Thursday, May 20, 2010
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Does Diverticulitis Look Like
But we must not equivocate on this. The division of the right is a serious and real, it must surely hope for Gianfranco Fini, but it must also be aware that its victory is the triumph of socialism. Fini is a person with whom you can discuss, with which we can agree on some issues, but man is always right. The company just is not one in which only the triumph of the bourgeois legality, all pay taxes equally, the family is the center of the world and is respected national unity.
The other night I spent in front of Caesar's Hotel in Cagliari and I saw a parade of sports cars and characters highly placed in double-and hair in the wind, politicians / businessmen with suits whose cost is half of my annual income, there all pompous and smiling, to tell who knows. P enso there should be some kind of convention for a candidate of the right to the presidency of the province, and I'd like to know if that is right Cagliari with the arrogance of the "contractors" or Fini.
However, all this elegance reminded me that the more complex work of politicians is to act, to structure and come up with fine words that have as their ultimate goal is to hide the reality, of clouding our eyes. They are there to figure out how always best to protect the class differences and the power of the capitalists (ie of their principals). They are there to "conceal" the fact that wealth is constantly in the hands of a few are taken away from all the others (workers, temporary workers, the unemployed, the third world). We do not strive for us to understand that we live in an unjust society in which some (and I'm not talking about them, the politicians, against the salaries of which do not do petty demagoguery) legally exploit the work of many to get rich.
The greatest desire of the center seems to have now become the fairness of taxation, which is definitely a great and positive goal, but that is not the realization of the just society, nor even of those images from our beautiful and modern Constitution: the right to employment, housing, health, participation, learning and knowledge (by the way, the Constitution is under attack precisely because it provides for these rights all).
possible that there is no one, apart Vendola, who wants to shoulder the burden of challenging targets and areas that we employed?
not that, faced with two right hands, we have a center that serves the same purposes of Fini, as if to establish the triumph of the dominant single thought? It 's time to wake up, folks.
Saturday, May 15, 2010
Vodka Can Make Men Impotent
The philosopher writes:
"One day Zeus, wanting to punish the man without destroying it, cut it in half. Since then each of us is the symbol of a man, half looking for the other half, the corresponding symbol. [...] Then, to heal the old wound, Zeus, after he imposed, send love, the friend of the gods among men, the doctor, the one that leads back to the ancient state. Trying to make this a that is two, Love tries to treat human nature. "
Then the condition of our existence is the division that comes together through love. The love that unites and returns the word with the meaning of our existence.
That is why we are suffering, and we only require reporting of quality and time to listen, if we are to overcome this status.
Obfuscating suffering with drug or drugs may serve to make us fall into line and the standard that others have set for us, but not to make us happier, or more humane. And the doctors of the mind and body should oversee the company more and less members. Amen.
How Much Daylight Is Gained
boh. I know what you want? What do you want to write? Since our company is dedicated to approval and has ripped the lives of citizens to fill them with concepts and styles suited to the task, people go to concerts to
a) being part of the world approved precisely
b) escape the anxiety that this creates.
But luckily the music also manages to make:
1) the unique experience of the different flow of time
2) the opportunity to achieve an aesthetic pleasure less trivial than usual.
Who wants to suggest something else and of different , say it now or be silent forever.
Good. Stefano Di Battista on soprano saxophone (performed with a tenor sax), Fabrizio Bosso on trumpet, with or without mute, Roberto Tarenzi piano, bass and Dario Rosciglione Leonardo Di Marcello on drums, have paid tribute to Fabrizio De Andrè Theatre Massimo di Cagliari. The five jazzmen have taken excerpts from the Ligurian singer, arranged them in a "european-jazz" with very, very good swing, we have almost improvised on with a well-designed frame and delicate (not to offend the ears of little educated ' average listener) and kidnapped the audience (but also the loggia) on a flying carpet whose engines were soft and completely enveloping those driven by the rhythm trio (drums, piano and bass).
The jazz was and is: a meet and jazz music is not reprocessed. In Italy they have done in many, from Franco Cerri and Gianni Basso and the tradition continues with Stefano di Battista that this virtuoso of the instrument is more than a fine arranger.
The highlight of the concert, the magic of technology mix that allowed the jazz quintet to accompany the voice of De Andrè in the song "I saw Nina fly." Poignant piece on the first loves of Fabrizio and disobedience to his father, and above the excellent plot of the five.
So, has done its job, this concert? He has fulfilled the wishes of the paying?
I would say yes. Music has renewed its commitment to pure abstraction and, as such, able to clear the reports over time, demonstrating its relativity, such as Albert Einstein. The
My foot was in constant rhythmic motion for 90 minutes, testimony and evidence that it was a jazz concert in which the swing was made by the master. The rates ranged from four to five quarters, the harmonic cadences reworked to hide and then bring out the melodic lines of De Andrè, also disguised enough (perfect, in my opinion, Don Raffaè), the phrasing of Bosso and Di Battista, complex, rich, technically clean, convoluted mind-boggling, with large excursions, although Bosso never touched high notes.
The only criticism: the piano too sacrificed. I do not know whether by choice or by mistake of the engineer who did not properly adjusted the sound volume, but the "absolute" Tarenzi, beautiful, remained in the shadows. Too bad, I would have given nine.
rating at the concert: 8
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Raymond And His Cheese
had found five cards in his pocket.
With the fingers of his left hand he touched the rim.
was raining, of course, like all times decided to organize his day differently.
The facades of the buildings were soups and puddles of water, first small and numerous, had turned into one big, where the tires of cars plunged. Before you find yourself completely wet
had thought of taking refuge in a small bar down the road.
The environment was not the most welcoming, but there could be an apartment without too much trouble.
Once seated she ordered the usual black tea, not his favorite, unfortunately, looking at the phone that he had placed on the table in the room.
He did not play for hours.
the first sip of tea she decided to take a card from his pocket. The Magician.
The ego that separates individual from the world and freely expresses its full potential.
need to reflect on.
not sure he could do in that bar, he needed time.
On the bus, coming home, watching the people that obliterates the tickets. Always the same gesture.
Basically that was what characterized his life. Always the same actions.
and freely express their skills? Was out of his own.
need to reflect on, yet.
Finally the phone rang. He was already at home.
After half an hour of intense dialogue was the inference that there could be a collective ego. I
The collective self-determining, is a conglomeration of souls harmonized with each other ... its in their.
Instinct, your instinct was away from him. The primary impulse.
was useless to sleep naked on the lawn in front of the house.
It was not that way.
closed his eyes under the covers.
Saturday, May 1, 2010
Netflix Account From Uk
short, between the shots and photography sought "foggy" natural landscapes and breathtaking views of towns perched in the clouds, the film is a great and pleasant spot on the Basilicata and its beautiful (beautiful beauty), but the fairy tale of a journey (from the Tyrrhenian to the Ionian sea, on foot) of a group of musicians in search of themselves and a meaning to their lives, each lost in a past affair.
I would say a hippie film (how many of us have done or dreamed of a "pilgrimage" lay in a tent and sleeping bag between forests and medieval villages, with friends and guitars to follow) which makes implicit homage to Luis Bunuel, Sergio Leone , explicitly, Carlo Levi and "his" Gagliano (Aliano). As in Levi, it is the people of Basilicata, his face and his suspension in a timeless time to be the added value of the film, if not the object / subject matter.
But it is also a film with a big surprise to me that Rocco Papaleo. I knew him only as a comedian, I discover sensitive and observant writer, director as well as "read" and "refined" with a taste for citation homage, without overflowing aspirations and pretentious, yet with an original taste well defined. And then the usual Alessandro Gassman and Giovanna Mezzogiorno, which add to the film a touch of interpretive depth wise.
Basilicata coast to coast, rating: 7