Thursday, October 15, 2009
Request For Temporary Disconnection Letter
Messina is a "cesspool"? Let's talk!
indignation or reflect here before the two common reactions to criticism. In these two positions has divided the city of Messina Antonello Caporale against the journalist who called together in Reggio Calabria, a "cesspool." This was unjustified insult or a courageous and necessary complain?
journalist Antonello Caporale called Messina and Reggio Calabria 'two sewers'
In recent weeks the Republic of journalist Antonio Caporale is the main topic of talks Messina. Not for the release of his book Mediocre, which also speaks of Messina Strait Bridge, nor for his work on the city newspaper, but rather because the TV talk show "Exit" it is possible to define Reggio Calabria and Messina "two sewers of the city."
The outcry over his words managed to stir the hearts of many Messina who are divided between those who are outraged believing those words an insult to the dignity of citizens (up to the lawsuit by the Mayor of Messina Giuseppe Buzzanca) , who has spoken in defense of Corporal and who (The committee "Young and Messina") has decided to intervene and open a debate by inviting the reporter to Messina.
Despite several attempts of obstruction by the city government, which are defined as "outraged" and reluctant to accept it, the debate with the journalist was there and was held in two sessions: the first in a library, where it is mostly presented his book "mediocre", and the second in a very popular youth club in town, Guernica, cultural and political center for the youth representative Messina.
words Antonello Caporale, therefore, have offended the poor and driven talent.
"I I accuse the misrule (...). But poor governance is not a product of the devil calls all personal responsibilities "
This is, in fact, way more often explained through blogs and emails of apology that the journalist sent to the citizens of Messina:" I apologize, then. with excuses, necessary and I hope useful, because the tone of the accusations, although reported in a very little wrong, does not seem excessive, I add some other considerations. I accuse the bad government, in charge of reckless handling of a lifetime, which Messina folded killed as Naples, Caserta destroyed, rendered servant Reggio Calabria. But poor governance is not a product of the devil call: all personal responsibilities. "
Faced with these allegations, "the class of the poor" has not taken the opportunity to reflect and discuss the real problems of the city (and therefore on the grounds that excessive expression of the reporter), has opened a dialogue with no Messina is intervened on the city's emergencies, but rather has taken a criminal prosecution against those he described, not inappropriately, a reality difficult and controversial.
the contrary, the purpose of the meeting was just to open a debate - between citizens, institutions, political organizations, unions, associations - and promote the culture the comparison. There are, in fact, Messina working on a better city and discuss the problems of real Messina Caporale knows that thanks to his journalism studies. It can not be tolerated the idea, expressed by some that "Corporal can not speak because he is not of Messina", or vice versa, "can not talk because he's the south."
Antonello Caporale should talk to the people of Messina, to confront and intervene with them; to his profession is not given any geographical boundaries, if not that the truth of the facts.
For 40 years they hear about a colossal Messina Strait Bridge but still no one has solved the practical problems Citizens
I, for Messina, I believe that we should not feel offended by the term "sewer" spoken by a journalist referring to our city to be offended should be all the problems that stifle Messina. The
Messina, in fact, waiting for hours to boarding the ferry and hydrofoil boats, waiting to be placed in the streets, the beaches that are clean, which is opened in the metro-rail Giampilieri-Messina, waiting under a plan that puts all and earthquake-resistant houses in a manner that they are assigned houses to those who still live in shacks. Messina
I expect to be revalued the local beauty, the historical and artistic heritage, the only things that can still be claimed when speaking ill of Messina: I speak of the recovery of our coasts and important historical and cultural centers of the past, such as the wonderful and forgotten Abbey Mili San Pietro.
And while they wait, they hear from those same Messina Strait Bridge in 40 years, the longest bridge in the world, which so far is only the most expensive bridge ever built in the world. This
exhausting waiting for concrete actions, even before any word of a journalist, should provoke anger and indignation of the citizens. A
arouse the indignation of Messina should be the issues that are suffocating the city, not the words of Corporal
Antonello Caporale did not merely expressing a sentiment shared and writes well in his blog Magradotutto Cerami Gabriella: "What he said Caporale is not in contradiction with the feeling of dissatisfaction that is felt in the city."
However, Messina on this occasion proved to be not only theater but also dissatisfaction with sterile house of people who have welcomed the journalist and took advantage of his presence to talk about themselves and their problems, thereby opening a debate that had tried several times to close.
The two-day Messina, as well as offering the possibility of a Corporal and know many people talk about himself and his book, has produced a discussion and a comparison that perhaps set in motion the machinery of the talents and contrasts to mediocrity, that speaks of Corporal in his book. The journalist
Messina greeted with these words: "I believe that collective reflection is much more useful than a lawsuit, but if the lawsuit is to do discuss, it is useful too." 
indignation or reflect here before the two common reactions to criticism. In these two positions has divided the city of Messina Antonello Caporale against the journalist who called together in Reggio Calabria, a "cesspool." This was unjustified insult or a courageous and necessary complain?
journalist Antonello Caporale called Messina and Reggio Calabria 'two sewers'
In recent weeks the Republic of journalist Antonio Caporale is the main topic of talks Messina. Not for the release of his book Mediocre, which also speaks of Messina Strait Bridge, nor for his work on the city newspaper, but rather because the TV talk show "Exit" it is possible to define Reggio Calabria and Messina "two sewers of the city."
The outcry over his words managed to stir the hearts of many Messina who are divided between those who are outraged believing those words an insult to the dignity of citizens (up to the lawsuit by the Mayor of Messina Giuseppe Buzzanca) , who has spoken in defense of Corporal and who (The committee "Young and Messina") has decided to intervene and open a debate by inviting the reporter to Messina.
Despite several attempts of obstruction by the city government, which are defined as "outraged" and reluctant to accept it, the debate with the journalist was there and was held in two sessions: the first in a library, where it is mostly presented his book "mediocre", and the second in a very popular youth club in town, Guernica, cultural and political center for the youth representative Messina.
words Antonello Caporale, therefore, have offended the poor and driven talent.
"I I accuse the misrule (...). But poor governance is not a product of the devil calls all personal responsibilities "
This is, in fact, way more often explained through blogs and emails of apology that the journalist sent to the citizens of Messina:" I apologize, then. with excuses, necessary and I hope useful, because the tone of the accusations, although reported in a very little wrong, does not seem excessive, I add some other considerations. I accuse the bad government, in charge of reckless handling of a lifetime, which Messina folded killed as Naples, Caserta destroyed, rendered servant Reggio Calabria. But poor governance is not a product of the devil call: all personal responsibilities. "
Faced with these allegations, "the class of the poor" has not taken the opportunity to reflect and discuss the real problems of the city (and therefore on the grounds that excessive expression of the reporter), has opened a dialogue with no Messina is intervened on the city's emergencies, but rather has taken a criminal prosecution against those he described, not inappropriately, a reality difficult and controversial.
the contrary, the purpose of the meeting was just to open a debate - between citizens, institutions, political organizations, unions, associations - and promote the culture the comparison. There are, in fact, Messina working on a better city and discuss the problems of real Messina Caporale knows that thanks to his journalism studies. It can not be tolerated the idea, expressed by some that "Corporal can not speak because he is not of Messina", or vice versa, "can not talk because he's the south."
Antonello Caporale should talk to the people of Messina, to confront and intervene with them; to his profession is not given any geographical boundaries, if not that the truth of the facts.
For 40 years they hear about a colossal Messina Strait Bridge but still no one has solved the practical problems Citizens
I, for Messina, I believe that we should not feel offended by the term "sewer" spoken by a journalist referring to our city to be offended should be all the problems that stifle Messina. The
Messina, in fact, waiting for hours to boarding the ferry and hydrofoil boats, waiting to be placed in the streets, the beaches that are clean, which is opened in the metro-rail Giampilieri-Messina, waiting under a plan that puts all and earthquake-resistant houses in a manner that they are assigned houses to those who still live in shacks. Messina
I expect to be revalued the local beauty, the historical and artistic heritage, the only things that can still be claimed when speaking ill of Messina: I speak of the recovery of our coasts and important historical and cultural centers of the past, such as the wonderful and forgotten Abbey Mili San Pietro.
And while they wait, they hear from those same Messina Strait Bridge in 40 years, the longest bridge in the world, which so far is only the most expensive bridge ever built in the world. This
exhausting waiting for concrete actions, even before any word of a journalist, should provoke anger and indignation of the citizens. A
arouse the indignation of Messina should be the issues that are suffocating the city, not the words of Corporal
Antonello Caporale did not merely expressing a sentiment shared and writes well in his blog Magradotutto Cerami Gabriella: "What he said Caporale is not in contradiction with the feeling of dissatisfaction that is felt in the city."
However, Messina on this occasion proved to be not only theater but also dissatisfaction with sterile house of people who have welcomed the journalist and took advantage of his presence to talk about themselves and their problems, thereby opening a debate that had tried several times to close.
The two-day Messina, as well as offering the possibility of a Corporal and know many people talk about himself and his book, has produced a discussion and a comparison that perhaps set in motion the machinery of the talents and contrasts to mediocrity, that speaks of Corporal in his book. The journalist
Messina greeted with these words: "I believe that collective reflection is much more useful than a lawsuit, but if the lawsuit is to do discuss, it is useful too."
Sunday, October 11, 2009
Compering In The Function
VISEU June 19 - June 18 AVEIRO WATCH
footsteps of Saramago
I'm sitting on a bench in the SE, I look at the ribbed vaults and pillars, the walls stripped of men, if not by time ... and listening to soft music (Bach, perhaps) coming from the speakers and bounces against the rocks I said earlier. There's a good atmosphere, also near the site of the cloister and the workers who speak and the things that fall. I paid the bill at the hotel after breakfast, and I ventured to the Clio up the rough stones of the old town, which seems to be a bumpy one with the soil. But then I found a parking lot and brought back to Rossio.
Today the sky is mostly cloudy and the air is still fresh. Turning the self, I can not see the baptistery, in the right transept, because it is enclosed by an iron grate. If I had the battery with me in my suitcase, I would have justified the additional weight. I do see the nodes in the center ribs of the transept (sometimes) and I decide that the music of Vivaldi. The central altar or
the higher 90s, the work of a certain Luis Cunha, who did not deserve to be sued, but you should also mention the horrors (there are pyramids in each orthogonal view!) and hope it will not happen again, even in this land so lots of good architects.
The air becomes known; shame not to know the music to transcribe. How can I trust the memory to find confirmation of my assumptions? (In fact, back home, for my efforts, I do not remember even a piece of that sweet harmony). In the cloister
men with cleaner, brushes and water clearly the stone with moss and stains of time. On the first floor repair or refer others to the ceiling of the loggia boxes. Forms the Italian Renaissance cloister, but here the times do not match. More is not visible due to the ongoing work. So I ran the risk of meeting the guidance, skilled in word play and nonsense, that he so saddened and darkened the traveler.
Since Monday, the museum is closed Grao Vasco (I had a good idea yesterday ...) and then you just have to take the car (because the ticket is time 'to end).
At 13 Clio sat in a parking lot in Red Mangualde. I came here after immemorial as the vicissitudes of road signs, road reports are short, are clearly an option on the roads local, as it is supposed that the premises know what to do and where they go, unlike tourists, that they are the highways!
I eat, because the country offers very little from the artistic point of view (the map of tourism workshop is a photocopy of who knows how many other craft items, before climbing back to the original map but the only ...); Local to me like it is full of people, apparently in business break. Then do 'apples to the bottom of the Ovar and allotment. Half an hour later, however, I stop at the entrance to Gouveia, the restaurant "A Brasa" regional cuisine, which, to grab the handle of the entrance, I was afraid it might be only in a mirage. I choose the 'plato del dia "because I care: capri au oven with potatoes and rice. It will be hungry, but goes down to taste a pity that I can not water it with wine, still having to drive up to Watch. All this then, including coffee, for only 1000 crowns.
I'm sitting on the walls of the castle of Linhares, and instead of the magnificent landscape of mountains and valleys, the story of how I've filled the guts!
It 's a strange day, there's fog and clouds alternate with sun, swallows circling above the chaotic remains of the castle. The country is almost like once, even the residents are out of fashion in their clothes. I want to see him get better. I crossed by car, but then I regretted it and almost so ashamed of it, on four wheels: these roads are made by man for man, so I parked outside the country, as once they were all foreigners, with their wagon or horseback.
This is about the plant's View of Self. Compared to Viseu, identical in all three spatial dimensions, this is Gothic sucked up. There looked like some moldy cellars, only missing the smell of wine profane, replaced by that of the candles, maybe not as sacred but pleasant. The six side altars are clearly inspired by Renaissance and later. Overall, the atmosphere in every way it still seems that original light (included). I made the rounds from outside the perimeter to describe, but it is not easy with work in progress. So I ended up sitting on the coffee table, very unstable, a bar on a porch sipping a cerveja. Many young people at the tables, I saw many arrive in the city, like leaving a school. But we should be out of season and out of slot ... there are tables and tables of the only boys only girls but also some joint committees.
few black people until now, whereas last year, to the south, I encountered many. A few of them wept and prayed in itself, regardless of looks concerned, then exit the car that was waiting, with a white driving.
back to the story: in front of a D. Sancho I of bronze with a plastic worthy of Brezhnev period. The porch is rather a kind of "Sottoportego" Venetian, just over 2 meters high, supported by granite columns, in an architectural order indefinable, but that would be classic. Yet they would need the care of men who are struggling with water and Raspini this morning in the cloister of Viseu.
's almost 19 and I do not want to find accommodation for the night. I've seen on the road that specified, but it seems too expensive and out of reach. Look at this, no longer young, that 'to say to all those who pass, you just have a little' physical. The waiter a boy brushed the Tin-Tin. In short, the beer is over, it's time to go.
What I saw at the entrance of the city, it was just a sign, the hotel is much closer to the center and also is not expensive. Certainly some complaint 'the signs of aging, but retains a certain charm. The rooms are outdated, but clean, the pool is almost a pond instead of a greenish color. Too bad. In room 323 there is also a balcony and TV and RaiDue RaiUno. Arriving just in time for the Italy-Sweden match, I lay in bed and relax. I take a shower in the range of tones. Meanwhile, Italy won 2-1. I warm clothes, because we are more than 1000 meters above sea level (with all these ups and downs I had not realized the thing, until, in the bathroom, I leafed through the guide: the highest town in Portugal!) and I go to eat in a place that I spotted today afternoon.
I wanted to also try the hotel restaurant de Turismo, because I think it unwise to that of the traveler, that the history of the head waiter and his sister died at 7 years, but I'm not sure, and even the waiter if he were dead? In Belo Horizonte
eat things of the past (à Chourizada Regionals) as fat, because then there was no heating and we worked hard. Not satisfied, albeit with a finish of chocolate mousse.
Way a while to digest, but it's really cold and I would not block the intestines, which already has some serious problem to tie the pork with chocolate! In the room I
23 ° C; sleep happy tonight!
Saturday, October 3, 2009
How To Wash Northface Apex
VISEU
footsteps of Saramago
Today seems like a much cooler day (24.5 ° C in the room). I am in the cloister of the former monasteiro de Jesus, now a museum of Aveiro. Pull the end of a tune that only yesterday I dared not even imagine. The museum is open on Sunday not only, but free.
I woke up well this morning: fresh and rested. I had breakfast "Continental" hotel, a hotel that has seen better days, perhaps under a dictatorship? but that still retains the charm of time. The room is all wood and creaks like the inside of a brig. The waitresses are old and for many customers of the day, their uniforms old ways obsolete. It 's a place where it is hard to imagine sitting at a table, his face torn down and turned off the Pereira Mastroianni. The eighteenth century facade but is really nice and well kept.
the streets almost deserted, I like to take some pictures. I watch people leave the function in the Church of Mercy. The façade with a portal Manueline tiles and is really nice, but it is well exposed to the sun, I do not know if the photo will be feasible. Carefully observing the faces and movements of the faithful, sense, or seems to sense that these Portuguese look like 20/25 years ago the Italians'. It 's a feeling that does not find plausible reasons, but often the impressions of the skin are also more equitable.
Then, instead of returning to campus after 5 years in the hot sunshine makes me decide to beaches.
There is a long strip of land between the sea and the lagoon (called the Costa Nova), lined with many houses designed by local architects, but there are also examples of speculative houses and fishermen, and these latter is the most features with the vertical slats of wood colored alternately white and red or green or blue or ... Back with the Mind to the previous year, Peniche, Nazaré, Figueira da Foz.
take a sample of sand, clear enough, for the collection. The beach is behind a dune, but does not prevent the sea view and is less crowded. I wash an apple under the gargoyle remained open as possible and eat it, enjoying the bitter taste. There is no need to stop, and go on to Ilhavo.
Here I should visit the naval museum but is closed for renovation and expansion. The museum of ceramics would instead open, but I can not stand the ceramic always jump the boards and display cases in museums and only think of a museum of ceramics makes me sick.
Step by Agueda almost nonstop, are attracted to the greenhouse Caramulo. The landscape is really unexpected and the smell of resin permeates the warm air. The road becomes more winding and seems to rise without end and goal. A
Caramulo there is only a few resort spa and hotel for the museum. Today is a day of museums and even at this later, perhaps because the place looks kitsch and I'm afraid the scam. The ex-sanatorium (but will it?) Is almost deserted. The time seems to run slow or slide at all, certain places seem to mountain tracks, the air is pure and peroxide.
go down precipitously, as they rose slowly, going around the maximum slope towards Tondela.
E 'a time that does not lend itself to thoughts, if I can soon get to Viseu in time to see something.
But the city is all a yard so I can not lose that. It is now late for the visits, then I try accommodation, but there is no indication and the adventure continues ... Finally I find a residencia to Moinho de Vento ***, evocative name, but not very responsive to the expectations.
E 'in room 206 that I write these lines (from the mercy of the people from the church). These are the 23 and I'm really tired and it does not have dinner. The traveler may have impressed me with his qualms about not explicit, or perhaps it was not ... In short, if I Viseu has reserved only disappointment, this should not be an appropriate and then dribbling the traveler's literary articles, direct statements that hospitality must be unknown in this land.
least the AC works tonight, the fact remains that I can not do down the thermostat below 26.5 ° C. I see TV in the synthesis of GP, the Ferrari one-two, then slept.
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