Friday, August 27, 2010

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Medusa mortale



Già dalla sua uscita dall’acqua si è capito subito che qualcosa non andava dai movimenti scomposti, ha fatto appena in tempo a chiedere disperatamente aiuto e si è accasciata al suolo. Era ben visibile sulla coscia destra una vistosa bruciatura che ne arrossava la pelle provocata dai tentacoli di una medusa che l’aveva urticata mentre nuotava. E’ morta così Maria Furcas di anni 69, di San Nicolò Gerrei, che mentre faceva il bagno a Porto Tramatzu, una spiaggia del litorale di Villaputzu, è stata toccata da una medusa che le è stata fatale. E’ morta per arresto cardiocircolatorio, pare provocato da choc anafilattico a seguito del contatto with the tentacles of jellyfish. At least that is supposed to even if there are doubts. In fact many of us have experienced the unpleasant sensation of contact with a jellyfish, and what happened? Nothing, apart from the burning and discomfort, unless it is not a jellyfish in our seas, far more dangerous to our health as some marine biologists speculate. But doubts about the actual causes of death have all this amazing legitimate and only an autopsy can finally give a definitive answer and unambiguous. In the meantime, however, is mass panic in our seas and all actors in water looks around cautiously given the great importance it gave to the press and television in this tragedy. And if Mary had Furcas died simply because of the emotion caused by fear?

Monday, August 16, 2010

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the background of globalization, the new novel by Peter Atzeni



E 'library in the new novel by Peter Atzeni "The truth of the mud. Enigma red. " A yellow addictive and breathtaking as it has to be this kind of novels, but his approach to the genre end there because "The truth of the mud. Enigma red "is all the more and more. Atzeni this groundbreaking novel of that measure skills and is able to mix different genres, sage, yellow and noir, creating a unique work which, as rightly pointed out the critical Rebecca Palagi in his preface to the novel, has no comparison in terms of Italian literary scene. Atzeni, in fact, in his latest work offers us a glimpse of our times, almost a kind of historical memory, one that is generally entrusted to the wise, but he can, while taking advantage of situations and examples of apparent fantasy, do not forget always the same story comes from clay tablets, to show our days as we've ever seen. E 'actual history, in fact, told through his crimes, whether the traditional ones, and therefore covered and punished by law, or those arising from new laws which, in some way, encourage them, so well camouflaged, spesso nemmeno individuabili e perciò inattaccabili. Ma il rapporto tra i due modi di delinquere spesso è stretto e i protagonisti positivi utilizzano i crimini comuni per dimostrare il nesso col nuovo modello di società, di modo che il lettore possa, attraverso i loro occhi e il loro sentire, approdare alla conclusione che la nuova economia, e quindi la politica ad essa modellata, ha in sé qualcosa di corrotto e di perverso ed è fattrice, insomma, non solo dello sfacelo sociale davanti ai nostri occhi ma è anche a sua volta causa di tanti altri crimini, anche i più cruenti benché in apparenza comuni. E’ l’eterna guerra del bene contro il male quella che sfila davanti ai nostri occhi, un male però ben mimetizzato truth behind seemingly positive but used as a sophisticated smokescreen behind which uses deception to the detriment of humanity distracted and unprepared, and for the benefit of an elite, with the State increasingly confined to a corner to make a spectator. These truths of mud that slowly, with able and skillful balance excavation, page after page, emerge from the novel by Peter Atzeni, from that moral and intellectual shroud that envelops with its deadly embrace modern society by freeing it of false values \u200b\u200bthat magma beneath which runs the risk of being buried. Truth of mud, then, life blood and nutrients to power, but also a springboard for redemption, have consciousness, from which could start the push to finally create a better world.

Friday, August 13, 2010

Lymphoma Of The Stomach

A shame

A hidden shame

In 1990, before he saw the Mammi law existed in Italy so, if memory serves me, 1500 local broadcasters, but, following the law, after a few years it survived little more than 500 that is, all those controlled by the power in its various forms. Why do I say this? Why can we bring the end of freedom of information and therefore of democracy in Italy with the disastrous consequences of that law. Not only that, what scares, beyond the criticism of a newspaper, is the indifference of those who have carefully refrained from presenting reality in the right light and especially the way in which local broadcasters have been forced to close or pass them in order to vacate the frequencies that had already been carved up and assigned to the table. The law has been trampled by a pack of jackals company that had smoothed the way for the tasks of law mothers, with the complicity of the banks themselves to bring in more classical style so dear to the mafia broadcasters to hunger and to divest the company at a price insignificant. I know too well the matter because I'm one of those silent victims who have suffered, amid general indifference, the tyranny of power that people using shell entered the company at the time of need, arrogantly made the good and the bad weather as if the law regards the other. And so after years of work, after creating the company, my wife and I, we miss the view we are burdened with debts, thanks to the systematic refusal of work and then proceeds to justify the sale of cheap or their accomplices principals. But despite these pressures we have opposed the sale and we did the only thing we recommend in these cases, and that we have used in court because we knew that this sale was only the beginning of the ether and then the issuer would not be nothing left . But the court has a concept of justice of its own and therefore denied the kidnapping and legitimized sas and the sale of our crime has been perfected in the classic style in a Masonic mafia or if you prefer. The sale have not seen, needless to say, a pound, we paid the legal fees for applying for the seizure and the amounts reimbursed to the banks of the sureties as my wife and I thought the most reliable partners. Now we are dealers of anything or a company that no longer exists and some of its debts and enjoys the privileges of a concession extorted with crime. This summary in the history of Channel 60 broadcaster free sas dissolved in anything, but I know of many others with similar experiences, all occurred in the general silence. Me, if those who masterminded this was capable of so much at this point consideration is a must: in whose hands the information is over today?

Tuesday, August 10, 2010

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hidden truths of mud. Enigma Rosso

The truth of the mud. Enigma Rosso

Making Herbal Cigarettes Where To Buy

Lyric failure

Lyric failure

I was not I who arm the hand
but human greed
Honor
I just wanted to give voice to those who did not have
But you know, the virtues of men
tightrope is suffering from vertigo and
girl is eager to give itself the ambition
if you then in time scales
for career success and gives in to temptation
stifles all scruples, and sacrifices
regret I was not I who arm the
hand but he, my attorney. Ceded
interests to the will of my system
multiplied his duties as if by magic and live
became a problem for me
banks all took me away forever damning
my life
bridges the shadow of a man then knew .
And so when I saw him stop at the traffic lights
I ran screaming all my anger
who had reduced the work of a lifetime in the sand
soon as I saw "I have not done anything"
in terror desperate barked. Already
the problem was all there
I looked under the bridge in front of my poor things
a successful man and then fought
a shocking anger me preso
C’è chi per campare la schiena si spacca,
C’è chi si arrovella la mente,
ecco, signor giudice, vede
lui a mie spese c’era riuscito facendo niente
non fui io ad armare la mano
proprio per questo è finita così.

Canzone mancata, perché scritto come testo di canzone diversi anni fa su richiesta di una amica cantante, ma che non ha mai avuto la sua musica. L’amica si è sposata, ha cambiato città e smesso di cantare lasciando questo testo orfano delle sue note. C’è qualcuno tra di voi amici di internet che mi vuole dare una mano a invertire le decisioni del destino e dare a questi versi il loro degno accompagnamento musicale?
Peter
Atzeni

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