of 1932,
ushed with the success of the celebrations for the tenth anniversary
of the March on Rome, he asked the Minister of the Colonies to
draw up plans for a possible attack. These sparked o a long debate
among the leading military authorities – the Chiefs of Sta of the
army, the navy and the air force and the Chief of General Sta ,
Marshal Badoglio – about how the operations should best be
conducted, a debate that exposed how little coordination there was
at the top of the armed forces. Though nominally the most senior
general, the Chief of General Sta had no powers of e ective
command over the three services. The only person who could
impose centralized control was Mussolini, who from the end of 1933
held the War, Marine and Air Force portfolios (as well as those of
the Foreign Ministry, Interior Ministry and Ministry of
Corporations).35
The decision to invade Ethiopia was taken against the backdrop
of the new international situation created by the advent to power of
Hitler in 1933. Mussolini calculated that with Britain and France
distracted by developments in Germany, there would be little
international opposition to Italian aggression in Africa, provided it
were swift. There was also the question of Austria. When Mussolini
met Hitler for the rst time in Venice in June 1934, the German
Chancellor talked at length of his plans for a European war and
indicated that he would like to install a pro-Nazi government in
Vienna. Mussolini apparently did not demur – perhaps because he
had failed to understand fully what Hitler was saying (no interpreter
was present) – and he may thus have given the misleading
impression that he was not too worried about Austrian
independence. The following month the Austrian chancellor,
Dollfuss, Mussolini’s protégé, was murdered by Nazis, and it now
seemed only a matter of time before Austria was annexed. The
invasion of Ethiopia thus needed to be carried out before Hitler
(who at this point was far from being considered by Mussolini as an
obvious ally) could complete German rearmament and pose a threat
to Italy along its northern border.
At the end of 1934 Mussolini issued a secret memorandum to the
country’s senior political gures to prepare for the ‘total conquest of
Ethiopia’, and nine months later, on 2 October 1935, Italians
gathered in piazzas up and down the country to hear the declaration
of war transmitted over loudspeakers from the balcony of Palazzo
Venezia. ‘Fascist and proletarian Italy,’ said Mussolini in a speech
that contained echoes of Cavour and Manzoni (as well as Pascoli),
was moving in unison to secure its rightful living space and avenge
the injustices of which it had long been a victim:
whites.18
Such views underpinned the government’s attempts to prevent
miscegenation in the colonies. A decree of April 1937 made it a
crime, punishable with up to ve years in prison, for an Italian
citizen to have a ‘conjugal relationship’ with an African subject, and
other measures in the course of the next few years endeavoured to
keep blacks and whites as segregated as possible so as to ‘defend the
prestige of the race’.19 The drift towards Nazi Germany inevitably
favoured the introduction of racial laws in Italy, but there was never
any direct pressure from Berlin; and the emphasis under fascism
remained as much on the psychological and moral advantages to be
had from fostering a sense of racial superiority as on the biological
bene ts. As Mussolini explained in October 1938, Italians had long
su ered from ‘an inferiority complex’ in so far as they saw
themselves as a ‘mixture of races’ rather than ‘one people’ – with a
particularly dangerous cleavage between north and south – and
convincing them that they were ‘pure Aryans of a Mediterranean
type’ would generate the mind-set needed to ensure that they acted
as ‘standard-bearers of civilization’ in the eyes of conquered
peoples.20
The legislation against the Jews that was introduced from the
autumn of 1938 was similarly intended to give the ‘bourgeoisie a
heavy punch in the stomach’, as Mussolini put it, and create a more
pitiless and aggressive cultural environment in Italy. (Had not the
belligerence of the ancient Romans derived in large part from their
being ‘racists to a quite extraordinary degree’?)21 For many years
Mussolini and other leading fascists had denied that the country’s
48,000 Jews constituted a problem; and Jews had in fact been
disproportionately well represented in the party from the outset,
even at the highest levels. Aldo Finzi, Under-Secretary of the
Interior at the time of the murder of Matteotti, was Jewish, as was
Margherita Sarfatti, Mussolini’s mistress for much of the 1920s and
a pivotal cultural gure of the regime. Guido Jung, Minister of
Finance from 1932 to 1935, was also Jewish. It was only when race
became a central concern of the regime following the conquest of
Ethiopia that anti-semitism suddenly emerged as a serious political
issue. Symptomatic was the publication in 1937 of a book by one of
the most authoritative spokesmen for fascist culture, Paolo Orano,
rector of the University for Foreigners in Perugia, which argued that
there was a fundamental incompatibility between Jewish identity
and Italy’s need to defend its ‘national patrimony in every eld and
manifestation, at the centre of which stands the immense work of
the Church, which is entirely Roman and entirely Italian’.22
The fact that Catholicism had for centuries nurtured a deep vein
of hostility towards the Jews undoubtedly helped the reception of
the anti-semitic laws in Italy; and though the Pope protested at the
more extreme aspects of the new racism, issuing the encyclical Mit
brennender Sorge in 1937 and telling a group of Belgian pilgrims in
September 1938 that anti-semitism was ‘unacceptable’, centuries of
persecution, discrimination and enclosure of the Jews in ghettos had
left the Church morally compromised and in no position to take a
strong stand. Among the most outspoken supporters of the racial
legislation were a number of Catholic intellectuals, and in 1938 Pius
XI was obliged to refrain from condemning the laws – which
debarred Jews from marrying ‘Aryans’, teaching in schools and
universities, owning more than fty hectares of land, being
members of the Fascist Party, and serving in the armed forces – as
much from fear of splitting the Church as from concern with
possible retaliation by the government. The Vatican con ned itself
simply to endeavouring to secure more favourable treatment for
Jews who had married Catholics or who had converted to
Christianity.23
Most of the fascist leadership gave their backing to the anti-
Jewish laws (as did the king, who signed them), whether from a
desire to ingratiate themselves with Mussolini, moral conviction, or
a belief that such measures would serve to strengthen the fabric of
the nation and the revolutionary pro le of the regime. Giorgio
Almirante, who for many years after 1945 was to be the outspoken
Secretary of Italy’s neo-fascist party, wrote in the newly established
periodical La Difesa della razza (The Defence of the Race) of how the
campaign against the Jews constituted ‘the biggest and most
courageous recognition of itself that Italy has ever attempted’,24
while the Minister of National Education, Giuseppe Bottai, used his
journal Critica fascista as a platform for proclaiming the ‘eminently
spiritual’ character of fascist anti-semitism, which, he said, summed
up 3,000 years of Italian ‘history, thought and art’.25 At a more
popular level, an enormous number of magazines and newspapers
spread the racist message through the medium of satirical articles
and cartoons that lampooned the somatic features of blacks and
Jews and caricatured their supposed de ning traits: infantility in the
case of Africans, mercenariness and moral deviancy in the case of
Jews.26
There was some resistance to the new laws, but it was very
limited. A number of senior fascists made it a token of their personal
authority to protect Jewish friends or clients – as the otherwise
vehemently antisemitic Farinacci did in the case of his private
secretary – but in general the legislation was complied with fully,
and between 1938 and 1943 Italy’s Jews were subjected to
increasing levels of persecution. Some 6,000 emigrated, but those
who were left behind faced expulsion from professional positions,
ejection from societies and clubs, the exclusion of their children
from schools, and ostracism and humiliation in numerous, often
petty, ways. Bottai was especially punctilious as Minister of National
Education, stipulating that universities apply strict racial
segregation during oral exams and even banning Jews from public
libraries. To some contemporaries the level of compliance was
frightening. As a high-minded anti-fascist observer from Trento
recorded in her diary in the autumn of 1938:
The law is a reagent that brings out the worst instincts in Aryans, exposes stupidity and
ignorance, and revives superstitious hatreds…
with ourselves.57
A few months after writing these words, Gentile was shot by a band
of communist youths as he sat in his car in front of his house in
Florence. His assassin allegedly cried as he red at point blank
range that it was not the man he wanted to kill, but his ideas.58
But most Italians could not articulate the catastrophe in such
intellectual and rare ed terms. For millions of ordinary people it
was simply a matter of survival at any cost. ‘Like ants when their
nest is being destroyed, the Italians race hither and thither, on foot,
horse, train and ship,’ recalled the journalist Leo Longanesi. ‘They
must now save their skins and their homes: they must save that little
Italy that we all carry around with us.’59 And for the great majority
of the population that ‘little Italy’ meant those elements that had
shaped the moral and material horizons of humble men and women
for centuries: family, friends and native village, with its familiar
peal of bells and parish priest, its patron saint and festivals, its
dialect, folklore and ancestral memories. For decades idealists had
sought to expand these contours into the greater unit of the nation;
but amid the wreckage of defeat appeals to anything as remote and
abstract as the ‘state’, the ‘nation’ or ‘Italy’ seemed to have little
meaning. A young Milanese bank clerk, Luigi Berlusconi, was typical
of many of those serving in the Italian army on 8 September who
were faced with a moral choice. As his son, Silvio, explained years
later, Luigi decided to put his own and his family’s interests rst:
Then 1943 arrived: the great crisis, the fall of fascism, 8 September, the Germans, the fear,
the bombardments. My father was serving in the army at the time of the defeat. The
Germans had started hunting down Italian soldiers, and he was persuaded by a group of his
friends to go with them to the safety of Switzerland. He made the right choice. He saved
his life and saved the future of all the members of our family.60
After so many years of trying to create a sense of the nation, what
nation could Italy now be?
PART SEVEN
Parties
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We must present ourselves for what we truly are, and that is as fascists
of the Italian Social Republic… We alone are extremists… And our
courage, or rather our audacity, consisted in 1946 of inserting ourselves
into this democracy as the MSI, in other words as an active party.
Italy emerged from the Second World War, as it had done from the
uni cation process in 1860 and the Great War in 1918, deeply split
and profoundly uncertain as to its identity. For over twenty years
fascism had striven to appropriate state and nation, embracing the
monarchy, the constitution, the administrative system and (from
1929) the Church, seeing itself as the rightful heir of the
Risorgimento with all its aspirations to unity, spiritual revival and
political greatness, and proclaiming itself the embodiment of more
than 2,000 years of history in the peninsula. Now, amid the
wreckage of the regime and the visceral anger – summed up in the
macabre scenes in Piazzale Loreto – being directed at those deemed
most responsible for the country’s débâcle, where could Italy turn to
nd building blocks for its future? At the heart of fascism had been
obsessive and paroxysmal nationalism: could anything with truly
‘national’ resonance ever be used again with conviction? Socialism
and communism had of course both been anathematized in the
interwar years, and thus had powerful moral claims to a place in the
new order; and Catholicism, despite the settlement of 1929, could
legitimately maintain that it had endeavoured to preserve a certain
degree of independence from the regime. But all three of these
ideologies were markedly universal in outlook and had enjoyed a
highly problematic relationship with ‘Italy’. To what extent could
they be expected to provide solid bases for a reconstituted nation?
The need for new shared ideals seemed especially pressing given
that the war had resulted in major regional as well as political
cleavages in the country, with the north–south divide in particular
having widened as a consequence of the very di erent experiences
of the two halves of the peninsula since September 1943. After
eeing Rome ahead of the advancing Germans, Victor Emmanuel
and Badoglio had set up a Kingdom of the South in the territories
liberated by the Allies (and by the autumn the British and
Americans had reached Naples, with the Germans dug in a little to
the north in a series of heavily forti ed defensive lines running
across the Apennines); but in practice this reincarnation of the
Italian state enjoyed very little autonomy, and most of the south was
ruled directly by the Allied Military Government. The king
desperately tried to enhance his standing by entering the con ict as
a fully edged ‘ally’. But Churchill was rmly opposed; and though
Victor Emmanuel did declare war on Germany on 13 October (with
what little remained of his army: at best some twenty poorly
equipped divisions), he did so only with the ill-de ned status of ‘co-
belligerent’.
The consequence of this situation was that the south of Italy (in
contrast to the north) had almost no experience of active anti-
fascism in 1943–5, and the appalling hardship and su ering of the
last phase of the war, with rampant in ation, food shortages,
disease, broken infrastructures and widespread homelessness, failed
to generate political currents or ethical positions that could feed
constructively into post-war national politics. Instead southerners
fell back on time-honoured methods of survival, living from hand to
mouth through black-marketeering, petty crime, corruption,
clientelism and banditry in ways that further eroded the already
fragile sense of the state. And in Sicily, ma a activity ourished
once again on a huge scale (the idea that the ma a was deliberately
reintroduced into the island by the Americans has no basis: ma osi
simply resurfaced, as they had done at every moment of major
political crisis, taking advantage of the new opportunities opened up
in the semi-anarchy that followed the Allied invasion). It was a
sordid and unedifying spectacle, that horri ed high-minded
observers like the writer Curzio Malaparte, who felt that the country
had been struck by an extraordinary medieval plague that somehow
left the esh intact but gnawed away at the soul, leaving everyone
‘de led, vitiated and debased’.9
What was particularly disconcerting in this moral decay, at least
to those with patriotic leanings, was the sensation that more than
eighty years of unity had barely touched the surface of society.
There was little apparent remorse or shame at the disaster that had
befallen the country, and the occupying forces were everywhere
greeted with wild enthusiasm, the poor clamouring for chocolates
and cigarettes, the wealthy hurrying to throw open their doors and
lay on receptions for the victors. As the Calabrian writer Corrado
Alvaro noted with a mixture of horror and amazement, public
opinion seemed to think that ‘national dignity’ and ‘national honour’
involved no more than trying to curb the swarms of shoe-shiners
and prostitutes that were thronging the streets.10 It was almost as if
people were happy to be liberated not just from fascism but from
‘Italy’ (‘I hope the Anglo-Americans will never go away… [T]hey
have a vision of life that is di erent from the wretched one that we
have known up to now,’ wrote a Neapolitan in a letter in January
1944).11 To those conscious of history, there was a horrible sense of
déjà vu – the same vices (‘the eternal Italian psychology of looking
to foreigners for salvation’, as the Florentine academic and anti-
fascist Piero Calamandrei lamented) requiring, it seemed, the same
remedies: ‘Once again [we need] to make Italians… We have to turn
them from subjects into citizens.’12
In contrast to the south, the north and centre of Italy had
experienced a bitter civil war in the eighteen months following the
armistice. The Republic of Salò – or the Italian Social Republic as it
was o cially called – was a puppet regime with a string of
ministries dotted around the main northern cities and its capital in
the small resort of Salò on the western shore of Lake Garda, near to
where Mussolini had his personal residence in the Villa Feltrinelli at
Gargnano. The Duce tried to preserve what autonomy he could, but
real power lay with the Germans. It was they who controlled much
of the machinery of government and issued orders to the Republic’s
ill-equipped and relatively small conscript army headed by Marshal
Graziani (around 600,000 former Italian soldiers were kept in prison
camps in Germany and deployed as slave labour). They ran (or
attempted to run) sections of the Republic’s ramshackle and factious
police forces, composed largely of former members of the Militia
and ex-carabinieri; and it was they who were chie y responsible for
rounding up and deporting some 7,000 Italian Jews, nearly all of
whom subsequently died in the gas chambers.
But German dominance of the Republic of Salò did not preclude
support for the new state among signi cant sections of the Italian
population. The reconstituted party – the Fascist Republican Party –
set out to recapture the anti-bourgeois spirit of the early fascist
movement, and a number of radical measures were introduced,
including the ‘socialization’ of large rms and the election of
workers onto boards of management. But what backing the Republic
secured did not derive so much from any of its policies as from
Mussolini’s residual appeal and from the capacity of the government
to employ the language of patriotism and denounce as enemies of
‘the fatherland’ those who had overthrown fascism and surrendered
to the Allies ( ve of the conspirators of 25 July 1943, including
Galeazzo Ciano, the Duce’s son-in-law, were shot in Verona, on
Mussolini’s orders, in January 1944). The Republic’s propaganda
agencies worked tirelessly to link the defence of the Republic to the
honour of la patria, and the names of Mazzini, Garibaldi and the
other heroes of the Risorgimento were invoked constantly. Letters
from those who volunteered to ght for Salò, many of whom had
been born after Mussolini came to power and had grown up
immersed in the nationalistic language and culture of fascism,
indicate that this patriotic rhetoric fell on highly receptive soil. As
one seventeen-year-old wrote:
Italy, resurrected, once more marches towards its predestined goal, with an iron will. The
sacri ce of so many years could never have been wrecked in dishonour in so unseemly a
fashion… Out of the abyss into which we have fallen, overwhelmed by lightning events
and betrayed by the traitors, we – we volunteers in particular – have raised ourselves up
with all our strength to redeem the path of honour. And we sing new songs of war, with
the same immutable faith in our hearts, and with one great name on our lips: ITALY!13
Here was yet another formulation of the old problem that had
taxed Francesco De Sanctis in the years after uni cation: that of the
insouciant ‘Guicciardini man’ and the divorce between thought and
action. But given what ‘Italy’ had signi ed for most inhabitants of
the peninsula in the preceding decades – the persistent poverty, the
false hopes, the social con icts and the ruinous wars – it was
perhaps not altogether surprising that the standard-bearers of the
new gospels of national redemption should have been greeted with
considerable scepticism. According to Nuto Revelli virtually all the
peasants in the Piedmontese province of Cuneo regarded the events
of 1943–5 as a largely meaningless ‘fratricidal war’, from which it
was best to stand aside and not get involved.22 And for many of
them the resistance ghters appeared no more than dangerous
trouble-makers who requisitioned scarce food and other supplies
and risked precipitating reprisals – of the kind that occurred in and
around the small town of Marzabotto in the countryside to the south
of Bologna in late September and early October 1944, when German
troops punished the peasants for giving assistance to local partisans
by massacring nearly 1,000 people, including over 200 children.
THE ‘VALUES OF THE RESISTANCE’
Though popular support for the partisans was in reality far less than
was subsequently maintained by governments eager to assert to the
outside world that post-war Italy was built on the ‘values of the
resistance’, politically it was hard in 1944–5 to ignore the claims of
the anti-fascist forces to a monopoly of power. Following the
capture of Rome by the Allies in June 1944, the leaders of the
communists, the socialists, the Christian Democrats and the
‘Actionists’ (a liberal democratic formation, heavily involved in the
resistance, but whose elitist character led to its rapid disappearance
after 1945) emerged from hiding and succeeded in wresting control
of the government from Badoglio (with the backing of the
Americans – President Roosevelt had the wishes of 600,000 Italo-
American voters back home to consider – but to Churchill’s
annoyance: ‘I am not aware… that we have conceded to the Italians,
who have cost us so dear in life and materials, the power to form
any Government they choose without reference to the victorious
Powers and without the slightest pretence of a popular mandate’).23
And once the war in Europe was over in May 1945, these same anti-
fascist parties continued in power – in coalition – and, with the
exception of the Actionists, were to dominate the Italian political
landscape for the next forty- ve years.
The ethical foundations of post-war Italy were provided by the
‘values of the resistance’, celebrated annually in a new national
holiday on 25 April and endorsed solemnly by all the leading
parties. But the events of July–September 1943 and the ensuing civil
war in the north and centre – which continued long after May 1945,
with at least 20,000 fascists being hunted down and killed by
vigilantes in the next two years – left a legacy of anger and
bitterness that was to fester beneath the surface of society for
decades to come. As a result millions of Italians openly refused after
1945 to identify with the o cial political orientation of the state,
with on average around 7 per cent of the electorate regularly voting
for neo-fascist parties. And well into the 1950s clandestine
formations such as the Mussolini Action Squads, the Italian Army of
Liberation, the Fasci of Revolutionary Action and the Italian Anti-
Bolshevik Front carried out terrorist operations in the name of
fascism. One of these formations, the Fascist Democratic Party,
attracted international publicity in April 1946 by stealing the body
of Mussolini at night from its unmarked grave in a cemetery in
Milan. (The remains were found a few months later hidden in a
cupboard in the Charterhouse of Pavia).24
A further problem with the ‘values of the resistance’ was that they
belonged almost exclusively to the north. Many southerners,
especially among the propertied classes, had experienced 1943–5 as
a period of lawlessness and social upheaval, with peasants
occupying estates in time-honoured fashion and demanding a share
of the land. In these circumstances fascism could easily be viewed
with nostalgia as a time of ‘order’ and the new democratic parties –
the communists and socialists in particular – as a threat. In Sicily
the landowners responded by organizing a movement in 1944–6 to
make the island independent, even nancing a sizeable private
army, with bandits and ma osi in its ranks, to ght the ‘Italian’
security forces. In the mainland south the Fronte dell’Uomo
Qualunque (‘Average Man Front’), created shortly after the end of
the war by a amboyant Neapolitan playwright called Guglielmo
Giannini, showed its disdain for the ‘values of the resistance’ by
championing the cause of those who simply wanted to be left in
peace to enjoy their lives without meddling ‘professional politicians’
imposing taxes, passing laws and talking loftily about the ‘nation’
and the ‘fatherland’ (‘If anything is mortal on earth, the most mortal
thing of all is the idea of the fatherland’).25 The Front gained well
over a million votes in the elections held in 1946.
Perhaps the most dramatic indication of the limited resonance of
the ‘values of the resistance’ (and also of the political fracture
between north and south) came over the question of the monarchy.
Victor Emmanuel’s close involvement with Mussolini and his
unheroic ight from Rome after the armistice had compromised his
political credibility heavily (and seemingly beyond repair), and on 2
June 1946, the same day as elections were held for a Constituent
Assembly, Italians went to the polls to decide the fate of the Savoys
in a referendum. A month earlier Victor Emmanuel had abdicated in
favour of his son, Umberto II. But it was not enough to save the
dynasty, and on 13 June, after several days of mounting tension as
the king tried to insist that the Court of Cassation ratify the vote (in
the end the government took it upon itself to proclaim the Republic,
allowing the king to talk of a ‘coup’), Umberto left the Quirinal
Palace for exile in Portugal. Yet the vote had been close–12.7
million to 10.7 million. And while almost every province in the
north and centre had followed the lead of the communists, socialists
and Christian Democrats in favouring a republic, in Rome and the
south the monarchists had secured a clear majority (nearly 80 per
cent in Naples).
The Constituent Assembly that was returned on 2 June by
universal male and (for the rst time in Italy’s history) female
su rage was dominated by the three main anti-fascist parties: the
Christian Democrats, who secured 207 of the 556 seats, the
communists, who had 104, and the socialists, who had 114; and the
constitution that emerged from the Assembly’s rapid deliberations in
1946–7 was a forceful a rmation of the ‘values of the resistance’.
The Republic was to be democratic, liberal and decentralized – the
antithesis of fascism – with an elected president, an executive
answerable to parliament, a powerful Chamber of Deputies,
proportional representation, regional government, an independent
judiciary, a Constitutional Court, and mechanisms for allowing the
general public to propose or repeal legislation. Numerous civil and
political liberties and social rights were guaranteed. Potentially the
most divisive question related to the Church, with the Christian
Democrats eager to maintain Catholicism as the state religion and
the lay parties opposed. But with the Cold War setting in, the
Communist Party leader, Palmiro Togliatti, did not want to in ame
popular opinion unduly, and with his support the 1929 Lateran
Pacts were embedded in the new constitution. The socialists were
furious. ‘When Togliatti announced the vote in favour, anger
erupted on the socialist benches… [with] cries of treachery,’
recalled a young Christian Democrat deputy, Giulio Andreotti.
‘Many of us had tears in our eyes.’26 Here was yet another deep
emotional fault-line running through Italian society that was to add
to the fractured political landscape in the years ahead.
As in so many other moments of Italian history, the principles
embodied in the constitution (which came into force in January
1948) underlined the gap between the mass of the population and
the elites and thereby the limits of the latter’s moral authority in the
country. Nor was the cause of the anti-fascist leadership assisted by
the British and Americans, who, in drawing up the peace treaty in
1945–6, refused to recognize that Italy’s contribution to the defeat
of Germany had been signi cant, and certainly not enough to atone
for the sins of fascism. Benedetto Croce and a number of other
prominent Italian intellectuals had been endeavouring since 1943 to
argue that the interwar years had been no more than a mysterious
parenthesis in the country’s history, an aberration from the true
path of liberalism and peace laid down during the Risorgimento. But
such attempts to minimize the signi cance of fascism, and
e ectively to absolve the nation of responsibility for it, were not
met with much sympathy by the victorious powers, and Italy was
obliged in the peace treaty that was signed in Paris in February
1947 to accept a large measure of blame for the outbreak of the
Second World War. As punishment it was stripped of its colonies,
forced to hand over Dalmatia, Istria and Fiume to Yugoslavia, and
saddled with a heavy bill for reparations.
But the biggest blow to hopes that the ‘values of the resistance’
might provide the basis for a cohesive sense of nationhood lay in the
splintering of the anti-fascist coalition with the onset of the Cold
War. From the moment he returned from exile in Moscow in March
1944, the bespectacled, cautious and austerely intellectual Palmiro
Togliatti had tried to give his party a reassuring face, stressing its
commitment to democracy and national unity, and using the
writings of his old friend Antonio Gramsci (who, like Togliatti, had
been a founder of the Italian Communist Party (PCI) in 1921) to
argue that the road to socialism in Italy lay not through a violent
seizure of power but through the peaceful and gradual
establishment of moral, cultural and political ‘hegemony’ over
society. But there was no escaping the fact that the PCI was a
communist party with close links to the Soviet Union – Togliatti had
been Vice-Secretary of the Comintern (Third International) and was
a loyal supporter of Stalin. And as the world began to polarize
sharply between Eastern and Western blocs in 1946–7, so pressure
grew, both within and outside Italy, for the PCI and its socialist
allies (early in 1947 the Italian Socialist Party split between its pro-
and anti-Moscow wings) to be excluded from power. In May 1947
Alcide De Gasperi, the Christian Democrat prime minister,
announced the formation of a new government without the far left.
The anti-fascist front was broken and the pattern was set for Italian
politics over the next forty- ve years, with the Christian Democrats
dominating a succession of centrist coalitions and the PCI
permanently consigned to opposition.
What made the split particularly acrimonious was the position of
the Church. The collapse of fascism and the humiliation of surrender
in 1943 presented Pope Pius XII with a golden opportunity, it
seemed, to ‘reconquer’ Italy for Catholicism. And the fact that
millions of Italians looked spontaneously towards the Papacy for
solace and leadership amid the wreckage of defeat appeared to
justify the hope that Italy could be turned into a agship of
‘Christian civilization’. But ‘Christian civilization’ did not embrace
the communists and socialists, and after 1945 the Vatican used
every available tool, traditional and modern, to mobilize the faithful
against the enemies of the Church: radio broadcasts, newspapers,
sermons, Catholic Action, pilgrimages, reports of miracles, cults of
saints (above all the Virgin Mary – appealing to women was seen as
especially important now that they had the vote) and lms – a
documentary about Pius XII, Pastor Angelicus, portraying him as a
charismatic leader super partes, toured the country to large
audiences. And with the Italian ‘nation’, such as it had been
conceived in the course of the preceding century or so, now stripped
of much of its ethical credibility, the Church hurried in to pick up
the mantle, with one authoritative Catholic newspaper describing
the ponti as ‘the supreme pinnacle of our fatherland’ to whom Italy
owed ‘its independence, liberty, glory, life, beauty – everything!’27
With Italy ideologically polarized between the Christian
Democrats and the Catholic Church on the one hand and the
communists and the socialists on the other, and with the United
States raising the political temperature further by making it clear to
De Gasperi that American aid for economic reconstruction was
contingent upon the far left being kept at bay, the ‘values of the
resistance’ lost any residual capacity to provide a clear ethical
platform for the new Republic. And with neither camp able to
appeal with conviction to ‘the nation’ as an overarching pole of
reference (what, after all, was the ‘fatherland’ of Catholics if not the
international communion of believers, and of communists, the
Soviet Union?), the essence of Italian political life became, as it had
been for so much of its history, more a struggle against an internal
enemy than a pursuit of collective goals. For those whose faith in
the ideal of an Italian nation had not been shattered by fascism, the
spectacle of so much mutual vituperation was dispiriting. As the
non-conformist anti-fascist priest Primo Mazzolari wrote in 1949:
Everything is being rebuilt: roads, bridges, factories. But we are not. Even though we
continue to grow in number and speak the same language as the men of our Risorgimento,
it is hard to say that we have returned to being Italians… The communist proletariat calls
Russia its fatherland, while the rest look to America… Italians are still in the position they
were on 8 September, when, from love of liberty, some rebelled. The resistance is still
going on, but in the name of a party pitted against the fatherland, perpetuating and
aggravating the divide… How can we move towards peace when we lack a shared political
consciousness, shared sentiments and a shared altar on which to lay our fratricidal arms? I
see collective su ering and collective poverty that could soon become collective ruin. But I
do not see a collective fatherland. I see fascists and partisans, not brothers and Italians.28
With Italy caught up in what amounted to a war of religion, with
each side ghting for what it felt to be an entire cultural universe
rather than just a programme of government, the principles
underlying the ‘values of the resistance’ were widely dismissed as
too idealistic to be practicable – with enormous damage, as a result,
to the credibility of the state. Large swathes of the constitution were
glossed by the conservative Court of Cassation as merely
aspirational or ‘programmatic’ and not implemented.29 Thus, apart
from in Sicily, Sardinia and the Alpine fringes, there were no
regional governments until the 1970s: the Christian Democrat-led
administrations found the prospect of the communists holding
power in areas such as Emilia Romagna, Tuscany and Umbria,
where their support was concentrated, unacceptable. A
Constitutional Court was not created until towards the end of the
1950s, and in the meantime many laws and legal codes that had
been introduced by the fascists were left in force despite being in
agrant contradiction of the democratic precepts of the Republic.
Tools of control and repression were after all useful for containing
left-wing militancy, whether in the south, where the communists
were active in organizing land occupations by the peasantry in the
late 1940s (three demonstrators were killed and fteen wounded in
a clash with the police in a village in Calabria in October 1949), or
in the more industrialized north. In the province of Bologna
between 1948 and 1954 there were nearly 14,000 trials for o ences
against public order, including such ‘crimes’ as putting up posters
and selling the Communist Party newspaper, L’Unità.30
Even more telling of the gulf between the ‘values of the
resistance’ and the reality of the post-war Republic was the failure
to rid the state of former fascists. A number of decrees were issued
in 1944 calling for the bureaucracy to be purged, but they were not
implemented with any rigour. This was partly because of the
practical di culties of trying to prove who had been ‘fascist’ (or at
least sincerely ‘fascist’) in a regime where party membership had
been compulsory for all civil servants, but more fundamentally
because the Christian Democrats, and behind them the British and
the Americans, had no wish to see the administrative machinery
decimated and replenished with communists and socialists. As a
result the courts, run still by judges appointed under Mussolini, gave
credence to lines of defence of great suppleness – as in the case of
Guido Leto, head of the Duce’s secret police, OVRA, and later
Deputy Chief of Police in the Republic of Salò, who was acquitted in
April 1946 of the charge of having helped to maintain the regime in
being, on the grounds that he had simply been carrying out his
duties as a public o cial and so had not been in a position to decide
on the constitutionality or otherwise of the laws and institutions of
the state.31 An alternative defence, widely used and with equal
success, was to claim to have been in reality a secret anti-fascist:
many of those accused of collaborating with the Republic of Salò
found friends (and often fabricated documents) to attest their links
to partisans.32
A particularly perverse aspect of the failure of the courts to
uphold the ‘values of the resistance’ related to the prosecution of
war crimes. An amnesty for political and military prisoners, issued
in June 1946 as part of an attempt to inject a note of reconciliation
into the newly proclaimed Republic, excluded those who had been
responsible for ‘especially heinous tortures’. But the judiciary often
decided that the atrocities perpetrated by fascists against members
of the resistance had been neither ‘tortures’ nor ‘especially’ brutal.
Thus the captain of a unit who had allowed a female partisan
prisoner to be tied up, blindfolded and repeatedly raped by his
troops was deemed not to have committed ‘torture’ but ‘only the
maximum o ence to the honour and modesty’ of the woman.33 By
contrast partisans frequently found themselves branded by the
police and judges as common criminals rather than resistance
ghters, and thus excluded from the amnesty. In 1954 the Supreme
Military Court went so far as to rule that the Republic of Salò had
been a legitimate government, ‘albeit through error’, and that those
who had fought for it had thus not committed a crime, whereas
partisans had been irregular troops and so could not claim the
protection of military law.34
The consequences of the failure to prosecute war crimes
adequately were far-reaching. Many of the most senior gures of the
fascist regime who had not been captured and shot in 1945 escaped
serious punishment; and without a set of high-pro le trials,
comparable to those at Nuremberg, in which the regime’s
responsibility for the Second World War, the atrocities committed in
Libya, Ethiopia, the Balkans and elsewhere, and such domestic
policies as the racial laws and the persecution of the Jews could be
publicly aired and condemned, the Republic failed to de ne itself
clearly in relation to fascism (and indeed to the rest of recent Italian
history). And a succession of former supporters of the regime
pro ted from the climate of political ambivalence to produce a
number of best-selling works that sought to soften and humanize
fascism, and above all Mussolini. (What had the Duce done that was
‘terrible’, asked Indro Montanelli in his 1947 book, Il buonuomo
Mussolini (The Good Soul Mussolini), except ‘grimace’? And aside
from sending a few hundred people to con no, had the fascist
government not been characterized by ‘mildness’?)35 Such views
derived powerful support from the heavily Catholic culture su using
Italy (and especially the middle classes) in these years, with its
injunctions to forgiveness and mercy.36
Despite the Republic’s claims to be built on ‘the values of the
resistance’, anti-fascism was in fact a hard article of faith only for
the communists and the socialists, who were con ned to a ghetto of
political opposition during the height of the Cold War (albeit a
substantial one: 31 per cent of the votes in the 1948 elections; 35
per cent in 1953). And in the absence of a signi cant purge, the
state showed a remarkable degree of continuity from fascism. It was
calculated in 1960 that sixty-two of the country’s sixty-four prefects
had been functionaries under Mussolini; and the same applied to
every one of the 135 police chiefs and their 139 deputies.37 Many
senior gures in the army and the judiciary had likewise established
their careers in the fascist period: Gaetano Azzariti, who became
President of the Constitutional Court in 1957, had been the
President of the Race Tribunal in 1939–43. Of course not all of these
o cials had shared the illiberal and virulently anti-socialist values
of fascism. But many had; and as a result large parts of the
bureaucracy had concentrations of civil servants who were
profoundly unsympathetic to the principles expressed in the
constitution and willing to hamper the operation of democracy in
Italy or even actively to conspire against it.
On 31 August 1957, a little over twelve years after huge crowds had
desecrated and taunted the corpse of Mussolini in Piazzale Loreto,
two Capuchin friars dragged a large wooden box from the back seat
of a car outside the gates of the cemetery of San Cassiano, near
Predappio. Ever since being recovered from the Charterhouse of
Pavia, the remains of the Duce had been secretly stored in a
monastery near Milan, and requests by the family to have them
handed over for burial in Predappio had gone unheeded. Now, with
the recently installed Christian Democrat prime minister Adone Zoli
(whose family also came from Predappio) dependent for survival in
parliament on the votes of neo-fascist deputies (among them,
Domenico Leccisi, the man who had stolen Mussolini’s body in
1946: opposite him, on the far left of the Chamber, sat Walter
Audisio, Mussolini’s executioner), the government decided the time
had come to relent. On 1 September, with a throng of faithful
supporters looking on, their right arms raised in salute, the box with
Mussolini’s body was laid in the mausoleum in San Cassiano, where
it remains to this day, a site of pilgrimage for a steady stream of
visitors.38
28
At the beginning of the 1960s, due to the pollution of the air and,
particularly in the countryside, of the water… the re ies began to
disappear… After [they] had gone, the ‘values’… of the old rural and
paleo-capitalist universe suddenly did not count any more. Church,
fatherland, obedience, order, thrift and morality lost their signi cance…
They were replaced by the ‘values’ of a new type of civilization, one that
was totally alien to the civilization of the peasantry…
Pier Paolo Pasolini, ‘Il vuoto del potere in Italia’, in Corriere della
Sera,
1 February 1975
CHRISTIAN DEMOCRATS AND COMMUNISTS
the fteen years that have elapsed since the war and the resistance.29
The mass migrations from the countryside to the cities, the decline
of traditional practices and values, the onslaught of consumerism,
the rise in material expectations, the strengthening power of the
trade unions as Italy approached full employment, and a growing
sense that the Christian Democrat state was too impotent and
backward-looking to deal with the demands posed by the ‘economic
miracle’ led at the end of the 1960s to an explosion of discontent. As
in other Western countries where the extraordinary pace of recent
economic change had given rise to huge social and cultural tensions,
students took to the streets in protest at the overcrowded and
ramshackle universities; and their anger soon fanned out into a
broad denunciation of many of the key features of post-war
Christian Democrat Italy: capitalism, pro-Americanism, sexual
repression, conformism, individualism and authority. Millions of
industrial workers voiced their dissatisfaction at low pay and poor
working conditions and at the failure of the state to provide the
housing, transport, education and welfare to match the country’s
self-image as a modern industrial democracy. The Communist Party
was widely attacked for having been unable to orchestrate e ective
opposition.
The Christian Democrats and their coalition allies – including the
socialists, who since 1956 had distanced themselves from the
communists and moved towards the centre ground of politics –
responded to the unrest with a string of piecemeal reforms. In a bid
to make the state more responsive to the country’s socio-economic
needs regional government was nally introduced in the spring of
1970, twenty-two years after it had been enshrined in the
constitution, with elected councils being given the power to legislate
in areas such as health, social welfare, town planning and public
works. The upshot, as the Christian Democrats had always feared,
was the creation of a ‘Red Belt’ of communist-led regions in Emilia
Romagna, Tuscany and Umbria. New laws were also passed on
pensions, public housing and index-linked pay; spending on the
south was greatly increased; and from 1975 workers who were
made redundant were entitled to receive at least 80 per cent of their
pay for up to a year from a state insurance fund. There were also
important social reforms, most notably, in 1970, the introduction of
divorce – despite strong opposition from the Christian Democrats,
the neo-fascists and the Church. In 1978 (the same year as the rst
non-Italian for more than 450 years was elevated to the throne of St
Peter) a further milestone on the march of secularism was reached
with the legalization of abortion.
But these changes did little to alter the fundamental weaknesses
of the state; and the fact that the government had responded to the
demands of the trade unions and other pressure groups with such
extraordinary largesse (Italy had the most generous welfare
provisions in Europe by the mid-1970s, and Italian workers were
among the best paid, best treated and most protected) underlined
the extent to which the authority of the Christian Democrats
depended on their capacity to guarantee material well-being – and
little else. Despite a succession of high-pro le nancial scandals and
indications that corruption was rife in government circles, voters
continued to back the Christian Democrats: in the elections of 1976
the party secured nearly 39 per cent of the vote. But the dangers
inherent in supporting a government that had failed to maintain a
clear commitment to the national good were evident in the massive
budget de cits, unrestrained borrowing and spiralling public debt of
the 1970s and 1980s. The fear of many nineteenth-century patriots
that ‘parties’ would prove ruinous in Italy, given the absence of any
strong tempering sense of the collectivity, seemed in danger of being
realized.
29
Padania is our pride, our great source of wealth, our only means of
expressing ourselves freely in the fullness of our individual being and our
collective identity.
The history of the Italian state, by contrast, has become a history of
colonial oppression, of economic exploitation and moral violence… The
Italian state has deviously compelled the Peoples of Padania to endure
the systematic exploitation of the economic resources created by their
hard work, and see them squandered in the thousand streams of support
for the ma a clienteles of the south…
WE, PEOPLES OF PADANIA,
solemnly proclaim,
PADANIA IS A FEDERAL, INDEPENDENT AND SOVEREIGN
REPUBLIC
At school, almost all the teachers say that Berlusconi is a fascist, that
he’ll sell the school to whoever can a ord to buy it… But if Berlusconi is
a fascist, why is he always laughing and happy? I learned that the
fascists wore black shirts, were always in uniform, wanted the war and
used their clubs on people… And so they certainly had no reason to
laugh… But if Berlusconi put on a uniform, started clubbing people and
wanted to go to war, then his televisions wouldn’t be watched by
anybody.
Thirteen-year-old child writing about Silvio Berlusconi, Rome,
1994
COSA NOSTRA
During the 1950s and 1960s the problem of organized crime in the
south of Italy had been seen largely in terms of economic
backwardness.
The boom of the 1980s left the north one of the most a uent
regions of Europe, but the huge tide of money washing through the
towns and countryside of Piedmont, Liguria, Lombardy, the Veneto,
Emilia Romagna and Tuscany had almost drowned out any serious
talk of Italy as a moral point of reference. There were shades of the
Renaissance in the combination of opulence and cynicism, with
family, clientele and party taking decisive precedence over the
broader framework of national claims that the patriots of the
nineteenth century had sought to construct. The fact that the
prosperity of these years was overwhelmingly at the expense of the
public nances went largely unheeded, and little e ort was made by
Craxi or the weak and short-lived Christian Democrat governments
that succeeded him at the end of the decade to rein in public
spending. Borrowing soared to levels unequalled in Europe, with the
Treasury issuing huge quantities of high-yield bonds to savers (who
often bought them with the surplus income that they should have
handed over to the state in taxes). Between 1982 and 1990 the
annual budget de cit doubled, and by 1992 the accumulated public
debt had reached well over 100 per cent of GDP. And simply
servicing the debt had become a major problem – it was costing
some 10 per cent of GDP in 1990.24
With governments lacking the authority and the will to sort out
this parlous situation, they turned to Europe for possible salvation.
In 1990 Giulio Andreotti, prime minister again for the sixth time,
took the lira into the band of currencies that comprised the
European Monetary System, trusting the markets would not worry
unduly about Italy’s precarious public nances; and over the next
two years he pressed the case for greater political and economic
integration, shepherding Europe’s ministers towards the Maastricht
Treaty, which laid down the criteria for monetary convergence. The
treaty, signed in 1992, in e ect put a gun to Italy’s head: but at least
it was a gun held by Europe, for which Italians had traditionally
shown considerable enthusiasm. To qualify for entry into the single
currency Italy would have to reduce its budget de cit to 3 per cent
of GDP (down from 9.9 per cent) and bring the public debt to below
60 per cent of GDP. On the face of it this was an almost impossible
task, but some leeway was provided with the nal wording of the
convergence criteria when it was stated that a public debt of more
than 60 per cent might not be seen as an impediment provided there
had been su cient evidence of movement in the right direction.25
If Italy was now to avoid relegation from the top ight of
European states – and the frequency with which this concern was
aired in the press in the next few years indicated just how much the
old anxieties about the country’s standing in the world still
reverberated two centuries after Napoleon’s armies had swept
through the peninsula and triggered the national soul-searching of
the Risorgimento – there would have to be drastic reforms. And the
seriousness of the situation was underlined in September 1992,
when the lira was forced out of the European Monetary System and
heavily devalued. Successive governments embarked on desperate
programmes to try to deal with the public debt, selling o state
companies, freezing wages, raising taxes, and reducing spending on
pensions and the bureaucracy. But such measures were inevitably
highly unpopular after years of a uence, and mass demonstrations
were staged in protest at the cuts and the job losses. At the same
time there were loud calls for institutional changes, with the focus
as so often in the past on altering the voting system in the hope of
creating stronger governments. A new electoral law of 1993
introduced single-member constituencies for three-quarters of the
deputies, but it could not solve the fundamental problem: that
Italy’s parties lacked the authority and credibility needed to
maintain internal cohesion and command widespread popular
support.
As resentment spread and uncertainty grew, the fragile edi ce of
the Republic began to disintegrate. The conclusion of the Cold War
at the end of the 1980s, and the collapse of the Soviet Union that
followed, removed one of the principal pillars upon which the post-
war order in Italy had been built. In January 1991, exactly seventy
years after its foundation, the Italian Communist Party held its last
Congress and voted to dissolve itself and become the Democratic
Party of the Left (PDS) – though a sizeable minority found the
breach with the past too hard to bear and separated o to form a
group called Communist Refoundation. And with the red ag and
hammer and sickle now replaced as the symbol of the PDS by a
benign spreading oak tree, what justi cation was there for the
crusader shield of the Christian Democrats? In the elections of 1992
the Christian Democrats secured less than 30 per cent of the poll for
the rst time in their history (the ex-communists managed just 16
per cent); and with public money no longer freely available to prop
up their clienteles, and with judicial investigations into corruption
gathering pace, recriminations and in ghting escalated. In 1994 the
Christian Democrats broke in two, with the centre and the left
resuming the old name of the Popular Party and the right styling
itself the Christian Democratic Centre.
A major catalyst for the disintegration of the old political system
came with the eruption of the ‘Bribesville’ scandal following the
arrest of Mario Chiesa in February 1992. The enquiry into the illegal
funding of parties through kickbacks was led by the chief prosecutor
of Milan, Francesco Saverio Borrelli, and a team of magistrates, of
whom one, Antonio Di Pietro, rapidly acquired cult status as a result
of his formidable interrogatory skills and dramatic courtroom style
(and probably humble southern origins as well) – gra ti such as
‘Thank you Di Pietro’ and ‘Di Pietro, you are better than Pelé’
became common on the walls of buildings in Milan.26 The ease with
which the investigators were able to extract confessions from a
string of politicians and businessmen was due in large measure to
the severely weakened state of the principal parties (attempts to
probe the world of corruption had in the past been quickly snu ed
out) and to the almost feverish desire of the general public to nd
scapegoats for the mess into which the country had descended. The
enquiries spread rapidly upwards through the ranks of the socialists
and the Christian Democrats (and some of the smaller parties, too –
the ex-communists, whether rightly or not, were left largely
untouched), and, by the summer of 1993,130 members of
parliament were facing investigation.
Craxi – who rst received notice that he was under enquiry for
corruption at the end of 1992 – attempted, like others caught up in
the scandal, to claim that he was the victim of a political witch-
hunt.27 But it was di cult to discern any obvious party bias among
the Milan magistrates. Some undoubtedly had left-wing sympathies,
but others, including Di Pietro (a former policeman), leaned towards
the right. This said, the febrile atmosphere that surrounded the
investigations, heightened by massive international media attention
and an Italian press that was ready to report news of the latest issue
of a ‘Notice of Guarantee’ to a suspect as if it were a clear indication
of guilt, pushed the protagonists into seeing themselves as more
than simple enforcers of the law. There was a sense in the country
that a sea-change – indeed a revolution of some kind – was required;
and the magistrates responded accordingly: ‘Ours is a legal and wise
revolution,’ Borrelli announced proudly in May 1993, ‘which has
lasted a little more than a year. Remember that the French
Revolution began in 1789 and was completed only in 1794.’28 In
such a climate of heightened expectations, it was almost inevitable
(as in the ght against Cosa Nostra) that miscarriages of justice
would occur.
As the constituent political elements of the Republic dissolved
amid ignominy or a sense of redundancy, the old struggle to
determine the identity of Italy resumed, and as it did so, the history
of the preceding two centuries emerged as an ideological battle eld
to be fought over by competing groups vying for popular legitimacy.
In northern Italy a combination of the a uence of the 1980s, the
spectacle (in amed by the media) of a south seemingly dominated
by organized crime, and the imposition of scal stringency in the
early 1990s led to the rapid emergence of a major party of protest
known as the Northern League. Led by Umberto Bossi, a rough-
speaking Lombard senator with dishevelled hair and ill- tting suits,
his tie half undone as if he had just come out of a long and
acrimonious board-meeting, the League celebrated the industry and
entrepreneurial spirit of northerners, denounced the government in
Rome for having squandered the hard-earned taxes of northern
businessmen on the ma a-ridden clienteles of the south, and
proclaimed uni cation in 1860 to have been a catastrophic error:
north and south were two separate nations, and the country should
at the most have been no more than a federation, as the Milanese
writer Carlo Cattaneo had argued.29
The League appealed especially to small businessmen,
shopkeepers and other self-employed groups in the small towns and
cities of the north of Italy – groups that had developed increased
feelings of xenophobia and particularism in recent years thanks to a
heavy in ux of immigrants from eastern Europe and Africa (though
racist attitudes towards southern Italians had a long history, and
may well have been more exacerbated than reduced by the
migratory ows of the 1950s and 1960s).30 Under Bossi’s
charismatic leadership, the League promoted a strong pseudo-ethnic
culture, postulating the existence of a north Italian nation called
Padania, celebrating Lombard and other local dialects, and drawing
selectively on history to support its claim to the essential unity of
the north. Much was made (ironically, given how it had been used
by the ‘Italian’ patriots in the Risorgimento) of the twelfth-century
Lombard League, and the party’s badge showed the hero of the
Battle of Legnano in 1176, Alberto da Giussano, raising his sword to
rally the city-states of the Po valley against Frederick Barbarossa.
The growth of the Northern League – in the elections of 1992 it
came from almost nowhere to win 8.7 per cent of the national vote
(with 20 per cent in Lombardy, Piedmont, Liguria and the Veneto) –
triggered a series of intellectual and political initiatives to counter
what appeared to be a serious threat to the integrity of the state. If
in the past the ‘southern question’ had been viewed as a way of
acknowledging (and addressing) the problems of the most
disadvantaged half of the country, it could now seem a liability in as
much as it gave the League ammunition for its blanket dismissal of
the south as a separate (and inferior) nation. An important new
historical school emerged committed to demonstrating the
arti ciality of the concept of ‘the south’ and showing that
southerners had often been just as entrepreneurial and modern-
minded as their northern counterparts. (It also promoted vigorously
the idea of ‘the ma a’ as a structured criminal organization like
Cosa Nostra with no roots in popular culture – in part as an antidote
to the League’s crude claims that all southerners were to a degree
ma osi.)31
While some southerners responded to the League’s claims that
uni cation had been a disaster for the north by asserting that it had
been a catastrophe for the south, too (books, pamphlets and
websites proliferated in the 1990s dedicated to showing how the
south had been the victim of brutal northern colonialism – even
genocide – after 1860), the prevalent feeling among southerners was
that the unity of the state had to be defended at all costs. After all,
what future could the south look forward to if it was cut adrift from
the rest of the peninsula? One symptom of the growing concern for
the integrity of the state was a surge of support for the far right. In
the autumn of 1993 the suave and demure leader of the neo-fascist
party, the MSI, Gianfranco Fini, stood for mayor of Rome and was
only narrowly defeated. And the same happened in Naples, where
Alessandra Mussolini, the Duce’s granddaughter, a model and lm
actress (and niece of Sophia Loren), was a candidate. The following
year, the far right – which had recently repositioned itself as a ‘post-
fascist’ force and adopted the name National Alliance – won 13.5
per cent of the vote in the general elections. Ninety-four of its 109
deputies represented constituencies in Rome and the south.32
With the peninsula fracturing into discordant political pieces, and
with the very idea of unity being called into question, many
commentators began to ask – in a manner reminiscent of the
agonized discussions that had taken place in the nineteenth century
among patriots about the country’s failure to achieve ‘moral
uni cation’ – why Italy still displayed so little sense of nationhood.
A string of books appeared by well-known intellectuals with
alarmist titles such as If We Cease to be a Nation, The End of Italy: The
Decline and Death of Risorgimento Ideology and The Death of the
Fatherland, analysing who or what might be to blame for the current
insalubrious situation.33 History, geography, the Church and the
national character were all indicted in varying measures (as they
had been in many previous discussions); and so, too, were the
parties that had dominated Italy since 1945 and failed to inculcate a
strong sense of the law and the state or provide a clear framework
of common memories and values.
With debates centring once more on the inveterate problem of the
nation, the balance of moral power shifted sharply to the right, with
the former communists (and communists) being subjected to
increasingly vituperative attacks from broad sections of conservative
opinion and above all from the resurgent forces of neo-fascism for
their lack of commitment to ‘Italy’. Among other things the far left
were accused of having driven a wedge through the nation after
1945 thanks to their celebration of the ‘values of the resistance’ and
their wilful distortion of the historical reality of fascism. Had not
Mussolini’s regime in fact been far more benign and moderate than
that of Nazism, with which the communists had unjustly sought to
confound it? And had not those who had supported the Republic of
Saló been motivated by ideals of patriotism that made them fully as
worthy of honourable commemoration as the partisans? And though
the Duce had undoubtedly made mistakes, had he not at least tried
to promote a sense of the ‘fatherland’ and heal the country’s internal
fractures? And, anyway, who were the communists to take the
moral high ground against the far right given the atrocities that had
been committed by the Soviet Union or, indeed, by the resistance
itself?
must, create for ourselves and for our children a new Italian miracle.34
17. Giovanni Giolitti – the man who dominated Italian political life
in the rst years of the twentieth century – in a photograph of 1908.
Giolitti was vili ed by idealists on both left and right for what was
seen as his uninspiring bourgeois pragmatism.
18. Nietzschean superman. The poet Gabriele D’Annunzio on board
an Ansaldo biplane on the occasion of a celebrated ight to drop
400,000 propaganda lea ets on Vienna, 9 August 1918.
23. Fascism’s place in the sun. Camel troops from Africa parading
before the monument to Victor Emmanuel II (Vittoriano) in Rome
during the rst annual review of the foundation of the Empire,
1937.
29. The launch of the new FIAT 500 at the Mira ori factory, Turin,
July 1957. This car replaced the equally diminutive ‘Topolino’
(1937–55) and became an icon of Italy’s ‘economic miracle’. Nearly
4 million models were built between 1957 and 1975.
30. In the shadow of Mussolini and consumerism: Ravenna, May
Day, 1961. An Italian communist reading the party newspaper
against a backdrop of a poster commemorating the sixteenth
anniversary of Mussolini’s death.
Preface
1: Deliverance, 1796–9
8: Revolution, 1846–9
19: Nationalism
1. Cf. P. Pieri, L’Italia nella prima guerra mondiale (Turin, 1965), pp.
77–90,111–21,128–36.
2. G. Rocca, Cadorna (Milan, 1985), pp. 255–60.
3. C. Falls, Caporetto 1917 (London, 1965), p. 75.
4. Cf. P. Melograni, Storia politica della grande guerra 1915–1918
(Rome–Bari, 1977), pp. 420–23.
5. A. Gibelli, La grande guerra degli italiani 1915–1918 (Milan,
1998), p. 272 (quoting G. Minozzi, Ricordi di Guerra).
6. C. Malaparte, La rivolta dei santi maladetti (Rome, 1923), p. 248.
7. A. So ci, La ritirata del Friuli. Note di un u ciale della Seconda
Armata (Florence, 1919), pp. 138–9,202.
8. G. Fortunato, Carteggio 1912/1922, ed. E. Gentile (Rome–Bari,
1979), p. 248(4 October 1915).
9. Ibid., pp. 268,275–80,282–3.
10. Lanaro, ‘Da contadini a italiani’, in P. Bevilacqua (ed.), Storia
dell’agricoltura italiana in età contemporanea. Vol. 3: Mercati e
istituzioni (Venice, 1991), p. 957.
11. M. Clark, Modern Italy 1871–1995 (London, 1996), pp. 187–8.
12. E. Forcella and A. Monticone, Plotone d’esecuzione. I processi
della Prima guerra mondiale (Rome–Bari, 1968), pp. 434,442.
13. Gibelli, La grande guerra degli italiani, pp. 123–4.
14. N. Revelli, Il mondo dei vinti. Testimonianze di vita contadina, Vol.
2 (Turin, 1977), p. 247.
15. Cf. G. Procacci, Soldati e prigionieri italiani nella grande guerra.
Con una raccolta di lettere inedite (Rome, 1993), pp. 150–72.
16. G. Rochat, ‘La prigionia di guerra’, in M. Isnenghi (ed.), I luoghi
della memoria. Strutture ed eventi dell’Italia unita (Rome–Bari,
1997), p. 389.
17. Gibelli, La grande guerra degli italiani, p. 158.
18. Ibid., p. 152.
19. Revelli, Il mondo dei vinti, Vol. 2, p. 174.
20. Gibelli, La grande guerra degli italiani, p. 96.
21. Revelli, Il mondo dei vinti, Vol. I, p. cvi.
22. B. Croce, Pagine sulla guerra (Bari, 1928), p. 134.
23. Ibid., p. 222(Giornale d’Italia, 24 September 1917).
24. Ibid., pp. 142–3.
25. R. De Felice, Mussolini il rivoluzionario 1883–1920 (Turin, 1965),
pp. 378–9(Unità, 29 November 1917).
26. Filippo Turati–Anna Kuliscio . Carteggio. Vol. 4: 1915–1918 (2),
ed. F. Pedone (Turin, 1977), p. 811 (21 December 1917).
27. R. Bosworth, Mussolini (London, 2002), p. 118.
28. Ibid., p. 119; De Felice, Mussolini il rivoluzionario, p. 392.
29. B. Mussolini, Opera omnia, Vol. 10, eds. E. and D. Susmel
(Florence, 1951–62), pp. 86–8.
30. M. Macmillan, Peacemakers. The Paris Conference of 1919 and Its
Attempt to End War (London, 2002), p. 289.
31. Gibelli, La grande guerra degli italiani, p. 304.
32. F. T. Marinetti, L’alcova d’acciaio: romanzo vissuto (Milan, 1921).
33. P. Alatri, Gabriele D’Annunzio (Turin, 1983), pp. 392–3.
34. P. Monelli, Le scarpe al sole. Cronaca di gaie e di tristi avventure
d’alpini, di muli e di vino (Milan, 1929), pp. 182–3.
35. R. Serra, ‘Esame di coscienza di un letterato’, in R. Serra, Scritti
letterari, morali e politici. Saggi e articoli dal 1900 al 1915, ed. M.
Isnenghi (Turin, 1974), pp. 543,547.
36. Gibelli, La grande guerra degli italiani, pp. 284–9.
37. Ibid., pp. 309–10.
38. M. Isnenghi, Giornali di trincea 1915–1918 (Turin, 1977), pp.
53–66.
39. A. Salandra, Discorsi parlamentari di Antonio Salandra. Pubblicati
per deliberazione della Camera dei Deputati, Vol. 3 (Rome, 1959),
pp. 1448–51.
Nabab 314
Naples 19, 33, 137, 195, 196, 309, 313, 340–41, 363, 540, 572
cultural life in 20, 265, 292
economy of 145, 564
and lazzaroni 20–21, 23
population of 20, 106, 304
and revolution of 1848–9 170, 182
and Second World War 533, 534
and uni cation of Italy (1860) 209, 211
see also camorra; Neapolitan Republic
Naples, Kingdom of (Kingdom of the Two Sicilies) 7, 19, 26, 33,
186, 195, 198, 231
becomes ‘Kingdom of the Two Sicilies’ 75, 77
economy of 104–5
and revolution of 1820–21 82–4
and revolution of 1848–9 169–70, 173, 176, 182
and uni cation 208–10
see also Ferdinand II; Ferdinand IV; Naples; south (of Italy);
‘southern question’
Napoleon I, Emperor 34, 36, 38, 39–40, 42, 53, 55, 67, 75, 79, 91,
150, 179, 233, 418, 476
and constitutional arrangements in Italy 29–33, 39–40, 50
and 1807 visit to Italy 48–9
and rst Italian campaign (1796–7) 3–4, 9, 11–13, 51
and views on Italians 31
Napoleon III, Emperor 178, 185, 190, 195, 237, 239
and annexation of Nice and Savoy 200–201, 206
background and character 124, 191,
and meeting with Cavour at Plombières 199–200
and question of Rome (1861–70) 243, 245, 246, 256
and uni cation xvi, 208, 210
and war of 1859 204–5
and war of 1866 252, 253, 256
Nardi, Anacarsi 116, 140
National Alliance (Alleanza Nazionale) 584, 586
National Society, Italian 194, 195, 201, 204, 210
Nationalism, the Nationalists 372–3, 376, 416, 432, 504
and fascism 434, 437–8, 441, 445, 453, 469, 489, 511
and First World War 388–9, 400, 410
and invasion of Libya 381, 385–6
main ideas of 378–80, 389
origins of 377–8
NATO 555
navy, Italian 251, 252–3, 329, 381, 413, 494, 515, 518, 519–20,
524
Nazism, the Nazis 501, 509, 511, 537, 551
see also Germany; Hitler
Neapolitan Republic (1799) 20–23, 26, 55
Necker, Jacques 41
Negri, Pier Eleonoro 222–4
Nélaton, Auguste 246
Nelson, Horatio 19, 20, 23
Nenni, Pietro 442
neo-fascism (after 1945) 529, 539, 547, 551, 567, 570, 584
Nervi, Pier Luigi 468
Newman, Cardinal Francis 187
newspapers, journals 21, 297, 314
and Catholicism 365–6, 543
under fascism 478, 513, 521
in First World War 390, 403
and Nationalism 378
in Restoration states 81–2, 146, 148–9
and socialism 360
see also individual titles
Niccolini, Giovanni Battista 150
Nice (Nizza) 200–201, 205, 206, 207, 329, 518
Nicholas I, Tsar 122
Nicolai, Otto 152
Nicolson, Harold 412
Nicotera, Giovanni 178, 311
Nietzsche, Friedrich 350, 359, 371–2
Nievo, Carlo 227
Nievo, Ippolito 227, 236
Nigrisoli, Bartolo 463
Nitti, Francesco Saverio 409, 415, 416, 417, 432
Normans 6
Northern League (Lega Nord) xxi, 568, 582–3, 586
Novara, Battle of (1849) 175, 190, 192
Nuremberg trials 545
Quinet, Edgar 90
race, racial ideas 268–71, 417, 438, 463, 465, 470, 471, 504, 583
see also Lombroso;
fascism;
racial laws
racial laws (1938) 511–14
Radetzky, Johann 175, 561
railways 103, 145, 147, 167, 271
Ranza, Giovanni 10
Raphael (Ra aello Sanzio) 149
Rastrelli, Bartolomeo 5
Rays, Society of 25, 48, 57, 58
Recanati 113–15
Red Brigades (Brigate Rosse) 570–71
Redipuglia 473
Reggio (Emilia) 16, 17
regional government (after 1946) 541, 544, 566
regionalism 8, 9–10, 137, 248, 252, 318, 327, 385, 410
and army 288, 289
and parliament 240–41
and regional autonomy 206, 231
see also municipalism; regional government
Regno, Il 378
religiosity, popular 18, 111–12, 220, 361, 367
see also Church
Republican Party (Partito Repubblicano Italiano) 551, 578
Rerum Novarum 350, 366
resistance 529–31, 536–8, 539, 543, 545, 549, 584–5
Revelli, Nuto 524, 538
Ricasoli, Bettino 104, 232, 295
Ricci, Luigi 89, 152
Ricci, Renato 465, 466
Ricciardi, Giuseppe 137
Riccione 476
Ridol , Cosimo 147, 295
Rienzo, Cola di 98, 302
Riforma, La 346
Right (in parliament, after 1860) 241, 318
see also moderates
Risorgimento, as national myth 212, 293–7, 438, 462, 481–2, 560
roads 51, 102–3, 263, 489, 490, 559, 564
Roatta, Mario 508, 522, 523
Rocco, Alfredo 438, 445
Romagna 160, 275, 277, 278, 361, 447
anarchism in 263, 353
annexation of (1859–60) 205, 206
communism in 544, 566
riots in (1869) 256, 261
sectarians in (before 1860) 87, 123, 139, 165
socialism in 293, 335, 342
Romagnosi, Gian Domenico 81, 146
Roman Republic: (1798–9) 18–19, 24 (1849) 131–2, 176–9, 182,
296
Romania 51
romanità (under fascism) 498–500
Rome 174, 182, 208, 209, 211, 231, 358, 554
capture of (1870) 256–8, 292
ceremonies in 112, 292, 364
debates about, as capital 242–4
development of (1870s–80s) 301–3
under fascism 499–500
language in 108
population of 106, 304, 471
rioting in (1880s–90s) 339, 340
in Second World War 521, 523, 539
and September Convention (1864) 247–8
as symbol of corruption 304–5, 378
as symbol of national regeneration 128, 130–31, 156, 166, 174
statues in 295–6, 331
see also papacy;
Roman Republic;
Rome, ancient;
Rome, March on;
Vittoriano
Rome, ancient 89, 302, 375, 381, 414, 449
as model to emulate 28, 156, 177, 303, 351
as problematic model 91, 100, 243
and fascism 462, 480, 495, 512
see also romanità
Rome, March on (1922) 430–32, 436, 480, 481, 482
Rommel, Erwin 392, 522
Roosevelt, Franklin D. 539
Rosmini, Antonio 157
Rossellini, Roberto 560
Rossetti, Gabriele 118
Rossi, Cesare 443, 444, 446
Rossi, Pellegrino 174
Rossini, Gioachino 72, 153, 154, 281, 283
Rossoni, Edmondo 429
Rotella, Giuseppe 54–5
Rousseau, Jean-Jacques 40, 42, 98, 463
Rudinì, Antonio di 338
Ru o, Cardinal Fabrizio 22–3, 55
Rumor, Mariano 563
Russell, Lord John 193, 206
Russia, the Russians 83, 192, 327, 328, 342, 345–6, 389
see also Russian Revolution;
Soviet Union
Russian Revolution (1917) 410, 415
Russo, Vincenzo 26