Giuseppe "Pino" Pinelli (1928 - 1969) was an Italian railroad worker and anarchist who fell to his death on this day in 1969 while being detained by Italian police. His death became the subject of the play "Accidental Death of an Anarchist" by Dario Fo.
Pinelli was a member of the Milan-based anarchist association named "Ponte della Ghisolfa", and was also the secretary of the Italian branch of the Anarchist Black Cross. He organized young anarchists in the "Gioventu Libertaria" (Libertarian Youth) in 1962 and helped found the "Sacco and Vanzetti anarchist association" in 1965.
A few days before Pinelli's death, Italian fascists from the "Ordine Nuovo" orchestrated a bombing campaign in Milan; one bomb in Piazza Fontana killed 17 people and injured 88. The bombing was blamed on Italian anarchists, and Pinelli was detained along with many other leftists, including Pietro Valpreda, who was falsely convicted and served eighteen years in prison.
Just before midnight on December 15th, 1969, Pinelli fell to his death from a fourth floor window of the Milan police station. Three police officers interrogating Pinelli, including Commissioner Luigi Calabresi, were put under investigation in 1971 for his death, but legal proceedings concluded it was due to accidental causes.
Calabresi was later gunned down at his home in 1972, for which left-wing journalist Adriano Sofri was convicted in 1997.
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That's fine to say. I lost a cat last year and my grandma like a decade ago and still miss them and it still hurts sometimes. It'd be less-fine imo if you didn't but that probably wouldn't be my place to say either, grief is weird and not really linear"Just moving on" isn't really a thing either imo, like you have to move on to some extent just from the passage of time but I think anyone that claims they can "just move on" and there's a clear abrupt demarcation in time where they were suddenly "over it" are probably lying to themselves because I don't think that's how it works at all but idk, that's probably not for me to say about that hypothetical person either. Idk, grieve in a way that you feel is helping move into a better way of grieving if that makes sense? It sucks, I know
Be kind to yourself pls
grief and talking some more about my mom death and my dog a bit more and alcoholism
I really don't understand how others say they just "move on". It's confusing. I just get worried in a way since it just sort of feels like there a societal pressure to just, "move on" and don't talk about any of this. But it reminds me of like that one saying that there no timetable for grief? I'm not exactly sure how to grief in a healthier way? I don't think I'm dealing with that emotion healthy at all honestly, I don't really even know how besides just figure it out. Especially since like, there was a lot of like, issues? And a lot of unresolved stuff? As in like for example, my mom and I had some issues, and it also didn't help her death was quick to. Since like she got sepsis, and she needed to go to the ER. One week in the ER before being let go to in-home hospice and just one day of that and she was gone.
Besides that, after her death, my dad started to relapse with his drinking a month or two later, and then just a whole bunch of other stuff like constantly be worried for him or hoping he doesn't drink himself to death or other things like my sister's husband threatening to hurt my dad months ago. But it's just like, a feeling I haven't really been able to properly deal with that emotion because I'm too busy worried about other things. I know when my dog died a few months ago, my dog really brought a lot of this back out again, especially since his death was sudden to. And all it just feels like is im going extremely spiraling downwards, especially due to mental health stuff contributing. Just like getting extremely lost at times and then having to find my way back.
Maybe this is kind of silly?, but a week or two ago I was trying to take care of this insect that found it's way inside because it's cold and everything. Anyways it ended up dying and it like, manage to bring out those feeling of grief to. Mainly just like when I felt like when my dog died on like that day in september. at least for a brief moment, but it wasn't as intense as when my dog died. But I dunno, It just seems like I really need to figure this out.
Anyways thanks for taking the time to respond! I hope things are going better for you! since I remember you talking about issues with like with your dad and with his drinking.
Tbh in my experience this is generally a selfish way of expressing discomfort with/an inability to process proximity to your grief, mixed with a misguided fetishization of emotional stuntedness/emotional suppression/stiff upper lip stoicism. doubly so if it comes from men/masc ppl, tbqh. feel what you feel and don't apologize for it or police it in your head. i miss friendships from roughly a decade ago where no one even died, we just had a falling out or drifted out of touch.
grief stuff, alcoholism and also bug care
Shit, we have a lot in common lol, I wish it were positive stuff. My grandma got sepsis too, she came down with pneumonia and I think she had a complication with a procedure and she went from "hey she's pretty sick" to "hey she's in the hospital" to "hey she's getting a procedure" to "hey she has sepsis and is on a ton of antibiotics and drugs" to "hey she died" in like a weekWe weren't super close because my grandparents lived halfway across the country but she was always really sweet to me and spoiled me (I was her only biological grandkid and her other is an uncle's stepchild from his wife's previous marriage and was already an adult when they joined the family) but it still felt like whiplash even though she'd been declining a lot for years leading up to it
My dad's been some severity of alcoholic my whole life and probably years before I was born (my mom pretty much looked the other way until it got really ugly and by then it was pretty much too late imo since he doesn't really want to change) but my whole adolescence and adulthood so far has had "try to keep them both afloat" as a major part to the detriment of my own livelihood and social life and being an only child that's had to basically parent your parents since before you were an adult and is only getting harder as they get older and need more help and you're all struggling financially has gotten extremely stressful and he's gotten a lot worse and it just a nasty miserable doddering old piece of shit now and I can't stand to be around him anymore than I absolutely have to
My whole life right now is pretty much just keep myself afloat, do almost every household task for my parents so their place doesn't turn into a health code violation, take care of my cats, and go to the gym
I don't have irl friends anymore, I don't go to concerts or movies or sports games, I don't really have hobbies other than reading and posting here and listening to music. Idk, I've put so much of my stress and resentment into just masochistic exercise since it's been the only way I've found personally to quit drinking, but I'm running into the thought of "hey even if I achieved my ideal body, I'm still a lonely weirdo loser, so what am I even doing?" Having shredded legs doesn't make you happy in itself when you don't really have any people in your life than aren't there out of obligation or financial necessity and idk what to do about that
(sorry got kinda ranty venting there)
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I had a lizard as a pet as a kid and a little terrarium set up for raising crickets to feed him, and one time a cricket kept managing to escape, and I kept catching it again hearing it chirping under some furniture or something, and eventually named it Houdini and just gave it its own little bug penthouse and kept it as a pet until it died of old age and I cried for days about it
Granted, I was and am a damn weiner kid
, but having strong empathy and feeling grief acutely isn't a weakness imo if you can use those feelings towards helping others and improving yourself and your situation.
I don't know what your situation is like other than the dad stuff and know it sounds like a naive and shitty "um sweety have u tried yoga???" ass thing, but (strenuous) exercise really has helped me a lot lately
I probably would have lost my shit in some ugly ways with my dad on multiple occasions if I weren't swimming in endorphins half the time and too tired to be as pissed off at him as some of the incidents probably deserve
If you ever want exercise advice feel free to ask, I'm not a licensed anything or serious athlete but I am a big nerd and think I'm pretty knowledgeable about workout stuff
Exercise, caffeine, nicotine, kratom and micro (and sometimes macro) doses of psilocybin have pretty much been keeping me on my feet for a month and change at this point and I've been to the gym at least once a day since I got a new membership in early November and has (mostly) kept me away from alcohol
If you want any advice on supplements and nootropic stuff too, ask away
Hope things improve for you, it really sounds like you deserve for them too and you seem like a sweet person to me and I hope you find a better grief that is easier on you.
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