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Self-irony is present, don't worry Melisso. I’m not laughing here because you make me cry. I don't understand why every review has to end with a trial of my character; I mean, I know... and it amuses me too, every now and then, and flatters me, so keep going. Bye.

1. My being a jerk is exactly like when Henry Rollins shouted into a stinky microphone, "Rise Above"... to go beyond, not to improve. 2. Since it's impossible to speak with due knowledge on debaser (I’m sorry, I can’t help but treat you like trained monkeys), I will let Pasolini speak: "Tolerance, you should know, is only and always purely nominal. I don't know a single example or case of real tolerance. And this is because 'real tolerance' would be a contradiction in terms. The fact that someone is 'tolerated' is the same as condemning them. Tolerance is actually a more refined form of condemnation. In fact, to the 'tolerated'—let's take the black man as an example—it is said that he can do whatever he wants, that he has the full right to follow his nature, that his belonging to a minority does not mean inferiority at all, etc., etc. But his 'diversity'—or better, his 'guilt of being different'—remains identical both in front of those who have decided to tolerate it and in front of those who have decided to condemn it. No majority will ever be able to erase from its consciousness the 'diversity' of minorities. It will always, eternally, fatally be present." 3. Thierdeye, you are a good person; you believe there is goodness and reasonableness in everyone… I am convinced that there is little goodness (which I do not equate with what is right. It is not axiologically determined… goodness in this world rhymes with sickness) in people. There are few capable of recognizing and understanding ideas. I don't know if I am capable, so I withdraw, rejecting the oligarchy and trying to live in the strictest autarky, trying to open the door as little as possible. In short, I’m not writing a review for the debaser audience (if I were writing it for the debaser audience, I couldn’t bear to mistreat myself so much), I write for myself, only for myself and I’m not commenting to exchange opinions. I walk my own path, and I don’t say those who love me should follow me; I don’t say anything at all... that is the point.

I will never be a progressive... I seek to go backwards, never forwards. Consistency is the worst defect a person can have and fortunately, it is alien to me. Clear, Melisso? If I called you Melissa, out of politeness I would insert a bit of "tolerance" between you and me, which would only be a minimal acceptance of your or my differences. So, to add to what Thiedeye said, there should be neither "tolerance" nor "intolerance", but "a-tolerance" that is neither a sly acceptance nor an explicit rejection, but rather a sincere live-and-let-live (if it is possible), a "I don’t give a damn" that would benefit everyone... It’s clear that this is impossible in a world where everyone is trying to resemble others. Did you read the review and find progressivism in it? Wrong. Pasolini, for what you understood, was not at all a progressive. Read some of his essays (maybe "Scritti Corsari" or "Lettere Luterane") and reality will become evident. So I don’t see why the review of an author who had as the foundation of all his thoughts the fight against progressivism should be progressive. Bye Melisso.

useless? it's my opinion, which counts at least as much as yours, and consequently your 4 is useless too, right?

Even if well done, I can't agree with even half a syllable of your review because I start from the dogma that the Smashing Pumpkins are just the best of the worst, that is to say, the perrimo. Score in tenths.

sure, send them out with a bang

hugogniot, you must be used to rummaging through crap by now, right?

yes, but go tell it somewhere else. I don’t want any trouble in my BAR :)

But then what I'm saying is: do you know how much it would cost me to check the spelling on Word or similar stuff? ZERO and why don’t I do it? Because I couldn't care less about spelling, actually I LIKE spelling mistakes, as Vian teaches... so read the review, give it one star and stop bothering with this spelling nonsense because I absolutely couldn't care less... actually I don’t even reread them, let alone correct them. Haloa and happy Sunday.

Hakoos, what the hell!