Beauty, Tradition & Fascism in Antonio Gramsci’s Sardinia

by Angela Corrias
In Sardinia the guest is sacred.
This is the first thing visitors notice, and in my hometown, Ghilarza, there is no exception.
Nestled between the lake Omodeo, once the biggest artificial basin in Europe, and the basaltic plateau of the Guilcer, this cozy hamlet lies in the very heart of the big island. Here, everyone knows each other, and animals still have right of way. Manners and traditions blend exquisitely, and I can't help but be amused at tourists, taken aback when children wave at them. It's not a mere indication of politeness; it's an ancestral manifestation of the ...