Marco Mengoni e il mito della sessualità fluida

Reflections by Massimo Battaglio

In questi giorni, sta facendo discutere un’intervista rilasciata dal cantante Marco Mengoni al Corriere della Sera: “Noi giovani, felici di essere instabili e fludi in amore“. L’ormai trentenne protagonista della canzone italiana, sollecitato a parlare del proprio orientamento sessuale, glissa.

“La mia vita privata, sui social, non mi va di mettercela. Se è privata, non mi va di mettere in mezzo persone che non c’entrano con la mia fama […] Noi 30enni siamo messi meglio di chi ci ha preceduto. La mia generazione è fluida, più aperta in tutti i sensi e mi dispiace per le persone che ci governano non si aprano alla natura. Io non contemplo paletti e muri, non mi accorgo della tonalità della carnagione o della scelta di amare un uomo o una donna".

Parole raffinate, senz’altro più di quelle di un Renato Zero o di una Gianna Nannini  che, per evidenti ragioni di marketing, hanno sempre negato l’evidenza rasentando talvolta la volgarità. Ma il succo è sempre quello: volete farmi dire che sono gay o bisex? Neanche per sogno.

La raffinatezza della non-confessione di Marco Mengoni, a qualcuno è piaciuta. Esistono davvero tanti giovani e meno giovani che trovano in quell’aggettivo “fluido"An elegant way out to beatular from the burden of giving a definition. There is a whole literature in this regard, complete with philosophers on the head. But it is a literature that, to the most, makes angry.

Rightly, I feel like saying. Because the theme of the self-defines and the refusal of "labels" can also be important but-I fear-it is a topic of sophisticated people. To me I am in the suburbs, it seems a question of privileged, the prerogative of those who have already solved more fundamental problems (primary needs, it was said once). Where, for fundamental problems, I don't only mean eating and sleeping but also, for example, accepting and being accepted.

In my part, the problem of homosexual young people is not being "fluid", Smooth or carbonated that it is. They are not to discuss whether their sexuality is added or effervescent natural. Their effort consists rather in trying to live the story with the classmate without being slaughtered in order not to be bullied. They are not afraid of the labels but of the barrels. Bottes that would double at home, edited by Madri not so" inclusive ", and would continue in the oratory, in the square, soccer.

The guys I see turning in my neighborhood would be pleased to "define themselves" if it weren't seriously dangerous. The question they ask me most often is: "But do you know about you? And how did you do it?"

How beautiful it would be if, in addition to the poor answers I can give, these young friends could benefit from someone's testimony "that matters". A few courageous singer, some sincere influencers, could be an important resource. Instead, the "cultured" escapades of Marco Mengoni bring everything back on decades. They refer to Pasolini's time, when homosexuality was a private thing for luxury lords, a bad stuff to live in Nascoto, provided that it could be afforded.

Warning: I don't pretend that any public personage immediately throws himself on talking about himself. I understand that a gradual maturation is needed. I find it very right that you don't want to skip the steps, if only to avoid saying things that could be harmful. But this maturation must be there, if you do not want to escape your inevitable educational (or non -educational) function. And in the meantime, while you are maturing, a healthy silence is better, rather than a "cultured" shot.

The episode of the Pentecost. After the passion of Jesus, the apostles do not immediately understand that it is their moment. On the contrary: they have strong doubts that the master is truly risen. They are afraid to go out. But they are not in idleness. They set themselves in motion: they discuss, pray, they resume their works but then return to dinner together, to continue the discussion and prayer. And forward so until they notice the gift of the Holy Spirit.

At that point, they can no longer be silent: they come out in the square, they challenge every danger, they declare who they are and what they will be, from that moment, their mission. And to make themselves understood better, they do not use words as philosophers but express themselves in the languages ​​of all those they meet.

If they made it, poor illiterate fishermen, anyone can do it. Just cultivate the right, positive concept of self. And to act knowing that whatever he says or dormers, he will still leave his signs, good or bad, depending on.