The gobbula , a typical long-standing Sassari tradition. A popular satirical composition in rhyme, strictly in dialect, on local episodes, facts and characters. Often used, in very ironic and above all amusing terms, never mean, to make fun of politicians and their initiatives.
The flop of the Sassari New Year's Eve, that of the group dances in the squares, which were sensationally deserted, obviously could not go unnoticed. And in fact it was the object of an unknown gobbula that is going viral. On social media and mobile phones. But even in public places it has become the main topic of conversations between patrons.
Naturally, the creators of the New Year's jokes are targeted: Mayor Nanni Campus and Culture Councilor Laura Useri. « A cantemmu a li tre re. Deu zi dogghia dugna well. And pa primmu at Campus Nanni. Lu gran “King of New Years”. Who approbaddu, pobarettu, di la Useri lu progettu ». This is the gobbula's desecrating attack. Which continues with the same meter, in expressions that are always unequivocally popular. ' Such sad New Year's Eve we've never seen before. Mamma meia, guasthi manni. Marasorthi at Campus Nanni; and the Useri e “ballolandia” 'nnorammara chi si innandia ».
If the mayor Nanni Campus defends, but wants to reflect on his choices, whoever took it badly, very badly, is precisely the councilor for Culture Laura Useri. Instead, she let herself go on an outburst on her Facebook wall. " Are we sure we haven't crossed the line?" - comments by the way, among other passages -. Isn't writing ad hoc poems, with content that is anything but noble, beyond the human limit that everyone should respect? Doesn't it violate some moral rules, which distinguish good people from less good ones?».
A patch worse than the hole. In fact, one of the first comments on the outburst was the inevitable "Resign immediately". Between some official defense, the comments on the assessor's outburst were almost all negative. Irony is in fact sacred in Sassari. Woe to touch her. The gobbula came out a clear winner. And it could not be otherwise. In the city of the cinfra, on a New Year's Eve that, willy-nilly, will go down in history.