Zagrelbesky Gustavo, one of the most important jurists of the twentieth century, former president of the Constitutional Court, was greeted by applause worthy of a rock star. A bald man, dall'andatura measured, dressed like that. You took the stage and sat between the prosecutor and Ingroia Marco Travaglio. Three Italians to be proud of, together on stage at the Teatro Nuovo, and I thought, then they are true, there is fantastic.
The best people, because those I consider the above, you amaze always to the ease with which they wear themselves. There is a note out of place, but even sudden you hear ringing. Zagrelbesky, I thought it was just a name you can say to praise or correct a 30 and make a great impression among the highbrow. Instead it is a man of wisdom and a rare wisdom, and from that stage has launched an invitation to the Resistance.
"Resistance", he used this word. Why was not concerned about the health of democracy in our country, no. Zagrelbesky was distressed. Heck, I already had my. Now that a luminary anzianotto looked at me with all that apprehension, anxiety has skyrocketed. It was not an impression, we Fascism at risk.
tonight And I do like to go to alcohol to make me an Aperol Spritz between ggiovani and then by Giancarlo doing a dance between superggiovani and then how do I feel like a lover when I return home at five o'clock in the morning surrounded by superggggggiovanissimi (more hours shrink, more rejuvenate, you know)?
How can I not cry Wake up, Pirlo! They are stealing THE FUTURE! HERE IS THE STORY AND WE LIVE TO THE FULLEST SPRITZ A LIFE!
This would be very presumptuous on my part. Though. But I wonder.
If one day I will have grandchildren (beautiful, blonde and starved to death) and they ask me: "Grandpa, but Where were you when Italy sank in the Berlusconi regime, the crumbling public education, the principle of equality crack, corruption reached its peak, the workers were on the roofs, the students on the street, or he caved in the school Head, migrants were dismissed to die in Libya and all these atrocities that we read in a book Never use that gave us that our friend who was arrested and never seen again ... Well, Grandpa, where were you, you did ?
And I say, "From Giancarlo, with Gustavo Zagrelbesky. That evening he was greeted like a rock star. Put out the music to listen to his words and all remained silent. What atmosphere! The more words from the wise becomes ours, come back in control of ourselves. No more cheating, no more ignorance accomplice. We looked with new courage. The interval was over. We were no longer children. Resistance. "
grandchildren grandparents tell stories, you know.
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