EARTHQUAKE Aquila
I have a son in L'Aquila, my grandchildren and a great deal of pa-
currents and I experienced moments of indescribable panic when, around four o'clock in the morning
of six days, I learned of the catastrophic
fe that struck the city and across the province. At six o'clock, then,
I learned that my relatives were all saved.
A part of my life, with my memories, died there between
the rubble produced by the earthquake. The arcades of the "rub", bars
where we took refuge in some cold winter nights, the four-song
ni, San Bernardino, Collemaggio ... ... I do not have the strength nor the desire to continue
, everything is there, and the heap of ruins lost
memory of the past.
where I lived, loved, enjoyed, suffered, there have lived, studied an-
my children; There I met my closest friends .... The normal
simplification of formalities of life, in short, I lived in those places where tut-
to become magical, even the pain.
And now it takes over me a dull anger, the anger that I
door to ask for the public flogging dci house builders
cardboard. Of those engineers, managers, project managers who
for narrow self-interest, have been sentenced to death
many people, an entire city.
Another thing I noticed: dozens of people in government, benefit from our entertainment-
Tando highly favorable, they carried their parade
Tuat propaganda to show the wide public television
co, considered that the elections are upon us. And all
, led by the smiling, dropped trips pro-
made that, as is well known, only the sailors are wont to do. Lie
of 42 hours without sleep there were the savings!
Then there are those who speak of God's will, this
Supreme Being who rapes entire populations, without ever paying
re damage, but, however, promises great rewards in all impro-
probable life after death. What else can I say? This is a world of lies
that deceive the poor people on the possibility of having final-
mind, a fair justice, not based on money, nor on the bit-acquired personal
tere by proxy.
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