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Ask who the Beatles

Ask who the Beatles
of Norisso - Curreri ( The Stadium )

If you want to touch on the weather front passing

flying in March of dust and fire
and as the grandfather of today was
the boy yesterday, if you want to hear

not just for fun
up a thousand thoughts
ask who were the Beatles

If you want to feel on my arm
the day running away and as a

hemp rope was pulled,
or fog is nailed to the hand
between days getting shorter
if you want to touch his finger
the heart of the latest snow
ask who were the Beatles

Ask a girl of fifteen years of age
ask who were the Beatles
and she will answer

pretty girl with her nose polite
glasses and the voice
who had never these Beatles
she will answer!

The Beatles do not know them
and even the world know
Yes yes I know Hiroshima,
but then I know very little.
He said my father
"Europe burned in the fire."
We have yet to learn, born yesterday, we were born yesterday.

After the August holidays,
I can not remember the sea.
not remember the music,
struggling to explain things.
To remain quiet,
shot my grandmother put the latest
who had never Beatles

those of you who you have them turned on hard and shouted
you expect that you've heard, then forgotten burned
you have to teach us with all things
not only in words
those who had never Beatles
who were ever these Beatles

The rain falls soon dried by the sun.
A river runs on a leather sofa.
But who were these ever Beatles
cars have sudden stops
and private radio stations to broadcast

the fog and the old fears.
Who were these ever Beatles

night,
dream city that never end.
I hear so many voices singing
there and people respond.
Swimming in the waves of sunshine,
path in the sky of the sea.
Who were these ever Beatles
Who were these ever Beatles

This song is for young people, too often villipesi from a hostile world, often treated with disdain by stupid people with gray hair.
But this song is for adults and for older people, too often ignored because they are out of fashion, with their experiences were thrown away like old newspapers. Why
- seem trivial, but evidently it is not - only the union of sound and the audacious enterprise experience we can build something good. This evening, or whenever you happen to read this little thought, look at your parents or your grandparents, you watch your children and your grandchildren, and try to listen to them. Nin @

and Mister X
The authors of the Scribble. They are a young and "old man". The doodle can be found in site and is also hosted on the community blogfriends

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Romulus, My Family Compo ...


Yes, thank goodness there is. Why is this lovely manga is not just a comic book full of funny gags. It 's the story of a boy who is orphaned (the parent because the parent is an orphan as a child) and was invited to live with his uncle (the brother of his mother), his wife and their daughter. So far everything seems normal ... except that the uncle in question was a woman and a man is his wife. In short, are a pair reversed: you, Yukari, is actually his uncle, a man, and he, Sora, is actually a woman. And to make matters worse, their daughter, Shion, changing alternativ catkins sex at will. How would you feel to come into such a family? Our sweet Masahiko, star of the series, is obviously a bit 'confused at first, but as the days (and comic) pass, he learned that the most important thing is to have a family with a father who knows how to be firm and authoritative, a mother gentle and understanding, and a sister acute and mischievous ... and no matter the gender. The nice balloon Tsukasa Hojo (City Hunter, the author of, among other things) teaches us that appearances are not important, but what one has in his heart. In addition to the endless chain of doubt, and the dilemma that plagues our Masahiko if Shion is actually a man or a woman, F. Compo gives us a very acute vision of our world, where often there are people who graduate from c onfini of what is called "normal" (but what is normal anyway?), and so they are judged, or worse, discrimination. Masahiko completely changes his worldview, and at the end of the series is inevitably more mature, stronger, in a word, growth. In this world we live in, where "All About My Mother" by Almodovar is transmitted only in the late evening "... for the scandalosità of topics, which have a gay son is worse than having only one leg, where everyone, our way, we are a little 'formal and bigots, yes, I say thank goodness there's Family Compo, that being just a little comic, makes us see that to be loved just simply be ourselves. Good day


JollyViola

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eternity - The Vagabond infinite

Eternity is a comic, but it is not a comic book any. It 's the story of the invasion of Earth by hostile aliens, but not the usual history of science fiction. The Lord was developed in the present (indeed, from our point of view, in the past) as a dramatic story, full of twists, in which - in a few glimmers of light - traveling in the night man. It 's a cartoon is disconcerting, it was full of chilling prophecies. Written by the great Hector G. Oesterheld and drawn by Francisco Solano Lopez, and Eternity was published between 1957 and 1959 on Hora Cero Semanal, Argentina. In Italy it was published by Lanciostory, and that's where I have known and loved. The story winds through snow that kill (as happened in Chernobyl, but twenty years later), among men who disappear into thin air (which recalls the drama of the disappeared Argentine and involving the same Oestereheld, four daughters and three kinds, all disappeared in June 1977), between stages used as concentration camps (as it then happened with the coup in Chile in 1973), with a final surprising and shocking. The
Eternauta tells of ordinary men turned into heroes by the circumstances, the value of freedom and dignity man, of great force of love and affection for your loved ones, friends. It affects more than all the despair of many glossy memorable characters (among them, Juan Galvez, the main character), aware of the inevitable end, yet still capable of fighting without rest for what they believe and who care. Like a bit 'to many of us, young men of this amazed that nothing falls down slightly, day after day, but that does not raise your eyes and tilt your head, because this is the way - if we sense we can speak - of our brief presence on this planet. For the great
Oesterheld and Lopez, who gave us other beautiful beads (referred to in other might say occasions) thanks for having given to millions of readers this masterpiece. The site, of Argentina, is here.

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"You'll love ...


... I'm nothing. "So says a sentence of good Paulo Coelho ... Saturday I was at a wedding and you still have not disposed of all the alcohol, either which are incurable mawkish, however this morning I feel quite in the mood for romance.
So ... I do tell you the mysterious and very tight, as does my beloved Dickinson "that love is all that c ' is, that's all we know of love "... But I will not. I could tell you that in dozens of movies, books, comics, cartoons are about love in different ways but all still beautiful. Because usually when we speak of love there is always guesses. Even if it becomes mushy, even if it becomes wrenching, even if you become cynical and materials, even if it becomes commonplace, even if it becomes excessive, if you say about love is usually the right things. But why do I say? Because if he tells the story of a prostitute as in Eleven Minutes Coelho, is about love? Because if you tell a duck and a duck that I am not engaged or married but a life of their quarrel is about love? Because if you tell the a woman who is taken captive by a beast and falls in love despite their appearance, you p arla love? Because if you write a poem called Ode to the aroma of the great Neru from, we speak of love? You know what's the answer? That love is all around us, in every little thing, every little gesture we make, if we do it with your heart, no love ... So what are you waiting for, all of you there FUO re you feel more tired every day, the saddest, most disappointed with the world? ... LOVE is the answer to all questions of human beings.
"Today we will talk about Agaphe, authentic love, which grows constantly, which moves the world and makes the wise man" ... (Paulo Coelho)
Good week to all lovers :-) ... and more!

JollyViola

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Muhammad Yunus - The Utopia and the reason

Muhammad Yunus (bio Inglese ; biography Italian) is a Bangladeshi economist, who many years ago was very simple intuition: the poor need charity, but the credit of trust to take care of themselves. has created a bank, the Grameen Bank, which grants Grameencredit , which is based not on complicated legal procedures (have you ever asked for a loan at a bank?) that a poor can not even begin, but simply on trust. Micro-credit, offered for creating self-employment or for any income generating activities, is returned in 98% of cases ... Yes, you understood very well: almost always, which is not the case with traditional loans (in the banking system Italian, in fact, there are many more than he restituisciono not the money lent). The history of its foundation was told by Yunus in his autobiographical book titled 'Banker to the Poor' (published by Feltrinelli in Italy and just came out). The "micro-credit project" which has come to affect 40 000 villages, 1140 branches and nearly 2,400,000 people (945 women) and the model has spread directly or indirectly in 58 countries (168 banks like Grameen) in rural areas (but not only) of the 5 continents (and not only in underdeveloped countries) involving about 5 million beneficiaries. The prospects are that the "micro-credit system has" come to affect 100 million families in 2005 and ½ billion in 2025. Yunus's idea is based on the principle that people are not having to go to the bank, but the bank by people. Is not, therefore, charity or alms, as many programs auito West towards poor countries, but on economic mechanisms, simple but functional. The gameencredit, In fact, it's something profitable. It gives absolute priority to the formation of social capital, human capital formation, gives scholarships. This great scholar, who - not nascondiamocelo - broke all the boxes to the corporatist world, now receives the recognition he deserves the Nobel Peace Prize. But with this award, and by his example, teaches us something else ... It teaches us that the economy is not a cool thing, greyed by grisaille. It teaches us that change our world for the better is possible, and not necessarily by the Copernican revolution. It teaches us that simple things are the fairest and the most true.

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October 8, 2001 - the massacre of Linate - Not to forget

5 years have gone from a sad morning when he consumed a tragedy. The fact is that a plane could not and was scheduled to land on one runway at Linate is found to seek permission to take off when another plane (A Sas) is doing the same. There is fog, the visibility is less than 50 meters, the ground radar is not working, the two planes intersect, collide, there are about eight in the morning. After the collision, the SAS continues its course and ends up in the slide of the airport baggage handling: 118 dead. Almost five years after closing the appeal process for four defendants and four others who had requested expedited. Two sentences deleted, a confirmation and a small: these are the main decisions taken by the court of Appeals. 118 remain broken lives, 118 families, hopes, plans, life, love, destroyed forever by fate, superficiality and guilt. None
return their loved ones for families, but what offends - or should offend - all of us is the ease with which we forget what has happened, it offends the memory of those who are no longer with the clean slate of the Law ( If we do not think to call it justice) and a void in which many, shrug, say "We must go on, life goes on." Of course it goes on, life is a road that you can travel in one direction only, but if it makes sense (perhaps simply did not have it) it is given by the flow of past, present and future. We can not bring back those people, but our duty to remember and to remember, just to keep going.
we can do that. A strong hug to you all.

Family members are doing a lot of good things, there is also a site of Foundation October 8, 2001 . If you expect a sad site, you are mistaken. There are many interesting news, events, etc. .. Let us jump!

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Bread and Chocolate is one of the best Italian films of all time. It 'probably the best interpretation of one of the greatest Italian actor Nino Manfredi. The director Franco Brusati, very good and not very well known, unfortunately. The film however is quite known, but certainly not as worthy. The plot is usually not the story, I refer to some of the network link, but this time I did not find anything good (and this says a lot ....). So, is John Manfredi Garofoli, who emigrated to Switzerland, civilized country steeped in a terrible racism (a memorable scene Garofoli, who found the body of a child, then harassed by the commissioner, dismissed our protagonist, received with great courtesy the self-confessed monster - of course, Switzerland) in which he tries to build a future for himself and his family has remained in Italy. Many mishaps: he loses his job for doing pee (sic!) Weaves a very discreet relationship with an exile Greek ( "Oh, yes, you are well ... we de worse," says the poor Nino at some point) becomes sympathetic to a bankrupt Italian, very good Dorelli Johnny, who welcomed him but then the bugger, committing suicide without him reveal where he placed the hard-earned savings Nino (Nino joke on his deathbed of Dorelli: "and I tell him that I paid money to a billionaire?" ) ends up underground with a family who "choose" to live in a chicken coop and constituents - Italian - they act like real chickens (Unforgettable the whole sequence, but the gem is the joke of Manfred " But a place like this looking good, not even if he could find in Italy? ). taken to be discouraged, he denied his own dyeing of blond, but then does not stand up to a goal of Italy while watching a football game inside a bar (" Italiener Unde ... but they have scored 7 to 0 Finsch's game, 8 even if That have time ") and finds himself expelled, decided to return home - despite the beautiful Greek, who has since married a police inspector occhiutamente for foreigners, have a face new residence permit - but, as the dates train, and hear once again the most popular songs trivia (Guitar, sun, sea and mandolin) that so despises, off the train and finds himself alone, half blonde and half brown, suspended between Switzerland and that does not accept an 'they do not like Italy.
What can I say ... he has never seen this film is a real shame. He speaks, stirring drama, laughter, homesick and hatred for too many faults of our age-old Italy, turns a man and his redemption of the Italian crisis, but many other things that just watching the movie you can pick fully. If we wanted to enclose it in a bar, the song is very reminiscent of Giorgio Gaber " I do not feel Italian" . The disenchanted
in the compartment of the train at the end of the film by Nino Manfredi is the perfect embodiment of what Brusati (and Manfredi, screenwriter of the film) we wanted to say, the Italians, it's time to wake up .. it was 1973, we are still waiting ... .

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Dear Bread and Chocolate

From this month one of my favorite comics is no longer a monthly but is a bi-monthly ... I'm talking about Uncle Scrooge. E 'away from number 16, below this wonderful comic strip featuring the best stories each month of the ducks. And now I leave ... Uncle Scrooge is probably my favorite band of the ducks; is an old (but then it really seems so old?) duck adventure from the past, apparently without scruples, but in reality a big heart ... full of contaddizioni, memories, regrets, small failures, victories short ... , a duck very much human. Among the great illustrators of the stories of ZP, today I want to tell you about two of them. Speaking of ducks, one can not mention, of course, the biggest (in my opinion) master of all time: Carl Barks . The Great Master has designed and created some of the most beautiful stories of the Ducks, committed by "Uncle Scrooge and the mystery of 7 cities" the poetic "Uncle Scrooge in the land of the Indian pygmy" the most absurd as "Donald Duck and the mystery of the Incas" at p ver purely comic as "Donald Duck and the Mouse". The sudden light, light, delicate and refined, and its unmistakable style in the stories dramatize not forget, as we do not forget that it is thanks to him if the character of Scrooge is scalable or that wonderful character that is now. Yeah, and now that our beloved teacher is gone? Who can match it in some way? Well, 'I believe there is someone, I'm talking about and I adored criticatissimo Don Rosa. This nice gentleman unable to create d elle stories that keep you stuck to the pages, and are full of quotations, legends, historical facts mixed with twists more daring ... and that trait, that way of drawing so different from Barks but this no less beautiful, the eyes of the ducks are the most expressive of Don than some (alleged) actor of our cinema ... The stories of Don do cry, laugh, reflect, and sometimes also know (because I know more things about Knights Templar her stories of things that made school ...). They make us feel close to these ducks so funny, cynical and sometimes bad, sometimes wise, sometimes funny, sometimes nasty and sometimes even touching. Neighbors in this paper that are just like us. Good day


JollyViola

PS: Al contarario of many authors that have occurred over time trying to copy the style of the great Carl, Don Rosa has been content to create one his own, with a compromise. In all its history shows a beautiful, sweet symbol: DUCK (dedicated to Uncle Carl by Keno). Don Bravo, keep it up.