The world owes Italia, well the Italians and their predecessors a great deal. Even on a modern computer we still use old-fashioned Latin letters. We spoil our palates with pizza, spaghetti and gelato and rinse it down with Asti Spumante or Riccadonna and then we seal it all off with an espresso or cappuccino.

America would not be called America were it not for the Italian explorer Amerigo Vespucci. ( Waldseemüller map or Universalis Cosmographia of 1507)
But it is in the vein of Matteo Ricci, who made the first Chinese world map (Kunyu Wanguo Quantu - 坤輿萬國全圖) that Il Cavaliere Berlusconi, a concoction of testosterone, melted cheese and bits of mouldy Trump, made his own map of Europe.