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TOPIC OF THE WEEK - 21 - 27 September 2009

DEMOCRAZIA IN PERICOLO - ma chi really threatening?

It 's true, absolutely true, and those who follow me know that I'm saying this for some time. In Italy, democracy is in danger.

But who really is putting in danger, who really wants to treat people (who would be king ...) as un'accolita of morons?

summarize some trivial truth, which seems to be regularly (and maliciously) forgotten.

The sovereign people, with elections in April last year, has sent home most of the left (for the majority, however, which had never made the required inspection of ballots) and has largely voted for the center, leading to Palazzo Chigi Silvio Berlusconi, leader of the PDL. Berlusconi has formed a government and was quickly put to work for the country.

But the sovereign people, as recently explained the former ardent fascist, sorry at the right time, Giorgio Bocca, if you vote for the left is mature and intelligent, if Voting the right is stupid. Ergo, the gurus who have for decades the awarded monopoly of truth, must intervene to save the stupid people from the harm they do by myself.

For months there going to try to rummage in the sheets of Berlusconi, but in this mess one person take advantage of it, namely that Mrs. D'Addario, which operator is the oldest profession in the world, is a tract in the guise of unusual source of Truth and star.

At one point the left is aware (someone not quite decerebration is also among them) that the trick is not very useful, and even decide that you no longer need to be when a man of appalling cruelty That Victor Felts, director of the Newspaper, non pubblica alcune notizie riservate sull'attività amatoria di un tale signor Boffo, attività che pare sia diretta verso la sponda opposta rispetto a quella altamente pubblicizzata del Presidente del Consiglio. Orrore e sdegno democratico. Si scopre così che la "privacy" è sacra, e il tutto, detto da chi sulla privacy ci ha sputato sopra fino al giorno prima, ha un inevitabile connotazione umoristica.

Ma, tant'è.

Ora accade un altro fatto terribile, spaventoso. Berlusconi, stanco del fatto che Repubblica e Unità scrivano su di lui un sacco di fregnacce, esercita il proprio right, like any other citizen, to sue two newspapers, bones to ask the judge that the drafters of shit should be punished and sentenced to reasonable compensation. Among other things, in so doing, the Berlusca takes upon itself the risk that the judge gives reason to the two above-named newspapers. In short, the Prime Minister does what anyone can do, contends that his honor has been offended, and asks the court to condemn those who committed this fact.

At this point, the horror and indignation democratic rise at maximum power: Berlusconi tries to put a gag on the press!

And then, quite frankly, the various Di Pietro Santoro, Franceschini, Scalfari, to give the first names that come to mind spontaneously ask a question: Gentlemen, you are really stupid or you just want to play? The question is legitimate because of this horrible threat to freedom of information will also organize an event (which, with excellent demonstration of the many things that is not good to say, is also associated events). Probably next one and forget about complaints made by D'Alema, the Mortadella and many others. Nobody screamed against the attack on the freedom of information.

If the suit makes the Berlusca, then the tears democratic and antifascist coalesces into a sob desperately to defend democracy.

And then I go back to the title question: Who actually is threatening democracy? Is threatening the people looking desperately for months and months, to overturn an election result clear, clear, indisputable. Berlusconi must go. This is the only obsession of a left that no longer has any policy proposal, so much so that increasingly takes a frantic foot urlacchiatore like Di Pietro, but now lives in a monomania.

In Italy there is no longer a dialectic parliamentary majority - opposition, a real exam, weighted measures of the government to make, where necessary, objections and proposals. In Italy there is only one former opposition that has been lost, along with the wisdom, the sense of the ridiculous.

If I look to the left Berlusconi has a basic fault, irreparable harm by definition exists.

E quindi si può tranquillamente fare di tutto e di più (sulle idiozie di un Di Pietro che paragona Berlusconi a Hitler e a Saddam, non mi fermo, non avendo studiato psichiatria), nel disperato tentativo di spingere il Capo del governo a presentare le dimissioni.

Questo, amici, ha un solo nome: Colpo di Stato.

E allora, insisto, da dove vengono le minacce per la democrazia?

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TOPIC OF THE WEEK - 14 - 20 September 2009

A KABUL SI MUORE, IN ITALIA SI VOMITA ODIO

Mi pare che in questa settimana appena trascorsa ci sia una sola cosa di cui parlare: la morte dei nostri sei soldati a Kabul. Certo, anche questa settimana è stata piena di pagliacciate fornite da quella sub-palude dell’intelligenza che è ormai la politica dei parolai sinistrati. Ma non ce ne frega niente, tanto moriranno da soli, soffocati dalla propria inconsistenza.

Mi interessa invece, da questa modesta tribuna, invitare alla preghiera per quei sei militari, per il loro sacrificio e per lo strazio dei loro familiari e amici.

Mi interessa che si parli di loro, perché questo squinternato Paese è ancora capace di produrre uomini che non cercano lo sballo, non vogliono scorciatoie per un impiego sicuro e ben remunerato, non ciondolano dal lunedì al venerdì per fare gli imbecilli al sabato e alla domenica.

No, grazie al Cielo in questo nostro squinternato Paese c’è anche chi sceglie la carriera delle armi, e si trova a migliaia di chilometri da casa, dagli affetti, da madri e fidanzate e mogli, perché il dovere lo ha chiamato lì. E non mi si dica, per favore, la balla che i nostri soldati vanno in quei posti perché attracted by the lavish pay. When there's half of the skin, count for little money. In countries still plagued by the demon of hatred, death can come suddenly from every angle. And we have seen, unfortunately.

The Islamic offensive to the free world (which culminated in the attack on the Twin Towers, but started well at first) called the West suddenly obese and tarnished the hard reality of the facts. We are at war. In a ruthless war, driven by fanaticism that does not stop until it sees the death of the last enemy. Or that it will stop if the enemy is, as they say in military parlance, "neutralized." In war va per fare la guerra, è forse brutto ricordarlo, ma è così. Ed è altrettanto vero che ci sono guerre ingiuste e guerre giuste, addirittura necessarie.

I pacifisti scatenati, questi piccoli evirati mentali, ricordano molto i tremebondi governi europei che stavano a guardare Hitler che si pappava l’Europa. Ricordate la famosa frase: “Morire per Danzica? Mai!”.

Ora i nuovi nazisti, accecati dall’odio per tutto ciò che è umano, civile, cristiano, si sono scatenati nel loro delirio di morte. Il loro vagheggiato califfato universale sarà coperto da un tappeto di morti ammazzati, in nome della Santa Guerra per Allah.

E allora possiamo dire: “Morire per Kabul? Sì. È doloroso, è sciagurato, ma può essere inevitabilmente necessario. Perché i soldati che sono in quei Paesi (né mi riferisco solo ai nostri. Pensiamo allo sterminato numero di vittime tra i soldati americani. E anche altri Paesi partecipano alle operazioni) hanno un compito ben preciso: distruggere i terroristi e ridare così pace non solo ai Paesi infestati, ma al mondo.

In nostri sei soldati, come gli altri che li hanno preceduti Lassù, sono morti per noi. Purtroppo ci ricordiamo della loro opera instancabile solo quando qualcuno ci lascia la pelle. Ma ricordiamoci almeno che “nessuno è così grande come chi da la vita per i suoi amici”. E rivolgiamo una preghiera al Signore, che li accolga nel Suo Regno, alla Madonna, che, Madre Misericordiosa, li consoli e consoli il dolore di quelle mamme, spose, bimbi, che all’improvviso si sono trovati con una lama gelida nel cuore.

Pace e gloria ai caduti di Kabul.

Ma è inevitabile una piccola coda, perché come cristiani avremmo un certo diritto ad avere dei Pastori ( e non degli sciagurati) e dei Vescovi che sappiano frenare il delirio degli sciagurati, quando questo reca davvero scandalo.

Non meritano una parola i quattro imbecilli che hanno imbrattato i muri con scritte oltraggiose, tipo “ -6” . Avrei solo piacere che venissero rinchiusi per cinque minuti, solo cinque minuti, in una stanza, in compagnia dei commilitoni dei caduti. Perderebbero tante cattive abitudini…

Ma merita una parola invece uno sciagurato incosciente che risponde al nome di Don Giorgio De Capitani, parroco di un paesino nel lecchese. Andate a leggere il suo sito: http://www.dongiorgio.it/

E lo troverete ricco di insulti per i nostri caduti, definiti mercenari, e maschioni fascistoidi. E poi, la solita sbrodolata retorica sul fatto che si parla poco degli operai morti (dei quali invece, giustamente, si è sempre parlato), e altre amenità sinistrorse del genere. Ho girato un po’ il suo sito (l’ho fatto prima di pranzo, così non ho vomitato) e, salvo errore, non ho letto tanto sacro furore contro gli abortisti. Lo sa, caro Giorgio (il “Don” mi pare eccessivo) quanti bambini vengono assassinati ogni anno in Italia, in nome del “diritto” ad abortire?

Ma fin qui, tutto può accadere. Può essere che quel Giorgio De Capitani sia semplicemente fuori di zucca. Non sarebbe né il primo né l’ultimo. Del resto, si è già esibito nel dare del “porco” al Presidente del consiglio e ovviamente il suo sito è linkato con quello del profeta genovese, presunto prete che a suo tempo si autonominò padre spirituale dei forsennati che devastarono Genova in occasione del G8.

OK, il Giorgio è fuori di zucca, quindi interviene il suo Vescovo e prende i provvedimenti necessari. Ma il suo Vescovo è poi un Arcivescovo, visto che si parla dell’Arcidiocesi ambrosiana. It is His Eminence, Cardinal Dionigi Tettamanzi. What does S. Am to curb his priest (so to speak) when you played? Nothing, absolutely nothing, nothing spectacularly, and George can go on undaunted to spew his message of hate.

Moreover, in support of His Eminence, we must remember that it is very taken by the interreligious dialogue. He has just collected the praise of the Islamic community in Milan for his invitation to build mosques in every district (perhaps forgetting that in many districts there is no Catholic Church ...). He has much to do, as that day when he had no time to say anything, after hundreds of Islamic asses profaned the air had the courtyard of the Church more dear to the Milanese.

Tonight we have another prayer from hydro, as well as for our fallen soldiers, victims of duty in Kabul. We must say a prayer for the Holy Church , undermined its internal confusion. Remember who is the father of lies and confusion?

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No, not a frame from Inglorious Bastards.
ps: I would see all the photo galleries. So, on a whim.

update:

"poached ochres, blacks pants, a coat of arms flag and an eagle with the inscription Spqr about six people were found in Piazza della Repubblica in Rome for the first out in the capital of the volunteers of the Guard Italian National Team. The "volunteers National Guard "were deployed to the streets of the Republic of Legionnaires saluting with his right arm raised or three open fingers, then toured by National

Approx.

In the sense that you can not count or that you were not sure who they were?
People, I say.

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E 'has become usual to deal with the fact Templars without authority or the competence. Increasingly, we read, in fact, conferences and conventions held in totally inappropriate areas, with the presence of characters who would do better to pursue other interests.

It so happens that il venditore di mantelli e spade, neo-templare pataccaro, si improvvisi storico esperto di un qualcosa di cui non ha capito un accidente. O che illustri professionisti, come medici, avvocati e quant'altro, si cimentino in una materia che richiede invece sacrificio, dedizione, assiduità e soprattutto disinteresse.

Che dire, ad esempio, di quell'individuo che scarica documenti da internet (in un sito di giochi di ruolo!) e, senza verificarne minimamente la fonte e la veridicità, li inserisce poi in volumi dati alle stampe?

Che tristezza...

Ecco, quindi, che in ogni dove si organizzano manifestazioni prive di basi, exploiting the memory of the martyrs of time and involves some historian by profession, called for an opportunity to seize good faith.

Then, perhaps, this would be the first historian should apologize, having regard to previous disputes referred by teachers and pathetic esotericists greenhorn.

Greetings.

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In questo post non si parla di musica


With him I always had some problems, yes.
It was an evening of late December 2003, a friend and I had reported this classical pianist by the name heavy, used to intrude into subgenres often explored by him first. The album was on the market for propostomi a couple of years, was called "The Days", and it was just the latest product of this artist, already known to many of the uninitiated (who had to sing the praises in the following years) for an album seven years before he some success. The others, those of around, I knew a long time for an endless series of projects and collaborations, including several movie soundtracks (Nanni Moretti and Michele Sordillo at all). It was the period in which Open Studio and Live life do not rub in any service, from child bitten by dog \u200b\u200b, the return of spring to I'm dying of cancer but a gift to my daughter because the bone heals leukemia che poi tanto c'ha il diabete e le torte sacher non le potrà mangiare mai.
Dimentico il cd in macchina (senza averlo mai ascoltato) per un mesetto buono. Poi, una sera guidando in solitudine, complice una situazione sentimentale che andava aggrovigliandosi in modo incontrollabile, decido che è ora di dare una svolta. Cambiare musica. Allungo la mano sul sedile posteriore e recupero dal mucchio proprio quel cd. Lo metto, mentre continuo a guidare e a riflettere su quello che sta succedendo alla mia vita. Nel frattempo le note si insinuano nei miei pensieri, li avvolgono. No. Di più. Ne entrano a far parte. Li condizionano, li possiedono, li spingono mentre iniziano a vorticare freneticamente, li trascinano, cullandoli, mentre rallentano. I, the first time, the album is as if I had not heard. As if every note she had given birth to my mind. There was no groove, no distinction, everything was fully integrated, precise, perfect.
I cried.
Fuck you, I cried.
For a month I have not heard much. He felt the physical need, it was as if I could be alone with myself and my private torment, only through that key. A door, not to leave, but to enter. The bit I'm doing a 'melodrama, perhaps, but ultimately something we all passed, to some extent.
Then, just.
A month later, approximately, for the first time, and for reasons beyond my will (Which still escape me) I heard "I Days" by Ludovico Einaudi completely undressed cathartic (I hate when I use words like fucking cathartic, but it works in concept) to which I had covered. Aladdin's lamp was not working anymore, and I saw it last for what it was.
basically an album of shit.
little more than a mediocre and banal stuff, yes, perhaps with some idea to save, ok. But a small thing, really. The hangover of those days I was suddenly gone, and I discovered that Don Perignon I was drunk which was, in fact, a tank mixture of 3%.
disorientation, hopelessness and disappointment. I did not understand well, but as things stood. So, patience. Yes, go ahead.
not end there, though.
few months later came "One morning", and this time I decided to buy it, so, without much hope. Then it's not a compulsive shopping disorder of women. One goes on my shoes, I go to Club 33 in Corso Umberto. Eccheccazzo.
Surprise.
A masterpiece. Overwhelming
, fiery, powerful in its infinite tenderness. Christ's sake. Muoio.
for a month. Then
. Same
.
I fucking tacky horrible in private for that dared to sell music, he and those fags who play next. BUT NO. NO! I'm pissed off almost as much as a few months ago, when that face round with a longitudinal slot of Giovanni Allevi, the world swimming in Turin, told of his technique to review the scores underwater. A memory. What then remained for the time being be the inspiration for new pieces. Fuck.
I had cheated again. And again I rubbed
later.
So for Becoming a bit 'less Diario Mali that on the whole I liked even more than a month, but it was always for the waves, for Eden Roc. for Light of my eyes.
A month of habituation and total cancellation of the critical sense. A month in which I threw Chopin and Keith Jarrett in the toilet for 'dick I'm in Milan. One month, only a month.
So if in the next month I will tell you that Nightbook, appena uscito, e appena comprato, è il più bell'album del decennio, per favore;
NON credeteci.
Grazie.

Ho appena finito di ascoltarlo.
E' il più bell'album del decennio.

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WHO review! NOW Beppino Englaro feel victimized and bring actions for defamation

I've read that the Beppino Englaro, now in a paroxysm narcissistic, has DECLARED for defamation thirty websites, where his act was called by name: "murder" or equivalent.

Because I am proud to have been, along with other brave friends, including most of those who fought to save the lives of the defenseless Eluana I Dispach hours remain cut off from this great national festival of hypocrisy . Quinidi I wrote the following email to the Public Prosecutor at the Court of Lecco:

the attention of Esquire Dr. Paul Gross, PM at the prosecutor of Lecco

Dear Dr. Del Grosso,

because I learn from the press that his office was being investigated over thirty websites, surveys derived from libel charges filed by the lawyer. Joseph Campeis ENGLARO Beppino of Udine, I wish them the following:

- forum connected with the site of the History Free ( www.storialibera.it , then click on the forum, and then on the contemporary era, ideology, ideology and euthanasia), I dealt at length the case of Eluana and I have often referred to as "murder" or "murder" what was taking place against this poor defenseless woman

- consequently I have often referred to as "murderess" (or equivalent term) the father ENGLARO Beppino, since the latter has worked for years to get la morte della figlia per sete e fame, facendo cessare l'alimentazione e idratazione.

La stessa terminologia ho sovente usato nel mio blog, il cui indirizzo trova in calce alla presente.

Ho usato tale terminologia perchè chi causa la morte di un innocente, fuori dai casi di non punibilità previsti dalla legge, commette appunto un "omicidio" o "assassinio". Nè rientra in alcun modo tra i casi di non punibilità un'ordinanza assolutamente anomala emessa da un organo judiciary on the basis of any law. In this respect it is also necessary to remember that the criminal law explicitly prohibits the use of custom or law as a source of analogy.

add that at each location would be ready to repeat these assessments, which stem not only from moral judgments, but also the habit of giving things the right name.

I've always written without the use of nicknames or "nickname". I always sign with your name, Paul Deotto.

The above I wanted to do this, to facilitate, at least in part, on the job.

Receive my best regards

Paul Deotto

(address below, numbers telefonici e indirizzo mail)

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TOPIC OF THE WEEK - 7-13 September 2009 8 September 1943

PIERFERDINANDO... CASINI

Lo scorso anno, quando dalle pagine dei forum di Storia Libera lanciammo l’appello elettorale per le consultazioni di aprile, sconsigliavamo caldamente di votare per quel “centro” vero o presunto, che piuttosto sembrava aspirare a diventare l’ago della bilancia, per potersi assicurare posti di governo a destra o a sinistra, visto anche that the estimates (proved spectacularly bust then), gave a probable break-even.

On that occasion I took a fair number of insults, including from Catholic friends, who continued to speak (or rave?) Of "Catholic party", not realizing that this no longer existed, if and conceded that it ever existed.

Then the elections went as we know, with a triumphant affirmation of the duet PDL - Lega, which the House and the Senate has secured a strong majority, a guarantee of governance and governability for one term. The exceptional charisma, like it or not, Berlusconi and Bossi, who has large following in some areas and in some regions, had given their results. As UDC, poor thing, the House won 5.7% of the seats in the Senate and just 0.95%. How bad fiasco, which also showed a lot of the electorate as a Catholic (which fortunately is not so small) had given confidence to the center.

The Pier Ferdinando Casini was described to me by a person of great intelligence and reliability, as a good person, honest. I have no reason to doubt it. But I have no reason to doubt a tantino della sua intelligenza, perché ai recenti “stati generali” (ma una volta non si diceva “congresso”?) dell’UDC si è abbandonato a una serie di stravaganti affermazioni che lasciano perplessi, non foss’altro per il loro scarso (o nullo) collegamento con la realtà.

Ora, è sempre bello pensare che ciò che si spera sia vero, ma è anche necessario, terminato il momento di relax cerebrale favorito dagli svolazzi della fantasia, mettere i piedi per terra.

Come può un uomo che rappresenta meno del 6% dell’elettorato expected to become the balance of Italian politics? How can you say that their policy proposal is the only real news? (Yeah, but the policy proposal of the UDC, who did it happen?). Because it mimics the secretary of the thing, the Democratic Party, saying that the era of Berlusconi's over? And with that declares its readiness to make alliances with all local, depending on convenience?

stop here with question marks, because I would not make me an idiot and infected by the new fashion journalism to put long lists of questions, mostly to Berlusconi, then questions it behind a single, fundamental, frightening, because you won?

The only logical location for the UDC would be within the PDL. But this would mean accepting that the PDL will be headed by Berlusconi, while Berlusconi will want to do or be able to do so. But if the opposition wants to UDC, the face in a serious way, not Scalfari - Mauro, now pathologically afflicted (and their many victims, that instead of the Gospel read in the Republic) by the desire to kill Berlusconi. Bossi, a staunch ally of Berlusconi, but the defect (or tactic?) To shoot her every so big, so now we are talking about disposable "Crisis" of government companies.

It has come to the stupidity (such as branded by Calderoli) to talk about early elections, with the government that has a safe majority to both Houses like few others in the postwar period. Sure, the league does his job in pressuring the government to reach that total realization of federalism, which is in its programs.

But from here to say that the League is about to leave the Government, there runs. Bossi is too smart to make such a step, knowing that the League and the PDL now have a deal of steel, and that the League alone should meet ally with a left adrift, however, that he gave a horrifying account of itself in the twenty months of wretched government Mortadella

And from here to offer themselves as allies the next, no matter who, but allies ( which also means sharing of seats ...) we run the difference between dreams and the ability to interpret reality.

Casini non spiega perché l’era di Berlusconi sarebbe finita, non spiega perché l’era del bipolarismo sarebbe finita. Non spiega, afferma. Il che può anche essere una buona tattica, ma diventa un po’ suicida quando sei, elettoralmente parlando, un nanetto.

E poi il Casini termina il suo intervento con una frase tanto bella, tanto suggestiva, ma della quale non si capisce niente. Se ce la spiegherà, gli saremo infinitamente grati. Dice infatti questo Titano della politica: “L’alleanza contro Berlusconi è il miglior regalo che possiamo fare a Berlusconi stesso”. Che vuol dire? Boh! NB: come alleati, vanno bene tutti…

Nel frattempo, alla festa della Lega, Bossi rilancia la Padania libera, ma riconferma l’alleanza col PdL.

Casini lancia il “grande centro”. Contento lui. Nei giorni scorsi si è incontrato anche con Rutelli e con Fini, con tutti questi personaggi in cerca d’autore, questi fantasmi che da troppo tempo infestano una politica che continua comunque a svelare il suo lato peggiore, che è poi l’aspetto peggiore dell’eredità dei due vecchi “partiti mass, "DC and PCI. We refer to the total disregard for the electorate, for its choices, and the total disregard for the good of the country.

What the electorate has chosen to April of last year, even a child would understand it a bit 'silly. Respect and loyalty they would like the opposition, doing his job, offering a political alternative. But failing, he went to dig up in the sheets of the Head of Government. This government works, is led by a man who, like it or not, is extremely popular (also because it has demonstrated the ability to "do"), and then break the old patterns. Death to Berlusconi. This is the only messaggio che la sinistra sa dare.

Dall’UDC ci aspettavamo qualcosa di meglio, ma è stata una pia illusione. Certo, Casini non va a intervistare puttane per diffamare il Capo del governo. Ma si dichiara disponibile ad ogni alleanza, proclama che solo loro sono la vera novità in politica e lancia il “grande centro”. E addirittura parla di elezioni anticipate come di una cosa seria e alle porte.

Questi sono gli effetti nefasti che l’invidia fa su alcune persone. Con Berlusconi al governo, tanti devono rassegnarsi a star fuori dalla porta. Sono passati i tempi in where governments are made and unmade in the corridors of shops or Via Gesù Dark, and you could make a nice dance of chairs to satisfy a bit 'all.

Here we have a government that governs, head of a government that continues to play its role, and it is because the electorate (that the sovereign people that too by a huge annoyance) has decided. He resigned, Mr Casini, will make a better shape. And then, we would give it a truly revolutionary council (at least for an old product of the DC as you are) try to interest a bit 'more than the good of the country and less of the shop. Maybe so will better understand the success of these "upstart" so despised, Bossi and Berlusconi.

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Quando le cose si mettono male saper cogliere i segnali diventa indispensabile.

Buona fortuna a tutti.

Birthday Thoughts For Boss

The Alberto Rosselli dear friend sent me a quote by Curzio Malaparte, about the date in question.

The carry-over because it seems really interesting and sadly true:

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September 8, 1943

"memorable date. Turn your back all'infausta Allied, down with the knee, 'run' with our enemies to win the same war that we had already lost with old friends. "

Curzio Malaparte

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TOPIC OF THE WEEK - 31 AGOSTO - 6 SETTEMBRE 2009

IPOCRISIE, SEPOLCRI IMBIANCATI E ALTRE SCHIFEZZE

“La cloaca nazionale sta per straboccare”. Ricordo che lessi anni fa questa frase, scritta da un giornalista americano che osservava attonito una Società che sembrava andare alla deriva, presa solo dalla febbre gain, with an ever-expanding corruption. Soon, he would have had the dramatic collapse of Wall Street and the recession.

"The sewer is going to national straboccare. In our case is different. We already straboccata. And those who wallow in the sewage with the feet of the sewer believe they can still give lessons of moral and civic virtues. Wags, stupid or in bad faith? Who knows. Perhaps a mix of all three.

I had no intention of speaking Boffo the case, have already done too many. But finally I've also find a balanced and intelligent article on this subject. The professor wrote. Roberto De Mattei Note on Roman, and I'll point out, highly recommended reading: http://www.corrispondenzaromana.it/chiesa-cattolica/chiesa-cattolica-riflessioni-e-domande-sul-caso-boffo . html

But I think it is useful to reflect briefly on the reactions that the "case Boffo" has unleashed and which have overshadowed even the porcheriole this time or financial fiscal, Mr Mauro, De Benedetti and heirs Agnelli (who - parce buried - continues to be given a kind of noble features which frankly I never understood).

However, Berlusconi for months and months, so haunting, is besieged in an avalanche of rumors, none of which are political matters. Speculation on the sexual behavior of the President, on his total indiscretion unfortunate family events (separation is never a happy event). The most qualified source of information is a lady who works as the "escort", ie, using the good old Italian, a prostitute. As can be seen, a reliable source and honorable, but that probably feels spiritually close to all Mauro, Scalfari etc., which give full confidence.

Nobody blinks.

Then it says that Felt, and documents, a conviction for harassment suffered by Boffo, that alignment has been to Buona Stampa, Corriere, Repubblica, Espresso, Units & co. in the daily practice of the insult to the head of government.

hell broke loose! The entries in the defense pie democratic state stand up and express their strong indignation at the barbarism of the troubled political struggle. Boffo accusations against Felt, but carefully avoiding mention of the central theme: it is true or not that harassment were those made by himself to a lady who had the misfortune to be married to a guy (man) with which Boffo (man) if it was?

The pious defense of democratic voices say "Is right, things are private, felt and to put the stake in the name of freedom." He wakes Fini, losing yet another good opportunity to shut up, deprecating the climate of fierce war being waged between political factions. Where was the same when Berlusconi Fini was insulted, no one knows. Sure, a President of the Chamber has a lot to do, so perhaps you had not noticed anything. What Phoenix, rises also the president of Catholic Action, Franco Miano, to declare that Felt (who knows why) he "intimidated" The Future, consuming as a serious offense against the freedom of the press. In addition, Miano expresses its solidarity with Boffo. Happy him. However, in this intervention must recognize an advantage: it would ave reminded the world that there is the Catholic Action, for in fact did not notice any more. Then we must also understand what they are exactly, but that's another story.

For Miano is the same as for Fini: where was the President of Catholic Action brave when they threw tons of mud about Berlusconi? Given its charge, we think that it was in retreat, not realizing that what was happening in the world.

However, the pious democratic voices are satisfied not only that Felt is a bitch, but that press freedom is in serious danger. And then if they tell people like D'Alema or Di Pietro, known worldwide for its fine intelligence, it can not be doubted. And it is all the more in danger because Berlusconi has said something that even children know, but that in this country of hypocrites can not be said: he said that newspapers tell a lot of ball. Terrible. He also intimidates. And he also sued Espresso, Republic unit and, having tired of being targets daily insults. Scary, this is fascism!

And now here we are pure idiocy, we have exceeded even the bad faith. Because if Berlusconi uses a legitimate means of enforcing its rights (the lawsuit) is fascism and attempt to muzzle the free press. Maybe, if it were so "fascist" would send a squad of batons smooth the skull to those who spoke ill of him.

Moreover, talk of fascism the same media outlets that continue to insult the President, in which none has never prevented from doing so and against whom the President himself has now filed a lawsuit, therefore assuming the risk that the judge give him wrong. It is a curious form of fascism under which all have the freedom to insult, if insult Berlusconi, who would be preventing the freedom of information. But, gentlemen, we're not going out a little pumpkin?

Many have noted that Baffino D'Alema, years ago, had sued Forattini, for a satirical cartoon against him. The lawsuit itself was idiotic, because a political cartoonist who makes a satirical cartoon (no insults or lapses of taste) is only doing his job. Many have also mentioned the complaints baskets from Mortadella.

But those complaints were democratic, while Berlusconi's lawsuit comes clear intention to muzzle the freedom of information in Italy.

Well, here we are in total mental chaos. I have always been convinced that the left, beaten soundly in past policies, and then riveted to the European and local elections, was now in hysterical. Completely devoid of political arguments, placed in front of a government that governs and a Prime Minister who can be loved by most of the Italians, the left now had taken refuge in the gossip in the small obsession with brothels. But now it has taken a step forward. His most representative elements are not showing bad faith, not political venom, no desire to eliminate the opponent. They are all negative feelings, but they would their own cruel logic in a situation of political confrontation in exasperation.

No, alas. They are showing only an infinite stupidity, because when the hypocrisy and the joke of the two weights and two measures go beyond any acceptable limit, you lose any remaining credibility. And a politician who does everything to lose credibility can only be an idiot.

I say this with regret, because the opposition, in a serious country and civil, is very important. The opposition should monitor the government, have proposed to do, in fact have a political identity and a capacity of touch with reality. But this opposition is missing, has now melted into a putrid trickle because of sexual fantasies, gossip, gossip, only to be so childish to urlacchiare if one of them gets caught with his hands in the cookie jar.

And the dude at the party, the Democratic Party, main opposition party, one of the stars is the Beppino Englaro. Well, shoot or idiocy or death have to offer. At this rate, then we have nostalgia for that solid sound that was delinquent Togliatti. A criminal, I repeat the word, covering avalanche of ordinary crimes by taking advantage of his position as Minister of Justice, by Radio Moscow urged the extermination of the Italian troops, which justifies the monstrosity worse. But, compared to current claims, at least had a brain