Skip to main content


Showing posts from October, 2014

Stories about life in Italy: Brain dead woman gives birth to baby

Stories and News No. 686 At San Raffaele hospital in Milan, a 36 years old brain dead woman is expecting a baby. A this time the doctors are working to ensure the new life come to light. Saluting the old one. At this time... The first dance. The first dance together is never forgotten. Mom. Son. The reasons are endless. Unknown to most people. Unspeakable. Because there are no words in the world, which may tell the idea of the moment. As a lifetime. Not as much long as a life, of course. Not as much. But as a lifetime in many other meanings. There, inside you. There, inside of me. The first dance, this one, is now. I know you can hear me, mother. I know that somewhere, you hide. From life. Yours. I know you can see me, son. I know that somewhere, you found me. In life. Yours. The first dance does not need music. A perfect evening. Where everything is great. Where there is food for all, drinking and laughing. And you do anything to stop time. We d

Ebola immigration hoax works video evidence

Stories and News No. 685 Imagine I am a Nazi German general of World War II. The right-wing is… right, forgive the repeat, claiming that migrants carry infectious diseases. Right… I mean, they do well. It works. The method of disease works, I assure you. It worked for us. Let’s say we have used it. As evidenced by the US Holocaust Memorial Museum in Washington, as a recurring theme in our anti-Semitic propaganda, in order to deceive the public, we told that Jews were sowing diseases. To discourage non-Jews from entering the ghettos, seeing the real conditions of life, we put on the entrance signs warning that the ghetto was in quarantine, telling the population about the danger of highly infectious diseases. Since poor sanitation and lack of water and food rations were quickly undermining the health of Jews residing in ghettos, these warnings became a self-fulfilling prophecy when real infectious diseases decimated people of ghettos. Since the thing worked, you know, su

Bad weather in Italy video I am not the killer

Stories and News No. 684 I am innocent. I swear, I'm innocent, but I cannot prove it. Yes, I know, everyone says so. Even those who are caught in the bad act. Like me. With the smoking gun in my hand. O with blood dripping from the blade of the knife I have. I understand, the tests are all there. Well documented. Images and videos. I am a constant everywhere, in every scene of the crime. You don’t need DNA tests or anything else. There is no need to disturb the scientific team. The tests are all there, are overwhelming and each one of them leads to me. I know it's absurd. Me too could not believe me. But this is the perfect crime. Because if you look at the scene, live, in the exact second the victim is murdered, you cannot avoid to point the finger on the only culprit there. Me. That's why there is no lawyer in the world who would agree to take on my defense. Because the jury has already decided. The court has already issued the judgment. And the mo

Right to die video Brittany Maynard and her gifts to us

Stories and News No. 683 Brittany Maynard has only six months left and has decided to die on November 1. She will use a right. The right to choose when and how to leave. This makes me recall a phrase, inspired by a woman bereft of her husband because of an apparently blind, but certainly dumb bomb. For a life going away, there's always another one arriving . Well, if a life goes away claiming a right, leave behind billions of lives. With the gift of same number of rights. The right to shake hands with the present moment, here and now, really. And the right to write with your pen, your own history. The right to understand what is really important, shutting down the noise by fools who rush around us. And the right of coloring at your will what is darkness is for everyone, beyond the last boundary. Despite some claims to know more than you. Sacred right, that. Because if you take away from me the choice to imagine a horizon of my taste, while I'm here, maybe in a

Touching stories about life: The girl that doesn't age

Stories and News No. 682 Brooke Greenberg, the girl who doesn’t age, is dead 20 years old in Maryland, United States. She passed away in a body that proved little more than a year. And the rush to understand where is the secret of her unnatural resistance to aging, beyond the evil that condemned her since birth, seems to have already left. Because the elixir of eternal life has been and always will be the most coveted mirage of humanity. A secret . A secret, yes, a precious one. Here it is. My name is Brooke and I have lived twenty years. Twenty years in a small space, as only the body of a little girl could be. They say 76 cm and 7 pounds. Well, I never paid attention to the numbers. This is not a secret, in fact. The child who doesn’t age, this is the title of my novel. Indeed, of the movie. They will do this, you'll see. I'm curious to know who will play myself. Sure, the plot is predictable. Birth, 20 years and the end . But this too is not a secre