My thesis research led me to Gambini the flight attendant, retired after 32 years of duty (it recalls the untimely retirement of this guy but Gambini, in fact, loved his job.) What I should tell you is that I'm researching the Corsican immigrant experience in the U.S., France, and elsewhere. Never mind questioning it because I shall pursue it and as I sit here stiff-necked with Dilemma playing in a loop, I hiss a violent prayer that this post finds you in an identical position.
The great Gambini told me a great deal about Corsican superstitions (salt!) like salt, which christens new homes and is a customary companion on all long travels. He also told me of the grigri, an amulet of a fist (mano figa) or horned hand (mano cornuto.) This is worn by many Corsicans and Italians to remedy the evil eye (side note: as longtime neighbors and previous invaders to Corsica, Italians share a many cultural overlaps with the island.)
When Gambini was recently caught without his ‘gri-gri’ during a compliment, he stuck his hand in his back pocket and gestured the horned hand himself. Clinton is less subtle: