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Hello Jacko

The news of the death of Michael Jackson's hit me more deeply than I expected.
The death of someone you know even if Jacko ever hits you, lately, it attracted my sympathies, I will be hard but I can not stand people who, when they have all the resources and opportunities, self destructive chasing dreams and illusions. Not tolerate it among the people around me, let alone in the figures "median" already tolerate them just for this feature.

His death will not hit me for the tragic end of an eternal boy of fifty years who has had a hard life (difficult? I can think of the slums of Dakar), remains determined to overcome his own success to self unbeatable (being changed by the public and general conditions); struck me above all Jacko States as influenced by my life here in Italy.

His sudden absence has made me open the drawers of memory is dusty, but still there to form my taste and my thoughts.
Just to clarify the concept, I was reminded of a particular costume: white socks. Jacko Sdogati in the 80 short white sock that has always been, before and after, a symptom of individual loser, making it suddenly a must.
And there I was, in jeans, white socks, sneakers, black jacket over white shirt that proud smile in a picture of the time, I feel so cool, although this term came into use later.

efforts have been more than two decades that guy dressed in an objectively impossible is still inside of me (as well as a bunch of white socks in my drawer in the laundry) and the death of Jack has brought to light.
How has brought to light an endless playlist of songs from my ipod mental, especially ballads a bit 'honeyed as well suited to bask in sweet melancholy, and certainly also closely linked to episodes of my life, as a soundtrack that sometimes you never asked and that is always there in spite of yourself.

I realized once more, and direct experience than the media, the show business, help to create a common consciousness, even in me and, I repeat, in spite of myself.

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The crisis and the only way to get out

I can not say that the great crisis that we live a few months has taken me by surprise: for years I was convinced that something would happen sooner or later.
The bubble of financial speculation had become too great, with its absurdities. Recently dell'ubriacatura financial
was more convenient for those who had funds to invest in derivatives, rather than human labor (which is the only source that produces real wealth).
What you may not yet clear to everyone is that we are facing a epochal crisis and nothing will ever be, necessary to reconstruct an idea of \u200b\u200bcommunity and an economic system less deranged than the last.
In my opinion the only valid way to end the crisis, which has economic, social and personal, is to rebuild those social relations that have been lost in the rich countries and instead allow their lives in countries in need.
A strong, new impetus to a life of cooperation and association in its various forms is an excellent solution to meet the crisis together, to go in this direction I and the other for Help to Change (www.helptochange.it) we are ready to provide logistical support and knowledge to give birth to GAS, Time Banks, and cooperative relationship and exchange areas.
Alternatively, you can respond to the crisis in the defense closing of your garden, both personally and in society, but this solution, besides giving me a strong sense of rejection because of its consequences at the level of individual existence in both social implications of (the fear of the other, the desperate on the boats returned to die in Libya are examples), does not guarantee anything, behind the walls of defense that is going to build men remain fragile and alone, at the mercy of events.