Giriamoci not around. Decision time is irrevocable shot. The adventure of 'Anti-Mosquito , after almost three years and after more than seven hundred post ends here.
I hope you understand me. Indeed, you understand me, leaving aside the " nooooo, do not do . I have no reason to spend two hours per week and spends five nights a week behind a radio broadcast that, according to what is the spectrum of my personal interest and pleasure, it gives me more nothing of value. The Mosquito , for some time now, except for rare occasions I do not tickle, it stimulates me, I do not enjoy, I'm not rich, I do not entertain, not I'm excited, I'm not angry or not enjoy. With all due respect, I can not accept to waste so much time each day in such a way. I have nothing else to do.
already know some objections: " Chissenefotte mosquito. The blog can continue moving away from the transmission! .
No . For me it is not. Not having the resources, capabilities and expertise to make the writer "my", my productivity as a blogger comes (goes) from direct feedback of qualified, provocation, incitement and impulses coming from the transmission of Giuseppe Cruciani . Once the source has withered, without a counterpart fixed reference my analysis available to propose alternatives, additions and variations of thinking has failed.
Aggravating the sense of failure, then, is the paucity of characters and themes of the misery to which the media increasingly militarized (information militant seems the only alternative infotainment, and I do not know What is worse) seem gradually to dedicate their attention. I can not hold on Italian politics, and its primary and secondary theater people. I'm sick in the first place of Berlusconi, place of origin of the debacle that is the Italian political scene (as well as finally recognized as a Antonio Polito nel suo editoriale di addio al Riformista , vergando parole che io, modestamente, scrivo da quasi tre anni. Magari un giorno ci arriverà pure Cruciani, anche se io non starò certo lì ad aspettare). Ma non ne posso più neppure di tutti gli oppositori del cavaliere, dal primo all'ultimo. Ministri del governo, sottosegretari, onorevoli, membri dell'opposizione, pasdaran e portacandele assortiti: ora come ora mi danno tutti la nausea.
Ho davvero voglia di staccare la spina, di cambiare orizzonti. Desidero essere nuovamente libero . Libero di tornare a vedere film in TV e non solo dibattiti politici, libero di ascoltare musica alla radio e non solo news, libero read books, not only articles and editorials. Free to cultivate new interests. And free, above all, to devote greater effort and more concentration to my children in the family and my business in a professional environment.
If this sabbatical, but not short, is intended to be temporary or permanent I can not say. But so be it. Today we turn the page and close a chapter, with no regrets. I know that around this site has created a small community of people with his head on his shoulders that would be a shame is dispersed in the wind. I hope someone has the will and strength to create a new gathering place elsewhere. Not that useful, but to do so, if there were any doubts, there is however my absolute blessing.
UPDATE: Paul has created a new blog flamboyant, accessible at this URL: http://acutocomeunapalla.blogspot.com
In short, we are at the final farewell. Each person who has haunted these shores in a more or less continuously goes my gratitude, especially for the patience and perseverance in reading my share. A special thanks also to Paul , for the quantity and quality of his contributions to this blog. Thanks again. Really.
Okay, I think it's really all. Come on, put away those tissues, which is not exactly the case. We
. Last frame has passed. Fade to black, end credits ... End .
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"I 'm free "the Rolling Stones (1965) version of the dance Soup Dragons (1990)
I'm free to do what I want Any old time
I Said I'm free to do what I want Any old time
I say love me, hold me
Love me, hold me
'Cause I'm free ...
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Elvis has left the building.
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