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Djibouti: looking towards East

Official Name: جمهورية جيبوتي - République de Djibouti)
Capital: جيبوتي ( Djibouti)
Area: 23,200 km ²
Population (2007): 807,000 (source: World Bank)
Urban Population (2006): 86.1% (source: Africa Economic Outlook 2007)
illiteracy rate (2007): 35% (source: Africa Economic Outlook 2007)
Language: Arabic , French (official), Afar and Somali
Religion: Islam
Ethnic groups: Afar, Issa, Gadabuursi, Isaaq, Arab
GDP (2007): 834 million USD (source: World Bank and IMF)
Independent from France on June 27, 1977
Head of State: Ismail Omar Guelleh (in office from presidential elections on April 9, 1999)
Wikipedia Link: http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Gibuti

know that here in Abu Dhabi There are plenty of Djibouti? But really a lot ... The last time I have known I was at a party at a friend's house when he broke 'is surrounded by a beautiful girl with the face of Ethiopian boys (you know the typical face of the Horn of Africa, yes? ). Well, she hears me talking French with someone approaches me and starts speaking in French, that I thought it was Ethiopian, I take a picture shit and say, "Gee how you speak French well, where did you learn?" and she "really is my mother tongue, and I (idiot)" Come on, and I thought I was Ethiopian. " At that point, looked at me as if to say "but you're there or are you doing" and he replied, matter: "No, Djibouti! Djibouti know?" looking at me contemptuously. Once past this little "diplomatic incident", perhaps because he was happy that I knew at least put Djibouti on the map, it melts a bit 'and begin to talk. When I moved away, I immediately noticed that a herd of English has been thrown on the girl, promptly "defense" of his bodyguard adolescents.
few days later a friend told me that at the end of the party there was a fight between the British and Djibouti: the British continued to insinuate things about the girl and prove to the heavy and her compatriots have responded in kind. Unfortunately, here in the Emirates, some nationalities are marked: for example, as I also told Desiet (the girl eritrea an old post that I am ashamed to link 'cause I just realized that contains a horror of spelling in the title) if you a girl from the Horn of Africa wants you to be the stereotype of a prostitute (or even on board too high ...). I know it sucks, but here it works. Unfortunately. But do not worry, I suck only the Italians! ;-)

Moreover, Djibouti is famous because there is a brigade of the French Foreign Legion. What? It is famous for this? And I know, I always read from a small collection of Secret of my father (the original ones, the 60s and 70s, with the covers drawn by hand) and, in one way or another, Djibouti was always mentioned ... I was convinced it was a magical city, charming, a little 'noir ... then I saw the pictures and I realized that I was wrong.

Now, to return to more serious topics, and Family Business (forthcoming), know that Djibouti is experiencing an increase investment by companies from the Persian Gulf, which have already injected more than $ 600 million in major projects, ranging from the renovation of port facilities (for example Doraleh) the construction of refineries, through to luxury hotels.
Djibouti, as well as the entire Horn of Africa, has always had great contacts and trade with the Arabian Peninsula, especially Yemen, which is only about twenty kilometers off the coast of Djibouti (a large community of Yemeni expatriates living in the former French colony). Another project in the approval stage is then building a bridge linking Yemen to Djibouti, the project, this presented dalla Middle East Development di Tariq Mohammed bin Laden (fratellastro del più famoso Osama, nonché zio di… Omar! Bravi, vedo che siete stati attenti!).

La costruzione del Bridge of the Horns è iniziata alla fine dello scorso mese di luglio e la data prevista per il completamento dei lavori e l'inaugurazione del ponte è il 2020: il ponte avrà una lunghezza di 29 km e includerà un'autostrada a 6 corsie, 4 linee ferroviarie leggere, un oleodotto ed un acquedotto, più due città gemelle alle due estremità del ponte (entrambe chiamate Al-Noor City), per un costo totale compreso tra i 20 ed i 30 milioni di dollari. Le stime prevedono che circa 100000 automobili e 50000 passeggeri della linea ferroviaria cross the bridge daily in addition to the thousands of tons of cargo in trucks and wagons: the analysts believe that then the project will increase trade between the Arabian Peninsula and the countries of the Horn of Africa and, moreover, that will help millions of pilgrims Africans to reach the Saudi Arabia for the hajj and facilitate the transport of agricultural products and livestock from the African continent to the markets of the Gulf region. In this regard, has been proposed for a new highway connecting Al-Noor City in Dubai, while there are road projects linking the sparsely populated Djibouti with Addis Ababa populated centers or Khartoum. The Economist, noting that planners have declared that the project of Al-Noor City will be the "center of financial, educational and medical Africa", said: "Africans may wonder why the center is not built in a portion of Africa where more Africans live and which has food and water. " Indeed
Djibouti still has many economic and social problems, and some analysts, particularly given the situation highly volatile Horn of Africa and the presence of jihadi militias in neighboring Somalia, see the Bridge of Horns a threat to the safety of contingent AFRICOM ( an article here in English , for example).
However, all these projects, as well as the project a pipeline to bring natural gas from the Ogaden region of Ethiopia to the port of Djibouti and DP World's investments (eg in the aviation sector through the Daallo Airlines), should help the country to kick-start the economy, which in last year was not very satisfactory, especially due to the large number of imports in the affected country and the rise in prices of certain imported goods in international markets: Djibouti, in fact, exports and imports mainly cattle and hides all foods in common use.
So far, the economy was heavily dependent on military and port revenue and help the little Djibouti (mainly farmers and pastoralists), so that it is estimated that the majority della popolazione è disoccupata. Una grave siccità inoltre si era abbattuta sulle regioni interne da ottobre 2006 ad aprile 2007, lasciando più di 50.000 dipendenti dagli aiuti umanitari.


Un altro problema del Paese è il fatto di avere dei vicini così grandi ed instabili: a giugno, per esempio, un conflitto è scoppiato tra Gibuti e l'Eritrea per questioni di confini. Pare che a gennaio di quest'anno l'Eritrea avesse chiesto il permesso di oltrepassare il confine nella regione di Ras Doumeira, nel nord del Paese, per prelevare sabbia da utilizzare per una strada e che invece abbia occupato delle colline della zona. A metà aprile Gibuti con una lettera ha chiesto l'intervento delle Nazioni Unite, dichiarando che l'Eritrea had set up fortifications and dug trenches on both sides of the border and claimed the area as Eritrean territory.
Given the strained relations between his country and Eritrea, of course, the Ethiopian Prime Minister Meles Zenawi has not missed an opportunity to throw more wood on the fire, stating that the dispute was "a threat to peace and security of the whole region of the Horn of Africa "(yes, shame on them ... otherwise it is a region of security and stability impeccable! But do me a pleasure!) and that in the event of war, Ethiopia would protect its commercial corridor that passes through Djibouti.
Things are precipitated June 10, when the Eritrean armed forces have opened fire on asking Djibouti Some Eritrean army deserters who had fled the country did return home. The clashes between the two forces have gone on for several days, until June 13, the militia Djibouti announced that the fighting had subsided.
The situation between the two countries, however, continues to be tense and diplomatic relations are at a standstill.

For the Mind (Books):
Le Pays Sans Ombre (Abdourahman Waberi)
Transit (Abdourahman Waberi)
Aux Etats Unis d ' Afrique (Abdourahman Waberi)
The Train to Djibouti (Lara Kassa);
Le Mal Djiboutien. Rivalités Ethniques at Enjeux Politiques et (Ali Coubba)
Le Verdict de l'Arbre (Ali Moussa IYE)

the mouth (food):
I know that, despite you chew, not really a food but also in Djibouti on qat is widespread (perhaps on maritime trade with Yemen and Yemeni communities important in this country) and, indeed, is used primarily per aiutare la concentrazione durante le cerimonie religiose. Qui negli Emirati è proibito! (però si trova una specie di "surrogato di qat" pakistano, il nejwar , che non si mastica, ma fa più o meno lo stesso effetto di rincoglionimento…)

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Various' ... (Post-meatball)

stanotte, svegliandomi sudata dal mio sonno infestato dal ricordo del parcheggio di sabbie mobili nel centro di abu dhabi (esiste davvero!), mi e' balenato in mente di aver lasciato un sacco di argomenti in sospeso qui Blog.

never to be told that there I think, dear!

do a quick summary, mixing everything that comes to mind as the dough to make the meatballs:

1. Meanwhile -Mohammed and the danger 'was escaped, so I reclaimed my laptop and armadomi a little' good will ', I'll be able' to finally post something on ' Africa (and also on women) .

2. I must remember to make a list of books collected for " A Modest Proposal" and, where appropriate, accept advice on what to do.

3. to mr. k. and 'passed the mid-life crisis and it seems to be waiting for a visa for Italy where he won a scholarship to attend a university master' of Pavia.

4. the question-and facebook is' solved the other day (finally) and I have found hundreds of notifications to control ... not giving 'ever.

5. did I tell you I would tell the end of the history of the occupation in 2001 of which I spoke in the post " school of life" (sorry, but today are so 'lazy I just do not feel like putting links ... ) Well, one year later, in July 2003, I was working in a tourist information office of the National Park of Gran Sasso and Monti della Laga when I called my father, saying: "Claudia, here at home there 'police looking for you "and I" Oh well, 'pa', come on, I'm not joking in the office. " to my father (which is' always serious and serious), says: "no, look I'm not kidding. There 'really the police ... I gave him the address of the office and they are coming '. I just wanted to let you know. "time and they arrive 10 minutes to notify a complaint. that worm dr. arch. Trivilino Albert had denounced me and 5 other people ... with a complaint and say 6-6 - counts, including that "burglary" (???), "ill-treatment to disabled" (and them 'and' genius was the comment of my mom's best friend, also denounced it, "but the disabled and 'him? the headmaster?" ), something that had to do with the destruction of public documents (more than twice ???), 'the usual accusations that you give when you expose children to the occupation of a school (ie,' very rarely, unless to have a frustrated headmaster). € 1300 as a lawyer and head a year to see the case closed.

6. Oh, and did I tell you I was looking for a job in Rome and that perhaps there was something new in dance. behold, now I think I can give the news (although still not official): I was called by the Italian embassy here in Abu Dhabi to offer me a job as a translator since 2009. well, more 'I can not say, however I am happy (though I'm really sick of this place and having to wait for about 3 months old here with work so that' the whole process to start the new job is aimed annoys me a bit '... Oh well, 'better than nothing!).

what else? ah yes, 'Uhuru na usalama awarded me the prize Dardos (see it below) for blogs "that have demonstrated their commitment to transmit cultural, ethical, literary and personal ". wow! Meanwhile, I sincerely thank Uhuru and then, since expected to accept the prize, and communicate its rules by displaying the logo of the award, to link the blog that you have won and award other 15 blogs and warn them of the prize , Ladies and Siori to go to a ceremony.

* drum roll *

receive from the hands of virtual Clauds Award Dardos blogs (oh boys, 15 from non-reward ... I've got it I put 3!):

- Coq Baroque , with the official explanation of transmitting cultural values \u200b\u200band ethical (and if you do not believe Go and read whole series of "The Origins of Hate ... in fact, go read all his funny blog) and on the ground that unofficial Coq Baroque and 'the man (or animal? or entities' superior? I have yet to find out ...) I want to marry in my next life ... eh, what can you do? are masochist!

- The Imprisoned , with the official reason for passing on values \u200b\u200band emotions in each of his (very beautiful and super-informed) post. and because it 'carries on the important battles, which often do not give enough attention. and because it 'and' a neighbor. eh, well, parochial I am!

- iMelon , 'cause ... Well, go and see her blog and you'll understand! man and 'a genius! (Perhaps at times, and 'even too far ...).

ah, here's the prize (nice, eh?):

also seen that this is the 'post-meatball "(Also called" post-pig ": nun ze noffink thrown away ...) and since it seems you are all part of the great tribe 'of facebookiani, I call that I hope will reap many. I know, and 'bullshit, but let's see if it works ...

dear George , the intern who contacted me via the blog (by the way: thanks Wil, I have now discovered how things went .. .) and with whom I became close friends, is doing an experiment in popularity 'and decided to create a facebook page to become his fans: link here (click on the words in green, cazo!) . if you like, and especially if you have nothing better to do (I doubt), you can also give you a hand making his fans (maybe you can find me too:-P): I assure you that it is not 'stupid as it seems ... and then, maybe, if it becomes popular, will remember 'you! ;-) (I'll put a good word, do not worry ...)

one last thing: Since Christmas is approaching we are all more 'bbuoni and blablabla, and since I have no money to make gifts, I thought of doing a kind of advent calendar (which I never understood well what 'and how it works) and you choose the theme of the posts you publish' in the next 4 Sundays (It starts already 'from November 30, boys) and 25 December (so I will be' the only one that will work '... I guess to make your beautiful lunch with tortellini in broth, while I'm in the office to work ... Oh well, 'posterior' to myself!).

can you ask for everything (even personal stuff) and I promise you, you will be heard!

ah, no! not worth asking for money ... better specify ;-)

then, who wants to be my cazi, you begin to ask right now or be silent forever! (I know, are democratic ...)

kisses kisses

Clauds

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Update on the status of Facebook in the UAE. That means two or three things I know about this country and that the MFA will not tell you 'never.

dear I know that you can maybe you will not 'care less, but I think the case to tell what's going on, both because it' s something I just is not getting nervous, because it is' ... well, because 'it'!

then, it seems that many people have managed to open facebook using Anchor Free-Hotspot, software that is usually used to surf censored sites (porn sites, but Skype or other social networking sites ...).

the strange thing 'that usually when a site is' locked out a screen like the one below

facebook whereas this does not happen: it can 'safely view the homepage, but you can not' navigate the other pages. But 'we are all equipped with anti-censorship software (so that now Etisalat, the UAE's largest telecommunications company, Anchor also has blocked the site Free today and I heard people who tried to access it smadonnare in ancient Aramaic), but also with Hotspot, I can not open facebook (whereas, for the sake, I tried Skype and it works). however, do not tell you the speed of telephone calls between expats to recommend this rather than that and to update it (worse than the boys personal status).

at this point it seems it is not censorship, but rather to overloaded lines (from two days and at any time? Bah, strange!).

pero 'thing annoys me as if it was because of censorship' in this country, so 'acclaimed by our good managers and diplomats, and it 's just one of the many restrictions that expatriates encounter. and then, we wish list? and, 'Come on, we list a bit' of stories about this beautiful country "free and democratic" and so ' "welcoming to foreigners, not to mention respect for their roots" , as he is want to sell Shuyukh and various ambassadors (all pro-American). free and democratic? a nice pair of balls! welcoming to foreigners? at least as a maximum security prison.

first I could tell you about the media censorship that is expressed both by the control of newspapers (the first five pages devoted to social engagements-useless are usually letters, phone calls, meetings "aimed at strengthening bilateral relations between the UAE and [insert name of any state of the known world ], "as the standard expression used by al-Ittihad , pro-government newspaper in Arabic, then a few reports of domestic and foreign policy-and never speak, but ', of crimes that occur within the country to avoid damaging the impression that it is a paradise for the rich chicken) and the web (according to the authorities' more than 1000 sites are blocked and, despite should be released in August seemed , the number and 'up-cf. Anchor Free). But I will not '.

I could go on telling you about the "life" are those who are building Dubai's glittering piece by piece, brick by brick, window glass, mirror after mirror, death after death, as I did in this blog post by Wil or as I did from here, how the "otherwise Aryans" are treated in this country, used, enslaved and then thrown away like a Kleenex dirty shit in a public toilet , how the dignity 'here is equal to your passport and directly proportional to your bank account and for whom, as usually happens, is deprived of the passport to work, well, here, dignity' is a big problem. but would not make sense to talk about it here and now and then.

or I can tell you that this country, 'so hospitable to the expatriates that all reports of crime they have for the UAE players are cleverly omitted, while those covered by' relief are only those involving players Indians, Pakistanis, Afghans and Bangladeshis (ie 'the only ones that really work): last year, making the newspaper press in Arabic, I came across a tiny blurb that said more 'or less' big operation against drug dealing leads to seizure of a ship loaded with hashish, cocaine and heroin. skilled master of the Dubai police [name] says that the drug was not intended for Emirates, "and in August this year the front pages of newspapers showed pictures of the 13 Afghan men guilty of importing drugs in fruit boxes (among other things, they will be sentenced to death at the end of the mock trial). oh yes, 'cause here drugs and' banned in its entirety (he knows something the Italian boy who is rotting in prison for more 'than two years because' he had with him 'a spit of cannabis), but strangely the son of a Sheykh few years ago and 'died of overdose.

UAE and Dubai are so hospitable that a woman and 'dead' cause he was getting off a taxi and that the UAE was in the queue behind her and is 'fed up and and' passed over with his hummer before the eyes of her husband ( here the news from a British newspaper here and the version of a UAE newspaper : note the bullshit to pass off a drunk and a woman on which ' passed over the hummer. among other things, now the defense attorney dell'emiratino invoked as an excuse the fact that one of the passengers of the taxi would have made a rude gesture to the poor 22-year-Omair Abdullah Eissa Thani Al Thani as he sounded the horn ... without words).

I could tell you that non-Muslims must obtain a license to buy alcohol and that if they are found in possession of alcohol without a license can go to jail. but in clubs and discos no one asks for a license when you order a beer, so much 'true Muslims who drink freely and many of them die (or causing death) on the highway ( traffic accidents are the leading cause of death in this country, also because 'all the rules they do not care).

I could explain that women play here to be emancipated, that 'the UAE are at the head of large enterprises, but, in reality,' if you are and 'why' are nominees for their husbands or fathers or brothers because 'is the name that matters, they come from large families, not professional', that 'so then we take a couple of Europeans to lead the company and we pariamo ass for our incompetence. and society 'and' so free and open to women here and so 'liberated, I could also tell you that most of the UAE are still the equation Western woman = bitch and behave accordingly. but, on the other hand, 'cause I?

so do not tell 'these things, and I'll be' shut up in my "paradise" artificial to pretend that this is real life and wait for it to work this "event facebook" that is wreaking havoc me and thousands of other expats who need help to escape, at least virtually, from this democracy tarot.

'cause, no matter' what is said by psychologists, for some people who live in certain surrogates of reality ', the web and' better than real life ...

ps: sorry for the language rather vulgar. and to think that today I wanted to write something about my family honey!

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Karma, if you've beat it a shot! Arts

'm cazo of karma is making me pay for the fact that he bragged about my facebook account so far and never had problems with it in over a year.

tonight have been tagged in 11 pictures (of which at least 5 of when I was little) and e 'at 9 o'clock this morning I look in vain access to my account. I wanted to tell you about the party theme trashissimo 20 years that I went on Friday 'evening (and maybe even get a photo of me in the 20's version, so I do not even seem like the whole trick - but' for the first time I've been good ... ) and instead ... nisba. I can not get past the home.

then, as now also my friend F. sent me a text message to say that even she can check your account, here are two things:

1. or the god of karma (known fundamentalist bigot) wants to punish us for the debauched life that we lead in Abu Dhabi (and at this point I make an appeal for 'be merciful with me, since I almost never go out ...)

2. or that great shit Shaykh Khalifa has decided to permanently ban facebook as time went ahead.

lean times for expatriates here guys ...

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apart ...

ok ok, yesterday I was a bit 'tragic ... the spleen is slowly passing me and this helped by the fact that yesterday I went to ' Emirates Palace to see the show Artparis-AbuDhabi .

the fair itself 'and not' have a great one '(I have not finished shooting the whole, so I reserve the right to change my mind) I mean, I was a couple of times to' Arte Fiera Bologna and I liked most was, 'not by the works on display (which were often rather banal and "dated"), but simply the way it is provided. I remember that it was easy to find in Bologna brochures, printed, or at least attached to the wall, with information on artists, their poetry and their expressive language, whereas here there were just a little 'works and then the label with your name, country, title, technique (usually a vague "mixed media on canvas" ... but it should be?), size and (sometimes) price . 's true that trade shows are made for specialists and collectors, but I think that having more information on the vision of an artist entice even more' a buyer to document and follow-up artist.

but the world of gallery owners and not me 'never liked too much (and think that when I was' too small I made the entrance exam for a graduate program in Museology to become curator of exhibitions ... less bad that, after passing, I decided to return to the Arabic language ... Oh well ', anyway ...): most of the gallery (except of course Claudia Cellini and Sunny Rahbar tunnel The Third Line , which, not surprisingly, working with my friend Omar) gives me 'the impression of being the most 'snob mankind has to offer. ie, 'let's be clear: many of them are just failed artists who disdain the usual exhibition visitors' cause 80% of them end up not buying anything, and, paradoxically, also despise collectors and buyers' cause they are simple parvenu who decide to invest in works of art, but who do not will never understand what they can.

hey, if there ' the gallery a few 'out and you feel offended by my words ... Well, show me the other way, darling!

however, you will say, and retiring manner as if these events, who made you go there to do?

observation right expensive. my answer will not be ready 'amazing: I had a good reason, as a bit' silly maybe.

yesterday, one of my favorite photographers, Youssef Nabil, was there 'to autograph his latest book I will not let you die .

seems to me a very good motivation, right?

well, since I had heard the news via the mailing list of Third Line, I had this date marked on the agenda Wednesday 'November 19, 19.30, Emirates Palace, Ballroom, Booth A1.

not tell you that beating heart! (Also for 250 dirham spent on them borrow the book ... that is, they count!)

the first time I had seen and the work of our 'state in November 2005 when I was a internship at Arab Art, a cultural association in Paris, and I had an invitation to the inauguration of the exhibition Regards des Arabes of Contemporary photographers , held at the Institut du Monde Arabe. and 'was love at first sight with her photos! There were also several other artists that I liked, but at that moment I was in a stalemate in the search for material for my thesis (which dealt with homosexuality 'in society' Arab-Islamic) that his photos from ' homoerotic ambience made me break the deadlock, much to devote to his work as a chapter of my thesis and put his name in the title (although, at the end, the argument was much more 'wide).

Ahmed djellaba (New York, 2004)

Lumiere (Cairo, 2001)

Mohammed (Cairo, 2002 - I'm not sure but 'title and year of this ...)

however, I had to interview M. Nabil this association for culture and then, following an exchange of e-mail, it is not made more 'nothing' cause he explained 'in three days left for New York, where he now lives.

and since then, and I 'always been the regret of not having been able to know (also' cause, let's face it, e 'a nice fiol! And, you know, the eye always wants his side .. ..)

joy that would come to know that just around the corner from my house! so I at the chance and last night, at 19.30, punctual (strano!) I made the stand of the Third Line: oh my God, do not tell you the scene! I looked like one of those fourteen potted fan of Riccardo Scamarcio! I was the only one who knew who he was' I'm youngster (and Nabil ', 1972), who knew all his artistic and his exhibitions, he knew his age' ... In short, looked like a stalker!

Came my turn and I, embarrassed and blushing, To him I was so 'happy for his book and finally had the chance to meet him after failure in lintervista that of Paris and followed his work since 2005, the EPI shows (and the 'put me a bit' in crisis' cause he suddenly switches to French, who speaks really well. Credit where credit!) and tells me that, 'and that' was his first major exhibition and that he did not remember the interview, but you know I'm sorry, Claudia, maybe it was a period that is 'so' and I looked behind glasses, in those eyes of an undefined color a little 'liquid e. .. I felt so 'idiot!

that fool! this will have 'thought that they really are a crazy stalker ...

vabbe 'this is him (women, now I understand a bit' better, what a 'live' even more 'cute, I imagined I much more' dark as colors ...)

Sun in My Eyes (Naples [?], 2005)

Funfair (Paris, 2005)

vabbe ', though I must admit that I really like his work (especially the series "homoerotic" and the series of self-portraits), but lately I find it a bit 'repetitive and all the portraits of famous people who made (although some, such as Shirin Neshat or Tzipora Salomon, are truly beautiful), they started a bit fed up '(and then not much embodies my ideal of art as the existing dispute).

pero 'I'm happy!

other positive aspects of the fair: I met a gallery owner in Milan (very nice, unlike maggiornza gallery of French, Germans and Lebanese) who gave me an invitation for show AlighieroBoetti and Shirin Neshat who organized in collaboration with the Embassy of Italy (and I am glad that the first work of Neshat-type Women of Allah series - drive me crazy and Boettger and 'still one of the artists most' important of the 70 in Italy and I never had the pleasure of seeing his works in person). the only problem 'that his assistant asked me to bring buyers also ... mmmhhh, I'll ask 's a bit around with interns and underpaid Pakistani taxi drivers ... and who I know and that 'a rich man who likes to invest in art?!

another gem: I found that there is' another artist who makes a kind of draft works Nabil , such Osama ESID , Syria. here are some His works are on display in recent days:

vabbe no 'from that bad! I checked his site and there are other series (very good plus).

however, the conclusion which I arrived after visiting the exhibition yesterday and 'that, as suspected by some, for my personal taste in contemporary art "western" does not live and be a good time to extinction (do not know, but too self-and my 'opinion, however, from a secular-and then continue artists ever to repeat the "old" or overvalued), and (at least for my taste) the future and 'contemporary art from the Middle and Far East (especially in countries such as Iran, Egypt, Morocco and part of Lebanon).

at this point I hope to find a moment to soon as possible to go see the Zan'it Sittat of Huda Lutfi in Dubai ...

I know, I know that long post! :-P

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Sad. Sad. Empty.

not know if you've ever read Angels of Solitude Jack Kerouac ...

in the book there is' a haiku written by Kerouac (one of many):

Sad.
Sad.
Void.

here, I feel a bit 'so' after writing the previous post.
I feel sad , is' to think about many things (facts, the sentences, the death of Carlo Giuliani, but also roads that take our lives without us realizing it ...), but above all I feel emptied, as if all I had to say has been the said.
I have so many ideas, so many phrases, so many things I want to say in the post, but at some point, I block, I can not put into practice and dematerialize ... and that 's a bit that happens to me in real life.

the other day I threw out all those memories for the first time and now I feel like I've got something to someone very dear to me. was a kind of secret ...

think when I've got my sister wrote in the comment "those things that I never told you" 's true, they did not know anything. In my family we never talked. ever. perhaps out of respect, but I do not have never asked for anything. and also with my friends he's' never spoken. perhaps because 'at the bottom I could not. Only once I started to say something during a meeting that we organized at school, but after a while 'I could not continue.

definitely from the screen of a computer and 'more' easy, 'cause no one can' see the tears streaming down your cheeks and make you look like that from "poor thing, how sorry I am, you do not know how sorry" that I has always had problems talking about it with others.

are no longer 'back in Genoa from July 21, 2001, but I'd do it. I would see if I could remember everything the route taken in this Friday 'damn, I would go see if I would help you to remember, to add pieces to the fragmented memory I have of those two terrible days. I do not remember much, really. everything 'I remember I wrote here, but there are still many pieces that are dark.
and 'a shared secret that many people, certainly not a secret my personal and exclusive, yet I continue to think about what I wrote and the fact that she wrote it, almost as if the very fact of having written (written what , then? there would be so 'many other things to say) is a therapy session for me psychoanalyst. as if it were a problem finally solved, at least between me and my conscience.
and then I feel empty , as well as sad.

I do not have balls to write at this time, although I would have much more to say. who knows', maybe I take a break. or maybe post some result that I had prepared on Africa, or maybe just the song that keeps turning in his head in 'sti days ...

boh, see you when I pass the spleen.

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Genoa. For me.

July 17, 2001, approximately 23 hours - via Saffi, Parma (under the seat of the WWF)

I step on the white Panda 750 1995.
Mom: "So what? What it 'go?"
I said, "but, okay ... we leave tomorrow night so 'arrive early in the morning. B. was not at the meeting, but, you know, there were a lot of people of a certain age' you should ... be more 'quiet, no? there were ladies on 60. if they mean that there will be' peaceful one thing I think ... relax, come on. "
Mom: "okay, but they have said? Need anything?"
I said, 'no, no. ... Nothing in particular B. told me that we can go with his tent, then I'll take' the sleeping bag for him if L. is fine ... then nothing . a fair return. ah, here! and lemons ... we've got them at home lemons? "
Mom:" Yes, 'the lemons we've got them, but what do you need? "I
:" Dunno, I do not know. They told us that lemons rub them over his eyes if we throw the tear gas ... "

the morning of July 20, 2001 we arrived in Genoa, after our bus had been stopped and controlled by traffic police. Rete Lilliput of a bus full of peaceful demonstrators of a certain age 'and a few young Legambiente and Rete Lilliput.
arrival we breathe a little' air of a school trip: I never saw the first Genoa back then, but the city ' I like it. aid B. to erect the tent in a flower bed on the waterfront and then we are heading towards Piazza Manin, where we take part in the square, organized by topic Rete Lilliput, Legambiente and Fair Trade & Solidarity.
there 'and the sun, with my backpack on my shoulder, I'm happy to be there' and I wonder if all the concerns of my parents had a sense. the people around me are peaceful, kind, completely non-violent. joke a bit 'with the ladies who are part of our group, who tease me for the shirt I had designed, with an angel and a devil on his chest on his back.

come and find my friend D., of Rome, with whom I had a field of voluntary work a few weeks before and the volunteers who coordinated international Legambiente: We are boys from France, Spain, and even a Japanese, Tetsuya, come on purpose to make their voices heard peacefully, with streamers and colorful balloons. the square, 'and I'm pretty close to that Tetsuya and' friendly and gives me water to cool a bit '. my English is not 'perfect, and now that the procession moves on, I together at B., who, being more' great, I'm sure he will know 'Guide.
we queued for a marching behind a banner and begin to descend via Assarotti. B., Protective as is', always trying to stay out of the parade to do "service order" and I keep an eye on me constantly for fear that something could happen. what can 'happen? there 's only so many people crying, singing, their hands painted white flags of peace ...
via Assarotti get to the bottom, where I am told there is' the "red zone" that everyone wants to try to crack. iron gratings of high high and many, many police officers in riot gear. behold, someone approaches to the fence and the cops after a while 'loaded with water cannons. B. and 'in constant contact with other friends who are in other places and keeps me informed. "Here, they 'violated the red zone!" "Oh God, there are protesters dressed in black who have begun to make some noise." "We have to move, back in the square 'cause here's' the risk that we charge. "
I do not understand anything ... go back to Piazza Manin, but the atmosphere and 'different. people are not more' cheerful and calm as before. then I see that there are some protesters dressed in black with police chasing them. all raise their hands painted in white and shouting that they are pacifists. but the police advance towards the square.
"we have to move!" I am B., and since then, I have only hazy memories: pictures and sounds that accompany me for 7 years, but that at the time, I did not understand.

did not understand anything.
not see how all those beautiful things that I seen just before might have turned in all that blood and I saw the smoke everywhere.
I had always had confidence in the police ... What is happening?

not remember, I had no sense of time. As time passed? What time were they?
I remember is' a kind of race against time in a city 'is unknown, like a game of cat and mouse, running non-stop because' he who hesitates ... and 'lost.
we move away from Piazza Manin and the police 'already' passed, there are black-clad protesters with sticks in hand. There 's really a truck next to them? I do not remember. a woman about 60 years in the backseat of a car with a bloody leg. near Do you think there 'a priest and B. I called Don Benzi said. but I'm sure of the name? we move more and more 'and B. I said we're going to the Brignole railway station. here the roads are different, they are more 'wide, but the sense of what' I see, 'the same: smoke, trays and overturned cars, smoke, smoke, people who stormed a supermarket and also here a lot of protesters dressed in black with their faces covered.
near the Brignole station meet N., a friend of B: and 'nice, will have' over 21 years and has an arm around the neck with a scarf. "What are you doing? Go to the hospital," he says B. "I can not go mad 'hospital lead me directly to the police station. You did not hear what' s successo ad altri?". ce ne andiamo. N. ci segue per un tratto e poi si ferma a via Tolemaide, dove ci sono le "Tute Bianche" di Casarini. sembra un campo di battaglia medievale: dappertutto ci sono ragazzi a terra, sanguinanti, con quello che rimane delle loro "armature" fatte di gommapiuma e bottiglie di plastica. "ricompattiamoci e riformiamo la testuggine" urla un ragazzo al megafono. i poliziotti sono dietro di loro. B. mi tira per un braccio e mi fa cenno di andarcene. giriamo nella prima viuzza che troviamo, giusto alle spalle del corteo, nella terra di nessuno tra i manifestanti e i poliziotti. e' una stradina in salita e, mentre saliamo, vediamo 3 camionette della polizia scendere, in direzione di via Tolemaide. erano 3? 5? non ricordo... ricordo with us that there was a photographer who tells us that he was with the Tute Bianche and the policemen took my camera and film. now just wants to escape. he is not 'put too fine. or maybe I remember correctly. "Oh God, they're crazy! Fell with the Defender and the protesters were all on the ground. What the fuck they want to do?" What is' a Defender? I have no time to ask ... we have to move. where? no one knows, but the important thing and 'go, run, run away.

I lost track of time. What time is it? how long is the day that never seems to end? when night comes that brings advice?
do not know how long 'past. I only know that run, run, at one point the photographer is not there 'more'. we find ourselves in a place more 'comfortable. B. set out upon a road that goes down 'and at the end of the road, like a mirage, the sunlight on the sea.
we are the seafront. far from where we started in the morning, but always on the waterfront. There are other guys that show, maybe some are foreigners. side of a group of policemen. pass. ask us where we came from. I do not know. I hear B. that rattles off one after another the names of streets and squares for which we ran throughout the afternoon and what we saw area by area. I know nothing. I do not understand anything. I do not remember anything. I do not remember if I lived those things seriously or you are just been a nightmare due to the concerns of my mother. maybe 'a iCube. maybe I still have to get there and I fell asleep on the bus. but can not 'be. I watch the sea. I would like to take a bath, wash everything I've seen all the dirt on me and that I feel inside. I would run away. but you can not '. I do not understand what happened. here it seemed to be 'quiet.
we finally arrive where we put the tent. "They killed a boy," someone says. "No, two!" says another. "No, 'a girl." yet another voice. "Sorry, you have a phone? Me soon to make a call?" I asked a girl Bassini. I give it to him. calls, but there is no 'camp. "The news they said that a boy and 'dead' someone shouted. "Maybe you should call your mother" I am B.

a boy and 'dead. Carlo Giuliani could have been any of us. Carlo Giuliani, and 'everyone,' cause of something and then 'dead inside each of us.
I am today, writing this, I could not hold back the tears again. and 'the first time that I throw it all out. maybe today I made peace with my memory. but for the moment, none of us can 'make peace with the Italian state, which has once again denied the Truth' and Justice.

Fighting thus as toys / puppies in May was normal / they had the time yet for the jail / Waiting outside left / the same anger, the same spring ...

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Climate Change.

a strong sandstorm, then the other night, the rain. finally.

I woke up with a strange noise. "It's raining! '" I said. disbelief 'cause the few days of rain you usually have the year in January-February.

I got up and went to the window: the drops on the windows, flooded the streets, people on the street with their umbrellas. "Rain", I repeated. and it was true.

stopped after about half an hour, but it 's enough to refresh and purify the air throughout the sand.

"finally climate change" I thought about leaving home to go to the office.

arrive at the office, I turn the computer on the site and read the reuters article on the latest judgments for the events in Genoa in 2001.

the climate is not 'changed at all ...

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School of Life

the other day I was reading this post Blog Wil and made me think (not to mention pissed off) the advice of some anonymous user who signature "andrea" .

carry them in full, in order to "enjoy" all:

1) November 8, 2008 at 19:37 Anonymous said ...
"do not see why I say that we need a victim because the police intervengono.la violence there already, all those who have occupied schools and classrooms by prohibiting students who wanted to take lessons to do so. Students who pay taxes for this servizio.fosse police into the barrel in order the evacuation of the premises, if riufiutassero to do what it has been ordered to proceed with the forced removal of protesters. did you get the weight and carry them out, if qlcn reacts, striking a law enforcement officer, as well as stain a very serious offense, would, without hesitation, take the use of loud and violent against that individual, who broke the law, and all those that will affect staff in an attempt to difenderlo.anche if the red robes instead of punishing those who apply the lighter penalty may, as solito.andrea "

2) November 8, 2008 at 21:00 Anonymous said ...
" if I want to go to follow a lesson for which I pay taxes to do so there is no acceptable justification for the impediment caused by the protesters. they are breaking the law. Or am I just want to take lessons to have more opportunities to pass the exams and graduate as quickly as possible? but here you always think of mediocrity and not to the best students. this reform in his ideals and ateneti the prize to the best students, and rightly so, for me, just that those who did not want to do a caxxo and does not pass the exams you pay more if we take time to make a sacrifice that the university will accetteranno.bisogna back to a speech centered on an elite university, made for the best, not made for students who are not poor nothing but discredit the title stesso.andrea "

3) November 9, 2008 at 10:15 am Anonymous said ...
" If I am opposed to the strike, and I can be (or choose you what I think?) I will not miss a minute of class for something you do not agree with, is a soppruso well and good, but you justified? you deserved a crime such as employment classrooms and its refusal to follow the lesson? Then you go into people's homes to throw the television because you do not follow mediaset, why would you give you also questo.per mauro: who graduate with low grades the children of the rich not me give a damn. but the children of "normal" people to be good and with high marks, as you will not have trouble going forward with anyone università.ormai he enrolled at the university, with people out of high school that he thoughtlessly 65-70-75 on both registers, which is part of why people can not find a job or because they do not want to work. they should enroll only those really good, people out with high marks in at about 85, or you do not 80.perchè six have not subscribe capabilities, all right now promote all or most of, but is this bad habit that we are left with is sbagliato.poi unemployed or underemployed university graduates, which also complain as well. Most of them graduated with low grades, in areas with few jobs available. For example, one who graduated in history, literature and philosophy so he knows that will have great difficulty finding a job, then if you do it for passion is fine, but no one should expect an inherent work. We thought before signing up. Because the state can not and should not keep people. There was a slew of alternate and adjunct professors hired only to provide jobs for these graduates. So that the state is also concerned all graduates or graduates in technical fields, usually find jobs in factories, why do not they also take care to do nothing and to do so for graduates from teaching traditional scolastico.Andrea "

here, and 'this is the mentality' of young Italians who scares me and pushed me to leave my country that I feel less and less.

also because 'a couple of days later I run into this blog post by Luca , where some commentators railed against the owner of the blog for il semplice fatto di aver esercitato il suo diritto al dissenso, occupando pacificamente la sua scuola (insieme ad altri compagni) per protesta contro il decreto gelmini di riforma dell'istruzione.

non voglio entrare nel merito della questione "riforma gelmini" perche', seguendo la situazione italiana solo di sfuggita, non ho abbastanza elementi concreti per farlo (per es.: non ho mai letto effettivamente il decreto), ma sono dell'idea che una riforma il cui unico intento e' tagliare posti di lavoro e dare un'istruzione standardizzata, ma divisa per "classi economico-sociali", di certo non puo' far del bene al futuro del nostro country. I think that already embarked on the road 'before other governments and which is speeding up the minister Gelmini un'aziendalizzazione leads us straight to the well know' as understood by American culture and how we have presented the writer Naomi Klein in some chapters excellent No Logo .

and it 'definitely bad for the Italian school, which for many years and' was one of the world's best known.

in this post I just want to show solidarity 'to Luke and many other Italian children who took to the streets or locked themselves in classrooms (school and university) and explain to people like the anonymous-andrea and show that 'a law student and "take lessons to have more opportunities to pass the exams and graduate as quickly as possible "without (!!!) learn to exercise critical thinking and 'the thing more' idiot that a student can do : the" mediocrity '" mentioned by him in the comments and ' precisely to CA storage concepts in a race against time to those who take more than a degree 'in haste, without being questions about the real meaning of these concepts without having to open your mind and the world around .

are those like you, dear "anonymous-andrea" to de-classify the degree and graduates in general!

in the following photos: LAS "Misticoni Giuseppe di Pescara (December 2001)

the day ...

... and night.

's 2001 employment I think it was one of the most' beautiful of my life ... 23 days in which I shared ideals and struggles with other 300 children (about 465 total) at my school with teachers and even janitors .

year me and my best friend N. school representatives were (Along with another boy of the fourth year) and, since both people trying to look at the facts 'with a critical eye, we have moved away from the usual occupations and we decided (along with others) to proceed with an' assembly Standing: Yes, there were barricades across the main entrance, but nobody 's been prevented from entering the secondary school entrance and even some teachers have continued to give lessons.

in reality 'the majority of teachers supported our protest, with many of them we held meetings to discuss school reform (was then the Moratti reform) with students and parents (Many of them were on our side), some even came to school at night to bring us food to the occupants.

in the gym (which was also the main hall) had organized an exhibition of our work on the U.S. invasion of Afghanistan (another hot topic that year), in classrooms were study groups on the Moratti reform (yes ', we all read the decree, aided by a professor of law) and the history of Afghanistan (and' them 'and that' born my passion for that country), we input put a banchettino to distribute pieces of white cloth against the war and raise funds to support Emergency (something we pulled up to the end and we delivered personally to Teresa Sarti during a meeting held at the palace of the province ...), was circulated books on the history of the Italian school and pieces of that No Logo , we painted banners and posters for a event that collected 3000 students, we hosted meetings representatives of all the school in the province of Pescara to organize "the struggle", we organized a dinner and a dj-set for self-financed (after more 'than 20 days we no longer had' any money even to buy a sandwich, luckily the pizza chef from another school-mythical Massimo! - We had begun to supply aggratis), we organized a film club, we did a radio link with the high school boys rate Rome (at that time were on hunger strike), we went to speak in the program Coca School of city- Radio Popolare Network , I also wanted to arrange a meeting with the Manifesto and Pablo Echaurren Serafini (although there 'was a chance')... and we also enjoyed the evening, when we said goodnight to the shit of government, subservient to the interests of a few bosses and he was (as is now) ruining our future and that of other more 'or not so young students and alumni, and we told our hopes over a bottle of wine (courtesy of someone always ;-) that produced it and which will not end 'to thank for making me never wake out ").

all this and 'lasted for 23 days ... interspersed two visits and two evictions digos , but we continued and we taken our space in our school . that occupation and 'finished just before Christmas, when the principal ("dr. arch. Trivilino alberto, do not tell you what I think about it, wit' it ends up that I bill another complaint. no, I will I say, a worm, a big piece of shit who knows how to be frustrated haunting beauty only kids) called me while I was traveling to Foligno to a meeting of left-wing students from all over Italy, "information" that the school had returned under its total control and threatening to 'expectations by providing ". But the mobilization 'is not finished and all year we have continued to inform young people on the reform and the international situation (with the G8 conference in Genoa, Iraq, Afghanistan, on "fighting terrorism" and the Israeli-Palestinian situation) and to study groups in the afternoon.

everything I've described it hurt? we lost valuable time in school? no! to me (and I believe many others) and 'served to better understand how Italy is to understand that when you are fighting for an idea we must first know and be aware of doing so in a way that seems more' right and does not harm other citizens. In my opinion, Employment of a school or university 'and it harms no one and even' chance to grow more and more for kids who 'often live in the school as a place of annihilation of the being and the standardization of learning abstract concepts.

memories of a more 'beautiful and ever' when we took part in street parades student in Pescara: the tg3 Regional resumed our banners and interviewed some students at my school the first year on the significance of the event, employment and the Moratti reform; here, "our boys" were very well prepared and knew most 'journalists. I swear that when they told me the scene (I have not been able to see, unfortunately, 'cause we were still barricaded in school) I had tears in his eyes.

so 'as I came when, a year after I graduated, I went back to school to receive the diploma on the wall of the classroom and 6 I saw the words "C. No, since there skuola you are gone this sucks ".

I thank you guys for everything you have given me that year and for all that I have done to go with my ideas of fucking to study groups! :-)

ps: the end of the story tell you about a couple of days.

ah, and for those who wish to comment that the occupations and those who 'always makes a mess and ignorant I can respond to my "educational record" from elementary school until graduation and I can say that while that year and who 'was in class is now working as a beautician and is still trying to finish the right' of Architecture in Pescara, most of those who contributed actively and are now living abroad working in the arts, film and advertising. and I will come and say that we are children of Pope ', that' my family 'the most' middle classes may exist (even if Italy continues to 'I'm going through, in a bit' that we become part of law - along with many others-in the more 'famous paintings by Pellizza Volpedo).

Pecci 'SEM NU' NU! ;-)

MI miss you guys ...

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News from the Holy Land (because it 's always good to remember ...)

today and 'the fourth anniversary of the death of Yasser Arafat.

I know this blog usually talks about crap, jokes and jokes (and I take a moment to do it ...), but often this is because ' talk about other things it hurts. the heart.
like to talk about Palestine ...

is already 'talking about me I hurt every day in Palestine with my colleague R. , a Palestinian with Jordanian passport that does not has never seen the house where his father and 'born almost every day and tells me with tears in his eyes the stories of his family and their olive trees.
me or I hurt thinking back to A. , computer science student in Nablus that had to be part of a conference in Alexandria in which I participated, but not 'could be with us' cause refused him a visa and 6 times, when it seemed that there had finally made it, the Israeli military have blocked and prevented him from leaving his country .
or in the newspaper when I read the news from "Occupied Jerusalem" (as they call here) or Gaza, where my friend M. has lived all 24 years of his life strong and courageous woman, with hope in your heart and a smile, writing e-mail such as "Do not worry, everything's fine. I'm fine and it 'business as usual: do not worry about me. "

as a Lebanese friend once said: " some people are born to resist " .

public then only just received an email from Roberta , an Italian friend (some of his writings will found here ) containing "news updates and bulk" (exact words):

"Gaza:
- always blocked supplies (including medicines, since June 2007sono `255 people died because the Israeli authorities do not do drugs or do not come out of the sick). http://www.gcmhp.net/ .
- Last week, the Israelis have killed 5 people.
- The last weekend is moored the ship with humanitarian aid to stop the `siege, personality internazionali a bordo (tra cui amira hass, intervista di Haniyeh pubblicata su Haaretz).

- Fuochi d`artificio


Cisgiordania in generale niente di nuovo:

- soliti arresti (24 solo nel fine settimana), qualche morto, soldi internaz in arrivo


Da Ramallah notizie un po` piu` allegre: e` iniziato il festival del cinema delle donne, domani inizia quello internaz del cinema... finalmente e` uscito Ein Shams.., a fine mese in programma festa per raccolta fondi contro chiusura del manifesto.


Gerusalemme sempre al centro della notizia:

- Costruzione del nuovo museo della tolleranza sopra l`antico cimitero musulmano sul monte degli ulivi! Israeliani 10+ anche questo giro

- Nuove expulsions in East Jerusalem, including the family of the old men AlKurd expelled from their home two days ago army by `at 6 \u200b\u200bam. The plan is to build 250 housing units for the poor Israeli Jews in the west have no more space
- Yesterday `s army has also closed the Palestinian National Theater in East Jerusalem because he was organizing a festival` subversive .. festival of folk art!
- Today election for mayor of Jerusalem, Jerusalem capital of Israel, boycotted by the Palestinians living in the city .. Checkmate!
indiscretion among the candidates for mayor there is `a Russian well, suspected arms trafficker d` ... "

then I suggest you visit this website , where there are pictures taken by the children were born and raised in the field of Balata, near Nablus .
I hope soon to know these guys.

'cause I think there will be' one day not too long ago, when R. will be able to 'use his last "key to return" and return home to live with her grandparents circondata dagli ulivi , M. potra’ finalmente viaggiare liberamente senza essere fermata negli aeroporti americani come “sospetta terrorista” , A. potra’ finalmente avere un passaporto vero e non vedersi rifiutare il visto per l’Egitto sei volte di fila e noi potremo dire che, si’, ci sono persone nate per resistere. Ed alla fine vincono.

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