Long live Italy, eh?
What then, if you think about it, Italy does not exist. Some Italian, that, yes, but still are too few to form a people. Because the strain is not uniform, because the Italians are true in France or America and have become strangers.
The Italians speak a thousand languages, the Italians do not understand. And those who understand they do not act with unity of purpose.
What unit for you? Having an official language, a common religion, a defined area to call home and be willing to die for it, but I'd rather you were all deserters who are defended by the usurpers of citizenship they call Italian.
Resistance already. Resistance of the manifestations of rampant gooders March 17, Resistance seen as the hypocrisy of defending people who sing the anthem and vote for the Northern League.
Basically, Padania does not exist. On 17 March, no, no. Why all eyes are focused elsewhere and it is real only what is objectively visible, tangible space.
not celebrate Trieste, Bolzano did not celebrate, do not celebrate the precarious, not celebrating the unemployed. Do not celebrate those whose future neighbor is obviously gone to fuck off.
It celebrates the birthday of the people, not land and buildings. And 'the clarity of all to have been lost on the road.
Today I waste. And since I'm not going to take up his nose while the others will celebrate more fun. St. Patrick for example, or Baudelaire, or this relative truth, which I will not attempt to impose or to make an absolute.
But I'm sorry, the words of love, than no, I can just tell you.
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