And here I am at this time and after a month to write again.
am back in my sweet land, I thought that the distance could help me feel less bitter before injustices that have fought for years. Instead
start again ...... close the road to Positano , it's not clear if a fire or a landslide. Some smart journalist spoke of stones, and they immediately took apart a car wheel. Traders complain, but the jobs are slow and so a week the Coast is split in two. The beaches at Maiori Sunsets are always private and you continue to have parties where takings disappear like magicians do with the rabbits in the cylinder, while the municipality is becoming a private company of the Emperors.
The other day I watched a little news on Peppino Impastato, a sample for future generations and modern. An example forgotten. Too much hypocrisy in us. When I talk with my peers I am always surprised by the good ideas, the values \u200b\u200bthat give off. But I remain disappointed regularly. So it happens that those who profess to intellectual and critical Berlusconi, does not reject a recommendation to work. Actions speak much louder than words, today I have no doubt about this. I prefer to silence the rhetoric. I prefer the farmer in the morning with a smile goes to work the fields, the men I speak of Marx. I can not stand the communists who have remained at a 50-year old economic model. I can not stand the DS and the Margherita, which for years have done business Campania and recommended the their relatives. I hate the right, too arrogant and convinced that the problem is solved with social entrepreneurship and the laws against Roma. Today I no longer see that, everything seems fake, constructed. Emerges in us the fear of us see as we are, we forget that diversity is a quality, we fear to fight for our values, for the same values \u200b\u200bthat have left only Peppino , Rita Atria , and all those who believed in a better world.
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