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Naples has lost one of its favorite sons

Naples has lost one of its favorite sons.
That way, it seems addressed to Roberto Saviano. The author of Gomorrah
few days ago announced its intention to leave Italy.
is down to confess that collected signatures in support of Saviano, groups on facebook, and many newspapers to devote the first page.
But this time, no. This sentence is not dedicated to him.
Naples has lost one of its favorite sons.
And this beloved son, this time, is another 28 year old. It is not Saviano.
Lucio P. gone away. He left Naples.
Manco was a "metropolitan African," he decided that he will live a " plateau" in the periphery of Milan " (non me ne vogliano “ La Scelta ”, ma le case del centro costano troppo, e Lucio non se le può permettere!).
Lucio P. si è trasferito a Milano.
Napoli ha perso uno dei suoi figli prediletti.
Nessuno ha raccolto firme in favore di Lucio, per farlo restare. Pare anzi, che già da anni fossero stati costituiti dei comitati (gli antesignani dei “gazebo” di Forza Italia) che raccoglievano firme, appositamente per cacciarlo. E una firmetta l’ho messa anche io…
Stessa indifferenza dal popolo di facebook: a Lucio, nessuno gli ha dedicato un gruppo! Ad essere onesti, se ne fossimo stati capaci, lo avremmo fatto. E il titolo sarebbe stato: “ Italy and Italians Lucio P. outside Italy. "
Not to mention the newspapers: there was at least one (we would have satisfied even a local newspaper) to devote a mere blurb!
Even we, his lifelong friends, we learned this by accident ...
potergli Needless to organize the farewell party (with iron bars and sticks).
Naples has lost one of its favorite sons.
One who just won a game in the preseason Naples, already sewed the Scudetto on the shirt. And the last time he did a decade ago, Napoli were relegated in B.
One who had joined a mime school. But from there they cast him because they said they spoke.
But Lucius was not one that was just words.
Because, let's face it all, dear Saviano: who would not be able to write a book in which they denounced the responsibility of the Camorra, including waste disposal?
But the truth is otherwise. And that is that few actually do something concrete to solve the garbage problem in Naples.
Lucio did: from the moment he is gone, the streets of Naples, there is a lot of garbage in less (a nice, big bag, and more ambulatory! If all the garbage in Naples as he did, that city would become very clean ...).
Naples has lost one of its favorite sons.
It is not the usual brain drain. Why Lucio, the brain had it, did not have ever had. He had no idea of \u200b\u200bthe brain what to do. He
things complicated, do not want, did not concern him. He was a simple.
You did a little happy with the match of beach volleyball at six in the evening (if we were tired, the edge is folded on the "seven is crushed"), exit " to make pizza" (it to him ' I said at least a dozen times, I went to the pizza does not do - mica so 'a cook - but I used to eat), and walk in the square after dinner.
And it was one in the stands, had nothing to envy "the boy curve B " Lucio P. was an example of fair play!
When the stage shouting "Vesuvius force" or " Laval with fire," Do not take it: the eruption was never quite up to the Vomero, he was safe anyway!
And then, still under Naples. Force the sun, sea, pizza, Vesuvius (which erupts if so, Lucio not catch him), mandolin and ... "rubbish."
Yes, well under "rubbish", because that is from Naples. And then force you too! And dear Lucius, tell me also force unemployment?
Naples has lost one of its favorite sons.
" And who cares about small " Neapolitan Vomero? " Fuck this " Lucio P.? " Now do one thing: turn it off well this radio. Turn around the other side as well, so you know how they end these things. We know that nothing can change ... "
So, dear Naples," nun makes stupid tonight ": keep well your sun, your sea, your pizza, your Vesuvio (if it erupts, both Lucio not caught before, I figured that now is in Milan), your garbage. Keep your well unemployment.
But always remember one thing:
Naples, you lose one of your favorite children!

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Il meme della paura

For the two readers who still do not know, I'm in Rome until the end of November. A study. Bread.

The moment I realized that Obama could win coincided with this article by Michael Chabon. Since then I have been very clear that the real obstacle to the election of Obama were not conservatives, but defeatist. Those who "vote for Hillary not to waste a vote" (in the primaries?), Those who "figured if they elect a black man in the uniti" (tu chiamale se vuoi: proiezioni...), quelli che "tanto pure se vince lo ammazzano". E ne ho sentiti tanti , anche tra amici e persone che stimo e con cui ho una larga base di opinioni condivise. Sarebbe interessante studiare il meccanismo che porta al fatalismo politico.
Oggi leggo su Gawker un articolo che parte da una frase di Obama, e porta la mia riflessione molto più in là. Copincollo ampi stralci perché merita, ma l'originale, da leggere per intero, lo trovate qui .

There was a tendency in New York, among liberals used to assuming that the elections are all stolen anyway, to assume the Obama campaign was doomed before it began because of his blackness, plain and simple. There was, similarly, a dark speculation, sometimes in the form of macabre joking, sometimes serious paranoia, that Obama would not survive the campaign if he got too close to the prize. What that didn't take into consideration was that as he looked more and more electable, more people liked him. Honestly, some thought Iowans were more likely to shoot him than vote for him. Then he proved them wrong, and the paranoia lifted, slightly. [...]

It's actually kinda shocking how few death threats we've heard about, especially considering the attention this patently ridiculous one received in the media. (Though we'd figure the ATF would be more likely to crow about breaking up an assassination attempt than the Secret Service, who tend to prefer to keep things quiet and not encourage the crazies.) But don't get too complacent! A Missouri Nazi tells The Guardian that a couple more Nazis will still promise to kill Obama, and Andrew Krucoff finds proof that Mississippi is still, you know, Mississippi.
But Obama's right—they're marginalized. The debate's shifted immeasurably, even from a couple years ago. As a fine measure of how far we've come, the GOP has to use code words for "Muslim terrorist" this year instead of just reminding us of his conventional, acceptable Blackness. God bless us all!

Abbiamo tanto stigmatizzato la paura altrui, quella dei medio-borghesi leghisti che votano il partito which promises to free them from the evil alien, and then we were victims of our own. That would be nice to understand exactly what it is. It is to think about it.

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Il punto di non-ritorno

understand that the possibility of returning to live in Italy you really wearing thin when you leave the house, at the height of your mental faculties, the Birki with striped socks.
No. rephrase. Understand that
blablabla ... when you leave the house wearing proudly Birki with the striped socks.

You also know that the slim possibility is not entirely precluded, because you have opted for long pants. Very long.

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not mi bastava, no.
Non mi bastava essere andata a Roma (solo per farmi una chiacchierata con lui , vorrei precisare) e tornarne con una fantastica opportunità di imparare a fare la fornaretta seriamente . E con un maestro d'eccezione.
Non mi bastava che all'aeroporto, per la prima volta nella mia vita, il mio bagaglio spedito arrivasse per primo sul nastro trasportatore.
Non mi bastava misurarmi con una ricetta di lievitato che avevo sempre guardato con un misto di terrore e rispetto. Non mi bastava uscirne vincitrice.

Dovevo sfidarlo ancora il destino, dovevo superare le colonne d'Ercole, e osare là dove gli uomini non osano.
Dovevo comprare i carciofi. A ottobre. In northern Holland. Ben is
me.

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Homo ridens

I returned to my mind a teaching of Professor of Letters high school: the classics are always studied, because they help us understand the human soul. Times change, but the human spirit is always the same, unchanging, always moved by the same passions.

The feelings we feel, are the same as the ancient Romans also tried ... In short we are "just the copy of a thousand summarized " (Samuele Bersani ... who is more classic than he?).

Needless to say, that our anxieties, our problems have been addressed previously by others. They've been so good to formulate solutions, and generous to them in writing, for the consumption of posterity!

is why we must focus on the classics: Historical Courses and actions, everything has already happened, everything has already been solved ... and even put in writing! So, we want to go see at least that has been proposed solution?

Dear readers, you would have made this argument to be convincing?

in those days I had not drunk. Prof.

The mica was stupid: he had noticed that every time he attacked explain Catullo, the class was performing in scenes of "extraordinary" madness, that sooner or later would culminate in a collective suicide.

And so, here he was looking for loopholes: heart problems (and who has not, at age 16!)? No need to turn to Strangelove (All You Need Is Love), read Catullus, you will find the solution!

What then, to be honest, if you read Catullus, you could draw one lesson: the horns have neither space nor time. Other

that immutability of the human soul!

But I must say that after what I've seen a few days ago, I changed his mind.

classics, something the apt ... A

said it all: Risum abundat in hours stultorum (rice have increased in the mouths of fools) ...

True, very true ...

The other day I met a ridens homo, and I must say that it was a " stultus .

But let's concentrate on defining a moment! It is said

homo ridens , who when they talk about others, fails to hold propio Ridolini derision. It does so to give themselves a voice: the 'homo ridens fact is arrogant and snobbish (in the Latin of the word, and that is "sine nobility"). Then just

is his turn to speak, can claim all the attention, then be a real Blufi : just open your mouth, to show off all his ignorance is tiny!

Ok, but what are the remedies against homo ridens ? What do we do before him?

I remembered the teaching of Prof. and tried to "shelter" in the classics.

There is a passage of Satyricon of Petronius, in which a character is a "deal" a homo ridens ... let's see what he says:

" What's so funny, moron ? ... A head of kale, which mocks the others! A bum, a jerk is not worth his urine. I mean, if he does not know him urin not cut and run. Cursed misery, I'm not one who pissed easy, but people eat worms if the springs! And he laughs, he! But that will never laugh? "(Satyricon, 57).

Evidently, not only the human soul is immutable, not only the feelings are always the same, and the horns are not limited neither by space nor time.

Even the 'homo ridens has always existed!

And there have always been the words with which to invite him to shut up.

already exists, just had to go and look!

Bottom line: if you encounter a homo ridens , armed with Satyricon !

Recitategli those lines I have pointed out with the same solemnity with which he recites the formula of a powerful spell!

There deceived: There is magic that can bring change to the head Ridolini!

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