Suddenly, there was darkness. On Saturday in Macerata, Italy reached one of the darkest points in its recent history, one in which our worst nightmares seem to have come true, reminiscent of the movie Hunting Scenes from Bavaria. The mad shooter targeting people based on their ethnicity, the bodies falling to the ground one after another, the car racing in search of new victims of color, the whole city paralyzed with everyone locked in their houses—all this tells us we have descended one more step into the abyss.
It is not the first case of bloody racist violence in Italy. On Dec. 13, 2011, in Piazza Dalmazia in Florence, two young Senegalese, Samb Modou and Diop Mor, were cut down by the bullets from Gianluca Casseri’s .357 Magnum. Casseri was a fascist and member of CasaPound, who, hunted by the police, committed suicide shortly thereafter. And, just a year and a half ago, there was the murder of Emmanuel Chidi Namdi, a Nigerian, butchered by a far-right madman as he tried to defend his girlfriend, in Fermo, not far from Macerata.
But the terror in Macerata goes a step further. For one, because of the manner and motive of the crime: the intent to avenge the terrible death of Pamela Mastropietro, in the typical manner that led to lynchings in Jim Crow America, indiscriminately targeting the alleged compatriots of the alleged murderer (and even ignoring the fact that the quick arrest of the latter was due to the valuable testimony of a witness who was not Italian, but himself African).