Friday, October 23, 2009

Cow Palace Liquidation Sale 2010



In Italy there are certain imperatives balance, made up of silences revered as rude noises, made of journalism as a regime of teasing of the first or second evening, made up of omissions and waved both complaints under ai riflettori della celebrità. Chi si schiera con Berlusconi qualsiasi cosa faccia, e chi si schiera contro. Chi condanna coloro che si schierano contro Berlusconi e chi invece ne difendono a spada tratta l’operato. Chi prende a perenne esempio di perfezione tutti gli altri Paesi tranne l’Italia e chi invece “all’estero sono anche peggio”. Chi censura e chi no.
In questo ridicolo circo di marionette, pochi - molto pochi - sanno serenamente perseguire la via più saggia, ossia quella della ragione . La via di chi sa riconoscere corruttori e incompetenti qualsiasi sia l’ambito sociale o il partito politico coinvolto, di chi sa soppesare le soluzioni senza pregiudicare, di chi sa rifiutare uncivilized compromises that make the servility under. The way of those who dare to criticize strongly the principles of objectivity and social dominant, although supported by an enviable marketing, can alienate man from a better future and condemn it to a vulgar absolutism media, politics, religion and above all culture. The way short of those who can stay in balance , calmly analyzing problems and solutions, recognizing strengths and weaknesses, absurdity and uselessness in libertinism in dogma, regardless of ideological faction which is believed to belong to, or the final concept that you feel a priori duty to say to win the debate. In this
ridicolo circo di marionette, invece, la scena è piena di detrattori, di attori che creano diversivi e offuscano i fatti, specialisti che gridano a scandali inesistenti per far notizia e deviare l’attenzione altrove. La scena è piena di persone che disputano sui dettagli, rincorse e punzecchiate da altre persone che considerano i dettagli dei dettagli ma per il motivo sbagliato, altre ancora che gridano allo scandalo perché i dettagli sono troppo dettagli e si perde il quadro d’insieme. E tutti costoro si parlano addosso, spesso pure con cognizione di causa, e si confondono nella folla delle opinioni che - tra una trascrizione, un’interpretazione, un’assenza di contraddittorio o una censura - perdono di coerenza: when disconnected from the context, are in fact deprived of the solids (or less) foundation that makes them so smart and so dumb in the mouth of those who have spoken. In this ideology against , in short, trying first to attack, destroy or mitigate the opinions of others: more than content, the battle evolves shots of actors, shows and ideological rancor, supported by a dialectic which seeks in the form reason to prevaricate on the opponent, rather than focus on solving the problem (which is far from dialectical).

This petulant and childish dance critics and controcritica goes but the direct benefit of the scheme, which uses the media for throwing brawl fog in the consciences of citizens, even the most conservative and moralists: slowly smoothed by a reform, a sneaky or praise, peppered by a tv recipes, games, boobs and butts, stories of people insignificant and overpaid show business idols, voters lose sight of the really big picture, asleep on the couch at home, quietly es'abbandonano to mediocrity. Poor parents who in turn make poor children in his own image and likeness, perfect sheep to vote for a liberal-democratic dictatorship supported by the media, where ignorance el'idiozia create money and success, where the beauty and appearance give privileges and say in more or less important social issues, where sex, football and a whole department of ideals fridge frozen enough to make every citizen feel important. Mediocrity triumphs, the rationality of stock prices collapse.
And we know that when there is no rationality to the citizen idiot can say anything. Berlusconi is a good person, that God exists and hates Muslims, who are all non-rogues, that communists eat children, that the bridge over the Strait of Messina and nuclear power stations in a seismic country are a good idea, that satire is morally harmful, that the Israelis are the good, the U.S. export democracy, which aliens do not exist (as opposed to God, of which there is conclusive evidence). Citizens' idiot can say everything, everything and its opposite, you can tell that Santa Claus exists as it does not exist, with the same effort with which you can say that Berlusconi is good and bad. The town idiot listens to you, and you choose ol'opposto you using the same neurons which selects the cream of mushrooms rather than fresh mushrooms at the supermarket, because that is what society has taught under the name of democracy. The ultimate expression of democracy has in fact reduced to the sole right to choose stupid. Who votes? Franceschini or Berlusconi? 're A Milan or Juve? Sea or mountain?

The real problem, my dear, is very important choice. Citizens' idiot, what has grown from doting parents incompetent, depressed by priests, via television and the ruthless marketing of jackals mindless, lacking everything in between: missing values \u200b\u200brather than alternatives, lack of reasons that choices . The citizen must come out sloppy mediocrity idiot supermarket, which in the best tradition of the "free market" leaves the strongest win, or at least what has more means to defend themselves against those who oppose him. The town idiot must stop clinging to simple concepts that have no functional need, but instead led him intellectual apathy. The citizen must stop being an idiot watching TV. Otherwise the city
idiot, even in the face that there is more professional information, you idiot there remains: who chooses to stay with Berlusconi, Franceschini or stone, which reads Felt rather than a labor or Barnard will remain what it is, with only a new fashion for the hands, also bought off in the supermarket. In short, the city lacks the ability to stay in the right : Only when he finally found this ability, we can return to talk about freedom. Otherwise we're just talking about the soup.