Sunday, August 29, 2010

...bruising For No Reason

Meeting / 365 days a year

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 (editors of The Subsidiary shall grant a cigar) The people of the Meeting Volunteers collapsing Flannery In the house mirrors with a Flannery O'Connor The Angel of editing, Cami

Friday, August 27, 2010

Chomikuj.pl Trooptool

Meeting / Day. what?!

I sleep. E 'last Saturday I sleep four or five hours a night . My hotel room seems to be that of Hunter S. Thompson played by Johnny Depp in the film Fear and loathing in Las Vegas. What Hunter S. Thompson was the king of gonzo writers, so one of my heroes. But really, it's not that I left the meeting, is that I can no longer keep up. I heard the words of the widow Coletta and for the first time in my life I felt proud to be an Italian, and I would get a penny of the faith that she has. I met a lot of nice people, revised friends, made late night after dinner - sumptuous - Subsidiarity Foundation with a lot of friends ... The meeting is too large, you exceeds all sides, and I need to sleep. In short, the Meeting also arrived Alessandro Tanturli that he will talk about the last days. Fair enough. Meanwhile, leave space friend Germano, who has a lot of things of my most beautiful and intelligent, to say ... I go to sleep on the steps of writing ... "Reading these lines on the show of Solidarity , I was reminded that those were precisely the years in high school I came from the parish with the recommendation to pay attention to those of CL, "bad people". And instead I just met Andraghetti, Bottai, the Flame, Battifora, Bottino… E il tramite furono proprio quelle spilline e le cartoline di Solidarnosc. Di acqua sotto i ponti ne è passata una cifra, il rischio è la nostalgia da vecchietto, , ma alla fine in una spirale di incontri vengo rilanciato dal Cardinale Simonis. “La speranza per il continente siete voi” mi dice in auto mentre lo accompagno al Meeting, lui che da vent’anni ci viene sempre. Quella speranza che aspetta al Portico di Compostela, a braccia aperte anche un coglione come me tanti anni dopo quella prima volta nonostante i miei tradimenti: avevano ragione, “brutta gente” quelli di CL. Ti aspettano anche una riga di anni, sono sempre lì, solo un po’ più vecchi e con un po’ di pancia in più” (Germano)

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

President Lincoln Zdjęcia

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, http://www.ilsussidiario.net/articolo.aspx?articolo=108305

Tuesday, August 24, 2010

President Lincoln Zdjęcia Srodek

Four Day / Three Day Meeting


Sera tarda, ultima riunione di redazione, occhi che si chiuderebbero volentieri . Il Meeting quasi deserto, il momento migliore per visitarsi un paio di mostre. Cerco quella su Flannery O’Connor, mi imbatto in quella su Solidarnosc . E già, dico mentre entro, questo mese di agosto 2010 sono trent’anni da quei giorni fantastici. Straordinari quei giorni, quegli anni, quelli di Lech Walesa e del più libero sindacato della storia dele lotte operaie. Allora, quell’agosto del 1980, avevo 18 anni. Mentre comincio a guardare le foto di questa mostra, la commozione sbotta fuori prepotente. Le ricordo tutte, quelle foto, sembra ieri. Quei volti, belli, fieri, liberi. Lech Walesa e i suoi mustache, other than those of Stalin, and a pin with the Black Madonna. I remember how shocked we were discussing the images that came from Danzig, those days of 1980. What's going on here? Workers in the knee that are crossed during the strike instead of boring waving red flags and raising his fist? Times are changing, some would say. Reading the statement of requirements in 21 points of the Solidarity workers, it is evident the originality and greatness of this union. The first request for wage increase comes into the tenth point . Before requests only freedom of speech, of religion, of expression. And to think that these people, these Polish workers, were people who literally starved in the glorious failure of socialist Poland, but also an ideological statement. Other than the bourgeois revolution of children bored and spoiled children of our 68 : the Polish Solidarity movement was along with that of Budapest to Prague by 56 and 68 of the only true revolution of the twentieth century. It looks a bit ', not against the bosses, but against the Communists. All three. I look at those photos, Piazza del Duomo in Milan with the huge cross of candles and thousands of people with Polish flags in those days in December 1981 when they did, the Communist coup. Chiavari went by train to participate in those moments, we also participate in the great struggle for freedom. As my professor, PCI honest man, told me that in school did not have to do politics, because I walked into class with the t-shirt with the word Solidarity. Would be laughable if it were not crying for hypocrisy. At the end of the show are the staples of Sind: other emotion. I'm in a glass case, as relics. I had a dozen, then. I wish I had kept. What memories. Formidable these days, those formidable years.