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If anyone believes that Berlusconi could be defeated with a final judicial action, then we are really fresh.
If anyone still believes that the action of the judiciary can make up for the laziness and inaction of the policy, then we are really in bad shape. While
Mediterranean is changing the face of Africa through the power of social networking sites like Facebook and Twitter, here in Italy we are still debating on Santoro and Ruby.
We believe we are still the center of the world, we are still convinced that they live in the empire Roman, but, unfortunately, we are only at the periphery.
We believe we can fly high while we're screwing in a downward spiral.
We believe we can take off again, while we feed the flame that is the same that is burning. How
Gaber said, in a memorable song about being a communist, revolution will come tomorrow.
Yet we have already tried 20 years ago with Tangentopoli, thanks to the same prosecutor in Milan. And that Paul Brosio
that, regardless of the weather, was the record of judicial decisions was, perhaps, more of a special visa transfers.
And today we try again, again thanks to Public Prosecutor of Milan, with the feasts of Berlusconi.
Today, still, it is believed that the fall of Berlusconi is the food for the journey that we must pay to enter modernity and a new golden age.
Today we seek to give to drink it is necessary to eradicate Berlusconi and Berlusconi, believing that this task falls to the judiciary and politics and cultural elite.
And so, as the women who made the sock during the executions of the French Revolution. Also we are looking stunned and dazed dall'onanismo the guillotine.
Today it is believed that the criminal code to replace a political program and that the insult can be a substitute for reasoning.
Today believes that a sentence has the story.
Today it is believed that the shortest path to power is a notice of guarantee and the easy way to be successful is to enjoy.
We delegated the belly, if not the testicles or uterus, to direct our lives.
Around us the same reality and the same face of the planet changes, but we remain here at the foot of ghiogliottina waiting to reach an orgasm lonely and empty the head of yet another tumble.