Claude Monet
Relegated!!!
Ma siamo sfigati di natura o cosa??!!!
Sui maggiori quotidiani anche stranieri oggi era riportata la triste notizia. The Independent apriva così:
Three of Italy's biggest football clubs Juventus, Fiorentina, and Lazio were yesterday relegated by the Italian Football Federation to the Second Division, Serie B, for their part in the systematic match-fixing which has grown into the biggest scandal in the history of European football.
Beh, grazie per il 'biggest'.
Ma che tristezza.
E sul sito della BBC sezione Sport ancora:
Serie A sides Juventus, Lazio and Fiorentina have been demoted to the second division for their involvement in Italy's match-fixing scandal.
Non ho parole. Meno male che non vivo più a Roma, sarebbe stato umanamente insopportabile subire gli sfottò e chissà cos'altro dai lorsignori romanisti per tutta la stagione.
Spero solo che non sia definitivo, che accada una specie di miracolo che ci eviti questo Purgatorio, ma non so ... Del resto i miracoli dovrebbero avvenire per cose ben più importanti, ne concordo.
Chi vivrà, vedrà. Amen.
*sigh*
Criminal Profiler
Claude MonetA Turner's Painting
1819; Watercolor, 22.5 x 28.6 cm; Tate Gallery, London
We are the dead (Diamond Dogs - 1974)
(disegno di Antonella Ponziani)
Words and music by David Bowie
We are the Dead
Something kind of hit me today
I looked at you and wondered if you saw things my way
People will hold us to blame
It hit me today, it hit me today
We're taking it hard all the time
Why don't we pass it by?Just reply, you've changed your mind
We're fighting with the eyes of the blind
Taking it hard, taking it hard
Yet now
We feel that we are paper, choking on you nightly
They tell me "Son, we want you, be elusive, but don't walk far"
For we're breaking in the new boys, deceive your next of kin
For you're dancing where the dogs decay, defecating ecstasy
You're just an ally of the leecher
Locator for the virgin King, but I love you in your fuck-me pumps
And your nimble dress that trails
Oh, dress yourself, my urchin one, for I hear them on the rails
Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said
We are the dead
One thing kind of touched me today
I looked at you and counted all the times we had laid
Pressing our love through the night
Knowing it's right, knowing it's right
Now I'm hoping some one will care
Living on the breath of a hope to be shared
Trusting on the sons of our love
That someone will care, someone will care
But now
We're today's scrambled creatures, locked in tomorrow's double feature
Heaven's on the pillow, its silence competes with hellIt's a twenty-four hour service, guaranteed to make you tell
And the streets are full of press men
Bent on getting hung and buried
And the legendary curtains are drawn 'round Baby Bankrupt
Who sucks you while you're sleeping
It's the theater of financiers Count them, fifty 'round a table
White and dressed to kill
Oh caress yourself, my juicy
For my hands have all but withered
Oh dress yourself my urchin one, for I hear them on the stairs
Because of all we've seen, because of all we've said
We are the dead
We are the dead
We are the dead
Norma Jean's Poetry
Be Kind
Help this weary being
To forget what is sad to remember
Loose my loneliness,
Ease my mind,
While you eat my flesh.
Help help
Help I feel life coming closer
When all I want to do is die.
Norma Jean's quotes
"I want to grow old without face-lifts...I want to have the courage to be loyal to the face I have made. Sometimes I think it would be easier to avoid old age, to die young, but then you'd never complete your life, would you? You'd never wholly know yourself."
"I am not interested in money. I just want to be wonderful."
"Fame is fickle and I know it. It has its compensations, but it also has its drawbacks and I've experienced them both."
"No-one ever told me I was pretty when I was a little girl. All little girls should be told they are pretty, even if they aren't."
from http://www.ellensplace.net/marilyn
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