Yesterday, today, tomorrow and always.
Even in Foggia, which ends up in the newspapers for the crime, for the last places in the rankings by degree of livability. Even fashion is quality people and there a lot, fortunately. And fortunately it is not locked in the house resigned, but took to the streets.
Yesterday I took to the streets with them, with my red coat, with hands and red enamel with a white scarf. Took to the streets fully deployed I admit, but not to a political party, even if my I can always present, but against a way of doing that every time is crumbling foundation of respect.
From time communication in our country is all based on the appearance of women as if women were just appearance. There is no program in which a pair of legs do not surround or something to campaign in which there is a flirtatious glance or a clear reference to sex. You're not good at all. We filled his head with this message, subliminal and injectable routes cross cracked as emancipation or sign of changing times. We are so accustomed to full and no longer make account on which side we are going.
But is not the fault of the skirts that are shorter or heels of that rise, women have the right to show their beauty, but nobody has the right to make it a bargaining chip. The problem is not wanting to make the tissue paper, but the thing you are willing to do to make the tissue paper. Of how we got to thinking that is more normal to lift her skirt, and give it away, to kick up a bar or even worse ending to the parliament, rather than spending effort and sweat in dance schools or books.
Fortuna we wake up, get tired and we are lucky we took to the streets.
are not taken to the streets because they are ugly and are jealous. Honestly, I could tirarmela are not even took to the streets to demand the resignation, I am conscious of the political state of our country, alas, can not offer anything better in the premier. But they took to the streets to take back my respect, what I missed when I renewed the contract of employment because she was pregnant when I found myself with a small daughter and no money. The respect that I miss her as a mother now, forced to pay a kindergarten para-state because there are no state structures to meet my needs. The respect that I miss when sending resumes and not getting any response. The respect that I is lacking as compared to many years I did not study a labor market adequate to accept my offer. And all around invites me to try to raise her skirt to overcome any obstacle, but no thanks, I have a dignity.
took to the streets for my daughter, to be able to bequeath a better future. I do not want green like a utopia, I want to believe in a better future, and I want to do qualcusa to achieve and not be just watching. Because one day I will not feel like the fathers of young Egyptians who have come to shoot him to chase a dream that you are ashamed because their children have had more courage to them that they have remained silent thirty years. In Egypt, have rewritten history in 20 days, what are we missing to do? I do not want silence, I mean mine and I want to say not sell to anyone in the total freedom I have.
Because those troops were not in place camel and make disciples for the next election. In the square there was the power button of Italy, those working, studying, who runs the country and makes it speak with pride of our country abroad.
Who in the event said "if and when that Berlusconi is listening to you?" No, perhaps the premier will never hear my voice, never read this post and perhaps will never know that even existed. But surely he heard the noise that my united voice made all those millions of other items that were in the streets yesterday. A huge event, not seen for some time, which groups together from all walks of ideology, to ask for something important. RESPECT.
respect for our intelligence, which is constantly tested and made patently false statements of truth. Respect for our needs overshadowed, to tell of tricks and escort. How can we speak quietly compensation millionaires for a good night's companionship, when the country struggling to make ends meet? It is this respect for those who gets up at dawn every day, maybe take a train shattered, is to accomplish their duty and do not even see half of all the money you slam on the front page, selling their bodies.
The measure is full, but not in height, in meanness. The levels achieved are really funny, like the choice to put in his underwear, to endorse conduct deplorable state of those who should set a good example .
I do not want the moralist, I just want to say that some would now take responsibility for oneself and to others and decide to turn the boat towards a better horizon.
Yesterday we had the proof that the force is there to do it, now we must put effort and willingness to not to dissolve it into a cloud of smoke.
"We are history, no one will feel offended, we are this lawn of needles under the sky. we are history, attention, no one is excluded. we are history, we us these waves in the sea, the noise that breaks the silence, this silence so hard to chew.
And then you say "All are equal, they all steal the same way."
But it is only one way to convince you to stay indoors when it is closed in the evening. "
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