Romagna with fury Well, here I am. A mother who decided to change things in his own way.
To be honest, I should say a mother and a father, but let PapAngelo speaks for itself and I just speak my mind.
This country disgusts me. Me literally sick. I feel sick when I think not so much the big B, as to whether that goes round and round, eventually all leave him quiet there. In fact, encourage it, the beef, which in the end he is all right. I speak not only of those who vote, the army of drugged (and rimbecilliti) by years of advertising tits & ass on TV (you can say tits & ass? Yes, I am past the 22). I also speak of those who, in theory, should oppose, and would not oppose. I speak of those who let himself be outdone by the indifference and phrases and then not lift a finger. I speak of those who have ideas and do not share it, not defend them, if he keeps in a drawer to show her relatives to the feast days.
Provocation indifferent: It's easy to speak, you should change everything, turn the society.
course, agree more. But to change everything, you always start with something. And the company, guess what '? It 's done by individuals. It 'made by me, you, him, her, and also those over there.
Well, I love the country, and as now as it disgusts me, I begin to change things. My way. In my own way: to be, to think and act. And yes, even to have.
cryptic? Talkative? Of course, you thought of mica could get by with a power point slide?!?
In my opinion, there are two radical ways to change things really: one is the napalm, but I'm not angry enough to sponsor. Not yet, anyway.
The other is the example of the alternative can be a living example, demonstrate that a different ethics, different lifestyle, a set of values \u200b\u200bmay exist.
Prove to whom? To all, my family, my son, friends, colleagues, who is beside me, who knows me and who does not know me. And if they do not understand patience, I my part I did, I do it every day when I buy a product because I need and not because it's status, when I eat following flavors and packaging, when choosing books and DVDs, or even worse, reality shows. What's real in a reality show? Nothing, nothing, zero. The reality is one of sunrises and sunsets, work, dignity, social integration, solidarity, fights sometimes, but also emotions, family, love.
Behold, this drove my choice, these are the reasons that made me choose to live by the sea, in a Renaissance town that is good for the eyes and heart, to move into a smaller house, less likely to gain by continuing to do a job that I like to spend more quality time with my family. Why do we understand: ok that time with the family should be guided primarily by quality and not quantity, but less than 4 hours per day is not quality, is constipation!
Oh, by the way: I found a home. It 's a parallel port channel. Less than 700 meters from the sea. 8 minutes walk away. Less than 800 meters from the station. 9 minutes walk. At 200 meters from Portolotto. And 'perfect.