"I'm not that I have blood, they may not combine a dick. "
So today I said to my friend that I" complained "that it has ceased to follow one of the most popular blog in Italy. The fact is that I can stand him who speaks, those who criticize without proposing, only those who never questions without giving answers. I do not have much time and I have no time to lose, the irony is fine, discussion and even criticism, but because all merely irony, criticism and discussion I'm leaving, I am a very practical person and sometimes too explicit. We are living a crucial moment, B and his cronies may soon have to go all the sheep to graze, but I see and I do not read anything proactive, I do not find minds that can imagine a future that is not only free from the satyr nano, no nothing . For example, I know I live in a country totally devoid of energy resources, we do not have oil, we do not have gas, we have nothing, but we produce machines that use oil and gas. I'd like a political class that would resolve this problem, a political class that spending of at least a billion annually on research, instead I only see spending cuts. I am even willing to pay a tax on petrol, provided that the above taxes are to be used to find a way to free ourselves from the bondage of fossil fuel (and even nuclear ones). This is just one example, and I want someone to find a way to send the message, my message or any other condition that it is a concrete message that everyone can benefit. Instead I find that the most popular blog speak for single parents adopting children ... and for me is like talking about the sex of angels, without detracting from the angels and the single parents who want to adopt a child. Unfortunately I'm back to mind the last Prodi government, there was an Italy to rebuild after five years of Berlusconi government, there is a crisis ports that even the blind could see, and most of those eighteen months were spent talking about say, always the sex of angels ... Sorry, now I do not want to throw my augh.
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