Friday, 31 October 2008
Thursday, 30 October 2008
"Maroni (Italy's current home secretary) should withdraw the police from the streets and the universities, infiltrate the students' movement with agents provocateurs ready for anything and give the demonstrators a couple of weeks to rampage shops, set fire to cars and turn the cities upside down [...] After which, backed up by popular support, ambulance sirens should drown out those of the police [...] in the sense that the police should show no mercy and make sure that everyone ends in hospital. Don't arrest them, given that the magistrates would release them immediately, just beat them up and beat up those teachers who stir them up [...] above all the teachers [...] I don't mean the old ones, I mean the young women teachers [...] There are teachesr who indoctrinate the children and take them onto the streets: criminal behaviour!" (“Maroni […] dovrebbe ritirare le forze di polizia dalle strade e dalle università, infiltrare il movimento con agenti provocatori pronti a tutto, e lasciare che per una decina di giorni i manifestanti devastino i negozi, diano fuoco alle macchine e mettano a ferro e fuoco le città. […] Dopo di che, forti del consenso popolare, il suono delle sirene delle ambulanze dovrà sovrastare quello delle auto di polizia e carabinieri […] nel senso che le forze dell’ordine non dovrebbero avere pietà e mandarli tutti in ospedale. Non arrestarli, che tanto poi i magistrati li rimetterebbero subito in libertà, ma picchiarli e picchiare anche quei docenti che li fomentano […], soprattutto i docenti […] non dico quelli anziani, certo, ma le maestre ragazzine sì. […] Ci sono insegnanti che indottrinano i bambini e li portano in piazza: un atteggiamento criminale!”)
Wednesday, 29 October 2008
Tuesday, 28 October 2008
Saturday, 18 October 2008
Wednesday, 15 October 2008
The new deputies and senators aren't buying the Financial Times or the Wall Street Journal either. Maybe it isn't a political thing at all. Maybe they just don't like reading.
Tuesday, 14 October 2008
Monday, 13 October 2008
Sunday, 12 October 2008
Saturday, 11 October 2008
|2008-10-11 anti-berlusca march|
Friday, 10 October 2008
Wednesday, 8 October 2008
Since Parris will not dirty his hands by entering theological discussions with his readers, perhaps I might answer for religious believers in the purely utilitarian terms which even the lofty Parris is bound to engage with. We disapprove of homosexuality because it is clearly unnatural, a perversion and corruption of natural instincts and affections, and because it is a cause of fatal disease. The AIDS pandemic was originally caused by promiscuous homosexual behaviour. Such promiscuity is itself an evil because its perpetrators merely use others indiscriminately for their own gratification, treating their fellows as sex objects and as means to an end rather than as ends in themselves. I should have thought that Parris, having rejected religious belief, might want to construct his moral beliefs on this Kantian humanistic imperative. But I suspect he is not really interested in morality of any kind - except as a special plea to excuse his lust for gratification at whatever cost to human dignity and the sanctity of human life.
It is time that religious believers began to recommend specific utilitarian discouragements of homosexual practices after the style of warnings on cigarette packets: Let us make it obligatory for homosexuals to have their backsides tattooed with the slogan SODOMY CAN SERIOUSLY DAMAGE YOUR HEALTH and their chins with FELLATIO KILLS. In addition the obscene "gay pride" parades and carnivals should be banned for they give rise to passive corruption, comparable to passive smoking. Young people forced to witness these excrescences are corrupted by them.
Let me continue the comparison with smoking which is banned in most public places. Those committing homosexual acts in public places - such behaviour being a crime in any case under the Homosexual Reform Act of 1967 - should be arrested, tried and punished. Parks, open spaces and public lavatories would at once become more wholesome places. There ought to be teaching films shown in sex education classes in all our schools. These would portray acts of sodomy and the soundtrack would reinforce the message that it is a filthy practice ending with the admonition: "We do, after all, know the importance of washing our hands after going to the lavatory."
I love the idea of passive corruption, although presumably one could be passively cleansed later by watching Peter Mullen commit adultery with a female parishioner, something he appears to have done some years ago. And I'm fascinated by what the soundtrack might be as schoolchildren watch acts of sodomy during their sex education classes, a concept so radical that even the most fervently proselytising gay would blanch and quail at the thought. Any ideas?
Tuesday, 7 October 2008
"I do feel publishers are under very strong pressure to sell books rather than encourage long-term readers. They have not asked me to dumb down ... but I have a feeling there's a problem. I write literary novels but I can sense my publishers have difficulty in selling me as a genre ... whether in literary fiction, or women's fiction or shopping fiction. They don't quite know whether I'm highbrow or literary," she said.
"Let us make it obligatory for homosexuals to have their backsides tattooed with the slogan SODOMY CAN SERIOUSLY DAMAGE YOUR HEALTH and their chins with FELLATIO KILLS."
A Muslim cleric in Saudi Arabia has called on women to wear a full veil, or niqab, that reveals only one eye.
Sheikh Muhammad al-Habadan said showing both eyes encouraged women to use eye make-up to look seductive.
Sunday, 5 October 2008
What’s said remains in the idea of
a certain generosity of saying it,
of speech. The sink’s been blocked
for a week and not until yesterday
did we get some acid. I’m glad
you’re in love. Will it last and,
even if it doesn’t, will you care?
Is that what you intended, for
it to last? For example, I also
love you. A photograph of an almost
empty place, because the people
were walking too fast to be seen,
is another surrender to method that
garners and protects the eventful
silence, and so we’re appalled by
the chemical odours and I, angry,
expect that what’s seen in your
‘blindness’ is merely the figure of a
woman, rushing to scream at the
photographer, who won’t be there.
There is also the utterance
of the fool’s music to be listened to
with as great attention as you
give your own
flat or mysterious dreams.
Invention on the edge of the void.
Stars on the line speak tersely of
and it touches us for this evening
I too should like to be loved.
That fricative dark I
the net where it may.
Its curious bifocal effect, like
observing the casual panorama of language,
is literally an effect
in passing, its
every phenomenon is regional, reading
off foolish grids into truth
and the metaphors
we love as our own, revealed.
A humane, political loneliness,
the clouded mirror over the entrance,
your eyes looking up
and rounding on the asymptotic line,
which is also without end
as placid space mimics itself.
And I don’t have to
apologise or make myself scarce
because I am not the subject
of their concern,but also a spectator.
In the early light of the morning,
for instance, it remained as a wish to be
companionable and was straightaway
erased and there was the pentimento
which was only a come stain on the sheet
fondly ‘remade’ as a model for future
delight-filled emotional hours in the
company, in the company of admiring
stares where you are smaller than,
hiding behind, what is looked at, more
concealed than what is concealed in your
arms, which is merely restless and
anxious to be gone into the dark,
that silvery mind that reflects your
slightest wish and pushes the tentative
on. Into action and the great claims
made for it and pearly days lit from
an almost notional above and, hanging
over that, the pestering and abuse
and the layers of differently coloured
sand in the bottom become oddly
confused as the lowest levels percolate
up, like wanting it hard and often.
And the vigilantes also prefer this hour.
Saturday, 4 October 2008
“Say it ain’t so, Joe! There you go pointing backwards again ... Now, doggone it, let’s look ahead and tell Americans what we have to plan to do for them in the future. You mentioned education, and I’m glad you did. I know education you are passionate about with your wife being a teacher for 30 years, and God bless her. Her reward is in heaven, right?”
Friday, 3 October 2008
The cherry on the cake? The deputy dean and head of the faculty of medicine, a certain Luigi Frati, whose votes were decisive in Guarini's election as dean, has also been investigated for nepotism. His wife and two children all work, you guessed it, in his faculty.