difficult to forget the list of asylum: the son refused because their parents are Italian, and married taxpayers for the benefit of Maluba, beautiful, small, black and the daughter of immigrants.
Shocking find that for Italian grandmother, retired the date for a CAT scan will be between 6 months and Svetlana, illegal immigration, through unknown paths of support for foreigners, can do the next day, without paying a euro. Ignoble observe bus traffic from the East to come and take care of in Italy, market shame of human beings in search of medical help, indecent mockery of those who always pay taxes for a public health service which is often an impossible bureaucratic ordeal.
errors are committed in our country, very serious and that no government in the last 20 years has been able to handle competently. It is not enough to pay tribute to yet another measure, the further act of legislative determination. Not just because it gives us integrity, we do not preserve injustice, does not provide psycho-social and even security and order. We have a world all around us: the other. Everyone, of whatever race, ethnicity or nationality, are simple humanity, not hell.
from monkeys to humans is a short step, the same organization neuronal the mirror of the soul, the "mirror neurons" in the know what the other person is, physically and emotionally. Well in this hot summer look eyes of those who will turn off any hope of survival is bad for the heart of any Italian still capable of empathy, to recognize in the suffering, pain and fear.
A crowd of ghosts will cross our country and our city, shadows to the right then at the mercy of the living, crime in particular. Imagining women's bodies violated in the name of the absence of permission to live in our sky, mothers with sick children crying in the middle of the night, in silence to avoid being discovered, which would go to the hospital too dangerous. Men at some yard underpaid lick their wounds at work in a cramped basement to pay hundreds of euro profiteering Italians, Italians "of origin", who were born with an identity card. Imagine touching them infectious diseases because it is better to die as we live, in secret, and that care be put off in some corner of the world where unfortunately you were born. We Italians know well what the smell of desperation, the search for any world, in Europe or America, hoping to earn enough to raise our children in Veneto or Sicily, and yet we seem incapable of empathy aliens who are trying their luck in our country. Also we export human flesh, the worker and that of the Camorra, the mafia. Because in a basket of apples that are always running, even if you've caught in Italy. We can not even give a chance of living for these people? When it was our turn to show that they had to emigrate to survive for a few months to be able to do useful work, to have a reference that we uphold.
We can give a chance for foreigners? No. Can we help?
No. We can only report them, not cure them, exploit them, arrest them and then throw them outside our borders. For us, Africa, the Caribbean, are destinations in the East, nothing more.
our suitcases ready to be lost in some airport, national or international, do not look like bundles of illegal immigration and miserable wandering humanity. And yet we are all human beings, we should not forget, even on vacation.
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