EBOOK - Grandi Opere
The Infrastructure of the Absurd.
A reading of major works of Mark Cedolin you can learn many things, but above all there are many elements in reflection.
For the first time, a text brings together all the "human knowledge" on the current situation of so-called Grand Opera, both nationally and around the world. All meticulously in order con una grande completezza di informazioni.
Potete trovare tutti gli intrecci delle società interessate alla loro realizzazione, la ramificazione dei loro collegamenti con il sistema politico e con i mass media, la trama di una legislazione fatta ad hoc, le connivenze tra interessi finanziari privati e spesa pubblica, le corrispondenze a livello internazionale nel contesto della globalizzazione. È un vero e proprio mondo parallelo, quello che ci viene descritto in questo testo, nascosto dietro le quinte come le mani dei burattinai che tirano i fili e fanno sgambettare e agitare i burattini sulla scena....
Marco Cedolin entra nei meccanismi psicologici che hanno condotto un sempre più alto numero di persone a innamorarsi the "big", to chase the record, to seek control over nature. And in the end, attention must also be spontaneous on the committees of citizens, who are starting to react: it highlighted how those who are beginning to oppose the development model is to be actually "normal people", not the extremists, Luddites, troublemakers or deviant, and be aware of the fact that the very person normally forms part of the company is called upon to make a reflection on what path you must take to their future.
This eBook version of the Great Works also contains an update on the situation that most TAV other saw, recently, some "evolution".
Available on Arianna Editrice
Wednesday, July 21, 2010
Sunday, July 18, 2010
Lab Reports Over Osmosis And Diffusion
Date un ombrellone anche a me
Marco Cedolin
E'arrivato really is time to pull the plug, also because otherwise a heat stroke may do so peremptorily for me.
7 months were difficult for these early years, filled with gloomy forebodings, riddled with tragedy, without a moment's requiem, so that when you decide to make them eat bread and optimism, suddenly disappeared from the table the bread and you get Only the optimism, not edible, low calorie and probably also genetically modified.
I "enjoyed" della crisi economica, trasformatasi miracolosamente in una ripresa , costituita da imprese che chiudono, famiglie messe in mezzo ad una strada, ricatti occupazionali ed altri regali assortiti volti a praticare l’eutanasia di qualsiasi residua prospettiva occupazionale.
Ho tremato per la pandemia dell’influenza suina che fortunatamente ha risparmiato la vita di decine di milioni di persone, ma purtroppo ha fagocitato centinaia di milioni di euro, sotto forma d'inutili vaccini commissionati alle multinazionali farmaceutiche.
Ho passato molte notti di Gennaio e Febbraio a presidiare delle drills with 10 degrees below zero, unable to decide whether they did more harm to the batons distributed rain or low foot end in opalescent ice cubes. I am horrified
before the massacre perpetrated by the Israeli army against the peace of the Freedom Flotilla, without the horror that has been eased slightly from the words of Minister Frattini, feel compelled to thank Israel for its bonhomie ....
I do not understand subtle unconscious mechanism which I have found to talk about the economic crisis, right now I can enjoy the symmetry of umbrellas open before me, the swaying of the girls walking in a costume straight out of a kaleidoscope and that scent of sunscreen only to hear that already puts in a good mood.
E 'was hard to get here. Closed more than 6 hours by car, often at a crawl, the implacable sun shot its rays on the assassinations of dry river in rubber sheet, with the arrogance of pretending that that belt to save my life, I stuck to the seat of velvet in a sort of makeshift sauna.
Who knows why I felt ridiculous, their headlights on to illuminate the light, the headset heavily embedded in the right ear, the safety net for the insulation in my luggage department pinsher of 37 cm from certain whether he knew the power of speech was more than a few words to say to me.
I deserved this gust of wind I caress your hair, as I try to carve out my square meter of freedom on the shore.
were months of considerable psycho-emotional stress, swine flu to evoke atavistic terror of the plague, the recession in the abyssal chasms to open their wallets, the collapse of employment to let you know that in the future that speaks the language of Eden Progress can only sustain limited periods of time in your life.
Cryogenics I found to be still in its infancy and plus a lot of expensive, so I could not help but live with the worm that he would ask me what I ate in times of surplus, while the idea of \u200b\u200boptimism genetically modified from the apparatus was still beyond convincing.
However, these thoughts are like nagging flies, so far from the athletes who happily next to me jumping to the music in the paradise of water aerobics. Let me put in the disengaged
chatter of people in line at little bar, Fiumara human tarantolata like me from the fantasy of something chilled.
Think incinerators handling waste inside our body, just worry about the massacres of civilians in Afghanistan and the massacre of the Palestinian people just drink liters of discontent that lead to pessimism for no reason.
Even cell phones that play repeatedly in the sun or the sun 24 hours that is reading this elderly gentleman with a beard before I manage to bring me back to reality.
I chose to unite with my compatriots in an overdose of healthy egotism and even bombs knocked the nails out of me here.
Maybe the recipe is this optimism, the reality is not so bad, just close your eyes and miraculously disappears, as in a fade.
Marco Cedolin
E'arrivato really is time to pull the plug, also because otherwise a heat stroke may do so peremptorily for me.
7 months were difficult for these early years, filled with gloomy forebodings, riddled with tragedy, without a moment's requiem, so that when you decide to make them eat bread and optimism, suddenly disappeared from the table the bread and you get Only the optimism, not edible, low calorie and probably also genetically modified.
I "enjoyed" della crisi economica, trasformatasi miracolosamente in una ripresa , costituita da imprese che chiudono, famiglie messe in mezzo ad una strada, ricatti occupazionali ed altri regali assortiti volti a praticare l’eutanasia di qualsiasi residua prospettiva occupazionale.
Ho tremato per la pandemia dell’influenza suina che fortunatamente ha risparmiato la vita di decine di milioni di persone, ma purtroppo ha fagocitato centinaia di milioni di euro, sotto forma d'inutili vaccini commissionati alle multinazionali farmaceutiche.
Ho passato molte notti di Gennaio e Febbraio a presidiare delle drills with 10 degrees below zero, unable to decide whether they did more harm to the batons distributed rain or low foot end in opalescent ice cubes. I am horrified
before the massacre perpetrated by the Israeli army against the peace of the Freedom Flotilla, without the horror that has been eased slightly from the words of Minister Frattini, feel compelled to thank Israel for its bonhomie ....
I do not understand subtle unconscious mechanism which I have found to talk about the economic crisis, right now I can enjoy the symmetry of umbrellas open before me, the swaying of the girls walking in a costume straight out of a kaleidoscope and that scent of sunscreen only to hear that already puts in a good mood.
E 'was hard to get here. Closed more than 6 hours by car, often at a crawl, the implacable sun shot its rays on the assassinations of dry river in rubber sheet, with the arrogance of pretending that that belt to save my life, I stuck to the seat of velvet in a sort of makeshift sauna.
Who knows why I felt ridiculous, their headlights on to illuminate the light, the headset heavily embedded in the right ear, the safety net for the insulation in my luggage department pinsher of 37 cm from certain whether he knew the power of speech was more than a few words to say to me.
I deserved this gust of wind I caress your hair, as I try to carve out my square meter of freedom on the shore.
were months of considerable psycho-emotional stress, swine flu to evoke atavistic terror of the plague, the recession in the abyssal chasms to open their wallets, the collapse of employment to let you know that in the future that speaks the language of Eden Progress can only sustain limited periods of time in your life.
Cryogenics I found to be still in its infancy and plus a lot of expensive, so I could not help but live with the worm that he would ask me what I ate in times of surplus, while the idea of \u200b\u200boptimism genetically modified from the apparatus was still beyond convincing.
However, these thoughts are like nagging flies, so far from the athletes who happily next to me jumping to the music in the paradise of water aerobics. Let me put in the disengaged
chatter of people in line at little bar, Fiumara human tarantolata like me from the fantasy of something chilled.
Think incinerators handling waste inside our body, just worry about the massacres of civilians in Afghanistan and the massacre of the Palestinian people just drink liters of discontent that lead to pessimism for no reason.
Even cell phones that play repeatedly in the sun or the sun 24 hours that is reading this elderly gentleman with a beard before I manage to bring me back to reality.
I chose to unite with my compatriots in an overdose of healthy egotism and even bombs knocked the nails out of me here.
Maybe the recipe is this optimism, the reality is not so bad, just close your eyes and miraculously disappears, as in a fade.
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