Thursday, December 31, 2009
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There are still a few hours, and greet this year draws to a close, this time I think or rather, what is left of this year.
Soon, very soon.
remain the betrayals, disappointments, bitterness.
I think of a harder tomorrow and if I measure up to face new challenges.
errors at times that I laughed, I've suffered and I did suffer.
Sometimes I'm excited.
At times I felt alive.
Then the images are, that most impressed me.
exasperated that people take to the streets, angry, a photograph of a real country, a country in disarray and its last legs, that is finding the strength to fight this daily nightmare. As the Iranian people
, hands, hearts, faces against the guns and tanks, and in fact they kill you for a future, to be truly free men and women.
remain dead at work, forgotten heroes, anyway.
remain boys who challenge the icy seas whaling to save the largest mammals on earth, and make the world understand asleep, madness in which we are hunting.
And then the disappointment of those who must decide and not decide anything, they decide to feed millions of people, they decide to save a planet that is dying, and we with him.
future generations, your dicks are, we are already dead by the time, dead inside, and even we realized.
I say this from time immemorial, we are going to the madness, a madness collective, where the first victim is common sense, logic, respect, in fact the result is clear for all to see.
cheerfully descend into the underworld, so reassure us that all is well, for them, for us poor mortals, there is little to be happy.
The poor are getting poorer and the rich are getting richer, this is already bringing
(rightly) to tensions also strong, while they, in the face of discomfort, tell us to tone down the rhetoric. Right, go and tell those who do not get to half of the month, to tone down.
disgusts me this false respectability, doing good, but the reality is there another hidden behind the controversy of two pounds, and a succubus of information power.
But something is moving, slowly, slowly and inexorably I hope, towards a new release, I just hope it's not too late.
I think of those who have left us, and that will be added to those who have never forgotten.
I think about what could be and was not.
I think they are tired, who is really unlucky, the last, the first and second last,
I think I should be better, and that there is still much to do, so much love to give.
Tomorrow is no time to think but to do.
Sunday, December 13, 2009
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Monday, December 21 at 18.00 in the Hall of Communion and Liberation Via Porto Salvo second will be held the Presentation of Country Curtains 2009-10 titled "Crisis or development: the person makes a difference " . Participate Rosetta Brambilla, AVSI missionary in Brazil for over 30 years, Everton Mendes and Gilberto Lima.
Saturday, December 12, 2009
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Presentation of AVSI TENTS 2009 - 2010
The theme of the development of peoples is intimately linked to the development of each man. The human person by nature, is actively involved in his own development (CV, 68). The Country Curtains
2009-10 falls at a particularly delicate the global crisis that has hit the world and in particular those most vulnerable places where AVSI works.
same time, for AVSI crisis also affects availability of resources, both public and private. On the one hand increase the need for help and our wavering other budgets. For this initiative to every single person, even with a small gesture can make a difference.
This has always been the spirit of the Tents, a gesture born in a supermarket parking lot in Lombardy in the early '90s to raise funds in support of AVSI in Uganda and Brazil, which has multiplied over the years. But still retaining their nature of free movement of persons wishing to express their innate power to the charity, the common good. Not an organized campaign, but a chain of actions of a people, to support people in extreme situations.
up to the 600 events, both small and large throughout Italy and even in some countries of the world were made by our supporters just before Christmas 2008.
Gestures that in these 15 years have produced works in many corners of the world. Among them, last year the tents have contributed to the construction of the center for the terminally ill of Father Aldo Trento in Asuncion in Paraguay, a Continuing Education Centre in Kampala, Uganda, where in 2009 4.127 teachers parents and social workers have participated in courses, to support 140 children, including disabled people and their families and their schools in the Holy Land to build a school with attached college in India.
drops that make an ocean, real, tangible. Drops which help to give a human face to our world, against the cynicism and skepticism that often overwhelm our lives. It is not useless. On the contrary. The person makes a difference. You make the difference.
This taught us a Child, born in the stable in Bethlehem 2000 years ago, who chose to be a man among men to tell us that this world, nothing in this life will be lost, because we have a Father, a meaning, forever .
Friday, December 11, 2009
Bumper Repair Cost Repaint
had to happen has happened.
last part of the Italian population, has route's balls supernal, and his government bankruptcy, and took to the streets to say enough, this daily pantomime, a government that has failed, and above all is derailing Italy and its citizens.
are ordinary people who shared the desire to have a normal country, where it is normal to make ends meet, have a steady job, and instead we are afraid of him as a priviligio just a few.
Well they are also precarious our parliamentarians, who has been stationed there, to legislate laws that come in handy only a few, not the majority of the population.
Many, few, no matter, there are, and I'm tired, tired and angry, they are alive,
fucking alive and free to express their dissent towards a policy that no longer represents them, by a government of servants and an opposition that does not put up anything, and then take to the streets, have been meeting over the Internet, and decide the place and time .
Great, great, people who think, that moves, that is not afraid.
are the purple people, but people of all colors that has no color, who have dreams and hopes, crying out his anger, his despair.
I'm with you, people of all ages, free thinkers, it is to liberate Italy from these criminals, do not allow, you already know, but at least we try.
News marginal in the newspaper, "sentenced to six thousand € for beating his dog "evil, only six thousand euro, and the jail?
forgot to jail there are only losers, when they end up murdered.
In a last farewell.
Hello Don Franco, told me
I was one of the first children baptized you, and screamed like a banshee.
Did you know well as I thought, and in church I've seen a few times, but my door to you, it was always open, and you always welcome.
death or you have not caught off guard, now maybe you're in the presence of God who have served so well.
Monday, October 26, 2009
Punsch Aus Christmas Vacation
Then let's go order.
afternoon on the couch, it must be fate if transit on channel five, talking about the case, the sixteen year old girl, raped by a pack of " good guys" and that a whole country, defends.
Scary stuff.
There is on site and sent several guests in the studio, there is also no Sgarbi sitting on a chair tennis court, I do not.
The confirmation sent the hostile climate, against the girl, judged by the whole country, "a no-good" of course the term is another.
seems to be in the middle ages, men and women hurl themselves against the only woman, who openly defends the girl.
In the study, the debate rages, I feel things a certain obviousness, and things make sense. Then it's up to
Sgarbi, starts great, wants the death penalty for those who rape children
do not feel well, I agree with him, I think it never happened, then says a series of nonsense and ends with another account that I find very sensible.
Maybe I'm really getting old.
ends the debate and I think this country, instead of progress, is going backwards.
Facts like this, except that they should not even happen, but I still think that if a girl is raped, if you are looking for, Well we have to seriously think that we are not a civilized country.
Changing channels, disgusted.
Internal evening, I front of the computer, turn on the TV, put on RaiTre, soon there should be a Litizzetto, which I love.
Before Fazio, sits a gentleman in his fifties, from the polite but firm way, I do not know.
do other stuff, but I hear the words of the man who comes to the Mafia, is a magistrate, the ones with the balls, those in the front row. Now the video has also
my eyes and not only the hearing.
's about the Mafia, how it works, a state that is not there, talking quietly to a policy absent, that justice does not want a free and strong, he does not want a modern school, instead of laws that help to counter this cancer, go in the opposite direction.
I think of the courage of this man, the his politics, do not words, and of how serious things he's saying.
fact live under guard for years.
I think, now you know the controversy, strong words, spoken by the mafia who really knows what it is, and does not speak so to speak.
But nothing, as if nothing had happened, goodbye and thanks, applause and the curtain falls, we in the programs of the evening, him on his guard.
For a man like that, I would shake hands.
Finally, Confindustria says the steady job, has now passed. Well. Now
Article 1 of the Constitution cites as: "Italy is a Republic founded on work, precarious, when there is"
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Installing Slate Over Drywall
There are things which, in their extraordinary performance, a captain in the most unusual of a moment. In
daily.
few days ago I was in a shop in the diet of dogs and cats, I wandered the aisles, the shelves to get the feed cats.
Then my attention is drawn to two large eyes, dark, almost fearful.
Define a dog, that wad of hair that I do not know how many pounds, it seems to me too.
small, and that he was almost in a single hand of his master, and chose a leash.
bony hands and consumed, even small small his senior.
Then I meet them, a little further, this time they had to choose a coat for the baby.
You could not soften, those big eyes in a bush of hair, the man who held him tight, as if afraid it went down, and kissed him.
Straits, the future and the past one another.
close proximity of living the present.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
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are filled with impressions, bad impressions, very bad.
I feel a deep sense of sadness, a sense of helplessness.
I try to resign myself to the squalor of the human soul, I try to do with a reason, and I can not.
Should I look out the window and enjoy this strange sun October, but I do not see the sun, I see clouds on the horizon ever larger, more and more black.
I have the impression of living in an oppressed country, where freedom is an abstract concept, where we take the piss saying that the crisis is over, that all is well.
Not true, not true at all.
live in a country where nothing is real, I live in a kind of theater, where you own play, where the actors recite a good part to keep us, and it's all pell-mell.
I have the impression that something bad will happen, that the anger of the people, will lead to social tensions, when the nodes will be laid on the table. When this
theater set up by our politicians, will collapse, people with pieces in the ass, will ask on behalf of all wrongdoing.
We will laugh.
Still, now mourn the deaths of a disaster in Sicily.
yet another victim of nth wrong, that no one will pay as usual.
This is the emblem of a country that is literally crumbling in every respect, political, social, environmental, moral, everything is crumbling.
too quick enough.
About a year ago, this Blog, I had the "foresight" as a modern and secular Nostradamus.
Unfortunately, I was not very wrong, indeed, reckless, has led to tragedies such as Messina, and others will bring.
Schools and hospitals are in disarray, cuts and dishonesty, not taught in schools, it lacks all the hospitals, instead of healing you die.
A mediocre political class, generates inadequate laws, misery and malaise. A Justice
not right, it creates discomfort. A
information is not free to create discomfort.
I have the impression that the day of reckoning approaches.
Finally a thought.
About a year ago, Lilly leave us, here, I just wanted to tell you that we miss you so much.
Friday, August 28, 2009
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"The summer is ending and a year goes ......." began, an old song, which accompanied a summer many years ago.
is now coming in August, and imagery general, the summer ends this month.
August was the busiest month for years longed for, dreamed about all year, counting the days that separated me from longing for holidays and adoration of the sea.
is no longer the case, you are the summer holidays, but also forest fires every year that afflict our forests;
the phenomenon of domestic animals, which in August become too much, in the minds of people fucking shit, sorry I did not want to offend the shit.
August lost that poem, that thoughtlessness, which belonged to adolescence, as it should be.
Now, after having crushed his balls with football summer, the heat (and goes) against the exodus and displacement, the alleged and real stories of celebrities, they realized that September is coming , and with him all the problems to this crisis, many are quick to say that it is passed.
Now and only now realize that in our country, little has been done, and that pay will remain the same.
Autumn, as the sides will be hot or cold, but outside of climate change, I fear it will be hard times for everyone.
now tell us that "maybe" everything will in the to come, too bad to make these predictions are the same ones that have generated this crisis.
expect, at a guess hard times, at all levels, and while people do not get half of the month, our politicians, rendondosi account had not done anything concrete, will continue to fight each other, bounce the blame, and allegations.
Let's stay strong, September is coming.
Saturday, July 25, 2009
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Italian I do not feel so long, when one evening in July of many, many years ago, Tardelli's scream was my cry, his joy was my joy. Then the flag
has slowly faded, discolored, like a piece of low quality, after some washing machine, in order to become a white sheet. That
tricolor not belong to me more, discouraged, by those who should represent me, and I is more, a long, long time.
Why should I feel proud to be Italian?
When those who govern us, only think to put on weight and not to make the interest of all, most of all the past, the weak, when those who represent us, forbids us to go to hell, as he welcomes
home.
What a fantastic story that's life.
my poor country,
mocked by the whole world.
Humiliated, when your children are forced to emigrate again to work.
Scarred, soil, in the dignity, the soul of those who survive every day, hoping for a better tomorrow, that is never better.
consumed by fires, looting planning, from mafia interests, the thirst for money and power.
my poor country, seeing their children killed by the new barbarians, torn to pieces by the two-legged beasts, murdered by the work, and do not work, killed by the desperation of daily life, which is increasingly bleak, one Justice not There is and never will be, also killed by ingorgidia and stupidity.
Goodnight Italy, rests serene in this midsummer night.
dream if you can a better future.
I dream, I do not anymore.
Friday, July 17, 2009
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take a short break before the highway opens the door for a moment. The car starts very important regardless of what little life that is left behind. A friend betrayed and left alone in return for a week at sea. View a scene and a magazine, too many times. But how?
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Friday, July 10, 2009
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still a wound, a tragedy, yet deaths, suffering, hurt, fear.
Maybe you could avoid, maybe not, now does not change anything.
In drama, Viareggio , as in many other similar situations, in the middle of hell, there are heroes, angels to some, in those moments that made the difference and saved lives.
are ordinary people, do not fly do not have super powers, have courage, heart, a soul.
The first thought goes to that station master, perceiving that the tragedy in progress, his first thought was, to minutes to get straight to hell, a passenger train.
She did everything because that train was unaware, not reach the station, avoiding a disaster even greater than it was.
Then he did his best to divert other trains, and to help in rescue operations.
Then again they, the firemen, still in the front row against the enemy, this time huge, huge.
Hearts, hands and souls, to save other hearts, other hands, other souls.
'm not famous, never will be, the name of that station master, I've only seen in a newspaper.
On second thought, go to that dog, civil protection, I think, in front of a collapsed house, found a baby alive in what was left of his house, saving his life. Here are the new heroes
them, ordinary people, that the uniform is white, or red, with a helmet, a shield, ordinary people like us.
A thought for those who deal with the less fortunate, doctors, volunteers, anywhere, without fuss, give a smile where you suffer, hearts, eyes, anime, to two or four legs.
Persons, who never appear anonymous, but we know that, fortunately there are and there will be, I extend my personal thanks.
In a last farewell.
Flonder Hello, You made us company for many years, now maybe you can come back and play with your friend Lilly .
We'll miss you.
Thursday, June 25, 2009
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that the human being is poorly managed by the hands of god knows what, I think one thing is already largely discharged.
Unfortunately not a day goes by that still manages to amaze me, obviously for the worse, you kill
still out of jealousy, stupidity, ignorance, cruelty, boredom.
The crime is increasingly black, red as the blood of many innocents. Blood
newspaper, singular, because then there is the collective madness, what is happening in Iran, is folly.
defenseless people who took to the streets to demand justice, justice that is due to him, since he is shot on him, when they brutally massacred.
Seen This Movie Before, in the midst of the world, terrible, but somehow we've been accustomed to everything, so after the game there, the program that we like so much, and the dead and wounded, if not in never return ' edition of the evening, but at that time we sleep, and goodnight to the bucket. Then
mica happen here, I do not know where those countries, and massacred them there is a reason.
True, our "beloved" country, nothing ever happens, let us if you killed some dead, some died on the job, but they have declined, they say, I say too much, but nothing.
We are the land of sun, heart, love.
If we were a fairy tale, we would be "the Sleeping Beauty " nothing disturbs us, awakens us from the torpor general, dazed, from the Big Brother TV, stoned by TG subservient to power, we think with our heads, others think for us. In fact, we're going merrily
to hell, to hell there is not someone else, we could not go there anymore, we have public debt among the highest in the world, but that will never be, the summer is at the door, and you sad with this whore? We
the dead in the streets we have forgotten many years ago, we have forgotten what it means to fight for an ideal, is now taking to the streets only when the national team won the championship.
In other countries, "Live" people are dying for an ideal, you slaughter for freedom, not fear, have the balls, screaming their rage, hands, hearts, souls, faces against guns, batons, armored cars.
"we" you are no longer alive for a long time, our anger if any, not seen, kill the helpless, old, women and children, beaten gays, those of color, homeless people, we do great against the pygmies.
The descent into hell continues.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
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The hunt is on me cock. The hunters
me stand on the cock.
If the concept is not entirely clear, let me know.
Today we start from here, because, in Parliament, the Northern League, has unveiled a decree to "liberalize" the hunting in the sense that you can fire everyone and everything, always, in the face of the European community, who regularly condemns Italy, for his third world standards.
Among other things, these "gentlemen" would give a double (true weapon, weapon equals death)
to sixteen.
Wonderful, right now, so they kill, with knives, (I mentioned it last post) figure with a rifle in his hands, you know that laugh, imagine the scene.
"I saw you talking to my girlfriend, not good" goes home takes "his" gun, and kills his rival in love, or pain in the ass friend, or professor, for a bad vote. We
a Wild West, unprecedented.
Thoughts in no particular order, and the hunting man is born with the dawn of time, as a form of survival, so it made sense.
Today they call it sport.
Killing, pheasants, hares, birds, whatever run and fly, they call it sport!
forgot, after the real environmentalists themselves, who go on weekends to the countryside, a pain in the ass to get rid of these annoying animals. A
a colleague of mine, these guys have got a tattoo, a few inches from the "family jewels" it was only in the open country, still, for its cabbages, just a few inches further and we had a new Farinelli .
course, for the record, no one came to claim the non-usual prey.
in my life I met some hunters , with whom I have often had a lively exchange of views.
I have an uncle, whom I a good soul, who professed hunter, often proudly showing me, his arsenal.
His stories of rural enterprises, most of them made me smile, by virtue of the fact that under his house, still stationed three takeaways, which in my opinion, was supplied to the improbable return from hunting yolks.
With another colleague, tireless hunter, there are those of all colors, he rebuked the fact that, being young, would have to go hunting for "passerine" instead of pheasants, and for that type of hunting, not needed the gun, he had already done so, the nature, to provide everything you need.
In essence, killing is never a sport, a hobby, is only a form of frustration, of compensation to those who can not defend themselves from human stupidity.
Years ago, I wandered again to my beautiful Bologna, in a window of a goldsmith of the center, I set out, in good order, a series of animals, glass, with the words "do not shoot."
At the end of the window, a sign said "do not shoot, you might break a life better than yours"
Here in this sentence there is any way of my thinking.
Now on a personal bill on the hunt .
propose is prohibited hunting, big buckshot under the following categories:
- Pedophiles
- rapers
- exploiters of human beings.
- politicians at any level, who steal and they stole, they hide and suppress, have been silent or silenced, the misdeeds of our country.
- All those who kill employees at the workplace, to save a few dollars.
- Doctors who are spiced with the false transactions, or who have gone through their own incompetence, and have never dreamed of apologizing.
- Vivizionisti, masquerading as scientists, who know that humans and animals are very different, and their studies, serve only to make money.
- Mafia, the Camorra, and more.
- Those who kill puppies seals, whales, fur animals and more.
- Those who kill us, making dyes, pesticides, preservatives, and anything else in the food we eat every day, always in the name of the god of money.
- Those who put bombs cowardly, to claim an ideal.
- Those who get behind the wheel, drunk, drugged, stoned, and kill someone, who was passing by.
- corrupt and corrupting.
- those who out of boredom, set fire to tramps, they throw stones from the bridge, kill the weakest, because they are young and strong.
- Those who do not respect the opinions of others.
- Dictators, and all sorts of latitude.
- The assholes in general.
Monday, May 18, 2009
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We have the lowest wages in Europe, about 17% good evening.
good start.
We live in a country where all is well, the crisis did not even feel the earthquake, already passed,
money for reconstruction? will, so now it is hot and you would like to stay in a tent all together.
We are the Land of Smiles, where if there is something wrong, you blame the media and opposition, are the words of the chairman of the board, even the smile is its the only smile he is in Italy.
Meanwhile, people continue to die at work, the workers of the Thyssen who have "dared" to become a civil party, were fired, of course without any fanfare, in perfect silence, so we are used, better to speak of "papipresidente" and other whores of various nature.
In times of crisis (but then there is) it is legitimate to loosen controls over security, especially on construction sites, factories, places at risk, where people come to work on holiday mica, mica there are inspectors, politicians.
Still, students beaten in Turin cabbage like, how dare you throw eggs and water balloons, to police, held in riot, violent and subversive. Still
Torino, accidents in the demonstration called by trade unions, certainly regrettable, but it is a sign of the times, the malaise exists, there is, people are angry, tired, the only one in Italy is always smiling and he alone .
bad, very bad.
's close to great.
We're talking about minors, a generation of violent scorched army.
are children of a generation that has lost the values \u200b\u200bthat their parents have taught him.
The family, no longer teaches, educates the television, and this explains a lot.
bad, very bad.
Juvenile, bored, violent, that stab, for a look too, for any nonsense.
But those parents where they are, what they taught him?
Finally, a thought, children, or slightly larger than have tortured and killed a dog.
Of course others have taken over everything and put it on the Internet. In those children
\\ bastards, let me just say, next time you do not know what to do, go to a shelter, go and see how they live but to be very much better than you, look closely at their eyes, a accarazzatene, look at the 'love can give, which you inexplicably do not have in the dickhead who you are.
Listen to the story, of carers with love, sacrifice, every day, rain and sun, without ending up on You Tube , normal people, and has so much love that he receives, and has long understood, who is the true master race.
animals.
Tuesday, January 6, 2009
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