because I could not do better, I report the shared wish of Dr.. Montanari.
"For reasons I do not understand but I accept that, it is customary to wish the next good Dec. 25, the supposed birthday of Jesus, and to hell with the rest of the year.
Ligio tradition, too I want to send a little 'cards.
To the right of way, Merry Christmas, Silvio Berlusconi, perhaps taking advantage of a way of life undoubtedly longer, it has made far more miracles of Christ: the disappearance of waste from Naples that is still ongoing, the brain of many compatriots.
right to name day, followed by a merry Christmas for Christ to Peter, son of such a father and miraculously quick to learn the secrets of Italian political etiquette. And, of course, Merry Christmas to my father and his square of cement, of Vestal, of popes (in the etymological sense of bridge-builders) and emulate the nice beaver dam builders in this If version lagoon. Merry Christmas to
Antonio Bassolino, brave captain who was able to weather the storm and no one has done to come up with billions of euros (who can tell how many?) Disappeared in a festive game of prestige ecoballe and businesses from the mysterious tasks .
Merry Christmas to the judges for whom being drunk and
pair (preferably after having raped) a woman who does not agree and resists are not aggravating as it may appear to us that naive and ignorant of laws, we able to use only common sense, but they are mitigating circumstances. And, again, a merry Christmas to them, the magistrates, for which the environment is massacre prank unworthy attention.
By the way, Merry Christmas to the Roman Catholic Church who is there to observe casually without lifting a finger (if she knew) that the destruction, at least in proportion to land, which the designer created the representative said. A proper
Merry Christmas to CIP6 famous law, the illegality and the chameleon monument mascalzonaggine. Merry Christmas to the Constitution, mocked and mutilated by a parliament elected by no one ever with the latest amputations meekly signed by the President of the Italian republic, which has no seat in the Senate.
Speaking of votes, as not to wish Merry Christmas to tellers Abruzzo, tired from overwork, which have escaped the votes given to the list for the common good even in the polling station where he voted for the candidate for the governorship?
And my congratulations to the Mafia, without whose support our local economy a big slice out of business, preceded by our policy.
course Merry Christmas to football clubs and living in another economy that can afford to shell out tens of millions of euros to make the delicious short-lived rallies some fellow, not having to shell out a penny for the disasters that a certain fraction of persons entering the stadium set up with precise regularity and being exempted from the tyranny of taxation.
and the harp? Of course, congratulations also ARPA who has always kept quiet patiently telling bedtime stories, sometimes even sacrificing some of them ended up in occasional, small tempestucce judicial, now dormant, though.
A happy Christmas to ENEL and all the supporters of this thing called clean coal, hoping that someone denies laureate Carlo Rubbia, steadfast in denying its existence.
And I extend my greetings to all men of good will who are trying to get us close the search, from the picturesque Roman psychopath who, after a period of quiet, now experiencing a relapse, to certain associations that are disturbing to some comical judge which, making use of consultants Sources uncertain and equally uncertain scientific background, proceedings are huge archive of material while providing nothing short of burning.
Greetings Legambiente that, after the triumph achieved by the implementation of the incinerator in Brescia and the next reopening of one of Verona, is now on to see the gas turbine plant Modugno and welcomes the tower of Babel waste leaving chiampariniana in Turin.
A wonderful Christmas to all media of that regime, with rocky and heroic self-sacrifice regardless of their mission, have always been consistent in distorting scientific information on the environment or, in extreme cases, in tacerle.
A Christmas brighter for Our academy has shown that with the facts as there is also a kind of Italian Dream, which enables even an illiterate to rise to superb heights of the chair: just have the right family, connections and appropriate, in the absence of another, a physical generous and helpful. From there, the chair, applying the appropriate fee, you can scrape together some money too. Just cancel your science fair pages.
Merry Christmas and a long life in asbestos industrialists, professors and politicians have perpetuated juke box in spite of the existence of the oldest and most obvious evidence. The mesothelioma are also on your own, as they are today a collation of diseases pollution.
Merry Christmas to Umberto Veronesi, the man zero.
A good Christmas special interest, and this for reasons of geography, who gave permission to fill a bit 'of Modena underground gas storage, making it a colossal for the needs of foreign customers. The hope, and this more than anything for us who live here, is that the earth does not tremble as he's doing now because, otherwise, maybe that gas will hit the mark.
Finally, after some have forgotten God knows how many worthy, my respectful greetings to the authorities in Modena who, resisting the temptation to make the common good and with a great sense of humor, we have expanded the incinerator requested to provide with renewed energy waste if we do not want to turn off the rich, more and more gigantic bonfire.
Merry Christmas but not the old world to the old world. "
add,
to all those who feel ill after having eaten for Christmas dinner too,
to all those who promise that you will put in after the holidays diet,
to all those who wash the conscience thinking that the third world is not bad because of him,
to all those who keep the lights on for Christmas, in spite of the crisis!
