Beppe Grillo's Blog

Arse faces

The Masque of the Red Death has already entered the castle where the parties are entrenched. They, however, are making out that nothing has happened. The happy brigade believes they have immunity against change, against the plague that will destroy them. It’s like a death that walks, but doesn’t know it. The surrounding walls constructed in so many years of the reign, that are apparently as solid as the ones in Constantinople, to keep the citizens out of every aspect of public affairs, are starting to collapse. Party-ocracy believes itself to be invulnerable and, up until now, it has had good reason to believe that. It has been living for decades between ease and privilege, it has been operating with edicts that cannot be discussed by those it treats as subjects. It has elected itself and it has propagated itself in every ganglion of the country, in every public and private structure, like a metastasis of democracy. In certain moments it felt itself to be lost, but it has never lost its spirit. It did a somersault as in 1992, it redid its make-up and it presented itself once more to the electorate. At that time it was the newspapers and the TV channels that transformed them into virgins from the old whores.
Now the game is up. The Internet shows up their wrinkles, their falseness, the buboes. The eternal arse-faces are drafting, are putting others off the scent, are confounding. They, like the old mafia guys, believe that the wind will blow over and that it will be enough to become like a reed blowing in the wind to then get up again when the weather is calm once more. After the referendum result they presented themselves before the Italians like old worn out brothel keepers to recite the old weary part, not realising that no one wants them screwing any more .They have transformed the victory of the Italians into their own victory. A vote for the future of the country for a political vote.

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Conversation between a modern Italian and Berlusconi.
PUNK ITALIAN CITIZEN:
You declared you would be three inches taller
You only became what we made you.
Thought you were chasing a destiny calling
You only earned what we gave you.
You fell and cried as our people were starving,
Now you know that we blame you.
You tried to walk on the trail we were carving,
Now you know that we framed you.

THE GODFATHER BERLUSCONI:
I’m the guy in the sky
Flying high flashing eyes
No surprise I told lies
I’m was the punk in the gutter
But I’m the new president
I grew and I bent
Don't you know? Don't it show?
I’m the punk without the stutter.

PUNK ITALIAN CITIZEN:
You tried to speak between lines of oration
But could only repeat what we told you.
Your axe belongs to a dying nation,
You don't know that we own you.
You’re watching movies trying to find the feelers,
You only see what we show you.
We now know we are the slaves of the phoney leaders
Breathe the air we have blown you.

Posted by: Robert Morrison | June 15, 2011 07:46 PM

Conversation between a modern Italian and Berlusconi.

PUNK ITALIAN CITIZEN:
You declared you would be three inches taller
You only became what we made you.
Thought you were chasing a destiny calling
You only earned what we gave you.
You fell and cried as our people were starving,
Now you know that we blame you.
You tried to walk on the trail we were carving,
Now you know that we framed you.

Posted by: Robert Morrison | June 15, 2011 07:42 PM

SOLUZIONE DRASTICA A PROBLEMI DRASTICI.

Creiamo il mediterraneo unito e mandiamo a fare in culo l'europa.
Ma quando mai un italiano è stato amico dei francesi (GALLI), inglesi (celtici), tedeschi (barbari goti) ecc.?

Noi siamo amici dei tunisini, marocchini, spagnoli, algerini, gregi,portoghesi.
Sono loro i latini che ragionano come noi noi quei folli del nord europa.

cazzo a me piace fare a gomitate per salire su un autobus non mettermi in fila per tre isolati come dei deficenti.
A me piace fare feste non andare a dormire alle 21,30 perchè devo alzarmi all'alba per lavorare.

Ma che vadano a fanculo sti cazzo di barbari.

I popoli arabi erano i più accoglienti del mondo fin quando qualche cazzone occidentale non ha deciso che erano terroristi.

MA SMETTIAMOLA DI RINNEGARE LA NOSTRA NATURA!!!

Johnny Gaspari, Cepagatti 15.06.11 13:28|

MA CHI SEI COGLIONE?

Posted by: D T | June 15, 2011 02:33 PM

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Jeeeze,

there is some real shit going down in Italy.

The wolves who have been asleep have finally awakened.

And they smell the fear of their politicians.

... sniff, sniff ... lick... lick ... yum... yum.

The fear they smell is of the regime assholes, who are falling appart and are becoming disorientated by the day.

yum ... yum ... snnnaarrl!

Italians, are at long last waking up and realizing that Italy is their country... and will no longer lick the arseholes of the regime.

grrrrrrrrr .... sniff, sniff ......

Hey 'regime' ... WAKE UP !!!!

Your days are numbered, your arrogant approach to your people is over and if I were you ...
... I would be really worried as to where I will be in 6 months time.

Worried ?
Shit scared would be more appropiate.

If I were Brunetta, Santache, Gasparri, la Russa and probably another 300+ regime members ... I would already be organizing my exile.

Italians are pleasant human beings in general - but italians also have 'omerta' as one of the basics of their culture.

Which means that to forgive is not easy and vengance is appealing.....

Grrrrr, sniff sniff, snaaaaarl, and yum yum.

My prediction is that the italian regime/government as it is today will not last the next 6 months - and they will either go away by themselves, or via accelerated elections, or via something much worse ...... snaaaaaarl, lick lick, and gulp.

My best wishes to 60% of all italians, and for the remaining 40% ... half of you are idiots, but the remaining 20% will burn in hell sooner then they think.

Keyser Soze
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Posted by: Keyser Fucking Soze | June 15, 2011 03:41 AM