Today 'on the last day of work before the holidays and then I feel like writing something. Following what I have written on this subject I think of what I leave.
I leave a head of state here in Italy is trying to sell us his reasons in exchange for the 5 billion € uro. And some of us define as its Disneyland.
I leave doctors and midwives who fight in the delivery room and their consequences for mothers and babies: If you can not argue in front of the suffering of a woman giving birth (having seen the birth of my children know at least part of what we speak) and opposite the wonder of the beginning of a new life we \u200b\u200bare not in Disneyland but in the Funhouse, a tunnel without end.
I leave the usual problems faced by Italians every day and to which the political class does not care about merrily. Some might think: what do you care, you have work, family, health. But I can not give a damn even if the problem does not concern me directly. And then we could all feel better, not just a small niche.
Obviously the problems I leave them for the opportunity to say 'cause I will not go' and I will not go away 'for a long time. Cut to a little 'plug andandomene in the mountains to breathe fresh air and to eat mountain cheeses, rye bread, bacon and dried beef without wanting to think at all certain that the world for ten days will be able to' do without me.
Regards.
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