Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Forced To Be Barefoot At School

Thomas Romano. From the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies to the Decline of the South



gladly receive and publish the report sent to us by the author in Sicily and we thank him for having referred to the Committees Two Sicilies in his book.

Good evening, I would like my last book published by Thule "From the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies to the Decline of the South". For more information www.tommasoromano.it, and for any purchases the book is offered by the site www.tecnofferte.it. Thanks in advance.

Friendliness

Thomas Romano


A new must-publication of Thomas Romano: "Since the United Due Sicilie al declino del Sud"

Pubblicato da Thule di Palermo (via Ammiraglio Gravina 95) il nuovo volume di Tommaso Romano "Dal Regno delle Due Sicilie al declino del Sud" (pp 104), un' analisi impietosa della crisi del meridione nata dalla conquista del sud di garibaldini e piemontesi, un ritratto dei principali protagonisti e delle loro contraddizioni, un indagine socio-economica e spirituale sulle reali condizioni del Regno delle Due Sicilie con la dinastia dei Borbone, continuatrice della più antica monarchia del sud. Il volume in sei agili capitoli è arricchito da citazioni illuminanti sulle condizioni pre post-unitarie del meridione, ed ha inoltre una selezione di canti e testi letterari del legittimismo fino a d'Annunzio and Pirandello. The essay concludes with an extensive bibliography on the subjects of bibliographic guidance and a rich selection of photographs and documents, some never seen before. The book is not only an examination of historical documentary, but also offers a political-economic perspective for the social redemption of Sicily and southern Italy. He wrote the famous philosopher Antonio Livi, Emeritus Professor of Philosophy at the Pontifical Lateran University of Knowledge: "I warmly congratulate Professor. Thomas Romano for this well-documented work that sheds new light (of truth) on the history of Italy and the fight (military-political, as well as cultural) to Catholicism. "

Free Streaming Salieri Mario

the Great

Yesterday at 22:30 a phone call gave me the terrible news. Mario Monicelli died. For me it was the greatest director living, after seeing "The Great War" every other movie I thought of a school play this year. I looked over and over again "The Great War" as "A Little Man," "The usual suspects", "L'armata Brancaleone", "My friends", "Ladies and gentlemen, good night", "Bertoldo, Bertoldino and Cacasenno "and" The Marchese del Grillo ". I swear that I paid a few tears thinking that one of the few reasons to be proud of my Italian is gone so suddenly, without much fanfare, in fact Mario Monicelli, confessed atheist, does not want a state funeral. In his last public appearances he addressed the young people, especially students in protest. You must act, he said.
enough, you can not help but kneel before a man like that. Someone who can talk when you hear packages restore hope for mankind. If Mother Nature has created such a genius then wants to give us a chance. Goodbye Mario.

anderai I believe that to feel good. I can not say now that if you pass away
Irai to our paradise of the Christians, now it's your people and your God first,
for sure but I think it will be better than this life that we allotted ...
no longer suffers from the cold ... And the heat ... Neither hunger nor thirst ... Or a staff ... Neither scared ...
But always a beautiful sky and the birds on the branches of trees in bloom
and the angels that will give you the most pagnocche of bread and cheese and wine and plenty of milk and you
say, 'Do you want old? Piglia! Still want it? Just grab, eat, drink, old, full facts.
old And sleep, sleep ... sleep ... sleep '.




Sunday, November 28, 2010

Spinning Bikes For Sale In London

Call Ishmael ... I need.

In the story, as in the literature, there have always been survivors. Shipwrecked fortunate among comrades drowned, survivors of disasters, sinking, mass deportations, human disasters, announced or unpredictable, nuclear accidents, nuclear explosions (there is a that this has been done to Hiroshima and Nagasaki, a subscriber of atomic! ), whaling, curses and prophecies and so on and so on. If I look at literature, I am reminded of the Ancient Mariner by Samuel T. Coleridge condemned to tell the curse that destroyed his crew left alive and he alone, or Ishmael, the apprentice whaler, the only survivor of the disaster of the Pequod and the defeat of Captain Ahab, or Lemuel Gulliver, condemned to tell his stories of dwarfs and giants davanti ad astanti increduli (per fortuna che aveva portato con se alcune pecore in miniatura); potrei continuare con Robinson Crusoe e Ulisse, ma la memoria inizia a vacillare, non ho libri con me e la connessione a Internet non è buona, insomma potrei scrivere delle stupidaggini. Comunque abbiamo capito, sono tutti superstiti che hanno una storia da raccontare, sono la parte fortunata di un disastro.
Anche i libri di storia sono costellati di sopravvissuti: pensiamo ai perseguitati di tutte le guerre, di tutte le epurazioni e le discriminazioni più violente che poi scrivono e raccontano le loro vicende. Più che a chiunque altro, penso a Primo Levi, naufrago della follia collettiva novecentesca, deportato ad Auschwitz e tornato, somehow, I live among the living. The story of Primo Levi, as he himself says, it can easily be compared to the greek myth of Cassandra, a being condemned by the gods to predict disasters, however, without being believed by others. Levi told things that are so horrible that people found it hard to believe. Fortunately, the testimonies of hundreds of people, pictures and movies, have helped to bring in our history books too ugly chapter.
But what is the value of telling a story so bad? What is read of the horrors of war, if not sadistic and morbid interest of the same human eyes that stop to look around the scene of an accident? Well, it is quite Obviously, it should serve not to repeat the same blunders of our fathers. It should, but it is not, at least not entirely. The wars and deportations are not finished in 1945. The people have continued to follow their captain Ahab to the white whale. The wars have just moved, but I'm still here on planet Earth, from the nearby Balkans to Africa, the Middle East and now in the Koreas. Have moved and do not make us more afraid, make us just feel better and more civil wars because we do them from home, with a credit card and PIN. Nor did the deportations and expulsions based on ethnicity are not even finished and you are moved: which place in Europe is more like a concentration camp of a CPT (now CIE)? Just read the report by Fabrizio Gatti to realize that we have not really learned anything from all these Ishmael.
I wonder if the fault is ours, not that we listen, we must necessarily give freedom of speech for Holocaust deniers and revisionists of all stories, or are survivors, that, because the privileged, have not been able to make quite dramatic and their story credible? Yes, because, as he complained Primo Levi in \u200b\u200b"The Drowned and the Saved", those who return to tell it did not really hit rock bottom. Those who could really scare us with their stories, teach and perhaps even learn from the mistakes of others and, above all, unfortunately deaths, has "seen the Gorgon." But no, we can not rely on Primo Levi, who was too strict with himself and suffered the usual "survivor syndrome", he wondered why he was saved from drowning group. Even Captain Miller, at the end of the movie "Saving Private Ryan" is asked if he deserved such a privilege. They ask both, perhaps, on the bodies of those who have put our feet back on its feet. It is the syndrome of the survivor, that's all. So these old sailors are useless, they are "good to fry" as they say in my part.
Thus, one inconvenient witnesses of disasters and revisions, we continue to follow our captain hunting the white whale because it is a hard, never wrong, has been done alone. Now that it is he who gives orders to the pilot, we can forgive the sins of the past, present and future in the name of a bigger picture that we will understand in due course. Our whaling, he says, is among the most beautiful and admired around the world. So said Hitler, Mussolini, Stalin, Pinochet, Franco, Napoleon, and so on. And today, what have we learned from these adventures ramponieri and sailors? Those captains crazy, visionary and suicide are still among us? Only the next few survivors will be able to say, while we continue to congratulate those who kill the albatross, at least until the curse is unleashed. And when it breaks out, every man for himself.




Saturday, November 27, 2010

120 Inch Plastic Tablecloths Cheap

How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the cine-panettone




Hours 20.30, projection booth. To my left there's a good part of what I think is the magic of cinema, a technology that, when it comes to film, has changed little since the Lumiere brothers had built: the 35 mm projector. Not I can describe it to you in words, the projector, you should first see it, know it, touch it and then only then you might appreciate the principles of operation - the film is not blind faith, you have to love it, otherwise you do not believe that really exists. A machine, projector, mastered the skill with which the laws of physics, mechanics, optics, acoustics and plumbing and so perfect, is entrusted to my unworthy hands. Sometimes I wonder if they are profane or only a privileged level of a workman 3b (or both).
But I said ... at 20.30, the projection booth. The film has already put in the car, sleek and glossy wraps a train of gears, the leaves and follows the curves of another and then another one to finally reach the bottom reel. I can then press the green button that gives Power to the motor, I can raise the damper, turn off room lights and turn up the switch that turns on the lamp and the reader of the soundtrack. Jesus Christ would have been much more successful if some time had also made such a miracle (and maybe even the Romans instead of sentencing him to death he would be elected prime minister).
short, a contraption that can make us dream of other lives and other stories for a couple of hours is certainly the ticket price. But not always, though.
So, I tell you? Ah, yes, turn off the lights and start the screening room. What we are looking today? War? Spying? Romance on a desert island? Crime? Comedy? No, the film is now part of a fairly recent genre, you probably still do not study the DAMS: The cine-panettone Christmas. Cinepanettoni for friends, for many the only film of the year saw the film and a few rich thirteenth in the face of criticism of the industry and cine-intellectuals there Ghezzi.
I do not want the usual criticism of the quality of these disgusting things are not worth the film on which they are developed and 'then that would be like saying shit to shit (oops, I made it), I just want to try to understand why so many people you information on the timing, they telephone, loading the children into the car and arrive well in advance to spend € 7.50 each. The plots of these works of gourmet Christmas we know, are always the usual, there is no twist, no surprise stories of the rich and treacherous Where's My Car Abarth bronze metallic perpetuated on the screens every Christmas the same as their own . But, then why? Perhaps because there is no surprises, no disappointment, and the father of a family can feel comfortable, 'that his son will see at most a few tits nude Massimo Boldi and some that may end sodomized by a bunch of homosexuals dressed as a policeman. The child, record images that he likes to kill and saws. But it is the quality of the film or the quality of the public that disgusts me so much? But then, what do I know the quality of the public? Of course, not a conference at Harvard, but even the Ku Klux Klan. It would seem the ward after a mass lobotomy. But even this then: the frontal lobes are not lacking, there are no scars and no one loses almost drool at the mouth. So? It will, perhaps, that we Italians are a bit 'as these characters, dead pussy, rich villains but with a heart of gold that comes on to the happy ending? The Americans and the western us the cine-cake? Perhaps, as you'll see more and more and multiply: The Bold is the off the contenders, the Pieraccioni (yes, he too, through discounts and tits guaranteed), the snot, then the Winx and now we bring you even Aldo, Giovanni and Giacomo. They look like film, but they are tailored clothing market research: there is a part of the population having to spend € X, we make a film about the fourteen year olds in love, there is a part of the population who at Christmas does not look even know what going to see a middle-aged super-rich that spariamogli cornifica his wife with a tissue. Yeah, why not just see on TV these holes with meat around, we want to see in the cinema.
But there's more. To demonstrate that our gender is the national fast-food cinema, just read the credits. Open wide mouths, the bolus of popcorn will fall on the red carpet of the chairs and the floor because some of these films receive grants reserved for films of particular cultural importance etc., etc..
But I do not understand why my country? Can anyone tell me what I do not understand. I do not pretend that projects Eisenstein in Russian with German subtitles at Christmas (do not look even that), but a light film of high quality for all "exist right? But quality is a point of view? It will be ... But I do not know, I've tasted this cake but I can not feel any taste. Then, I prefer the cakes my grandmother's increasingly rare now, but always gustose.
Alla fine, devo confessarlo, passata la maratona natalizia, quando rimetterò le pellicole nei loro scatoloni e li riconsegnerò al corriere, chiuderò la grande porta del cinema e seduto piangerò piano, al buio, in solitudine perché quei film mi mancheranno, perché non posso farci niente, anche io li amo, ormai. Non mi importa più di sapere se ce lo vogliono mettere là dietro, in basso a tradimento o se siamo noi che ci pieghiamo a novanta gradi e che ringraziamo mentre fumiamo una sigaretta di rito.
Vi amo anch'io cinepanettoni, ecco i miei 7,50 euro, posto centrale prego. Ma si può entrare con la bibita?









PS: Do not worry about the critics, I think with the cuts to public education that are planned will have a guaranteed clientele among the next generation.
Merry Christmas.

Thursday, November 25, 2010

Benefit Of Driedmango

After Giarre, check in Lentini Aquila another Bourbon.


History

"In the period around 1819 Bourbon (1) lentinese an unknown artist in honor of the upcoming celebrations of Martyr Saints Alfio, Cirino and Filadelfo Lawyers Brothers and Patrons of the City, created a banner painted with the golden eagle with shield squared "

The tapestry of Bourbon Giarre (CT)


(1) the probable date is earlier than in the Eagle Bourbon represented Sicily only until 1816.

thank Federico Franco for reporting

Jelly Bands Real Meanings

Vegeitaliani

"Ricky, for the meeting we decided that we go to eat fish, we are there at this time, ok?" "Well, I'm a vegetarian, you can not take the usual pizza?" "Ah, you do not eat the fish?" And you think the fish grow on trees, you moron? "No, I do not eat, I am a vegetarian, so ..." "Oh well, from something you will do ..."
Us at the restaurant and you order. After roundup of fried and ordered crab salad in a region where it would be wiser to order polenta with mushrooms, my turn came. "I am a vegetarian, you could have ..." "What?" I do not eat meat and fish, you moron! "I do not eat meat and fish, so ..." "And I'll give you something to eat?" The rest of the planet is fine, but no dead animals, stupid jerk. E 'smarter my left shoe of your family together. "A plate of pasta you can have? And a salad." "What does it take? Tuna, olives and mozzarella cheese okay?" "No, do not eat tuna. Lettuce, valerian, Gentilini?"
But I find them the most decerebration on the planet, or I find them, or I sent them some, like RaiTre? No, it's just that I live in Italy. Yes, I capitalized. It 's a country where vegetarians are doing so well. Not to mention the vegan. At the supermarket, except for fruits and vegetables, there are only a few specific products for vegetarians. Soy burgers buried among the frozen fish sticks in the department, seitan and tofu cubes in the trays of sausage and chicken thighs. This is the Coop. To find out if a food contains animal matter should read the ingredient list. Easy, right? Not at all, unless you remember which match alphanumeric additives derived from animals. An hour
Ryanair from Parma, however, supermarkets Sainsbury's , Vegetarian products are marked with a V on a green background, while those for vegans with VV, always a green background. For every product there is its counterpart "Organic" and that "organic", but strangely enough for the British organic products do not cost more. They cost less. In London, the most massive of the major European supermarket chains, there are many ethnic groups as there are in circulation on the streets, but to find quality products do not need to travel at more expensive stores. Just go to any supermarket. Where I come from but there is a new chain of stores dedicated to bioentusiasti, vegetarians and vegans. Easy? No. After two charges at these stores to become poor, and we are forced a tornare a mangiare le mille mozzarelle blu. Tedesche. Non voglio fare il nome della costosa catena, prendo cinque virgola sessantotto euro all'ora e se mi querelano sono fottuto. E non ne ho voglia. Mi fotte già il mio capo.
Quindi, cosa non va per i Vegetariani in Italia?
Vuoi dire a parte quelli che ti chiedono, ma chi ti ha messo in testa quelle idee? Li perdono. Anzi, io, Platone, Confucio, Newton, Thoreau, Kafka e Leonardo da Vinci  li perdoniamo.
Vuoi dire a parte i parenti più o meno stretti che ti vorrebbero obbligare a mangiare la carneperchéfasangue, il pesceperchéc'éilfosforo (e il mercurocromo per riparare la stufa di casa), a parte gli pseudo-amici che fanno battute e sfottò ad ogni occasione, i ristoratori padani che vorrebbero strozzarti con le salsicce? A parte gli amici che non si ricordano della tua scelta e ti invitano alle grigliate?
Oh, ma poi riparano: "Facciamo anche le verdure alla griglia, dai vieni?".
Fottiti, mi fanno schifo le verdure alla griglia. Piuttosto vado a lavorare per 5,68 euro l'ora. Lordi. Vuoi dire a parte tutto ciò?
Sì, a parte questi "capricci", cosa c'è che non va?
Forse c'è che non si rispettano le differenze in Italia?
Ma no, dai.
I vegetariani e i vegani (soprattutto i vegani) rappresentano un pericolo per certe economie basate sullo sfruttamento intensivo di altri esseri viventi?
Macché, dai.
Maybe because in Italy the only restaurants with vegan menu are the social centers Anarchists? Maybe it's because in Italy there are many people saying "I'm not a racist, BUT'..." Maybe because in Italy if you're black you can tease you saying that you're tanned. If you are homosexual are worse than me, I look at pretty girls. And you're not gay, you're a fag and fag (homosexual is a term for gays)! If you are Muslim, you're a terrorist. If you are Roma, are a thief. Are you a Jew, but I do not know why you're on the balls. If you're poor, you smile and make a little mess, not to disturb the rich who are so sad. If you are Chinese and we eat the dead rats trimmings. If you have a contract with names like Coccodì 'or COCOPRO (Copro Shit =) you're not a slave precarious, you're in step with an economy more "flexible." If you're not with the government six communities. If you're not even with the opposition are always a communist. If you are an anti-globalization protests, you're an anarchist, you're a black-block, you're off course, you're a slacker, you're an extremist, but NEVER EVER a thinking individual. If you are male, carnivore, heterosexual and white, you're different, you're not even people, are the mass and the mass is shit.
stains from, you're quite exaggerated.

Monday, November 22, 2010

Pokemon Font Generator

syndrome of the bolt, freedom and other nonsense ...

if they do not hear much of "Locked-in syndrome". It 'also known as syndrome latch "or" pseudo-comatose "or" ventral pontine syndrome. " I do not want to dwell in technicalities, we'll talk about movies and books, but I would like to explain that the locked-in syndrome (LIS from now on) is not a disease but a syndrome, ie a "set of symptoms that constitute a pathological situation without itself a disease "(Garzanti). Like, excuse me? Well, in short, is a condition in which a subject is to be for other reasons. In short, the patient is almost completely paralyzed, as if in a coma, but is not a vegetable. The terrifying aspect is that the subject is completely awake and aware but is encased in a body almost totally dead - locked-in, exactly. Very few have the "privilege" of being in that condition and a few of these very few have any chance to communicate with the outside world. Some move an eyelid, while others can turn my neck a few degrees. Few of these few of those very few have any remote chance of recovering even part of their previous life. There are no cures, but no one tells him. They say it takes a lot of patience to be good carriers of LIS. The truth is that faced with such serious injuries to certain parts of our body, the doctors still do not know how to behave. So, right now, it's more important to find some form of communication for these brain without a body. One of them wrote a book slamming one eyelid: a pro's read a list of letters in order of frequency in a given language and slams the lid when the patient feels the letter he wants and so on to write a good book. Book is not as bitter as you might think, cry, certainly, but not the classic "I'm like evil, wretched me." No, Jean Dominique Bauby goes further recounts her life from inside, for some, but also said his former life without regret nothing and mostly without rancor or blame to any reserve. Neither those who abandoned him, nor even to those who, while standogli close, they can not make her less painful hell. The title of this book is "The Diving Bell and the Butterfly" which was adapted from a film of the same name. I can only advise read and see. But since I am a fucking bastard, and asshole picky, I found something in the book of Jean-Do (is his nickname in the book, I'll never take this freedom) which may look like a mistake, so I take this opportunity to continue to talk about books and movies:

Jean-Do writes that the only man who appeared in the literature that is affected by the LIS is Noirtier de Villefort, who, far from being a gourmet cheese, is a character of the Count of Monte Cristo by Alexander Duemazzi that after a stroke remains mute and paralyzed and unable to communicate except with his eyes, in fact. But we know that in 1939 brought out a novel written by Dalton Trumbo who was called "Johnny Got His Gun" in which the hapless protagonist remains without limbs, deaf, blind and mute. Practically a trunk with a brain. His name is Joe Bonham, a soldier, a bomb has stolen everything and communicate with his nurse, raising and lowering his head on the pillow. Joe Fortunato our memory to remember the Morse code! Too bad that what he asks the nurse to his superiors and is totally insane: first asked to die, then would even be shown in public to deter young people from enrollment, because according to this poor fool there are ideals that are worth a life, there is no freedom or democracy worth our freedom to watch a girl or a sunset and to smell a flower or bread. What nonsense Joe, you believe that an Afghan were well under the dictatorship of the Taliban? And maybe you believe that any Iraqi was happy when Saddam went out to the balcony to shoot his gun again? Of course not, they are better now that I'm free! Or dead. Or maimed.

Basically, if you want to know more (and better) about the LIS you should get these books:
The Diving Bell and the Butterfly (1997) by Jean Dominique Bauby
Johnny Got His Gun (1939) by Dalton Trumbo
The Count of Monte Cristo (1844) attributed to Alexandre Dumas pere (but you must have less than 30 years might not otherwise be able to read the final) or

questi film:
Lo scafandro e la farfalla (2007) di Julian Schnabel con Mathieu Amalric
E Johnny prese il fucile (1971) di Dalton Trumbo con Timothy Bottoms


Nota Bene: questo post NON è una guida medica. Se vi sentite male andate da un medico e non da Google.


Vi lascio con qualche stralcio di libri:



If there could be a next time and somebody said "let's fight for liberty", he would say "mister my life is important. I'm not a fool and when I swap my life for liberty I've got to know in advance what liberty is, and whose idea of liberty we're talking about and just how much of that liberty we're going to have. And what's more mister - are you as much interested in liberty as you want me to be? And maybe too much liberty will be as bad as too little liberty and I think you're a goddamn fourflusher talking through your hat, and I've already decided that I like the liberty I've got right here. The liberty to walk and see and hear and talk and eat and sleep with my girl. I think I like that liberty better than fighting for a lot of things we won't get and ending up without any liberty at all. Ending up dead and rotting before my life is even begun good or ending up like a side of beef. Thank you mister. You fight for liberty. Me, I don't care for some. (Johnny got his gun, 1939)






Y a-t-il dans ce cosmos des clefs pour déverrouiller mon scaphandre ? Une ligne de métro sans terminus ? Une monnaie assez forte pour racheter ma liberté ? Il faut chercher autre part. J'y vais. (Le scaphandre et le papillon, 1997)

 

Saturday, November 20, 2010

Who's The Best Ezgo Or Club Car

Dave Spritz is a jerk

Per chi non l'avesse visto, The Weather Man è un film di Gore Verbinsky, scritto da Steve Conrad, uscito nelle sale nel 2005. Il protagonista è David Spritz (Nicholas Cage), uomo delle previsioni per un'emittente televisiva of Chicago. While his career is about to take off, his family life is falling apart: he can not resume relations with his wife by which it is separated, unable to have a normal relationship with his children and tries to please in every way his father Robert (Michael Caine impeccable).
Perhaps the cornerstone of the film is in this relationship with her father, a perfect man, a writer who has friends with the president and Pulitzer prizes, one who has done a brilliant career and a great family man at the same time. Necessary introduction to better understand what I'm going to write.
I focused on The Weather Man with some friends and one of them commented "that" - referring to Dave Spritz - "is a loser, he's a jerk." I wondered, who could think that Dave
Spritz is a loser asshole? It 'a character who was sympathetic to me once: you forget to request an idiot of his wife and tells a lie that is quickly discovered and forget to leave with money in his wallet and can not buy coffee for his father but there puts it all to educate his children, and to patch up his marriage to be recruited by the national broadcaster. And 'one who tries. Try to write a novel. Fails, it fails in all but in his work. I loved it .. Dave Spritz It 'a nice "Half" inept. And 'one of us, like many others. Sometimes he wins and sometimes loses, but we always try. E 'unlucky? No, it's normal. Dave Spritz there are billions, Robert Spritzel (Dave changed the name on the advice of his first employer, considered it more "cooling"), unfortunately or fortunately only a few hundred. Dave confesses sadly, at the end, he thought he had the qualities that anyone would notice, they would have felt like an aura of energy. Yet, 40 years is aware of being "just" what it is: a normal person, on average, maybe even more than the average, all right, but sees no genius horizon. Maybe, I think, that the director has wanted to divide the public into two parts, with Dave Spritz who is and who with his father, who makes him feel nothing, or with his wife, who tells him that he is nothing (even the parents are of two categories: those that you make you feel a genius and those that make you feel good for nothing, then there are the middle ground, but those do not interest me much).
So I wonder, who is this calling Dave Spritz "jerk and loser? I watch for one minute the pulpit from which echoes the sermon. And 'maybe a literary genius, mathematical or chemical? No. It is a 'Dave Spritz "whatever? Yes Maybe even a little bit less of Dave Spritz. So? Then there is a substantial difference between this court and Dave: who called him fool and confident, sometimes cocky. Why not? I know him! He's on the Pulitzer Prize, not a laissez-family whatsoever. He feels a Robert Spritzel infallible. Instead, there is a part of the public who believe that anyone has messed least once in their life can not be considered a loser Dave Spritz. From your side then? Hard to choose. The Pulitzer Prize-winning book that dispenses advice and left and right, or the "non-meteorologist, but the man expected to leave the family, the happy girl fuck"? For me, I think many people want to be in the life of Robert Spritzel, but I also believe that eventually, all things considered, it must be admitted to resemble more Dave Spritz.
I never checked if that my friend has never made any mistakes or if too much of his life resembles that of a Nobel Prize. Maybe. Who has not heard that his unsuspecting neighbor really was an eccentric writer who prefers to live in an apartment of two hundred feet in the suburbs instead of living in a downtown loft or a villa in the hills? It happens every day.


For this post I thank my brother for the idea and Gore Verbinsky for the film. Bello, I straconsiglio.



Thursday, November 18, 2010

Design A Spice Rack For A Blind Person

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Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Cube Field Game Glitches

(Mark Zambo, Mayor of Agrigento) The North-South divide was created after unification d'Italia




MARCO ZAMBIA

Like when someone like the president of the region, poses a critical issue, triumphant rhetoric and denigration. That is the way to continue learning and not let things slide as always. Question the value to be attached to the Unity of Italy and its consequences remains an essential step. That's why, instead of trumpeting empty proclamations or wear the mask of subjection, should be the facts in the knowledge that can not exist without national consciousness historical truth

A story will always be part of the service of a part of the country. And the UDC, as a party of the nation, knows that history is not a matter to be left to historians and serves to unite, not divide. According to an authoritative argument, the gap between North and South would be determined at a distance of fifty years from the Unification of Italy, due to the industrialization of the North-west.
There was, however, explained why quell'industrializzazione has been limited only to certain geographical areas. It was a coincidence or a strategic choice? And, for example, Mongiana (Calabria), one of the best steel companies in Europe, with 1,200 workers in assets, closed the Unification, it was not perhaps in that industrial policy provided that, since unification, which area the country should produce goods and another had to eat them? And that industrialization did not need a system infrastructure (road, railways, ports, energy, etc ...) that has in fact created in the North and the South? And it continues to need it today? Not to mention that, from an industry perspective, it is true that, in 1861, there was a gap between North and South, "The percentage of working population industry workers was higher in the South than the North," wrote Amedeo Lepore.

In 1856, the Exhibition of Paris, the Kingdom of the Two Sicilies was awarded as the most industrialized country of Italy. And, as shown by Daniel and Malanima, data on wage rates a Nord e a Sud, sia urbani che rurali, non rivelavano, al 1861, sostanziali differenze.
Tutto questo per dire che, sul piano industriale e infrastrutturale, sono state le scelte di politica economica post-unitarie a gettare le basi di quel divario che, inevitabilmente, ci portiamo appresso.
Il fascismo ha fatto solo il resto: da un lato, creando coi soldi pubblici l'IRI per salvare dalla crisi le grandi industrie del Nord e, dall'altro, obbligando, per esempio, i siciliani, che praticavano da tempo l'agricoltura specializzata, a tornare a produrre grano. Né l'Italia Repubblicana ha invertito la tendenza: si confronti quanto è stato speso al Nord e al Sud negli ultimi sessant'anni in scuole, strade, ferrovie, aeroporti, power grid, etc ... The much insulted

Fund for the South spends only 0.5 percent of gross domestic product.
But there is another aspect that is not mentioned enough, and that is the basis of the dreadful phenomenon that has drained tens of millions of people in the South and the lands that had never known until 1861. In the South, the unity of Italy was realized for the benefit of a small circle of landowners. The state confiscated the lands of the Savoy church and state, and never mind the mass of peasants who demanded a piece of land, sold to raise cash to those who could buy them. With the result that a class of ex gabelloti became richer and nonostante le promesse di Garibaldi, venne impedito che nascesse una diffusa classe di piccoli proprietari terrieri. La conclusione drammatica fu la fine degli usi civici: ossia, di quell'istituto che per secoli, all'interno delle terre ecclesiastiche e demaniali, aveva consentito ai contadini di vivere. In conclusione, a volerli conoscere, i fatti dicono che la questione è reale e sentita. E che, i fatti, serve ricostruirli, metterli insieme ed evidenziare come gli uni non si spieghino senza gli altri. Serve soprattutto a capire che per troppo tempo i siciliani sono stati privati di quel complesso di infrastrutture necessario per sottrarsi all'infido giogo dell'assistenzialismo e per esprimere, anche attraverso la fiscalità di vantaggio, quelle energie che, in breve tempo, lo porrebbero al pari di qualunque popolo d'Europa.

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Is Rectocele Dangerous

Theme

Titolo: Descrivi una persona speciale che hai conosciuto durante le vacanze

Svolgimento:
Quest'estate I went to sea in the Salento, a land of sun, sea and wind. And stray dogs. At sea, namely the prickly pear, Torre Uluzzo, I met a very nice guy: Stephen. Stephen was a boy of about thirty, his hair, sideburns and long fingernails. Yes, that Stephen's rule plays the classical guitar in an ethnic group from the high-sounding name: Kamafei. Stefano is very nice, makes a lot of jokes. That is factory suits Batman (yes, does just this kind of jokes, puns are called, I think, but then with the hot weather over there ... here, yes, makes jokes of this kind, sometimes intelligent, but we more or less. And 'one, which if you ask to be objective, can be screwed in front of a camera and then wait for laugh).
However, Stephen, my new friend lives in Cutrofiano, a town famous for its pottery. The famous pottery Cutrofiano. Do not you know? Ignorant! Goats! Go and study. Stephen has many dogs, all collected from the street, and this does him honor. Besides the fact that the guitar sounds very good, obviously.
One day my friend Stephanie gave me a trick. He said:

A pastor said to a fellow pastor friend of his
- If you give me eleven sheep, then I'll have twice as yours.
The other pastor, who was not stupid, he replied:
- Give me eleven of your sheep, so we'll have exactly the same number.
Now you tell me how many sheep have two shepherds?

those parts businesses to do so, you see. However, I have puzzled a lot ', and after forty minutes of eleven multiple attempts I gave the solution. Then I thought about the question and came to the conclusion that I could solve it now with a system of equations.

The first equation is derived from the sentence of the first shepherd, if you give me eleven sheep, I'll be twice as yours, namely: x +11 (sheep shepherd most of the first eleven dates from the second) is equal to 2 (y -11) that is at least twice as many sheep of the second eleven, which would give the first.
The second equation is derived from the phrase the second shepherd, you give me eleven so we are equal, ie: y +11 (the sheep of the second-eleven) is equal to x-11 (unless the sheep of the first eleven). In summary:

x +11 = 2 (y-11)
y = x-11 +11

answer the first and we get x = 2y-33 we are going to replace x in the second equation and we get the following: y +11 2y =-ie 33-11
y = 2y-33-11-11-55
y = 2y-2y =- 55 y

-y =- 55 y = 55


With this result we can draw is that x As we all know, 77.
If only I had studied more mathematics.
few days later, another friend (Gianni), we posed the following riddle: A drunk
try to embrace a barrel, people stop to look at to understand what the heck wants to do. At one point the drunk fails to embrace the barrel touching her hands and exclaims: Shit, I'm surrounded! What does this mean?
We have not yet discovered. Who has any suggestions let me know. END



Rating: 2/Sei went off topic, idiot!

Monday, November 15, 2010

Lowrie Vs. Busch Books

In another village

For several reasons, and in recent years that most do not go to the village of the province in which I live. It happened, however, that he obtained the honorary citizenship another village in the province which I happened to find a job. So after 5 years, my adoptive country has given me a new bar - with more drunks, new fools, new and old screamers, new village idiot bartenders and new - a new library (the first heat I had it ), a new square, a new food store of trust and so on so forth. The fact that I often find this place to work has made sure that the people I talk to are also, for the most part at least, there people who work there. In particular, what I impezza is more often the fruit (it will be because I am a vegetarian?). I talk about religion. I see in me a lost sheep, forse? Mai lo sapremo. Quello che so di certo è che le nostre conversazioni si sono sempre limitate a uno scambio di vedute riguardo la fede, del tipo "Io non credo" "Io credo che Dio esista in tutta la natura" "Stronzate!" "No, ma, perché...". Insomma, quel pover'uomo ha trovato in me una bella gatta da pelare. Una gatta scettica, comunista, montanara e di pianura al tempo stesso, cinica, bastarda e così via, così via.
Ma, come dicevo, fino a quel giorno il mio rapporto con quell'uomo è rimasto su un piano civile. Ma quel giorno ha fatto un errore madornale. Mi ha fatto leggere. Entro nel negozio, mi servo, vado alla cassa e quello mi mette davanti un libricino da quattro money such as "A thought a day for 365 days" and I said "read, read here." I read. He speaks of reincarnation. I finish and say "well, it is an idea," he makes "you understand, then? If you behave badly you reincarnate and do a bad life, born and maybe you'll be treated badly. For atonement, you understand?". I, I did not even warm the valves on the brain, I answered "yes, of course it is also the point of view ...". Then I go out, do a few steps, the fresh morning air slapped me for good and start to think about what I've read and heard from the grocery store, it is inevitable, it is a job that I can not control.
I thought, but what do these sellers door to door of destiny these promoters of karma (but do not really know what it is), these knights of eternal reincarnation? These robbers "everything happens for a reason," what they want from me? I do not buy the vacuum cleaner of the divine plan. If my neighbor is leukemia, though he's only 7 years, I can only think that the risk of "if it is deserved, maybe he was Adolf Hitler? No, my grocery store, I can tell you is just "Suca!" (But not I told you, have a quiet life for me).
Then, returning to work, I changed my mind. And if he was right? If everything happened for a sort of divine nemesis?
So I thought that if I give him a punch on the nose, or one eye, could not never blame me, would rather see me as a brute instrument in the hands of Almighty God. In fact, if I decide to give him a kick on his shin, I could discover that this was, as I know, at least one lawyer. If you invest with the car, I bet that in his previous life was the money-lender.
depends on me.

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Small White Pimples On Shaft

Open Letter to Future (2) The prevalence of

Dear Editor,

if Berlusconi did not invent it one of his, as indeed may well do, the risk is to be arrived at eve of a period of transition to nowhere.

The situation is less dramatic than in 1946, but even today there are those who hoped that, as then, the Italian Catholic Church will not stand. My hope is that it takes the responsibility of a policy initiative.
certainly can not be a new DC, but something more for the unity of Catholics in politics in my opinion it could certainly do and if not now when?
Yet, not only on this issue, the bishops seem uncertain, and discount the obvious divisions that exist among them and among the faithful.

At the same time, we see that among committed Catholics "in society" is one who feels embarrassed and compelled to raise the finger to call the premier to the moral sobriety. Just when we were guests of his government, and was to collect attention to the problems of the family not seen for a long time.
Of course, you will understood the feeling of discomfort of many of the faithful. But is that the only role of the moralists who can now have the Catholics in politics? We are still all so impervious to the lessons of the old Benedetto Croce, that the true morality, for a politician, lies in the efficacy of its public action, and certainly not in his private behavior?

Also, now we see that among Catholics there is also committed vengeful people (to the face of the Gospel), which is said to cheers and also proud because he had misspelled one of them was punished by preventing it from continuing to write.
Many other political lessons - not to say that Voltaire is not the case - but of distinguished Catholic thinkers and liberals, on the absolute value of press freedom in a modern democracy, apparently also remained unanswered. And as usual, the opportunity was lost a long silence.

Ecco, in questa apparente passività dei vescovi, mi piace pensare che non si tratti solo di divisioni e di incertezza, ma anche del fatto che ci sia ancora qualcuno, nelle stanze della CEI, che non ha perso l'istinto di mettersi le mani nei capelli quando apprende certe cose. Speriamo che, di conseguenza, si metta a pregare perchè ci pensi il Signore, che quando è venuto a visitarci sulla terra con i moralisti e i vendicatori del suo tempo ne ha avuto a che fare fin troppo.

Saturday, November 13, 2010

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Posteri

few days ago, getting up from bed, I looked at his feet and hands. I had her nails a bit 'but I thought long and who cares. " I was not in lengths from Guinness. Then I looked in the mirror, I shave a little 'unkempt hair and a bit' dirty. I thought "and who cares. "After all I only go to work, was in a hurry and, above all, I had no desire to spend an hour in the bathroom. It happens.
At that point I was reminded that I have heard some strange recommendations from my mother or my grandmother. In short, when you leave the house must be in order because if for whatever reason happens to be admitted can not be present to doctors with dirty panties or hair greasy. In short, I would do things their fingers crossed even more obscene Don Verzè. However, I repeat: who cares. What do you want that I care bill in the pants if they are hospitalized? No, I would have something else to think in such a situation.
But then I thought, "and if I died today? Seeing what everyone would think with long fingernails and greasy hair metalheads as those of the 80 Bay Area?". I also heard that a few hours after death, the body begins to dehydrate, the skin shrinks and, consequently, nails and beard seem longer than they would if you were in life. What a disgusting word. It seems stupid to see it that way. When you are dead you have other problems! But it is a matter of image. Just do a crap that is precisely what we will remember. No matter what you think you do, beautiful ideas you have in mind.
keep thinking that I do not care about what the aesthetic del mio cadavere. Ma il ragionamento può continuare sul piano "intellettuale" (non aspettatevi troppo però). Sono poche le persone che ci conoscono veramente bene e praticamente nessuno conosce totalmente i nostri pensieri, quello che abbiamo visto, quello che siamo, i nostri sogni e le idee che vorremmo realizzare. La totalità delle persone ci conosce per quello che facciamo tutti i giorni, il più delle volte costretti da scelte che non sono fatte in piena libertà. E anche le persone più vicine a noi non conoscono tutto di noi. Io per esempio non racconto in giro che vorrei fare l'astronauta o lo scrittore, o che avrei un'idea rivoluzionaria su un nuovo tostapane. Ma non lo racconto nemmeno alla mia ragazza o a mio fratello. Ho paura che laugh at me, but also that this confession becomes a commitment, like "Tolstoy, you're writing a book?" "No, I'm just looking for help to remove a new trojan powerful than Windows."

Here we are just what we do from cradle to grave. Our energy potential is not recognized. Perhaps the principle, rather than shared, intelligence as a means and not as an end. But it takes time! Time and nature, gosh (I decided that in this post I would not have used the word "fuck" and "porcaputtana")! So a shy person needs a life of 120 years, while an extrovert and confident it can cope in 40 years. But then if he happens to die at 20 is screwed. And here's what we think of our funeral

- the knower, "forming the ass he had, they could at least wash his hair! He never combined to no good."
- childhood friend, "has always been a metalhead disgusting, greasy hair, long nails ... never change."
- the employer: "Poor bastard. There 's been good, in January I would have asked for the increase."
- his girlfriend, "and wanted to write a book? Failed. Learn how to wash, damn metalhead. Now I can finally change my Relationship Status on Facebook ..."
- the friend of the heart "poor, has spent half his life to make the metalhead, and the other half to try to remove that label. She did not believe it himself. Metalhead damn disgusting. And failed. Say hello to heaven Cliff "
- mother:" He was a genius, a misunderstood genius Metallaro e. .. "

course. The mothers think their children are geniuses, you know.
However, again, who else cares about what others think, especially if you look in a wooden box. But I think from now on I will try to make my dreams and make money all my qualities. is to change soiled underwear before leave the house. Tomorrow. No, next Monday.
Let from 1 January. So I quit smoking too e. .. listen to the '80s thrash metal.


Thursday, November 11, 2010

20 Ft Cable Connector Cord

cattolicuzzi

Ormai ho iniziato a chiamarli cattolicuzzi, e continuerò così. Mi riferisco a un nutrito numero di figli di Santa Romana Chiesa impegnati a tempo pieno nella politica, nel giornalismo e in attività sociali e culturali. It is easily recognizable characters, since, in general, only write for Catholic publications, organize only Catholic initiatives and often only involved in these, and not always take the visible signs of Catholicism in the activity of their respective parties and associations . It really makes me want you to repeat them the immortal advice of St. Josemaria Escriva: "lorsignori could make us the courtesy of being a little 'less Catholic'?

Unfortunately, after the end of the CEI presidency of Cardinal Ruini, the impression is that cattolicuzzi have now taken off, and that will be difficult to retrieve them, preventing their progressive drift.
Finally, these friends of ours have occurred in the forces - and disgusted with the dainty little finger raised - after the revelations about the so-called "If Ruby" . The outrage came cattolicuzzo even undermine the participation of Prime Minister last National Conference on the Family in Milan. Despite the fact that in the Cav. was not even a guest, but the landlord.
In my opinion - let us now - the premier did not present themselves very well, just as Pope Benedict XVI at the time was right to not go on a visit to Sapienza University of Rome, after the disputes. In both cases, I thought the case to give any satisfaction to our friends cattolicuzzi pagan counterparts, we could precisely define "laicuzzi", which we wallow in certain situations.

But other than that, you can accept the idea that the role of Catholics in politics is also and above all to raise the finger, to demand from other moral consistency and integrity of life? It is already easy to see that certain claims are advancing much more to Berlusconi that all other politicians, and this should be immediately evident to anyone Bazzichi the world of media with minimal knowledge of the facts and intellectual honesty. While the very fact that they seem not to notice, denotes that the cattolicuzzi are, at best, with very little antibody compared to media propaganda. The newspaper

Avvenire, the official voice of the Italian bishops, is always distinguished by the sobriety with which it selects and presents the news. A fortiori, therefore, one should expect from it the best balance in judging the conduct of private premier . Possible, then, that even excellent journalists in these texts do not evaluate these cases ever get the chance to sit in silence, bearing in mind that any sigh that appears on their pages, it can be interpreted antiberlusconiano, it is immediately revived and amplified other media to become a kind of running from a typhoon to hit the Vatican on Palazzo Grazioli? Or do they know, and do it on purpose?

The mechanism is tested to operate too much in the opposite direction, as evidenced by the fact that criticism all'anticlericalismo Gianfranco Fini, also appeared on Future were revived only by the press center. It is also true that the ethical implications of "case Montecarlo" were essentially ignored by Future as well as from the rest of the world cattolicuzzo.
So, a fortiori, it would be pertinent to note greater care, as well as impartiality in judging the behavior of politicians, if you do not want to go for sectarian although it had?

But the point is not so much. The real problem is that the Catholic world has no convenience nell'ostinarsi do not own the lesson of Benedetto Croce, according to which morality, for a politician, is not in his private habits, but in being able to achieve this it promises.
persist in requiring politicians also the personal integrity and simplicity of life, however, first effects of unbearable hypocrisy, double standards and easy manipulation. But above all, leads the participation of Catholics in Public Life end in the most trite - and irrelevant - moralism. A little 'as it is in Anglo-Saxon countries, where religious sentiment is of significant importance in determining the choices of voters, but the public role of organized religious communities, as such, tends to be practically zero.

In Italy, by contrast, would be needed now more than ever that the Catholic Church also participated as an active political life, and find himself in this sense, cohesion and unity of perspectives.
The Christian Democratic Party is guilty of enormous historical responsibility, but it has outdone itself in having prevented that Italy came out from the list of Western democracies. Now, if it were to go down the Berlusconi's leadership in the long run the risk may be more or less the same. Not because it can be said a Communist dictatorship, but because the perspective is that of a return of the worst political practices of the First Republic, with the aggravating circumstance of institutional chaos.

So, it would be wrong to assume that the Catholic Church is again, as he did in 1946, the responsibility of guiding the people of Catholics, by a single policy and strategy defined.
writer has always had a mistrust of the laity who engage in public life only after permission of the parish priest or bishop. Political freedom, from which follows a natural diversity of orientations and choices of belonging, is a fundamental value for the faithful laity. But the moment is that they can not afford to abandon them to themselves.
Meanwhile, Catholic lay people although they can not always expect to be backed by the Church hierarchy, they have the right not to be confused by this. And above all, have the right not to feel increasingly isolated, if not contradicted and discouraged when they try to enforce Catholic values \u200b\u200bin public life.
the very least, if you really want to be tied to a setting a bit 'moralistic of the relationship between Catholics and politics, it would be an urgent need to help the faithful not to be duped dai media , come invece sembra accadere per tanti cattolicuzzi in buona fede. La coscienza dei fedeli va rispettata, ma anche orientata.

Ora, è comprensibile che il sentimento dei cattolici meno smaliziati rimanga scandalizzato, di fronte allo stile di vita libertino del premier . Quindi, è comprensibile che certi politici abbiano sentito il bisogno di farsene interpreti. Ma appunto, se si vuole che i cattolici rientrino nel gioco della politica come un soggetto autorevole, intanto bisognerebbe aiutare il popolo di Dio a orientarsi e a porsi certe domande. Tanto per cominciare, si potrebbe insegnare loro a chiedersi – faccio solo un esempio astratto – se sia più grave per un politico darsi a private partying with young women, or refuse, for reasons of form and power, to sign a decree that would have prevented the killing of a disabled person.

So, if you really wish to delve into the morality of political opinion, you just can not escape certain distinctions, since otherwise it is all too easy to expose themselves to criticism of being exploited, inconsistent, uncertain, and therefore ultimately irrelevant . The cattolicuzzi in good faith (which are not all but many do), it seems certain refinements of the political debate does not even come to suspect. Then, a fortiori, it would be to the shepherds guide the action. There has always said that the consciences of the faithful should be oriented? Well, why should not this apply to politics, putting aside the morality and indignation easy to turn the rake?

Unfortunately, it seems that after the disappearance of Cardinal Ruini, the part of bishops there is even a certain pleasure in wanting to avoid entering an active actor in the national political game. Certainly the episcopate suffers its own divisions and his disorientation. And in this context, it is not easy to interpret this decision to take over by the CEI to the Holy See issues concerning the relationship to Italian politics, which marked the beginning of the respective mandates of the cardinal Bertone and Bagnasco. If it was
a strategic choice to avoid breaking up and drifting to the left of certain sectors of our bishop, then the intent was more than understandable. But this way of abandoning himself to the people of God in Italy, and let the media prevail in politics and the uncertain direction of cattolicuzzi and moralistic, and those who manipulate them in the easy game, can lead to an outcome only : the progressive political irrelevance of the Catholic Church in our country.

This is very frustrating for those who would like to continue to engage in public life in keeping with the great political tradition of Catholicism (and not moralism penny, let alone with the old practice Democrat). Among other things, it would be interesting to know what it really means when Cardinal Bagnasco, as is the case for some time, keeps saying that Catholics must get back to engage in politics.
Once again, the stakes are much higher than it may seem. I do not think in the long run the disappearance of the political presence of Catholics as such, in Italy, would be a good deal for anyone. Not only because of the ethical dimension of public life, but also for the existence of acceptable conditions of political freedom for all.

Thursday, November 4, 2010

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Generale Matteo Negri, un eroe borbonico siciliano



(Palermo, 21 giugno 1818 – Garigliano, 29 ottobre 1860)
Fonte: L'Alfiere

Il 29 ottobre del 1860, centocinquanta anni or sono, cadeva da eroe, sul ponte del Garigliano, difendendo l’arretramento difensivo dell’armata reale, il generale di Brigata Matteo Negri.

Nato a Palermo il 21 giugno 1818, primo di sei figli, dall’allora capitano Michele Negri, dei baroni di Paternò, e di Maria Antonia Termini dei duchi di Vaticani, entrò nel Real Collegio Militare della Nunziatella a soli 14 anni, il primo di ottobre del 1832. Ne uscì Alfiere dell’arma di Artiglieria il 1° marzo 1839.

Dotato di grande intelligenza, si dedicò allo studio della sua specialità e pubblicò testi di alto valore scientifico sulle nuove bocche da fuoco e sui fucili a canna rigata. Bruciò le tappe di una carriera più unica che rara. L’otto agosto del 1860 è promosso tenente colonnello ed il 7 settembre raggiunge Capua per obbedire al Sovrano.
Il nuovo comandante dell’Esercito Napolitano, generale Giosuè Ritucci, lo volle con sé, nominandolo sottocapo di Stato Maggiore. Il September 19 the partisans attacked across the board and the square of Capua Matteo Negri, commanding the artillery, gave evidence of great value. On October 1, still honor and glory for Matteo Negri. Captain Louis Quandel so I called it "a great both for the knowledge he possesses as to the strength and courage that it has, the Army would have been useful if his military advice given with frankness had been heard. But he had found many opponents and hesitation extremely harmful. He had been commanded top of the battery and was therefore almost been away from the councils of war, grave mistake and beyond. "

On October 18 the Piedmontese army, with over forty thousand men, in violation of existing peace treaties, crossed the border of the kingdom, from the Abruzzi, to relieve the Army of South Garibaldi. The incident put the Army Napolitano unable to remain in a tight defensive, beyond the Volturno near the Piazza di Capua. It was therefore necessary to have it withdrawn behind another defensive line more suited to the new conditions of force. Meanwhile

Matteo Negri was promoted colonel and immediately after Brigadier General. From October 20 to 28 organizes the defensive retreat of about 19,000 fighting men of the three weapons from the army to establish the Volturno to the Garigliano new line of resistance forces Napolitane.

In the last days of October, General Cialdini, with a surprise action, tried to cross the Garigliano with two regiments of Lancers, a regiment of dragoons, four battalions of riflemen, supported by eight pieces of artillery. In little more than 3,000 men. The iron bridge on the Garigliano was defended by the 3rd and 4th Hunters and a Battalion of the 3rd Line, with the 14th Hunters reinforcement, supported by 24 field guns and 8 pieces of the mountain. On the left bank was in advanced position with the 2nd Chasseurs a couple of squadrons of Lancers and one of the 1st Hussars. General Matteo Negri was in command of Artillery and General Column the top command. In this scenario, the general Matteo Negri was fatally wounded in several parts of the body. Indifferent to the serious injury continues to give orders, ensuring the passage of the army. In fact, the frontal attack was repulsed Arma Napolitana Piemontese could fall back, neatly, to Gaeta. Shortly before expiration, while the cannon thundered around him, is surrounded by first responders: Captain Quandel Ludwig, Count of Caserta Alfonso de Bourbon, Captain Raffaele D'Agostino. Everything is now useless. General Negri makes the soul to God comforted by fellow soldiers.

King Francis II, learned the fatal news stated: "His rare virtue lo rendono degno di essere ricordato alla posterità; però dopo che avrà ricevuto in questa Piazza gli onori funebri, che troppo gli sono dovuti, saranno le spoglie racchiuse in un sepolcrale monumento che sarà eretto in questo Duomo".

Qui la lista in fase di completamento di tutti i siciliani che si distinsero con onore ed abnegazione nella difesa della loro patria