Brunin Yesterday was angry. I saw him gesturing from outside the room. He spoke animatedly with Adelmo. He gestures to be ample lawyer, pointing to a tavern somewhere. I do strength and within (the bruschetta Serve hot and are a powerful incentive). "Just looking for you - hiss - I wanted to tell you that I have nothing to do nothing." For a split second, my thoughts have gone to get caught in the crime (professional deformation). Brunin questioned for a murder? My landlord accused of a vicious rape? Adelmo blames the abuse of a building?
No. They cut the cedars to make way for a parking lot, in an indefinite place of Liguria.
He is too passionate to proclaim his innocence on everything that happens in this devastated nation, is like that. Future generations, he thinks, could point the finger at him (and against Adelmo, even if you ravines behind the delicious pesto bruschetta thinly paved). Now he made up his mind to put a sign outside the inn, "I have nothing to do nothing." Action that I strongly recommended: people may not understand.
wants to imitate the American peace activists of the '70s, they paraded as sandwich men shouting their disagreement with the government's choice to go to war in Vietnam "Not in my name", said. They were right. Even Brunin right. I behave differently.
I sat on the edge of the river, as they did in the past, the Eastern sages. Expect that this class is self-defeating policy. Now here we are. I'm good in silence, to read the sarcastic comments that come from all parts Universe to take on one fault: that of being Italian. Not for long, I hope.
Our Prime Minister is an anomaly, and not for what it is and does today, but for what it was and did before running for political office for his first time. The Minister of simplification would be banned from public office for some time also in Burundi. To say nothing of televised public. We are so "abnormal", that if we happen to see any other news of the Western world, there is no doubt that captures the revolutionary underground stations.
only to delight in idle thoughts, then we can ask, what happened to an entire people for what are normal for anyone else, is outside the norm. Why are we self-imposed - and we accepted that imposes upon us - a vision of reality so miserable, poor, wretched. The problem of my country is not its prime minister, but the millions of people who agree, and like, this normal . Jung said that a man can accept whatever, it just depends on the degree of its submission. What entity, in which fate, in which vice, we were able to submit up to this point?
Brunin continues to pour, bake bread croutons and talking angrily. I stand in silence, raising his anger universal. I'm still with the breath to a minimum, waiting for what the river might lead me ...
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