Dopo che a Parigi hanno deciso di rimuovere i lucchetti d’amore lasciati dai ragazzini sul Ponts des Arts, Jonathan Jones — che è ormai diventato, se non il nostro critico d’arte di riferimento, quanto meno il polemista più amato — mette un punto o due sulla questione:
Love locks are visually repulsive. They are barnacles that accumulate in a mass of decaying metal. It is sad that the idea of love should be reduced to a copycat custom that turns tourists into dull clones. As a token of love, a padlock is about as personal as a rude Valentine’s card bought from a shop. But what makes the fad inexcusable is its magnetic attraction to some of the most beautiful cityscapes on Earth. You won’t find love locks on many motorway bridges but the Ponte Vecchio in Florence, the Ponte Milvio in Rome and – until this week – the Pont des Arts are covered in them.
Purtroppo Jones ne ricorda anche l’origine tutta italiana e dovuta ad un romanzetto di quelli che andavano di moda qualche anno fa, pubblicato da una sedicente casa editrice per ex intellettuali:
Roman teenagers took up the habit and tourists joined in. The tide of padlocks has since swept over the most romantic river crossings that people can find. It is as stupid as climbing a mountain and leaving a crisp packet at the top, or seeking out the most unspoiled beach and stubbing out cigarettes in the sand. Seriously. This is not a romantic thing to do. It is a wanton and arrogant act of destruction. It is littering. It is an attack on the very beauty that people supposedly travel to Paris or Rome to see.