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He wanted to be the century.

But the wolf ages. The century turns. And the son becomes the father of ruins. mussolini - son of the century

Not a man of his time, but the time itself—its pulse, its wound, its howl. Benito Mussolini looked at the 1900s and saw not a stage but a raw, unformed lump of clay. And he believed, with the faith of the madman and the artist both, that his hands alone could shape it. He wanted to be the century

And all the while, Mussolini speaks. He writes. He shouts into the silence of a nation that has forgotten how to listen, only how to roar. And the son becomes the father of ruins

We watch him rise from the gutter of il Popolo d’Italia , spitting headlines like curses. We watch him transform the Fasci di Combattimento from a handful of street thugs into a national religion. We watch him perform his greatest art: not politics, but theatre. The March on Rome in 1922 was not a coup. It was a dress rehearsal that terrified no one and thrilled everyone. The king handed him power as if handing over an umbrella.

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