In recent days I've enjoyed surfing the Web to understand, with the case in Ruby full swing, how we are seen by international observers, the opinion leaders, the foreign press. In practical terms, Italy has become the breeding ground for prostitutes, orgies, and the country of the bunga-bunga, the cradle of the trumpets and fellatio. In words povere un gran puttanaio (e lo dice pure Gelli, http://newrassegna.camera.it/chiosco_new/pagweb/immagineFrame.asp?comeFrom=rassegna&currentArticle=X2T0 , una sorta di mentore del puttaniere di Arcore). Ma tutto questo sembra non scalfire minimamente la coscienza e l'anima del cavaliere trapanatore, anzi ingigantisce il suo smodato orgoglio a sfondo sessuale e ne certifica la sua faccia da culo. E quel che è peggio sta nel fatto che una buona metà di italiani lo assolve e lo invidia, lo coccola e quasi lo invita subliminalmente a continuare nelle sue avventure a luce rossa, chiedendogli solo il nominativo dell'azienda produttrice della famigerata "pompetta" che glielo fa ancora addrizzare. Tutto questo, cari my readers, is so surreal and disgusting to border on madness. Here we are at the center of international scorn, compassion forces of other countries, the widespread disgust by anyone not holding an Italian passport. Yet it all seems so normal to touch the ridiculous than the shameful. Fortunately, in these cases comes to the rescue on the brain and good taste: I believe that each of us (if in possession of normal faculties of discernment) can take note of the fact that Berlusconi is a man increasingly desperate, increasingly more just and that is why more and more dangerous. And so are his loyalists, his much beloved yes-men, now struggling (very much) to follow him, to justify it, to endorse the deeds and senseless attacks on the judiciary. I've had check out Thursday night when, during an episode of Annozero ( http://www.rai.tv/dl/RaiTV/programmi/media/ContentItem-f198b07d-2c11-482a-a65f-326e64a0440b- annozero.html ) the mildly concerned and the Director General of RAI Mauro Masi has certified the torment of a soldier who is running, without conviction, the order of a general crazy. The last gasp of a wounded and isolated Cayman testify to his fear of a loss of power and therefore inevitable oblìo al quale il trapanatore di Arcore è ineluttabilmente destinato. Berlusconi è fortemente preoccupato perchè sa che questa volta gli odiati inquirenti di sinistra (come li ha sempre etichettati lui) hanno in mano qualcosa di terribilmente sostanzioso dal punto di vista probatorio: immagini e filmati che alcune delle sue ancelle predilette, dedite alla pratica famigerata del bunga-bunga, hanno messo a disposizione di chi sta indagando. E Berlusconi sa perfettamente (da smaliziato uomo dell'immagine e della comunicazione) che una bella istantanea compromettente può fare molto più male di cento verbali infarciti da mille intercettazioni. E poi c'è la ben nota Nicole Minetti che ha deciso di presentarsi all'interrogatorio previsto per on the 1st of February and that could make it impossible to continue running the court accompanied by his elderly former benefactor. Of course, we must take into account the fact that Berlusconi's economic resources such as to be able to buy almost everything: a wealth of tens of billions of euro coins into those sums for ordinary mortals are colossal. For Silvio Berlusconi's ten million euro is equivalent to 500 euro a normal wealthy man with a fortune of half a million. So, I guess, Ruby and others have made a simple and justified reasoning, namely that the 5,000 or EUR 10,000 who were in the envelopes, give them the efficient accountant Spinelli, corresponded Pence that normally gives the windscreen at the traffic light at the intersection of Viale Monza or Paullese. The discovery of this obvious fact has resulted in the soul of provocative young escort, the temptation to always be able to fix with a simple blackmail photo or video. Not always, as stated un'abusata publicity, all other things just have a Mastercard. Some vice are priceless. And the last premier of the erections are not always enough to have a blower on command. The fear of the judiciary, processes or even to the end of Cuffaro has led to a formal notice of his beloved playmate. No, no. I'm not talking about faith or Apicella. I am referring to what he has between his legs. Or at least what remains.
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