Saturday, December 26, 2009

Grape Seed Oil In Portland




The book is the train of those who never starts.

Metal Claw Scooter Wheels

PROPERTY TRAVEL POSSIBLE USES INFLUENCE BUT WHAT A

There are days when you would not want to pretend even a hairdo, and instead of individual quell'abbozzo maltonso to avoid any bypassing of the sidewalk comes at you with his right hand outstretched, clammy . He
traits in the face routine dell'accattone, eyebrows lying on the excavation of fiction, her lips stretched into a smile drooping. It seems just out of sixth pit of Dante's Inferno, one of the hypocrites: tucked under a hood of leaded gold.
You do not escape: a car with a wheel on the pavement you prevent the escape, a mother crouched on a child in tears, cuts you retreat.
You must respond to that greeting.
In one click, the invention.
"These days, no effusions. You know, the influence A!.
Here, something is served, the damn virus.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Re Upholstering Dining Room Chairs

'this influence?

Influenza A was presented as the pandemic of the century, and were waiting with the peace of mind of the plague in Milan before the Betrothed knocking at the gates of the city.
We did stock up on antiviral drugs while the government commissioned the multinational pharmaceutical companies millions of doses of a vaccine to be distributed first to the doctors and the police then those at risk and finally to all those between that age and had decided to undergo another brand.
But doctors, largely, have not been subjected to nearly obligation of the vaccine, and nothing is known of the police, or carabinieri.
In Sicily, with Prussian determination, it was ordered to turn to family doctors and pediatricians who in turn recommend for or against the mark, due to the presence of squalene in vaccines and neurological complications, and in the best or worst assumptions refer patients to the vaccination centers: first as a full day of shopping in the then desolate as empty as the presentation of a book by a literary critic who does not quote.
Influenza A, which gently for months the population infected, it was widespread at this point without any inhibitions, and the very notion of risk has changed, along with that of the owners of those risks.
The programming of the vaccination, so farseggiando, to slip forward. Earlier this
expensive comedy, the peak of the disease was announced in November and Christmas, and those at risk - had said, with barely concealed contempt of logic - were not marked on January 1.
Then, the doses have advanced well over the expected, and therefore - at this point is just says no official confirmation - all of those who will require to be vaccinated, and at any time they prefer.
Influenza A, it was also discovered, it does not hurt: it is a taxi carrying a passenger at the time of good character, a taxi speed, not the coffin on the course and on the meter.
The virus, however, could change.
In general, experts say the usual, mutations break down the hazardous nature of the primary virus. But it is said that a mutation does not dispute the statistics x, so that one day, on that taxis could pick up a passenger attacker, and ask to be led anywhere, in the blink of an eye.
The beauty is that we do not notice it in time. Swabs and analysis on become infected only a sample. And the vaccines developed, accumulated millions di dosi nei centri di vaccinazione, sarebbero ancor meno utili di quanto non si siano rivelati finora.
E allora, ricapitolando: l'influenza A, così com'è, non fa male; i vaccini sono stati solo un grande spreco di danaro pubblico; se l'influenza A dovesse far male, servirebbero altri vaccini.
Non ci avete capito niente? Vi pare ridicolo, tutto questo?
E' la Sanità, Bellezza.
Ci sarebbe anche da dire dei dirigenti che a più riprese mi hanno detto: "Guardi che se Lei dice così, si crea il panico... Non è sbagliato, ma insomma... Non so che dirle, io rispondo agli ordini... Lei, piuttosto, dovrebbe dire...".
Ci sarebbe da dire che noi giornalisti avremmo dovuto insorgere contro this play.

Friday, December 11, 2009

Fine Hair And Cipralex

TELLING THE MAFIA SON RETURNED

Yesterday, in Palermo, during a debate, some argued that we should not talk about the Mafia, in movies, in fiction, in books, because this only reinforces the same mafia.
I replied that we can tell in Sicily Sicily.
Sicily is modernity, multiculturalism is also myth and history.
we can tell, in Sicily and through Sicily, the whole world.
There is also the mafia. And not only is still there, in Sicily, but is so widespread that control vast portions of our territory, and is so cruel that the world will be amazed before all'efferatezza for his crimes.
The Mafia is so cruel as to be naturally privileged object of narration.
Eros and Thanatos, remember?
The mafia, however, is so hard to tell, that everything that has recently seen (in books and big and small screens), it is either comic or obscene.
say that the Mafia no longer be told, it's just an excuse.
Mafia - the real one, the one-day, one of Zen 2, Brancaccio, Cape province or in certain countries - is so hard to tell, which would take the courage and the talent of a great author.
To tell the mafia, it is necessary to risk the masterpiece.

Play Medal Of Honour Without Cd

Cannibal

These are hard times, and each lives in its own way the fear of the future.
the morning, I see frequently on TV that a guy who gives the baton to the other guests of a known transmission, and you see that would eat them, the partners who do not think like him. Not figuratively, I suspect.
Man, emotionally shaken, argues that we live in a Regime. He says, his face strained to the utmost, muscles trembling, forced - to be an inhuman effort - a simulation of calm and reason.
I wonder if behind that his obsession - for "The Regime", apparently - do not hide a temptation to return to cannibalism, to a world in which dialogue is replaced by a large meal ritual. That tragic
meal che sconvolse l'Italia negli anni Settanta e che chiamammo Terrorismo.

Wednesday, December 2, 2009

Seagate Freeagent Pro 500gb



Il punto è: come si cambia? Meglio: cosa si perde, e cosa si guadagna?
Da ragazzino pensavo: perché quei due litigano? Come mai non riescono a trovare un accordo?
Poi, più adulto: come mai uno muore per difendere un'idea? Cosa conta, un'idea, di fronte alla vita?
E infine, a metà del cammino tra allora ed oggi, tra l'entusiasmo perso e la chiarezza guadagnata, ho pensato: come ci si può vendere, a qualcuno, per qualcosa?
Ora che penso di avere le risposte a tutte quelle domande, rimpiango di non avere altre domande da lasciar senza risposte.