Apparently there are a lot of things going on in this mad world but I do not have time – and yes I am bloody lazy!!! – to read them or to be nearly interested sometimes.

Not today however.

Let’s talk about Italy and the Berlusconi problem: it is a big, bald and loud problem Italy thought to have sorted out but as a well known Stephen King’s book quotes “sometimes they come back”…!

Someone may think that at this stage the general perception of Italy could hardly be more disappointing because of the amount of piling rubbish southern cities keep collecting without being able to dispose of it. But it is not if we think of the considerable quantity of rubbish that will be told by the new PM to the international community.
And what about the Italians? They are ready to believe even in miracles not to be forced to act and think on their own!!!
And not once, not twice but three times as yet!!!

Well done again! It seems that Italy could not be more in trouble than that, something it should be really proud of!

Why am I so angry about this situation?
I am half Italian. I have inherited the typical Italian hands waving thing and all those tiny funny peculiarities that make people smile because they are out of the ordinary English world.
My attitude for example. Somehow it is wrong, out of place and at times awkward.
Despite all my efforts, when I was an adolescent I could not work it out. Nobody could tell me why but I was – and I knew it – different and perfectly integrated at the same time.
I clearly remember the feeling of being an outsider…I can still feel it now sometimes.