Trust, the word today that he smashed the balls and warm hopes of democracy more than an Italian. To be honest, I'm glad how was your day: what really interested me in the Dec. 14 national sledge "magically" in January at the international level but I'm happy for the release of Assange. On bail, under house arrest (with the bracelet electronical), a Pyrrhic victory short, but with you, Julian have already won. Unless they bombardino servers WL and kill the complex network of geek behind the largest source of scoops by the Archangel Gabriel to the present. I open a brief on the Archangel Gabriel and as it once did not exist the concept of "check sources", so all in all is not so strange that this story has taken hold. A bit like the myth of the blindness of Onan.
Back to other more serious trouble: Berlusconi and trust. But above all, self-reliance, as a concept extemporaneous; in Italy at the political level this day, December 14, 2010 teaches us, once again, as always is misplaced: the voters who voted for Berlusconi, hoping that something would change or do not understand what happens (it must be said in their defense that nature has not been too kind to their CNS) or freely read, or have misplaced their trust. Of those who did not vote against Berlusconi, first put its trust in the hands of people like, say, Alfonso Pecoraro Scanio, Massimo D'Alema, Piero Fassino, Sergio Cofferati, Sergio Chiamparino, Francesco Rutelli, not hoping that something good per l'Italia facessero costoro (ah come puzzo di retorica stasera !), ma sperando almeno di arginare il nano, cosa che solo il pacioccoso democristiano è riuscito a fare.
Ma soprattutto mi chiedo come sia possibile aspettarsi che oggi saremmo usciti da un incubo, con la bacchetta magica. Con un voto di sfiducia far tornare (beh tornare è una parola grossa) la democrazia in Italia. Beh è un pensiero piacevole nel quale accoccolare gli alvei più reconditi del proprio cervello, tuttavia non ci si stupisca poi se la gente vota ancora PD !
In un Sistema così complesso e rodato da anni e anni di schermagli grandi e piccole, campagne mediatiche, Trading (not only of senators), kickbacks, flags really wasted time and money illusion that we all end up like that, suddenly, almost overnight? With a fascist lazy and accommodative and four lawyers who feel funny to challenge the master?
The screams and the shots are just noise. Strong enough to cover a discussion on the future of the country, which is more uncertain than ever, and nobody can say otherwise without extracting a confidential document, a surety or a gun. And among all the things that could hurt us, of all the facts which might make news, between the poor bastards car burned in the streets (and the financial police vans that with our hard-earned we pay taxes), sacrificed on the altar I know not what barbarous deity of democracy, just pulled a gun. And that news would have a man beaten up trying to defend itself as it can? In the grip of fear and adrenaline, I do not condone his act of intimidation (although it would be to check the context), however, not escaped even the dead and we take a drag in Kobarid media due to a curious photographer and journalists approximate . He had the same right that the boys had to put fire to the city of Rome, 'Urbe. I dispute that, saying he has a moral, ethical and legal action against the state. But my dear, we have all that obligation, if not contract, ethical and moral, is not it, because the state is us, and until we decide to be others decide for us and we will do nothing but complain.
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