Here in the bunker today, first real day of Meeting, but the second day for this writer, the heat is obscene. The boss of the Foundation sfotte when we pass by here called "Albanian": "How to Tirana? ". Every now and then is some of the expert meeting to try to run air conditioners but to no avail. Only about nine o'clock in the evening we take a giant penguin. Tomorrow will be better - now for those who write or read. Memorable day, however, to present at the Meeting. Not every day you see a group of Ugandan children more blacks to make a black choir singing mountain. For once, instead of importing Western fashions third world that we know will only make ridiculous or ideological, of the Africans imported a beautiful thing (our) at home. And the result is moving. How were moving their testimony in the meeting that preceded the song Afro-alpine. Okello, for example, tells the story of when he refused the offer of a major company that brought Islamic to go to work in Dubai: a lot of money in salary and up to seven virgins on offer. I do not know how many Westerners would refuse an offer like this. "You do not have a man how can you give a damn for seven virgins," they tell their friends. He does not care, he has come across something better, he met Father Giussani's words through his new friends. In the afternoon another meeting memorable one with the president of Ireland, beautiful and nice, led by my friend John Waters.
That her hair is getting longer, John, those that remain, however, has more than me. In a suit and tie makes a nice look great and that hair is so long it seems to me not as an affectation but almost external to remember the past from which John comes, what a brilliant journalist finished fortified rock (rock journalist, alcoholism. ... Mmmm words to me sound familiar ...) that scored poorly and then led him here. At the Meeting, where he has "met" Don Giussani . It 's amazing that you meet Gius is doing since he died. John's hair as evidence, memento, souvenir, because what we were always remains with us, for better or for worse, but above all for good now. I follow the meetings from the video of my computer here in the bunker Albanians and smile. I smile when a sentence is quoted the Irish poet Cavenagh, "too big to be a crack there is not any wonder" , that I've done my motto the words of another poet, Leonard Cohen, who says, "there is a crack in everything, and that's where the light passes. " But it is true, the crack should not be too large, otherwise there is a crack, but an upheaval, devastation. Let us allow the light to pass through small wounds, but let's keep these open wounds. Tomorrow maybe go to lunch with John and ask him if I wrote the introduction for my new book. Journalists rock on the other hand must help each other, to these times of great rock music there is less and less. No? S tay tuned for more adventures Meeting Meeting ... And watch the news tonight at 19:30, live . 
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