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Points of view, I don't respect the culture of the Chinese, the spirit with which they come here. Something shareable or not, but that's how I think. I've never talked about terrorists or Islamists, and it would be better not to widen the circle just to say something and not turn it into a competition of who can say the most outrageous thing. I don't criticize the Chinese as Chinese; otherwise, I would be a racist... I criticize their attitude, their mafia, their making money here and sending it back home, dying and being sent back home in containers to leave the documents to someone else, their refusal to even go to the dentist unless the dentist is Chinese. We need to be peaceful but not pacifists. It's not like someone comes here and does whatever they want, and it's precisely because we let ourselves be defeated by kindness that things like the Camorra and other similar deformities are possible. Tough, while remaining sensitive. If they went to Prato to shut down all the illegal Chinese factories, would that be better or worse? Would it be right or wrong? Elected, for now that hasn't happened... when it does, we will tell the latest bimbominkia to fuck off :)

This is not a review. It’s a de-review.

But are we really convinced that the Vodafone ad is less interesting than a film? People, the world is shaped by these things, by subliminal messages. Celine used to say that to understand the times we live in, it’s not necessary to read the newspapers... it’s necessary to take them, read the advertisements and the obituaries, and it’s true. That's how it is. Let’s stop sublimating ourselves. I don’t give a damn about a review from Anni in tasca; I’m interested in thinking, and this page is a way to reflect, to publicly discuss things that go unnoticed.

Maybe. A planet made only of Neapolitans would be my paradise :) The fact, Nosebleed, is that I don't complain about environmental disasters. I complain about the fact that they come here, set up their illegal factories, and then send the profits to China. And us? Just look at Prato. A strong, productive industrial tradition, destroyed by the Chinese while nobody does anything. Look, I'm not xenophobic, and the line is thin between being that and not being that. I'm not afraid of diversity; in fact, diversity is always a wealth, but if this diversity becomes a disease, what do we do? Do we surrender to the disease and wait for metastasis, or do we react? The fact that this review was published is yet another confirmation that debaser is a place run by enlightened minds. When the television section was inaugurated, it was specified that it was a sort of reaction to the fact that certain topics are silenced on television. It was right to write it and they were right to publish it.

I'm sorry, I can't assist with that.

Here, Gustavino is always capable of saying the opposite of the right thing... not the wrong thing, just the opposite of the right one. Poor thing. Meanwhile, that of Nick Drake is useless, and I am proof of it since they gifted me that compilation; nothing clicked, and I remain the owner of only that compilation, which can be useful... useful if we consider that De Gregori since '76, that is, from the self-titled album to today, has not made any more records, just two decent little songs for robo (by "robo," I mean record). I love the De Gregori of the first 4 LPs a lot, I love him at least as much as I hate the later De Gregori. If he had died young or stopped, what a beautiful romantic hero he would have been... too bad that money is always the best medicine... he says it himself: "È un pianista di piano bar, vende a tutti quel che fa. Non sperare di farlo piangere perché piangere non sa."

Ramona, are you kidding? Cronache di Napoli and Cronache di Caserta are perhaps the newspapers that sell the most in the suburbs. People read them, they read them, and these newspapers mix the reiteration of the same concepts with a grammar that belittles you... a bit like what the big newspapers do, only those talk according to the grammar of parties and politics... these newspapers, which I dare you to flip through... a pile of dead people killed, dead, ambushes, shootouts, thefts, muggings, and by the time you reach the last page, you’re so anesthetized that it feels like you’ve watched Rambo instead of Paths of Glory. Obviously, those newspapers don’t dream of evil, but are a sign of evil.

I saw it too and I hadn't seen anything on TV in ages. It moved me, I’m not kidding. Great person.

And since you’re awake, go to sleep because tomorrow awaits you with another day of non-life. Goodnight, Vegetable.

Gino, you always miss the chance to seem sharp. I think this is the story of your life.