Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Red Goldwell Colour Chart

Italy, goodbye.

Domenica sera sono ritornata da un bel fine settimana a Locarno in Svizzera, quella "italiana". Di italiano però a parte la lingua non hanno nulla. Durante il viaggio di ritorno ho cominciato a pensare a quante differenze ci sono tra noi e loro,la stessa cosa mi è capitata dopo la vacanza ad Helsinki. Anche questa volta,mi sono vergognata di essere italiana. Mentre parlavamo della vita in Italia, dello stile, dei modi di fare...i ragazzi che ci ascoltavano ridevano divertiti ai nostri racconti, rimanevano increduli quando parlavamo del traffico, del lavoro, della politica. Loro ridevano, io anche ma dentro...dentro mi sarei seppellita all'istante dalla vergogna. Gli italiani sono simpatici ma a parte questo sono incivili, se possono fregarti non ci pensano due volte. Veniamo derisi a causa del nostro governo, dalla nostra opposizione fantasma e ridicola, dal nostro "premier" mafioso, ladro, pervertito e chi più ne ha più ne metta. In Svizzera gli stipendi sono alti, la vita costa cara è vero ma ti permette comunque di poter scegliere. In Italia non abbiamo scelta. L'Italia.... il paese dei "pastasciuttari e lamentoni", si perché solo that we do eat pasta and complain. Also to say that this and that do not fit, you do not arrive later this month that the law sucks, the government sucks, but we do nothing except complain. We remain impassive before the fact, we do not react, we bend to 90 and go! Unfortunately I'm Italian, I live in Italy unfortunately. Our country is so rich in history, beautiful places, culture but these things now are losing value. The unemployment rate is very high. If you have not studied can not aspire to good jobs, if you study you can not find a decent job and most times has nothing to do with what you have studied. Salaries are low compared to the cost of living. Salary average is between 800 and 1000 euro, only the rents from 400 up. To live alone is unthinkable, if you want to marry you can not even buy a house and furnish it. The banks do not willingly give mortgages, is the guarantor and the guarantor even if there is a risk that you can not have it the same as employment contracts are almost all fixed-term ... 3 months, 6 months, ass if you say one year! The work is not there and if you are lucky enough to find it does not give you any guarantee. So do not buy houses, we are not a family. We continue to complain and that's it. We are uncivilized, our streets are dirty, ruined. Are defaced monuments and houses. We have no respect for nature. The streets are like herds of wild beasts. Let always to cheat others. Education is dying. Our government ... ah yes, our government! A cluster of thieves and criminals. With exorbitant salaries, unjustified, we pay with our money. We absurd charges. You bought a car? Well, then, that the state wants to pay a fee each year for the car you own and you've already paid! The fee Rai?! The stamp for the passport? The tax on petrol!? The tax on bank account? We are taxed on everything just to ensure that those morons who are emeritus at the Government can scialaquare their fat ass in our face. We want to talk about the premier? That huge dickhead Silvio? There be more shameful? Foreign newspapers articles about articles about him, saying the rubbish, the immense figure of shit he does, his court cases. His place is in jail. But no ... it's free and continues to make her comfortable hog at our expense.
I'm very disappointed, angry, I feel taken for a ride and without hope. I see no future in my country. Many think that they are cowardly, that I gave up, which turned its back to my country ... in fact my country has turned against me. He left me in the shit, with a child to grow up without any help and protection.
So to hell, I go away from here. I was born in Italy almost 28 years ago, but I'm not Italian. This is not the place I call home.
not want to grow old here, I do not want to raise children and grandchildren here.
I go away, hopefully soon.
PS I apologize for confusing and vulgar style of the post.

Friday, January 14, 2011

E-z Go Vs Yamaha Golf Carts

The murderess blind Margaret Atwood

"Ten days after the end of the war with my sister Laura ran the car off a bridge. " These are the first words with which Iris Chase, the narrator of the novel, he decided, was eighty years old, to tell the story of her troubled family. From the beginning the story of Iris intersects with that of another novel, a rough romance written by his sister and published after his death with great success: "The murderess blind .'m Flashes on clandestine meetings in small hotels sordid, a pair of lovers thirties: her middle-class, blonde, furs and anxious, he, a communist agitator wanted by the police, duro e sarcastico, il quale inventa e talvolta vende ai giornali sadiche storie fantascientifiche. Di queste saghe l'agitatore ha un repertorio vasto e inquietante.

Iris decide, quindi, a ottantadue anni, di cominciare a scrivere tutta la sua vita: un interecciarsi di eventi e di persone che hanno fatto di lei quello che è e che l'hanno portata a trovarsi dove si trova. Decide di confessare tutto in modo sincero, senza omettere nulla, affinché sua nipote possa, un giorno, leggere le sue parole e conoscere la verità che era stata sempre travisata o “aggiustata” per convenienza.
«Forse non scrivo per nessuno. Forse scrivo per la stessa persona per cui scrivono i bambini quando scarabocchiano their name in the snow. "
In unraveling the history does not follow a chronological order, but alternates between moments of his childhood in moments of its actual existence.
daughter of a wealthy businessman spent his childhood in Ontario. The mother dies she is a teenager and is reared by his father and his housekeeper, Reenie, who will be his real point of reference for many years. He has a younger sister, Laura, a girl a little 'special, eccentric and unconventional, a little "difficult" was as if he were always listening, ready to perceive something in the distance, or under the floor - something approaching without noise, like a train that wind ".

The two sisters live a childhood of relative comfort, but the failure of his father will change drastically the course of their existence. Iris will, in fact, induced to marry a wealthy businessman, Richard, in the hope of saving his father from a life of poverty she and her sister. The girl who is only 18, he feels, therefore, compelled to accept, but soon will understand the consequences of this marriage. The man impossesserà well as its goods even of his life, will prove to be a man without any scruples, and, aided and abetted by his sister Winifred, will decide all that is good or bad for his wife and Laura.
"It was she who organized things Rischard, told me - mundane events, cocktail parties, dinners and so on ..." And so Iris will be immersed in a world that does not apparteiene and that did not choose, but you will adapt by force of circumstances. With her husband will never have an equal relationship, it will be dominated, " As we went forward to him diventav me less and less like a man with a skin, and working organs, and more and more like a giant tangle of string, which spell each day as I was ordered to try to untangle. we will never succeed. "
Iris eventually becomes aware of anything not count " I feel disembodied, fading ... "says and history gives a picture of himself as a creature devoid of identity, personality, away from him as possible time to decide, as opposed to the sister who ironically was supposed to protect. And at some point they will say " How I became a stranger to myself."

Laura's sister, lives in his own world, wants to change reality, her figure and her personality come out at times and in retrospect. Her know of the incident to twenty-five years, in 1945, almost certainly a suicide. We also know that the book was published in Iris and getting a posthumous fame. Episodes of this novel occasionally alternate with chapters of the story of Iris, is another narrative level. There are flashes on the clandestine meetings in sordid small hotels or other places where casual, a pair of lovers very thirties: you are middle class, blonde, furs and anxious, he's a communist agitator wanted by police, harsh and sarcastic, who invented and sometimes sadistic stories sells newspapers.

This novel and the flow of memories of Iris lead us step by step reconstruction of the truth, an 'epiphany "with a surprise ending: ' in life, a tragedy is not a prolonged scream. It involves everything that leads to it. Hour trivial after another, one day after another, and then suddenly the moment: the knife, the bullet exploded, the plunge from the bridge of the machine. "
In old Iris will find its redemption assisted by Myra (the daughter Reena and her husband), finally returns to decide for itself. "Having uttered so long ago," I want to die "I now realize that this will deisderio really exhausted, and sooner rather than later. No matter who has changed his mind." The

Atwood, this book tells the broken dreams and hopes of Iris, her regrets and failures, and speaks of the sweet Laura, his sister "different" in many ways. It is also the story of a murderess in love with a blind girl, beautiful and silent, and his tragic death. Iris, the narrator, tells a story of deceit, of love denied and solitude, a history spanning 50 years. Talk of resentment and, ultimately, justice. Because justice is what he tries to end Iris, the daughter, granddaughter, misled by a cruel woman (the sister), Laura, tragic innocent victim. And he wants justice for herself, caught in a life choice by others. He demands justice, and will do so until the end. He writes because his niece fialmente know the whole truth, " Grandma, tell me, and with those words I will not be a renegade

Margaret Eleanor Atwood (Ottawa, November 18, 1939) is a Canadian poet and writer. Prolific literary critic, feminist and activist, was the winner of the Arthur C. Clarke and Prince of Asturias Prize for Literature, as well as the Booker Prize (finalist five times, winning with the murderess blind in 2000), and was a finalist for the Governor General's Award (Governor General's Award, a recognition offered by the Prime Minister of Canada). The dowry
narrator in this book by Margaret Atwood is extraordinary. Prepare the final revelation, moment by moment with great skill, the book opens like a Chinese box, a book in a libro, uno più emozionante dell’altro. Ricostruendo la saga di una famiglia borghese del Canada, ripercorre in chiave privata le vicende storiche e sociali di un intero secolo.
"Questa volta quella che è considerata la massima autrice canadese e una delle più famose del mondo anglosassone ha voluto superare se stessa... Questa straordinaria capacità di servirsi di elementi tanto diversi per ricostruire, come in un puzzle, una sorprendente verità che sarà chiara solo nelle ultime pagine, ha affascinato la critica e procurato alla Atwood il maggior riconoscimento letterario inglese, il Booker Prize." D - La Repubblica delle Donne