One of the things I like to think when they are abroad is that nobody around me, when asked about it, would express support for the intelligence of the smart. I can not say that the same would happen in Italy. It has the strong impression that here is believed in the existence of a true form of intelligence specific to the cunning. A natural talent, a genetic advantage, winning a moral predisposition. Every person on trial in Italy should not pass the IQ, not the experience, skills, qualities of character, no, none of this, the gauntlet is the degree of real and perceived fottitudine, active and passive.
Beyond the mirror does not count anymore reality, Italy is a wonderland where everything is possible for those who learn the art of the jedi manage current strength of fottitudine. You have no fuck you fuck, there is only the rule of the game in Italy, everything else is legal. You can lie, steal, cheat, cheat, it's important that you join a group of friends can protect you from any unpleasant consequences, the stupid ambitions of those who have the absurd claim that all follow the rules, people who do not know the rule is one. All other rules only serve to keep lawyers employed in cases that last for decades and ends with a fart.
When I am abroad I like to think I'm in a place where fottitudine is banned, prosecuted, inhibited childhood. There is exalted and celebrated as happens in Italy, when an ex-smart says it finally has found someone with more fottitudine in front of him. Because we are reduced to rooting for the lions at the Colosseum, 2 thousand years for nothing, the thirst for blood remains intact in this peninsula. Look around, look at the faces of people, all have that attitude in the face full of mischievous fottitudine from street urchin who has memorized the shortcuts, by rais that does not stick a stamp in this neighborhood without first asking permission. They seem to have all in your pocket with a pass for permission to do what the hell he likes.
cunning Why me tired, it's a job to do the smart ones that do not require intelligence, only perseverance and great energy, a quantity of industrial fottitudine which is like drugs for the junkies. If the smart has no way to vent fottitudine that I get sick, you feel like a failure without any rule to circumvent, to tease some victims, pocketing some money only to those who should avoid the box office, some goal to snatch the Meritorious give it to my cousin's son-in-law who is a good son to me is a lot of nice fottitudine has yet to deliver but it is very good with time you will make.
Then there are striking examples of fottitudine that leave me stunned are masterpieces of taking the piss. Take for example the environment, ecology. What about those who exalt the one hand the working class and the other seems to have found out yesterday that there is a kind of industrialization, as if the affair had taken place by stealth, at the hands of those bad guys who went to take the workers and took them away by force from the beautiful country life. There are works written by historians, intellectuals, from unsuspecting people, which never would you say are masters of fottitudine jedi yet you tell the world that exists only in their heads.
fottitudine I'm not saying that is a voluntary choice. Often I strongly doubt that it is an automatic response, a kind of pulse predatory pushing the stupid and the wicked, as often the two coincide, to a herd in order to eliminate competition from intelligent, honest and reasonable, in terms of cunning 'the fools'. Why be clever than you really believe, you truly believe that the intelligent do all those things to get good grades in school because they are programmed so, poor beasts are losers crawling in the mud in search of something to read, to be honest that's lacking some wheel because it is too masochistic not to cheat when the aim is to win.
Another striking example is the entire economic system. They tell you it has become popular because the masses like. In the sense that its merits are implied, we should not make sure that it has, of merit, what matters is that it's there, he sold a lot, talk about it all, they voted. But what the masses like? The masses know what they like to the masses? The fottitudine of advertising know what like and what will appeal to the masses because he'll shove the masses like a herd of cows, like puppies who are fighting each other to receive a compliment from the character of nat-pop-tv moment. Do you really think that they are all like Gandhi market starting at just and as the crowds are queued as Forrest Gump?
One last example, but I could make others, is the system of values. We no longer have any certainty but only opinions, rules written by people who no longer exists and are followed without knowing why. Here, too, tell us what we think of gay families, dogs abandoned, the property taxes, the greenhouse effect, the lack of drinking water in certain parts of the world of mining. Fottitudine is the highest degree, politics. You must be either very stupid or so clever for so long that you could not even remain the most disgusting your own vomit. You you wake up, you brush, run to work, care for the children, all buy what advertisers tell you, I agree with everything the politicians tell you, in your underwear and the clever, the only really smart , to the dark side of fottitudine you think you are.
At the end you do not save anyone, here's the truth. There are just a lot of people complaining that they were fucking more than they managed to fuck. That's not how you live in the real world, the world I like to think of being when I'm abroad. A world of nice people, which is also the dream of smart when it crosses a rare moment of uncertainty, dreams of a beautiful village of Jehovah's Witnesses who have not yet been sullied by the fottitudine smart. This is the real cancer of Italian society: the conviction of the cunning intelligence that there can crapped for what they are: pathetic, selfish, arrogant and hypocritical profiteers.
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