Like I do not like 
Definitely in the course of your life, someone asked the question: ... "If you could tear down the tower ... who would you save?"
Sometimes I happen to think what would keep the past, what to throw it away, what would keep the present and what to throw away.
Clearly, now carry only what comes to mind. Not a day would suffice to consider the infinity of things.
I do not like the mentality of the Italian people: for example, we complain to the Gelmini reform, but the truth is that not done their job: many of the students or researchers, they lose precious time on facebook or to organize the university on Wednesday evenings. Antipodes, I do not like the education system in China ... but certainly not out of the way and there are even greater certainty is that, once a "road", their graduates, we break the "cularino ". I'd like if we were more humble and more operational. Some critics, some protests, leading to self destruction e. .. remember that those who administer, enjoy seeing everything twice.
I do not like Enrico Varriale. It is not a professional. But everyone has the right to work in this Italian Republic. For how it works and for the "scoop" which proposes, I would see it well if you put in place to News ... 2000! A professional like many, was certainly Paul Valenti. I do not like journalists who practice any system to make the news ... The professional, not applicable to certain meanness, to justify its existence.
I do not like the hypocrisy of those who think of a clean world and talks about hydrogen, solar wind to produce forgetting that ... certain equipment, it takes research and burned so much fuel (= pollution)! I like proactive people: those who organize to go to school or work or just go shopping and take public transportation or by bike or organize transportation with the oldest in the world, "the piruzzi" God, has donated.
I hate arrogant people who dirty the assets of the community, but the sex so I do not like people who complain about the filth that's out there and not only do nothing to change things, but they are not even able to send positive messages to their children or people of tomorrow. I prefer the ones who set the example, collecting "cookies" of their dogs when they take to do the needs.
I'd do the same fate of Joan of Arc to all those who drive scooters without wearing a helmet wild with those damn "beep beep" at all hours of day and night, running at high speed. The "would pull those horns up your ass" and then exposed electrical wires, I like "trumpet" to see them jumping for joy. I would make a golden statue for those who teach their children respect for others and common sense are better than any code or rules of the road.
I love tailors, paninari, pastry chefs and all those who defy the windmills, like Don Quixote, producing something uniquely satisfying the needs and demands of the market. I hate all things dictated by trends in the first place ... Mc Donalds! Men are not all alike! Why insist on standardizing?!? Would you go to bed with a man or a woman equal to billions of other people? I
Zebedee is on Simona Ventura and all those like her who adhere to charities or similar. People who prefer to remain anonymous but who performs tangible. Mother Teresa of Calcutta, would be the best ... but certainly not "disdain" Claudia Koll ... I wonder why?!!
What about all those young, disrespectful brats who always want something, not thinking of their parents and the sacrifices they are to advance the cabin. Do you really want something and nothing you do not care if others can not get it? Well, start with the combs have a nice volley of kicks in the ass, then, let's clean the streets, to teach others that it is easier to keep clean, clean, and then, maybe ... I'll give you a glass of water to quench thirst. Perhaps in this way you would understand that simple things have more value than the superfluous things. Admire all those young leaders and down to earth ... they have their dream to live in a better world.
... Finally I hate myself when I let myself go to leisure, and when I think I've won a battle, and for this I rest, forgetting that, before Bring me, there are many more to accomplish. At times, our life is like the beat of a metronome: you can not get the pauses between beats and more.
