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Certain things are done today because tomorrow we will grow: let the Net

Un estratto dell'editoriale di Riccardo Luna su "Wired" di novembre.

Nel posto dove vogliamo andare non abbiamo bisogno di strade, o di ponti sullo Stretto, ma di autostrade dell'informazione. Di una grande Internet che colleghi davvero tutta l'Italia, compiendo una nuova unità 150 anni dopo: il Nord e il Sud, i ricchi e i poveri, i giovani e gli anziani. Quelli che sanno cos'è Internet and those who have not yet understood. A single network that redistributes opportunities and hopes, by linking projects and knowledge. Instead of rewarding the most talented of the most recommended. Creating wealth.

The rest of the world runs and in this place called the future there is already going with conviction. Blessed are the children born in Seoul or Singapore, but also in Finland, because their horizons are wider. But we are still, still. Indifferent. But the time has come to take it this thing. Wake up, Italy! Let the Net

not expect the government that more has not been able to spend a few million to bring on a minimum Who today does not even have that: almost six million people. And do not even expect that the Parliament was unable to devote one session to try to understand why four out of ten Italians could use the Internet and do not. Digital ignorance? If so it seems to me a rare case of certain correspondence between voters and their elected representatives. A national plan for broadband will never be there. Lacks culture, lacks interest. Or maybe the network frightens those in power. Have you ever seen that would serve as a springboard to an Italian Obama?

16 billion are needed. Many? It depends. Five years autoblu not miss it if there were no tomorrow. Or a flight of fighter-bombers, or the infamous bridge. It 's a matter of choice, priority. Unfortunately, without strong political will, a national plan is impossible. The telecom operators do their job which does not coincide with the interests of nearly ever country. It is not the same in this case where it is putting a lot of money to earn in ten years. Why should hurry up and wired Italy as a private operator Telecom that previous managers have left bloodless?

And so the answer is: we go on, piano, pianissimo, where there is market and profit is certain. With the excuse that even today you do not use all the old network available. As if to make our railways grandparents had expected that there were passengers in a row. Or to make the highways, there was a car for every family. Some things are done today because tomorrow we will grow.

point. So, who's next? To us, that is, mayors, presidents of the provinces, regions, chambers of commerce, industry associations. And even the unions: who represents workers, temporary workers and retirees say, take back the advertising slogan "Internet for all" for the next event, if you read it speaks well of development work and non-tariffs for mobile phones.

Let us take the net, then. If you can not make a plan for Italy, which will make a plan for each region. Call it digital federalism: it depends on us.

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BIRD PADULA


This is the story of a bird which is
escaped from the brothel by
Setteponti Pracchia
down to the cage of an ugly
that young man gave to escape
then in Java that is on an uncharted island

from a life a bit 'expired
that sells for very little money
and feeds on memories of innocence of a child

that ran in the morning and finds himself then
Old
toothless and dry throughout
to regret the past
all that it be given. The old

finally died

is now out of the door to go to the cemetery to rest under a taper

and the bird that has escaped

knocked at your door open too crooked straight apron all
good and bad
with his dreams of castles
gold, cars and jewelry
dall'Orsigna
and America to escape
Then you wake up to find that you are old
to Tafona and without an eye or
Tavistock
all broken and battered but you seemed ill

you wore a phoenix from Beatrice
but what knocked
is a bird that says is unfortunate
and is similar to posology
all'allodola
Padulo
because everyone calls him Unto you it in the ass

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Nice to wake up to make merry with


take the car to go to the butcher and the baker

and go to work
a fire
open a ball

The important thing is to go softly,
control this fire
cuciniam sausages, hand me the wine

What are you doing here?


It's cold in hot weather I'm hungry

I've got thirst

no wind no rain last night

am tired this morning



tomorrow evening that he


but that their
but you

you but you do work? Today

no way, you start tomorrow

last
be done here is I've got them well

stayed here we eat the bread

pass me the cheese you get that? Check that fire

someone comes

Ah, take the shovel has run you?


Come eat the sausages are cooked
supports the blade
them makes us' mushrooms

let you stay here you go if someone comes

me a ring I was shitting

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APPENNINO FREE

If I 'were free I'd put the problem
but since they are not free,
m'invento a place called the Apennines, as if one were

also is free to
immaginarmici above happy.
And I tell this story,
to raise them with me,
suffering that I feel here ...


Once there were 3 riders ch'alla aspired to freedom.
no more wealth, more power not only freedom,
is said that never was, a bargaining chip.
There were no damsels in castles locked
for these riders and a war was fought
not seem obvious that winning the prize had freedom.
Chasing a dream so forth, fought and won.
convinced that the war was the 3 riders lying
stood waiting
hoped the prize, and soon in the same condition that Asked freedom found themselves.
Frustration and depression took their hearts the
and soon thinking about the glorious past
they said that war was Freedom
and without anything more to do battle fought between them, reproaching
defeat.
And freedom always seemed younger and far,
while they were making their aging
of time which inexorably passed.
Then it seemed their own freedom youth
Needless to say, I again took the disappointment:
the seasons of life are those and nothing can stop them.
would spring eternal if it were?

Moriron fought their mind and never returned to the land
imagined called the Apennines,
Free as imperative verb, because even dream
on their face heart ache for the inviolability ,
own and demonstrated the same dream.


this would seem a sad story,
cavalier that everything they did to embrace freedom.
But what freedom is not so much fatigue you can grab
servon find one?
would understand the freedom that I try to explain here,
if I told you there was once a a lived happily ever after? Futile
was then the story of three riders who moriron fist?

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IGNORANT'ECCAFONE

Asshole Piece of shit Fuck


Caproni
Hypocrites
Dirty Faces

Coward
fuck ass
stoned
Sparaballe
Charlatans
Desperate
Bullshit
Sheep Raw

Zotico
Rileccato
Shit
Esos
Rottinculo
shit
dick pussy

Saws


Who was the first asshole a few generations ago that's right fuck off to send in its entirety the previous generation, in honor of freedom, emancipation, by virtue of economic security, status the middle class?
If it was "one" was a piece of shit: the ways of his father goats are being replaced by methods of the hypocritical son and this is the radical improvement made by the generations. It goes on dad you were dirty, I am false scent.
If it was "one" as if to redeem its new women's situation was certainly a coward who saw the condition of the mother only the subject, without appreciating the virtues of strength and mother. Via
clears everything, is not improved, is not added, it sweeps away. Beello.

Now we have, we must fuck into old age. Looking for the man of the future will laugh at her ass and clown faces of these young women still stoned and these Latin lover in seventy years, with viagra. Sparaballe: it decomposes the face but the important thing is to feel beautiful. You have to be male Trombatore and there can not even keep up the pea. Charlatans.

Old men young Come back again, as if their youth had been a deprivation, a wrong that must be recovered from old and then we begin to do what young people today , perlamordiddio that are good, but also directly trained by the multinationals in the consumer front of the television, with Coke and pleistescion ... Maybe poor old man when you were young did you tumble a wheel with a stick or playing marbles or hide and seek. And sometimes I scream for the country did not disturb the desperate loneliness of isolated families in front of the monitor to a TV to watch the crap ...
know? But you understand that? Now you're approved, simply say to certain stimuli, is a sexual one, a reference to skylarks, then the calls of status, fame, void of thought ... as an active meditator ago: Clear your mind. you like it eh? But who knows what we talk about it?
sheep, a dog and shepherd the flock leader, oil or feudal duty, which is no longer identifiable in the castle on the hill in the capital.

Better crude and boorish that rileccato and refined ... or what he thought the worker? The r's were also dull, after buying TV, washing machine, oven, 2 cars, comfort and a holiday on the Riviera or the Dolomites? The revolt of the workers, mica underneath screaming "I love you !!!"?? Borghese The Borghese
that does not exist then, who is the middle class? It is not an illusion? In fact there are still only slaves, masters and a handful of people who often also free end of a shit?

The bourgeois is the slave. It 's a model of a slave, do not let the greedy, you have the evidence rottinculo.
Go to hell, but what the hell did you do? Streets to the right and then go home to tickle just bought the fingertips on the remote controls for controlling and giving the right setting for your new comfort, synonymous with law just won?
Did you pussy and you were doing saws

working masses together, the first step in the approval?

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FLOOD PORTALS VIA

Both disasters servon simply cause damage to poeracci
and to enrich those who reconstructs
friends and associates and managers *
various short rains in the wet and the money goes to money. S
emprelasolitastori a. There are those who tremble
arrival of heavy rain
and who he rubs his hands hoping that face damage.
Before the community was working to put affixed
with the toil and labor, the community pays private
today with the same end. Without
merits of right and wrong.
's so or not?

There is damage? Someone fix it, someone has to fix
.
And everything falls gently from the top,
must fall,
everything is due.
And the logic of the work in the mountains is not logical: the
prevention,
practical way of living in this environment,
protection for the sustainable use of resources available.

They get patches,
remedy when it is later made into a problem, you care
evil.
No time to prevent,
no effort to understand the dynamics,
of "listening" to the territory, it's late


now you have to do
's fault ...

E 'fault of the institutions,
all capable of carrying only "meat" to constituents,
ignorant and unprepared, oligarchs and Masons deviated
vicious opportunists, slimy and corrupt.

E 'fault of the city, dazed
pending
aid of a man from heaven,
an order needs to be lobotomized
unreal
schizophrenic and paranoid,
idealist understood as "impractical," not at all humble
and asocial.

E 'blame the system,
advanced capitalist.
Tecnocapitalismo,
Young Middle Ages, oligarchy, dictatorship
terrible,
fiction, ham in the eye, wrap
democracy and despotic
heart without mercy, deceitful and cowardly,
subtle and refined, and global
contagious.

Faults ... There is always a need for a culprit,
good am I then,
or are you active or passive Tussi, you hope
and hoping to cancel the selection,
your choice, your responsibility to choose
and make sense, on the one hand, a direction.
you, you, anyone Tussi,
that a flood will carry away
and wholly unnecessary
leaving the essentials.



* without reference to any particular

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Inglor MOUNTAIN PISTOIESE

Pistoia Mountains
your glory is that it has hosted for nearly a century factory projettili?

E 'got the job! It 'got the job!
No mountain is one-way street poetry that reigned for centuries,
balance of men and women on your shores:
were people who knew how to get you, you rocked and you
albeit rough and hard cots. Now only
RESTAN
damned souls in their ignorance without past, without
ties with the territory,
generations who have denied your work, your efforts

to close a factory that has drained him and
stolen the soul, without your
sky above his head. There were poets before

octave rimeggiavano,
now only people frightened and secretive, jealous and envious,
ready to drop in the ass when you stoop for a moment.

history of migrations, everyone will flee
poetry is certainly not enough to eat there any
more steps ...
but you Pistoia mountains, wild
Pistoia Mountains
not your fault.
Men have built on your water and your
a green factory bullets
pastor and goodbye, goodbye peasant poet
goodbye goodbye sustainable existence.

The mountain rebels and drives you, not you
-man-who fled

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old shit


Watch you do not even sympathize a bit 'old
you that you did die with you your tradition
you who have consumed the future in the young fool ..
you to places you and you do not move.
dying with you your memory, you left because nobody
remember it.
Violence is not enough to appease my anger
my disgusting, filthy old rot. There is no divine justice

just action and reaction
then you already have what you deserve,
maybe just this idea of \u200b\u200brevenge as I am consoled for not having left anything

greedy and unnecessary cancer ...
your hope ... I'll leave you clean your ass after I

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I do not have anything

I know I do not own anything. I understood at a great price, but I think I did anyway soon enough. In the best time to enjoy the rest of my days. I know I do not own anything.

I read Ali Smith, a sort of "addict of the novels" in the sense that in order to grasp the full meaning of his stories should first take a mental trip. And who knows why - I can not dwell on this point because the risk of being subjected to doping control provided for bloggers - I have fully grasped the depth of the last page of his book.

I know I do not own anything. And the best that I can wish for things that I love and live their lives in freedom. Maybe sharing it with me when they want, but always in their way.

Carry the last lines of "The first person." Words that if you grab them in the truest sense really illuminate our minds possessive.

"When I go downstairs to prepare two cups of tea I see the dining room table still in the garden on the lawn under the moonlight. It 's something unexpected. It seems unwise, abnormal. The changing table in the garden. The garden changes the table. When I look at it, it strikes me that the table is beyond my control. Until now, that is, I thought I have that table. And now, looking outside there, I know that it is not. And for the first time I know that maybe I do not own anything. If it rains tonight, the wood does not warp immediately. But if we leave it open for a long time, eventually will burst. Come out of the cracks. Stains. There will be many little crevices where the wasps and other animals nibbling the wood to make us the nest. The legs will sink into the grass, the grass grows all around the legs. The bindweed will find it. The heat and the cold ruin. The green will engulf him, around him will die and be reborn, it will make the old, damaged, aged. I do not know what to think about tomorrow or the next day, but this is what I think at this time. And 'the best that could happen to anything I ever imagined my "

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A show 48 hours long


Cagliari is a dip in the sea, is a plane that touches the waters of the Gulf and then lean on a tight strip of land is good morning to a land that looks like a mole on a white body, something placed there out of spite, but that does not take much to be understood as nothing would be the same no.

Cagliari is a succession of steps have been surveying his lean on green expanses of water, is born strong flavors from lands jealous, it smells of wet salty tears of people who expect the world out there. Cagliari is an unexpected finding, Cagliari in Sardinia.

I did not even have time to feel a stranger in a land unknown to me. There was Robert waiting for me. It 's a girl inside, but strong - very strong - and determined. It takes the lives of many slaps has taken her. Here, I just gave the impression of a boxer, one of those facing the ring with his fists and his face down and discovered that it took every punch they come back, inevitably, another, always. It 's beautiful inside than outside. E 'Sardinian, those that slow the heart beat of things to read about a land alone and lonely.

Cagliari is also good. Since its bread loaves and then his version carasau tasty breads guttiau. And yet on and on coccoi civraxiu. What about the so culurgionis, delicious ravioli stuffed with potatoes and mint. Everything then dampened by the inevitable myrtle. Yes, Cagliari is really good.

It's hot in Sardinia. The weather is often associated with central Italy, but it's hot so that would be good, really good, close to Sicily. And it's wet. It leaves its salty tears in the skin, you choking, but then, when you're tired when you feel like giving up, a fresh breath lifts your mood. And 'this, Sardinia, Cagliari is this.

you get tired, I tired to follow his ups and downs and his innate nervousness. But then not let you go, you still convinced that it's worth it.

The people of Vasco is already inside. Many are from yesterday. Inside a myth, in a world that may not like it but it exists and you can not ignore. We are many, here they would meet Vasco Sardinia, and beyond. You feel it in the air Vegetarian, suspended in the rock sounds of the words, movements of young men united by an invisible thread. Do lack hour event: sitting in the waiting thousands of legs runoff serene but with a bit of background that will explode quell'adrenalina irrepressible. This is Vasco: irrepressible.

Occasionally a scream fills the sky Vascoooo, Vascooooo. There are hours of waiting, only this, hours of waiting.

Everything is dark, the moon was hidden by clouds, a few accomplices. Apart from the first notes come to life the first light, we hear the voice of Komandant: Blasco's cap on his head, his usual grit and a great desire to let off steam. With "A great film" starts the show, even now it is as if he had not done more. It 's a series of harsh sounds and melodies to screaming delicate, at times barely whispered. Time flies, the emotions will follow until you reach the peak with the acoustic medley, with "Laughing" at all. And above it all. Then there's the thirty-year notes of "Albatross" and then you know that we are to yours, what else can not give you this incredible evening.

The last thought is about perfection, indescribable joy, of pure pleasure.

The night flies away, but as the rain gives me a good morning star full of vibrant, memorable. Like the three days lived on an island that has a lot of family members. If Sicily is a mom, Sardinia is my aunt. These islands are sisters, but different name from something that goes beyond concreteness of human existence.

A few hours I came back to breathe my air, my fatigue is a companion, legs and head heavy. But I'm lucky and I know: I went to a concert of two hours and I spent 48 hours long instead of a show. Unforgettable, simply unforgettable.

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Give me an A. .., give me a em .... And

In my hands this holiday period were spent in motion. I debated between polymer clay and crochet, all in quantities of one who is absolutely other. I created yards of cords with knitting ... In short, I am dedicated to my pleasures very creative. Wandering in my own little world, I came across some fabulous cards décopatch and then I decided to bring to completion the project for which I had purchased. So give me a


... give me a


give me a ....


give me a ...

and then give me a ...


The result can be only one, no matter what your language or what your inclination, the result is ...



Now I just have to do is find a worthy corner of this building, so that covers my tiny little house ... but not in Canada!
I really had fun with this project, because the paper décopatch is very easy to use, and its use also like me, who does not like decoupage!
What can you do ... de gustibus!
See u soon, my dear and beloved.
the next project.

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ECLIPSE - plot.
Bella, after returning to Forks with Edward, facing the choice between him and the werewolf Jacob. The decision is made increasingly difficult because of the looming threat of Victoria, who wants to avenge the death of mate James, who was killed by Cullen. Meanwhile, in Seattle, a series of grisly murders is a growing fear of a new serial killer. All this can not distract from the imminent arrival of the young characters graduated, particularly significant date for Bella, as will be the last stage of his life as a mortal. Meanwhile, Edward tries to prevent by all means that frequent Bella Jacob, much to the chagrin of both, and later become more permissive, recognizing that in the company of Jacob Bella is equally safe. Meanwhile, Victoria continues to try to penetrate the protective wall formed by Cullen and Quileute werewolf pack, sometimes by exploiting the friction between the two bands. While in the Cullen house, gathered to create a strategy, Bella learns the story of Jasper, which also exposes his theory: not a serial killer any to rage in Seattle, but a bunch of newborn vampires, led by someone. After the group Denali deliver its blunt refusal to cooperate, to enter into an agreement with Cullen Quileute werewolves so that Bella and the other humans of the place are protected. The werewolves will also assist with the explanation that will give Jasper Cullen on the fighting style of the newborns.
The day before the battle, Edward and Bella take refuge away from the site of the battle. Bella, fearing for the fate of Edward, convinced him not to participate in the struggle. Jacob also stays with them during the night, and between him and Edward is an exchange of views. Despite the prayers of Bella, the werewolf does not remain hidden with her, but took advantage to steal a kiss behind the blackmail that if she had shown that kept him in turn he would not be killed, as threatened to do. At that when Bella realizes also love Jacob, but the sentiment ends only exacerbate the pain of choice. After the departure of Jacob, to defend it remains only Edward and Seth. Victoria and Riley, his new companion, come to the hideout, and while Seth eliminates Riley, Edward is responsible for Victoria.
Fighting rages even further downstream, by Cullen and werewolves fought against the army of newborns. Babies are being killed all but one named Bree, has surrendered. Carlisle tries to convert it to their diet, but in the field of battle involved the emissaries of the Volturi vampire that eliminate the "not to create before." Bella learns that Jacob has acted in defense and Leah Clearwater was so hurt by one of the vampires in the pay of Victoria, but the injury is not serious and it gets back very quickly. At the end of the novel, there is a chapter written from the perspective of Jacob: after receiving the invitation to the marriage between Isabella and Edward leaves the human remains and run away aimlessly.






Eclipse is a book written by Stephenie Meyer, as well as third novel in the Twilight series, published in the United States in August 2007. The Italian edition is available from November 16, 2007

Note: The following is disclosed, in whole or in part, the plot.
Bella, after back to Forks with Edward, will face the choice between love vampire and werewolf Jacob. The decision is made increasingly difficult because of the threat of Victoria, who wants to avenge the death of mate James, who was killed by Cullen. Meanwhile, in Seattle, a series of grisly murders is a growing fear of a new serial killer. All this can not distract from the imminent arrival of the young characters graduated, especially significant date for Bella, as will be the last stage of his life as a mortal.

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Marco Mengoni gay? Fabri Fibra BECCA IS A COMPLAINT

Well, not 'then great news': Fabri Fibra, in the past, has never given up to lash out at such and such a singer of Italian music scene, with insults rather heavy seems that the thing has not gone down 'Marco Mengoni, that in the song Do not say that the rapper has earned the label gentle homosexual.

stipulates that the lyrics: "I think Mengoni and 'gay but can not' tell, 'cause then no longer sell' a copy." The individual concerned has replicated on Facebook:

"I think just to make sure that what 's happened today does not end here, with our anger and laughter of the merchants of shoddy goods. Be assured that we will take measures, inland Legal, with civilization 'that someone, apparently, does not know. "

In short, it seems that war between the two is open with lots of sides, as in favor of Mengoni are even born groups on Facebook that accuse of homophobia fiber. Like any rapper (not) be respected, and the patter 'continued, with new statements by the singer : "To tell the truth': do not consider myself a homophobe."

I'd do it for you with your dissing a friend Vacca. Cosi ', just not to stray too far from the usual antics you're used to ...

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Patapim patapam and convoluted and mumble mumble ...!!!

visiting the blog of Vannalisa better known as Méli-melodrama I came across in his tutorial for using the Caterinetta Knitter or knitting or spool (depending on how you prefer to call it) and I said YES OK! THIS TIME I WANT TO TRY! I had a little time for creative ideuzze related to knitting, but not having the proper gadgets is a little hard to do. Then I said to begin to look so buy it! And go here and go there, mumble mumble mumble .... plus shipping cost more than waiting to send the package .... oh well we have a week or ten days I bringing this! Knowing the Italian post office! But my itchy little hands could not wait!! NO! NO! NO!
Ok so I thought! Let's see how to do it alone! And off to seek alternative methods. And I must say that I found cute. Alessia scrap & craft ... in a post shows us how to do it with toilet paper tubes and insert a video from youtube and I must say that I have been very useful.
But I did not have ice cream sticks, and the nozzle of the toilet paper made me a little sad! Sigh sigh sigh!
So going back and forth between the bathroom (not for physiological needs but for the cardboard tubes!) And the living room, I dropped the eye on the container of a film for the camera! And then mumble mumble ....... digs you risk .... twists and turns that you love beautiful ....
OOOOPS! Now I'm going out of the sow!
Mathematics came to my help! And then adding ....



the result has become ...



And with the cap in place also hold the job!


The important thing is to make a central hole in which then rolls down the rope and slide along the edges of the colored pins and you're done!
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new romance for the musician Jonas

N egg to flirt Joe Jonas. The American musician has met secretly in London restaurant The Ivy for a romantic dinner with Twilight star Ashley Greene .

" You are granted a very intimate evening - a source told the News of the World -. They arrived separately and they went to sneak through the back door, where two were waiting van with tinted windows ".

"They seemed a lovely couple - added the insider -. They had a few drinks together and were clearly happy to enjoy some time just for them. A Los Angeles would have been impossible. " Jonas is single again after a recent breakup with Demi Lovato ; Greene, however, has recently made it known to be hunting for a boy " with blue eyes." " I want a guy with a cute look a bit 'special - he said -. Q ualcuno with blue eyes and an aura of mystery around him . That his research has been completed?

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