I confess, the ceremonies have always been, and are particularly annoying for me. Accurate, religious ones, for he lay me excited, but among the religious, the only ones that are exception to the prevailing boredom and my love so deeply, are the funeral, primarily because they are short, why impose an attitude and a serious expression and posture, given the painfulness of the occasion, which is well suited and fits with my perennial and dignified melancholy background and above all because, at the end of these and exchanged ritual greetings and sad condolences to the families of the deceased, each in their homes can return, and followed without additional steps.
hatred rather festive ceremonies, baptisms, which I appear as the first imposition of adults on the recent baby, christenings, fortunately now more rare, and above all the marriages that undertake a full day, even worse if they work.
In these, the religious ceremony in church, often a grueling length, is merely the first act of a comedy, tragedy for me, when I am forced to participate in three acts, the second, which consists in the ritual of picture with the bride and groom, put in unrealistic and the last, the dining room, as a natural and obvious, the most dangerous and exhausting, long, interminable, exhausting and claustrophobic for me I can not bear to stay more than five minutes sitting at the table, very slow with pauses and intervals between courses at each other and when everything finally seems over, last but not least, the ritual cutting of wedding cake with this by of the couple and the toast, real torture for me teetotal.
That said, I felt an instinctive understanding and human solidarity in seeing the Holy Father, for which I really do not feel sympathy for personal and ideological reasons, suffered a sudden spasm morfeico, complete with a papal tiara on her head, crush an impromptu nap as improvident, the sight of all, who knows what during the ceremony such as admissions, overcome by sleep, and perhaps even boredom.
I can easily imagine the consternation and embarrassment of a faithful priest to his left, had to wake him gently, with a loving gesture of the hand, not to knock the pontifical susceptibility and save as an improper drop image.
Domenico Mazzullo
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