Dear Martians,
I write in English because I know you communicate with us, at the moment, only with this barbaric language.
What a suffocating feeling living in Italy...
Not only because of the rain continues to fall, of course. Do you know, rain? I'm sure you do.
These days we live in the election of the Pope, as in a barrel, a legacy of the Middle Ages, the Church is still an Absolute Monarchy, a system that the Church of Rome does not want to leave, from which can not free the inheritance of Christ. Do you know Christ? I'm sure you do.
And this legacy, is for many, a 'light'.
And then this game of the so-called 'Cricket' in Parliament, cri cri yes, cri cri no...at the end it is always a question of power.
For our Cricket, in Italian we call him Grillo, the decline is beginning.
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Signor Ministro, io non so per quale arcano motivo Lei sia diventato ministro della Cultura, ma tant'è. In virtù di ques...
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Non era per nulla scontato che all'incontro ci fossero tutti i candidati (eccetto Rubino) e, soprattutto, così tanta gente. Troppa p...
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