Berlusconi is an asshole. He's destroying our constitution. There's a line clearly stating that "Italy rejects war as a mean of solving controversies between nations"... Well, so Berlusconi says "all we have to do is avoid saying that ours is a war. We are going in Iraq on a "peace mission", and "to help people there"".
Bullshit. If he wanted to help them he would've sent help with the Red Cross or other charity associations.
Old timers here will probably keep voting berlusconi. Young people are almost unanimous in saying that he's an asshole.
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We would be a much better place without the pope frolicking around in our politics, though!
I am a woman but still I would like to be like him... but I think I'll never manage to do it. His personality was so different from mine... he was kind and nice with everyone, he was diplomatic and always tried to unite his family even when its members were attacking one another, he forgave his father without a thought for hitting him hard with sticks and the wood ending of guns when he was a little child, and he had a wonderful partner that was a cultured man, and very nice and kind with me... then again he was almost 60 when he died, he had a lot of time to come to terms with his atheism and his homosexuality (when he was young he searched for the confort of religion, feeling guilty for his sexual tendencies and hoping for a cleansing. He also told me, laughing, of the time that he took the little brother of a friend of his, and started walking around the city with this crying child in his arms, shouting "MY LORD take him away! Take him to heaven with you, this world is too ugly for a little child like him to live in! I am corrupted but please take him away!". I laughed my ass too imagining the faces of the old ladies seeing this boy with a mystical crisis!)
He, however, is and will always be the most important man in my life: he helped me a lot and I owe my strenght and my hatred of religion almost entirely to him. I always dreamed of him being my father, and not my uncle.
Speaking of my father, my mother asked him if he would have liked a necklace with a cross for christmas. I stated "He doesn't want it". My father was all "well, you can choose to avoid crosses if you want, I on the other hand want to..."
And here I asked him "you on the other hand want to spit on the memory of your brother?". He and my mother went all
. Astonished, they couldn't understand.
I said "If you put a cross around your neck and go around showing it, you are showing the world and yourself that you are supporting a belief system saying that your brother is now suffering terrible tortures for all eternity for being gay. Did you hate your brother so much that you would like him to burn and suffer for eternity?"
He was silenced and had a very guilty look in his eyes. My mother (strange but true) said "all right all right we won't buy the cross, you are right, you are perfectly right, no cross for your father". However I fear she said that only to shut me up, because the crosses and virgin mary icons and everything else religious in my house has stayed where it was.
He's buried in the local cemetary, I would like to honor his memory my way, taking a pipe on his tomb, an audiocassette of classical music, and perhaps some other item that he loved and cared for when he was alive.
About classical music, he was a great estimator of it. He listened to classical music stations every day, and recorded the versions he didn't have on audiocassettes and old tapes. Hundred, perhaps thousands, of his audiocassettes and tapes have been found after his death; more than 40 years of recording, taping, listening, and love for classical music. There was his LIFE inside those recordings.
My parents threw everything away, as soon as I knew that it was too late to save anything.
Every time I think about this thing I feel myself wanting to cry and wanting to hate everyone involved, parents, relatives, the church, the neighbors, for having done something like that to such a wonderful man. Even now I feel my eyes burning and my stomach turning upside down.
Fuck.
