E perché si dovrebbe battere politicamente una persona che è entrata in politica solo per non finire in carcere?
Tuesday, February 15, 2011
Words Of Congratulations On New Arrival
The Prime Minister is defeated politically?
E perché si dovrebbe battere politicamente una persona che è entrata in politica solo per non finire in carcere?
E perché si dovrebbe battere politicamente una persona che è entrata in politica solo per non finire in carcere?
Friday, February 11, 2011
Soap For Cartlage Piercing
of Indifference - Antonio Gramsci
Parole di una bellezza ed attualità sconcertanti scritte da Antonio Gramsci nel 1917.
Odio gli indifferenti. Credo che vivere voglia dire essere partigiani. Chi vive veramente non può non essere cittadino e partigiano. L'indifferenza è abulia, è parassitismo, è vigliaccheria, non è vita.
Perciò odio gli indifferenti. L'indifferenza è il peso morto della storia.
L'indifferenza opera potentemente nella storia. Opera passivamente, ma opera.
E' la fatalità: è ciò su cui non si può contare; è what upsets programs, which brings down the best built planes: the brute matter strangling intelligence. What happens, the evil that befalls everyone, is because the mass of men abdicating to his will, leaving only enact laws which will repeal the revolt, leaving the men who come to power only then will a mutiny to overthrow.
between absenteeism and indifference few hands, not supervised by any control, they weave the fabric of community life, and ignores the mass, why does not care, and then seems to be the fate to overwhelm everything and everyone, it seems that history is nothing but an enormous natural phenomenon, an eruption, an earthquake which all are victims, those who wanted and who did not want, those who knew and who knew, who had been active and indifferent people. Some whine pitifully
other obscene curses, but none or very few people wonder: If I did it myself my duty if I tried to assert my will, would have happened what happened?
I hate even indifferent to this because it bothers me to be their eternal whining innocent.
calling to account of how each of them has played the role that life has placed and places every day of what he has done and especially what did not. And I feel I can be relentless, not to having to waste my pity, not having to share them with my tears.
am partisan, I live, I feel in the consciousness of my hand already beating the activity of the future city that my part is building. And it does not weigh up the social chain short, everything that happens in it is not due to chance, the fatality, but it's intelligent work of citizens.
There is no one who is in it to the window and watch as the few sacrifice themselves, he fainted.
Vivo, are partisan. So do not hate those sides, hate indifferent. 
Parole di una bellezza ed attualità sconcertanti scritte da Antonio Gramsci nel 1917.
Odio gli indifferenti. Credo che vivere voglia dire essere partigiani. Chi vive veramente non può non essere cittadino e partigiano. L'indifferenza è abulia, è parassitismo, è vigliaccheria, non è vita.
Perciò odio gli indifferenti. L'indifferenza è il peso morto della storia.
L'indifferenza opera potentemente nella storia. Opera passivamente, ma opera.
E' la fatalità: è ciò su cui non si può contare; è what upsets programs, which brings down the best built planes: the brute matter strangling intelligence. What happens, the evil that befalls everyone, is because the mass of men abdicating to his will, leaving only enact laws which will repeal the revolt, leaving the men who come to power only then will a mutiny to overthrow.
between absenteeism and indifference few hands, not supervised by any control, they weave the fabric of community life, and ignores the mass, why does not care, and then seems to be the fate to overwhelm everything and everyone, it seems that history is nothing but an enormous natural phenomenon, an eruption, an earthquake which all are victims, those who wanted and who did not want, those who knew and who knew, who had been active and indifferent people. Some whine pitifully
other obscene curses, but none or very few people wonder: If I did it myself my duty if I tried to assert my will, would have happened what happened?
I hate even indifferent to this because it bothers me to be their eternal whining innocent.
calling to account of how each of them has played the role that life has placed and places every day of what he has done and especially what did not. And I feel I can be relentless, not to having to waste my pity, not having to share them with my tears.
am partisan, I live, I feel in the consciousness of my hand already beating the activity of the future city that my part is building. And it does not weigh up the social chain short, everything that happens in it is not due to chance, the fatality, but it's intelligent work of citizens.
There is no one who is in it to the window and watch as the few sacrifice themselves, he fainted.
Vivo, are partisan. So do not hate those sides, hate indifferent.
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