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Saturday, February 20, 2010
Tuesday, February 9, 2010
Hiv Symtoms And Be Negative
Friday night is a different
I commented on my facebook eperienza turtle in front of the revelation (to me) of a phenomenon like the femicide in Ciudad Juarez. Once again I meet people who move because the respect of others is not only an expression devoid of meaning. Today I spent my day at the computer to search for information to be disseminated to the few contacts. I feel the weight of endless infamy of belonging to the same race and the same kind of awful men. Then I think that these men are not the only ones to act in ways that I hesitate to define inhumane. Indeed, it seems that there is more humanity practicing violence compared to those in horror. Perhaps those human behaviors are, conversely, inhuman are the peacemakers, the modest, honest, balanced people. Even the other night at the book presentation of Casey has talked about power and connivance, collusion, political malfeasance. Even in Italy there are those who treat women, the poor, immigrants as a commodity available for divertirtìrsi, exploit, gain. Even in Italy there are the narco traffickers and recycling companies and winking to the Mafia or who suffer it.
What, then, caused me so much trouble? The numbers of genocide? hypocritical indifference of those who would be responsible for the defense of the victims? Perhaps the thing that hurts me the most is the goal: fun sex until death. I thought of those poor girls, girls, physical pain, the fear of to cruelty, despair, death as a liberation. And the executioner the next day, when cleared from the blood went to the bar perhaps insulting a mother who asked about her daughter disappeared. How much pain. I often wonder if I had the opportunity to decide the fate of murderers such as how to react. I'm not a judge, I do not have the knowledge and skills and I think that I could not stop in the name of a justice system that punishes with imprisonment. I'd drag the drive to erase the presence of those who did not recognize the sanctity of the body and the integrity of the soul. I know that we fall into a vicious circle and I'm sorry but I do not think there is a possibility of redemption from the depths of that degradation. As for god, it seems so far that does not present or aid for the victims, nor a threat to their tormentors.
I commented on my facebook eperienza turtle in front of the revelation (to me) of a phenomenon like the femicide in Ciudad Juarez. Once again I meet people who move because the respect of others is not only an expression devoid of meaning. Today I spent my day at the computer to search for information to be disseminated to the few contacts. I feel the weight of endless infamy of belonging to the same race and the same kind of awful men. Then I think that these men are not the only ones to act in ways that I hesitate to define inhumane. Indeed, it seems that there is more humanity practicing violence compared to those in horror. Perhaps those human behaviors are, conversely, inhuman are the peacemakers, the modest, honest, balanced people. Even the other night at the book presentation of Casey has talked about power and connivance, collusion, political malfeasance. Even in Italy there are those who treat women, the poor, immigrants as a commodity available for divertirtìrsi, exploit, gain. Even in Italy there are the narco traffickers and recycling companies and winking to the Mafia or who suffer it.
What, then, caused me so much trouble? The numbers of genocide? hypocritical indifference of those who would be responsible for the defense of the victims? Perhaps the thing that hurts me the most is the goal: fun sex until death. I thought of those poor girls, girls, physical pain, the fear of to cruelty, despair, death as a liberation. And the executioner the next day, when cleared from the blood went to the bar perhaps insulting a mother who asked about her daughter disappeared. How much pain. I often wonder if I had the opportunity to decide the fate of murderers such as how to react. I'm not a judge, I do not have the knowledge and skills and I think that I could not stop in the name of a justice system that punishes with imprisonment. I'd drag the drive to erase the presence of those who did not recognize the sanctity of the body and the integrity of the soul. I know that we fall into a vicious circle and I'm sorry but I do not think there is a possibility of redemption from the depths of that degradation. As for god, it seems so far that does not present or aid for the victims, nor a threat to their tormentors.
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