Look man alongside. Look good. Will not tell you much, is not a known face. But fissatevelo that into your head, because it is the symbol of something that is moving sottocutaneamente in Italy, gets stronger every day. It 's a disturbing hint of racism, disguised as a sort of rehabilitation and cleaning of the area. But instead of dealing with criminal, child prostitution, cocaine and corruption in schools, the new bureaucrat is a supporter of campaigns. Campaign against the Roma, the campaign against non-exploited and underpaid campaign against homosexuality. Carry some "genius" of the sentence mayor Spresiano, Richard Missiano , who presented his "Safe Summer": " Gays are sick and deviant, they need psychological help (...) " and then " (...) we must find out where they are and identify " finally it clarifies the essential moral difference " This is not the prostitution of women, this is masculine and can not go unnoticed .
I stop because the disgust requires a 'self-censorship.
In just three sentences we can summarize the following focal points: cleansing sex, gays are sick and should be locked up for treatment in case of failures, eliminated, flush them out will be crucial, it remains to understand how to attract a gay man trapped, but also how to create a vaccine for those who will be affected, and the prostitution of women, often minors, it is obviously permitted, we do not want to harm abitudinali pleasures of our community for good and those of the junta.
Now, if you talk like that proliferate from the drunken group of young skinheads in a bar in town, do not say they would accept them, but the mother of the ignorant is always pregnant and comforts me knowing that in the same country there are people capable of grasping the real diversity of people and not those induced by years of racism inoculated. But if a politician, a mayor, you can be so explicit, if not bordering on the complaint on charges of incitement to violence (homophobic) and its voters are not involved before the courts to do it, well we have to seriously worry about. The scent becomes a certainty, the idea that a crusade like this could even be offered outside the College of Aldermen, proving that its majority approves it, it's just crazy. I thought I could get used to "shoot" of the genre, but there is no end to the worst. We continued to dig in after hitting the bottom.
I just hope that some remnant of justice to intervene, at least to force the element in question to withdraw and turn off the minds that, surely, will now be hot.
"Joshua: Why do dogs and Jews can not get Dad?
Guido: Well, the Jews and their dogs do not want them. Well, everyone does what they like Joshua, eh. There is a shop there, there is no hardware store, for example, they do not enter the English and the horses, eh, eh ... thing and there is not a pharmacist: yesterday I was with a friend, a Chinese who gets a kangaroo, I say "You can come in?" he says, "No, here the Chinese and kangaroos do not want them." Oh, oh dislike him, you have to say oh?!
Joshua: But we do get everyone in the library.
Guido: No, tomorrow we write it ourselves, look! Who is disagreeable to you?
Joshua Spiders. And you?
Guido: I ... Visigoths! And tomorrow we write it: "No Admittance to spiders and Visigoths. Oh! And I have broken boxes' sti Visigoths, just eh! "
Guido: Well, the Jews and their dogs do not want them. Well, everyone does what they like Joshua, eh. There is a shop there, there is no hardware store, for example, they do not enter the English and the horses, eh, eh ... thing and there is not a pharmacist: yesterday I was with a friend, a Chinese who gets a kangaroo, I say "You can come in?" he says, "No, here the Chinese and kangaroos do not want them." Oh, oh dislike him, you have to say oh?!
Joshua: But we do get everyone in the library.
Guido: No, tomorrow we write it ourselves, look! Who is disagreeable to you?
Joshua Spiders. And you?
Guido: I ... Visigoths! And tomorrow we write it: "No Admittance to spiders and Visigoths. Oh! And I have broken boxes' sti Visigoths, just eh! "
(from Life is Beautiful, Roberto Benigni, 1997)
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