Canine Upper Respiratory Infection

Dal 1° gennaio al 28 maggio 2010: 425 morti sul lavoro - 10.643 invalidi - 425.730 infortuni.
Questi sono dati allarmanti che dovrebero far riflettere.
Oggi a parlar di questi "crimini di guerra unilaterale" (perchè è questo il termine da usare)non sono più i indacalisti, coloro i quali hanno il dovere di attuare delle forme di prevenzione e vigilanza sulla sicurezza dei lavoratori, but the workers!
Marco Bazzoni, metalworker and employee representatives for the safety of Florence complaint inadmissible conditions prevailing in the vast majority of jobs in Italy, where there are no strict controls on the part of the labor and technical prevention Asl . Here's an

text where Marco Bazzoni expresses its indignation. The

called "white deaths". The
called "white deaths", as was bloodless. The
called "white deaths" because the adjective
white alludes to the absence of a hand
directly responsible for the incident, but there is always responsible
hand, more than one. The
called "white deaths", as they were due
randomness, fate, bad luck to. The
called "white deaths", but the pain does
surround them could claim a very different shade of color. The
called "white deaths" to make them look white, immaculate, innocent. The
called "white deaths", the two lines that do not deserve
newspapers, and is not a quote in the news. The
called "white deaths" to avoid having to talk about murders in the workplace.
call them "dead white" as white as the
silence, the indifference that follow them. The
called "white deaths", but are not
incidenti, dipendono dall'avidità di chi si
rifiuta di rispettare le norme sulla sicurezza sul lavoro.

Le chiamano "morti bianche", un modo di dire
beffardo, per delle morti che più sporche di così non possono essere.
Le chiamano "morti bianche", ma sono il risultato
dello sfruttamento dell'uomo sull'uomo, dove la
vita non ha valore rispetto al profitto.
Le chiamano "morti bianche", ma sono tragedie
inaccettabili per una paese che si definisce
civile, che non può permettersi di avere tutte queste morti sul lavoro.
Le chiamano "morti bianche", ma in realtà sono
nere, non solo perchè ogni morte è “nera” ma
because often, almost always, the victims are not even on the payroll
their
"masters": masters of their lives. And they died. The
called "white deaths", but they are a national emergency
, although some say that
are in decline, not realizing that the data on deaths
at work is severely underestimated, and that if
down there ' is mainly due to the economic crisis. The
called "white deaths", a euphemism that
should be abolished because it is an insult to the families and victims of work. The
called "white deaths", but how long will
again why they are called by their real name?

Little Red Wagon Invitations

Pause


Due to a death in the family, this blog stops for a few days. We feel in a week or two. Comments are closed, friends I know sorry, i can fuck you troll, since my home address we have for years, threaten and threaten but have not yet managed to get a check and a testicle that is not I hate to be sent to quash their jubilation from under the rock where they are hidden.

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Two little words to Mr.

Today I would like to say a few words to Mr. De Rossi, Roma player, as a result of these outrageous statements about his law enforcement:

"If we go ahead with the card's fan, it is also necessary that the policeman. For my part I am against. If it were enough to solve the problems, I might as well accept it. But it will not help get rid violence from our stadiums. It is not just file a person before I lit a smoke or throw a stone. Football is a hostage to television, sponsors, perhaps even of the ultras, but they are the positive part of our sport. Who goes to the stadium with a knife in his pocket is not well, so as that cop who punched a boy on the motorcycle after the cup final Italy only because he wore a red shirt. "

Dear Mr. De Rossi in Italy is not allowed to move just about any law enforcement, is that clear?
But how are we to say? It

songs, he notes, he veiled criticism! If you dare come

publicly crucified!

They are never wrong!

And I hope that the thing should not happen again! Indeed

De Rossi was promptly apologized.

But I whisper, think so:

http://turano.blogautore.espresso.repubblica.it/2010/05/28/daniele-de-rossi-ha-ragione/

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De Rossi's letter to Maria Luisa Busi Minzolini

Mi piace riportare la lettera aperta della giornalista Rai Maria Luisa Busi al direttore del tg1 Minzolini, ovvero quello che ha trasformato il più seguito tg nazionale, fonte di veritiera informazione, in un accozzaglia di falsità, ma soprattutto in un mezzo di disinformazione.
Perché le cose da sapere, le realtà scomode, sono totalmenter sparite, quali siano i problemi degli italiani non è più dato saperlo, o forse il problema principale è composto dalla presenza degli extracomunitari, meglio se clandestini.

Di seguito la lettera, credo che non abbia bisogno di nessun ulteriore commento, si commenta da sola.

Povera Italia...



ROME - "A journalist has a unique tool to defend their professional beliefs: to raise his signature piece. A conductor, a conductor, it can only raise his face at this point." And 'This is one of the main points of the letter from Maria Luisa Busi announced its intention to abandon the management of Tg1 1. The letter, posted in three folders and a half of writing news bulletin is addressed to the Director Augusto Minzolini and CDR, and copied to the Director General of RAI Mauro Masi, the company president Paul Garimberti and human resources manager Luciano flows. Here is the full text.

"Dear Editor: I ask you to be relieved of duty to host the 20 edition of Tg1, having determined that a situation does not allow me to perform this task without injury to my professional beliefs. This is a difficult choice for me, but obligatory. I consider the editorial that you wanted to give the paper a sort of a diversion, because of which the Tg1 risk crashing into a permanent loss of credibility with viewers. "

" As the president of the Vigilance Commission Rai Sergio Zavoli: 'The biggest Italian newspapers, renouncing its traditional structure has seen transform together with its identity, traditional part of listening. "

" I love this newspaper, I work for 21 years. Because it is a great newspaper. E 'is the newspaper of the Vespa, Frajese, Longhi, Morrione, Fava, Giuntella. The Journal of different cultures, different ideas. The contained all, this was his wealth. It was their newspaper, our newspaper. Even colleagues who have removed from their posts and many others in here who have been marginalized. This is the newspaper that has always spoken in the country. The newspaper of the Italians. The newspaper that gave voice to all the entries. It has never been a single voice of the newspaper. Today, information is information Tg1 partial and partisan. Where is the real country? Where are the women in real life? Those who have to wait months for a mammogram, if they can not pay for it? Those with the worst wages in Europe, those who are struggling every day to keep going because there is no nursery place for all our children? Must be to raise the blood and die for the honor of one of our title.
And where are the women and men who have lost their jobs? A million people, behind which are their families. Where are the young, for the first time with a worse future of the fathers? And the forty still precarious, 800 euro per month, which can not even buy a couch, let alone giving birth to a child? And where are the cassintegrati Alitalia? What happened? And hundreds of companies and entrepreneurs that are closing the northeast who commit suicide life because I failed? Where is the Italy we have a duty to tell? That Italy exists. But the TG1 has dropped. Also I buy toilet paper for my daughter who attends first grade in a public school. But that evening, in Tg1 20, we give space only to ministers and Gelmini Brunetta presenting the new great project for the digitization of the school, including a digital whiteboard.

"Italy is experiencing a dramatic social crisis is over the siding of our indifference. Squeezed between information of a party - an editorial on justice, one against the repentant Mafia, another on the investigation of Trani in which you said not to be investigated, denied by the made the next day - and infotainment everyday how many times should wash their hands every day, hunting the crocodile in the lake, the antiscippo underpants. An editorial choice with which we are enriching the scripts of the programs of satire and impoverishing our reputation as the first newspaper of the public service of the most important company in the country's cultural. In addition to citizens, they are paying for so many good colleagues who could devote more satisfaction in many other investigations of the most high profile and public interest. "

" A journalist has a unique tool to defend their professional beliefs: remove the piece his signature. A conductor, a conductor, it can only raise their faccia, a questo punto. Nell'affidamento dei telespettatori è infatti al conduttore che viene ricollegata la notizia. E' lui che ricopre primariamente il ruolo di garante del rapporto di fiducia che sussiste con i telespettatori".

"I fatti dell'Aquila ne sono stata la prova. Quando centinaia di persone hanno inveito contro la troupe che guidavo al grido di vergogna e scodinzolini, ho capito che quel rapporto di fiducia che ci ha sempre legato al nostro pubblico era davvero compromesso. E' quello che accade quando si privilegia la comunicazione all'informazione, la propaganda alla verifica".

Nella lettera a Minzolini Busi tiene a fare un'ultima annotazione "più personale": "Ho fatto dell'onestà e della lealtà the style of my life and my profession. Dissent is not betray. I do not remember who said recently. Therefore:
1) I reject the accusation that he had committed misconduct. The criticisms that I have expressed publicly - remember that it is my right as well as a duty being a counselor in the FNSI - I had already moved well in the meetings of Contents, and you, personally. In a spirit of sincere cooperation, thinking that in a job like ours, the movement of ideas and diversity of opinion constitute an enrichment. This is why I continued to conduct in recent months. But it is clear that there's no space for democratic discourse in Tg1. These are the times of the single thought. Whosoever does not is it out sooner or later.
2) reject the accusation that I was moving to biting the hand that feeds. I remember that the dish is that of a simple left, which simply asks that the dish contains the right ingredients. All honest. And I want to clarify that you have always refused compensation out of the Rai, lavishly offered by large companies for the faces called to present their conventions, believing that a reporter from the public service should not profit from their role.
3) reject as insulting statements in your letter after the interview with Republic 2, letter in which you called the company a disciplinary action against me: I have accused of "Harming the newspaper I work for, with my statements on the data of listening. The figures released have confirmed those statements. I also find it ironic your consideration the following: 'Tg1 give consideration to the positions of minorities but not shocked the facts in deference to ideological campaigns. "I can tell you that the only country in which I work is where I spend the weekend with the family . I hope you can say the same. On the other hand I have noticed that has not raised a word against your violent smear campaign that the newspaper Il Giornale, Libero and the weekly Panorama - even using improperly business mail me direct - have lined up against me in After my criticism of your line editorial. An attack on clock: immediately discredit those who disagree to weaken the value of its claims. I have been called 'shear ciacolante - talkative girl - reporter without news, without editorial columnist' and so on. It is not what I said the President Ciampi handing the Prix Saint Vincent journalism, at the Quirinale. To answer these cowards my office. But know that is not why I leave the conduct of 20. Thomas Bernhard in Old Masters writes dozens of times a word that I love very much: respect. Do not live with admiration, he says, but of respect that we need. "

He concludes:" Dear Editor, I believe we need more respect. For news, per il pubblico, per la verità.
Quello che nutro per la storia del Tg1, per la mia azienda, mi porta a questa decisione. Il rispetto per i telespettatori, nostri unici referenti. Dovremmo ricordarlo sempre. Anche tu ne avresti il dovere".

Fonte:

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If cars were open source



Everybody knows the old joke (Fake, of course) in which Bill Gates had said during a speech at COMDEX, that if the automotive industry had ridden technological progress as well information technology, today the car would costerebbeto $ 30 and 3000 km with one liter of gasoline , receiving the response of the observation that if the car industry had followed the same path as the computer:

1) The car crashed twice a day for no apparent reason.

2) Every time you refer to the markings should buy a new car.

3) Sometimes, run as a normal operation, turn left off would irreversibly the car and there would be no other way out but to reinstall the engine.

4) Whenever the car is turned off for no reason on the highway, motorists should be prepared to restart it without protest and accept this as a normal part of any trip.

5) By car there could be only one person at a time, save or buy Car95 CarNT [history and 'antiquated, Ed] and purchase additional seats apart.

6) Apple would produce a car with solar energy, reliable, five times more 'fast and twice as' easy to drive, but would cost 100 times more' and could travel only about 5% of the roads [and perform only maneuvers that Steve Jobs approves, Ed].

7) Le spie di olio, temperatura e alternatore verrebbero sostituite da una singola spia di "errore irreversibile dell'automobile".

8) I sedili sarebbero conformati in modo da costringere tutti ad avere il sedere delle stesse dimensioni.

9) L'airbag chiederebbe "Sei davvero sicuro? SI/NO" prima di gonfiarsi.

10) Occasionalmente, e per nessuna ragione apparente, l'auto vi chiuderebbe fuori e si rifiuterebbe di farvi rientrare a meno che afferriate l'antenna della radio mentre girate la chiave e tirate la maniglia dello sportello.

11) Ogni volta che un nuovo modello viene introdotto, bisognerebbe reimparare a guidare perche' nessuno dei controlli funzionerebbe alla stessa maniera di prima [questo gia' succede se si compra un'auto francese, NdE].

12) Bisognerebbe premere il bottone "Start" per spegnere il motore.

Tutto vero e divertente, ma in realta' ci dice solo cosa succederebbe se l'industria automobilistica avesse seguito il pattern di sviluppo di Microsoft (ed Apple, vedi punto 6), non quello dell'industria informatica in generale.

Sono sicuro che alcuni dei miei colleghi seduti ad una o due scrivanie da me potrebbero raccontarvi cosa sarebbe oggi l'industria automobilistica se avesse seguito il pattern di sviluppo dei mainframe IBM - ad esempio, ne sono certo, che l'auto puo' svoltare solo se una formale richiesta di cambio di direzione viene presentata due giorni prima ed approvata da tutti i passeggeri; ma da stamattina ho cominciato a chiedermi cosa succederebbe se l'industria automobilistica fosse open source. Linuxiana, diciamo. L'idea, onestamente, mi riempie di terrore.

1) Le auto sarebbero distribuite gratuitamente. Chiunque sarebbe in grado di assemblarle in modo che riescano a fare il giro dell'isolato prima di perderne completamente il controllo e doverle ricostruire da zero. Pochi, strapagati ingegneri diventerebbero ricchi assemblando auto personalizzate per i clienti che hanno bisogno di arrivare dal punto A al punto B senza esplosioni.

2) Ogni auto avrebbe comandi radicalmente differenti: alcune avrebbero uno sterzo, alcune una cloche, alcune una colonna di controllo e una pedaliera such as helicopters, some of the keyboard used to introduce the angle that you intend to change the current direction. In radians. Without a macro to pi.

3) Every choice of construction would defend to the bitter end as the only logical way in which a person even remotely healthy and might want to check a vehicle unless it is abandoned in the next version.

4) Almost no cars have a manual. The buyers would be encouraged to spend time in a separate room of the dealership, where all the other drivers discuss the various features of that model and / or other similar models, hoping to catch a piece of conversation relating to what want to know.

5) In the few cars that they have one, the manual contains information that rarely are used. Rather, it consists of a discussion of 3-4 pages on the properties' chemical layer of anti-rust paint, a detailed explanation on how to loosen the bolts to change a tire, and 10 pages of detailed description of the operation of the locks of the doors, with a quick overview on the theory and history of keys and their carving techniques [for those who think that this is' an exaggeration, I invite you to look at the "documentation" of what is becoming the standard for open source management of data centers, RackTables. And that 'a fantastic application, of course. Ed].

6) Each car would lack the essential characteristics. The designers compensate for the lack in manners that would make proud Dastardly & Muttley. For example, some cars would be unable to turn left, but would be modified with a complicated system of regulation of speed 'and hand brake servo to go into a spin (semi-) controlled, change orientation to the left when necessary.

7) The radio of UbuntuCar you spoil every time you change the oil or gasoline.

8) RHELCar would be open source, but you should pay a fortune to make gasoline or inflate the tires.

9) Many drivers would be very proud to be a free crash-test dummies in FedoraCar and mock the "servants of the multinationals" who pay to enjoy the results of crash tests in RHELCar.

10) After each incident you would never blame a mechanical failure or defects of the car, sorry to be surrounded by designers, engineers and other drivers that you submit to a moral lynching and accuse you of being too stupid to enjoy the privilege to drive a car open source. Instead, you should undergo a cleansing ritual in which he argued that the ideal place to put a land mine and 'in fact just below the throttle, and I apologized for being so' stupid not to understand it first.

11) Richard Stallman in place of Enzo Ferrari. I say no more.

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My name is Mario Di Girolamo .. Judgement

In questi giorni si parla di eroi morti nell'adempimento del loro dovere, in Afghanistan, con funerali di stato e bandiere tricolori.

Io invece voglio omaggiare uno dei tanti eroi a cui non frega niente a nessuno.

Per farlo riporto uno splendido post in cui uno di questi eroi parla in prima persona, descrivendoci come funzionano le cose per gli eroi come lui...

Ogni tanto bisognerebbe rifletterci.

Source: http://slasch16.splinder.com/post/22745949/mi-chiamo-mario-di-girolamo-avevo-32-anni-sono-morto-sul-lavoro-lascio-due-orfani-e -la-my-coffin-is-not-wrapped-in-the-flag


My name is Mario Di Girolamo, I was 32 years, died on the job. I leave my coffin and two orphans is not wrapped in the flag

My name is Mario Di Girolamo, I was 32 years, died on
work. Left two orphans and my coffin is wrapped in the flag


No minister has spoken of me, no news to me
described as a hero who goes to fight terrorism and
hunt for oil.

No authority, at my funeral, but I
part of those silent heroes, any more than a thousand years,
who lose their lives to work, to support his family, risking
more than one robber.

No demagogy, for me, just friends and relatives
weeping over my death, no minister has been moved to
live for our young heroes
victims of the attacks of evil.

There is no passing Santanchè salary to my widow,
help my children, I do not do news, indeed
disappears first the news of my death by the local editions and
better.

do not have time for some heroes, we will not remember and do not have
heart, not abbiamo nemmeno la retorica di una divisa,
non intervistano le nostre sorelle e le nostre zie, la nostra
bara non arriva in nessun aeroporto avvolta dalla bandiera.

Quella bandiera che commuove tutta Italia, le nonne e le zie,
le casalinghe e le precarie. Gli uomini no, non stà bene che
mostrino le loro emozioni, non avrebbero le palle.

La stessa bandiera che commuove tutta Italia perchè avvolge
le bare dei nostri difensori dal terrorismo è quella che i
leghisti usano per pulirsi il culo.

Sita tranquillo Renzo Bossi, non andrà mai in guerra, non
andrà nemmeno a lavorare, non rischia niente potrà
tranquillamente sparare le sue cazzate
and find the newspapers that published a front page.

The news of my death, no, it will be the inside pages,
no flag, no rhetoric, no memory.

My children do not even have the satisfaction of
be told by friends and relatives that their father was a hero
, who died in Afghanistan, their father was a worker died
anonymous work, like many others which are not
no one remembers.

The priest's sermon at the funeral of one who has heard
repetitive, no emphasis on heroism and little rhetoric, is
a worker died, did not die a hero, has left two orphans
not even jump in air on a bomb and go from glory to
history.

May 20, 2008. A lifetime ago.

PS to write this post I took a chance,
are over a thousand each year, there is no way my fatica.A
I wanted to recall its memory, to remember all the anonymous heroes
which the authorities never think of.

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Diaz, to a bit of justice?

The first sentence for the unjustified killing of Diaz, during the G8 in 2001, only 13 ended with convictions, the leaders were acquitted:
http://www.repubblica.it/2008/07/sezioni / cronaca/g8-genova-4/giudizio-diaz/giudizio-diaz.html? ref = search

In those days there was the appeal that overturned the decision at first instance:
http://www.repubblica.it/cronaca/2010/05/18/news/diaz-sentenza-4166704/?ref=HREC1-6

sentences for 25 of the 27 defendants, including all the major representatives of law enforcement.

Towards a bit of justice, because those kids slaughtered for no reason that night on the school deserve justice just because you can not be beaten up, plus with the absurd pretexts (the possible presence of a black bloc? The presence of two Molotov cocktails that the police had brought in the same school).

Some evidence:





Ma ci pensa come al solito il governo a prendere le parti dell'illegalità, ancora una volta, come sempre, confondendo macellai e professionisti della sicurezza, nella voce di Mantovano, Maroni,leghista doc,seguiti ruota da altri colleghi:
http://www.repubblica.it/cronaca/2010/05/19/news/diaz-guardie-4184411/#commentatutti

Dopo che la Santanchè in questi giorni difendeva il diritto alla privacy dei boss mafiosi parlando di intercettazioni:
http://www.repubblica.it/politica/2010/05/18/news/santanch-4163399/
ecco un altro atto di solidarietà verso chi infrange la legge.
Chissà se tutto questo avrà mai una fine

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food.

foods for sale on supermarket shelves have generally an expiration date. This should indicate the period within which a given food can be consumed, without detriment to health.
It 'obvious that any food product begins to deteriorate from the moment it is picked, produced and packaged.
Slowly loses flavor, fats oxidize, the color changes, bacteria and molds multiply.
Ideally, consume a product just made, to take advantage of its best features, but the distribution has its times.

but who might be optimized, if the legislature better protect the consumer.
If, for example, had known the date of production, consumers may focus more fresh foods.
Thus, the distribution should be required, and organize to reduce the time spent by products on the shelves.

To improve the quality of our food would take very little : the date of production.

But then, who would buy more food as "poor"?

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25 seedlings.




Last month, opening the hood of 'car (slightly used, actually ...), I saw that in the groove under the windshield, there was a Green Line. could not believe my eyes: there were, lined up and perfectly aligned, well 25 seedlings of cypress!
The car is usually parked in a row of trees Carducci memory, because there is always shadow. During the winter, fallen needles and seeds, which have accumulated in the groove.
Precipitation, and spring with its warmth, did the rest.
course, also contributed to my laziness: if I had washed the car once more, now my country would have 25 fewer trees!
All were transplanted in pots, waiting to find them a place.

Even under the pine trees, I planted a dozen years ago, I often find some plan, born from the seeds fallen : is my natural nursery, where I purchase almost effortlessly.
And what, then, the planting of oak often find that a bit 'all over?
The acorns from which arise are, perhaps, the next, because my trees have few years and still do not produce seeds.
Who carries hundreds of meters away? E 'jay, burying his "ship", and sometimes I forget someone.
Because the region of Sardinia, persist in chase her?


This, for those who believe that the trees do not grow in Sardinia!

In the picture we are born under the pine trees of pine forest: fire "estimate" he would surely be destroyed.

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burns Genoa, but woe to tell

Dopo una pausa diciamo di riflessione ho deciso di riprendere a scrivere, di riprendere ad esternare i miei pensieri, su ciò che succede, sul mondo che ci circonda, su tutto ciò che mi da da pensare.

In questi giorni stavo riflettendo sulla canzone "Genova brucia", che Simone Cristicchi ha cantato al concerto del Primo Maggio a Roma.

La canzone ricorda Genova nel luglio del 2001 e denuncia le violenze gratuite, gli inutili spargimenti di sangue, i pestaggi ingiustificati, le torture di Bolzaneto, la macelleria messicana della Diaz, tantissimi feriti e un morto.
Sono cose che non si dimenticano.
Sono cose che non vanno dimenticate.
One of the ugliest pages that have been written regarding the suspension of democracy and human right.
And this was as justified?
From a bunch of hooded idiots who put the city on fire, undisturbed, because those idiots do not even half was arrested.
In the midst of them probably were undercover agents.

The song, as was widely expected, sparked controversy and could not be otherwise.

To be honest I did not appreciate that I had sung on that day, just in that manifestation, the first of May is Labor Day, we celebrate workers and mourn the dead on the job.
The police are workers, and as such should be celebrated, and many are members of the dead are fulfilling their duty, and must be remembered and tears.
That 's what was said.
And this is not what was said.

There have been accusations of disrespect for law enforcement.
Disrespect to whom?
I do not think that song disrespect to members of the police, they are worthy of respect as the rest of the workers ... I refer of course to those honest.
Lack of respect for those offenders legalized murderers murderers of the G8? But we
ancora il coraggio di difendere certe azioni?
Di giustificare certi massacri?
Se si parla di vergogna io credo che il primo a vergognarsi debba essere chi prende le parti di quei macellai in divisa di quel luglio 2001.

Mi chiedo perché non ci si dissoci dagli autori di quei gesti, perché le forze dell'ordine meritano rispetto, come tutti i lavoratori, e meritano di essere condannati quando sbagliano, come tutti i lavoratori.

Ma siamo andati oltre, siamo arrivati quasi alle minacce da parte della Polizia:

http://www.newnotizie.it/2010/05/05/simone-cristicchi-minacciato-dalla-polizia-per-genova-brucia

Simone Cristicchi si è scusato, ha ribadito the obvious, namely that the charge did not relate to all the police but only those who have abused their power during the events in Genoa 2001:

http://notizie.virgilio.it/notizie/ spettacoli/2010/05_maggio/05/musica_cristicchi_si_scusa_con_la_polizia_non_volevo_offenderla, 24170374.html

The apologies were not deemed sufficient, indeed, utmost respect for murderers in uniform G8!

http://www.liberoreporter.it/NUKE/news.asp?id=4998

In a democratic state some things SHOULD NOT SAY!




Not to forget things go as they really are:

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Capo Caccia.




Head Hunting sicuramente uno dei posti più belli di tutta la Sardegna.
Il colore del mare suscita emozioni indimenticabili, che si ripetono sempre, anche la millesima volta che ci si torna.

1) Esiste, lungo la strada, un “punto panoramico” dove ci si può fermare, per ammirare l’azzurro mutevole del golfo o la magia del tramonto sul mare.
E’ meta continua di decine e decine di pullman, ogni giorno, e di centinaia o migliaia di automobili. I turisti scendono, si accalcano in corrispondenza di una “sella”, per vedere il mare ( nella foto ): è una zona scivolosa, paurosamente inclinata verso il precipizio, profondo un centinaio di metri.
Il rischio di cadere per i bambini, e per tutti, è molto alto : basta un urto con un’altra persona, un attimo di distrazione, e ci scappa il morto.
Perché non si provvede a costruire un muretto* di protezione ? In un luogo così frequentato e così a rischio di incidenti ?

2) A sinistra della sella la scarpata risale : è il posto ideale, frequentato da fidanzatini che si siedono sulle rocce, per aspettare un romantico tramonto ....
Nessuno ha notato che le rocce si stanno spaccando e che tutto il blocco tende a staccarsi e a precipitare in mare ?
Cosa si aspetta per transennarlo ?
Un’inutile wooden fence has been put recently on the road. But not in the one place where it really necessary.

* A solution could be a low wall that hides the view, but to prevent accidental falls, made with the beautiful local stone.
For complete safety, it should be topped by a "fence" up to chest high, heavy duty stainless steel.
Safe, durable, and inexpensive.

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After almost three months into the new job, maybe it's appropriate to do some 'point.

Meanwhile, for the first time directly working for a bank which is owned by another bank, which is owned by two other banks, which have among the shareholders, in addition to the British Treasury, the bank I work for in an orgy of cross-ownership that make it look like the nymphomaniac incestuous a film for boarders. Oh well ', not a trauma - not having worked for an American multinational which made him look like the Borg of the Boy Scouts.

The work environment is not too bad, especially for a bank in the middle of the City. There is pressure and competition, of course, but people with whom he shares the space is relatively decent - at least considering that most of New Zealand. Unfortunately one of the most popular jokes are assholes - I had forgotten to lock my car before going to make a cup of tea, I discovered that at some point in my email account was a statement game d 'love for Vassili motherf ** ker The Giant, as he likes to be called - our Cisco engineer, who loves to insult his colleagues, calling them "fucking Chechens" and raises him alone for IBM BladeCenters insert them in the rack, on the other hand, my colleague from New Zealand behind me made the unforgivable mistake of not logout from one of the few computers with unrestricted access to the Internet - and had not secured the passwords stored in IE, with the result of finding Ebay for a lucky winner in men's thong lame and sequins in the colors of the flag of New Zealand (for the modest sum of about £ 30). Among other things, I had never considered how much confusion can be generated simply by swapping places with each other all keyboards and all the wireless mouse on a row of desks, or how it might irritate a person become clogged with paper and tape the LED mouse. Sometimes it is definitely worth it, wake up molto presto per arrivare al lavoro prima degli altri il lunedì mattina.

Insomma, l'impatto è stato quasi interamente positivo, ma ci sono delle cose a cui fatico ad abituarmi.

Prima di tutto, l'attenzione paranoica alla sicurezza. Lavoro in un ambito relativamente sensibile - abbastanza da far comparire sul mio contratto la famigerata clausola che mi impone di non scrivere in rete nè per che banca lavoro, nè di che dipartimento della banca faccio parte - e non dovrei essere sorpreso da certi accorgimenti, ma lo sono. L' intero edificio è una gabbia di Faraday, nessun telefono o modem cellulare funziona al suo interno fatta eccezione per i Blackberry aziendali (femtocelle all'interno?); are not allowed inside the building not owned by the bank's computer - I have to pull out at the netbook by the backpack and place it in a safety cabinet, outside the Faraday cage, also inside the building there are different levels of safety and to enter certain areas need to pass a scanner that pings in your pocket if you have a USB stick or any other electronic gadgets - makes sense, USB drives are disabled on the Windows desktop, which are administered centrally, but are more difficult to disable on other operating systems, especially for those who have access to the sysadmin server, then do not enter the server room with USB keys, trapping all calls are recorded, all the browsing history is recorded for each browser (and proxy connections pass through a filter with extremely paranoid), all emails are stored, and most Internet protocols, in fact all but HTTP and HTTPS are disabled.

The second thing that I'm having trouble getting used to is no longer a sysadmin. Much of the two readers of this blog are geeks, and they will understand what I mean, but for who he is not, it is sometimes difficult to explain the chasm that separates the sysadmin from ordinary human beings.

A sysadmin is a job really hard to explain to the layman, because most laymen have no idea that certain things in order to work need a human being who regularly take the kick. Almost no human being, say, has no idea what happens between the time when he wrote "vuvuvu point stantuffami dot com" in the address bar and when the photos or videos of sluts and Ilona Molly Melons begin to occur on the screen; does not know that his computer had to go back a long chain of computers, each asking, "Excuse me, mica has no idea who is responsible for stantuffami dot com?" until you find someone who gave him the address of the computer manager, at which point he turned to the said responsibility to ask "Excuse me, she knows all about stantuffami dot com, tell me what address has vuvuvu?" and had the address has sent a signal of "ready, can you hear me?" to the right place - without having the slightest idea where this address is, but simply sending it closer to the routing (a computer whose job is solely to redirect the data it receives in the direction you want to go, when you do not know the direction but only the destination), who watched the first number in and says "ah, this one is a server in Sarcazzistan" and spent all'istradatore higher level, one of those who manage the traffic international, saying, 'Do the favor, see a little' if you can get it in Sarcazzistan, "and so on. At one point, the package arrived in Sarcazzistan where the router has finally addressed to the local computer fair, where he passed a firewall or two (even other computers, built, configured and optimized just to check that only legitimate data to pass and reach the server), and finally reached the server (yet another computer whose job is to respond to requests for Internet Explorer, Firefox, Opera sending their videos, images, html pages and so on and so forth), which responds with the corresponding signal of "Yes, I hear you, and you hear me? " he did everything the opposite path and receives in turn answer "Yes, I hear you "(*), followed by" Please send me the page that shows all if you do not ask anything specific, "and so on.

In particular, the average layman does not know that each of the computers mentioned above is constantly followed by one or more sysadmin who have installed and configured, monitor 24 / 7 performance and use of resources such as memory, processing power and disk space, ensure the reconfiguration every time some lunatic in the IANA or ICANN change the cards on the table, deal to close as soon as possible the various security holes are discovered daily - thus preventing the data of their credit card details are passed to the Russian mafia when they pay for access to stantuffami dot com - devise sistemi di riserva da attivare quando (non se: quando ) il sistema principale salterà catastroficamente mentre il sysadmin si sta arrampicando sulla Cresta Bruneck (Dolomiti) e il suo vice si è spalmato contro un autobus con la moto nuova, rispondono con tono rassicurante, alle 3 del mattino, alle telefonate di clienti in preda al panico perchè "the Internet is broken!" (trad.: "il mio computer non si accende perchè ieri sera mio figlio di 3 anni ha staccato la spina").

Un sysadmin è anche la persona che gestisce in pratica tutte le misure di sicurezza di cui parlavo più su, almeno quelle informatiche, e quindi è la persona da assillare quando il filtro che blocca il cazzeggio su Facebook during working hours also locks, as collateral damage, a few sites that the user has a legitimate reason to connect (yes, yes, sure, we all believe) is the person who generally has the only computer in whole company can connect with the outside world without restrictions, and often is also the only machine which is freely configurable and not "stuck" on a profile managed centrally. For example, it is often the only person who has the right / authority / responsibility to use its desktop operating system they want, without anyone having the courage to tell him - if only because in general not even understand what you're talking about. That person, up to a month ago, I was, now I'm a non-sysadmin, one of the other , one must use the Windows desktop that is passed and can not protest, one must go to the sysadmin hat in hand to ask if Please install the Wireshark because, I swear, I really need to analyze a run snoop. It is not easy to suddenly become a member of the flock.

work, mind you, is interesting. For example, among other things are responsible, together with another person, a system, not as complex as a computer, but computers, storage area networks, encrypted connections with bags of half the planet, links to external inter-bank services, to be online sempre, perchè quando va giù il danno finanziario per la banca si misura in svariate migliaia di sterline al secondo ; e il mio mestiere è, fondamentalmente, di coordinare i sysadmin che si occupano delle varie parti del sistema, assicurarmi che ognuno abbia le informazioni e le istruzioni di cui ha bisogno per fare il proprio lavoro o per risolvere i problemi, mantenere i contatti con le ditte che fanno le parti del lavoro (come il monitoraggio) dato in outsourcing e anche lì assicurarmi che le informazioni scorrano come devono, identificare i problemi ed assegnarli alle persone giuste, e così via. Certo, il lavoro ha ancora (per fortuna) parti strettamente tecniche - ma molto più limitate: tocca a me creare e testare a fondo la nuova configurazione standard per i server Linux della banca, ma una volta finiti i test, mi tocca scrivere un documento, passarlo ai sysadmin e lasciare a loro il compito di installarli; e in generale il mio lavoro diventa sempre più da systems architect e sempre meno da systems administrator, trasformandomi lentamente in quello che i militari chiamano un REMF, o Rear-Echelon MotherF**ker, uno che sta tranquillo nelle retrovie e non si avvicina neanche ai problemi della linea del fronte.

Insomma, le cose cambiano, e per giunta questo é il primo weekend in oltre un mese in cui non ho avuto da lavorare. E mi sto divertendo un mondo.

(*) Questo scambio, "Pronto, mi senti?" - "Sì, ti sento, and you hear me? "-" Yes, I hear you, "or, for people who work," SYN "-" ACK, SYN "-" ACK ", also called" three-way handshake "is the quickest way to ensure that both participants in the conversation to be able both to speak and to hear what the other says.