the political

Okay, so I here are links to some of the challenges to social inequality many italians are dealing with:

EU Law on descrimination: http://ec.europa.eu/social/main.jsp?catId=612

Link to burkini case article (unfortunately it happened in France too): http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/europe/italy/6056273/Burqini-banned-in-Italian-town.html

Inter-faith Violence (http://milano.corriere.it/cronache/articoli/2008/02_Febbraio/04/ordigno_moschea_abu_omar.shtml

Calcio and equality: http://www.stranieriinitalia.it/attualita-cori_razzisti_ma_la_partita_non_si_ferma_9272.html)

Roma Rights: (http://www.newsweek.com/id/139019).

Berlusconi's Jokes (http://www.time.com/time/world/article/0,8599,1927307,00.html)

http://www.time.com/time/specials/packages/article/0,28804,1874098_1874099,00.html

Human Rights Watch Report on Migration between Libya and Italy here: http://www.hrw.org/en/news/2009/09/17/italylibya-migrants-describe-forced-returns-abuse

milano

So as requested, some pics of the city. I've got a little raffredore (cold) again, so I'm going to bed!

numero uno: Look what i zanzari mi hanno fatto! Look what those goddamn bastard mosquitos did to me!

numero due: homework in parco sempione, pretty much what I do every day

numero tre: la citta a notte (citta has an accent, I just cant find it)

e poi

numero quattro: the city tram

Rocce Sarde (sardenian rocks)

The wind and the water curve the rocks into beautiful sculptures in Sardegna. And parts of the beach are covered in beautiful intricate shells, conchiglie, but they are so small you have to fill your hand with them and look from about an inch away. This was my beach, about a forty minute walk from the house, but one of the most relaxing, and picturesque places I went.

The leftovers from Sardegna

The endless pool at Ladunia, with Lucia blurred out, because I don’t like people who put pics of kids online. The Granita man, who pushed his card of slushies up and down the beach and honked the horn that went hooweee hooweee hoowee! Golfo Aranci, stavo in Golfo Marinella, and between Aranci and Marinella you have the Costa Smerelda. This was the sign that let me know I was halfway to my beach at Marinelledda.

ROBIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIINN!...Fuck me, they cleared it!

I miss Robin Hood!

While we were in the countryside the only cartoon the grandparents had was a DVD of Disney’s Robin Hood, which I watched a record of ten times in 4 days. I miss the real Robin Hood! I can’t believe they’re going to blaspheme that incredible film by with a new one with Russell Crowe as Robin Hood. I hope all the copies get struck by lightening and the insurance money goes to the poor. 

l'architettura

Bellagio

My second town was Bellagio. Apparently the casino is named after this little place. For lunch I bought a bag of cookies, a single-serving bottle of vino rosso,  and a jar of nutella. Tucked myself into a little alleyway, smaller than the one in the picture! And munched away. It was perfect. The nice old lady came out of her house, about a foot in front of where I had parked myself, and we had a good chuckle about the health benefits of my food selection. The dockman was extra flirty, which I now realize may have been because he saw me taking this picture of him. I thought it captured the moment well!