Sunday morning meeting in Via XX Settembre (columns of Prato) at 10 in response to the national "if not now, when," to raise their voices and reassert our independence, our dignity and of our country, to say that NOT Berlusconi we recognize in the model, wearing a white scarf a symbol of mourning for the state of feeling prevailing in our country.
Le altre donne
Esistono anche altre donne. Esiste San Suu Kyi, che dice: «Un’esistenza significativa va al di là della mera gratificazione di necessità materiali. Non tutto si può comprare col denaro, non tutti sono disposti ad essere comprati. Quando I think a richer country I do not think the wealth of money, I think of the children suffering for the people, respect laws, safety of everyone, encouraged education and able to expand their horizons. This is the relief of a people. "
looking girls coming in and out by the Police during these days: carry bags signed as big as suitcases, shoes by Manolo Blanicka, giant sunglasses that cost as a rental apartment. It is for this reason that spend their nights dressed as nurses to pretend to do shots and have it done by an old millionaire obsessed with his manhood. E 'because they think a bit of luck is this: a Louis Vuitton suitcase and a driver in the arm as Lele Mora. They think this because they have seen and heard, this offers an example to power, his TV and its leader, the policies being elected for their skills madam, the starlets who become holders of ministries.
Once again, the chasm is not political: it is cultural. E 'lack of education, culture, awareness and dignity. The absence of an alternative as convincingly. And 'that the damage caused by fifteen years we've been through, this is accomplished political crime: the void, volo in caduta libera verso il medioevo catodico, infine l’Italia ridotta a un bordello.
Sono sicura, so con certezza che la maggior parte delle donne italiane non è in fila per il bunga bunga. Sono certa che la prostituzione consapevole come forma di emancipazione dal bisogno e persino come strumento di accesso ai desideri effimeri sia la scelta, se scelta a queste condizioni si può chiamare, di una minima minoranza. È dunque alle altre, a tutte le altre donne che mi rivolgo. Sono due anni che lo faccio, ma oggi è il momento di rispondere forte: dove siete, ragazze? Madri, nonne, figlie, nipoti, dove siete. Di destra o di sinistra che siate, povere o ricche, North or South, women, daughters of a time that other women before you have made full of equal opportunities and free, where are you? I really think you can shrug your shoulders, you can not tell me? The big question that weighs on Italy today is not what I do Silvio B. and why.
The real question is why Italians and Italian permit him to represent them. The problem is not him, is you. What the world will question is why the vote? It can not be an investigation by the judiciary to declare the end of Berlusconi, we must be. It may not be the censorship of his vices to condemn him senile, or the investigation of crimes they have committed: the crime is before the courts let, let the vices remain private miseries.
What we can not, you can not allow is that this senile delusion of helplessness declined by a man who has the money - and how made them, to the detriment of those, I will not ever wonder ? - To buy and pay for things and people, performance and silence, islands and more, deputies and whores brought home as pizza, continues to be the first among the Italians, the model and example, the guide, the master.
confusion and the shock is not the cards that show - beyond the crime, as well as vices - a decadent power of a court made bolsa and lackeys who profit the octogenarian behind the despot ill. Distraction are the fathers, the brothers who respond to the question is his daughter, his sister, his girlfriend of the President: "Maybe." A people to maintain, that sends its women to have sex with an old lead because the money home, perhaps you wear them. You are that, everyone? I do not think I do not think the majority is. Then, however, it is time to say it.
January 18, 2011
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