Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Best Skates To Prevent Lace Bite

53. VIVA ITALY

N or Italians have the luck to be born in one of the most beautiful countries in the world. From north to south, the scenery is breathtaking. Our ancestors have left us an outstanding urban heritage. We are a land of great geniuses who have enriched the world with their ideas, scientists, poets, writers, filmmakers, saints, sailors, musicians, tenors, painters, architects. The Biographical Dictionary of Italian , which collects all the biographies of the greatest and most famous, came to the 70th book and are provided for 110!


can not be that you throw overboard all for mere economic interest. We must remember that the wheel turns and is not said, that 20, 30 or 40 years is the South to be richer.
gather "a cohort," and we are proud of this country!
thank the founding fathers who were able to realize their dream to unify Italy - even in the minds of other people - that was already well before 1861.
Greetings to all Italians.

VIVA L 'ITALY ! UNIT AND INDIVISIBLE .

Sunday, March 13, 2011

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52. The memory of a partisan to celebrate the unification of Italy

Even this blog wants to join in the celebrations for the unification of Italy. The occasion gives me the Nicoletta Barbarito, now you know why his pen out large pieces of "reporter" ...
She writes:


Below And my little contribution to the commemoration of the anniversary of the unification of Italy:
the photo of my great-grandfather, Emilio de Lama, of Parma, in 1866, aged 16, ran away from home to join the troops of Garibaldi. A little bravado appreciated by the family that still would not give him permission to leave.
The photo was taken in Brescia, point of collection of young Garibaldi. The red shirt and red cap were later donated by his daughter, Albertina, my maternal grandmother, the Garibaldi Museum which is located adjacent to Rome next to the Basilica of St. Maria degli Angeli in Rome.

All I know about him comes only from the memories of my grandmother (who physically resembled him very much).
was handsome, funny (even when young great joker, misbehaving), with blue eyes and a beautiful tenor voice. He sang with the windows open and the neighbors applauded him spellbound. He dreamed of treading the boards of the Teatro Regio di Parma, then as now famous temple of opera. Again, however, the family de Lama - small provincial nobility and traditional - proved otherwise.

Emilio had a child by his young wife Marianna, a modest family, who died in childbirth. Subsequently remarried Laudomia Toscani, a talented girl who was a dressmaker in Parma. The parents, irritated by this new header, forcing Emilio to leave Parma. family of Parma my grandmother Albertina retained until his death a great nostalgia, recalling the large house, imposing the grandparents (which she, "the bimbina, called the Great Father and Great Mother) to be expressed in dialect or Parmesan in French, the country house, numerous uncles and aunts, cousins \u200b\u200bby the names he loved to repeat impossible laughing Azelio , Burchard, Cadmus, Driope , Elle , Phyllis , Glauco , Learco , Romano (at least if the latter had managed to communicate!). On those older relatives and told amusing anecdotes, who evidently knew his father. If Emily had not been a young man so "uncomfortable", Albertina was unlikely to have a more peaceful and prosperous life.

Putting aside all artistic ambition and having no special qualifications, Emilio began a modest career in the service of the State. He worked for several years in Perugia, where my grandmother attended the elementary school. Then the little family moved to Rome, staying close to Porta Pia, Via Giacomo Pagliari, in one of the buildings constructed between 1880 and 1890 to house officials and state employees from many parts of Italy.

Albertina remained in prolonged contact with some cousins \u200b\u200band children of cousins, but he returned to Parma, who once, at the age of 65 years, with me. I knew, at that time, his cousin Learco, plus another cousin, also named Albertina, and visited the country house, now owned by the descendants of another cousin. In the villa on the road from Parma to Traversetolo was intercepted after Marie Louise, Duchess of Parma leaving a handkerchief embroidered with crown and initials (heirloom still on display in a glass case, my grandmother remembered seeing him as a child).

Emilio de Lama died of a heart attack in Via Nazionale in front of the church of S. Vitale (ie next to the Palazzo delle Esposizioni) as he was returning home from the office in 1904. Albertina was 18, had just graduated from teacher to teach immediately had to get to contribute to the family.
E 'buried in the Verano cemetery, the so-called "old department." He was a father and a loving husband and jovial. The old photo on the plaque shows a high forehead, Good, white hair and mustache.
Nicoletta Barbarito

Tuesday, March 8, 2011

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51. When school education ended in third grade

D IPLOM of maturity, Bachelor, Master, today's youth, in education, do not suffer some of the most illiteracy, indeed. Super-educated, culturally superpreparati, spent the first twenty years of their existence in the study of knowledge: in 10,000 years of human history, is the first time that knowledge is taught to generations of children around the world!

None of them can imagine what the state went to school their grandparents or great-grandparents.

In the small town of Emilia St. John's , the year 1930 is the watershed education. Those born before, went to school only until the third grade. The others (generated from 1930 to 1949) ended the fifth grade. After 1950 the obligation, in Italy, was extended to secondary schools.

education patched to tell of past generations, we test Adele, born in the late twenties of 900. She, more than the sisters, had the good fortune of doing a few months of the fourth. But, like the others, before going to school, had to graze the sheep: up at dawn, then off to camps and woods, returning home with those damned beasts escaping from all sides, then, apron, folder, provided wood for the stove during the winter, and travel to school. At 8:30 am, like you, all children in the country, gathered at Cà d' Funsin in a room where the only teacher, Theresa Munafo, provide teaching three classes at once. Auctions and point the first year, learning to write. The second, a bit 'of arithmetic and writing and, third, writing, reading and arithmetic.

Children were numerous and the same teacher had two rounds of pupils: in the morning and afternoon. The teacher, which followed more than 30 students at a time, holding only the first hour, maybe two, then most of the time, his head resting on his chair, sank into a restful sleep. At that point, when he began to snore, the children not to wake her up slowly, one by one, slipping away into the courtyard and the lesson for that day was over. In fact, there were no janitors, and the teacher fall in trance, they could do whatever they wanted.
Nobody was surprised that much, even parents who knew what had to suffer this poor woman. Farming families were not as convinced of education, believing their children only arms to work in the fields. At the time the children were cared for and very little, least spoiled.

In every house you buy a single subsidiary, which then passed to a number of younger siblings.
tools of the pupil were: pen, ink, and ink, blotting paper, pencil, and notebook with black cover (those who remember it?) And, for the few wealthy, even crayons. The folder was made with jute, which served to make the bags to carry grain or potatoes. Some loving mothers added some embroidery, and schoolgirls appreciated.

The teachers were strict and could afford any corporal punishment. In general it was the line that ended up on the hands or head of school children. But there were also kicked and slapped students inattentive or boys, and the punishment more humiliating for a child, his hat 's "ass" in his head. There are also the one behind the knee on the blackboard in wheat grains. I was told, in this regard, which put behind the board, which was near the stove where the teacher had placed the stock with a little 'chicken for her lunch, a schoolgirl, hungry, he ate everything. Since that day, the teacher has not been for punishment!
The student beaten up, not ventured never to complain to their parents because, otherwise, at home, would receive twice the barrel.

Adele The problem occurred the year that has gone to another school, to follow the fourth that did not exist in his township. The naps of his teacher were heard, because all the children of Pas Ca had learned very little from those of Predieri , followed by very severe teacher Sorriva . Discouraged, many after a few months, have withdrawn from school. That's why the whole generation that had the teacher sleepyhead found itself, in terms of education, with empty-handed!

But the human being has unlimited resources and what our mothers, grandmothers or great-grandmothers did not learn in school, have learned very well from life! So do not be sapientelli with them, they know many other things that you do not even imagine.
Barbara Bertolini


(Photo taken from the interesting site: http://www.quintocd.it/content/view/ 2382/163 /
San Francisco School of Altamura, which, however, reflects what they were rural schools all over the Apennines).

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

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50. Ancient Romans and my study tour in the United States

of Nicoletta Barbarito

A nni ago with my nephew of 5 years - visiting from California - I went to the Coliseum. More than the immense building, the boy was impressed by the faux Roman gladiators with grim faces, helmets, cloaks and daggers flying silvered wooden. Li said at length, thoughtfully, turning their around, then said gravely, "Grandma, when you were small, the time of the Romans ..."

Question justified in the eyes of all children is contemporary! Just at the time of the ancient Romans was not there, I said, but in Rome in the century, since before the half. Ancient times always were.
In those times of ancient Romans, I went to America (1960).

between the old and the new world there was only the ocean. It was just another world. In Italy who knew the two countries (apart from immigrants) we had come through the studies, books, movies, pop songs, jazz. After the reconstruction of the fifties, yes, Italy was in economic boom, but in the middle-class families in general and for girls, yet little had moved. Feminism was still to come, the rights of women were in their infancy, there was no divorce. Only those who had finished high school could have access to all university faculties: serious study, the professors all-powerful, stern, distant. Passing tourists and foreign residents in part of the boot were all Italian, eat Italian, few were familiar with the languages \u200b\u200b(and, if anything, with the French). The majority of Italian intellectuals who have published in dopodguerra American authors had never set foot in the States.

The Rome Olympics were about to begin. I had just graduated from (then you graduate in 4-5 years, it was normal), I spoke pretty good English, having made two long visits to England as an au pair. Thanks to a scholarship, along with 9 other fellows did the crossing from Naples to New York on the "Leonardo da Vinci." Of my companions, only two had spent a year in America, one in college ever thanks to a scholarship, the other guest of a Washington correspondent journalist uncle. Even among the intellectuals who in previous years had translated and published in Italy American authors, Moreover, few had seen the Statue of Liberty, having learned English - more or less - on the books.

arrived in New York the 10 scholars took different paths. The target was me and two Bolognese Cornell University in Ithaca a, state of New York , not far from Niagara Falls. A huge campus on green hills, with streams, ponds and a waterfall.

The name "Ithaca", in particular, appealed to me, I came from classical studies. That was the end rather than the beginning of an adventure? A return? Not too far from Ithaca, about six hours from NY, I see three directional signs: Berlin, Babylon, Rome. Fantastic, baffling geography, even liberating. In the New World has to be invented. But why do you call "Babylon," a quiet town in the green? (Maybe there is a Sodom around here ...)
you step by writing to the present, some of my impressions of that time . Yes, stuff is stale, banal "deja vu"! The distance is now no longer exist, the Italians traveling frantically, Google raised in an instant by any curiosity. But then, for an "ancient Roman" plus Young, were big news from write home (to be once a week), experience enviable and envied.
(click below to continue reading.)



In America, young women also have high breasts, perfectly conical, compressed and pulled up by formidable-shell bras. That amount of ice cream are all different, even strange, in the Howard Johnson on highways, exaggerated! The Coin Automats, tristanzuoli but useful, delivering sandwiches to the hungry wrapped in cellophane, soda cans, "donuts" with a hole are baked repeatedly by special machines, fragrant with cinnamon and glazed with honey. I seem to repeat customers policemen and bus drivers who buy a half dozen at a time and if you eat them right away, walking or car.

The water of the toilets on the highway are lined with paper, to be replaced after each use for hygiene reasons. Old men wearing certain colored jacket and baseball caps, we do not exist; pass old ladies with full synthetic fabric in pastel colors and flashy sunglasses decorated with rhinestones, thick curly permanent.


Communicate with difficulties with Italian-Americans who speak Italian very surprising (a lingua franca, mixture of several southern dialects between them and English, plus many funny neologisms. The "She" is an unknown territory. Yet they are looking at me puzzled, as if I came from the moon rather than the "old country" or vaguely reminiscent of hearsay, sometimes with a tinge of nostalgia: the mountains of Calabria, Caserta and dell'Avellinese villages, remote corners of Sicily, the taste of spicy sausage, expanses of citrus trees. How is it that a young person like me in America recently, "off the boat" does not seem excited about it all? Needless to explain that I ran away from misery, even in Rome there is the soft toilet paper, vacuum cleaner, a my house we eat every day and also good.


many American blacks! Distraught-looking women who are often obese, with crowds of lively little boys, boys dall'andatura loose, soft, rubber bodies, born to dance, and poor boys who shined shoes blonde student clothes, indifferent-looking, old squatting ask for spare change on the ground or a cigarette. But even well-dressed men, busty girls all dressed up, teetering on her heels.


The sweet smell of popcorn, entering the cinema, it suffocates. A girl on all fours in the corridor of power desperately trying to scramble around the contact lens that has just fallen. In Italy I have not heard of such lenses. I eat a burger, the first time, with a knife and fork, between the laughter of the onlookers.


In winter, snow outside and heated inside the ball, at home and in office is short-sleeved. Synthetic fabrics for everything, living convenience. No press. The cotton shirts are worn in dry, starched collars and cuffs, and is cheap to collect the next day. Viva la machine dryer, unknown in Italy, is made in an instant, no wires to hang out if not in open countryside in the summer.


You buy revolting sticky spaghetti with meat sauce, canned, Brand Chef Bo-dee-yar. In family cook indefinable "casseroles, main dishes with canned tuna, mushrooms and some sort of béchamel, or camouflaged with leftovers. We need big glass of milk with spaghetti sauce. All drinks are served on mountains of ice, they hurt your teeth. Loaf white or dark, light, no crust, tasteless: it seems to chew on cotton wool. The rule margarine, and desserts, instead of butter, lard an artificial white packaged in cans, it seems hand cream, olive oil is rare, however dear. Labels inform that every packaged product contains sugar (even salt has), preservatives, dyes. Milk powder and condensed milk is usually consumed as we need to during the war. The Fanny Farmer's Cookbook teaches classic American cuisine. It contains basic information: Remove from bag frozen vegetables before you boil it, put 1 / 3 teaspoon of cinnamon, mix 4 times and bake for seven and a half minutes. We use standard measuring spoons: the recipe calls for a glass of milk? E '"that" measure, not a bigger or smaller. In comparison, the Italian recipes are imaginative, made for experts, vague of an ingredient to put "as enough, "bake" until it is ready, "add" a little ', "making eye". Fanny Farmer, patron of the charity beginners, leading to a successful conclusion without hypocrisy.


The lettuce is iceberg, ball, hard, looks like a cabbage: tasteless American invention that bears very long trips in cars or refrigerated trucks and kept almost indefinitely in the refrigerator. It is time for gourmets! No one talks about organic food, nouvelle cuisine is to come: the convenience reigns supreme. Since I have never cooked before, I appreciate any shortcut, the final result I little worried, I'm not greedy. Tasting a bad Italian meal came the comment of the guest is the American kind and positive, "it's interesting." It has no terms of comparison and strangers still eat "weird." Milk never goes bad, who knows how many preservatives contain, but do not think.


The supermarket in Ithaca, I feel great (is not), strabocca of goods, too many choices ... I buy the wrong things because I do not care to read the detailed labels. Every fruit, every pepper or radish for sale is large, shiny, identical to any other of the same species, as if designed by Walt Disney. On balance, however, knows a little, it's hard, learned a month ago and matured in refrigerators. At the table all spread salt in abundance on food before you taste them. We do not drink wine at the table except in exceptional cases, the boys are kept firmly away. As an appetizer offering rum mixed with Coca-Cola, or so dry Martini breathtaking (practically there is only the smell of vermouth, gin is all).


electricity, such as gasoline, has a negligible cost: appliances of all kinds abound - ever seen in Italy el'apriscatole electric knife. One day when the light is not just not eat, can not open the cans in any other way. Houses and buildings are lit constantly, make fun. Where is the air conditioning is kept to a maximum, so that you have to stay in bed under the covers even in August, banks, offices and employees throughout the year wearing nylon shirts with short sleeves. Outdoors, summer can not breathe, the humid heat gets to the throat of winter you should intabarrare. The cars are big, huge, with useless ornaments, but the university circulating cool Volkswagen Beetle: signs of moderation or snobbery around? There are Wasps, suction and a treasure of Italian children.


People buy non-stop, endless supply prices, with discounts throughout the year, invite: things, often of poor quality, are made to last a short time to seek other acquisitions. I get blamed for mending a pair of socks instead of throwing them away, not help the economy!


powerfully students get drunk every weekend. If you do not, you're a loser. It only comes out on Saturday night and in pairs, never in a group like us. If a guy invites you to a party, for the duration becomes his property, you can not dance with him. A girl without a "date" on Saturday night does not put his nose out of the house so you do not know about. The rules are numerous and rigid social live: Despite the talk of freedom and their ease my American counterparts are terribly conformist. We foreign language instructors are advised to avoid formal "dates" with students and younger students.

The students are well kept and elegant, dressed in a pleated kilt or pants with blouses Bermuda, golf and matching socks, loafers or tennis shoes of different colors. I am kindly teased because I continue to wear nylon stockings and leather shoes. In Italy Superga using the white or blue only in the gym or the tennis court, carrying in a bag so that the soil does not dirty the way. Here the girls always smile, it is a lot of makeup and furiously shave, the hair is a sign of dirt. The fellows were warned about the orientation session before departure from Italy. Graduate at Cornell is a good passport to a career, but also serves to find a husband. In particular, girls dream of getting married immediately after graduation and go to Bermuda or Paris on their honeymoon.


In the center you see women all dressed up with his head bristling with curlers. On campus, the males wear sweaters hot pink or apple green, light blue or crimson jackets (in Italy you would find in the mountains), light trousers of cotton even when it snows, a crew cut (so the ears stick out, not always favorably) , dark glasses with heavy frames. I admire men and women in the perfect white teeth, clearly the result of lengthy and expensive orthodontic treatment. All smoke (not me). Drug did not hear about.


Here invented equality, yet it is as if every American an identification tag worn around the neck of his source: Yankee, Italian, Polish, Irish, jew, etc. The Yankees believe the best are often the most wealthy. In the back of a man's name sometimes appears an ordinal number (Wiliam Tuckert Pendergast IV, for example) that states that three times as long runs in the family, not necessarily rich, but certainly not "new." E 'in memoriam, a quasi-patent of nobility that it sounds funny in a democratic country par excellence. Women do not enjoy it doubtful distinction. The guy with the ordinal number of which he boasts, will still and always called "Bill", or "Billy," because everyone here has a nickname (in addition to a rather useless "middle name"). It's not a question of remedy a bad name, old-fashioned or long, in fact there is no "John" that is not called "Jack." So I wonder, yes, your name is Nicole, but what is your name?


Gi Jewish students held strongly to identify as such, are more like each other. At Cornell there are many, especially in New York or New Jersey. They are cute and funny. The lessons of history happens that one of them asks, "What did the Jews in that period (or in that place)?"


Catholics go to confession every Friday afternoon, the confessor is efficient , listens without putting your mouth, Penance is now and always, in three Hail Mary. The first confession in English is a surprise and a relief. Stuff a few minutes. Later, however, it bothers me. You might as well confess in front of a car, put a coin in the slot and pick up a printed package "do not do more, three Hail Mary, come back next week." The sermons on Sunday drawing so wavering, scenarios of sin, to be avoided like the plague, and call for bids, and must be given generously. Charity = love not we hear about. The priests are of Irish origin, jovial, drive nice cars (paid for by the congregation) and the red cheeks it is clear that dish out a good glass. Just do not cool the girls go to church all dressed up, white gloves, high heels and hats. To blend in, at Easter I bought a light green wool.


The wonderful news is that even the most prestigious professors are friendly and available, call students by name, encourage them to ask questions and discuss in class or face to face with them. In Italy, then, the university and sometimes even in high school, the teachers give the "you" to the students, not confidence, it was almost scary. Here we call home, do some evenings babysitting their children, but not for this I expect a better grade. Sometimes you eat neighbors, the tables of the cafeteria, chatting in simplicity. A professor makes me an odd compliment: "You have finally lost your British accent!" We are language instructors have been forbidden to have "dates" with our students and our students.


Libraries are wonderful, rich, open until late at night. What's new and what satisfaction to see the "open stacks" without limitation, to make discoveries, we can always count on a table reserved! The time is multiplied by the lack of obstacles that seem inevitable in Italy.


John Kennedy, said Jack, was elected president. He 's young, charming, a Catholic, has a fine wife. Back to the myth of Camelot. Shortly after the crisis breaks out, however, the Bay of Pigs, I fear, at least in Italy you are not constantly on the warpath! When Kennedy was assassinated is now at another university, it's my birthday. The announcement comes from a student who opens the door of breath while I'm doing Italian lesson. Shaman away upset. We spend hours watching TV sad. My cake with candles, forgotten, inacidirà.


Then even Martin Luther King and his brother Jack Kennedy, were assassinated. It 's so unexpected, almost unbelievable, we are in front of the TV which broadcasts live, while quietly drink a coffee. They look like film. Perhaps the two now get up. Not at all, other than the country of plenty, America is violent, full of crazy with revolvers and rifles ready to fire.


In America we have been long, there I am married and two of my children were born. The early years of that ancient time have been the happiest of my life and I have not noticed. But that's another story.


Nicoletta Barbarito - END -

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Skinny And Constipation

Small guide to buying cosmetics "cruelty free" - Part III

Certification VeganOK

More controversial however, is the certification VeganOK ", which is part of the Ethics Network (environmental and animal) Promiseland.it .
The reference site, where you can get information, you Veganok.com .
From the beginning we see that, behind the brand "VeganOK" there is an association animal itself (as in the case of ICEA), but a network of publishing sites, "VeganOK partner, which in Italy are: VeganBlog , the aforementioned Promiseland, CercaNatura , BioContessa and BioDizionario . All sites and blogs that promote and spread the vegan philosophy in our country, through the publication of recipes, articles on lifestyle ethical advertising of manufacturers of cosmetics and detergents etc. cruelty-free.
Companies participating in this type of self declare (by filling out the study) had not commissioned tests on animals, nor with regard to individual substances or for what concerns the finished product. All necessary documentation must be kept by the company in a file and displayed in any of the brand inspectors' VeganOk ": since, however, that behind the brand there is an Institute Certification, but a network, it is unclear who these checks so, how and with what timing.
be emphasized that the certification "VeganOK" individual products and businesses in their entirety: that is the same firm can enter the market and products is cruelty-free products with animal products and / or tested on animals. Consumers who do not in any way would provide money to companies not fully "virtuous" might well be misled.
should finally be pointed out that "VeganOK" is a self: they are the same companies that provide about their products. Specifically, this, that, coupled with the lack of clarity on scrutiny may raise some doubts. As a final note

then I want to bring to your attention some of the criticisms that run on the network about the network Promiseland.it.
I state that I myself sometimes I read the articles and publish the link on Facebook, because I find them interesting and useful. The attitude of the forum users, however, is often contentious and controversial, qualities that annoy me a lot in the ethic groups, animal rights activists and environmentalists. (We want to protect animals and the environment, throwing to the winds our love of creation ... and then we are not even able to get along with our fellow human beings?) In addition, the site VeganHome.it accusations have been leveled heavy about the managers of the same mark and Promiseland "VeganOK" means to find this page .
are accusations that I have no way of endorsing or not, but I had to return for the sake of completeness.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Do Flea Foggers Kill Lice

And love is


appears as if by magic in the middle of the sea
a dot. A closer look

has two legs kicking out their hands
children. If you listen carefully

thousand horses galloping ...
is his heart.
full of love is waiting for this moment

embrace Thee and smell

and kiss and hold you tight to my breast.

Days pass and you're growing inside me
.

Your heart is in my heart ...
now and forever ...

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Hayword Navigator Problems

The "condition" according to the courtesans of the "King naked


ROME - Berlusconi loves women, " the thousands who employs between "graduates, mothers, professionals real (vajasse). The undersecretary said Daniela Santanche, in an interview with the newspaper (where else!) In contesting the event on Sunday to defend the dignity of women: "Ruby and the others are the result of the battles that they did in their own '68. The body used as an ATM is a result of those battles. "
"I counted how many women give Berlusconi," he explains Santanchè, "Mediaset: 31 December 2010 there were 4,500 employees, including 2,600 women. (Requirements only big tits and small brain) makes 43 percent of the total, "Mondadori: 31 December 2009 on 3,700 employees, 1,600 were women, 43 percent (the percentage that can ensure the bunga bunga evening). "The dignity - stresses - is the autonomy and economic independence. And Berlusconi puts women in condition of work .
http://www.blitzquotidiano.it/politica-italiana/santanche-berlusconi-lavoro-donne- 742322 /
Now that we women make enormous sacrifices in the morning to advance the family facing the rugged days, we wonder: "the "Condition" referred to by the "lady" in question, in which Silvio put in condition to work perhaps have it ........ what part of the new slave trade ??????( Berlusconi - one of many second interception which set forth the conversations of the former dental hygienist promoted to Regional Councillor - the desperate search for: "the more desperate the better for him ")." Daniela Santanche And a woman who defends this system is the one who should represent the will and the thoughts and aspirations of the Italian women? "But I like the little face !!!!". To put it in Toto.

Friday, February 4, 2011

Daycares In Murfreesboro Tn

" If not now when, "

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In life, women can choose : a way of life is easier, of concessions made flesh, the old ass flabby (cited above), money, luxury and high-backed chairs in policy paid for by taxpayers. The other is the most difficult work done honest, sometimes exploited, underpaid and insecure.
We have seen in recent weeks the image of women has been distorted and perverted by the likes of Nicole Minetti , Ruby and 'Olgettina', which gave the final blow to an already feminine Italic put to the test every single day from commodification and exploitation of context.
It 's time to say ENOUGH (although it would be better not to get to this point).
to defend women who are trying to go it alone, without compromise or degrading little help, the next February 13 there will be a national mobilization, the title speaks volumes: "If not now when" .
The first signatory of the manifesto are Rosellina Archinto, Game Aulenti, Silvia Avalos, Maria Bonafede, Sister Eugenia Bonetti, Giulia Bongiorno, Margherita Buy, Susanna Camusso, Licia Colo, Cristina Comencini, Silvia Costa, Inge Feltrinelli, Anna Finocchiaro, Donata Francescato, Rosetta Loy, Laura Morante, Claudia Mori, Valeria Parrella, Flavia Perina, Isabella Ragonese, Lunetta Savino, Livia Turkish, Lorella Zanardo Association in again.
soon as we have news about what will happen in Milan we will notify you promptly. In the meantime enjoy the video spot of mobilization with Anna Finocchiaro http://milano.blogosfere.it/2011/02/se-non-ora-quando-le-donne-scendono-in-piazza-contro-il -template-ruby-demonstration-the-13-febbraio.html

Thursday, January 27, 2011

99.00 Dollar Wedding Gowns

" The truth, no thank you I prefer the power. " About

Today memorial day I log on facebook, are being Catholic entered in groups and friendships that I thought to share the Christian values \u200b\u200band teachings of Jesus Christ, a man who did not go hand in hand with the powerful and hated the Pharisees and that he preferred to go home the pagans (seeing more people in their lines of those who claimed to be right), defending the last of the traders, pushing tempio.Aprendo my Facebook page I could see how these pseudo between Catholics not a word is wasted to remember the Holocaust, but not the only episode that I noticed the righteousness of Catholics, when it comes to the different no injustice to rebellion by the "faithful" Catholics, if Berlusca ago communion anyone who is indignant if our government feeds thoughts discriminatory and racist no outrage on the part of Catholics, would rather play instead externalize farmville disgust and outrage, perhaps because it is consistent with a mindset that is imposed on us by the top government, without taking into account that one of the most important signs that Christians from the world and the acceptance of others without regard to religion or race or other ......
post on Facebook links that show the scandalous vices and bad habit of our leaders at both national and local events to the detriment of the Italians and the Italians with money, I can see that the pseudo-Catholics who believe with me to share feelings as well as of moral correctness, also feelings of justice, is not at all indignant about the massacre that is consumed before the eyes of all, nothing has changed from the parables of Jesus today, the wounds of those who are exhausted to the ground by the injustices, Catholics continue to heal her the good Samaritan, to deny the truth in spite of the latter can always be useful, of Catholic facebook, mind you that is not enough to link to "God is love" to get a clear conscience or publish the latest thinking of the cardinal guy or Dick, most of Sometimes thoughts dictated not by the gospel but by interests very own, mind you that Jesus said: "I am the Way, the Truth and the Life," then please stop being the crutch of those who do not know the truth where he is at home.

Friday, January 21, 2011

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49. The extended time of childhood

You can not go, as Proust, in search of lost time. But we can dream of that that have benefited from extended time during their childhood, those born until the 60s of last century. After it is no longer possible because modern times have catapulted our world means that they did take the time, so as to put the anxiety to keep him behind. What happened? Because everyone has the impression that the weeks, months, years, fly?
When I think of my childhood, emerges immediately to my mind an image of infinite serenity, a peaceful pulled by two cows, the gig is carrying me, with all its cargo, toward home. I'm sitting on a huge pile of grass that intoxicates my nostrils with its thousands of odors. There is no hurry, ruminants and know the way through it, slowly. It 's a beautiful May day, sitting comfortably, enjoying the sunshine and the rhythmic steps of the beasts rocks me and leaves me free to let my mind wander.
This is my time is stretched, I regret that when, now, too many commitments overlap.
A time that seems light years away from now. At that time we lived in symbiosis with the cycles of nature and, because they always went on foot or at most bicycle, there could be no hurry.

tells Mrs. Armentini (the dean of this blog) that even when he was young (1940), there were no clocks in his house. So it was adjusted for the various activities of the day only by the light of day and the bells, in villages, they played at six o'clock, at noon, the evening call to the faithful but, in fact, punctuated a day of farm work: work start, lunch break, after work, a sound that was expanding in rural areas at a distance of kilometers.
Another important factor to regulate the time, was the sun. Armentini says, to turn the kelp for lunch, just look where the shadow reached the second step of his staircase. In the rural world was all a matter of observation, through this fact, and the experience gained, the farmer knew how to bring in nature: tradition and know-how handed down through generations.

European man has lived through a time marked mainly by the bells, then suddenly over fifty years, which seem to me just because I lived them all, has raised the mighty wind of modernity that swept away the "old days" and he had to start Timing it thousandths of seconds. Crazy.
Among the factors disturbing or regenerating (depending on your point of view) that have changed this time, there is certainly electricity. Then the means of transport such as the media and means of entertainment, leading the youth of today, for example, to lose, on average, an hour of sleep a night to enjoy it.
As for the time lost in transport, there is one dedicated to the children, who are not longer allowed to move independently even in the 200 meters around the house. First, no one dreamed of bringing the children to school and we were alone, even at great distances. I remember that even kindergarten, I had to reach a half-hour walk, I sent you (reluctantly) alone. For sport, there were areas where the children were called upon for help according to their abilities. For leisure, the country was their gym: they met with their friends and play, play, until the evening, called home only by hunger. While their parents had for their jobs in an area not exceeding 20 km. Also, and this is a very important point with respect the dangers of today, no child had money in his pocket to spend freely, for which the adolescent is not at risk of alcohol nor drugs that did not exist, just as adults attended the bar to play cards with friends.

In short, if you look at the clock because you have to run to bring the kids to school, running the office, run to the store, run away to prepare dinner, run to take their children in the gym, running to the hairdresser, accountant escape, escape to the post office, run a. ....... the time you miss, inevitably !
Barbara Bertolini

And your time is stretched as it was?

Thursday, January 20, 2011

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Ornella Vanoni to BUSH TOMORROW !!!!!!!! August 23 '78

My dear friends: I have not said that in the period in which Mina made its concerts, which took place three times a week, at other times there were other concerts of other artists in vogue at that time , which I photographed.
Let me give you some pictures and profiles of those singers. One of these was Ornella Vanoni.
Also that day his name calling 'a large audience, who came from all parts of Italy. The Vanoni Carry out a beautiful concert, singing old and new songs from his vast repertoire:.
Tenco was really sung by her with great melody from his voice shone a great intensity 'blood!
sang songs of Toby Lightman and Gino Paoli.
When he sang the songs of a particular Gino Paoli felt familiar, even why some songs were dedicated to her .. we all know their beautiful love story ...
When he sang "The End" his voice was' wonderfully persuasive, touching dare I say ... maybe it was just what he wanted put in everything 'that the song had given him emotionally when he was dedicated by the singer!
Ornella Vanoni hand' for about two hours ... giving to the public moments of real intensity'.!!!!!























Tuesday, January 18, 2011

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We have reached the grand finale, and 'August 23, 1978. Behind the scenes there is 'a great rush and you hear the loud noise of the public come much more numerous and' earlier than usual. We also hear the cries of the people who are out without being able to find a ticket, finished a long time. Only we the people work we are strangely silent: work without speaking, more closely 'than usual, but with a great sadness, with the awareness that the dream is ending. Mina listen live for the last time, we are very focused that everything turns out perfectly. Mina running tests with great care but also in her there 'something sad.
All we follow those tests without laughing, not smiling and making jokes as usual we used to do. Our mind is 'already' in the show and maybe even beyond ..
time finally arrives. The lights go out like every night. I'm ready to capture it tonight. Ce 'an incredible din; the audience all stood ready ....... turn their heads a bit 'here a while' The question which side will come out 'the singer.

The first notes break the rumor that interompe. Yes, but ... Where's mine '!?!
is that his soft voice begins to sing from behind the scenes.
There is total darkness, then, as if by magic, a beacon light, and here she is, in its strictly black dress, singing "I Will Be Here."
The audience goes crazy: Mina is there! We see it all!
me down a tear .. and I can not make the first picture ..
As always, she and I salute you, smile ...
finally start my night, taking photos, listening and looking earnestly with idrolatria, ... it was my last night with MINA!
I think that night I was not very professional, a bit 'to the public that bothered me with cameras and their flash (she motioned me to call security to stop them), a little emotion.
Mina singing 'for two hours, without giving up a minute . Then he began to sing "Again Again" was a delusion, but I knew well that would be the last song and this saddened me.
disappeared as if by magic 'behind the scenes of applause, cheers, cries for an encore (which did not grant ever), and flowers that fell on the stage.
Soon all went out and shot Mina 'and heard live for the last time I went too !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
'I the wings to greet her: she was un'mpresa, but as he saw me he said "Hello carrot! Let's go to dinner together! Clearly ... you one of us ... then, a nice little parties at poker! I said they're good ... we'll see! Then for you I have an idea in Serbian, you'll want to talk! .
I looked a bit 'dazed, her head 'and I hug' saying " good, you did a good job! From Linda, I have a surprise for you in Serbian ", and offered me 'a glass of champagne ....... from all over to dinner !!!!!!!!!!!

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photos in Reflex .....................!!!!!!!! The Compass

Mina was very demanding each photo was displayed with great care by herself. I, as always, I continued my work carefully trying to satisfy every need of Mina, who did not want absolutely no flash, realizing how my job gets more complicated. Remained very little light, I worked only with a lighthouse, but it made me much more 'careful in taking photographs. Then he worked with the camera, and then, before you take a photo, you had to think much about light, the focus, and the bottom field, which of course, working at low resolution, it was a bit 'more' difficult, but certainly more 'interesting.
I think now everything is more 'easy with digital, but certainly much less exciting ...
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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

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Small guide to buying cosmetics "cruelty free" - Part II

The ICEA

Let's face it: the forest certification should ensure that the ethics of cosmetic products and detergents (reassuring them that they have not been tested on animals) is broad and does not deprive and pitfalls of "eco-fraud". For this
Natividad issue - several times - a sort of "overview" of the most popular certifications available, trying to verify reliability and validity.

start with the most famous, the ICEA, created by the agreement between the Environmental Ethics Institute Certification, the LAV, Anti-Vivisection League, and numerous other international animal welfare organizations.
The words "Stop animal testing" and the symbol with the bunny on a white background that we reported at the top of this article is granted to those products meeting the Standard International "Not tested on animals" , which provides:

1. that manufacturers do not lead, no commissioning or have any part in tests on animals, either now or in the future;
2. who do not buy individual ingredients, formulations or manufactured by companies that have conducted, commissioned or taken part in tests on animals after the date of entry into force of policy of the Company.

Note that no company can guarantee that no ingredient is ever tested on animals, because all the substances currently used in cosmetics have been tested in the past, but it is obvious that existing companies can not be held responsible for what happened in a more or less distant past. What matters is that they declare TODAY contrary to animal testing and do everything possible to ensure that this barbaric practice fall into disuse.

How?
Through a written agreement (the year duration) between the manufacturers of cosmetics and detergents, and raw material supplier firms. The conclusion of a written document (in the past, such agreements "not tested" were done verbally!) Allow constant monitoring of the suppliers of raw materials and ensure that standards are met.

Which companies?
Identify ICEA certified companies and therefore controlled by LAV at first glance may not be easy: there are many certifications are not misleading, but also lists all products on alleged "cruelty free". Recall that, in order to possess a valid ICEA-LAV, cosmetics and / or detergents to appear a written like this: " Certified by ICEA - Stop animal testing - LAV ... No." together with the previously mentioned symbol with the bunny.
can be found on the website for guidance in the purchase of the LAV (under "Our campaigns" -> Vivisection -> Test cosmetics) and this page Site ICEA, although I have noticed that there are some companies " virtuous "to correctly set the above words on the packaging of their products but do not appear on the lists-LAV ICEA: This discrepancy is probably due to a delay in updating the online guides and brochures? I'd found so if anyone has reliable information about these cases, please inform me: I will keep up to date this article.

I refer, for example, the company Ecor : I recently purchased the liquid detergent for hand washing and environmental toothpaste and both ICEA certification on the bottle, but the company Ecor is not present in the lists of LAV approved companies.

Finally, as a proper conclusion of this article, remember that these days began the new European campaign to put an end to animal testing in the cosmetics, wanted by the coalition ECEAE, which includes the largest animal welfare organizations Europe. The campaign aims to collect as many signatures as possible in order to put pressure on the governments of individual states to declare unlawful the cruel practice of animal testing. You can sign the petition on the site Nocruelscosmetics.org . The notice regarding the prohibition of animal testing with respect to cosmetic products should enter into force in 2013 but the deadline is likely to slip again, this is to condemn to death in the near future thousands of innocent animals.

Useful Resources:
driving the LAV Not Tested ;
the list of approved companies on the site ICEA ;
Petition No Cruel Cosmetics , to approve the EU ban against the testing of cosmetics on animals in 2013;
the full text of "International Standard is not tested on animals" that there is always available at Related documents this blog.

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evenings Tomorrow

away the summer of 1978 I continued my valuable work of photographer MINA compass always tomorrow. His concerts were becoming more successful, and I knew to be emphasized to capture those moments so 'important, especially because I already knew would be the His last public appearances.
MINA and I had a great relationship ... maybe 'cause I was very young and I definitely tenderness and sympathy with my lines a bit' sarcastic. She said I was attractive .... talked a lot behind the scenes even though the pace was frantic, then came the moment of the concert, and it was easy to see that time is drawing near, we began to hear the screams of people began to quiver.
She greeted me gently caressing her hair and said "See you later carrot!", even if I was blond. "Good luck" ... and I, pointing to the answer: "Hello superlative" ... and that was a way to exorcise the time to really panic.!
Then her on stage, and I invariably below .... and so began the evening that was always a triumph!

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of hope alive, Paterno dies ...

Paternò A, is a boom in lottery citizens hope ... They hope to change or improve their lives, dream of a better future. The life you change may also hoping. This is the way most obvious . In Italy to be capable, serious and willing not enough, in fact sometimes it takes just a moment. Paterno at the end of 2011 this is a country estate, from torn by strife and hatred where careers are handed down from father to son, and where to get a simple workplace, or a right, must submit to the powers that be.
E 'then normal that people think that the only way to change your life is play. Hope almost useless because, you know, probability of winning is virtually zero. This explains the success of games and lotteries, as quoted in fatherhood and the enavoto. An explosion caused by a sad awareness: that of an unlikely fluke.

Tuesday, January 11, 2011

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August 1978 MINA

These photographs were taken during the last year which said that Mina would be performed. I was always under his stage to capture his every move, the ecstasy of her voice. Mina made me blink a wink all night, smiling and putting on lots and lots adrelanina. Sometimes, during small break between a song and another, smiled and, sometimes, whispering for a moment, then everything began again, as in a spell, and applause from people who did the wave.
The concert ended amid cries of enthusiasm for having attended this event which everyone knew would be the last year. Her voice sang the last notes Suad and all demanded an encore, which was never granted.
The lights went out, a lot of noise behind the scenes, flowers that arrived from around the world. We and all the staff travel to dinner ..... was really a good life: Fiorentina, champagne and, last but not least, MINA between us that was not the diva, but she just with all of us, smiling and doing morning!!

Saturday, January 8, 2011

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"humanum est To err, persevere Diabolicum"

The expression of Lucius Seneca Anneo pultroppo us back to our days, mainly thanks to our politicians that instead of repairing errors made by their predecessors, repeating the scandalous abuse of power over the people, instead of the sovereign, becomes subject to unscrupulous mercenaries, shepherds that guide their sheep to the slaughter, instead of green pastures, this is the landscape that emerges in Paternò .
Paterno, the city where politicians make the call for tenders for the jobs to relatives and friends, is proof that the final tender won for the service for the disabled in schools after five years was won by a new cooperative would perhaps ..... to work new people, maybe give the job to those who had lost, but our mercen ...... ops politicians who wave the flag in the courtroom and reiterated several times that the activity is not involved in administrative decisions designated by the cooperatives that perform services, contradict each other, then in fact taking place outside the courts, the courts in a version, in real life our "principles" act harassed by their personal interests.