No more politically correct. Today we decided to be incorrect, provocative, sometimes in bad taste (almost like they are mostly men in everyday life) ... Let's start from the latest developments in the news and not politics. And 'it possible that in our poor, but with a glorious past, a country such big / small men in power, these men who command us, which decides our destiny, that with a simple gesture can also produce devastating effects on our poor lives, do nothing else, including a parliamentary session and the other, a board of directors and the other, an examination session and the other, a summit meeting and the other ... that whoring? ...
But where they find the time to do the public good and that of their family. that of their friends, one of their voters, that the institutions, that of their parties of reference, that of the allied parties or alleanti? Where do you find time to rest from the immense labors that await you every day, plus going to talk show in talk show, from entertainment to political forums politrico themselves, interviews with major national newspapers to statements on television, even abroad and for Not to mention the books that I write in my spare time. Poor! ... Perhaps he finally La Sibilla found an answer to those questions. We are in times of economic and structural crisis. The last barrier to the failure of the company Italy (to use a language dear to the President) is perhaps the neo-mania of the average, the gossip. See in this regard, the spread on the television schedule of programs purely and exquisitely mold vojeristico (Big Brothers, Island known or assumed, and any number of Farms, Friends of Friends, Men and women also in the elderly, Dancing with the Stars the firmament, and so on). Fallocratico In a country like ours, our beloved men in power have seen fit to overcome the crisis by creating gossip. And so, finally. the Italian press in a free fall in recent years, the general television schedules sovraavanzata by satellite, in-depth political programs that were not interested any more, as if by magic has begun to breathe ... to speak or write to Cynthia under the Caribbean sun or watch videotapes on Brenda with her man ( so to speak) nor to imagine Patrick on the Latvian state, or enjoy the photos of the eighteenth Noemi Papi or surrounded by friends and try to find out the names of girlfriends has become the new would-be Secretaries of the Italian hitch. The crisis is just stuff for nerds communists. Does not exist. What do you think? That there are workers in Termini Imerese on the roofs of local mom Fiat (which continues with impunity to receive state aid)? Question rhetoric and obvious answer. They're up there watching the Sun and other stars ...
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