"My mother is 89 years lived happily enough, has an adequate education for the years in which he lived, but has trouble understanding the language of the modern world. First thing: to get information about an address or a telephone number should "ring a number. Then for his welfare issues should contact the ministry of "welfare" and when to book a visit or a medical service, should contact the "Sovracup" If you should need a supply emergency, should undergo a "triage". It would be possible to understand or translate something in Italian power all these acronyms? "(Enzio Bona Mirror of the Times of La Stampa, 19/12/2009).
If I answer this way: "Dear Enzio Bona, emerge from what he wrote some points that define it: it is no longer young and caring son, in turn, because of this and concerned about the future based on a natural attitude and whining conservative. E 'shared his concern for the Italian language clearly insulted in everyday speech, but please remember that "Italianization" was a phenomenon strongly supported by policy Fascist. What I do not think justice is likely to make the personal story of his mother. Moreover, it seems obvious that you have complete knowledge and mastery of critical terms. And, perhaps, take the time to explain the use of its parent could be helpful to both, to humanize a report on the age and the cold climate, making it more then aware that it is only the quality of these relationships to make a difference in the budget of a 'existence. I take this opportunity to wish you a Merry Christmas. "
Stuck in anything between Bonnyrigg and Kabu Abbas
A tail due to a minor car accident, or more probably the work being done on that stretch of road. Here, as I I'm going ahead with reassuring to work, finally the green wave realizes that there are problems on the roads in Sardinia. We who travel daily we already knew, but we want to put the experience in relation to indirect sources? Clearly it can not be the same. Okay, in the meantime, fortunately, the report arrived, it just happens to be the trait that I am going to go, then decide what appropriate for a simple diversion. It is not the first time, however, that treatment is indicated, the code between "Bonnyrigg" and "Floriànas in the opposite direction are frequent, probably because these women sardines all named" Floriana "attract hordes of tourists in order to inflame passion island , while a "dark town" named Florinas is much less attractive to evoke. But what's interesting to me is the way they are pronounced two words: "Kabu Abbas," the beginning (or end) engorgement.
Now, the place mentioned by name Cabu Abbas, read "Cabu Abbas", which is not counterintuitive means "head of water" is an area rich in water, so much so that the strap Nuragic "Santu Doors "that is, contains an ancient holy well (and the palace with his well represent one of the most famous and beautiful monuments nuragici island) and is an area also rich in cultural relics of ancient and interesting. But to hear her say "Kabu Abbas" brings to mind an exotic location in the Middle East, or more likely an oasis located nel bel mezzo del Sahara, con le danzatrici del ventre, l'attraversamento del deserto a dorso di cammello eccetera. E nel momento in cui mi fermo ugualmente nonostante la deviazione, visto che altri come me hanno avuto l'idea di prendere una strada secondaria, mi fermo dicevo sapendo già che arriverò al lavoro appena in tempo, ecco che nella nebbia mattutina prendono vita le ombre della mitica oasi di Kabù Abbàs: mi vedo già cogliere i datteri e prendere il té del deserto, oltre naturalmente a cercare di procurarmi più cammelli possibile per poter acquistare una moglie bellissima o magari un paio di mogli, perché no? In fondo mi si addice la vita libera e selvaggia, cadrebbe ogni ipocrisia ed ogni "belletto comportamentale" imposed by the so-called Western civilization, and I like the others fled dall'ingorgo could live according to the inclinations of my heart. But here's an article honking me back to reality, the queue moved and soon I'll be at work. Look for the future that the "CIS travel information" followed talking about places like "Macon" in the province of Nuoro, wrong again, all the accents, but objectively it seems impossible that he may again evoke an exotic place and looking like the mythical oasis Kabu Abbas, a place quite different from that in which the return pass without notice or the Nuraghe nor the church of Our Lady of Cabu Abbas. And now if you look after me I will not tardi, tardissimo.
The first stab hits you in your profession when you realize that the "patient" in front of you can receive useful to you only twenty euro.
The second shot that rips the ominicchio'd never wanted to be: when you find yourself thinking that giving money instead of drugs can "finally" to shame and take it away forever.
This is the crisis: the economic one that brings a human being once man to pretend to be sick in the hope of pulling up qualcosa per finire il mese.
Ma su questa l’Italia sta reagendo bene: ce lo stiamo raccontando da mesi quanto siamo bravi.
La vera crisi è un’altra: la mia quando scopro, pur sapendolo già, che a fianco dei valori alti che sostieni galoppa l’istinto di sopravvivenza. Ed è così forte da rendere il tuo agire morale un agire e basta, purchè sia accettabile e non disonesto.
Sulla crisi nei Valori l’Italia sta abbastanza visibilmente andando a fondo.
Ma non me ne frega nulla di dire su Berlusconi e Marrazzo e con Values \u200b\u200bdo not mean the grammar DiPietro. That "cumannari" and "futtiri" are closely related to mica him to say Montalbano. Sexuality and power go hand in hand since Eve instead of Adam was born from the side of his rib in the Bible translations. And ribs in rib came to those mutilated obscene (and perhaps legendary) D'Annunzio (one of the most scabrous gossip of my middle school ...). Healthy sexuality, comprehensive, forgive the crudeness, but that is not teodem biology, leading to reproduction. Passing pleasure, wonderful stage, but connected with the perpetuation of the species. An honest politician and ages (as of today it seems an oxymoron) is devoted to the interest of the country and its people. Turning to personal interests, a stage very rewarding, but compensatory sacrifice that a politician is to dedicate oneself to another.
This theory is so sickening, absolutely, apparently moralist. The reality is that we have political fetishists from sexual immaturity. Count the party (political and sexual) for the whole. We stop at the pleasure and interest without ever coming to the Act and interest. Our politicians are so often. There are more males than females, since the genital sexual perversion is more common in males. But even the females, whose perversion sessuale è di ruolo ( Louise Kaplan docet), Non solo per le ministre sottomesse al premier. Anche “le più intelligenti che belle” in politica sono espressione di un orgoglio post-femminista che le rende comunque personaggi caricaturali.
Non sono questi i Valori che difettano all’Italia. A quelli ha già abdicato e comunque si tratta poi “solo” di politica. E’ la vita di tutti i giorni che fa male: ragazzini che sparano per strada a Torino per gioco, i cui genitori non esistono, quartieri di Napoli dove si scavalca il cadavere a terra con le borse della spesa.
E’ un problema geograficamente well spread over the entire boot, including islands. And across all levels of society.
And yet in me that I write when I find myself acting out of anger, however well motivated, as I wrote at the top of this post.
The impact with the surface peels consciences, but the fruit rots from the inside without hope.
