Monday, January 31, 2011
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Friday, January 28, 2011
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of our SAL ended and sincerely is painful '... I also love embroidery is very slowly coming back really want to embroider?
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Thursday, January 27, 2011
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Today, after having read a good article, I asked myself: what journalists like me? What law? What are followers on Twitter? The Blackberry
I immediately pinned some names. It came out of a personal and instinctive "Canon of the great Italian publishing," which now gives me pleasure to share.
course take it for what it is: an opinion from the bottom up. However, Perhaps, for some inexperienced may be useful to better navigate through the many, too many indecent things that network and newspapers put us under the eyes every day.
When you scroll through pages of online newspapers or Twitter profile, I put down my hat (and start reading) when the signature is one of them. The order is random:
Giuliano Ferrara - Il Foglio
Antonio Socci - Free
Marcello Veneziani - The Journal
Giuseppe De Rita - Il Corriere della Sera
Luca Telese - The Fact Daily
Camillo Langone - The Gazette
Franco Bechis - Free
Gramellini Massimo - La Stampa
Mario Calabresi - La Stampa
Angelo Panebianco - Il Corriere della Sera
Ernesto G. the Lodge - Il Corriere della Sera
David Rondon - Future
Marco Bounce - The Compass Daily
Andrea Tornielli - The Journal
Domenico Leaves - Future
Luigi Amicone - Time
And again, a little 'later over the years but still very sharp, Peppino Caldarola, Giampaolo Pansa and Renato Farina.
appreciate style and panache of other journalists, and Filippo Facci Maurizio Belpietro, but I seem to be missing an ideal horizon. They are good soldiers enrolled, that basically do not like the truth as part of its defense. The same applies on the other side, Marco Travaglio. You do not seem flattery, but I always learn a lot from my director Leporace Paris. And when he writes, by Walter Veltroni (who, perhaps not many people know, is also a journalist). In a little 'I will surely think of others.
PS If you like other columnists, please indicate in the comment as well. I also shared my opinion to know yours.
PS 2: known only at this time that you do not see even a woman. What can I do?
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Monday, January 24, 2011
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Here is the article published in the Daily Tribune on Sunday morning
PINE Suriano
I confess that I have read a little more on the latest legal case of Silvio Berlusconi. Yet that is just enough so that "stumble" in a couple of striking phrases. The article in question is the one published Monday on the Republic by Joseph D'Avanzo. The words are these: "Even those who never deceived the nobility of man, still amazed by poverty, desolation, and scenes of squalor that these papers tell. (...) There is a separate man from reality and life, oblivious of its limitations, with desperate stubbornness that will not make any account with death and illusion, and wants to live like a sultan ever. He wants young bodies ...".
words are true, terribly true. More real large as the author himself, I dare say. What makes me say? The fact that the whole article is a cruel bestow upon a man, Berlusconi, who is the drama of a world. As if the problem of the finiteness and the inability to accept that it was only a matter of Silvio. those words but true, therefore, resonate all the satisfaction of those who impregnated the evil has revealed, the fall of the other. Without a real pity, but unmentionable (in fact, more and more often confess and confessed) cruel taste.
And it is but a taste bitter, D'Avanzo that renders it incapable of understanding how and how much what he says concerning him. Yes, because, as I wrote, here are overturned on a man's words that apply to a world. Or rather, for each man. And if anyone felt offended, if someone felt "out", say they are worth at least for me. Because the human misery of Silvio also my misery. And his frantic struggle against finitude is also my struggle. To which perhaps I do not oppose illuderò of young bodies, but often a lot of ambition, the will to prevail, anxiety realization of my projects as the sole focus of their life, even to the detriment of others. Viewing and treating others because of my goals, just like you do with prostitutes. Things will be more acceptable, less immoral and scandalous, but they are illusions, that I saved from a finite, however unbearable.
As I reflect back I clear the two roads that always arise in the face of evil all'imporsi others. The first is to limit and enjoy the desolation of the other, "beat the monster on the front page" and glory, to feel better. The second is to transform the evil in question, in the opinion to himself. I have had the good fortune, not because of me, to desire, not always but often, the second street. And so those words made me bounce back to the heart most urgent question for the man of all time: what wins this finiteness, this misery? If no illusions games Silvio megalomaniac (which is true), perhaps the mere effort to accept this finiteness, or the illusion of being able to accept? Or is there another way?
These days I came across a letter of Dante, which makes this very topic. It 's the letter to Can Grande della Scala, lord of Verona, who had hosted over the years of his exile. The author devotes gratitude for the definitive edition of Paradise here and it shows the synthetic value, basically the reason why he wrote the whole work. It 's a line that has the force of a dagger. The Comedy purpose would be to "expel those who live in this world from the state of misery and lead them to a state of happiness."
Moving from misery to happiness, from a forest to a beautiful sky. All of us try this, something to win our misery. That mine, D'Avanzo, Berlusconi, one of us all. Someone credible hypothesis? It seems that Dante has. But what did he say words of that "presumption"? What human experience? Life. For this I will come to reflect and write about it. But before you do, I'm going to reread the play. One thing, though, I've noticed: Dante, on the road to Hell, often cries for the plight of many sinners met. D'Avanzo, after all, he laughs. It 's a big difference. And I want to be like Dante.
Sunday, January 23, 2011
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Tuesday, January 18, 2011
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Today, in class, "So gentle and so honest it seems." Dante, Vita Nuova.
"coming from heaven to earth to show miracle," writes the poet Beatrice, kind, honest and "clothed with humility"
"Exaggerated Professor - answer - the miracle that has to do with a better Girl, also known just a greeting ?"... Me
are asked. I answered with another question: "If not for this, what is there to do all the beauty that we happen to meet a beautiful woman, a beautiful landscape, a beautiful gift received, a phrase, a nice gesture? Nothing at all ?"...
I've seen looks serious. I left with the burden of that question. In the end I did it to me. "What we're doing the beauty on earth? Nothing at all? "It's not a question about God, but on the good things ...
Pino
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Hello,
I finished the last leg of SAL that has kept us company throughout 2010, I am very happy that I enrolled in this initiative that has brought me this year to know so many girls and beautiful parteciapare other initiatives.
I hope that this year we go on like this, thanks to all
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Monday, January 3, 2011
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Sunday, January 2, 2011
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A New Year, I never fired. Ten years ago I watched those who did with a sense of superiority. For this she laughed dell'insensatezza costly and serves no purpose "noble." "Just a sad relief," I thought.
Now I have my questions. Looking at them I begin to wonder: what do they seek these men? What do they want? where to shoot? where they hope? what they love?
And I find myself thinking that behind every shooting there is a man who has pledged to do so. He thought, he wanted, chose him. And do not despise the most. I watch the fireworks and watch me, watch. On this occasion I was reminded of this beautiful passage from Cormac McCarthy, that the dear friend Gabriel showed me a couple of years ago. There is an old water trough built with human hands. The main character reflects upon her hands on the man.
"[...] But the man was put there with a sledgehammer and a chisel and had dug a trough of stone that would have lasted ten thousand years. And why? What do you believe that guy? Of course not believed that he would never change anything. One might think that. But I could not be so naive. .. so I thought about [...] And then I think that guy sitting there with the bat and chisel, perhaps a couple of hours after dinner, I do not know. And I must say that the only thing that comes to mind is that the former had a sort of promise in your heart. And I'm not sure going to put me to dig a trough of stone. But I'd be able to do that kind of promise. It is the thing I'd like most of all .... " Cormac McCarthy, No Country for Old Men, Einaudi, 2006, pp. 249-50
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Pino Suriano
Saturday, January 1, 2011
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more clearly than that you die. "homilies should be avoided general and abstract, that mask the simplicity of the Word of God, and unnecessary digressions that might draw attention to the preacher rather than the heart of the Gospel message. It must be clear to the faithful that what is at heart preacher is Christ, who must always be the center of every sermon. "
are the words that Pope Benedict XVI has put on paper in the Post Synodal "Verbum Domini", published on September 30 last year. A serious warning to the homilies of priests. Would not have written words so clear and severe, if he had not had the perception of a bad habit rather widespread in the parishes. I was hoping that would be the right time to put up no more the usual sermon on the consumerism of the Christmas holidays. Nothing to do. I had to suffer the first essay in sermon of Cardinal Martini's Corriere della Sera . Then also in the press local this time to lay signature. And finally, in the parish, where a celebrant (fortunately not that common in my part) did not miss the usual refrain of anti-consumerism. What, with the excuse to make us win the true value of Christmas, more often makes us forget, reducing it to a fit of kindness, or worse, of moderation. The reasons for which, moreover, are almost never expressed in a convincing manner. "To be all better, do not eat, think, do good works." And why? And why just at Christmas? Because you become better, as we often hear people say? Just because it seems the answer to this hiding in the words of priests and, consequently, in the consciences of the faithful. The sermon on consumerism always works, even if not answered this question. In the end he says something true, just and acceptable. Why, then, take it just as fiercely with these recommendations? What would be their limit?
Their limitation is that you can hear anywhere. There is no need to remember Christmas as we are savage and monstrous consumers (not just during the holidays). Nor, a fortiori, there was a need for someone to be born and die on the cross to remind us a bit 'of moderation or some good work to put a good conscience. Much more has come to do. E 'come to discover the world the most beautiful and extraordinary to be: that everything is safe, everything is good, everything is beautiful. Evil does not win, it conquers death. Although it "seems" to win. And so that life is great. Pope Benedict told with beautiful words in his book Jesus of Nazareth: "But what has Jesus really brought, if not brought world peace, prosperity for all, a better world? What brought it? The answer is very simple: God has brought God [...] Now we know his face, now we can invoke it. Now we know the road that, like men, we must take into this world. Jesus has brought God and with him the truth about our origins and our destiny. Only our hardness of heart makes us believe that these are little. "
to say - and be credible - we need people who recognize it. And so - it is due, not proactive - make it visible in the joy that shines from their faces. The sermons on consumerism as well be left to those who have more to say. A priest may communicate something bigger, shelling eyes and hearts to the immensity of this extraordinary gift from God (even his son) and then yes, under this impulse, to invite us to give ourselves, the freer forms and creative. Only in this way raise in the perspective of gift by which all life is conceived, not just some money. And not just in some special time of year.
Moreover, c ome wrote Antonio Socci in recent days, the first Christmas consumerism is just what "two thousand years ago." A real Christmas gifts. On that occasion, gifts of joy came from the Magi from the East - paradoxically the least "social care": gold, frankincense and myrrh offered to those who perhaps had not even bread - even the poorest, the shepherds , they started to make a gift the little they had. What a nice reversal, reversal and that the dedication that only a great joy, and no volunteer force, they can offer. That day, two thousand years ago, there was to be happy, before good. Merry Christmas to all. Including pastors. My voice criticism, even constructive, it is not equal to the courage of their choice of dedication to God that I can not thank them one by one by the mere fact of being there.
Pino Suriano