Sunday, November 7, 2010

Full Hd Rocky Screen Savers

Fini has courage ...


In muddy and not very clear scenario of Italian politics are not always able to see characters (real or imagined) that, in practice, can transform into action the many and sometimes cloying words of good intentions and true intention. Not everyone has the necessary courage to field its authority and its political and moral weight to take be postponed and the necessary decisions. At the time of the First Republic (if it was that we are in the second) was in vogue as rampant political jargon for the use and consumption of the barons of the art of non-communication, or that particular power to speak to the people without being (intentionally ) at the same time understand and send messages more or less transverse to supporters and opponents of the political scene. Terms so dear to the various Andreotti, Moro, Rumor, Gava, De Mita and others, such as "parallel convergences" or "historic compromise", today (duly and properly processed) and thrive in the minds of the greatest leaders in mental propositions our house. From this I incipit, perhaps a bit too convoluted, I wanted to highlight my particular waiting for today's speech a few hours Gianfranco Fini decide at the conclusion of the convention and the Future of Freedom in progress in Bastia Umbra. Yesterday I followed through direct SKYTG24 his brief opening speech that he had something of a skirmish for the troops Berlusconi today there will be something loud, I also appreciated the intervention of hotly Italo Bocchino as well as the perfect interpretation (by impeccable showman) of Luca Barbareschi to read the Manifesto in Italy, with the magnificent background of the music of Ennio Morricone taken into loan from the movie "Once Upon a Time in America". Well, in hindsight, the atmosphere that hung yesterday at the convention and the Future of Freedom was typical for Italy the day before the event in full regalia, before the advent fibrillation ideal highlight, preview crackling the main dish of the day. Now it's Gianfranco Fini did not deny the premise, do not betray the expectations, not to frustrate the prospects of real change that part of Italy calls for deliberately and sincerely. The undersigned is part (paradox of paradoxes) of this fringe Italian about to catapult into a new era of national political season, that of post Berlusconi. All eyes, at least of those italiani che si riconoscono in quest'attesa, sono puntati sul presidente della Camera e tutte le orecchie saranno drizzate e pronte a captare l'evento. Spero solo che Gianfranco non faccia, mutuando un paragone calcistico, come quell'attaccante che, solo davanti alla porta sguarnita, cincischia con il pallone tra i piedi permettendo il prodigioso recupero, in tackle scivolato, da parte del difensore centrale berlusconiano. Spero proprio che ciò non accada. Altrimenti, addio partita.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Acrostic Poems With Cortes

Un commento in danese - Kommentar på Dansk

"I've just been on two weeks of language school with Sara in Livorno. It's been great! Sarah knew how to really adapt the teaching to my level and needs, she had patience and was really good at explaining grammar. And because few speak English in Livorno, I had ample opportunity to test the language skills in the real world - I got a lot out of. In addition some wonderful excursions into the eternally beautiful Tuscany that you never get tired of. La Scuola di Sara gets my warmest recommendations, all that will be better in Italian. "

Jacob ottobre 2010

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Lug Nut Covers Cavalier

a dirty like that (Italians like him)


Non posso esimermi da qualche altra considerazione sull'argomento del giorno, della settimana, probabilmente dell'anno. Vale a dire sulle zozzerie compiute, with a frequency that is unbelievable, the Prime Minister of our country. I start with a personal observation: I believe that Berlusconi has all the characteristics (physical, moral character, and more) symptomatic of the classic dirty old man found in bars than once. A sort of decrepit remains of the male lived before the advent of feminism, a male (if we want to call it) that, with the power of money, forcing the women free from disgust and strong stomach, to be subjected to hideous orgies which generate (I think) disgust, indignation and disgust at all those people with normal sensitivity and good manners. But certainly not generate all the emulators (swollen with envy) the drilling of Arcore. The point, unfortunately, is just that. Paradoxically, the symbolic impact of this sad and sordid tale of sex, drugs and bunga bunga is inversely proportional to the custom of an unwritten rule but reasonable application. That which is that, in a democratic country and the civilized adult and sexually, a man clearly out of control (as is now the prime minister) receives admiration and followed by the slice (deterioration) of the same country. This is because, in my view, decades of trash TV, reality television and pornography butcher (based on gender and homophobia) have settled something rotten and dangerous in the brains (and hearts) of men and delle donne alle quali sciaguratamente così a lungo la tv ha parlato. Sono tanti i giovani che si propongono ogni qualvolta parte una chiamata per partecipare a un programma spazzatura o che si appassionano nel seguire quegli squallidi format pomeridiani che mettono in scena il mercato dei sentimenti e della guerra tra i sessi. Mancano (a livello sociale, istituzionale e familiare) dei punti di riferimento forti per quello che riguarda l'universo adulto maschile ed è quindi abbastanza ovvio che l'unico simbolo assoluto e ipertrofico che emerge sia quello di un uomo potente che in modo indisturbato abusa del suo status e che si auto-assolve in nome della sua granitica e sfacciata protervia. Forse è anche figlio stabile di un patriarcato che è is immune to the processes of change in the history of our country. If my information and if my studies were not defrauded by strange events, I can perhaps have the audacity to say that in Italy, sometimes in conflict with others fighting for justice and fairness, were women liberation movements to offer tools for cultural and political practices aimed at changing the history, customs and laws not only for their benefit. And all this, today is a clash on the melancholy situation with the violence of the words of one man (Berlusconi) who spreads hatred, contempt and ill will towards homosexuals, which pays for minors and adults confirm the their sexuality (which is a hydraulic system cost 20 000 €) and to escape his apparent fear of old age and death. That, however, sooner or later, will submit the inevitable and not put off the final bill.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Looking For Show Rabbits In Nj

a letter to make un manifesto


What I'm reading to you, dear visitors of my blog, is a letter written by Marina Terragni (journalist and author, pictured above) to the President of the Council Silvio Berlusconi , taken up by many bloggers and some newspapers on line and it deserves the widest possible circulation, because it makes you think and why you want to share the word for word, comma for comma, point by point. I guess the jackals that wander around hungry and dirty hired around the Pied Piper of Arcore have not the slightest intention to make him read, partly because there would be no danger of an awakening of consciousness on the part of the former satrap and the consequence (for the jackals hired) would be that of all home. In the bottom of my heart now houses the legitimate hope that the prime minister to behave responsibly and old have turned back, just as if you wish the author of the letter which I beg you to scroll with the utmost care, my dear visitors of this blog.
Mr Prime Minister, are old enough they can no longer aspire to be selected for his party at Villa San Martino, but also young enough to be his daughter (through divine goodness I'm not). Those girls are my daughters, and she is their grandfather. She says she has a right to enjoy life, but those girls are entitled to enjoy it. If his daughter or his niece, to enjoy life, to find a place in the world, or as legitimate misplaced ambition, were dancing and stripping for an old man who you are, or even sit in his arms, you for sure suffer a lot. These girls are minors or adults is a fact about the law. But even if they remain 25 years aperta una seria questione di coscienza. Signor Presidente del Consiglio, attualmente Lei gode ancora del consenso della maggioranza degli italiani, ma questo non la dispensa dalla più elementare legge morale, che è quella di non fare del male a chi è indifeso, e di non approfittare di chi si trova in una situazione di bisogno. Se quelle ragazze vengono ai suoi party, signor Presidente, non è perchè la trovino attraente, ma solo perchè sperano di ricavarne qualche vantaggio. Per qualunque donna giovane e feconda, non si faccia illusioni, il contatto con un uomo vecchio è ripugnante. Senza eccezioni. Lei compreso. Questo può essere molto doloroso per un uomo che provi ancora il desiderio di una donna, contravveleno alla paura della approaching death. As far as we are told by a lot of literature, old desire can still be excruciating, and even despair. But there is a possibility that the device of conscience is stronger than the desire is sublimated, that the instinct to protect those who are smaller, such as quasi-girls have the upper hand. This possibility and hope we base this on much of the human condition. There are also the guys, only girls, which for many years, practically since they are in the world, she offers a model of relationship between men and women based on the exchange of sex-power-money. His children and his grandchildren, who keep it, you certainly feel humbled by his laxity. Mr. President, Many observers agree that the time of his premiership is about to expire, we are the last days of Pompeii, and we know that an empire to its end almost always a side expresses moral degradation. But without wanting to talk politics, according to its essentials, and even my humanity, the hope, Mr. President, is that the output you accept the limitations and responsibilities associated with its venerable age, you find the moral strength to express some repentance at the last minute to return to the younger generation that, along with something else (the possibility of a job, a house, a life), was taken away from them: trust in truth, built on respect and dignity, and the possibility of building together, men and women, the little bit of serenity in which we are given hope in life. Be helped to do so, whether alone can not. As told by a daughter to a father in serious trouble, and feeling a deep compassion for you and for all.
I would add to the impeccable letter Marina Terragni simply a reflection of all staff. I think if he were still alive the adored mother of Silvio Berlusconi, Mrs. Rosa Bossi, the same phrases and the same considerations made by Terragni were said by Mrs. Rosa to his son and that they would not hesitate a moment to bow their heads and resign from role of head of government, leaving the political scene and immediately retired to private life. Maybe in a beautiful monastery. Absolutely novices.