Sympathy Quotes Of A Sick

No longer allowed to defend ourselves

" The Court while considering the wickedness and the hatefulness' in the offense was committed against a woman helpless and lifeless a certain point in time, with unprecedented violence, can not 'not to recall that the murder is that sexual violence , restricted to the partial divestiture related to the victim and touching, were the result of all occasionally a combination of two contingent factors: the state of complete drunkenness and anger for a violent argument supported by the accused and the fierce resistance of the victim . In the absence thereof, the criminal episode, in all probability ', would have had a much less serious "


Teniamone account, girls, next time when someone aggredirà to steal her purse. Let us not react, let's rob and rape. Maybe we will not save lives, but certainly we can not allow our excuses for the attacker "fair defense of the victim."

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are connected to the cellular Lombardo Veneto. I'm seriously considering the idea of \u200b\u200bhealthy and close all here. It's not that I lacked the time to write. But I miss to read.
The way I see it does not make much sense to keep a blog monologue about themselves and their whims if there is no way to visit the blogs of others, not necessarily for comment and have your say but only reconnected, follow a common thread, to talk away.
at this time for technical reasons (the fact that I connect with a GPRS mobile phone is but one of them) I can not follow you, I can not read, I can not comment. I miss you - I miss the comparison, and especially those points of view angle so that no journalists of national newspapers can offer.
I'd like to say a few words on the crisis in world stock markets, the people who decided to put the money under the brick ... I can only say that the media jackals are irresponsible and that all this talk of Callisto Tanzi in such a sensitive time in our economy is unconscious.
The bonds are guaranteed by issuers. Issuers may fail. If they are sovereign states like Argentina may also decide not to pay. But an Italian commercial bank is very different from a U.S. financial bank. And 'different culture, their history, but especially for the reserve ratios.
not let the U.S. may export their panic from us. Let us not be fooled once again

Baby Has Sour Stomach

The weekend of August was definitely a blessing. Who cares if after ten o'clock in the morning the sea was already a sandy mess that I could not even see your feet a few feet from the shore. Never mind whether to earn my place in the sun I was elbowing with Dorothy, the Prioress, the Cellario and friend, Professor of Dorothy . And who cares even if after the meal of fish from 14 to noon (half a pound of bass scuafanata all alone), grilled meat and the evening of 14 free-range chicken for the evening of August 15 my stomach was screaming revenge with excruciating pain.
What matters is that I finally learned how to do dips. No, not from the diving board, and even the rock, and even the skid, and tell the truth even from the shoulders of some generous and handsome playmate. In fact I learned to stop from diving in water.
wearing blue goggles improbable that made me look like I threw Mario54 upside down, like a mermaid to surface after a few meters. That is, this is what I should do. Under the eyes of terrified and friend, Professor Mikelotta (priority and Dorothy bulging instead politely laughing) I threw, I arrived with my nose an inch from the sand and continue to shake your feet off the water.
"Why can not I go under??"
The answers to my questions were numerous and not always consistent.
friend Professor: "You gotta give the impetus for the kidneys" The
Dorothy (trying not to choke with saliva): "You have to give up the momentum with their feet"
Mikelotta (despite his young age, his two years of pool make it an authoritative commentator): "You throw the belly instead of his head"
priority: "Take down your feet!"
If I tried to pull down or walk, was on his ass, emerging in a manner unbecoming.
The worst was the morning of 16, with the dress size 46. The point is that I would have to sit a 44 but in 44 I enter half of the boobs, and then compromising with 46 (she puts me in the womb bisecting still worthy of a trigonometry problem, but I arranger). On the first dive I found myself naked ass. Obviously, if the costume is coming down off. Increasingly difficult! "Get the momentum with the kidneys, feet, threw the head, pulls down his feet and picks up the costume !"
So after showing my thanks back to the middle of the beach bathers Seahorse, I eventually learned.
Well, almost. The Dorothy continues to wonder why even though I am five feet high resume to no more than one meter and sixty from the point where I dived. And those damn feet
remain outside. Next Saturday I'll try not to shake as the fins of a crazed monk seal.

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New Trends

Last Saturday I was on the beach with his cousins \u200b\u200band Iaia Dome and Mikelotta and suddenly it (fourteen years, three millimeters in pencil on the eyes, the reader mp3 plugged directly into the brain) comes out to say that she is "Emo".

Feeling chorus asking to be of different generations (Iaia has twenty-one, thirty-Dome eighteen and myself played): "What the fuck does it mean Emo?" Mikelotta took an air composed of superiority, and has patiently explained, there are Emo, and then there are the Truzzi. Emo (from emotional ) are sensitive, unconventional, and punkettari rockers. They listen to Tokio Hotel (on which should be made a long speech in part) but I also like Avril Lavigne and more punk.
I Truzzi, by contrast, live logos and designer clothes (or rather imitations that are sold by the hundreds on the stalls), listen to techno and house and turn in the car (those old enough to drive it) with the radio ball.

all believed that it was limited to geographical classification of my narrow provincial town. Jerks backward, Dome least, given that the age should be aware of new trends.

A quick glance at YouTube I showed that the phenomenon has spread throughout Italy: where once there were Paninaro and New Romantic, and where there were Hippopari metalheads, today there are Truzzi and Emo.

So Saturday is a terrible doubt that afflicts me.

I listen mostly Radiohead, Muse, Franz Ferdinand, The Strokes and singing away. The Lombardo Veneto, who hates these groups, listening to jazz, Ellis Regina, Bollani and Allevi. Which one is the Truzzi, and who Emo??

I, however, typhoid Emo.

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Before the election was a smash. Between left and right that there is no difference. That the Prodi government has done nothing to combat insecurity. What Veltrusconi. Me to abstain. What time is the same.

I wonder now if you start to realize that no, not the same for all. I always cried a voice in the wilderness.

The Prodi government has committed the grave mistake of going to rummage in the pockets of Italians, the Italians for excellence, those who engage in tax evasion. This was the primary reason for the defeat of the left in past elections. Who voted for Berlusconi knew, for example, that within one month of the new legislation on child would have been swept away by a law, and could start to turn to false to muddy the waters.

who abstained, arguing that Prodi had not changed anything, he should think twice, and maybe we would end the city patrolled by the army as in Pinochet's Chile.

who did not vote for the left, so why are all the same, will now be happy with the fact that job insecurity is not only not fighting (he had not fought the Prodi government is ...), but even when healed is outlawed.

Who is left at home or gone to the sea will be happy to see our good President of the Council to secure the nation's prisons with a Lodo in the past declared unconstitutional.

I envy them their own, those who did not vote on the left.
Because for them all this means nothing, and still believe to live in a normal country.

Published today, to temper my accusations yesterday. It is difficult to criticize the abstainers and then see what an important moment in the companions (amici!) abstained.

Let me repeat that again, I will not refrain . And this time voting against it.

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I had just turned nine years old when my grandparents gave me Little Women. I think I already knew that at the time you finish reading the story to the Newspaper (yes, a child was reading The Newspaper , understand it to Mass every Sunday, and despite this, you will not believe, I have a normal sex life ).

For this reason, and because I had already seen at least two or three times the '49 movie with Taylor, June Allyson and Janet Leigh, Jo was for years the woman I wanted to become. The first and perhaps most important female model in my life ... even physically, with her long brown hair fetish sold for a pittance to a hairdresser, in a memorable scene in the movie.
("Where did you get all this money, Jo?" - "I sold something of mine." - Takes off his hat and shows his hair disheveled - "Your hair! Your one beauty!"). I am twenty years that I try to have them as long as his, but apparently they do not agree, as they continue to cling to the comb with a stubbornness that Jo would envy.

Consequently, nine years I decided that I wanted to grow up to be a writer, that 20% of girls of my age (the remaining 80% was then divided equally between: fashion designer, nurse, hairdresser and actress, now replaced all careers in the dreams of girls from vellum, a bit 'combines the in the sense that it can be their most perverted attribute the). About
admirable and reckless from which my grandfather made me give up farming with a pearl of wisdom: "You want to die of hunger." My mind was concrete Capricorn woman was already sensitive to this kind of argument, and my dreams shifted towards more concrete horizons.

However Jo is "the idea that I dreamed of myself," as the lady up there, or at least it was all my pre-adolescence.
E 'indicative my sister Dorothy was instead huge fan of Amy. The relationship of love / hate relationship that binds the two sisters in the novel is very similar to what binds us in reality ... and I can not swear that it did not ever sleep with a clothes peg on his nose pinched.

If I had really followed in the footsteps of Jo all the way today I would be perhaps a literature teacher whose hobby of writing. It would be unfair to say that I am glad not to be, but certainly do not regret not to be become.
Also because I escaped, then, the sociological implications of his refusal to the beautiful Laura, who loved her, and ended up marrying the most feminine, frivolous and capricious Amy. I could not understand how Jo precorresse time, with his stubborn intention to write and get on with his legs refusing an advantageous marriage. Transposing his choice on the modern piano would be much more daring in terms of the search for personal fulfillment outside the context of the traditional family. Where Jo, albeit belatedly in comparison with its sisters, lands, however, inevitable as it was in his day.

Sometimes I think of myself and I realize that I still like me when I'm more like her: stubborn, a dreamer and a little 'nose.

And I think what I would be different if instead Little Women my grandparents had given me L'Histoire de ma vie of George Sand.