Ingrid D. Rowland
Berlusconi’s Machiavellian Moment
Several remarkable things have happened here in Italy in the past week. One: Prime Minister Silvio Berlusconi, that self-styled man for all seasons—tycoon, soccer team owner, politician, crooner, swain—the perennial fixer who not too long ago said, in Milanese dialect, *ghe pensi mi*, “I’ll take care of it”—“il premier,” *il Cavaliere* (that is, Sir Silvio), has apparently been driven by the present political situation to say, “I don’t know what to do.”
September 10, 2010
