Congratulations to the colleagues at Il Tempo who managed to get their hands on the large, in some cases huge, salaries of the team of journalists from Report led by Sigfrido Ranucci. It is called “investigative journalism” and since it involves public money (paid by mamma Rai, that is all of us) it is ridiculous to appeal to privacy protection, especially by colleagues who have built their careers (and their salaries) on the methodical and constant violation of privacy itself (ask the wife of the former minister Sangiuliano who had her private phone calls with her husband, which had nothing to do with the ongoing investigation, aired in prime time on Report).
Years ago, to be clear, L’Espresso did a scoop, publishing the salary of Vittorio Feltri, the new director of Il Giornale: “He is the first journalist to earn eight hundred million lire” said the headline. Feltri announced a lawsuit: “They are defaming me, I am the first to earn over a billion.” Different times, different men, one should only be ashamed of the money they steal, the money honestly earned should rather be a source of pride.
The outcry from those involved, from the left, and from the leaders of our profession raises the suspicion that indeed there is something to hide in those salaries, at least something unclear in the sense that one can hypothesize that Report had become – given the gap with the average salaries of Rai journalists – a republic unto itself, out of control in every sense.
Courage colleagues of Report, take it sportingly: those who wound with a scoop sooner or later perish by a scoop, it is an old rule from which there is no escape. And when it happens, going to whine to various political “dads” looking for protection and understanding is not something for a “fearless and spotless reporter profession,” it is for unlucky low-level employees (professionally gray and modest) of the trade.
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