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design (and design, I would say) is mine.

The written as well.

's wishes too.

Moreover, nin zo.

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thoughts and words.

Yesterday coming back from work proceeding on the highway at speeds similar to that of an eighty-five with his hat, I remember the phrase "Christmas with the snow is more beautiful" and I told myself that those who say so, December 23 took him to Greenland and I would say that looks wonder. Now build your igloo and see the New Year. And fun, I highly recommend. Then I'd go to book a flight to Sao Paulo, Brazil. What I see them, on TV, those in Brazil at Christmas. Are all on the beach singing and dancing and I do not seem pervaded by sadness here. I mean, personally I have never seen a Brazilian journalist who sling from service and that is crying begs him to take him to Greenland. On the other hand, for a level playing field, I must also admit that I have never heard someone who lives in Greenland, praying someone to take him to Brazil.

While driving eighty-five as a hat, I thought of all this, I was dazzled, and I moved to make room. How I came to the right, a Golf I rush past at speed embarrassing, given the road surface is not perfectly suitable for such a performance, unless one is not to make the rally of Finland. Then I was reminded of a phrase that said, long ago, a man who works with me: ninety-nine percent of the crap that happen on the street, are the ones that have a Golf.

What I never understood if he said this because it really thinks, or envy, as owner of a Panda. But so be it.

Then I got to the snow-covered village in holiday and I stopped at the bar, which I still had to eat. I ate and when I went to pay, since I had a cold monster, I thought to buy five packets of tissues, that the evening promised to be long and dripping.

This morning I woke up and even the shadow of a cold. Disappeared. Evaporated. As if there ever was. What I told myself that if I knew, I spent the euro for the handkerchiefs saved (esatto. Five packages, one euro, that here we are low prices, which do you think? Mica in Cortina we are, here), having regard difficult times.

Then I thought of Murphy's Law and all that stuff there. And I said that in the end, but who cares.

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Metal Racket Under Review, all the nightmares of the witness

La mafia non è mai un argomento ‘semplice’ e, infatti quello che Saverio Paletta propone è un lavoro scrupoloso e attento fin nei minimi dettagli. Fulcro del libro la vicenda di Alfio Cariati, Testimone di Giustizia, un ‘semplice’ cittadino che, venuto a contatto con delle realtà di dubbia legalità, decide di parlare.

Gli atti mafiosi non godono del beneficio della legge, ma in talune realtà hanno il consenso tacito di chi passivamente vi assiste e vi convive, quindi non denuncia. Centrale per la vicenda di Alfio la normativa nella quale sono presenti le definizioni di pentito, collaboratore di giustizia e il testimone. Come collaboratore di giustizia si definisce una persona che ha commesso dei crimini e che ad un certo punto, decide di collaborare con la giustizia. Il testimone è, invece, un libero cittadino che assiste ad un fatto di rilievo e decide di riportare quanto ha visto in una sede legale.

Testimoniare dovrebbe essere la normalità, soprattutto quando si è vittime di atti intimidatori e persecutori, tuttavia tale pratica, schivata da molti e giudicata negativamente da altri, is considered an exception. The testimony of Mr. Decatur is one of those important and heavy, and thanks to words on the process Omnia takes the right turn against the defendants, despite what he, rather than witness is classified as an associate justice of acquiring the right to 'protection'. Yet Mr. Alfie does not fit, or be considered 'sorry', but simply what it is: a citizen who has testified against the action of the mafia. Start a new battle that continues today: to be recognized as a witness and at the same time that he is entitled to protection by the State.

The pace and objective with which the story is dealt explicitly with clarity and a wealth of nuances in the paradox that the witness was found Alfio, the description of the story is enriched by shrewd pen wise journalist who did his research work of a truth yet in the making.

Review by Bruna Larosa

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Rome December 14. "The loneliness of the good guys" Loris Campetti



by Il Manifesto 15.12.2010

Burn Piazza del Popolo, the streets of Rome burning, burning rage tens of thousands of students at 13.41 when it was announced the vote of confidence to Berlusconi. Feel like to say that there's so much to lose politically: the symbols are important. And the damn law Gelmini stop the revolt of schools and colleges now back on the field. The three votes that will save the government finally cleared the square of trust in politics, cancel the future of a generation. And we condemn another insecurity. The same metal workers' anger came from Padua or who see social model Pomigliano Marchionne's bet against them as armored as the Police and Finance. Seeing a return to the panzer Sacconi launched a bomb at the Workers' Statute.

This vote of the palace, that sub-market policy that demeans the Parliament to change the mood of the square, The protest goes off and few voices are raised against those who maybe came arranged in square, not invited to the casino. No one feels pity for a SUV smashed along the Tiber, which burns for a Jaguar, for the cash taken in shots of cobblestones: they are symbols of a hated power now more than ever, are also a model unequal, unjust, based on the theft poor, many, giving to the rich few. Goliardia? Not only, not mostly. The armored and some other means burning between Piazza del Popolo, via del Corso and Via del Baboon not find solidarity among young people and children who crowd behind those who resist the police charges. When a tank trying to break through the human wall that, unlike del Parlamento, sta sfiduciando Berlusconi ma viene ributtato indietro, parte un applauso corale. Questa non è goliardia, è rabbia di chi vede sfilarsi futuro e diritti e non ci sta.

Così brucia piazza del Popolo. La politica ha fallito, le istituzioni sono fuori, lontane, nemiche di queste ragazze e ragazzi così simili ai loro compagni di Atene o di Londra, che ieri hanno messo in campo la più grande manifestazione studentesca che il cronista, non più ragazzino, ricordi. Non hanno tutti contro, però. Con loro ci sono le tante Italie che resistono, e cominciano a incrociarsi. C'è la Fiom con il suo gruppo dirigente che chiede, insieme ai ragazzi, lo sciopero generale. Che se ci fosse stato avrebbe contribuito to make them feel less alone and less distant from all those representations that are no longer, no longer play any mediation role. There are earthquakes of the Eagle and the people and poisoned Terzigno Chiaiano, even the "Brigades Monicelli," the people of public water. Movements that will intertwine, mestizos, build together a lasting way, because tomorrow is another day and we must continue our journey together. For this was born "United against the crisis" has promoted the manifestazione.La square waves under police charges. There are those who remain outside the conflict, as the workers of the Fiom, because they are not in his DNA from Piazzale Flaminio and points towards the Muro Torto to get Wisdom. But eventually the police breaks through, regaining the Piazza del Popolo, is poured in the yard while the acrid smoke of tear gas poisoning and grow even more anger. A candle will end up in the long subway system, transforming it into a gas chamber. Above, in the yard, fly around against a tank of Finance, isolated and crazy, a scene that recalls the memory of older people a damn square in Genoa. At 13.41

has changed not only the square but also the attitude of those who would maintain order, up to the vote, up to the Senate, even against tough, but with no intention of precipitation. Then the "defense of Palaces" has become aggressiva, quasi alla ricerca dello scontro. Che alla fine, immancabilmente, è arrivato con tanto di fuoco, ragazze e ragazzi in fuga inseguiti dai manganelli. I Palazzi hanno ignorato la protesta della piazza, hanno offeso la dignità di chi chiede quel che sarebbe giusto avere ma da oggi dovrà farci i conti. E sarà dovere di ogni organizzazione democratica costruire ponti con una generazione offesa ma determinata, e sostenere una battaglia per l'istruzione, la cultura, il lavoro, la giustizia sociale, che è una battaglia di civiltà e parla di diritti. Per costruire un'altra politica e differenti relazioni sociali, non mercificate, per pretendere giustizia sociale. Gli studenti sono in prima fila. Con loro ci sono altri movimenti, There is a piece of CGIL. And where are the others?

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Born to Run.

There was a time when people did not run. There was a time when you do not send your mail (s). Then he started to run and send mail (s). Then he started to send mail (s) running and were sent sui computer(s). Poi, sempre correndo, si è iniziato a mandarle sui telefonini, che nel frattempo, potevano ricevere le mail(s). Una volta ci si sedeva al ristorante e si mangiava, magari facendo due chiacchiere con chi si aveva di fronte. Ora ci si siede e si controlla se ci è arrivata una mail. Poi si controlla che tempo farà domani e già che siamo lì, si controlla anche se nei pressi c'è un negozio che vende stampe cinesi.

C'era un tempo in cui si disegnavano per terra delle linee che dovevano delimitare un campo da tennis e se capitava che qualcuno parcheggiava la macchina su una di queste linee, glielo si faceva notare e colui che aveva parcheggiato saliva di nuovo in macchina e la spostava quei due metri per permetterci to play our game. Today if you ask someone, please, moving the machinery of two feet, do not even respond, as it is intended to check if the phone's got a mail.

I would love to be there in three or four hundred years. I want to be there just to see where the fuck you can receive mail (s). Maybe on a radiator, or maybe you'll see on the wall of the bathroom while you're doing a poo.

And then run. They all run. Those that run the train, those who are late for work, those who begin the meeting, those who otherwise lose the beginning of the film, those who do not even know why they run, but since then all run also run them.

There was a time when the bullshit that now I write on this blog I wrote in a notebook. On hundreds of notebooks. Then I put them inside a drawer, and after a while I wondered what I would do. Then one day I took all the notebooks full of crap and I just threw them. Without remorse. I can hardly get attached to what I write. Writing is often liberating, almost like sneezing, but overall you can not attach to a sneeze.

And then there was a time when things were better when it was worse. Only when that was not the worse you feel worse and we knew he was content.

probably will come a time when we will be better than now, but maybe we will not have time to see it.

Maybe someone will tell us by sending an email.

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be born and die.

Paolo Villaggio said during a radio broadcast, to know the date of his death. Seemingly, it was revealed by a Russian witch, a few years ago.

In my opinion, to know the date of his death would not be bad. And I will be wrong to say that we would live, that we always count the days and so on. etc.. etc.. After all, we spend our lives to count the days: the lack of holidays, as it lacks a break from work, because there is no new car arrival. I do not see what's wrong with counting the days that separate us from our death. Not to mention if you know that when you die, you avoid buying a new car, and consequently, losing the deposit, which these days are two cents more comfortable even in death.

And if you know when you die, you also have a great excuse to reject an invitation side:

-are you coming to see the retrospective of Timor Bekmambetov, famous Russian film director?

-There would come willingly, but unfortunately I have to die.

-Ah. I thought tomorrow.

-No. Tonight.

-You may be the first show.

-I die at seven.

-Azz. Too bad.

-Yeah.

groped and then you change the course of events. Like, if you know, for example, died June 27, 2032, hit by a truck in via Cavour, on that day to avoid going in via Cavour and see what happens. Likely that a truck lost control, break down the wall of your house and overwhelm you while you're in the living room watching the tele. It 's true, die the same, but not in Via Cavour. A way as any to take a last shot of rebellion and be remembered as one who does not submit to the rules.

Well, I find it inconceivable that in these times where now everything is programmable, it is not known with certainty the date of our death. Not to mention that, among other things, knowing when we die we will avoid unnecessary fears and concerns. Let me explain: I'm here and suddenly feel a pain in the chest: now I think: we , a heart attack. Damn cigarettes. If you know that my death is expected in 2028, I do not care of the pain in the chest and live comfortable.

is understood that the suicide attempts would be invalidated at the borderline miraculous. Like, if someone launches from the Eiffel Tower before its date, should you land on a truck carrying mattresses, which accidentally went from there. Or if one decides to shoot, the gun jams, or if he decides to throw himself under a train, the train stops for a fault, two kilometers. before.

short, would also fixed all cases of suicide.

Finally, that night or else you do: I love them all that when they go on radio or television and are made the idiotic questions, shoot two cocks and take all your ass. I want to be famous just for that: not for money or fame, I swear, just to take the piss out of that bunch of assholes who think they are the star (s).

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Modern Times.

Now there is something Uichilics. In short, there's this guy who posted online confidential documents of the various world diplomacy. These make for example, says that Merkel does not understand a saw, but it's tough, that Sarkozy is a king naked that Ahmadinejad is the new Hitler, besides having a name like shit, I might add, that Berlusconi is vain and organizes banquets and here is not to say that the eagles should be to understand it.

I mean, this guy has combined a mess. All who seek to inchiappettarselo, was issued an international arrest warrant, the United States have taken a "superhacker" to boycott the site.

Instead, in my opinion, not owe anything to make this statue here. Mica has told him those things, he has just described. It's not his fault that the people in front and then behind Sparla smiles. At most, people who have been summoned, could just get together, go to her house and recite: who does the light is not the son of Mary, is the son of Jesus, and when it dies there.

I did not understand: why do you want to stop Obama said that Merkel is dull and that Ahmadinejad is a dickhead? Or do you want to stop partying because Berlusconi is organizing?

says, but these things should not make them public. And why? So who makes and who says, you know to do and say something wrong, if he wants to keep the secret. Then speak out and you do not care Uichilics. Go and tell from Merkel: Angelina listen, I'm not coming to dinner with you, I break my balls. You are stupid and make you capire qualcosa ci vuole mezz'ora. Oppure vai da Ahmadinejad e gli dici: ascolta ciccio, ora avresti anche rotto le palle abbastanza. Vuoi vedere che prima di buio ti tiro un paio di missili che ti ribalto, a te e codesti giubbottini di merda che tu c'hai?

Invece no. Invece si sorridono, si stringono la mano, si baciano. E poi danno la colpa a Uichilics.