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#64 From villains to vulnerability: comparing The Diplomat and House of Cards

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When I watched the third season of The Diplomat last weekend, by the end of it I felt disappointed—but I couldn’t quite tell why. Then, while discussing it with my girlfriend, I started comparing it to House of Cards, and things became a bit clearer.

House of Cards: a villain’s journey

In House of Cards, we follow politicians constantly walking a thin line between crime and legality, all while being pursued by relentless media investigations. Their desperate attempts to obstruct the journalists who hunt them down lead them to commit increasingly horrible crimes.

That, as simple as it sounds, is the show’s secret formula: it’s a villain’s journey, not a hero’s one. Frank and Claire Underwood create Machiavellian plans to gain ever more power and ultimately conquer the world. The media try to expose them, but the Underwoods manipulate everyone around them—using every dirty trick possible—to come out on top.

They betray both allies and opponents, many of whom crumble under the pressure of being framed and exposed. The only survivors are Frank and Claire: a psychopathic couple whose deceit and manipulation keep us glued to the screen. Despite everything, they remain loyal to each other.

And that’s what we love about the show. Beneath all the corruption and ruthlessness, there’s an unbreakable bond—an unconditional love encompassing romance, friendship, partnership, and shared ambition. It transcends everyone and everything else. They are there for each other, no matter how dark the deeds. At least in the first two seasons, if I remember well… before things start to collapse.

The Diplomat: psychological politics

In The Diplomat, by contrast, we see a bunch of reckless players acting unchecked behind the scenes, seemingly with total impunity. They have a blank check to do whatever they want, which feels far removed from reality—especially in the American political system, where influential media like The Wall Street Journal and The Washington Post usually go to great lengths to expose wrongdoing, when they manage to grasp the full picture.

Kate and Hal Wyler, the couple at the heart of the show, have gone too far without ever having a real conversation about their problems, desires, needs, or pains. We meet them on the brink of divorce, and eventually, they do separate. They compete against each other, weighed down by doubts and insecurities.

Writing this now, I realize I actually appreciate the humanity of these two. Relationships are tough—no matter how powerful, rich, or influential you are—and the show captures that realism beautifully. I also like how flawed and conflicted everyone is. Aren’t we all?

We live in an age where it’s not just about pretending for others; we often end up lying to ourselves too. As a society, we’ve become both the performers and the audience of our own self-deception.

Are you not entertained?

Kind of—but not really.

Despite all these interesting layers, The Diplomat often feels more like a mockumentary than a political drama. The plot seems unnecessarily convoluted, and the dialogue is hard to follow at times. I kept feeling like I was missing something crucial.

Another aspect that caught my attention was the absence of characters representing figures like the Secretary of State and the Secretary of Defense—at least not in a consistent way. In a geopolitical thriller where the focus is clearly on the United States, the lack of these two key roles doesn’t make much sense.

The show also struggles to establish a clear antagonist—which, by contrast, in House of Cards was represented by the media. Here, the characters are their own enemies—an idea that could open deeper philosophical debates, but for a thriller, it risks losing the viewer’s emotional anchor. Geopolitics is indeed a complex, multidimensional puzzle, but as an audience, we still need to understand the stakes.

Maybe my expectations were too high for the second and third seasons, since the first one blew me away. Or maybe times have changed, and the creators are trying to capture something more elusive: our inner and outer chaos, the unpredictability of human behavior, and the blurring lines between hero and villain in a world of shifting power dynamics.

Perhaps that’s the point—how we think we understand reality, until a moment later, we realize we have no idea what’s happening.

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#63 “Il giovane che voleva andarsene”, un romanzo – Parte I, 3

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#62 Months later, one movie still sparks deep reflections: Sirāt

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Today I met a friend with whom I love spending time. She’s a few years older than me, but we get along very well. We first met exactly two years ago through a local app called nebenan. At the time, I was desperately looking for someone to practice my German with, so I posted an announcement on the platform—and she responded. Since then, we’ve been meeting regularly, having tandem sessions almost every week.

We’ve reached a point now where we manage to talk about fairly complex topics. Our rule is simple: half an hour in English, half an hour in German. We take notes of each other’s mistakes and analyze them at the end of each round.

I don’t want to discuss our tandem strategy today, though. What I want to talk about is a topic that came up during our session and has stayed with me since I left the café where we met.

We spoke about a movie we both watched—Sirāt. I had actually seen it first, and it impacted me so deeply that I recommended it to everyone I know who appreciates my suggestions. The thing about this movie is that I don’t think everyone will understand or appreciate it. It’s very distant from the world most of us live in or are accustomed to. However, if you’ve ever experienced pure freedom, profound bonding, or deep experimentation in any area of life, I think the movie might speak to you in very personal and powerful ways—even if not in the same way it spoke to me.

If you’re planning to watch it, I’d suggest going in without reading anything about it. But if you want to know the premise, highlight the next paragraph with your mouse:

I’m not going to review the movie in this post—perhaps I’ll write another one about it later.

What emerged from our discussion of Sirāt was a memory of a past relationship I once had with someone who pushed me to limits I didn’t know I could reach. With her, I experienced things I never thought I would. But things didn’t last—she was too intense, too unpredictable. And as much as I tried to make it work, at some point I felt compelled to break up with her. I did, though I believe she was unconsciously—or consciously—pushing me to do it. But that’s not the point here.

What matters is the awareness that surfaced from that reflection. I’ve always dreaded breakups. I don’t think anyone sane enjoys them. It breaks my heart to break someone else’s heart, and the feeling of loneliness and emptiness often drives me into another relationship too quickly—which isn’t the healthiest response. Still, I’ve been lucky to share meaningful connections with special souls, aside from a few situations where I regretted starting something serious too soon with clear mismatches.

What I’ve learned through one relationship after another is that I shouldn’t overthink things too much. Of course, it’s important to learn from each experience and take time to heal emotionally and mentally. But there’s no rulebook for life. Things happen, and we have to go with them—trusting both the process and ourselves. For me, that’s still hard, mostly because of my constant need for balance and peace—things I’m still learning how to compromise on.

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#61 “Il giovane che voleva andarsene”, un romanzo – Parte I, 2

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#60 “Il giovane che voleva andarsene”, un romanzo – Parte I, 1

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#59 Blogging after a holiday

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Being stressed about something simple

Having not published any posts for two weeks made me frustrated.
“Calm down, nobody missed your posts anyway…” whispers my brain. It’s the low-self-esteem part of my brain speaking—the part that always sounds like that bully from high school we wished would break his leg in an accident… and he never fucking did!

BUT there is truth in what that part of my brain has been telling me. It’s actually not that big of a deal, if I skip some publications. Right?
Right!

I’m doing this because I enjoy writing, correct? I don’t earn shit when posting a new article, right?
Right!

And yet, my diligent, disciplined, and consistency-oriented side doesn’t want to let go of the disappointment stemming from losing the “weekly track record,” a self-made goal.
Maybe, deep down in the unconscious, this has something to do with my childhood, and a desire for predictability and control… Isn’t everything related to that? Our childhood.

Then there is the other part of my brain speaking—the part that justifies every single missed opportunity with nonsensical, misapplied Stoic-inspired quotes like “there is no right or wrong”, “everything happens for a reason”, or “keep calm, trust the process.” After all, even when I don’t post, I am devoting time to improve my work. I am working on new ideas, polishing my old posts, analyzing my content, trying to figure out the SEO stuff… And I have a list of open tabs in my head all the time. Things I want to do in my blog that don’t include writing. So technically I am always kind of working on this project.

And yet, unless I write and post something, there is a lingering feeling of non-achievement, stinging me like a mosquito, over and over.

This is why I’m coming up with this spontaneous reflection, which sounds more like a rant than anything else.
Let’s try to make the most out of it, though.

Planning the break

First, we have to act before it even happens: it’s important to plan.
Having a clear idea of how we will handle the blog break matters. Do we want to schedule a few posts in advance? Warn our audience (if we have one) about our temporary absence? Bring moleskine and pen with us and take some random notes from time to time?

And that, right there, was my first mistake. I didn’t prepare a plan, anything. Or better, I deluded myself (by bringing moleskine and pen) that I would prolifically write neat posts, which I would then transcribe and publish right away on my return. Well, guess what happened? I had fun on my holiday. I just relaxed and enjoyed it. And throughout the whole week, I had no intention whatsoever of being productive in any freaking way. As it’s supposed to happen. It’s a holiday!

The return and acclimatizing again

Key is keeping in mind the transition phase from holiday to real life. Responsibilities, day-to-day errands, the oppressing energy of the city, the change of seasons—all these things hit you hard.
Personally, I feel like shit the first two, three weeks after a holiday, as I would love to stay in it. Accept it, do things that make you feel better, and don’t take real life too seriously. At the end of the day, we are all hustling, trying to survive while enjoying life a little, without too many worries, especially when there’s a freaking season change in the middle. I can’t begin to explain how my brain is being fucked up by all these.

So, calculate a couple of extra weeks to acclimatize upon return from a holiday.

Restarting to write

Forget about the big projects and fancy posts—just forget about it.

Instead, wait until something spontaneous—something that feels true to you—comes up, then throw the words on paper (or on the screen) and start piecing together the puzzle as you go.

If you are blocked

Accept it and try to chill. It’s also a good chance to read what other bloggers are up to—what are they writing? Is there a topic you’ve been wanting to explore as a reader? Do you follow someone inspiring you’ve been wondering what they were up to? This is a perfect time for “stalking.”

What else?

Out of curiosity, I checked some articles on the same topic. I checked them after writing mine, as I didn’t want to be influenced by existing material, even though SEO experts suggest doing research before you write, to get a sense of what it takes to be on the top ranks. Screw that! Haha.

Anyways, here are a couple of articles that I found actually useful (and a very similar take to mine, even though more concise) and that I will keep as a reminder for the next time I will go on holiday.

1) https://www.exprance.com/how-to-return-to-blogging-after-a-break/
2) https://www.productiveblogging.com/how-to-juggle-blogging-and-holidays/
3) https://www.nosegraze.com/vacation-post-or-not-post/

One last thing

At the end of the day, blogging after a break isn’t about punishing myself for lost momentum—it’s about embracing the reset and letting creativity return at its own pace. Next time, maybe I’ll plan a little more, or maybe I’ll just let the holiday do what holidays are supposed to do: help me enjoy life, recharge, and come back when inspiration strikes.