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The author, a former pupil of Nunziatella, is a distinguished scientist, physicist and mathematician in the world, the inventor, among other things, the formula for generating prime numbers.

the Information Age with its reality shows and talk shows are all a bit 'Pinocchio between cat and the fox, a little a little Gianni Costello believe in Toyland, driven to make tronista or valleys, but above that in forgetting that they were 150 years, our ancestors fought peers, gave life and blood for what was the unification of Italy in three colors: white, red and green.
Where 'the future?
What are the values \u200b\u200bwhich we inherited from the recent past?
But above all, where are those who should remember?
A country without memory and 'a country without a future! The information of the web
remove rubbish if our history, elide the memory, let us be overwhelmed by the swirl of dissonant noise of a company that wears out, fragments and divides and feeds us the lowest paucity of human nothingness.
In a future of women and feminine men escort television there seems to be more 'space for doctors, engineers, researchers and managers real: there is' only the space of that "wasting time who knows more, sorry."
Everything 'contiguous and flash on the web, so dies the space-time physics two millennia by Newton and Galileo, Einstein, Hawking and Penrose.
But where and 'time to think?
What 'was that of Alexander the Great said that resonated in the mind before the battle, whispering "prudence in deciding, acting quickly"? So we live between
net economy, e-commerce world of the rich and the poor, without means, even if the company is disappearing, with a loud voice says that there is to eat only to live among and information counter, to be numb in the spirit in a gymnastics gym housing.
Diversity and plurality made the history of the beautiful country that has managed to charm the world, but now one of rubbish, intrigue and conspiracy, false the public policy and common interest, looks more like a hippo Country: yes, a hippo in mud, unable to move despite its strength, because of its size to quell'inerzia unbalanced.
But are we really sure that there is no other possibility?
We just have to choose whether to steal, cheat and sold for the last among the rich, or be honest, and professional culture, sinking between the mass of the poor, the unemployed, the window of a TV that can no longer look? No
perhaps there 's another chance!
Perhaps those who made the '68 and took over the country - robbing our dreams, desires and aspirations - are showing the limits of congenital blindness, which then could not keep up at school, choosing the path and way of protest against the one of real growth, with the sweat and sacrifice for a company who could be all and for all and not a political color. They chose the easier way, that the voice of the riser. But that model may not work today, today we can no longer afford in an era of globalization and internationalization, for those who own the wealth of the country and is' beyond the wall between the deafening sounds of newsboys information has not heard for pure hear before and after listening and understanding the truth.
Today you can only choose to take the field, in the battlefield and that 'our uncivil society, embracing arms. Yes, armed to avoid being overwhelmed. But armed with tools such as war? Certainly not with guns, machine guns or bars, but armed with culture, knowledge, skills and values, those values \u200b\u200bthat we were not able to pass because too hastily covered up and put the margin of a company called progress that the spasmodic power consumption. Then in the name of consumption were the good that could navigate and tap the bank not to scupper the Italian system. With those few are here today under a roof of democracy that allows us to at least the poor even say out loud that we're there, unlike some countries where it still is not 'can tell. But there 's also to say that today is no longer enough to be good, there is' space and perhaps only for excellence and' what should pursue without delay, with discipline, desire and devotion to style, class, elegance, kindness and attention for the next values \u200b\u200bcan be brought to light by the collapse of the shifting sands of the last thirty years.
In the information age we found these lost values, are the young people to have covered up those truths in its DNA, the future that you call it hacking or cracking and now 'already gone to war to make room for the twenty-first century , which is' already begun. The Infowar
more than an American can be the awakening of conscience, the output from the swamp mediocrity, the reaffirmation of those principles merit so exalted by many, but applied by anyone. About
assessed guests currency? Mediocre
curriculum judge the competence of today without even understanding the human dimension that we define and call in many capacities. If you would relive today
Garibaldi, would fight his battles on the web, but maybe someone there would also be able to regulate the new theater of battle, this new oversized collapse that made the space-time blending into one physical space and real cyberspace. While the web today
by troglodytes, ignorant, incompetent decision is left to itself, like a jungle in the hands of criminals and those who has the strength, will and overcome the evil intentions of others, having discovered a new tool of oppression, then as a call to arms Garibaldi is the responsibility of those who know ', the tool also be able to bend to human will to justice, fairness and humanity.
in a society where we are used to choose between equality and freedom of the left of the right, and 'time to make our choice. Maybe we could choose more than two hundred years ago as the French did not opting for one or the other thing, but on the renewal of strength with a new resurgence based on the triple freedom, equality and brotherhood. Then choose for the fraternal unity and still win, because the
ITALY IS NOT OVER AND TRICOLORE not burn.

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In the spring of 2007, in Palermo, a pupil at school media had teased a friend, giving him nicely fennel and doing nicely cry in front of the class. The old professor of letters was fierce against the comedy, and instead send it to the test of 'Friends' had put him behind the counter to write a hundred times in his notebook "I'm an idiot." He had written a hundred times "moron" without the i, thus proving that you have what it takes to break through not only television but also in Parliament. Then he ran to complain to my father, who faced intolerable all'affronto inflicted on the intellectual branch of the family had reported the teacher to the police, not before they had yelled at him, "My son is a moron, but she's a great c. .. '.

It took some time to get justice, but yesterday at the end of the tormentor was convicted: one year prison sentence for abuse of a means of discipline, despite the prosecution had asked only 14 days. Whether you need a lesson, dear teachers. The next time a student will humiliate a fellow in front of all, add to the chorus your guffaw and will have nothing to fear. Provided that the humiliated not hang in the bathroom, as sometimes happened, because then you will be accused of having failed to prevent the tragedy. And the funny humorist Palermo finally vindicated? Imagine him grown, his own father, intent on writing the book a hundred times "I am intelligiente" and this time not to forget the i.

Recently, the fathers of bullies and girls who participate in the celebrations turning into a desert in the media, what could have happened??, What do you think??

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Yesterday, during the TG2 h. 13.00, I heard the prime minister criticized the journalists, guilty of having minimized the growth of GDP, because they did not consider the enormous public debt inherited from the left and failed to recognize the merit in having dealt with the international economic crisis better than any other Western country.

Berlusconi's words are easily refutable, but I have no interest and desire to do it, now also prevented like me is able to "navigate" and, through the Internet, everyone may be able to analyze all of the issued Financial in the last twenty years, and form their own idea about the merits and faults of various governments.
What I do today is to talk about petty economy, that which touches our pockets, and I want to do it in a perspective of mere comparison because I just can not understand how certain things, by the appearance simple and obvious, are always represented so convoluted and difficult to understand, or am I that I speak to simpleton surface or there is something wrong.
reducing the essential items that make up the revenue and expenditure of the state, we can say that the former are represented by production activities (at least in part) and of tax revenues (mostly) while the latter are reflected in the costs for the functioning of government, in social welfare and funding to local authorities (regions, provinces and municipalities). Setting aside the proprietary aspects, we could say that public debt seen at the end of each financial year is similar to the loss budget of any company that is private and is determined by the difference between expenditure and revenue of the year.
Considering that our state is not able to increase revenues for productive activities and reduce expenses for the functions of government, the debt can be reduced only by increasing taxation or reducing unemployment benefits and funding to local authorities. The reflection of public debt on the economy in general is determined by the fact that only by maintaining this within an acceptable limit, the government would not need to resort to increased taxation and, consequently, companies might spend more on production, while families would feed consumption. I do not know
you but I never heard any politician, belonging to any color, say on which of these rumors will work to improve things and, beyond redundant meaningless buzzwords, I always had the feeling that every single measure sought to protect or to benefit a single category rather than a balanced budget.
Tremonti said that with its latest Budget has reduced output and this is an undeniable fact because it has cut a lot of money but said that now will work on growth by focusing on three main areas: the liberalization of the arts and professions, the plan house, the enhancement in the south of broadband. The liberalization of
arts and the professions is also a dot of the left which they claim authorship of the saying that the right is just a facade because Alfano has already said that the procedures will be implemented with the agreement of professional bodies (if you put your mouth the organization that tends to protect itself liberalization that is), but what would be the best effects of growth? The indiscriminate increase of bars, shops, pharmacies, lawyers, accountants (I want to see who touches notaries), etc, etc, etc, will lead to an increased state tax revenue or a decrease in expenditures for unemployment benefits? I would not believe even if I may say Nostradamus. The plan
home in urban or financial, may affect the marketability of this best type of asset and an increase in employment of firms in the sector but it is known that the increase of this market has always been characterized by volatility other types of investment and easier access to bank credit, these items can not be found at this time. The public benefits that might result from this type of asset, they would, then, with the advent of fiscal federalism, for the exclusive prerogative of local governments and would not bring any advantage in the state budget.
The increase could give value to south of broadband I have finally completely unknown and are difficult to believe that they will understand even my former neighbors to whom I am sure many will be served up football first and second division.
But you know what I am even more demoralizing, the fact that nobody, not even on the opposite side, speak clearly, perhaps using the abacus in place of demo data, ... .... or am I do not understand!?. Francesco

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You know: Football lights up the passions and the passions do not always obey the laws of rationality.
And when those passions dwell in hearts already which is very hot, you should take sensible precautions, have been too many accidents that have disturbed the quiet life of whole cities: Public Order takes precedence over all other considerations!
It must have been in this compelling logic that the prefect of Trapani, on February 11 last, issued an order requiring that the partitissima of 2nd division "Milazzo-Trapani , expected to take place on Sunday 13 field on the legendary "Cave Polyphemus" in Milazzo, was broadcast live on television.
do not know if that decision has helped to cool the hearts, we know, however, that the "direct"-provided only the area of \u200b\u200bTrapani-occupied screens all over the island, as it happens simultaneously with another "live" on the women's event!
will only unintentional and fortuitous coincidence or was the first experiment is suggesting that the Hon. Alessio Butti?!
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For the meaning and the title directly to ask for an explanation of the Opera ' Artist .

Note: finally our course has an Artist.




----------------- This explains, by the same artist, how did his creative power.


I am deeply honored and equally upset at the criticism expressed by such influential members of civil society and military. Several times during the lifetime of the Opera, my thoughts ran to imagine the reaction of the critics, but never, I would have thought that qualified members of the 150th Course "Montello" had time to devote to art and, above all , were able to criticize so significant.
The realization of the work whose title is: "the pleasures of life" and that is expressed in a tripartite piece took me to my innate joy on a hot Sunday in February after a grueling session of energetic and lonely "Brainstorm ".
On this sad result in the realization of the work is made at the base of a table, a simple table, which is one of the symbols in our lives, the symbol of the pleasure ground of the man who meets his survival instincts with food . For
guzzling man sits. Hence the chair. The combination of the two elements that complete the picture dell'abbuffata us back with the thought that a determined will to transform a classic and elegant buffet of foods eaten in a vulgar amatriciana joined sluts meat (pork) accompanied by carciofoli / Cimaroli (read artichokes).
the pleasure of eating is followed by the more intense, more sensual, more passionate, than the thalamus. And therefore the pyramids of pleasure, at the top, the bed. And here the picture becomes more blurred, the look is lost in space, the thoughts run without stopping, the solution is far away, time passes, the evening falls inexorable as the rule for years now and this evening the sky will be dark soon and then more and more black.
Oh my God! My God! The bed? Now what do I do?? The external aid to those who suffer for years by my side, without losing heart, the symbol of pleasure watching it increasingly difficult to satisfy, and acts on the Modenese here in a while to get the man of all solutions, "ETTORE" .
L 'man who never has to ask ... ... ... ... Man.
With his help in a few seconds, put the symbol of pleasure and climbs over the balcony railing finally entered the bedroom.
And yes, my dear art critics. You have finally understood the meaning of what you have defined work?
I was trying to deliver the first floor of the house that I have at the sea bed which was not the door.

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On the occasion of the 150th anniversary of the proclamation of the Unity of Italy, the Institute of the Tape Blue promoted the "March of the Unification of Italy ", which is based in solitary by his own creator blue Michael Maddalena, born 1940
The marchers started from Trieste November 3, 2010, after traveling throughout the country, including islands, touching every region's capital, will reach Turin on March 17, after covering 4215 km in 112 days and stages of 35-40 miles.

On 8 February, the walker has arrived by ship in Naples and is moving up the peninsula toward Rome. Before reaching the capital, where Madeleine support at Anzio, Saturday, February 12 will pay tribute to the dead buried in the cemetery of war American Neptune at 11.00 and those buried in the cemetery at English 12.30.

On February 13, Magdalene will pay tribute to the fallen Germans buried in Pomezia, while, came to the gates of Rome, February 14 will be at the Fosse Ardeatine to 11.00. Later, at 12.30, Michelle Maddalena to reach the Capitol where it will be received by the Mayor of Rome, Gianni Alemanno, who will affix his signature on a parchment that has collected the signatures of Presidents of Regions and Communities visited.

Michael Maddalena will stop in Rome a few days and will meet with the President of the Lazio Region Hon Renata Polverini. Also, Thursday, February 17 at 15.00, should meet with the Minister of Defence, represented by Hon. Ignazio La Russa, to report on the performance of the first part of the march, as we know, was able to record the Rossini crescendo of success through optimal logistical support so far provided by the Italian Rotary. In fact, Michael Maddalena had guest on most of the territories of its course, several Rotary Club who have offered him hospitality at the hotels existing in the territories under their respective jurisdiction. During the stop in Rome, Michael Maddalena will host the Dinner of the Rotary Club Roma Prati be held on the evening of February 16, during which, besides the President of the Club, including the Governor of Rotary International District 2080 will mark his signature on the parchment.

The purpose of the march, as well as to raise awareness of the Institute of the Blue Ribbon to a wider audience, is to spread the message of the culture of Valor, without which the unification of Italy, obtained by the revolutions, wars of independence and initiative of many political patriots would not take place.

The march has the patronage of the President of the Republic and the Ministry of Defence


Carlo Maria Magnani
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Modena, 10 February 2011.




(A Modena, as the fog, even the crimson are not like they used to be)
For those who have not recognized that building down the street and station.

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I do not remember now if it 'was when we were in Turin, or Modena: you want, and' age 'in which particular individuals most severely affected.
Well, we were the 150th Course and went on the road of education the legendary eastern border. Gorizia A lunch in a restaurant that had just split from Yugoslavia to a network and there was the old station of the new Gorizia.
Then we were also in Trieste and it was then that I first heard of Foibe. Claudio Magris was our friend who took us to see where the monument shows the "cubic meters" of Italians who were sunk.
we really talk of a private museum (of course I can not remember but it was a Hispanic last name) where they were collected relics and weapons of various types and sizes.
I thank him for giving me yet unveiled what 's been for decades, in Italy, a "dark matter "And I do not think that our instructors at the time (many of whom had gone to war) speak of those events.
Since then, every time I 'happened, I read anything to the argument and I have always moved by the unfortunate fate of those guilty only of being Italian. I remembered when I was in elementary school and the teacher told us that he came from Trieste, and when she left, the soldiers had fired at the station the train, and this fact 'been a mystery until, slowly, in the words of Claudio I began to know what had happened.
Another time, at other times and places, a soldier told me that my His family was miraculously escaped the massacre when the Slavs, after expelling the animals, they had closed the barn and had set the fire.
not want to dwell on the complicity by the Slavs who received some self-styled Italian partisans with a red scarf around his neck. And yet I do not want to remember the discrimination faced by refugees who survived fascists and as such they were considered unworthy to receive even a glass of water at the station of Bologna.
I hope that the Tricolour flutters on our Blog, in fact I am sure, will fly on the 150th anniversary for them. Pope John

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Now is always

little over a year ago I was at Paris for a consultation at a cancer clinic at the highest level with the documentation of my brother suffering from lung cancer. Mine was a journey of hope, "the illusion if you will, but I was ready to do anything to try to give more life to my brother.
A few months ago is gone, does not have it done. And I wanted to write him a letter. Of course our blog is perhaps not the most suitable place to house it .. But these days ... I thought our ceremony in the Great Shrine of the Mother in Turin, and in my mind to bounce off one by one the names of all the other brothers of the 150th who are no longer with us. To them, through the memory of my brother, I wish to address the thought of an unchanged affection.
Pierfranco





It grows in many ways, we become great by putting a lot of things. Too many.
Money, souvenirs, comics and posters, pocket watches, paintings and lamps, old PCs and Lacoste and photos do not look washed out once. It grows in the bank setting aside the memory of memories knowing that change will not become rich and you will not be returned with interest, in fact, written down you will come back, like a rolling stone, like a boulder.
We grow sometimes with other things, putting aside the tears retained, not without pain and unspoken words. Like now, I'm going to take what's left of you, my brother, Gianni. Faedda.
In our language "Faedda" means "speak" imperative that belongs to no one but to everyone.
Faedda.
Speak, that in your last your bed at home, in the silence of a dreadful season indefinite no voice and no peace, only what I wanted to tell and listen to you was, talking, my brother, and tell me again about the things that know.
John, for God's sake! Language
quiet night of a thousand that have spread like a balm on the end of the day, the hopes and anger, pain, anger and the cage that contained both of us and could not stop us, but love us, because we were full of love. John, now that I can not tell you in no way quell'Abacada (peace, calm) that only you, you heard it first unfolding in our homes, because you knew to be many things, not a definite, but many, you can choose the final and also the principle. But even knowing how to rewrite them, because our travel faster than truth lies and could not, like beasts, hang their necks to hook a question and wait, bloodless, the end. It would be given the death in other ways, but certainly not in silence.
Gianni, the memories are here, next to the remote control gate, on a bread and a carasau vermentino waiting for us, here in my house or at home, in your old Lancia Dedra amaranth, Olivetti PC in your house (which made us fight savagely) using paper coated with adhesive on your stubborn patience.
I'm here. Let's go back, please, when your daughters were little girls, when you smiled proud of them. Remember when Frank was about to finish college and Lucilla already showed signs of his talent important? When your wife smile teasing her husband fake surly? And look from your balcony Sassari, our small city of adoption, slamming his head on the shell of a snail from which it can not get out.
Can you hear me brother, can you? Outside, next to the enchantment of these days I put pocket in your illness, pain and anger, I go out on the streets as his only weapon and wield your gentleness, your courage and your boundless generosity and others, other things that you can not say, because we come from a land of few words and then now I rig as a warrior of the most deadly of weapons, the silence.
Back to Forest, we go back to the beginning.
I say, come now at night, come day or come together as lovers reconciled to take what I put aside, something that no one finds my house is not ready.
light a cigarette, or rather two of them breathing the poison and I feel good, better than before, and now, death is a safe that no one can open. Better
well, better. You have the key and then stick it in the lock of the night, the first without you.
And now, somewhere in my life fast and confusing for you these tears I left my brother, were yours for a long time but I could not let them get off on the first face, such as mirrors in which to reflect your pain. Now I'm free to fall Gianni, free to devote himself to the sun this time, and become steam and merge with your spirit somewhere.

If in this time I was not always at the door asking you to enter your thoughts, if I have not always shared with you the bread of your pain and anguish of days drunk, do not think that I forgot about you at any time , my brother, do not think I was away. I was somewhere else to beat on my drums to drive away and tell her sister's death: back later. It is not the time, is not the time.
I am here, next to your absence, to push, even one step further evil, with the oars of our trip. I am here with my pockets full of wonderful days we have built and maintained here, to remember every moment and every step, to review the poems of the day, to remember the taste of wine and feasts, and words of hope, Here, next to what your life has changed.
here, brother, meat that had the same blood from the beginning and has always been able to merge into one to look for those places where people do not know the sea and planted the oar of our going on a ground solid enough to not slide on the sand.
Our sea of \u200b\u200bthe color of the wine that we drank and toasted with which God
Outside the heat is a blanket friend, you must always look for the mica to find the fresh ice or snow ol'ombra, mica or something you need to pray someone to be cool or warm.
I have always been enough, then as now, to know that you were there, and you have always been, at times when life is measured with complicated tools, a safe place. There was no need, at other times, a thermometer outside ourselves to see if it was hot or cold, you just put one on our feet, our skin and our hearts in a row.
Inside, in the corners that you know, in those places that are just our own, we had what we tried, what we find in this and on other days.
Like now, I prepare my desk and expect you to come back and take a seat, your, what is yours and nobody else will.
Now, as then, as always.
So Faedda, speaks in these shadows, break even for a moment the silence, there are already too many lights out tonight, turn on your own, that are mine and ours.
You can hear the music? You can hear it? It tolls for thee. Just for you. Dance.

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Italy my dear,
today was my birthday, my 64th birthday!
E 'was a particularly happy day, I do not want to register because the freaks, or because I received a lot of (some of them unexpected) events of affection, or because my wife Esther has prepared a lunch of fish story: truly, a day to Do not forget!
But, alongside this genuine feeling of sweating humanity, if they have joined another, certainly much less human and dignified, which covers much more birthday and a very different picture: your 150th Anniversary.
I confess, my Italy, I felt almost a sense of guilt in feeling this way peaceful, so happy at an event which, let's face it all, my I did not put anything, and you, our poor and destitute country you about to celebrate your anniversary amid general indifference, or even hostility of certain.
Presidents of powerful private groups hope that the party is not a party "party", but works: you also lose a quarter of an hour of work (sic) for a brindisuccio with plastic cups, but for God's sake, do not you go any further! Want to make: I could go half the recovery of Italy and then to what industry, to celebrate an event that 99% nun of the population jie he bit 'less friezes de ?! Or
Presidents of provinces "self" that, perhaps less hypocritical, claiming to feel strangers in a land that has been misused to their ancestors, why not celebrate just anything, however, that it would be nice quell'inclito representative of civic institutions give up even the lavish funding that state bestows upon his usurper Province each year or all the benefits that the grants.
And I do not go over the list of similar atrocities, because it makes me sick.
I'm very sorry, you know, my poor Italy, already your birth is not that it was the most happy, then you have "united" with the price of hundreds of thousands of deaths that did not even know you existed, then you have boasted as "the power" and you left with broken bones, then you have restored to good physically but I have devoid of any ideals now, finally, you might enjoy at least a day dedicated just to you, now .... you do not want to grant even that.
I would tell you so many other beautiful things for the comfort and make you feel all the affection of many of your children, even though we are a minority, can not do it because otherwise Olivier tells me that they are "dignified" and began to insult me \u200b\u200bas the ultras curve south, you just say, my dear, poor dear, and Italy: as long as there will be us, your anniversary will always be sacred!
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Yesterday I was very happy because after two hours of the war of words with two very bright counterparts (the PM and the party), a friend / client has been acquitted of serious injuries have brought for failure to maintain.
I was deeply convinced of his innocence and wanted to oppose the injustice that led him to the position of defendant, at the end of a career set on honesty and dedication to their work and its purpose.
You understand that the person I am talking about was not a businessman but a civil servant who came to be in that situation as a result of an intricate passage of cards, representing the classic "buck" used by those to whom he could really ascribed the responsibility of the relevant facts in order to create an "apparent truth." The difference is
el'inconoscibilità of reality, for which each gives his own interpretation which can not coincide with that of others, are admirably represented in the Pirandello play where you generate a form of relativism, the belief and exteriority that leads to the impossibility of knowing absolute truth.
Analyzing the last Decree approved by the Cabinet after an unfavorable opinion of the Parliament, as expressed by the Bicameral and, at and above the purely formal one for which, in my opinion, the legality of the act is unquestionable, we a probabilistic assessment of its effects (if it were signed by the president).
The first effect is immediate and is reflected in the political show of strength by Bossi which has thus proved to be in a position to force the Premier, in a time when he has other problems to the head, to give priority to federalism, flagship of the League. In my view, this aspect of the majority of apparently cohesive government, exacerbating the social and political contradictions and we will have a greater use of purchase of the MPs (sleazy haggles from any point of view we want to see it) and a greater aversion to "thieving Rome "Today, on many web sites, in spite of the unification of Italy, there is talk of secession.
The other effect, much more devastating to the substance of the measure and as its application will affect the pockets of Italians. The decree aims to improve the functioning of local governments through direct draw, which means that users will create new forms of taxation different, qualitatively and quantitatively, depending on geographical location. To use the slogan of the Northern League "Each region, province or municipality will spend as it sees what it earns and the fruits of labor of citizens will be used for staff welfare at the place where he lives .... nice, but this is true?
In my view, what the League says it can not be achieved by the application of that decree because it can not be separated from other measures that should be studied and adopted to reduce taxes and national taxes. Most often used legitimate phrase "I was elected by the Italians," but its main campaign slogan was the promise of lower taxes (or not increase). Conversely, if the public will have an increase of heavy taxes to be paid to peripheral bodies without a concomitant decrease in taxation at the national level, it is clear that taxation will be increased, and the mathematics is not an opinion.
Our beautiful country has a very high effective taxation and public debt not sustainable by the average earnings and the significant evasion fiscal revealed itself it really necessary now to prove that it has obtained federalism, among other things not invisible to anyone, through the enactment of a measure incomplete and useless !?.... we can truly say that this is what they want !?........ the Italians will be true that the ministers are working for our good !?..... mah!
... is ... so if you like. Francesco