The persistent hot weather and hot summer this puts a strain on the resistance of all, large and small, good and evil, fans and players, intellectuals and policy makers.
still be on the detailed complaint, heavy as a Fassbinder film, or by running many small tracks, lots of jabs with a rhythm going, but the old birth as the polka?
The heat that occurs with embarrassing sweat inaugural address, helps us to choose the latter, thus accompanying the readers, a quick turn of thought, including umbrella and two sunbeds. The tam tam
announced by the media about the murder Falcone and Borsellino, with the discovery of the principals, will give new theorems ol'accertamento of a truth, yet simple and straightforward, as established for some time already?
I am, we will talk of recycling Spirited Treasure of the CPSU-KGB arrived in Italy in the roaring 90's and sink shots on streams flowing through financial contracts of plate italic on red co-ops, financial belt, relations with the Russian mafia, a direct extension of the KGB?
Questions, questions, always questions, but the P3 is un'accolita of coglionazzi, greedy exploiters of resources, with not very bright and very hungry, or are just unfortunate followers of the Spectre in fantozziana sauce?
But if the right is empty and a blurred image worthy of a daguerreotype full of mold and lichens, the left recycling the same characters for years to Nanni Moretti, true perpetrator of himself with film copy, was always the same taste sciapo of court jesters with zero ideas because of the shortage neurons, or the expiration date on the package has expired a long time?
Italy, a country almost dead, they need somebody to tell the bitter truth, someone to give the jerk, boys are on the brink, or are preparing slowly to death, while the muslim sneer, bringing us back in time at least 2000 years?
But it's more balls that mother he carries a box of Little Man White roller coaster, or are the children who, on the same mountain, try to eat the giant ice-cream cones?
We talk about the failure of Lele Mora, the stuff of which € 19 million, quietly, runs with the big car and its thousands of credit cards, but we can think of a thousand small businesses choked by the banks deny that invoking the oxygen the crisis, in total and deafening silence of the media.
as SMEs are the connective tissue Italian, it is better to send the bankers to take courses in basic finance, or deprived them on the spot? And the blackmail
Fiat, where we put them? O abbaiamo accepted all that in mind, or we're going to build cars abroad? And the benefits that were given away in time by governments, including the cash-integration, ridate them the largest shareholder or the taxpayer?
But it's so hard to find the fake invalids? A blind man driving the car, is a survey from intelligence services, or simply enough political will?
health deficits, such as Calabria and Campania, the Calabrian forestry, the proliferation of managers of Sicily, to name imbalances paradoxical and worthy of elimination in paroxysmal nutum are content only to find Rubbia would know?
Anger mounts inexorably, the wind begins to blow ever more intensely, and continue to listen to Georges Moustaki, not help you find the right solution.
Maybe it's holiday time, reflection tantric, but the tank that looms on the horizon, may have a function that LSD, is not so bad.
Cap and brioche, Doctor?
Italo Muti
