Wednesday, December 22, 2010

The not Merry Christmas and Happy New Year wishes

Today no stories and news.
This year I stop here.
I'm tired, this 2010 was very tiring and stressful, especially the last three months, but raising my head and looking around, just beyond my nose, I realize that I am still a very lucky man.
On the other hand, to write a post per day, plus his Italian version, without earning a penny, it takes time.
I am sorry, I do not always have enough of the latter to publish articles that are at the same level of the attention that I received, and I apologize for this.
As they say, I do what I can.
Anyway, I hope that my stories have given you something, regardless of my intentions.
I always thought that the stories are of all of us, because everyone can read something no one else can see.
Not even the author.
At this point, I suppose you're wondering the meaning of the title.
That is simple: I do not believe that everyone deserves the best wishes.
It is said that at Christmas we're all better people.
That is false.
Indeed, all the scoundrels who live behind the poor people in this country during the holidays are even worse.
They eat like pigs - with all due respect to the latter - and prepare to toast for a even more fat 2011.
Well, to all of them I give my not wishes.
In particular, I send my not wishes to those who laughed at the misfortunes of others, confident of being able to take advantage of them.
I send not wishes also to those who, with the money of citizens in the paycheck, all do except to think about their real job.
I offer other not wishes to whom every day muddy with impunity the name of our beautiful, rich in history and culture land, the same land where my father is buried.
I send an ocean of not wishes to those who enrich, not honestly meriting even half of what they found each month in their bank account.
I send very not wishes to all those who voted for any reason, rational or insane, our actual Prime Minister, even once, by mistake and/or one second after repenting.
Especially to those who one day will say: "Berlusconi? No, I voted for PDL but I was for Fini..."
Not sincere wishes to all politicians who had the courage to send our young people to die at war - I stress, at war - but not enough to lift their butt and go they first.
In summary, my best not wishes to those who, with their lives, make my country worst of what could be.
To everyone else, I wish to achieve their impossible dreams.
While waiting for that to happen, I hope they find the strength to believe them as possible.

Ale


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Tuesday, December 21, 2010

Lunar eclipse 2010 and winter solstice: Berlusconi has vanished

Stories and News No. 294

Today, the 21st of December 21, 2010, is a day that will certainly be remembered for some reasons.
For example, many of you will know that 1:33 a.m. in the U.S. (at 5:33 by the UT-Universal Time) the last lunar eclipse of this year has started, ending at 5:01, again for the United States watch.
But today is also the winter solstice, when the axis of rotation of the Earth reaches its farthest point from the Sun.
The coincidence of the two events makes today the darkest since 400 years.
In fact, the same phenomenon dates back to December 21, 1638.
In the dark, among other things, we sleep.
When we sleep, we often dream.
And when we dream, sometimes we are lucky enough to get a good dream.
I dreamed that with the moon even Berlusconi disappeared.
And here is…

The Story:

In the middle of the night of this December 21 I woke up upset.
The moonlight was gone.
The moonlight was gone and with her the moon itself.
However, I had no fear.
I have never been really afraid of the dark.
While I have learned to trust what my eyes see, over time a reassuring awareness grew in me: there are more enlightened dangers than shadowy enemies.
Besides, the darkness gives you something enormously valuable.
Everything you image hidden inside is only the fruit of your imagination.
It can not really hurt you.
So I fell back asleep and I had a dream.
That was the most beautiful dream of the past fifteen years.
With the moon Silvio Berlusconi disappeared too.
Not in the sense of a vanishing person.
Can you imagine TV talk shows dedicated to the Italy premier, with his nasty friends crying and asking sanctity for him?
It would be a nightmare, not a dream.
No, mine is a wonderful vision, because in the Italy where I woke up, Silvio was never born.
He has not started a political career in '93.
There was no Forza Italia before and not even then the People of Freedom.
He has not Mondadori, because he was not able to buy it.
Do you think what does this mean?
A Left person may publish a book with Mondadori without being accused of inconsistency, as it happens now.
The inconsistency of the Left is its greatest weaknesses, isn’t it?
There were no dictator edicts from Bulgaria and we would still watch Daniele Luttazzi and Sabina Guzzanti on Rai Television.
In my dream Enzo Biagi is still alive, because I am convinced that if he had not been treated that way, probably he would still be with us, telling us the facts of the day.
Even Mario Monicelli, living in a totally different Italy, maybe, would have preferred to remain here.
In my dream, with no Silvio, there is not Mediaset.
So there is no immoral stuff like Studio Aperto and Amici di Maria de Filippi, to name two at random.
In my dream Emilio Fede must find a real job and Alfano, Schifani, Previti and Dell'Utri too.
Or, keep doing what they did before, with all the risks involved.
In my dream Gianfranco Fini has to find a way to say what he says today alongside with such persons as Ignazio La Russa and Maurizio Gasparri.
In my dream we never had any Ministers of the Northern League, because they have not found anyone unscrupulous enough to entrust such responsibility to such a jumble of people.
In my dream, the Left has no more Berlusconi around which divide or unite, but one and only way: to be the Left.
Or not be.
In my dream, Italy is not a paradise.
It is a country like many others, with its problems and contradictions, with unemployment, traffic, bad weather, etc.
But it is a land where there is not a so powerful man as to make millions of citizens to be ashamed of born there…



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Monday, December 20, 2010

Maurizio Gasparri, a potential killer is me

Stories and News No. 293

"Keep your sons at home, in the manifestations there are potential killers" is today shot.
Yesterday’s one, in relation to recent and especially next protest marches, was: "We need preventative arrests."
Who is the author of these pearls of wisdom?
A: Sergeant Garcia (From Zorro)
B: Inspector Clouseau (au revoir to the great Blake Edwards)
C: The Italy former Minister of Communications, currently group leader in the Senate of Berlusconi’s People of Freedom, Mr. Maurizio Gasparri
I only say that he is the least intelligent of the three, I leave the answer to you.
For me, I have learned over the years that in situations of particular tension, less intellectually endowed and especially poor in terms of management of the instincts people are the first to stand out.
It is not a good stand out, of course.
I am not talking of unquestionably reprehensible violence during last protests.
I refer to foaming at the mouth persons who loose control and start to insult, to name another.
The point is that these 'gentlemen' ignore even the truth that is hidden in their delirious words.
In fact, the phrase about potential killers is not so far-fetched.
The truth is that they are many more than our politicians can imagine, not only within a manifestation.
A potential killer is not a killer, and until proven guilty, is innocent.
Certainly he is not someone to overlook and let alone to provoke…

The Story:

My name is Antonio and I confess: I am a potential killer.
It's a thing about me that I only discovered in adulthood.
I was thirty years old when I first looked in the mirror and saw that possibility in my eyes.
I was afraid.
I was afraid to see that eventuality turning into reality.
I was afraid at the thought that this presence was felt even by those who I love the most: the fear of making them afraid.
And I was afraid of myself.
Some say that fear is a valuable emotion, which is healthy and prevents you from making rash and irresponsible actions.
Maybe, but what happens in the meantime?
What happens inside you, in the time between listening to the fear and the choice of control?
I tell you: anger rises, anger towards those who made me so.
As my employers, who have done everything to profit by the excuse of the crisis to reduce my rights, the recognition for my hard work and reward for the sacrifices I made for their unique advantage.
Like all my colleagues who have bent their head and pulled down trousers and dignity, actually hurting me instead of earning something.
As politicians, all politicians who demonstrate in words and actions do not have any idea of the injustices that people like me suffer since years.
I am referring to people who among precariously contracts prefer to endure employment agencies and job contests rather than surrender and violate once and for all the law.
I am speaking of people who find each passing year more and more difficult to mail the letter to Santa Claus for their children.
I'm afraid.
I fear the day when they will not find anything under the Christmas tree.
I'm afraid, because I do not know what I would potentially be able to do…



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Friday, December 17, 2010

Minister La Russa, the fascist and the coward

Stories and News No. 292

Last night Italian political talk show Annozero has shown once again what kind of people are governing my country.
While I saw an angry and foaming at the mouth middle-aged man ranting against a guy that could even be his son – I do not wish him that, and I remembered for a split second that he was the Italy Minister of Defense, I immediately felt the desire not only to be in another part of the world, but in another time too.
So I imagined me twenty years in the future, watching with my kids a terrible video of one of the worst periods of our history and hearing their question: "Daddy, how did you send such man to the government?"
The thing that gnaws at me is that I will endlessly repeat that I have always voted against.
For him it was my government, as it happens today in the rest of the world.
Well, I think that the wise sofa’s teachers may know why so many people are mad here…

The Story:

Once upon a time there was a fascist and a coward.
The fascist was really a fascist.
And when I say fascist, do not be smart saying fascist as Indro Montanelli…
Come on...
A fascist is a fascist.
If the communists are all communists, the converse is true, isn’t it?
Be consistent.
What did it prove he was fascist?
First of all, he had the face to publicly admit it.
Of course, if he had lived in a country where there was the crime of glorification of fascism,
he would have been prosecuted.
I think there was, but maybe something has changed.
Nevertheless, his statements were irrelevant, because he was a fascist even being stationary.
He did in the angry look, for example.
In the sense of canine look, I mean.
You know, anger is often a noble sentiment, when it comes from honest indignation against a manifest injustice.
Wait a minute: I think even a dog can be capable of such emotions.
Let's say angry for reasons far from noble.
Indeed, for no reason.
His was a dull anger.
Add to this a total incapacity to comprehend outside ideas and talk.
It was not just a mere dissent.
To dissent means understanding, even not sharing.
No, the guy had only one idea in his head and had no way just to accept others, let alone understand them.
From which more anger, frustration and rashly anger.
And how does such a person relate to the next people?
He had no other way than using all the power in his hands to impose on others his reasons, if we may so call them.
If anyone, very human reaction, tried to respond that anger transformed into violence.
About the coward I have little to say.
The coward was simply a coward.
On this there was no possibility of manipulation.
That is, he could not say to be as cowardly as… and pulling out some famous name.
Until proven otherwise, the cowardice has never brought a great reputation.
Why was he a coward?
That was because he had no courage.
I am talking about the courage to express his ideas everywhere and not just hidden by a constitutional position; the courage of apostrophe opponent face to face in the public square, alone and without the support of policemen; the courage, then, to look in the mirror and admit his misery, physical and intellectual misery.
When that will happen, the two will realize they are the same person…



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Thursday, December 16, 2010

Silvio Berlusconi saved and brother Paolo tried: Sanremo Festival song

Stories and News No. 291

Seeing what it is happening in Italy, especially at the level of those who decide for the people, I once again - so just not since now… have the feeling that these so-called leaders are thinking at all except to citizens, the persons who pay their salaries and above all their privileges.
At the end of the game, who is still the political center of the Italian universe?
When will the theme in the parliamentary contest be in no way linked to the interests of Silvio Berlusconi?
I often hear people saying that the problem is not Berlusconi, but the Berlusconism, which has spread throughout the country, Left and Right.
Well, I say no!
I do not accept it.
I am sure and I bet my life that there are millions of good people in this country that have nothing to do with this crap.
Martin Luther King said that the greatest tragedy of this period of social transition was not the strident clamor of the bad people, but the appalling silence of the good people.
So that is the real problem.
The good people should start to cry.
Meanwhile, to relieve tension, I decided to propose a song to the jury of the next Festival of Sanremo.
I do not have the melody, but the text would be this…

The Story:

I would like a brother as Paolo Berlusconi

Refrain: I would like a brother as Paolo Berlusconi
I would be saved and he... (2 times)

Strophe1:
If I had a brother like that
I'd always be rascal
The raspberry to the unpleasant neighbor
And the slap to my brother
The hand on to the nice lady with the face of angel
And another slap to Paolo
I would park my car in infringement
And my brother always pay the fine

Refrain: I would like a brother as Paolo Berlusconi
I would be saved and he... (2 times)

Strophe2:
If I had a brother like this
I would have no more reason to be honest
I would not pay more the bill at a restaurant
So he would be for cash
I would stop to respect the laws of the State
So he would be the one arrested
I'd do whatever I want
So he would always pay for me

Refrain: I would like a brother as Paolo Berlusconi
I would be saved and he... (2 times)

Strophe3:
If I had a brother like Paolo Berlusconi
I also would be ever saved
I would keep the cleaned properties
And I would sell to him those investigated
I would guarantee him luxury, accommodation and food
But if the bad times had to come, he will be good and quiet
Because this would be his fate
It must be miserable, to make mine lucky

Refrain: I would like a brother as Paolo Berlusconi
I would be saved and he... (2 times)



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Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Video Rome riots, fight deputies and TV insults: Italy civil war

Stories and News No. 290

We make pictures of the facts, the philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein said.
I think it is true more than ever looking at the visual story of what happened yesterday and that perhaps is happening in Italy since immemorial time.
What I am talking about is before our eyes every day, in a lot of moments which many of us have become accustomed to.
It is normal and normality is seen in the news as anything but for what it actually represents.
So it becomes background noise, the background scenery, the background desktop of our personal monitor.
The problem is that when it starts to show brutal violence and irrepressible hatred sooner or later the time comes that the boundaries break and that background becomes our one and only world.
At that point it is too late to move and breathe a sigh of relief because once again we are not victims.
We can no longer change the channel.
There is no longer a Facebook to retreat to.
From Wikipedia, a civil war is: a war between organized groups within the same nation state...

The Story:

In war, truth is the first victim (Aeschylus):


The Guardia di Finanza "The financier guard, who was harassed by dozens of rioters, had already been deprived of his helmet and radio, and the protesters wanted to seize his gun. He has courageously defended the weapon and he never used it.".
________________________
The war is a so immense disaster, its outcome is so uncertain and the consequences for a country are so catastrophic, that rulers will never have enough thought before embarking on (Frederick the Great)::


Minister Maroni: "It has been good. Someone could be dead."
________________________
One of the most horrible features of war is that the war propaganda, all vociferations, lies, hatred, they all inevitably come from those who do not fight (George Orwell):
 

Silvio Berlusconi: "Yesterday we saw a bad image for the country, a guerrilla by bands and organized thugs."
________________________
 War is business (Evelyn Waugh):


________________________
 War is the unlimited use of brute force (Carl von Clausewitz):


Bondi: "After the defeat of today you should go and hide!"
Bocchino: "You took your whole family to the Ministry!"
________________________

And finally...

As in the days of spears and swords, so today's era of missiles, before the arms, is the heart of man to kill (John Paul II):



Here is the video:




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Tuesday, December 14, 2010

Confidence vote victory, did Berlusconi pay for? Evidences

Stories and News No. 289

In the end everything is accomplished.
Berlusconi and his friends survived by three crucial votes.
In detail, while 311 votes were for the no confidence motion, 314 deputies remained loyal to the premier.
Loyalty is a valuable quality in a party built around an absolute leader.
Until you prove to be loyal you are in, otherwise you are a traitor or worse.
For my part, I am convinced that this famous December 14 did not reveal anything new.
The only real response that I was waiting for was the Constitutional Court opinion on the legitimate impediment immunity law.
There Silvio risks much more than a confidence vote.
Since it has been moved to January 11th, my expectations towards the outcome of these votes are dropped dramatically.
I think that the demonstrations of total rejection and condemnation of thousands of people who have taken the streets today all over Italy are much more significant...


However, I ever dwell with great interest the reactions of the media and the protagonists in front of the events.
Above all, I am struck by this accusation of vote-buying by Berlusconi.
One of the Democratic Party leader, Massimo D'Alema - I had forgotten that he was still here… said that the government won by 3-4 vote buying.
I am not in agreement.
Only 3-4 votes?
What about the other 300?
Have they voted confidence to Berlusconi because they love him?
That was because they appreciate him?
Did they trust him?
Furthermore, where D'Alema’s evidences are?
Well, I say without fear of contradiction that Berlusconi paid and I'll show you here…

The Story:

Once upon a time there was a rich man.
I do not explain where he took the money.
I tell you one thing that my grandmother often told me.
A man becomes rich in two ways: he is a person with exceptional skills and talents or…
Or.
The rich man who became rich thanks to this or, having no exceptional skills and talents, was accustomed, indeed, was forced to pay to get what he wanted.
He always did.
Did he want to own a television?
He paid.
Did he want to have two?
He paid again.
Did he want three?
He paid more.
Did he want them to remain three?
He paid much more.
But there was also what he did not want.
Did he not want to be criticized?
He paid, and many were promoted as many purged.
Did he not want to go to jail?
He paid to create a party.
Well, otherwise tell me how the hell a man might create a party that on the same year of birth wins the election without spending a penny.
Did he not want to be prosecuted?
He paid the party - and not just his – to keep him away from the courts.
Then the counting day came.
His opponents wanted to know how many were still with him.
"Ever one more of yours," he replied smiling.
This is what happened, and not for one, but three.
Did he pay?
To be precise, he was not obliged to open his wallet.
It was enough to not close it.
Otherwise, what would he have done in his life?
A singer on the boats?
Yet, there were so many treasures that the rich man could never buy: disinterested trust, sincere admiration and unconditional loyalty.
To get rid of him we have just to find people who deserve it…


The News: The Day of the confidence vote.

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Monday, December 13, 2010

Berlusconi speech to the Senate: the real deal…

Stories and News No. 288

Between today and tomorrow a great part of Berlusconi’s present and especially future are on the table.
Our whole country does too, given the state of dependence we are by the power of the Italy Premier.
The Prime Minister spoke for about half an hour and, as usual, has said many things.
One day I read somewhere that when the man of power is speaking in public, there is always someone in particular who are sending his own words.
Even if we listen to an institutional and ecumenist monologue, there is always a preferred destination.
In my humble opinion, the meaning of Berlusconi’s speech to the Senate is reduced to his invitation for a deal.
Who is this invitation to?

The Story:

"Honorable senators, as you could hear, as you can see, our position is clear, and at this point who has more responsibility have to show it. For my part, I consider as my responsibility not to overlook any possibility of dialogue with the opposition. It is my responsibility rebuild and renew the alliance of all moderate forces that were at the root of our political commitment and are today, as well as the People of Freedom, in the Northern League, and in Gianfranco Fini’s Fli, in the Udc, the unity of the moderate Italians. This historical and political context is the most precious fruit of this phase - let me emphasize this - ten years of my personal and political commitment. The unity of the moderate Italian heritage is priceless and no one can be so irresponsible as to voluntarily or involuntarily destroy it. We must never forget that the people of the moderates are a truly united people who share the same values and vision of the future, which shares the same vision of freedom, the human person, home, family, work and enterprise. When we talk about the future of the moderates, we must always remember that the people of the moderates are the first, our men and women are our first, the parties and their leaders are only after. In a democracy the people choose the leaders and not the leaders choose the people. I am convinced that the difficulties and divisions that have arisen are by no insurmountable means. The common sense and a sense of proportion must return to prevail. This is what the people of moderates ask us. They don’t call to divide us: they ask us to unite for the good of Italy. To all the moderates in this House I propose a pact to the legislature to ensure consistency and continuity with the election program and shared with the choices, renewing the program and the structure of government. We decide together the way and what the most appropriate tool is. Honorable senators, today we are not discussing the person of the Prime Minister, today we are dealing with the choice between the continuation of a project change and the restoration or return back, the return to those traditional vices of politics that are causing problems that Italy now suffers. Our country needs stability and governance, essential to the achievement of those reforms that are urgently needed. Ensuring stability today is the first condition to secure the interests of the country and seek to build the moderate area. If the government gets confidence from tomorrow we will work for this purpose, to redial the moderate area, as far as possible to enlarge the current majority to all those who share the values and programs of the moderates, those who rely on the strongest political force in Europe, the great family of democracy and freedom that is the Party the European people. We will also work to strengthen the government team and I firmly believe that finally the reasonableness and the responsibility ever win over the unreasonableness and the irresponsibility. I am convinced that the common good always prevail over selfishness and this is the reason why - I think – we will go ahead and continue to work in everyone's interest. If this does not happen I am sure that when the time comes, the Italian people, from which this government and this majority had a clear mandate and a full entitlement to drive the country, will evaluate the merits and justice, common sense and responsibility."

Then the fundamental questions:
Who really are the moderate people Silvio is speaking to?
Who are the moderate people who share values such as family?
Who are these moderate people that ask Berlusconi and his allies to remain united?
I can think only a word and it also starts with letter m.
You know, they asked Giulio Andreotti’s Christian Democrats the exact same things…



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Friday, December 10, 2010

Charles and Camilla car students assault: video and photos explain why

Stories and News No. 287

I read that English students took to the streets in recent days to protest the threefold increase in tuition fees by the conservative government led by Prime Minister David Cameron.
In particular, I also read that Charles and Camilla were attacked while they were in the car. The latter was daubed with white paint and hit by stones, leaving fortunately unharmed the two and their driver.
The news and especially the video are around the world.
The thing that puzzles me more is, as usual, the press comment, the authoritative newspapers which should also authoritatively reflect about the reasons for the situation.
Most of the British media - among the many the Telegraph, the BBC and the Daily Mail, are in a choir on this one question: why did the police and security officers allowed the protesters to reach the Royal car?
That is a sensible query, but, in my humble opinion, there is another question that interests me most, which is apparently incredibly obvious.
Why have the students decided to attack Charles and Camilla’s car?
Why have they chosen His Royal Highness Charles Philip Arthur George, Prince of Wales and his wife Camilla, Duchess of Cornwall?

The Story:

Once upon a time there was a land.
The year was 2010.
The land was considered one of the most advanced democracies in the world.
Yet, in the land considered one of the most advanced democracies in the world there were people who lived like kings.
There was the Queen


There was the Duke of Edinburgh


There was the Countess of Wessex


There was the Duke of York


There were Princes William and Harry


And there were Prince Charles and Duchess Camilla


A happy couple…


A very happy couple…


A very happy and extremely lucky couple…


Until someone more unfortunate than them knocked on the window of their fairy lives…



Here is the video:



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