Thursday, July 29, 2010

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I remember one My friend told me about the existence of the word mute people and people who can not speak for other reasons, I remember that I was scioccata.Questa my friend told me that he was the head of a dumb girl for a month, she was not alone c 'were many other words with her, we all suffer, trapped in the girl who could only express to you my friend gesti.La felt fortunate, however, because she had the good fortune to hear the voice of that girl, because in his head said the then repeated the words with gestures. Sometimes we're really lucky, we know the intimate parts of people and beautiful, like when we come from a diary written in secret and guard the secrets and emotions. Other times we know the worst part of the people, falsehood and hypocrisy. The people there usually hypocritical "use" such as chewing gum, chewing it pretending to eat and then spits. The fake people but we do not know how to use very well, usually it is false to others but also to itself, it uses a bit like a placebo. In fact many times we have the words we are instead a function placebo.A times and real medicine to cure their wounds, rebuilds and restores energy vitale.Oggi but I'm tired, tired words are famous, I'll rest a little that is rather, we do not ever go on vacation. See you soon.

Friday, July 23, 2010

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I greet you for a few days I go on holiday with her friends until Tuesday. See you soon.

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Wednesday, July 21, 2010

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Agenda red red shirts ...



The red shirts of Garibaldi marked the birth of Italy, the agenda of red Borsellino marked the end of Italy. I was 3 years old in 1992, did not understand and did not know anything about what happened, I have memories of this "tragedy." We tragedies like the Italians, we like to praise the dead and regret, we like a little less fight alongside the living, I know, I've learned. The words of the son of Borsellino I freeze the blood, even the words of Emilio Fede. Same effect. The deep respect for a state that has taken away all by Manfredi Borsellino and the profound contempt for a man who gave everything to the State, all in real sense of the word after the life you can not give anything by Emilio Fede, this drives me crazy Italian Schizophrenia. Thinking about the Italian situation I can think of a single image, "the oil slick that has poured into America. The oil spill has spread to the whole ocean suddenly, everyone ran for cover, trying to save all the salvageable but it was too late, the oil has coated everything and can not be cleaned, we try but you can not. You try to plug the leak, but this does not work. The Mafia is like a drill rig that the state, we do not realize it because there are drilling away from our eyes, the only time we notice something is when it it's too late. Falcone and Borsellino were killed as the fish, due to a "thing" covered with black and made them unrecognizable. We tell ourselves that sacrificed themselves for the state and who left us an important lesson, and it's all true in theory, but we have not learned the lesson and the state has sacrificed like lambs to God is a red vendicativo.Il color that is part of our country, passion red, red wine, red sauce and red blood, the blood poured out for Italy. Dear Faith Agenda Wallet Red is not red communist red blood, in the words of his sangue.Chiudo Manfredi Borsellino that most struck me.

I saw my father, or rather its "ruins" because when I came in via D'Amelio was recognized by the then President of the Court of Appeals, Dr. Carmelo Conti, who wanted to take me to the Centre of Forensic Medicine, where shortly after I was joined by my mother and my paternal grandmother. I learned later that my sister Lucy not only wanted to see what was left of my father, but he also wanted to reconcile and dress in the morgue. My sister Lucy, the same as a few hours after the death of his father would have supported a university exam in disbelief leaving the commission, told us that our father is dead, smiling under his mustache, smoked from the soot of the explosion has glimpsed his usual grin, his smile ever,

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Parolandia (Part 3)



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"You're different" phrase that shows pretty well what I have said many times, namely that the words change depending on how and by whom are said to be said. The phrase "you are different" can have many values \u200b\u200balways remaining the same, you can be different as patner, positive sense, can be different from how you were before, for better or worse and then you can be different in skin color, religion, in the language, in the physical. Diversity is something we need, we need as a means of parogone with the normal range, because the norm exists, does exist, normal is not all that surprising that we take for granted, that does not concern us, makes us impassively, everything is normal, the rest is different in all its exceptions. We return to the Faith, as I said now is 11 years old is in a phase in which he uses words as weapons, for cause, he enjoys seeing people's reactions to his provocations, and people very often enjoy being provocare.Io are 1, a word that does the right thing, not all follow their children, but I'm fond of me in faith. I know you are thinking, "Well we talk about diversity and then two hours does not tell us what is the diversity of Frederick" is really important? Change something to know what makes it different? We just know that it is. Words we have no enemies, or rather we did not antagonists, perhaps the physical violence is the only thing that mine, but usually breaks out because of "our." When we fail "us" then comes into play physical violence, is I would say an almost scientific principle. There is also a "physical" good, that also comes into play when we fail, a hug. I greet you as soon solito.A.

Tuesday, July 20, 2010

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Daemonhost! Drawings of Stefano. This can

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You know when you roll around the room laughing and continuing to tumble down the stairs of the building until you reach the road where, heedless of traffic between a bus and a scooter, you Pm10 of flour? Here, the effect you get by reading this book will be more or less like this: laughing uncontrollably losing control of your body!
careful, dangerous satire ... is likely to make you see things as they really are forcing you to think.
Daemonhost! Drawings of Stefano BC Dalai publisher, 2010. Foreword by Marco Travaglio , now in all libraries (those beautiful)

Monday, July 19, 2010

Thursday, July 15, 2010

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Parolandia (part 2)





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"My" baby name is Fred, he is now 11 years older, when you're the first word of a child stay with him for life and in fact I always with him 'strange sometimes be a word is the greatest thing in the world sometimes the worst thing is, we touch the sky and descend into the underworld. It 's beautiful when you laugh when you sing when you're decisive, when it becomes poetry, there are people with "We" are really good, but good in the true sense of the word, not as good as politicians or lawyers who are not good with "We" are just "pushers" of words, people are really good course, not all the singers, poets, writers, even if some how we exploit mineral resources, there is a culture of respect for the words . A terrible thing that happens is we get caught in people's heads, what my mother is a kind of terrible torture, sometimes laugh because who keeps us trapped is only so much and can not free other times it is even harder because we are trapped for life and we never said but always turn in the head as in a kind of group infernale.Qualche time it happens that we "abide" and is a funny thing, I do not know whether to call it positive or negative as I said with "We" do not have this distinzione.Voglio'll come back to Frederick, with him we have been through a lot, is because he is a child, a boy now, different. "Different" is one of those strange words, is what they mean everything and nothing, it is used with caution, used for convenience, other than to say you save the time to think, at the same time, however, is a word that makes you paura.Scusate now I andare.Alla next.

Wednesday, July 14, 2010

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"Fighting for peace is like making love for virginity" (John Lennon)

The war has always been there. From time immemorial, human beings have felt the strange need to prevaricate, to subdue, to "expand" on the other constricting similar to "retire". Since Cain said to Abel the sack, as claimed by the believers, the war has plagued this planet and has often been like that biblical fratricide case. I do not like to be
celebration and that is why I chose this period, away from current events or anniversaries, to expose my thoughts.
I do not think we should still discourse on the war: the extremists or crazy can only speak of "just war", but I want to focus on peacekeeping missions. On May 17 Italian troops have been "victim" of yet another ambush by the Taliban in the area of \u200b\u200bBala Murghab. Now I wonder how much longer we leave there, "our boys" to act as a moving target for the Taliban?
I do not know if this war, like any other for that matter, is driven by political and economic reasons. I do not want to know whether the daughter of a colossal lie, or an actual due. I just want to understand why we should still extend the stay of "peacekeepers" in the territories where the nest with their alleged terrorists, as alleged, weapons of mass destruction. What is the purpose than to increase even more
the number of casualties, of such a stubborn will to impose our presence in a nation that now needs to follow his path?


I have no answers, only questions I have: the answers are not being heard, the questions help you think!

Tuesday, July 13, 2010

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Parolandia



The title is trivial, I know. I like writing a story, a somewhat special However, a story made of words and this time I want to give "voice" to them. It 's a esperimento.Ogni Monday to write a piece of the story. This week I'll write two or three to start. Enjoy it




Hello I am a word, there should be of interest to which any single. I live in the land of words, a huge country with a huge population, oh yes we are so many more words of Chinese, from what I know the Chinese are tanti.Vi ask how the country of words? Well what can we say? It 's weird, it's a mess, there are "good or bad, we are not words we are" good "or" bad "depends on how we humans use to you, some We use it to hurt. In our country there are words that are golden, a golden almost blinding, are the so-called BIG. Those important words full of meaning, but do not qualify, you humans use them a lot, sometimes even out of turn but I like to fill your mouth with them, you should feel importanti.La our life is difficult, we sballotate from you people. Since little ones we used, we are the first thing you remember and sometimes we are also the last. It 'good to be the first word of a child, bring joy, we see the happy faces of parents, a little less beautiful is to be the last word of someone you have a huge task, but our words we are accustomed to difficult tasks, you humans will entrusted to us for the tasks more difficult. But sometimes we really inutili.Torniamo to children, their relationship with us is the best one is not afraid of their spontaneous use us, use us and just tell us and even when it hurts to laugh but if an adult tells us evil may not make people laugh but to damage. Uh how much damage I've seen it done by adults because we were told wrong. Not talking. I was the first word of a child, my mom that emozioneee!! My baby is a boy, roly-poly red-haired beauty, a real long time birbantello.Ha used to tell me, also doing their genitori.Ma worry I will tell you the rest next time, I have to go one of you called me.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

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The cartoon is like a pig ...

.. do not throw anything away.
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So here's to you two vignettes "discarded" (no fault of the designer, the ever great Filodichina ) and replaced by two completely different since being built, I realized that he had written less than a shit ... you know, moreover, who is Ausa himself of his ill cry (but the artist has to work twice, sigh sorry!).

Friday, July 9, 2010

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Wednesday, July 7, 2010

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are in a period a little messed up, I'm preparing an exam at university, a esamaccio.Questo absolutely does not want to justify my poor writing. There is a reason why I write short, it is. My relationship with writing is well, love and hate. Great inspiration or zero value, in the writing I have no middle ground. Writing is something I've done since childhood, poems, stories, and then with the growth of the writing has become a means of "denunciation" of all things that were happening and that I did not go well, I can assure you that the list is long. As my awareness has grown of the power of writing, my writing. The highlight perhaps I caught up with the letters to Giuliano Ferrara, my writing was powerful, so powerful that it led me on TV. Wonderful experience. I continued to write, maybe I never stopped writing, I wrote on another blog very nice, then I took a pausetta and I created my blog. The minute space where I write everything I want, use the tones I want, have my times, to know different realities ignored even try to turn curiosity and reflection, first of all in myself and then in others. I think I on the right track, you can certainly do more. That said, it is important for me, it is important to know the why of things.

I want to resume the discourse on diversity made by Pepper. I am in complete agreement with what he says, the approval I do not like, I will not be the same to any person, I want to be recognized as an individual rather than as disabled. Use the categories is comfortable, we are big and wasteful electricity consumption goods but do we have to do a lot of effort mentale.Non economy, everything is already there, we do not have to do is recite the script. Between able-bodied and disabled the script reads: The able-bodied stiffens at the sight of the disabled, he wonders if he is able to understand speech, has not the slightest idea what to say, he mentions a smile and maybe a "Hello" and then move quickly gaze and breathing a sigh of solievo. The disabled person is waiting like a cat's prey, remains a serious pending the wrong move, does not speak for the first expected and finally confirmed his theory that people do not integrate it. This is what usually happens is certainly not always, but often is not. This creates a vicious circle, so each confirms its thesis. There is no confirmation of the worst thing many times. To break this cycle we must ask and answer, we must abandon the script and improvise, we must make an effort and go beyond! Certainly it is not easy but I can assure you it is possibilissimo.Andiamo BEYOND.

Saturday, July 3, 2010

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Thursday, July 1, 2010

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Yesterday, watching a video on disability, or rather on an alleged quest for equality between "normoabili" and disabled, I am genuinely shocked, offended as well.
I do, or I could do, everything that makes a normoabile average (obvious, I liken it to sports or artists) and now I show it to you.
normoabile A walk? Me too. Him on the legs, I on the wheels. A
normoabile swim? Me too ... at least before the tracheotomy (which I am not indispensable). A
normoabile driving a car? I can also, no money for the purchase of the car, but I could (the money does not depend on the disability). A
normoabile sex? I, too, in ways and in different positions, but I do not abstaining. A
normoabile dresses, goes to the bathroom, wash? I, too, but with the help of those who pay or who loves me. We open a small parenthesis: the world hundreds of thousands of normoabili, both men and women, are forced to pay for love, sex, or listening. Ergo, if I pay to be cleaned and dressed, this does not undermine my self-esteem, which instead would happen in cases ABOVEMENTIONED.
The truth is that I do all these actions in a different way, because we're different!
The last sentence of the video is what I was really annoyed.
quote: "The only difference between us (normoabile and disabled) is that you see me differently, I see you like me."
What that irritates me is that, hidden in this sentence, there is an appealing quest for equality.
I do not want to be like a normoabile! I want to be myself!
Why this race for normality (if any)? Why seek the approval? Why deny if stessti?
We are different, all, and wonderful as such.
I think this is one of the reasons why the disabled are unable to emerge in society. Precisely because of this insane desire to be "confrorme the parameter.
You may have noticed that I have spoken exclusively in person. I did it just to avoid generalizations and to save my singularity, but believe me when I tell you that I know many disabled people who have nothing to envy to a normoabile. First and foremost our
Anita!