Meeting / Meeting Giornata degli incontri . Oddio, al Meeting è praticamente impossibile non incontrarsi, ma la cosa bizzarra è che su una media giornaliera di 200mila visitatori, ci sono sempre quei due o tre che li incontri sempre. Deve esserci una legge della fisica applicata alla casualità del fato. Comunque giornata tranquilla ieri, giorno del Meeting terzo. Abbiamo preso un bel ritmo qua nel bunker. Io ho anche fatto un paio di interviste. C’è in giro Letizia Moratti con il suo amico Red Ronnie. Mentre i nostri politici di redazione intercettavano il sindaco, io dovevo intercettare Red. Ovviamente mi ero dimenticato, ma soprattutto I had not seen that was already out the door of the drawing. So when a friend sees me go over the railing that leads to the office, calling me, "come and have a beer."
At the Meeting, you know, given the mess of people, you have to yell to communicate . So they scream, "I can not interview Red Ronnie." The scream twice. I turn and I see the director who introduced me to Ronnie. Zzzo think, thank goodness I did not scream "I have to interview that c.. Red Ronnie. " That is a very nice type, and then nobody in Italy has interviewed all but just before, as they say, I came across the head and neck suddenly. I was in the bathroom, one of the few times that I had found Time to go, and I will ring the phone. Zzzo. He was my colleague, "come to the office we do that thing that you know." I, as you know, I know nothing or almost. I had forgotten that fact, passed today by meeting with his friend Red Ronnie Letizia everyone from George Harrison, Paul McCartney and so on. And his TV show was the only real TV show to listen to live music, such as Ben Harper Ben Harper before it became fashionable. O Ani Di Franco, or even my friend Elliott Murphy. Make one mistake, good Red: reporter does not know who is speaking. In fact at one point says that Jimi Hendrix wrote true poetry, not Bob Dylan. Sorry Red?
I'm going to smoke a cigarette, and I met the sixteen year old son a couple of friends . He's waiting to go to a meeting, is there alone. He is in a wheelchair since he was born, and many other problems. Yet I have never seen a guy more happy to be alive. I want to hug and greet him, and not the thoughts that are often far from it. How would Don Pino said the meeting this afternoon, "the heart is infallible." Yeah. A few hours later, another cigarette, long one of the pools. There he was, in short trousers and sandals, cigarette, too.
Don Eugenio, "Genius" as we call it sometimes . A hug, this time, and immediately informed of my stuff, unemployment, work, and so on. I tell him that I was hired, "you saw," he laughs. Yeah, he always told me to make novenas when I was unemployed. Let me also now that I've found a job. The heart is infallible. The last meeting was for work, that mine is a dirty job but someone's gotta do it. I go to the soundcheck
Terra Naomi, the good, and beautiful, American singer who performs tonight at the Meeting.
I had interviewed via e-mail last year, meet in person, even to meet, however, is another matter entirely. The cool thing is that his first tour in Italy had organized him a priest, I meet him too. "When she arrived in Italy and saw that I was a priest, has been a bit '..." laughs big. Forte, this priest, "Now I want to bring in Italy The Tallest Man on Earth." 'Cidenti, I say, maybe. "Ah, music ...." I am. "Do you think that I realized I had a vocation listening to rock music." And some say that rock is the devil's music ... As Lou Reed said, we all have a rock'n'roll heart. And the heart is infallible. The interview is here on Earth instead,
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Tomorrow, Saturday, the meeting ends. And 'Saturday in reality because they are already two in the morning. This time it's happened, we pulled late in the bunker, including the Inter game, dinner was completed, a few articles to upload to the site, even some discussion. It 'was hard, but we did it. Tomorrow we return home. Crossing the desert living at this hour of the night. It is impressive to walk two hours where before there were thousands of people hot and crowded, the desert is now complete. eerie silence in the immense exhibition. Every so often passes some volunteers on the night shift on a bicycle. Who knows where it is going. It just feels a powerful, smooth voice echoing throughout the fair. E'quella of Giussani. E 'the recorded message heard during a visit to her, beautiful show. Let him go to repeat all night. 
It 's a warm voice, says that what really matters: "I do not live in vain. It' s my obsession." Makes me a little 'the chills this item that follows you as you try to gain the release of the fair. E 'Fate knocking at the door. Outside, the moon is full. The towers stand out against the light blue sky. 
It is a great night. It 's a night total. Everything is as it should be everything in the right direction by fate. The Meeting is about to end, but it is not true. The Meeting continues 365 days a year. Just make memories and keep coming back to basics. And do not live in vain, as they would like us to do. 
He returned to Milan. We have a new friend, Tommy 
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The people of the Meeting 
Volunteers collapsing 
Flannery 
In the house mirrors with a Flannery O'Connor 
The Angel of editing, Cami 
