“Someone get a doctor!” called out a voice at the back.
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“I-Isaac Carpi,” said the Blackshirt as his skin paled and his voice quivered. Mussolini was awestruck by the proceedings, ignoring the commotion around Giovana and kneeling beside the Blackshirt. Officially, he was resisting arrest, although documentation has shown since that he was beaten to death while already incapacitated. Giovana would never fire a third, as he was wrestled to the ground and dragged off. The bullet struck him in the chest – as would the second. The dictator would recall ‘I was as certain of the inevitability of my death as I certain I am here right now.’ Giovana fired the pistol … but the bullet never reached the dictator.Ī Blackshirt had flung himself in front of his leader, his Duce. By sheer luck, he was able to weave through the security and get close enough to his target.īy the time he got close enough, he made a dash and leaped in front of Mussolini. He was a 22-year-old Communist who had managed to procure a firearm. That was, of course, with the exception of Roberto Giovana. For the moment, at least, the Fascists were quite popular with the population. On all sides were the Blackshirts, specifically the more aesthetic ones to give a positive impression of the Fascist movement at large – not that anyone was in the mood to fight back against a Totalitarian Dictatorship unless their backs were totally to the wall. Once the speech concluded, he was escorted around the back of the stage.
For the moment, he was more interested in his relations with the newly formed Vatican state and his moves in the Balkans and Africa. However, at the time, he took little emotional interest. He was vaguely aware of a certain Austrian attempting to become the President of Germany who was had quite pronounced opinions to say the least. He had never considered himself too concerned with the Jewish question and didn’t think much of it. Mussolini had concluded another one of his fiery speeches to the faithful in Milan. It would determine Italy’s trajectory for the whole rest of the century, and with it the whole of the Middle East, Africa and the Eastern Bloc. Because of what happened that day, millions would live who would otherwise have died, and millions would die who would otherwise have lived. It was a day that would determine the lives of millions. Extract from 'The New Roman Empire' by David Lassinger