C'è da chiedersi, a questo punto, se il ministro Sandro Bondi non ci abbia preso gusto col "bunga bunga". L'ultimo, in ordine di tempo, si è consumato (sempre ai suoi danni) nella trasmissione di Santoro andata in onda giovedi last Annozero, the work of more than "scientific" journalist Marco Travaglio in his now famous monologue time. " Beyond the journalistic content of the thing that struck me the most, as always, was the director's mastery of television broadcast, but in particular of the highlights of the monologue of Labor (movement of bedrooms, size of the shots, timing of scenes, lights etc..) times the Minister for Culture Bondi showed signs of suffering. A human case, it seems, to which anyone would feel a sense of empathy. "Oh God" - someone will say - "see you at the mo which is a heart attack! .." . Yeah, because the accusations of labor, on time and be accompanied by facts and figures as well as by biting irony, were so sharp and fierce as to shiver. Or laugh. And in fact I have scompisciato laughter. AH AH AH
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The body is not a machine, the body we are, is the Self. The body is the mind, body and soul. In what Pino Tartaglia defines "right approach to understanding the body, mind and soul" applies the principle of "functional identity", not "parallelism psicosomatico” della medicina, quello che vede corpo e mente come due entità distinte che si influenzano a vicenda.