The documents are encrypted by privacy, the maps are closed to most. The story, the one we are about to tell you, however, is imprinted in black and white in the most shameful dossier of the wind attack on Montiferru. All secreted in this strip of land kissed by forests of other times, gutted by the unheard-of violence of enemy fire. Behind the invasion of mistral blades and predators, between Marghine and Planargia, a real "feud of the wind" is taking place, with heavy names and billionaire deals. It would all be surreal if it weren't for the documents that we have come into possession of to mark everything, hidden in the maze of a ministry that every day more and more turns out to be the State office dedicated to the wind-powered assault on Sardinia.
Surreal story
In this story there are the disputed projects, the predestined areas and the contenders, first anonymous companies and now leading players in the Italian business-energy arena. The plot of this affair to be consumed on the ashes of Montiferru is marked by an impressive sequence of dates and coincidences. It is Christmas Eve 2021 when a joint-stock company, with the high-sounding name of "Infrastrutture Spa" files the project to "colonize" the wind close to the great fire that just 5 months earlier had devastated that paradise to the Ministry of Ecological Transition terrestrial.
The beginning of the assault
It is the beginning of the great assault. Pier Francesco Rimbotti's company is shrewd like few others. The project known as the "Suni Wind Farm" provides for massive expropriations of land and air, the air to be sliced with blows of blades reaching 206 meters high towards the sky of the Planargia. Expropriations for a pseudo energy infrastructure which, according to the disproportionate corporate ego, should be an intervention to be counted among those of "public utility". In reality, that expropriation plan has nothing in the public interest if not the launch of an unprecedented invasion of these lands still in many ways untouched, miraculously free from that tangle of steel between nuraghes and exclusive landscapes.











