Pick up my blog after months of silence is not forced, unwanted. Just silence. Sometimes I agree (I'm afraid of repeating myself, but I think it's worth it). The rebuke to say what everyone already knows. Do not ask me why I do. Spirit of survival, perhaps. Rather than say I wonder. Yeah, today it still happens that someone asks how things are going in Italy at this our so pricey, so mistreated. Things go wrong, and how it could be done differently? Do not stand there and throw the usual barbs against the government or opposition against intangible: my banality does not come to that. I will confine myself (!) To speak another banality: the irresponsibility of the Italian people. Yes, you read right, I said just ITALIAN PEOPLE.
I still have not understood what we're made of. All complain, cry shame on all of the privileges of the ruling class, all to trudge to make ends meet. Well, then one concludes that the people, seized with severe anger and deadly wrath, remember, in the election of these small details. Say no more. Do not comment. I do not recommend.
not need it, right?
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