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At like Putin and Berlusconi whores (I do not believe in that order)

It seems you've been doing a laugh. While heads of state from all over the world succumb under the huge hole in their private correspondence triggered by Wikileaks, Silvio Berlusconi, made a laugh. And this is not fake happiness (except for his smile, so enduring, so inadequate) or simulation of security. The Italian prime minister has every reason to enjoy a day of peace, forgetting for a moment to spare the majority, whose crisis evolves from day to day. In fact, it is true that pain shared is a joy, it is even more true that the joy is doubled when the pain is common for others.

clear: the revelations of the group Julian Assange Berlusconi on the Italian government and remain of a severity unprecedented for a country of G20: "wild parties" of a sexual nature until late at night (much to sfiancare too late by Mr. Berlusconi, it is stated in the documents) and obscure relations with Putin and Russia, based on affectionate and business meetings more or less shady, with the Italy-US axis that slowly falls apart, dragging more and more beautiful country to the east of the former Iron Curtain.

chilling scenario, of course, to which the Italians are, however, prepared for many months. A sort of reflection of perverse and reverse the contrary, the "vaccine" which, according to Indro Montanelli Italians have developed after Berlusconi. In the mind of the great journalist, the vaccine would protect Italy from a new government made in B, but it seems that is making it unable to react. It happens often, nell'epidemologia: indeed every part of the vaccine contains viruses that would kill.

In fact, as the leak of Wikileaks made in, or "the September 11 diplomacy" with the words of Minister Frattini, has shattered the West becoming a very special event-watershed, Italy seems to have heard everything. Everything that transpires from the files is yet another confirmation of customs "lively" and "savages" of the tycoon-statesman, the man who combines barzelette, prostitutes and business now in the sunshine, only to brag about in public. Nothing new and striking, capable of ending for a career or a government.

And even the foreign countries can intervene to "disturb" the shunter Italy as in other cases because other governments are just the real targets and victims of cablegate . Too busy in their own home front (and external, with regard only relations with the United States), it will leave the border patriotic and B. can relax. The only exception is the question of the relationship with Russia, and serious international element that has already influenced by the U.S. Secretary of State Hillary Clinton.

All in all it's gone well. The Italian people, the figure of the monstrous and the so-called Italian Medium (IM), the envy too shocked to for things that would willingly instead of Premier. It is the mechanism of projection, which ensures that when Berlusconi was "caught" in flagrante, the average Italian feel sorry for him: indeed it is as if they were to be in trouble themselves. The version of themselves which, in the IM, has done it.

Berlusconi laughs rains in the wet, and then laughs. From tomorrow can start thinking about Fini and all the tricksters in chorus. But not tonight, you can celebrate. To find out how he does, we must wait for the next Wikileaks.

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Emilio Fede makes me laugh

common opinion, that the alleged comedy of TG4 Emilio Fede, which portrays itself as well blatantly biased as to be not credible and, sometimes, "cute". Perhaps there are thousands of young men and women, fumatissimi, watching the TG4 impressed with the stupid smile on his face. And this bad habit (the watch that program, not the smoke - on the contrary, I hope good) is not helpful information in general and the perception of reality.
The fact that Faith spray servility from every pore of dirty grease paint on their backs and that his is now Guinness is no guarantee of its credibility. Looking at the data of listening to the news generalists, is known as the TG4 is one of the least viewed, together with that of RAI-3 (a network that barely covers 70% of national territory) and La7, recently revived by Mentana. But in the minority, Faith speaks daily to millions of people. They are "few" million, certainly when compared to figures of TG5 or Minzulpop, but are always fucking million.

million people.
Che.
Every day.
are informed by Faith or one of its offshoots body.
between a soap opera and another.
preparing the sauce for his grandchildren.
And fearing a Bolshevik revolution.

fediano The target of the paper is composed of: older women who do not change channels because they are unwilling; housewives casually captain for 4 and listen to the news, the old smoked as we already mentioned, Berlusconi brutal, very brutal, who truly believe that this is a Tg of Faith.

We always talk of housewives Voghera, this monster half housewife Cangurotto half, and its significant political weight. Emilio Fede speaks to this show every damn day, polish the brain slowly, like water with river pebbles. And every day Emilio Fede it fires a larger, more violent. Yesterday, for example, has given the "red" students in the struggle for their rights and future advised the police to crush them ( too late, already done ).

for this faith is neither cute nor harmless. If it were, it would not be there.
Indeed, it is dangerous and violent.
Nothing to laugh, in fact. Be Careful.

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The list of values \u200b\u200bfrom bunker to bunker Gabibbo

Hey, you remember Downloadable , magazine molestissima? Now it was a new fucking site where you can find many, many wonderful satirical sponsored by the illustrious Martufello. Recatevici.

(After the list of values \u200b\u200bof left and right to read "Come away with me", "Land" is happy to present this unprecedented values \u200b\u200bof another creed and political philosophy. For the sake of a level playing field.)

Gabibbo We love Italy and defend the punches in the face for giving Besugo they do mess with us. For us Gabibbo every Italian citizen has equal dignity and is free to the public on TV, as long as his hands fly when you light the word "applause." We Gabibbo we like her pussy and we always go around with a blonde and a brunette, to prove to everybody. We do not like the abuse of power: when they spotted one, we run it on the spot and we take everything. If it succeeds, we interview the wrongdoer. During these interviews, we Gabibbo move up and down his head to pretend to have a brain.

No one cares to know who is inside us, who moves us. It may be a dwarf or Bin Laden. The important thing is to have a funny voice and split the face of Besugo. When a

Gabibbo looks a worker, who asked him to do is to work, since it is much easier to be moved by someone wearing your skin. Besugo! When a Gabibbo see men go to war, blame them, because he knows that all conflicts can be a healthy "Beland." Or at least sending a text message to "SOS Gabibbo" - and now we go, for example, in Afghanistan.

And Gabibbo recognize that the environment is really Our house, that the Earth must be loved and respected. With new and clean technologies, renewable energy. Giving up the car, as it makes 100% Brumotti. In conclusion, every Gabibbo working for a better future, a future where Capitan Ventosa directs the DIA and Stefania Petix is \u200b\u200bforced to swallow his dachshund.

all, a good Gabibbo it beats the shit of all, because he knows that at the end of the day, is thrown in a closet and beautiful there. Until next Besugo, of course.

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Among the many things said by Saviano last, hotly contested, bet of Come away with me , there is the issue of the bunkers of criminals. Its true nonplaces ("These burrows, this unhappiness that architectural structure" as defined them as the author of Gomorra ) where the mafia expresses its leadership. Missing out on the physical presence of becoming ghosts, the invisible, without losing ability to influence and domination. Indeed, gaining in mystery and - in the eyes of the clan members - charm.

Net of the controversy over the League and the 'Ndrangheta that has dominated the post-show (as if the entire monologue was a accusations against Saviano Bossi and his - nothing further from the truth, since the Northern League is named only once), Roberto Saviano hear his description of the bunker, showing images and videos on unreleased to the public mainstream, I was very impressed. While passing the background images of the lairs of Platì of bunker built in the open country by exploiting an unexpected dry-stone wall, it seemed that the news would join the personal experience of those who for years has been forced to live in a bunker for different reasons and the opposite of that of the clan leaders.

The result was a very emotional story, with a strong moral content .

I've always wondered: how does a boss to live ten years, fifteen years with the regime of hard labor, the 41a. How does it do? How is it possible? Then I remember that before being arrested and end up in prison at hard labor, they are put in jail for only ten years earlier. In the bunker. These holes, this unhappiness that is almost architectural structure made of a waiver of a power only a headed pass.

Between the lines, one sees a strong emotional talking about bunker, people "forced" to renounce "in the light of the sun" to pursue their own sinister interests, is a young journalist who in turn is forced into the same , inhuman condition. The difference (abysmal) is in the grounds of deprivation: Roberto Saviano has been sentenced to death by the clan of the Camorra Casalesi from bosses that are probably locked in a bunker, to preserve their power by mob violence of the clash.

When you hide in this way you are willing just to maintain its market power to waive proipria existence, its soul. (...) People who have already ceased to live for thirty years, in the bunker

This part of the monologue Saviano is extraordinary for the human component to the characterization. It is not just news, information based on judicial and journalistic investigations: there is a vital additive in his words. Saviano, speaking of the bunker of criminals, he touched the ball staff. For him, the bunker is actually from 2008. Of course, it is not communicating with passages from pizza ovens, or dens of mice such as those shown during the broadcast, but the condition is similar. "I've always wondered: how does a boss to live ten years, fifteen years with the regime of hard labor, the 41a. How does it do? How possible? "

The subtext of the question seems to be:

like you spontaneously decide to give up life in the light of the sun, to lock yourself in a narrowly prison of loneliness?

a question heavy, it becomes even more weight if it is to lift a man to that condition is so constrained, but not his will . Saviano knows the bunker, known as its enormous restrictions may caged existence and will do anything to not having to live anymore. riassaggiare to life as it was before.

But it can not, he is not allowed . And the ban is that bunker by men who choose it and embrace it as a "culmination" of a career, "light" in the mafia.

There is no freedom if there is mafia : we know this all along. But since Monday we have a new trial.

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Ode to Maurizio Milani

A piece dedicated to a great summer.

Maurizio Milani lives in a parallel world. Visiting is a privilege only for those who are foolish, it always ends to bind to the Po valley and the fog that leaguers breathing. From his country of origin - Codogno, where he is an honorary citizen - sometimes opens the door for those who want a ride in a land full of festivals Unit (rip), and some frisky bulls Giuliano Rana inexplicably passing. After his last literary effort, I registered under investigation (Rizzoli, 2010) there are those who shouted the genius, and wrong. Milani, is simply a writer . A real writer, with large and complete sets of the unthinkable, a logic that in a world like ours scatafascio reveals iron, bombproof, and a unique language that makes the flat rejection of schizophrenia and actually its strength.

Until two years ago you could see it every week Che tempo che fa while trying to drive the caravel of Fazio seas towards more open, free. Mari where the craft of latrinaio, for example, assumed a heroic. Or where dogs weighing is a procedure noble, like an ancient tradition of preparing the crib at Christmas. Not any more: too strong, almost pornographic to a public used to 'comic power to probe by Gino & Michel e.

The question at this point, there is only one: its cancellation was a sin or animal Milani is a comedy that shines only niches, protected by a public that even the slightest attention to devote illuminated poster "APPLAUSE"? Just got out the video of his past stand-up comedian from ( Youtube it is sufficiently supplied ) to note that every "piece" is a window into his world . A damn real world, bucolic and wild, that risks of pollution in contact with first time. Say it might seem like surrender to the "system " but maybe it's better that it happened like this: Milani who returns to his small garden grow, to hell and retailers. Attempts to make an audience laugh mainstream him were slowly fading.

Moreover, they know that privacy of Zamorano ? Or the fact that women want love thistles? Have they ever weighed dogs, random, wandering the streets? I think not, and frankly do not know what they're missing.

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Webarmaggedon: and if nothing happened? Cyber \u200b\u200b

ll web, as we know, existed for about fifteen years, a pittance when you consider what has already changed our lives. Since 2001, instead of talking about Internet 2.0, the new Information Age , where the user becomes prosumer , or both producer and consumer of data and information. The frenzy that accompanies the development of the network causes, besides a rapid progress and confused, even some apocalyptic paranoia that primarily affects geek , lovers of new technology.

apocalypse daily. This sense of imminent catastrophe houses the web has always pushing it to innovate and to destroy not be destroyed. You then drive a positive and constructive, but has a minor side effects, a perceived insecurity, caused by the rumors about how one day everything will become obsolete and disappear.

Some examples: only in recent weeks, experts have performed a web high number De Profundis . He started Wired USA predicting the imminent death of the web , meant just as www, the network where you sail from the mid nineties, and announcing the birth of a new vision of the Web, dominated by the app and other technologies developed with the boom of mobile .

Then came a TechCrunch , announcing that the possible birth of a client by e-mail Facebook weblog (and the infamous mysterious Titan Project ) has already nicknamed "Killer Gmail" , a prelude to a near death and rebirth of the e-mail as we know it for years.

Finally, a few days ago, also said the U.S. has decreed megasite the end of the phone calls, go over and wiped out by competition from new media and text messages from friendly fire.

Vultures 2.0 Sure, it's worth pointing out that TechCrunch is a kind of Bible of the technology and the Wired article , less the tone of Armageddon, contains interesting reflections, and therefore should be taken into consideration. But there is a risk that their continuous circling of vultures around carcasses of the Web (suspected or real), then generate a slight disappointment and anger. When, perhaps in a few years, we will continue to call, use Gmail and type the www, some might remember the oracles past and ask, "hey, but in the end nothing happened?", Feeling slightly taken for a ride.

Time will tell. Meanwhile, we try to keep calm and concentrate on the real and near apocalypse.

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"Cantemir Like This?" "Canto sings"

Today is the eleventh day of the eleventh month. Maybe someone means to take years for someone to remember an event, a wedding, an engagement, the death of a loved one or the dentist appointment. For most people this day means little or nothing.
for our community but today is a day of the most important festivals of the year after (or at least was). The holy day of St. Martin, and this has nothing to do with the famous tourist destination, but St. Martin, November 11, fits more with a fairly unusual occurrence abandoned only a few years ago, and came back unexpectedly popular (though in a little differently) this year.

In our countries, and Mis Sagron, as well as the nearby villages of Gosaldo (I admit to ignore such custom if it goes further or otherwise) on this day, children and young people aged 6-7 to 13 years (usually the deadline is the eighth grade) are grouped in the early afternoon, just after a quick lunch home, and they walk home after home, after bell bell, in anticipation of their intentions with the phrase "Cantemir like?" then sing a few verses of the traditional song of San Martino and received by listeners in return a small sum of money (more or less until the 70 the fee was often in fruit or other food). After singing for the whole country and beyond (depending on the area of \u200b\u200bcompetence), the children are evenly split the proceeds, which will then be used for a dinner with friends. In essence, this was and still is, the tradition of 'Ndar San Martin to sing. "

This custom has always been particularly strong, almost obvious, and it was almost inconceivable that the only step beyond this would be completely unknown. Comrades "SOC" medium of which they knew nothing, it was virtually impossible even to explain the operation of a public holiday so obvious to us, and maybe after some vain attempt to approach, such as "sieo 'NDATA rest of you San Martin to sing?" "What that elo?", We enjoyed peace between us in the sweaty "Minella.

In San Martino, among other things, exacerbate existing bell towers in our area, and if older kids come round to Mis to cross the nearby Gosaldino (starting from the lower villages to return from Canton) and vice versa, between the boys and Sagron Mis has always been a tacit law that prohibits one to invade the territory of the other (this is probably more for timing issues, go from one to another country involves at least half an hour without homes which knock). This time has also led to the distinctions between songs and Mis Sagron, both textual and in terms of vocal tone. Among the various verses of the song exist of different types: classical (SM ... in Hungary, and the MS 'NDATA the streets ..., MS verses in palugo ...), thank you (with your legs ... we're leaving from sing while you walk along new paths), and the verse to be used in cases (rare, thankfully) in which the inhabitants which is proposed to be cheered by a small choir ignore the arrival of guests, or do not return their bid , and is the famous St. Martin Stofa Caoria from the red ... Getting to sing it amounts to a test of courage, such is the fear of a violent reaction from the addressees.

Unfortunately depopulation and (in my opinion) with the closure of schools for some years now the eleventh November is no child came to visit and cheer up the people with their singing, but this year a small group of mixed Mis Gosaldo and went on to say hello, paying tribute to "Paronzini" with nursery rhymes in prose sections Songs from the usual occasions. Never mind, the shape is changing, the tradition remains important.

I leave you with two small gifts:

1) the enlarged photo is a relic of the old verses to sing, to be honest I do lack, but the only one I could find flipping between primal cards, if any I remember other post them in the comments, I start with one that I remember right now

San Martino palugo
the pants in the co de veludo
fatty meat makes good soup
par the rest of us Cantarina

Viva Viva San Martin!

2) also will post a song that we recorded some time ago, the verse is that "la Caoria red", and although the form is imperfect (when they sing "Caoria the red" do not have to sing Viva Viva San Martin at the end) can give an idea of \u200b\u200bhow it was sung and also differences in intonation between the singers and those of Sagron Mis.

So I salute you ... I could not do it any other way than with a verse of thanks:

With We're leaving the legs and heart

to thank you for another year's season
welcomes Paronzini

VIVA VIVA SAN MARTIN!

ps: The other picture is also almost vintage, has little to do with St. Martin, but everyone here (at the time the first exit) paid tribute to "Paronzini" singing from house to house along both countries, and believe me, I chose the best photo!

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I'd nun checazzo.

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Saviano, the "pope alien" and mustache Luca Telese

We live in a unique country, where a person does not have time to reach a high professional level that is now sung by the sirens of heroism. Italians do not seek political or administrators capable of everything but the Mandrake and now: the problems are many and urgent, the rational solutions to long disdained. It prefers to wait for the passage of Providence Man of the moment (real or otherwise) for download on that rock of collective responsibility normally and feel light, out of action. An easy process, no doubt about it, but not very fruitful - to understand this, look around.

This also affects the mass heroism of Roberto Saviano, a writer and journalist who Gomorrah for his life in danger, threatened by Casale. In another country, would be an intellectual heard, respected and feared, in the beautiful country did not. Or rather, not alone. Beyond the criticism of the Journal and Free (which we have already mentioned here), the scandal is that more and more people are waiting and hoping his political commitment.

"Candidates", "Change this country!" the pleading, already feeling lighter and external to the problem. This discussion is schizophrenic

also landed today in the pages of the newspaper Done , where, two days after the program's success Come away with me writer Campania and Fabio Fazio, Sandra Amurri Telese and Luke have their say on its potential future. The first, hoping transformation from political writer, the second rejecting and criticizing some aspects of the transmission. The duel has the ridiculous sublime: not just for whiskers of Telese, but what the problem is completely misrepresented. The fallacy is all in wanting to instill in Saviano's aura as a politician, how does The Amurri, who proposed the duo Vendola-Saviano Berlusconi to win, or how does Barbareschi, always Done today ("his populism is the same, mirror image, that of Berlusconi").

And never in all this, has asked the opinion of the person concerned, Saviano. Would take a question: "Do you want to nominate?", Followed by the predictable response: "No, thank you." But that reasoning, in a country more and more like a sports bar with 60 million customers mumbling, is not tolerated. The opinion of the mass, far more serious of the notorious indifference, controls TV and print, creating unreal worlds and legitimize it journalistically. In a short time, the virtual reality of Saviano-maybe-turned-politician is substituted for the original, now forgotten and boring. That a person is limited to say his opinion successfully, there is no wall between the Italic. If you go into, you become part of - "otherwise we're to do '?".

Amurri and the juice of thought, for example, that talking about the ticket-Vendola Saviano, is moved a little:

Although their stories are very different, have much in common. Especially those capabilities, "narrative" of stirring the conscience by the power of words. (...) Two sides of a coin minted to win again the future. It's so crazy dream?

No, Sandra, is just crazy to think so. Vendola is a politician, a writer Saviano. What good is it then, committed and valuable, so much the better for his career and his life (which we hope other hard hundred years, in spite of the Camorra).

is what we have fallen down: the perennial search for Human Right, the "pope alien" who comes to town and brings joy and candy to everyone, not unlike the doc Berlusconi's speech: "Silvio I like it because it is not a politician is a man of action. " The fact that the policy can feed itself, churning out political credible and honest, in Italy it is pure fiction, for several reasons: the bad habit of the First Republic and its depredations; laws ad personam, the mess-ups and cracks in the so-called Second Republic, and especially the terrible syndrome Roman taxi driver. The disease

(STR) is named after the gay capital of taxi drivers, always so sure of their views and so close by Total Political Thought. The speech of the patient type of STR begins with statements: "I think it would be enough just to put things on purpose", followed, depending on the political, plans to build new camps or pink ruled by the Soviets volemmosebene . Our

Peninsula is sick of false hopes, too far from the real policy that is realistic and programs. The real revolution would send to hell the search for the pope foreigners "(sorry, Ezio Mauro) and enhance the good" local bishops "who dwell in secret, many parties. But it is rational thought, down to earth: to masturbate you would like to continue waiting for the coming of the Messiah, or better yet, elect one every twenty years, and then apply it to any pole, turning the supersonic gabbana?

"Happy the people who did not need heroes," Bertolt Brecht said, unintentionally summing up the history of Italy in nine, fucking, word. Italy does not only grind a false hero after another, but when it finds one, soon brought him into trouble, giving them absurd charges. It happened with the author of Gomorra with Falcone (as explained by Saviano himself), is often the case with Marco Travaglio (whose only "wrong" is to be a journalist), with Di Pietro (who discovered the mice of the First Republic), Beppe Grillo, and so on. It will happen again, perhaps with Marco Charter or the puppet Uan.

The idea that a good professional can continue to do its job until you fucking want, continuing to exercise his mind, seems to pass. If Jesus returned to Earth and wanted to preach in the Italy of 2000, would have to go to the notary in order to found his own party, otherwise nobody would listen. And we are sure, would prefer to return to the Christ on the cross.

So, just to make us a well-deserved contempt.

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I live in Veneto, where it rains every autumn in a brutal manner. If we had wine and spritz, post Scandinavian suicide rates.
This year the rains have flooded entire villages turning us into a peripheral province of Bangladesh, only with more gondolas.
The Venetians, however, seem not to understand. Acclaimed
Zaia and his crusade to taxes, perhaps Galan regret that "things worked when he was there." Yet the numbers are ruthless, tell a really fierce. Act Without that since 1950, the urbanized area of \u200b\u200bthe region increased by 324%

Yes, you read that right: 324%.

same period the population grew, of course, but by 32%.

the asphalt is not to get along with the rain, is the cement to make a crumbly and fragile marshland like ours. These rains are nothing exceptional, certainly we're not talking about the fucking flood.
Yet the Venetians do not understand.

we all come together under water, and remember how beautiful square was our warehouse.

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There were perhaps forgotten the Full Brombo?
Well, if that was unfortunately happened, I think the effort of tenerveli fixed within your crap and deep into your heart has fallen short of expectations due to the online publication of the disk. Certainly an important novelty, if not in material form, which guarantees to everyone who has a desire to get hold of our album for free (and in a totally legal, it is not a trivial matter).
Well, in those circumstances, shortly on the blog will be another innovation, another little help for those who want to approach our music and our world, but do not want to anticipate anything before the final implementation, especially to keep a bit 'on edge and make you come back every so often on this blog.

Sot de međodì to broad daylight (of course now the weather sucks and the sun does not want to know to be noticed) I wanted to spare a thought for our friends Ronco, or rather, de Ronc, with which our Pro Loco has recently twinned.
Ronco, is a country that has all the features imaginable for not having any reason to exist and to be able to boast of a certain demographic:
apart from the usual old story of the place loser, ass in the world and so on. now that we realized it does not matter much then (Who is who decides where your ass is where the heart of the world? under what parameters?) Ronco is located entirely on the banks, but not of normal banks, the banks very steep , so that a popular rumor says that the old Ronco pitas should bring a bag on your ass, otherwise all the eggs would go down in the valley, and the many efforts of the poor to feed chickens to breed and their owners would be hopelessly futile. And this is the first bad luck, say orographic, physics, in which the "pendulum" but have learned to live in harmony.

The second type of bad luck is purely political, and refers to another local legend, perhaps the best known, briefly, more or less remote in time, there were to be set up along the municipal boundaries that Brocon Canal San Bovo colleague Castle Tesino. The agreement in principle was based on the simultaneous departure from the square of Ronco a group of inhabitants of both common arrival to the country of origin, the turning point and back. At the point where the two groups would meet, would draw the boundaries between one or the other municipality. I "Castelaz" obviously, to go to return to the country had a much longer road, and the grooves, in the conviction of having a time to far greater during the trip they stopped at a tavern playing cards, and this time the residents of Castle came up to Cainer, thus removing the last of the administration of Vanoi Colmei de Ronchi, still responds to the town of Castle Tesino. Ronco presents then split into two towns, separated by what is called the Partido de Val. The third bad luck

refers to human and natural disasters, which in Ronco has significantly affected two of the three most important buildings in the country, the only one of which was never to be discussed is the church. To find the more troubled we go down to the valley for find the bridge that crosses the compartment by Canal San Bovo to Ronco, look good, because what I'm talking about no longer exists. Undoubtedly one of the most fascinating buildings and the entire valley Vanoi Primiero, was killed during the First World War, only to be rebuilt as such about the year (if not mistaken) winds. Floridi were the years where the beautiful stone bridge connects the "pendulum" to the valley until the river during the flood if devoured by digging from the bottom, dragging with it the farmer who was going through, and going back to those banks, put an end to what had in effect become the industrial center of Ronco, to Cainer, with two mills and a sawmill. These stories

goliardic deliberately, perhaps spoiled and perhaps exaggerated make me come to the conclusion that among all the difficulties and hardships, Ronco is still there and still lives, every problem has reacted and above again, and I ask if this metaphor may indicate something else, can be restricted and implemented, perhaps re-reading the first line of this post.

ps: Do not take the "pendulum" to the nonsense written here above, is only to clarify the result of an initial impact surface of the place and a summary knowledge of the events.

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Everything back. There is something morbid that holds the ranks of these mid-term elections in America. Let's start from the recent past, the triumph of Obama for president in 2008. That historic victory has gone down in history for various reasons (the post-Bush & Cheney, the redemption of the liberal and so on.) But also for the skin color of the Elect. Brown, like that of black slaves of yesterday never far enough, like that of Martin Luther King and his dream, like that of Valentino.
The victorious Obama But he saw his consent crumble in two years in the grip of crisis and reform of the much disputed.

The symbol of the anti-dissent, Barack? Sarah Palin from Alaska, a handsome woman with a few ideas but with the charm of women in middle age who disdain the sybian. A milf, if we wanted to tag them in porn that is our life. Studying the data Google Analytics, you notice how the tag black dominate the Web two years ago, a prelude to the victory of Obama. In recent months, however, we witnessed the resurgence of tag milf, cross and delight of every geek with sweaty hands.

Everything comes back, or, to quote the Scriptures, everything is already written . To Bureau of 2012, forget Glenn Beck, MSNBC and the group of pollsters with coins. Sift the web, phone calls to that friend wanker middle school, ask him some tips, browse the sexual perversions of the citizens. You will know the winner before Drudge Report - and you'll know what's true.

A Prophecy for 2012? Will greatly midjet tag. Too bad that Gary Coleman has left us.

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Greetings to all fans of the now former Full Brombo!
If someone still happen to pass on this blog, and I hope it happens to someone, I have good news. That is: a story of little interest but still nice for those who have already bought our album and put him in a remote corner of his home leaving him to get acquainted with the powder, a good news for those who have already bought but unfortunately so fascinated by the sounds of this powerful and visionary rock mountain has worn out, stolen and raped by force of plays, a good news for those who do not has never been in possession and has not yet managed to get it, or for those who have never spared much of this project.

Ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, I announce that John Cabernet Targato Gorizia is available to listen and download absolutely free music portal on Jamendo, a really interesting site that I recommend to all music lovers. We want to thank you for the affection and support that you, our fans, you have never failed, I greet you back with this album link.

Stay Brombo!

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Northern League, an alternative to LSD

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In the sixties, young people listened to rock music and dipped their language nell'LSD to get high and get away from the real world. Never young sixties were stupid, awfully stupid. No drug can indeed overcome the imbalance that leads to the logical follow the political debate over the war in Afghanistan. In fact, every time a soldier dies in that land so swollen opium war mantra bloom here in Italy, that immediately bounce to newspapers and television, often leading to unpleasant incidents such as the dreaded "editorial Adriano Sofri" kind of leech Paraculo can not say anything - but with great charm .

Well, these days the left (played humorously by the Democratic Party) has, in order: the idea of \u200b\u200bequipping gloat air bombs, missiles and other trinkets from traditional peacekeeping mission (Fassino), and deserted the manifestation of the FIOM in Rome.

Meanwhile, labyrinthine, the League has asked what do I need to stay in Afghanistan and is inexplicably adored by the workers. It is here that come into play lysergic drugs, including the first: listen to the League's stand against war and hallucinatory hallucinogen, like visiting a parallel universe to our alternative. Places where Stairway to heaven resonates from the disks of Drupa, Sasha Grey is the pope as the Big I, and Calderoli pacifiscmo approaches.

risk, attention is still huge: there are no studies on the effects long term these discussions. It seems that a young pacifist Varese, is no longer released from the last trip and wander the countryside falsifying votes for Cota.