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Dedicated to Mario, Franco, First Librarian

Mario has gone well, silently . Taking with him the kindness and courtesy that old goods now too rare today. He's gone to his will, a will and steely shiny, never really scratched by those 95 years. Nearly a century of beauty, humor, talent, fame rightly deserved. And more kindness, more courtesy, that they should not ever fail. He's gone right in the evening when someone pro-life wanted to talk to someone else, evidently pro death. As if there really someone - removed the serial killer on duty - can be. He left when the mind is too strong in spite of a physicist too fragile. A diatribe impossible to heal.

Our thoughts turn to him, Franco . Same bright decision, the same will, only a handful of years ago. On Christmas Eve this year was ninety years old. It was 2002 and I remember I had just bought an edition of Hound of the Baskervilles with his preface, written together with the faithful Carlo. And as he

First, it was the late eighties. Another bright decision. Another scale. Another diatribe incurable. Another silent cry of love too strong for life.

You flew away like that. You who have left the most precious gifts, the ones to watch, listen, read. Army brancaleone, If This Is a Man, The Sunday Woman . You are flown to a place where not exist any more pro-life or pro death. Where your choices will be respected by nature. Where will continue smiling watching us in this little world that sometimes turn a bit 'backward. We, who continue to fail. We do not stop reading, watching, listening. And live there.

My reading today will Fruttero & Lucentini, The Woman on the Sunday, 1972 . It will be dedicated to the three of you: Mario Monicelli, Franco Lucentini, Primo Levi.

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goes ... by train! Books

Because love means first of all read books, I decided to inaugurate a new branch on the blog people reading . No matter who, where, how and when ... matter I have a book in front (or rear, you never know!). Starting your

by me, whose favorite reading places, in addition to the quilt - in the case had not yet understood - are ... the trains! Ancestral means of transport by rail with which I have now - alas - a relationship that goes from the spiritual (especially when I pray that they arrive on time) to physical (especially during peak hours). And so, to avoid the collapse crushed in the doors, or going crazy with the neighboring seat that does not stop a second to babble nonsense, my only lifeline is put my iPod earphones in his ears and an open book. And everything else, good or bad that is, no longer exists.

So here I am! Directly from Milano-Venezia region in the company of José.

In hand José Saramago, All the names, Feltrinelli, 2010 Print

in his ears: Muse, The resistance , 2009

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snow

Books for winter. Books for white. Books scarf, coat and woolen gloves. Books to read curled up under the duvet, as surprises inside warm human kinder eggs. And above all, those books that once read would like not to have done more for the pleasure of reading .
As the first that came to my mind this morning when I opened my eyes and the window, and saw all that white. Here they are straight from my bookshelf.

Mousetrap the great Agatha, one of my heroines ever, in this classic yellow "closed room" (although, given the mansion in which it takes place, it would be more fair to say "home", but alas I risk falling into terms poco eleganti!). Si tratta di una commedia rappresentata ininterrottamente a teatro fin dalla sera della prima, di cui ieri si è festeggiato l'anniversario: era infatti il lontano 25 novembre 1952 in quel di Londra. Per il resto, c'è tutto ciò che rende i gialli della Christie piccoli capolavori: ambientazione deliziosamente vintage, morti al momento giusto, whodunit e gran colpo di scena finale. E poi, manco a dirlo, naturalmente nevica.

Nevica alla grande anche in Sotto i venti di Nettuno , il primo romanzo letto di Fred Vargas e quello che mi ha fatto innamorare... di Adamsberg. E di cui non svelerò nulla: must be savored to the end without any preview. I remember having had only one regret: having read it in summer, whereas this is just the right atmosphere (cold, hats, duvets ... see above). So enjoy it!

Two great writers for two yellow to bite until the last page. I almost me well I reread them, especially given my talents with great shovel snow I guess for now there is no escape ...

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challenge the Gelmini, and spend time talking about lesbian Lebanese ... Before the gag

It 's interesting to know that in these days of open and often violent student protests across Italy against the Reform Gelmini, public universities, in Here in Milan, the boys and girls have the opportunity to participate in interesting debates on the status of lesbians Lebanese as the one held last November 23:

Tuesday, November 23, 2010, 10:30
Building U6, Classroom 11 - 1 New Square of the University, Milan
The other side of the Mediterranean: presentation and discussion of one of the first lesbian-themed books published in Lebanon
What's life like lesbian, bisexual and transgender people of the other side Mediterranean? What challenges do they face in terms of identity, relationship with themselves and with the family?
What rights are granted and which denied? Beirut is so "other" than in Milan?

The KOB, in collaboration with Arcilesbica Zami, will present the volume Bareed Mista3jil - True Stories, a collection of stories coming out and experience life in LGBT Lebanon.

Saranno presenti due rappresentanti di Meem, associazione di lesbiche libanesi. L'incontro sarà tenuto in italiano e in inglese (con traduzione consecutiva).



Programma:



10.30 Saluto di apertura da parte del Kollettivo Omosessuale Bicocca

10.45 Luisa Bordiga (ArciLesbica Zami) – Alla scoperta dell’altra sponda del Mediterraneo

11.15 Proiezione di video sulla realtà LGBT in Libano

11.30 Presentazione del Gruppo Meem e del volume Bareed Mista3jil – True Stories

12.00 Lettura di alcuni brani del libro Bareed Mista3jil e dibattito con l'autrice.









Insomma, un incontro assolutamente Do not miss ... soon, probably, the various problems of student collectives quibble shunting of trams in Baluchistan and the social status of farmers of cricket in Namibia ...

is to be hoped that discussions to finance certain public subsidies have not been ...

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get dressed up: you go to a funeral!

hard not to admit that he made the right choice. The right book at the right time.
A book that puts everything in the title: because of the funeral ceremony question and massage ... well, because the transition in question was an expert in manual stimulation, in every sense (as it turns out right away!). But the real star, the one that turns a book into something more pleasant, the irony. Ironic irreverent, poignant, elegant yet bold, Bennett gives us from beginning to end (rather than symbolic) row. And what looked like a standard guide on a normal funeral turns into a mocking laugh on the vices and miseries of the human soul. And without too weep over.
all accompanied by a parade of starlets and stars of television more or less famous film, all in some way knowledgeable of deceased masseur. Just like in a movie, seems to have in front of their terrified faces when, during the ceremony, set the suspicion of AIDS: this is the scene without doubt the most successful among many of the book. Which in many ways is also a fierce critic of the church is not by chance, the work will be the holder's own funeral, the father Geoffrey Jolliffe, to think of God as "a bit like a 'too old'. Others do not say, or risk of revealing too much about it that looks more like a funeral party (missing only the martini with olive oil) and that I really wanted to participate, little black dress and veil embroidered handkerchief. I
detto che sarebbe stato uno sciroppo per l'anima. A fine lettura, confermo e aggiungo: è uno sguardo impietoso sull'uomo di oggi corredato da una sana e sonora risata.

Da assumere:
rigorosamente a letto, in pigiama. Come ogni medicina che si rispetti!

Controindicazioni:
averne subito a portata un altro. Bennett è contagioso e si rischia un principio d'assuefazione.

Quotes:

"Si può fumare?"
"Non credo"
[...]
"Comunque all'entrata ho visto un posacenere"
"Quella era l'acquasantiera"

La morte suscita tanta avversione perché mette tutti sullo stesso piano. Di questi tempi le persone agognano qualcosa che le distingua dagli altri. Mentre è proprio la morte a fare di noi degli eletti, uno per uno: l'unica cosa immutabile.

Alla facoltà di teologia il suo tutor gli aveva scritto su una tesina: "Salta all'occhio una certa confusione fra Dio e Joan Crawford"

[Alan Bennett, La cerimonia del massaggio. Adelphi, 2007]

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Heavy rain and syrups paper

Colpa di ieri, giornata inconcludente passata a fare praticamente nulla (ogni tanto succede!). Blame the rain stops for a moment haunt again this weekend. It also guilty of Sunday, the worst day of the week, every time it makes me understand why my ancestors had a headache all the seventh.

For all this, today I have the mental physical spiritual and psychological needs of a book. A book to touch, caress. Smelling the way down. May be small, nothing pretentious. Something that begins and ends in the 24 hours. Something that slides down like a strawberry syrup for the soul.

skim titles in my library, and eventually my eye falls on Ceremony massage by Alan Bennett. A booklet with a cover of a fashion almost pink, with features typical of a book Adelphi: fantastic to touch and scent. I just have to choose whether to get dressed first, or be directly in your pajamas: I know who wins the number two option! Bennett a few years ago I read The Uncommon Reader , and even then it was a nice brown for the throat. We hope that something similar happens today. Then, another small miracle of words and paper will be made.

you later with the final say!

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The Personal Librarian and animals ... "Domestic" vs. Flood

"We were the Leopards, lions. Those who will replace us jackals, hyenas, and all of ocelots, jackals and sheep continue to believe the salt of the earth "


" Shoot the looters! "

Only one of these two sentences belongs to a novel.
I realize how difficult it is to guess which one.

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Books 0-1 =!

right. It will help flood. Instead, he soaked away, unfortunately. Why the paper draws the water, such as honey bees. In fact, a few steps, we have them, the sandbags already leaning against the door, ready on the starting blocks if ever cursed those five meters were still affected dal Bacchiglione. Ma intanto, qualcuno che pochi giorni fa si era ritrovato a combattere con acqua, muri umidi, marcio e rovina, ha deciso di riaprire così. Non abbassiamo la saracinesca in attesa che qualcosa di brutto accada di nuovo, ma riapriamo: mostrando alla gente che passa qualcosa di bello. Qualcosa su cui appoggiare la mente, sorridere e sperare.

Libri .

Che, in effetti, a prima vista non ci azzeccano nulla con gli occhiali. A ben guardare , invece, i due sono culo e camicia. Penso ai presbiti, poveri cecati. Come mio padre che per anni si è ostinato a non mettere gli occhiali dando la colpa alla carta troppo patinata, e adesso li perde ovunque (Especially when we have them hanging from the neck). I think the summer. What if you do not have dark glasses, I challenge you to read on the beach. I think people like me who use them even though short-sighted to read closely, out of habit, convenience, laziness. Why do so librarian (a bit 'of the poor, but never mind).

I think the owners of that shop, what they had in mind in preparing for this showcase. Etrata are not to ask: perhaps I did not want some answers that I did not like. The important thing is that they did.

For those of us crashing down, perhaps with the head somewhere else. For those who will then want to go into a bookstore or library, pick up one and open it. For those who will wonder what does ? and those who copied the idea. For those who understand in an instant what to put under the table because they do not dance (a genius). And who will suddenly want to pick out those buried in some kind of big box store. Or who simply will need a new pair of glasses.

But both are not slow to see something beautiful. Something that for a moment you forget everything else. Something that makes you smile even if behind you is a river within hours because of rain rises. Something that makes you say I start today, and I do so. In my own way, whatever it is. Even with a book.

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Capezzone, former secretary radical past with Berlusconi in 2008, evidently not prepared to take more blows and dusts off his radical ideas are incompatible with the sentiment of the people right of center.
Here then rant after Premier expression for which is "better to look girls be gay" to get a law restricts freedoms to "punish" homophobia .
So, with the brilliant show of talented former pupil of panels, which Berlusconi has won votes with his outside if they go back to the League and Forza Nuova.
I do not believe that the law would punish homophobia ( and who decides, then, that it is homophobia, and who said it, however, that being against homosexuality is bad? ) as one that would stop to think and express ideas on events that affected the Jews during World War II, differing from the Vulgate endorsed by official sources, limited to haunt those who act violently and not only those who think or speak.
Se così fosse, se fosse solo una punizione per chi facesse mulinare i pugni, allora non ci sarebbe bisogno di alcuna legge ad hoc , ma sarebbe sufficiente applicare le norme contro la violenza privata che già esistono nel nostro codice penale.
No, la volontà è quella di conculcare ( anche se parlando di omosessualità sarebbe più appropriato un altro termine similare e assonante ) la libertà individuale e il sacrosanto diritto di pensarla e raccontarla come si vuole purchè non si passi alla violenza fisica.
Così, visto che la legge ancora non c'è e una norma penale non può avere valore retroattivo , I use my school, however, inalienable, to express my ideas. The reason
place to support such a freedom-aberration is the alleged discrimination that the alleged "homophobic" work towards homosexuals.
But it seems to you that homosexuals are discriminated against?
Where?
On television?
the cinema?
cultural context? In
work?
in politics?
Only with great imagination you can think that homosexuals are discriminated against in Italy. Rather
You do not think that we should be forced to vote for a homosexual or include one or more of their friends or invite them at home or maybe go to dinner with the obligation to "punch" at least once a month!
If homosexuality is repugnant to a should be perfectly free to refuse to take responsibility the presence of those who practice .
And this applies to private life as for the public in the sense that it would be appropriate that the "many" man in Parliament is declared, so let's see if the people then, in his infinite wisdom, they would vote again.
There is therefore no discrimination and the contrary, there is an excess nell'assecondarne whims , since we are talking about a law to silence the so-called "homophobic" how to legislate on their claims.
There is discrimination, but nourish it too, and as more and more favors somebody, the more it gets up his claims .
We reached the point where you plan to put additional fees for the obese, is necessary to refrain from smoking even outdoors, but nothing is done against homosexuality , rather it favors those who practice it. Then
understand why you want to impose a gag : trivial because these truths to be silenced and can not be to reflect and convey messages in contrast with those of the Taliban of political correctness.
They both victims, but they train to do the torturers .
do not know if that law passes. If this happens
we will all be less free, but our ideas can not be canceled because civil part of the heritage of humanity .

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(not) "We hope he's gay.".

Mario Monicelli is always was an old fox, and according to the times where pulling sniffed the wind, and sometimes the film came a sign of the times. Thus, in 1986, the latest fires femminsmo, to hire, he turned a sly film, titled as mischievous: "We hope that both female . He made the center, in the sense that won silver ribbons and David di Donatello, we know how certain festivals are always under the hood of progressive critics. In fact, the film did make a few players figure to be fools to men, celebrating the superiority (Aryan?) Race Woman.

Once all of the feminist vein, opening new horizons for future crafty. It is now time for turn "We hope that both gay ", in today 's would stock up on prizes and premietti. And it would champion 'collections.

And then we complain if the external Premier publicly its preference for women than for sodomites. Raise your hand because the parent wants a child pederast!

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