The following is a recording to be played to the auditorium before the play begins. It is to educate them on the background to the play as well as an understanding on the characters.Giuseppe "Pino" Pinelli is the name, I tell you now I have no shame.

International Baccalaureate World Literature

The following is a recording to be played to the auditorium before the play begins. It is to educate them on the background to the play as well as an understanding on the characters. The auditorium is to be in complete darkness with a single spotlight situated on an old fashioned stool with a tape player situated on top.

Il signor Giuseppe pinelli siete sotto arresto il sospetto dell'assassinio di sedici persone e il pregiudizio di ottanta quattro dopo i bombardamenti che ha avuto luogo a Piazza Fontana precedenti 12 oggi il dicembre 1969.

“If you would please state your full name for the recording”...

Giuseppe "Pino" Pinelli is the name, I tell you now I have no shame

I apologise now your wasting time, I am not the man you seek out for this crime

“And your date of birth”… “October 21, 1928”

“Now Mr Pinelli do you understand why you have been placed under arrest?”

I am here because of my beliefs, not because I have done anything wrong

I am here because of my friends, you have contested for far too long

I am here because of my brothers, sisters and friends

I am here because you want me as a scapegoat, but this is where it ends!

( Sound of chairs scraping along the floor followed by a window being opened. Screams are then heard followed by the sirens of an ambulance and blue spotlights being shone frantically through audience)

Darkness.10 second silence followed by very dim white lighting covering the auditorium.

Everthing you have just witnessed was the build up to my death, everything said was the truth. My beliefs and occupation as a railway worker ...

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I am here because of my brothers, sisters and friends

I am here because you want me as a scapegoat, but this is where it ends!

Darkness.10 second silence followed by very dim white lighting covering the auditorium.

Everthing you have just witnessed was the build up to my death, everything said was the truth. My beliefs and occupation as a railway worker were the reason for early death, why I was taken away from my family’s grasp, and why the real criminals are still free to roam knowing it is I who have been punished.

Picture Milan: The Galeria, The Duomo, The Montenapoleone… now close your eyes.

(A large bang is heard throughout the auditorium acompanied by white strobe lighting: it is the bombing of the Piazza Fontana).

It is 16.37. The first explosion has just taken place… thankfully you were in a building a few blocks away. I however was many blocks away at home with my wife Licia Rognini; but still they wont believe me! They insist it was me who planted the bomb at the Piazza as well as the others in Rome and Milan. Its clear they have selected me along with the other 79 people they arrested because of our political views: oh wait I should explain a little bit more about our political spectrum at the time… well here goes.

Your back in 1969 and Italy is a divided turbulant country, with the proletariat and bourgeousie along with established political groups on either the far left or right. No government could understand or control the people leading to catastrophes such as the 1969 bombings. I was informed that there should have been a previous bomb which failed to detonate in a bank in Milan which police blew up themselves instead of the bomb disposal unit safely removing it; if your thinking what I am then that is extremely strange. However it was the bombing of the Piazza that left people marvelling at the aftermath for years to come: the bombing I am being held for! The bombings which later you will be told was by the blacks(facists), much later when it is too late to save me!

I sit hear taking my last breaths before the window is opened and I plummet to my death. Instead of being at home with my wife and two daughters I am here being held for longer than I should be…for a crime I did not commit. I am not here because of crime I am here because of my beliefs.

My early life was spent like every other child at elementary school however I found my place on the political spectrum at the age of 16 when I took part in an antifacist resistance as a runner for the ‘Franco’ brigade. Ten years later I joined the railways and a year later married and started my family… how I miss my 3 beauties Licia, Silvia and Claudia: how will they deal with life when I have gone?

I joined the anarchist group the ‘Gioventu Libertaria’ which contained little over 20 members. I was then a proud founder of the ‘Saxxo and Vsnzetti Circle’ in 1965… I say proud because nothing I did during my life I would change… I’d rather die for something I was passionate about than dying a foolish man who did not have the courage to be true to himself. It has been 4 days now and I have been kept here which is 48 hours over the maximum law. It is the 15th December at 23.55PM and I should be at home with my family! The police have come and taken me back to the question room now, it must be on or around the 4th floor because I have been made to walk up a lot of stairs in order to get to this extremely small and cold room; I am so weak my legs feel like they could give way at any moment now: I am seated. I am wearing only trousers and shirt so I am truly feeling the cold… I shiver! As I plead my innocence my words fall on deafened ears and the man in front reaches for the telephone just as another opened the window behind me.. again I shivered!

I had the courage to stick it out, regardless of accusations flying about;

I never felt guilt for what I believe, and now im so glad that my family can grieve.

Now theres the truth unfalsified, no more people thinking I lied;

Now i can be laid to rest in peace, no more interference from fraudulant police.

But now its your turn to face the tale, about the death of a passionate male.