Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Diy Oval Shower Curtain Rod Claw Foot Tub



Storie di Mari e Migranti.

Quest’estate abbiamo scoperto una triste pagina della nostra politica estera. La pioggia di fuoco abbattutasi sul peschereccio italiano in acque internazionali proveniva da un’imbarcazione italiana , cioè pagata dal contribuente italiano , e con ben sei militi della nostra Guardia di Finanza che hanno fatto da spettatori immobili a un attacco armato da parte degli amici libici. Abbiamo scoperto, in sostanza, che noi italiani paghiamo degli stranieri che in un battello, anche quello comprato e regalato da us, shooting at Italian fishermen working! The first explanation given by the TG1 was as follows: Minister Frattini: "The Libyans have fired into the air but then they hit the Italians." Minister Maroni, however, said he would open an investigation and the results to date is not given to know. In my opinion, would it be reset and review all agreements with Libya from the Italians' right to fish in Libyan waters that are not. They were also borne by the taxpayers Italian escorts, the government paid 80 euro a head and decide you do not know how to listen to a speech propaganda of Gaddafi on a visit to Italy. Such a situation, that is, a dictator who performs in a show organized by a European country and cost the public, is not even conceivable in any liberal nation, European or Western. The two facts together make it clear how weak and confused foreign policy that instead, in a situation so serious, it should be clear and consistent. Surprise that the Italian right-wing voters are able to endure the spectacle of a''"Italy at" by taking cinecommedia "slap in the face" not by big powers, but very questionable as protagonists of the Arab-Mediterranean policy. Another example of the confusion in Italy is given by the relations with Eritrea. On 18 September was the anniversary della feroce repressione che il regime del Presidente Isayas Afawork, al potere da 19 anni, ha condotto contro i dissidenti, quasi tutti eroi della trentennale guerra di indipendenza contro l’Etiopia. Il giorno 18 settembre 2001, infatti, scompariva nelle carceri di Asmara Petros Salomon, il mitico comandante dell’EPLF, poi ministro della Difesa e degli Esteri nei primi anni dell’indipendenza. Di lui e di molti altri intellettuali e cittadini eritrei in carcere non si sa più nulla. Sono scomparsi dopo l’arresto e la detenzione in container nascosti nel deserto eritreo. L’Organizzazione delle Nazione Unite ha chiesto di visitare i luoghi di detenzione senza ricevere alcuna risposta. L’Eritrea è anche responsabile di finanziare Al-Sheebab e le corti religiose islamiche che seminano attentati in Etiopia e in Somalia e che, per loro stessa ammissione, fanno ormai parte del fronte antioccidentale legato ad Al-Quaeda e agli altri gruppi della Jiaad islamica che intendono destabilizzare l’intero Corno d’Africa. Il governo eritreo è stato denunciato dall' EAJA (Eastern Africa Journalists Association) per l’arresto e la tortura dei giornalisti eritrei colpevoli di non pensarla come il Presidente Afawork che vieta l’ingresso in Eritrea anche ai giornalisti italiani ed europei. L’8 e 9 luglio 2010 i cittadini eritrei in Italia hanno protestato davanti all’Ambasciata della Libia a Roma e presso le Prefetture italiane because many Eritreans who arrive in our country to escape the regime of Isay Afawork are inexplicably returned to Libya where they disappear forever in labor camps in the desert. Recently, another 250 Eritreans fleeing persecution in their country, were locked in a Libyan prison Brak in critical conditions of detention. On 23 December 2009 the UN Security Council in its resolution number 1907, has accused Eritrea of \u200b\u200barming Somali terrorists of Hizbul Islam and Al-Shabab and Al-Qaeda support. The UN has sanctioned Eritrea with an embargo, however partial, to purchase weapons. The UN, the International Red Cross, the Association for the Protection of Human Rights of the Eritrean People, Amnesty International, Human Rights Watch and Reporters Without Borders have called on the international community to cease the Eritrean regime and its repressive policy of support for Islamic terrorism. Despite all this, the Italian Government maintains good relations with Afawork Isay and his regime. Isay is a good friend of Prime Minister Berlusconi and often goes on vacation in Italy. His scheme is financed by Italy and the Italian Cooperation. His aides have met with our ministers and politicians after the release of UN sanctions.
In Nairobi in Kenya in late August 2010, we found bags with maps of the terrorist attacks and arrested a dozen men who were planning to commit attacks. Among the objectives was also the International House, the skyscraper that is home to a Somali radio, other international representatives, the Italian Development Cooperation and the Embassy of Italy in Nairobi. It is astonishing that the Government of the Italian Republic, that of a European nation that calls itself liberal and democratic, dictatorial regimes have for friends and those friendships do not lead to any useful result for the Italian people as seen in the case of fishermen in Mazara del Vallo machine-gunned by the Libyans in international waters.
It 'clear that when foreign policy is so fragile, ambiguous and unfair that the nation can not hope to produce to obtain useful results, nor for its citizens, nor in terms of a strategy that is winning in the international arena. Italy needs a strong relationships with Arab and African countries for cultural, social and economic issues and this is all the more reason, for two of its former colonies such as Libya and Eritrea. But Italy should never fail in pursuit of national interests and the liberal principles on which it based its constitutional and historical identity.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Big Boobs Streaming Milena

and its long ... Half

Sunday last very long, the average final 38K 4: 42 if it is right or wrong I do not know, but this is what I felt to do, I started at 4:50 and then tried to go in progression, trying even the refreshments (water fountains) as in the race, the weather was perfect breeze , clear sky and warm sun, the usual path with light rail, sound meditation on the 37th spoiled by an idiot who has virtually barred the road by car, 38 ° for 4:28 a final time of 2:58:47 ... all lovers of the figures, for lovers of the race but I will speak of three wonderful hours in the company of my own past to leave sweat on the bike path fatigue and bad thoughts, holding me only the best of feelings induced by endorphins, I can not say more because, as every runner knows, what you think during the long and covered by state secrecy.

Wednesday, September 22, 2010

Ocular Migraine For Days

Monza ... a breath of fresh air!


What smells locked in here, AIR!
There are races that call you, and there are great days, so you can sum up the half marathon in Monza.
few days fa, alla ricerca di una gara che coincidesse con i 21K di test previsti dalla tabella pro Venezia mi ero imbattuto nella pubblicità, che mi aveva subito intrigato, sia per contesto sia perchè non avevo proprio voglia di correre in solitaria 21K tirati, una vera verifica richiede sempre il taumaturgico effetto pettorale quindi iscrizione immediata in barba alle previsioni del tempo che prevedevano qualcosa di simile al diluvio universale. In effetti il diluvio c'è stato, ma il giorno precedente la gara, e a vedere i tg son stato tentato di non partire nemmeno.
Invece la Domenica all'alba cielo minaccioso ma con qualche concessione alla speranza, via verso Monza, poco più di un ora di autostrada per poi rimanere invischiato in una coda worthy of the "traffic jam" of Comencini: I get to pick the chest at 8:50, luckily, once past the obstacle, physiological for that stretch of road, I can appreciate the first signs of what will prove to be a perfect organization: inside of the automobile parking areas with access controlled by diligent volunteers, number of bathrooms that require virtually no waiting, distribution, pectorals and baggage utrarapidi despite the more than 2,500 participants, thanks to all this at nine and five o'clock are already fully dressed with a tank top official Blogtrotter, ready for heating, the glance of the square in front of the box chock full of runners is a show!
Fifteen minutes of slow running with some extension and is now entering the grid, the second, thanks to the qualifications of "Verdi's land 2010", surplus with casually up to the fence and position it in me waiting for the start. The Duchess of
30K course on Sunday were well digested during the previous week, a sign that the past month to swallow foods such as lentils, liver and other delicacies similar scored the goal of covering at least the indicator of iron reserves, and now I am here to find out what my true condition.
traffic light and fire, you go, the space is not missing then immediately pass to get my rhythm, it goes without saying that honesty nel dichiarare i tempi per avere accesso in griglia non è di questo mondo, il serpentone di runner si allunga ben presto nel rettilineo sino alla prima variante, poi in leggera discesa verso la seconda variante, la curva di Lesmo, il Serraglio, variante Ascari poi rettilineo in direzione parabolica per uscire dall'autodromo e imboccare i viali del parco, i primi 5K sono volati via in 20'18" le gambe girano bene, mi sono inserito in un bel gruppo siamo una decina, a turno ci tiriamo il collo alternandoci come capofila e questo aiuta a tenere alto il ritmo, mi impongo però di non saltare neanche un ristoro nonostante la fresca temperatura inviti a fare il contrario.
L'ingresso nei viali del parco riserva una inaspettata sorpresa: il percorso is not flat as I expected, but presents a night of ups and downs that actually bother me more than help to keep awake the legs, a bit like the marathon of Reggio Emilia, I spend 10K 40'56 "probably a stupid smile on his face and began to make improbable projections for the final time, a fly that slips into the trachea almost brings me back to earth, forcing me to run for nearly 500 meters imitating the flushing :-(
Meanwhile Heaven opens and begins to warm and cozy inside, traveling to the sixteenth, the wall of the half, but despite a temporary decline due to fatigue and the pace hold the slope, trying not to give up the direct opponents, the last km run between constant overtaking, facts, and suffered, until the return on the legendary asphalt with the last kilometer course in 3'55 "with his eye fixed on that inflatable seemed to never arrive, the catch to a Garmin : 26:16, incredulous and overjoyed because it also comes after a week of heavier by 116 kilometers.
good feeling to get back to the pits semi-deserted, 164 ° to 2540, the backpack and I pick a well-deserved shower and then change me on the ramp take advantage of what has become a beautiful sunny day and the asphalt has turned into a sort of beach where all the great finisher "is the beach" to restore themselves.
Waiting the awards (not me of course), the pleasant encounter with the Wild, author of the beautiful pics, as always borne infectious enthusiasm, so between 4 and photo chat is now starting the journey back home, now bell tower of Venice seems to me more so fuzzy!

Monday, September 13, 2010

If I Had Wheels I'd Be A Wagon Meaning

Ronfi!

In practice I'm so, I can not get rid of the apathy of post holiday, luckily there is the Venice marathon to keep alive the interest in the race otherwise I would have fallen even training, yet there are thousands of abandoned blog post running for the mind, feedback zero, while continuing to follow all, in other words, do good company a Giancarlo, ma almeno lui lo ha annunciato con largo anticipo, l'unica cosa positiva è che con dieta mirata, riposo e ripresa graduale sembro aver ripreso un pò di forze, negli ultimi allenamenti avevo difficoltà ad andare sotto i 4'15" sugli allenamenti veloci, tipo ripetute da 1K, tempi incompatibili con quanto fatto sino ad un mese prima. In quest'ultima settimana qualche segno di risveglio confermato dal buon risultato nel lungo corso in occasione della "Corsa della Duchessa" di Parma, di cui parlerò al più presto (sicuro?).
In attesa della sveglia...buone corse a tutti!