Tuesday, August 11, 2009

Colored Plastic Wrist Band Meaning

the right distance

I'm away a lot from the blog. For several reasons.
I'm looking for a proper distance from other things, some more private other questionable here. One of these is the technology, essential for my current job, which is useful for other things, but not essential for my life. We must recall emotions, feelings more real, not misrepresented as a chat or a text message. Or maybe even a blog post.
We went over? I do not think it is right to deny certain benefits that technology can give us (for example, make information large scale, especially where and when who should inform does not), but at the same time you have to retrieve other things: going to ring the bell to find out if a friend is at home, so to speak, without necessarily calling. We must always save time, but for what? Is not well understood.
should take some steps back? No, maybe not. It is best to move forward, towards a more sensible way to live, looking for the best subjective content with as little as possible, focusing on the positive gestures on real, tactile, auditory, visual, tasty.
This links to many things, like food .
the moment I decided to delete the already scarce amount meat we eat. It 's a test, this, to find the right distance. We must fight like never before and learn to eat healthy to avoid being poisoned by industry (not only carnivorous, but food in general), greed. There seems normal? Eat shit, globalize the unhealthy food! Just to make money, to run the economy, regardless of people and devastate the planet. It would be the case for rethink everything, everything! I do not know whether it is possible and as long as you live in this society must, somehow, to be some rules. I try to resist with small things as much as possible using an old bicycle instead of car, reading the ingredients of the things I eat (of course some bullshit ... the beat right away!), trying to consume only the necessary and little more, etc..
more you consume, the more the world is absorbed, you lose the culture, traditions, tastes and knowledge, passed down for years.
It 's a tough world, but it is also a beautiful world. For many reasons, I'm sure everyone has their own. I and my I have are the ones who pushed me to not obsess my mind thinking only of what is wrong, looking forward with the belief that the streets are not easy that I chose in my life, in different fields, give me and I will give great satisfaction.
I leave for a few days. ... The right distance from Italy.
E.

Song of the day: Two given the long absence.
"Future Reflections" - New York duo MGMT
An exploded last year with several singles and the album "Oracular Spectacular", a wonderful meeting between electronic and indie pop.



If it's good, or if it's luck, I can not tell But pieces come together
For Some reason just as well
Their guns
Could not see us There's a sea outside my
door And one day I'll appreciate
The rush of blood and the washed out beat of the shore

"Siren Song" - Bat For Lashes.
One of the most moving songs I've ever heard (cercatevi also the text is to read everything). On his second album ("Two Suns"), the London-based singer of Pakistani origin (already opened for Radiohead's last tour) hits the big time.

Wednesday, July 22, 2009

What Are Your Career Aspirations Sample Essay

Nobel Peace

http://silvioperilnobel.sitonline.it/

Guys I recommend you do not make jokes, all rated. Silvio
he deserves for all he has done for the world.

Ready to die, Italy has called!!

Monday, June 8, 2009

Musical Fidelity M250 V A5cr

Oasis concave

I speak with my heart and that should suffice.
This should be the essence, it should be possible and natural.
scare you my truth? You scared the life? You scared the risk? Powerful shots
crumble slowly pick the right path.
I will treasure the lessons, but I choose the alternate route, exiting from the map.
If you want to build an image, I'm not there anymore. Seeking new oasis.
Shit must be somewhere while a small but very valuable source.
A pool of emotions with which to confront naked, blowing wind, if necessary, creating swirling sandstorms and angry. Then back to calm and I shake your legs. The cavity. To life.
not enough to do. I want to learn to enjoy.



Song of the day: "Dissolved Girl "- Massive Attack. One of those groups and those albums (" Mezzanine ") so beautiful and precious I almost never find the time to listen to them. A song that gave me a lot of memories, the trip-hop to its highest level.
Waiting for the third time seeing them live in November and the new album ... I start to enjoy with this ...
"Say, say my name
Need a little love to ease the pain
need a little love to ease the pain
It's Easy to Remember When It Came "

Saturday, May 30, 2009

Shag Bands What To De Colours Mean

Present I want to scream!

Sometimes it seems to be a roller coaster, embossed and milkshake. On of them are afraid, have fun but also a world. I feel on one of those cars at this moment: the anxiety before the start, a slow pace, the big climb that builds up the tension, the highest peak, the ants in the stomach before the descent, the fear becomes adrenaline. Street, dive, upside down, screaming and happy. I cling to the embrace of protection belts are safe. Arrembanti emotions, of what has become a life lived and not plagiarized from a design not mine. The
I write my story, I compose the music, I design the shapes and colors.



Last week I had the opportunity to visit a city (for me) new: London. What can I say ... see
Live Historic Places until recently only seen in the photo is intriguing. Be overwhelmed by the sounds, smells and colors of Camden Town (although a bit 'too strong), go for a run in Hyde Park in the morning and come back with your feet destroyed, lost in the Rough Trade record shop and in the charming neighborhood of East End Brick Lane (nice shops, cafes, super beautiful), let go to sleep at the twilight of the immense Regent's Park, in front of the curious works of Jorn, Backa, Beuys at the Tate Modern and Boettger, have breakfast by the light making kissing a showcase of the sun ... and then laugh and "feel" with your trusted companions.




Then, too much traffic, chaos and inevitable (?) Comparisons with Berlin, a city that I'm seriously aiming for to experience life more livable, less elite, the same (maybe more) artistic ferment and culture. Oh well in any case, no city is perfect: in the coming months will often rise in the German capital in June to discuss the possibility of working in music (all fingers crossed that the initiative is successful) in August for the concert of Pearl Jam (that's cool!), and perhaps (also linked to the visit in June) in September for the Popkomm, the music fair.

We started with a full concert reviews Rockol for, you'll find the Live Blog :
http://musicreporters.rockol.it/dalvivo/

Wednesday I will have the honor of interviewing Maximo Park ...

The summer is upon us: will fly, will be filled with a lot of events and emotions, I want to be there when it happens. Present there to scream , I want to shout this! I want to scream this!!

Song of the day: "Come back" - Depeche Mode . An excerpt from the latest album of DM "Sounds of the Universe." A record that, despite the years of the band, I would advise you, work in their style, dark, electronic, rock, with plenty of also lighter moments. In short, you can still do great songs.
The video below is taken from the recording sessions, slightly different, of course, the final version ...

Monday, April 27, 2009

Ecuatorianas Putas Fotos

Imperfect ...

It 's been a month since last post. So many things have happened, the emotions kick in doors during this period, which until recently did not even know existed.
Yes, because if it does not make sense just to survive, trying to exist. And in some moments of human life means R (exist) . Hold on when the pain breaks through the dam, and invade the soil, plant cover and closes every street. Press hard when anger if it is locked in his box, groped to break open the lock and tear, sink into the face and re-emerge, sweaty, wet.
ask many things, find answers and denials, be proud and insecure. Realizing that they are flawed, but brave. Flawed but brave, I like it. Hitting punch, flip the tables. One thing is certain: it goes on, on their own feet. Next, with your feet full of calluses and rough ... is real, is here. It 's me. The

certainly no shortage of new things during this period. This is followed by swimming, with travel and photography. It 'nice to do a little progress and be able to agree not born learned, see slowly but the small steps forward. It 'nice to understand important concepts, especially in photography, and own them slowly through these trying to get creative, open channels.



One benefit is that Reporters Music, the new draft Rockol for which we will begin to take numerous live concerts and to review them. Bello.Ho began with a concert by A Camp (Nina Persson of the Cardigans group), last Monday at Magnolia in Milan, snapping some photos.
In any case here in the last part you'll see reviews and interviews ...
Even with the press office are going to go with the new project Kaufman ...





And then you start to think 'summer incoming travel. Well 20 to 24 May there is the possibility of a trip to London that day, and then from June 30 to July 5, you go to relax for the week annual Puglia made of water, food, friends and nights in the country based on music, Peroni beer and relax ...
And then there is the intention to visit Berlin in the neo-citizens of the German capital Simone and Mauro (as well as the Simo), but everything is based on vederein decide what to do. There are several options ... the most striking and challenging would be to go find the guys in Australia, but I do not know to what extent practicable. We would have the option Sziget Festival in Budapest trip to Berlin, or even a nice trip to Greece or northern Spain ..- mah ... we'll see ... it's nice to have many ideas and little money ...

I was here to close the operation, but right now I read that August 15th there will be Pearl Jam in concert in Berlin ... fuck! What would be cool?

Song of the day: "No Kind Words" - The Maccabees . A British group, the London / Brighton, discovered very recently, electronic-tinged indie-rock, reminiscent 'Bloc Party and Editors, but not cloning, indeed, very interesting. This passage is taken from the new album coming "Wall of arms" ...

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Ots List Z Exp X99999

Pass ...

Some time ago I wrote that Italy was not a country for me, listing a number of reasons and issues that made me seriously angry. The friend said Webster wrote that he would never make it there to leave so pissed.
Well I begin to feel that my feeling, just when the need for change air is getting stronger.
Not that I'm no longer angry about the mentality that exists on the Italian soil or that do not touch me some more questions. But these are not the main reasons for my departure.
There are days that are becoming more frequent, in which I do not think I'm wrong here, I could not be happy or things like that. I just think I want to see more than .
I just think that I can not imagine that he never tried the experience of living outside of Brescia, outside of Italy. I feel my soul, my body, my brain need to deal with something bigger, to get out of a provincial town where, I repeat, I do not think it is impossible to feel good, but depends on the needs of the periods.
'm pretty atrophied from the same places, by the same people (friends excluded of course), I want to go out and be able to hear lifeblood, sniff new smells, receive input: too often I find myself to give input and not receive anything back.
I want to leave home and be in a new place, having to struggle to learn a new language, find a job part-time in a place where Cock do not know anyone, feel like a foreigner in a foreign land. I need to feel these feelings, to make of experiences, both positive and negative. Basically a lot of the work would go with me to work from home from Brescia or anywhere else in the world is about the same thanks to the Internet.
I believe that within a year and a half (this should be the time to finish some projects that deserve to be concluded in the best way) would be nice to put everything in place. Where? I do not know yet. There are many options that I turn and head in many places I want to see in this time also to try to figure out where I'd go. In my dreamy ideas I'd like to go a year in an Anglophone country, learn the language better and then maybe move to Berlin, you dive in and learn German. And then after a while 'in a warmer place. Hypothesis. Dreams.
In the meantime I will give my maximum in my life here now . Why, dreaming is a wonderful thing, as well as making plans, but you live in the present: not in the past, not in the future. One step at a time.
feet on the ground and head in the air ... rooted in these things, but dreamers.

Song of the day: "Mild" - Marlene Kuntz. Pending the concert Friday at Milk Plus, here's a live version of one of the songs most intense band of Christian Godano, composed in 1994 and included the debut album "cathartic".
"Maybe, really, we love you we love
pass in flight, flying farther"


Wednesday, March 18, 2009

South Park Episodes To Watch For Free

Night Post Benjamin Button ...

It 'hard to grow together. Even more difficult is to change, together. Life is always ready to reserve curves, climbs, descents, and straight and it is difficult to be able to drive both at the same speed. Tear the awareness of this. Maybe we are, our nature, adapted to be supported for a limited period of time, until you can travel on the same track.
Then, because of personal paths that each of us is doing, the track is divided into two separated and you have to travel, to try to understand, to feel. Why, some things we can understand them better in solitude. And so the journey continues, for both, with new situations, places, people, smells, tastes, rough and smooth surfaces.
never will gather in the streets? There is an old, wise and experienced railway linesman who commands an exchange. If this toll is still called love, the two trains will resume one day running parallel to travel together, recognizing that the portion of the road is made by just needed to get back to racing neighbors. Otherwise you will hear and see from afar and smile recalling the trip certainly did together, but looking ahead, each in his own direction perhaps, sadly, will be different.
meantime, however, my wagon will be full of suitcases, smiles, tears, music, color and perhaps a new light ...

Song of the day: "Wherever protect" - Vinicio Capossela .

Friday, March 13, 2009

Hair Weave And Myammee

The daring descents and ascents

"It 's been a long time .... living" ... one might say.
There are times when you put in the game, moments when everything seems to slip away and return, moments in which an old drive to turn back, a small child comes crying, scared. And you have to reassure him, tell him you're there to take care of him, everything will be fine and can hear a new CD.
There are times when you must come back strongly in this constantly evolving. There are times when it is not always easy to accept that things have not gone as you wished, that important people vanish. There are times when you pick up a spoon with all the determination in you, realize that you need a good shovel for than there is in there, put in your mouth and begin to scream and beat their fists, driving out the sadness, which leaves open a door, but not the whole house.
There are times exhausting, when you have to fight to get up. Aware that, once up, you'll be even stronger than before. There are times when words become apparently made true. There are times when you really feel that YOU are the only person that will always be with you, that everything that is outside of us is inherently mutable. You also are mutable, the better, to make you better and possibly happy.
There are times when you feel that maybe your future is not in your city, but you know you'll be there anytime, anywhere.
There are times when people around you can make a difference and know that you are stronger. There are times when it is not easy to accept that things are not always in order.
It is in these moments that go proud of yourself, the large deck that you're doing, your effort, your sweat, the priority that you gave your life: yourself and your happiness.
Life is here ... inside ... and out.

I want to do new things , I need to do new things. I started to go jogging in the morning, next week we start with a good photography course Albi Mancini and between a month we begin a course of swimming to finally learn to swim in a serious way.

Tuesday night I had the opportunity to see a great movie: " The Wrestler" by Darren Aronofsky. A director who I discovered in 2006 when I went to the Venice Film Festival and he presented the film "The Fountain" I think that pleased me, my friend Daniel and three other people in the world.
Now back with a truly remarkable film. The main character is Mickey Rourke, reviving, in his role, which basically tells his story, a story of professional success, but to defeat family, loneliness, mistrust. An American story of loss and perhaps rebirth.
A beautiful film, no doubt about it ...

Finally ... a strong embrace the friend that Ali Monday takes off. He leaves a year in Australia. I'm sure the flight did not take him just physically ... enjoy!

Ps This is the photo with Casey Spooner of Fischerspooner , group eletrronico New York. Wonderful interview, in a photographic studio set in an old abandoned factory near the Navigli, Milan. Location very Berlin. Between a month on-line interview. Meanwhile in the section
tour will see the coming events that I would follow and in the last section, here are my reviews and to interview Starsailor ...





Song of the day: "I would not want ... ... but if you want" by Lucio Battisti. Well useless that I will present. A song written by Mogol, with an incredible text, sung by the great Lucio, much to be discovered if you have not already done so. The passage in question is from the album "My free hand" in 1972.
"How can a rock

stem the sea even if I have to fly back


The long blue and green lands
The
daring descents and ascents

opened up in the sky and then down the desert and

up again with a big jump "

Saturday, February 28, 2009

Dixie Chopper Lt1800 Silver Eagle

Ariva ....

to update ... I'm waiting for the photos that I want to publish ...

Out for a while ...

Sunday, February 8, 2009

Mpeg-4 Quantization Quarter Sample

Back home

(For those over the weekend has lost the previous bet, it is recommended the first reading of "Erez" February 7, 2009)

Before entering the access ramp to the departures the airport in Tel Aviv there is a check point. We stop. Passport and note ... Where you from? "" Jerusalem. "" Where is it going? "(I got the ticket by hand, no ...?)" Milan, Italy "" As he stopped in Israel? "(it says on the visa when I joined ...) "Four weeks" "It 's always been to Jerusalem?" (I see that stamp Erez ?...) "No". "Where was that?" "Gaza". "Ok, pull over the car , come down and unload luggage. Give me your phone, I'll give it back after the checks. "Each piece is individually examined contents of the suitcase to the X-ray Half an hour later he returns the phone. The passport and luggage on a pink sticker. In hand wheel where it says that they apologize for the mishap, but that the checks will allow me to save time at the airport ...

airport, queuing for check-in. A police officer checks passports and tickets in advance. Here comes my turn. "What's his name?" (It says on my passport ...) "Luigi". "Where you headed?" (But the guy did not call first?) "Milan, Italy. "As he stopped in Israel?" (I already have the pink dot!) "Four weeks". "Where was over Jerusalem?" (Amman, Cairo, Dead Sea) "Gaza". "What is going to do in Gaza?" (Vacation, there were some attractive offers in this time ...) "I work for an NGO ... I am a doctor." "Can you wait a moment here?" (No, I thought I would run away leaving her my passport ...) "Sure." The lady behind me smiling.

I had been informed in advance: for each traveler is assigned a numeric code between 1 and 6: 1 means ok, 6 means dangerous. The cop comes back and stick me on a sticker with the number 6. Among the privileges there is a physical examination in a special protected area of \u200b\u200bthe airport. But I had prepared and to express my personal little protest I wear the same socks for three days. After two hours, the verdict is that I can leave. Only two elements are of suspects: the PC mouse will travel in a special box, because it is guilty of conspiracy (someone must have used it without my permission to write anti-Semitic leaflets), the iPod charger, much more dangerous, rather than questioning the need separately, with special interpreters. If you decide to embark the work tomorrow and I reach home, if not I'll buy a new one. Overall, they were polite, they offered me a coffee (I raised asking the milk), I was escorted to the gate and I was also blown up the usual security checks!

boarding a familiar face, Ms. check-in. "It 's a real doctor?" I smile. "I can imagine where it comes from ... it will be very tired ...." Sometimes it takes very little in return for peace with the humans ...

Swiss Air flight LX255. Gin and tonic, beer, "Black and White" and "High School Musical 3". In the row in front of my child is sitting Israeli will have about two years. Who knows what will become of him in twenty years and that will take place on the Middle East. But his choices, unlike its peers in the Gaza Strip will not be affected by the scars left on the body or those hidden in the mind.

A lot of people who voted for Hamas in 2006, has repented. He hoped to get rid of corruption and the fragmentation of Fatah, but Hamas has discovered that it is far better. Before the next election there is still a bit 'of time. Meanwhile, I wonder if Israel will understand that with bombs so you can decapitate Hamas, but runs the risk of pushing people into the arms of the more extremist fringes?

Mission beautiful, but tough. Thanks for watching!

Saturday, February 7, 2009

Sunglas Hut Tangiers Mall Branson,mo

Erez

The car stopped a kilometer away from the Erez terminal. A barrier blocking the road and prevent to move further. Our companion (two of us, me and the surgeon in Hong Kong) takes us up to become a container prepared in the office next to the bar. Palestinian police check our passports and check that our names are on the list of people that day to leave the Strip. I greet our tour. "Are you happy to come home?" he asks. "No, I'm a bit 'sad." "Why?" "I want to stay here a while '...." Ride. "I am sad because I would go potermene but neither I nor my family can get out of here." We embrace.

We load the backpacks on their shoulders and begin to walk km on the road that day was probably paved. Around the total devastation, most of the houses is not even the outline. Ahead of us the wall of 12 meters. We come to a passage formed by two walls of reinforced concrete. A first gate with an intercom. We play. A few minutes later the gate opens and we go on. A second step, this time protected by wire mesh. A half a turnstile of iron. We get right to the source wall. An iron door with the cameras. The instructions are to make us see the cameras, waving to our observers. After fifteen minutes, the iron door opens. We enter the terminal.

A corridor with three iron turnstiles. On each a red light and one green. Are on only the red ones. Expect that one of the lights turn green and move on. We go into a room where I finally meet a person. He works for the Israelis, but Palestinians. No Israeli in the flesh you would find here. We support our bags on a table and open them. A camera on the ceiling examine them. Ok. Continue. We enter a corridor. There are bathrooms. Our manager had suggested we take advantage of it. We take this opportunity. Down the hall again turnstile of iron. Intercom. Red light. Green light. Another assistant will provide two trays of 80 square cm per side. In an all electronic devices and electrical we have, including credit cards, luggage and all the other metal accessories. Wait 15 minutes for the machine in which the trays are placed where they eat. One by one we enter into a cylindrical cabin. A voice through a loudspeaker warns us to keep his hands up. In front of us, above, can be glimpsed through the windows of the Israeli officials who control procedures. The cabin is closed, a scanner rotates around the body. You reopen the car from the opposite side from where we entered. Pound. Red light, green light. We find our electronic items. Harvesting and processing them. Last gate. We enter a room. Our luggage was on a table, completely open. An official with gloves examine them. Smiles when he sees the cookies Palestinians in the cardboard box. "You know you can not take them?" "No, I did not know ...." "Remember at the airport to put them in the hold." Ok, thanks. "Up to this point has gone over an hour.

Passport control. The official is a little girl. She sits in her glass booth. I the I stand up. Start to browse the passport. The usual questions. "Who is it? What does it do? Why was it in Gaza? Where is it headed? Where will I stay in Jerusalem? When again for Italy? Your email? His cell phone number? (Rugo not make stupid comments that the time is dramatic!). This stamp in the passport? "" South Sudan. Last year. Mission. You know, Sudan is divided into north and south, I was at the Christian .... "He smiles. See the links. Call." I have a letter from my NGO that certifies that I have been in Sudan for humanitarian reasons. "You see the again. After 20 minutes. "Excuse me, but the problem is Sudan?." "Yes." "Look, I had the same timbre even when I arrived in Tel Aviv, and when I returned to Israel from Taba three weeks ago and I had no problems "(false: The first time blocked for two hours, the second for five). He smiles and says" Yes, but now he was also known in Gaza and Gaza more ... Sudan ... "Of course, how stupid ..." Sit down there. "After 30 minutes I recall. Ok, I can go! Seen for two months. "Can I return to Israel in the future?" "Sure," he says. Perhaps, however, change of passport ...

Since the beginning of snakes and ladders have been two and a half hours. It must be said that no one is rude. They are meticulous, but only follow the procedures. One can well understand, have the right to protect themselves. I do not dispute this. I'm just saying that a place from which only some can go out, and not too easily, in my house it's called prison.

PS: The best informed say that beauty comes tomorrow when I'll have to take the flight from Tel Aviv to return to Italy ...! Arrival in the evening at the airport.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

Booksamillion.com/storesurvey

Leaving

Dear friends in Gaza,

I have just received confirmation that tomorrow morning I leave for Italy on Sunday in Jerusalem to fall.

I'm so sorry because I will not have the opportunity to greet and thank you one by one, as I wanted.

E 'was an honor to help you, even for a few days, to uplift the conditions in which this city has plummeted because of war and isolation that you have to endure.

My mission as an anesthesiologist in this beautiful land ends here, but now a new mission, as a man and as a member of MSF: to tell all the sufferings that were suffering.

you to the heart with the hope that a new sun will soon light up your city.

God bless

My dear brothers and sisters of Gaza,

That I've just Received confirmation tomorrow morning I'll leave from Gaza to start my trip back to Italy.

I'm reall sorry because tomorrow it's Friday and I won't be able to thank you and to say good bye to everyone.

It has been an honour to share these few weeks with you and to help you raise again your city, after the war and the isolation you are still facing.

My mission as anesthetist in this wonderful country is finished, but now I'm starting a new one, as man and member of MSF: tell the people the situation you are living and what you are suffering.

I'll keep you close to my heart, with the hope that a new sun could soon rise again above Gaza.

God bless you!

Sincerely yours

Louis

Tuesday, February 3, 2009

Bose Outlet, Ellington, Phone

Confusion

The situation is rather confused. In the last hours I chatted a bit 'with our coordinator, an Egyptian doctor and a Palestinian from Gaza (Gaziano? Gazianese?) Of our administrative office to try to figure it out but everything seems illogical. Over the past two days, Israeli aircraft have resumed darting over our heads, with explosions that you hear every hour, but it seems without consequences in terms of casualties. Even because the Israelis, politely, to call in advance to warn families that are going to pull his house down. From Gaza continue to be fired rockets at 2-3 days beyond the wall. But meanwhile, is expected on Thursday the signing of the definitive cease-fire. Hamas calls for the reopening of the crossings, especially Rafah on the border with Egypt, but the Egyptians for their part did you know that tomorrow will close the border crossing point in these days of choice for journalists and humanitarian aid for an indefinite period. Since the rule is that you exit from Gaza by the same terminal where you entered, will start tomorrow, three doctors and nurses in our group to avoid being blocked, waiting that the new arrivals from Erez team (including the anesthesiologist that I will have to give change).

Israeli Prime Minister promises enormous and terrible reactions if they continue the firing of Palestinian rockets, but meanwhile, the defense minister of his government announced plans for a 48 km tunnel linking the north of the Gaza Strip south of the West Bank, the Palestinian territories of West Bank under the control of Al Fatah. Al Fatah which continues to hamper the government of Hamas in the Gaza Strip by increasing the exasperation of the people: he had already contributed to the economic collapse of this slice of Palestine and then to the strengthening of Hamas itself, blocking investments in the Gaza Strip, especially health, and now argues for the management of billions of dollars that will come for reconstruction. A prime example: the central pharmacy of Gaza before the war was left without many essential medicines and hospitals for several months, no longer do work in elections (planned), due to lack of resources, first of all electricity. Now with the war, the situation is paradoxically improved due to humanitarian aid have returned medicines and basic necessities.

This afternoon I toured the north of Gaza, passing through the area hardest hit by aviation and the Israeli navy. The attacks against Israel in fact, as a matter region, leaving as here, without the local population had responsibility. The situation is devastating homes and roads, but especially striking to see the agricultural land plowed by the passage of tanks. They also bombed a sports center, all schools and the only amusement park in Gaza: the Ferris wheel was destroyed (even before it was a pittance compared to the London Eye) is an emblematic image of the myopia that afflicts all wars, but perhaps this a bit 'more than the others.

On February 5, if you understand everything that is happening in the last hours is part of political games to put pressure on Hamas diplomatically and close the game, or if, as many are asking in Israel, militarily end once and for all what is left in half.

We are quite optimistic, but in the meantime, when in doubt, we put our flag on the roof of the hospital, office and apartment, to enlighten them day and night, because you never know. With this, the muezzin 4:30 apart, peaceful sleep.

Monday, February 2, 2009

What Do The Gel Bracklets Mean?

Milk and Gati: two stories of law

new look at the blog . I just want to give a refresher. Outside
gray skies and rain. Inside peaceful environment, salt lamp lit on the table in the background and the psychedelic new album from Julie's Haircut (short review on Rockol).
A good atmosphere to write, among other things I (re) started writing with pen and paper. In the morning, for me and not read what I write: a flow of thoughts.

So here we can discuss various things. One could speak of "Milk ," the Gus Van Sant starring Sean Penn a wonderful (Oscar). It tells the true story of Harvey Milk, a promoter of civil rights for homosexuals and gay first to hold public office in the U.S.. A good film, two hours flying, struck by the story and history (in the sense of historical period, and the fascinating live seventies). I appreciated the clarity and accuracy with which it is drawn Milk, a portrait that emerges from the different sides of the character: fragile one hand, strong hand, especially a person who understands that things need to change the overall power. A good film, I said, even though I thought excites me the most, maybe because I went to the cinema too full of expectations. In any case, I recommend watching at all. Because if there is one thing that is useful to remember is the way we were, how we came to civil rights that we are today (in general, not just for gays), as the danger of going back is always around the corner and there are still many things to do. "We must give hope to people." True, but now also serve as the facts.

In this regard I would like to talk for a moment Obama, the new president of the United States. It 's strange, or perhaps not, but this time the light comes from America. A positive light, it seems. And 'soon to tell but early signs seem to speak for themselves: it changes course.
next closure of Guantanamo. No more torture by the U.S. Army. Massive investment on renewable energy and new anti-pollution laws very severe. Dialogue with the Arab and Muslim world.
Well I think that in less than a month's work, these signals are enormous. I hope that everything goes well and that Barack will work without heavy braking due to the lobby.

I would say a few words for a person who is gone from Saturday. Remember the challenge to Sgarbi in a Sicilian town about two months ago? A boy cries former minister and current mayor of Salemi (Tp) his convictions for fraud against the state for defamation against the anti-mafia prosecutor Gian Carlo Caselli and shouting "Long live the anti-mafia pool! Viva Caselli." A young man who rebels against the crap that surrounds it, the same characters that have always been there, full of power, even convicted criminals for serious crimes. Joseph Gati is fed up, like Sicily and is tired, he wants to law and justice. On his website a few days later he writes: "He approached a man in civilian clothes, who claims to belong to the police and tries to search me because he wants the camera (which took away my friend). I say it can not do it and He threatens me and makes me a hand on him. After I get caught and taken to a secluded room, where the police take me documents and phone. I ask to see a lawyer (there was one room that he wanted to defend myself) to know my rights, but I say no. I identify and frisk me. Then I told him to call my friends, to hand over the camera, but I refuse. Here comes again the alleged member of the police and says quietly that he will tell me that he was assaulted and threatened by me. Do not make me talk, I can not defend. After over an hour and a half I took my leave with this sentence: You have to understand that you put against Sgarbi, who was honorable and minister. "
Joseph died Saturday while working, he had gone to get milk from a shepherd and is died electrocuted as he opened the valve of the coolant tank of milk. And 'dead inside a tavern with wood, dirty. accident, tragic and shameful death on the job or as the "suicide" of Peppino Impastato, or the anarchist Pinelli who throws from the windows of police headquarters in Milan? In 2009 and we would be right to believe that it was just a serious accident at work, what still absurd and unjustifiable. I do not know it's hard not to have suspects in today. Well anyway I want to say thanks to Joseph Gati, for his courage, his will to fight, because if we all had more strength to cry out things might change.


Song of the day: "Sima Edy - Dub Colossus . A project born from the meeting in Ethiopia between English Nick Page (Transglobal Underground) with local musicians. A short article for more information in my Rockol Selected. Meanwhile ascoltatevi something fresh fresh debut album "In A Town Called Addis". Dub, reggae, jazz, electronic ...

Sunday, February 1, 2009

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Sunday

1. Italy.

The news of the Italian newspapers are always depressing. I especially dislike the propaganda of the establishment industricale-Masonic-radical-chic Milan, who wants to believe that Juve has lost twice in a row in the league. Even at home 2-3 against Cagliari ... The truth, no one ever tells you is that we are firmly at the top and Inter limps to follow us ...

2. Hospital.

Here everything flows pretty well. Now the hospital is tested and working well and tomorrow we will start to open a clinic dedicated to the surgical consultation, which many expect to expand the number of times daily that until now has been about 4-5 per day. In coming weeks we will begin a plastic surgeon and skin grafts and revisions particular aesthetic wound to the face: we have already seen several cases of burns to the face that are devastating to hesitate in scars. Meanwhile, we continue the review of wound infection and post amputation stumps.

3. War.

The military-political situation sees a cease-fire holding, although some continue to be fired rockets from Gaza into Israel. The Israeli government for its part has announced a new operation will be called "Picking the red rose." The idea is to hit those alleged to be a dangerous one, as it did in the past, with an airstrike aimed at the individual, rather than a geographical area. That is, instead of pull down a few buildings blow themselves up just a couple of machines. Last week with this trick were wounded eight children going to school. Meanwhile, a English court would defer to trial for war crimes the perpetrators of the murder Israelis targeted Salah Shehadeh, one of the founders of the radical Palestinian Hamas, assassinated in 2002: the boys of the IDF, along with the target, killing 14 people innocent. Segnalo the Declaration of Tony Blair, Head of Delegation of the quartet for the path of peace, who wants Hamas to the negotiating table with Al Fatah, in adopting the strategy used 10 years ago in Ireland, provided of course that renounces violence. Hamas already know that Tony Blair is deficient and does not understand anything. The same Hamas has also made clear that here there was no settling of accounts after the war: they are only 21 dead and 115 wounded.

4. Diversions.

If I remember correctly was "Airplane! The world." Passengers on an airplane during a flight attended the screening of a film about a series of air disasters. Here, to distract us, we have seen "Paradise Now": s tory of the last 48 hours of the Palestinian suicide bomber and his friend Khaled Said, in their "holy mission" against Israel. A movie that makes you think. Bello.

5. Ban on reporting.

As someone has already done through Facebook and email, I adhere to this campaign, of which I am attaching the link:

http://www.divietodisegnalazione.medicisenzafrontiere.it

6. For Rugo.

I see myself at the airport in Tel Aviv during the inspection of luggage, when I was in the backpack to the flag of Hamas mo 'souvenir ...

Friday, January 30, 2009

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Friday

Today Friday, then party. And instead we ordered the shawarma pizza to be in Gaza City not bad! The hospital is closed to observe the rest day of local staff. It 's the first day since I left that I have nothing to do, but we can not leave the house. I secretly took a ride around the block, but there are too many people with the flags of Hamas, to rush to the nth event of fanatics. It's sunny, but chilly ago. It would be ideal to sleep in the afternoon in front of the TV watching a Grand Prix F1. Instead I looked at the pictures of the wounded of war taken by a team of surgeons Egyptians arrived here in the days of the bombing. I've seen all the worst imaginable.

Yesterday I moved house. The group expatriates was becoming a bit 'too large and so we rented a new apartment close to the offices and the hospital. Apart from that I now have a bed and not sleep on the floor, the big news is that I can go on foot (only during the day, that is) the 300 meters that separate me from the hospital and offices, while up to now I was only allowed to cross the street to cross it to get to the hospital and go home.

Meanwhile, I just read that the Israeli Prime Minister Ehud Olmert has provided a full judicial protection at home and abroad to the soldiers who participated in the recent offensive in the Gaza Strip. This is in response UN Secretary General Ban Ki-moon, who had asked to punish those responsible for the bombing of the UN buildings. And those who have nothing to do but were not in the UN building? Well ...

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Wednesday, January 28, 2009

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the face of Italian newspapers and television stations, today we have been interviewed and accepted by CNN and Al Arabiya. And tomorrow I go to visit the BBC. After last week my interview was broadcast on French TV.

include a camera and the other while the work is gearing. 3 patients on the first day, tomorrow already 8. The surgical team is close knit under the decisive leadership of the Chinese instruments and the Swedish nurse who are entering new nurses every day in the Palestinian group. They're coming, other expatriates who come to strengthen activities that my NGO is carrying out for years here in Gaza as part of physiotherapy, with a clinic in the city and one in the south of the Strip, and mental health, with a service run by two psychologists and a psychiatrist. You can rest assured, someone is taking care of me.

On the political front continues some 'confusion. Today the Palestinians have claimed that the action (it says here that it is the responsibility of Hamas, but the Israelis say that since the Hamas government in Gaza is still their fault) they fired on two Palestinians jeep that control the borders of the Gaza Strip, killing one Sgt. The Israeli response was immediate with two raids Airlines that have killed a farmer and an alleged Hamas member who was shot while on the road bike. Yesterday was a rocket launched from Gaza into Israel, but was unable to climb over the border and has fallen on Palestinian land. We say that the offensive capability of the Palestinians in the Gaza Strip seems fortunately quite low. Fortunately for them especially because the Israeli response would be much less craft.

In any case, the Israelis have closed all the transits, and last night they ribombardato the border with Egypt to destroy a bit 'of the famous tunnels.

the positive side Meanwhile the streets appeared that pupils and students are disappearing and the heaps of rubble and garbage. To see her now seems a different city than in Gaza 10 days ago. The traffic is becoming a city worthy of its small and reminiscent 'of Cairo. And in the meantime I found the right contacts who should be able to get hold of a bottle of good stuff hidden.

Thursday, January 15, 2009

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Hymn for a boy of twenty-seven years ...

There are new goals to achieve. Are much clearer than before and this means a lot.
I need to be with me, do things with me and for me, sometimes you think a lot of things you would like to do and ended up thinking that you have no time, it's too late.
Well, the news is not true. The other news is that it is not easy to start, but do not want any more excuses to have fun on and I will. End of the world, but I will.



Musically speaking it is a period rather stingy with great concerts, but I must say that I had the wonderful satisfaction of two small sets of two local citizens who are frequently used: Arteinte and Chocolate Factory. Ampe From Saturday, 10 came from the Fraulein Rottenmeier Valcamonica, giving us a very interesting concert. Their sound reminds a bit 'Afterhours, though, for obvious reasons of space, the set was performed unplugged. Introspective lyrics, but without taking itself too seriously, a good relationship with the public and sounds of indie and new wave. Really good children!
The next day, however, the Factory managed by Pivone, he performed Vittorio Tregambe , multi-instrumentalist sailed. Vittorio has between 40 and 50 years, a life full of many experiences behind, old friend gussaghese. His set is based on improvisation and ethnic and sampled instruments, from guitar to percussion, through flutes of different species and especially the Indian sitar. Atmospheres world, subtle and dreamy, that accompanied the most excellent red wine.

Upcoming concerts in view: Beatrice Antolini at Brescia Lio Bar tomorrow night, an interesting songwriter experimental Gutter Twins (that is, two legends like Mark Lanegan and Greg Dulli, formerly with grungettoni Afghan Whigs and Screaming Trees) at Salumeria della Musica in Milan on Jan. 26, a set of underwear with two incredible voices rock. And then on February 6 Marta Sui Tubi For Sale at Piacenza, since no one (without mentioning names of places) managed to do ahead, for now, the Martha in Brescia for this new tour. And last February 20 at the Casino Royale More Milk and Alioscia members, mindful of the splendid concert at the Buddha's two years ago.
Who do you want to join a whistle ...

Song of the day: "Anthems for a Seventeen Years-old girl" - Broken Social Scene .
I have a lot of things to say to me seventeen, I suggested a lot of tips on girls, I would listen to a lot of good music, I would perhaps give an alarm, but also embraced him and I would say that I believe in him ...
Broken Social Scene are a Canadian band, a group with musicians leaving and entering, among which Brendan Canning, Kevin Drew and Feist. These "songs for a girl of seventeen years" come from the album "You forgot it in the people" of 2002, a masterpiece of the index-rock, psychedelic folk-blurred. The passage in question is simply delicate and touching ...
"Park That Car, Drop That phone, sleep on the floor, dream about me."