Filippo , tu lo sai che " scrivo quest'articolo malvolentieri ", ma sento di doverti dire che " hai perso un'occasione storica ". Anzi, ne hai perse molteplici.
La prima, direi, è quella di risparmiarti l'utilizzo di una serie di deteriori calembour e "small ponds" da retrobottega redazionale, quell'alveo liberal in cui lasci le tue argomentazioni dimenarsi criptoisteriche in punta di cravatta. Andando con ordine, dovrei parlare di quelli che definisci " indignati speciali ", i quali -difendibili o meno- non possono certo have committed sins so serious as to be yoked to such a dull and sad figure of speech, which read almost alone-in your-self-satisfied lines seems to want to soar like a teenager in his first erection intellectual ("What about a limerick" nex time?). But soprassiederò in tribute to you, it appears that omitted teacher.
The second step moves from a fold of the neck, the one demon in the form of drawing-room when the conversation becomes sexual, " Think what you could do, Michael (" Michael, Oh Michael ... Why art thou thyself? "the river Avon is grateful to you, Oh Philip NDW) : to give a lesson to all, pack a Annozero ineccepibile che facesse comprendere che l’informazione non è rinunciabile, si può e si deve fare sempre, avresti potuto fare una ricca e preziosa trasmissione di servizio ".
E' così dolce pensarti entusiasta nel pieno raggiungimento delle tue facoltà critiche, quando fingi -costituzionalmente- di derivare il tuo biasimo da un'osservazione tanto tangibile da dover apparire inequivocabile, mentre nascondi dietro la schiena un sassolino che puzza da migliaia di miglia del compiacimento di chi sa benissimo che sì, aveva sfoggiato già da tempo il suo più elegante pregiudizio, e alla Grande Cena Liberale Per Le Vittime Della Lingua Italiana aveva riscosso tante genuine labbra increspate. Oh, non get me wrong, I beg you. Not that your "analysis" can not find love in the bank that seeks to stealthily: he finds it to him precisely because it seeks to stealthily, and also because the torn erectile tissue of your prose is the best dance partner (sorry, I did not mean "buddy" and give his side with one of your sharp indictments) of a climate of cultural reception which is sufficient for an Italian well-spelled and the heartfelt imitation of an idea to set aside any opinion in favor of a warm shake heads .
The third, I must admit, brilliant, lives of "proportion the language and this extraordinary, overwhelming truth:" Do you have a fact a market choice. "casserole dish. To quote someone in your early citerai pamfletiño ," surprise me by surprise. "Santoro What choices did the market no one could ever think of without trembling with anger. You're wrong, so You're hurting the heart of Teresa De Sio, Philip. For, obviously, only a few brain aqueous eternally wandering in stunned fascination for the tarantula might find an argument worthy of contempt-this-in your output. What is it that: a way out. Out from any decency they deserve public. Santoro was the left-left in the balls when you were twenty, and you know why (of course I know, naughty)? Why was perceived as a televisionaro "fascinated audience, popularity, and then-shame, Oh! Pandora-market. But that your readers obviously do not know, or rather, they stop knowing it at the same time when you present this new reproach to an old Santoro Santoro you just invented. It 'so easy to do that, boh, I really do not know, here is: bravo! Your liberal ballet is so elegant that does not exist in practice. E 'then * perfect *. Of course, you did better.
stasimon In the fourth, for example, " is not true that only gives Annozero votes for Berlusconi, but a Luttazzi [which pushed" as a Luttazzi with its crowds and its sodomitic coprolalia childhood ", NDW] that the 'hate the villains and noble thing," Tell me, who does a favor? And what overshadow P2 behind the birth of Mediaset, tell me, what do you do? Public Service? [ ...] What a disappointment, Mighè .
I do not know if the potential of such a demonstration of psychoanalytic passive-aggressive syndrome lies with your personal crusade against the sense of things and life, or is there more kindly, a tergiversante bullshit. What is certain is that a certain fascination for " sodomotiche disorders" and " coprolalia", expressions that you see at the head of a court where there is only you that you wipe your ass with the wig of an old Lord, it seems certain to leave you cold. Struck by the anal phase of your reception-or perhaps * * scopertoti to condense each receive a phase anal-seems almost honest in pretending not to know that the lock belongs to you is the juxtaposition of two steps of Quintilian and Aristophanes.
I like to think a world in which your practice journalism have struggled just to escape the mirrors on the fringes of the local news, and I wonder heartfelt, moody, and coprolalia less than the usual in-your-elegant prose but hell Philip, oh! Philip " what we lost"?
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La prima, direi, è quella di risparmiarti l'utilizzo di una serie di deteriori calembour e "small ponds" da retrobottega redazionale, quell'alveo liberal in cui lasci le tue argomentazioni dimenarsi criptoisteriche in punta di cravatta. Andando con ordine, dovrei parlare di quelli che definisci " indignati speciali ", i quali -difendibili o meno- non possono certo have committed sins so serious as to be yoked to such a dull and sad figure of speech, which read almost alone-in your-self-satisfied lines seems to want to soar like a teenager in his first erection intellectual ("What about a limerick" nex time?). But soprassiederò in tribute to you, it appears that omitted teacher.
The second step moves from a fold of the neck, the one demon in the form of drawing-room when the conversation becomes sexual, " Think what you could do, Michael (" Michael, Oh Michael ... Why art thou thyself? "the river Avon is grateful to you, Oh Philip NDW) : to give a lesson to all, pack a Annozero ineccepibile che facesse comprendere che l’informazione non è rinunciabile, si può e si deve fare sempre, avresti potuto fare una ricca e preziosa trasmissione di servizio ".
E' così dolce pensarti entusiasta nel pieno raggiungimento delle tue facoltà critiche, quando fingi -costituzionalmente- di derivare il tuo biasimo da un'osservazione tanto tangibile da dover apparire inequivocabile, mentre nascondi dietro la schiena un sassolino che puzza da migliaia di miglia del compiacimento di chi sa benissimo che sì, aveva sfoggiato già da tempo il suo più elegante pregiudizio, e alla Grande Cena Liberale Per Le Vittime Della Lingua Italiana aveva riscosso tante genuine labbra increspate. Oh, non get me wrong, I beg you. Not that your "analysis" can not find love in the bank that seeks to stealthily: he finds it to him precisely because it seeks to stealthily, and also because the torn erectile tissue of your prose is the best dance partner (sorry, I did not mean "buddy" and give his side with one of your sharp indictments) of a climate of cultural reception which is sufficient for an Italian well-spelled and the heartfelt imitation of an idea to set aside any opinion in favor of a warm shake heads .
The third, I must admit, brilliant, lives of "proportion the language and this extraordinary, overwhelming truth:" Do you have a fact a market choice. "casserole dish. To quote someone in your early citerai pamfletiño ," surprise me by surprise. "Santoro What choices did the market no one could ever think of without trembling with anger. You're wrong, so You're hurting the heart of Teresa De Sio, Philip. For, obviously, only a few brain aqueous eternally wandering in stunned fascination for the tarantula might find an argument worthy of contempt-this-in your output. What is it that: a way out. Out from any decency they deserve public. Santoro was the left-left in the balls when you were twenty, and you know why (of course I know, naughty)? Why was perceived as a televisionaro "fascinated audience, popularity, and then-shame, Oh! Pandora-market. But that your readers obviously do not know, or rather, they stop knowing it at the same time when you present this new reproach to an old Santoro Santoro you just invented. It 'so easy to do that, boh, I really do not know, here is: bravo! Your liberal ballet is so elegant that does not exist in practice. E 'then * perfect *. Of course, you did better.
stasimon In the fourth, for example, " is not true that only gives Annozero votes for Berlusconi, but a Luttazzi [which pushed" as a Luttazzi with its crowds and its sodomitic coprolalia childhood ", NDW] that the 'hate the villains and noble thing," Tell me, who does a favor? And what overshadow P2 behind the birth of Mediaset, tell me, what do you do? Public Service? [ ...] What a disappointment, Mighè .
I do not know if the potential of such a demonstration of psychoanalytic passive-aggressive syndrome lies with your personal crusade against the sense of things and life, or is there more kindly, a tergiversante bullshit. What is certain is that a certain fascination for " sodomotiche disorders" and " coprolalia", expressions that you see at the head of a court where there is only you that you wipe your ass with the wig of an old Lord, it seems certain to leave you cold. Struck by the anal phase of your reception-or perhaps * * scopertoti to condense each receive a phase anal-seems almost honest in pretending not to know that the lock belongs to you is the juxtaposition of two steps of Quintilian and Aristophanes.
I like to think a world in which your practice journalism have struggled just to escape the mirrors on the fringes of the local news, and I wonder heartfelt, moody, and coprolalia less than the usual in-your-elegant prose but hell Philip, oh! Philip " what we lost"?
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