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" Italy is a democratic republic " and so could end the first section the first article of the Italian Constitution, but we Italians for the taste of the exceptional, the search for special features a bit '- or perhaps too much - and then bigots here that the founding fathers dusty, old and has always been more of a neon lit, and I wonder why, with an expert touch, in my opinion, low felt lyricism to add "based at work. "

I never understood why this literary flourish legal I simply preclude call bells and whistles. I am reminded of the most famous phrase of an evil God and boring " ... Man, you work with large sweat" and as if it was not sufficient to keep the rest "And the earth will produce thorns and suffering " .

dell'orpello Want to see the addition in question is due to obtain the graces of the Vatican always present?

The fact remains that these three words appear to be, now more than ever, empty and insipid.

job there is not or it is short and low remuneration nor the State is concerned that much to create or protect him despite the first paragraph of the Italian Constitution that judges, politicians, acrobats, vaudeville whores and politicians to defend a sword.

But where the state is absent is a program that tries to solve a television, even though small, part of the problem of unemployment.

The seven broadcast "The Contract - talented people," where three competitors - "can not but candidates competing!" A little man angry rebukes examiner for dignity hide their faces - will face off in front of cameras and prying eye after a company will choose the best one as a prize will be one million euro.

No.

A trip for two to the tropics.

No.

But then what?

will sign nothing less than a permanent contract.

At worst there is never too late and in fact unnecessary and bloated bells and whistles has become a constitutional program. Tell me ', but you also do not have

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Eurabia

I had already planned a few weeks ago. I have no skills of divination and not necessarily have to be magicians to predict what would happen . Two plus two equals four and must always, even to the Arab-Bedouins.

Today North Africa burns. It burns because of mad heads of state appointed as such by their Allah himself. Dictators stupid and only capable of ruthless starve its own people and of destroying both hunger for misery.

How naughty husbands, who are castrated to make a wrong to his wife, the same stupid dictators threatened to burn the oil wells are the only wealth of their nations. Capable of recent and violent backlash, recruiting mercenaries to wipe out masses exhausted, ignorant but willing to die facing the fire cannons and warplanes have no savings.

Death is not so different from the kind of life that is offered to them and they lead. Today

North Africa burns and burn again, and huge masses begin to move to Europe and beyond to bring with them memories of misery and nothing, their customs and costumes made of superstition and religion and buttocks in the air five times a day.

Europe He will welcome them and educate them to live in a world and a more civil and humane? And most importantly, take them out of their supertizioni, throw to the winds and the Koran will deal with humanity that will receive them or come into conflict with European civilization? In contrast to violent?

One of our writer, who recently passed away, spoke of a conspiracy theory, he spoke of Eurabia as "the biggest conspiracy that modern history has created."
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MEDITERRANEAN

How much does a pound of bread? How much is a kilo of bread? To hear and, above all, to see the news these days regarding the southern Mediterranean, a kilo of bread costs the lives of many and the power to some.

The price is absolutely expensive, prohibitively expensive. But you have to pay because the culture demands it and the claim and rightly so.
Those with have more young people are hungry. They are hungry for the future. An atavistic hunger.

I think it was Napoleon, to say that in your belly you see the courage of a good soldier, and these young people are hungry and brave.

Everything starts with the rising prices of flour and products of first necessity and in Tunisia, perpetually choked by unemployment and the wealth is not distributed equally among the population, starting with the first civil demonstrations the first clashes with the police a little less civil, the first deaths, absolutely uncivilized, and, finally, some air, laden with gold, part.

Yes, because Ben Ali, the Tunisian president imposed by Allah and not by popular election, if it is to just leave that country sees fit to carry, in addition to his wife, also a few hundred pounds of gold for immediate needs!

And since the revolution has its own charm and its own secret infectivity, lies first of Mubarak in Egypt - he wanted to Allah -, Libya tremble, shake Algeria and I also read that nations Middle East evolved ( sigh! ) as Syria seeks to address the situation without any concession to the people but ... alerting the army.

Yeah, because the people once Assad was to today, however, Assad is inc! - I am ashamed as a thief to beat by two cents but I liked it too -

E 'today's interview with Bashar al-Assad - who always wanted the same Allah as president of Syria - which as usual amazed giornalaro the Wall Street Journal says: "The Arab world is sick."

For news is worth mentioning that Bashar al-Assad - in my opinion one of the virus disease of the Arab world - is the 45 year old son in power since 2000 after the death of his father Hafez - head fiasco - which has governed - more so because he wanted to Allah - for three decades, and Syria with an iron fist.

return to the interview. Bashar " virus " al-Assad said that the Arab world is gripped by a kind of disease caused by decades of stagnation - as if 40 years of power from father and son were not just a cause - and continues with a quotation from remembered for her - hopefully immediate - epitaph: "and where there is stagnation there is pollution, and microbes." Sublime!

What happens to the other countries of the Mediterranean in Syria can not happen just because some time has started a process of reforms "to involve people in decision-making in municipal elections, to a new press law and other amenities equal thickness despite the Human Rights Watch accuses the "youth" to detain dissidents and activists for human rights and impede the freedom of expression. Small feat!
Bashar " virus" to Assad concluded the interview by stating that the scale of priorities of its rogue nation "Safety comes first and the economy the next.

will make sure that "his" people in recent weeks have been marked more restrictions to the Internet and the social forum online.

I really think that could soon from some other plane full of gold Bashar and the Bedouin " virus " al-Assad and I feel fine and I

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A bit 'to The snow and cold and a bit 'because, lately, I have little to do, I like to spend some more time at home and, as happens in these cases, the television company.

I followed the last three days in a well-known quiz show on Channel 5: Who Wants to Be a Millionaire.

A housewife of Pavia, Michela De Paoli, with a passion for reading that leads from an early age, says with great humility to read everything and everything you need. Just think of ': he found it interesting even with the Manual of Junior Woodchucks.

In short won a million euro to answer all the questions calmly, with intelligence and grace that only the humble people are in possession.

Yes, I know, there is no culture around the program but only "vile notions" but it's still a TV show and not a staid seminar alls who turn up their noses in front of similar shows. Knowledge is not a trivial matter and is, however, for a few and has no place among them a common, ugly, unemployed housewife Pavia.

But the TV show ends and Channel 5 must be given space on the news and the titles that most interest Italians: Ruby Rubacuori Berlusconi, the prime minister and Fagg Maristella Polanco and Barbara and Nicole Minetti and Iris and Barbara Berardi and Arisleida Espinosa War and the twins Eleonora and Concetta De Vivo and Elisa Toti and so on.

On another Mediaset channel bubbly and excited a eunuch, slimy in appearance and sound of the voice, leads a performance of "knowledge" has only the title because in greek and interview a "chicken-breasted half-naked and talking about the show by making nonsense silly to useless.

It can not anymore! I'm sick! I wish that all this "puttanaio" disappeared from the chronicles, the media from the head of us all. Just it can not be more!

And I would also like an ordinary, simple housewife Pavia could be invited for a job interview: and we have much to give as much to receive.

But I fear that Michael de Paoli wait a few more applications. It is young, has plenty of breasts and even redone, it is not half naked. It 's just curious and intelligent and I

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MALA TEMPORA CURRUNT ...

have some time alone at home . I like to be alone with my thoughts were it not for my own thoughts. They approach to the mind, the first thin as strokes, then as a devious assassins up to make room for anxiety, panic.

bills, insurance, and VAT, the loss of revenue from customers increasingly in crisis, more and more charged with ... thoughts.

Outside the lights of the shops for next Christmas trying in every way to be more flamboyant and more hot but give me more sadness than joy.

Listening to the latest CD of Sugar and the music just does not help, it encourages optimism.

" Mala tempora currunt " said an old Roman. I wonder if addressed to the oracle of his time or ours.

pass. Everything passes. Hopefully.

The ancient Roman had also added "... sed peiora parantur " but certainly not this will be remembered for his entourage.

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MONTANARI

I happened to write on my other blog post treating the most diverse topics as often warm and most modern Muslims and their religion or politics absurd operetta of our country and never, until now at least, I got too passionate comments , agitated, exaggerated of those people I like to call "mountain people".

Who would have thought?

Actually a bit 'right to have as well, on two occasions, I discussed an issue that I do not know anything: mountaineering.

Well yes! I do not understand anything at all slings, wedges, ropes, cams, hooks, snaps and so forth.
I do not know what it means "bouldering" or that it means "indoor" rock climbing, let alone why it's called a "sport" and another "traditional" .
I have never seen nor the Mont Blanc massif in the Dolomites Alps, and my only experience is reduced in a walk on a crater of Etna, where I arrived on board a Jeep .
do not know, I never bothered to know either, despite everything, I'm interested.

My knowledge of the matter begins and ends in national print ads that beat, like a broken faucet, the losses in lives of aficionados of the mountain, the last of which, they say, a big 's climbing free: Kurt Albert.

admit my guilt. I gave the 'idiot "to that victim, but did not want to be an offense against the person but to his way of thinking, to conceive, that sport.

I offer, therefore, my most sincere apologies to anyone who is offended by my writings to begin dall'Ironman Valfurva that in addition to the sponsors' gadget has a name - Marco Confortola - Kurt Albert, whose memory is still alive among the inhabitants of the mountain and all, in fact.

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Albert Einstein said: "Two things are infinite: the universe and human stupidity, and I'm not sure about the universe. " Sante words.

previously I happened to write on behalf of our modern heroes.
And do not talk about general commanders of troops designed to defend the native soil or the very common people who day after day has to live with two soldiers, always and in any case, must balance a budget for which will require more than four . No.
modern heroes are those who can live in a house surrounded by microphones and cameras on an island in the Caribbean or to pretend to be the new Robinson or even mountaineers who face the highest peaks the planet and then planting a flag on the death or accompany poor people who risk their lives and dies for a few dollars and for the joy of the moment dell'idiota then release of the interviews and photos.

will speak in this regard, dell'asprezza the mountain and how the man managed to dominate and crap like that. Omit, instead to report, or modesty or distraction, contracts with sponsors. Why, you know , man as the soul, is ethical and aesthetic, virtue and interest, heart and stomach.
I remember about our Marco Confortola, the Ironman of Valfurva the man of steel in Valtellina, who accompanied him to die after three Nepalese starving the good Lord has decided to freeze up and give the doctors office hoping to amputate, so that those stumps with our considered appropriate to stay more at home close to his affections.

We know that the mother of idiots is always pregnant, but, fortunately, sometimes the same cries for the death of his stupid son.
I read that Kurt Albert died. From the press I learn that these crashed for 18 yards on via ferrata "Hoehengluecksteig. Never heard of either before or alpinist of permanent way and I guess came on the same well despite my unforgivable these gaps.

I also read that it was he who coined the term "redpoint" in 1975 to indicate a climb free, without artificial aid of any kind. What stupidity! Today
the idiot is gone. The idiot is dead. And if the first was unknown to most today will be completely erased from the memories and I believe that humanity will survive this tragedy, no matter what.

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ATTILA THE SCOURGE OF GOD

"you do me a great big favor ... ... ... chess as a house?" is not a question, even though it may seem, but a peremptory order followed an ill, treacherous and implied threats like "If I say no I swear ...".
"Come on! Please! It is six days, less than a week!" is the compassionate expression following the first request.
"I do not know how else to do and then ... I know that deep down you like it too!"
"Next - I say - shoot! You need?"
"Attila!" says my friend. Only three syllables: At-ti-la.
speaker and I know I already know what he wants.

Attila is a tabby cat, his cat. A six-pound cat, gray and striatum, with a pound of nails. Which is he tends not resist, they cry and cry out for vengeance bags sofas armchairs.
Those who know him lose faith in God
Attila is a weapon of mass destruction.

"But do not talk so!" I say "but for heaven's sake!"
"Look! I give you the keys of the house. Once you do see a day, give him a bag of food, a bit 'of water and if you changed his litter box. Nothing. A few minutes a day .. . for six days! "
"But porcaput ..." is the oath that I will strangle in her throat.
"Yes? You? And! You?". I mention it with a head and now I find myself in hand the keys of my friend.

Reach home at about 18.00. I open and Attila is already there, just behind the door. Rubs me on the leg and greets me with a feeble " miaooo " then gets up on his hind legs and sharpen the nails on my jeans and meat of my calf. The caress and he, the damned, he rubs his tail raising.
As agreed to make dinner, to a bit 'of water in the bowl and, taking advantage of his attention to the food, I go away from home.
Easy. E 'was easy after all.

The next day, a little 'later, around 20:00, back in the house and meowing Attila greets me stronger as to show his disappointment at being late. Runs to the kitchen and starts to turn around between his legs as if I wanted to hurry to the Serviglio lunch.
Quickly swallows the contents of the bag that I had paid the first few seconds in the bowl and jump with a leap Sun beds on the couch next to me.
Turn your head down and I understand she wants to cuddle. The
inadvertently scratch the throat and descend gently towards the belly. My hand is blocked by the legs and claws from the front while the rear with a series of two or three jerks I scratch around the inner arm. The feeling is the same as having touched an uncovered electric wire. A shock you dry through the body and from it rises a curse to the sky almost like a curse. But
Attila is there to head up and Sun beds on its side on "his" couch.
I approached the door and walk away. I've had too much and may even be enough for today.

"Ah, if she knew! You will not believe me! But tonight ... Oh my God! Tonight! We could not sleep a wink!" I said the lady next door neighbor of my friend open the door and feeling comes over.
"Good morning, ma'am!" What happened? " I ask.
"The kitten, the kitten of his friend's meow all night! Poor thing just feels! Do something! Do it for me. You know, I am old, I sleep at night and for that little bit 'I was awakened by that heartbreaking .... meow! Truly heartbreaking! I say this with the lady and her enigmatic and hermetic request tells me to take more care of the "cat" or rather just take the "kitty" and take it away from the house and possibly never to return again.
"Of course sir!" I say and add "I carry with me today! happy?"

Attila seems to have understood the program and I turn around rubbing even more than before. I'll take her up and after you open the door of my car slowly on the seat. The time to turn and he sits on the shelf for long.

reached home have the time to get the cat out of my arms now, light and quiet with a leap, jump on a cushion of the couch. Squints eyes and begins to "purr". It 's the new landlord at all. He moves with grace, without any fear, with knowledge.
spent the last three days with my new tenant without major trauma and without excessive damage. He cries a pillow quartered and suffers a tent that I wanted to change for some time. The back of my hands and my hands bear the marks of affection "kitty" but it will!

"Please bring him and I do not ask for more favors like!" I say to my friend.
"Thank you, thank you again. But he has behaved really badly? Sorry again." I said and picked up after Attila goes away.

Finally I took off half of that weight! I'd had enough! Ah .!!!.. finally alone! Only! Too much more! Seeking eyes Attila who has gone away. I fail to see although it is no longer with me.
I can still hear his " purr ... purr ... " to feel the closeness and warmth of her soft hair.
There is no more. Finally. And I'm alone, and I only tremendously

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When I go to my parents' house like to stay a few minutes alone in the room continues to be mine and rummage among the my things. Every object continues to be in the same place where I left off and even though it has no commercial value is important to me. Memories resurface always gently. I was given this ring in silver from a friend of mine who wanted a greater good friendship and I never had the courage to confess. This magazine instead, I received a gift from my classmate before moving to another city.

I do not like the memories. They make me feel bad. The memories you cry because time of your life and how much is spent unnecessarily. You yell what you could be who you were and become who you really are and you are. Now you can not do anything even if you believe that you do something. Is not it nice living memories and it is nice to have.

But in a drawer of the same cabinet that I see here is something again, a picture of the fourth grade class that I attended at the Salesian Institute in my hometown. 23 children in a classroom, placed on three lines, the highest and lowest behind seated or kneeling, each with a black apron, with the same collar and white bow with the same gray and light gray for boys for girls. Actually, the flakes were blue and pink but the photo is in black and white and shades of gray than the picture gives more consistency.

How strange, I can remember my friends even if not the names of all. There was a skyscraper, a tall boy, the first in the top left, and before him Ciccio, a fat boy in the class had given that very name. In the midst Andrea smiled and his ears earned a large part of the paper the picture itself. John smiled in the front row who had polio as a major slap in the face of which bore the consequences. Maria was the smallest in stature and Peter was sitting beside her with one eye perpetually ajar to hide his squint in felt ashamed. Denton named for its special image and the Abyssinian took over the nickname for that frizzy hair the color of his skin dark just the opposite German pallor of a corpse and straight-haired and blond.

For an absurd coincidence or chance a few days before I happened to see a similar class photo of the son of a friend of mine, The photo was in color and children's clothing made it even more colorful. We do not use the aprons and most certainly not the ribbons around his neck. Some say it is too reminiscent of the grim decades of a uniform and discipline.
All the children were smiling to the photographer to show off, almost everyone, a bell'apparecchio orthodontics. All the same, all beautiful, with small and insignificant nuances.

It 's the new generation pulled up with baby food and food preparations for children.
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some years now live, for rent, in an ancient palace. The nobility of this property is visible at the entrance where a huge eagle, I believe in plaster, dominating inside, the door and a stained glass window, placed in front of it, limits access to what in times past would have been a garden, but today is the storage of bulky water tanks and a noisy pump. The nobility is appreciated also fallen from the dust that powdered the stucco of the stairs, it obscures the lamps and bricks in my little flat coming off more frequently.

Outside the building there are shops, some of which, lately more often, change the owners of licenses and product categories, while the smallest of these sets with a banner proudly input, with a plate written in italics dark green on cream background; Fratelli Grimaldi - Tailoring since 1926.

Old Mr. Grimaldi I find every day sitting on a humble chair near the door, leaning on some cloth to sew and put one foot on a stool that serves as a banquet for the "tools" of the trade: skeins of thread, scissors, a piece of chalk , a thimble and other small objects. The other brother, I knew, died a few years ago and two others, a boy and a man in his forties help him get on with the job.

Mr. Grimaldi is a good person and I like to exchange a few words with him.

"How are you, Mr. Grimaldi? "I ask after greeting him." Well, but ... might be better, or ... probably will not ever get better than this! "I replied a bit twisted 'mouth.

" The crisis, right? "I ask the little' rhetoric and" No ... is not a crisis. Indeed, to be honest, I never blamed the crisis in this area. But take a seat. Take that chair and sit down. Here, near me! Chat ".

" You see! I have a store full of bags of clothing stores for a large part of the city. "He says." Well! No? "I ask knowing that it was in those envelopes is the origin of face to face Mr. Grimaldi." Yes, of course ... but you it is simple jobs to routine. To these I have to shorten some dress pants and shake, while those I have to change the buttons or any open slot. All works well, without interest, without joy. Did you know? you must also work to the delight not only for the money. In fact ... "and stops with the same face to face before.

" Indeed? "I ask to hear the reasoning. The old tailor, supports what he worked on his legs, takes off his glasses and remembering the times gone says: "Once they worked for little and that seemed a little much. We were all poor people and the tailor was used to hide the poverty. How many times have I "made" coats and jackets! and sometimes the inside was the most worn part of the surface! I also remember when, with Emily, my brother, we took some measures to make the wedding dress of the customer. Always with some half size bigger because, after the marriage, check the bacon. And that customer came back after a few years, because you had to do some other work, always in the same dress. Having to tell a customer that there was no help for her dress was how to report a bad diagnosis, prognosis. I also remember the faces of those mothers who brought their children new pants with holes on the knees in a fall during a football match. They waited in prayer our own decision in most cases very mild. But we were tailors and the workshop was our job. Then came the lords Marzotto, Lebole, Sanremo with their clothes on the assembly line. All the same, is modest in cut and in the quality of the fabrics but still we serve, we serve our thimbles to change any of the half-size or length. Today it is not so! The quality of the fabrics is very bad and the same clothes should fit only for a season or two at most. And then there are the new super-technological fabrics. They are called Hi Tech as Ceramide or Teflon or the Goratex. For me they are just plastic sewing impossible, difficult to adjust, ugly. Patience! "And shakes his head slowly how to conclude a speech Voilerie painful.

"Yeah Right!" I say come and immediately stopped "Today I give € 10 to shorten a pair of pants and 20 for a little work on a silk dress. earn well and I can not complain but you want to put ?..."

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