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At Christmas we are all more ...

At Christmas we are all better people. They say. It will be because maybe I'm not the prototype of the 'model crisitano' *, but I is not that I feel particularly good this year ... Indeed, they are also a little more angry than usual, with all the shit that happen.

I say, but we look around? Are just a few inches of snow and half of Europe went into a panic, people stop cold for hours on trains, people trapped under the Channel Tunnel (think, between few years, our equivalent Strait ... Brr ...). But where the hell are we? What the Middle Ages? With people on the street who is pissed off twice because not only has to go to work well with '** I'm cold, even with the snow and ice, but to lose hours to shovel the snow and must be careful not to pave the pedestrians forced to walk in the street because the snow was shoveled yes, but it was all thrown on the sidewalks! Brilliant. He says: "How are you?" "Well thank you. ... Well Well a couple of ..." (Ssst, it is Christmas)

So come on, we buy the gifts. And come on, we decorate the tree, the crib, the bembin Jesus with the ox and the donkey.

And we go, we buy the cake and get ready for the great feasts in the family that has always characterized the holidays in our country.

And we go and pretend that there are problems, we pretend to love us and we are all friends, so that when we turn around now there's someone ready to put it. Yes, you know where.

Let us go and celebrate, and we are all better and we're all happier that while the world goes to hell.

At Christmas we are all better people. Except Rabbit. . .

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* Technically be good at Christmas is an anti-Christian. "The true Christian is not only good and charitable at Christmas, but it is 365 days a year." (These words were spoken to me years ago by a dear friend ... which unfortunately was also a priest, but he is still a dear friend)

** About the cold: the other day in the museum was full cast of the film March of the Penguins ... (Thanks Laura for this gem ...)

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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year to you all, near and far!
a big hug from Capuzzo family!

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11/25/2009 MR. GREG AND SOCIAL RELATIONS AND KAMPALA

Mr. Greg grows visibly in Uganda, in the capital. And in the compound where we live happy, full of trees, little friends to have fun and above all safe and without risk (almost, as already has three scars on the face due to falling game). But is it right that he too see and experience the city as it stands, that goes far beyond the gate behind which we repaired. Sometimes we go in the dirt roads that lead from the main road and after that it opens up a world virtually unknown to us. Unfortunately it is not easy being white sometimes in Uganda and he has tried. When we arrive in the clearing of the neighborhood full of kids playing ball, jumping rope, chasing each other, mostly barefoot, dirty and pretty with a runny nose usually ... well, the activities of a sudden stop and all the children in a There are currently ahead of us with eyes wide open, motionless, watching us. Greg is not just a gesture or say something I explode with laughter loud and fingers pointing at us. With the best will try to say Greg going to play, but anyone would feel a bit 'uncomfortable in a situation like that ... then use the fun lasts becomes white rabbits with red eyes that run between the trash and calm after a while we go disconsolate. But I am convinced that if we continue to attend the open space of the games we become acccetti well, like the time we were invited to participate in the festival area (on the same square) with traditional songs and dances.

But between episodes, there are also quite moving, do you remember when I told Greg that was selling bananas on the road? Often we stopped along the way by women who sell corn and bananas, with a lady in particular, we did "friendship". The lady sitting by the roadside along with suio children, a, Patricia, seven months and another one (or more, but still I did not understand how many and what are its children) for six or seven years. Sometimes we stopped a few minutes and play with the children, to exchange some talk in Luganda and English mixed with gestures and I bought a roasted corn, at other times my in-laws bought packets of biscuits and gave them to children. Obviously there Waits for nothing but one night, it was already dark, I was coming home with Greg and a friend and the lady was as usual on his corner of the sidewalk with her children, she called Gregori mama! " and I hardly have found the darkness and I leaned toward her, brought me a bag saying "for Gregori" and I am amazed but not understanding what it was, I thanked her repeatedly with a bow as used Ugandan women. Arrived home, the light, I opened the clear plastic bag and found a plastic giraffina and terra cotta owl ... a lump in my throat was inevitable, especially when I see it as Gregory holds these two items and keeps them happy between her hands saying "galo" (meaning gift). How precious are these two simple toys!

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Ex Libris - December 2, 2009

About events (since December 5 is approaching ...). About rallies more or less spontaneous, about the right to freedom "of assembly and expression of their thoughts" (for details, see: Constitution, Articles 17 and 21).

We quote from the last book of Daniel Luttazzi a statement issued by former President Cossiga , one that, to quote the comedian, 'has never been particularly reluctant to shoot shit'.

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Leave it to the university: to withdraw the police from the streets, infiltrate the movement with provoking agents ready for anything, and leave it for ten days or so demonstrators devastate shops, set fire to the machines and put iron and the city on fire. After that, the strong popular support (...) the police should not have pity and send them all to hospital (...), beat to a pulp, even those teachers who incite them. I'm not saying the elderly, of course, but the teachers so girls.

Charles Bronson, here, has just explained what happened at the G8 in Genoa.

The fragment is taken from an interview appeared Cossiga October 23, 2008 on "QN" and reported in Daniele Luttazzi , Cold Civil War (Feltrinelli, November 2009).

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