Thursday, November 25, 2010

Why Is A Dual Illegal

Max Payne 1 - graphic novels

And who does not? It was great when it came out, it still is now when you find it hidden behind stacks of stuff in the basement. Just when I took time to trace the private war "payne" against criminals and mafiosi grizzled New York, I noticed that on youtube the sequences described in Italian were not complete. Or better, but there are many videos or are partial or incomplete, or we see evil, or there are also fragments of the game. Interesting to see how a few can complete the task level, if it makes perfect or otherwise. In most cases we prefer to play right! Everyone has a strategy to end. Some people are poor and some are on good terms with the keyboard / joypad. In one storylane just watch. Applies to everyone. And now there.






From the very first time I'd played I really liked the scene where the protagonist realizes that in a game and is in the same graphic novel that is telling. Hahah!

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Sunday, November 21, 2010

Drinks With Gin Tonic And Kahlua

Hands on Tg1

S icuramen you this is no ordinary autobiography. And especially not the usual book tutticontrotutti. It 's a plot between the story of a newscast (not a very common ... I straconosciuto, stracriticato Tg1) and a journalist. Not an ordinary one. A man of values, a man who fought to prove that journalism is not just about money, lobby and political careerism. U n journalist, left, director and correspondent. A man in search of truth, a lover of the investigations undertaken and journalism. A journalist from the pack, who had the courage to "beat" the feet of Ministers, pseudo directors and colleagues. That has always fought for the freedom of the press and public believed in a newscast, free from the dominance of political parties.

His book through 40 years of history and leaves a bad taste in your mouth, because your vision from the viewer is completely destroyed. His being in the facts, his experience first hand the evolution, makes the story even more dense and full of emotions, memories, satisfactions and disappointments.

Perhaps someone might think it's easy to write such a book a few months from retirement. They consider it as a long confessional purifier. Instead, it is not. Perhaps now was simply the right time. Maybe because Italy must open its eyes. Perhaps because a news that the first was a 36% share it has now stopped more than 10 points down. Perhaps because the Tg of the first national network has become a showcase for directors egocentric. Perhaps because it has become the playthings, too dirty politicians. Maybe there's a reason ... the truth is simply told.



Ilaria Biancacci

Friday, November 19, 2010

Queen Mattress Uhaul Cargo Van

Maia - Lavis (18:11:10)

Fourth day of the championship. You play at home against the team of Lavis. It will be like climbing Paganella: "The streets make the place great for families and beginners who have finally the chance to climb on easy routes, not greasy and fairly good (resin)."

So it was: never seen a score so exaggerated. I was convinced they would be below 40 points, but in the end .... 119 to 47. We will meet again on return. Hahah
The game seemed faster, so much time, and back and forth and so on. 3 and let us mark us as they do, then let us mark 2 and they do likewise. Too bad that their relationship throws and baskets was not exactly balanced. If at the end as well .... taaaaak!

18:11:10 - Maia / Lavis
Low: 12
Shots: 4
T2: 3
% T2: 25%
TL: TL
1%: 100%
T3: T3
0% 0
Baskets: 2
Points: 3
Rebounds: 2
Fouls: 3

Monday, November 15, 2010

Online Worldsfor Scate

13:11:10

Return to Trent .... never looked so good!










And above all a return to Cantinota, I hated a lot .... instead turned out to be a good idea. More casual than once, it seems positive.
But the police have broken enough balls to finish. Pioch Sorry! Moncher next time:)

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Soul Silver Anti Freeze (u) Patch

The city that kills women


Fifteen years of femicide in Ciudad Juarez

The story that I want to tell you from a far country, famous for "Margarita" in the Aztec temples, its language is so musical and the sad legacy Marshall left by Diaz.

I've never been to Mexico but inside I've always thought of as a happy land, rich in mines of gold and silver, with its "campesinos" who wear their unique sombrero, a land full of music and color, but also of silence and long, dusty roads. A twisted country, austere yet playful and magical.

The romantic image I had in me has been erased from a photograph showing a large cross with nails driven 500. Each of those spikes is a missing girl and then found in the desert, raped, mutilated and killed.

Now I see a country that limps to achieve a future of American factories and pubs of the red light where women work to try to give meaning to their lives, to feed their children, to a day cross the border and arrive in the United States, so close yet so far away. A country where the rule of law to the contrary and where the degree of impunity is equal to 100%. A country where the police protect the criminals and where the innocent are tortured to confess to crimes they never committed. A country that hopes to grow and does it with the sweat, strength, tears and screams of women.

My story begins in a border town, Ciudad Juarez, hell begins. This city is located in the state of Chihuahua: a wall of the containment area created in the late 60's to block Mexican emigration. You have moved to the people who were unable or unwilling to cross the frontier of hope. "

In Ciudad Juarez delivered daily from the country's hundreds of girls looking for a job. Girls alone, helpless, who often become victims of one of the stories on gender violence more horrible and unheard of today.

" The murders of women in Ciudad Juarez, continue. Already more than 460 women murdered and more than 600 disappearances from 1993 . " 1

Most victims are between 15 and 25. They are migrant women in Ciudad Juarez to work in maquilladoras, industrial assembly of hundreds of American companies located along the border. These companies assume preferably young women, often minors, because they are considered docile labor, less aware of their rights and less willing to rely on them as best suited to tolerate the meticulous work, boring and alienating, and to settle for very low wages. As if this situation of marginalization and discrimination are not enough, the girls must take a risk everyday to be kidnapped, raped, killed during the endless journey that run going or returning from the factory.

The term femicide to describe this Gender genocide perpetrated on the grounds that they are women and have no power in society.

Feminicide is the expression of a wider range of concerns that a border town involved in phenomena such as the passage of migrants, drug trafficking, worker exploitation and neglect of the institutions. Gender violence is part of a social, political and cultural miserable. Women, once again pay the highest price, in this world of differences and discrimination to the extreme even to be deprived of life!

work, a fundamental right for all men and women, becomes a death trap. Many, many, and especially young people, thought they could find a glimmer of hope for an impoverished existence in the encountering instead maquilladoras violence, almost always atrocious torture and finally death.

maquilladoras in wages do not exceed an average of four dollars a day for ten hours of work, a classic example of a globalized city, where it is not surprising that many girls vanish at dawn or at night, all 'out of work and even in broad daylight without anyone who wishes to account and take charge because nothing in that city is intended to meet the basic needs of the individual, but only to ensure a profit.

are poor, uneducated, poorly paid. Sun, with no safety net and totally unprepared for life in a metropolis, so different from the small villages where they were born, they become perfect victims.

Ciudad is one of the most dangerous places in the world for women, why Mexicans have nicknamed "the city that kills women" for 17 years has been the scene of hundreds of feminicides and do not know the names of the culprits.

The script followed by these killers is repeated in a pattern and precise macabre: kidnapping, torture, rape, mutilation, strangling and abandonment in landfills or was. Are continually being discovered, in the poorest neighborhoods and city blocks, naked bodies, mangled and disfigured teen and girls. The budget, shocking, is two victims per month. In 2007 alone, 70 murders were recorded. Not to mention the more than 800 women still missing and never found.

There are several hypotheses on the identity of the killers. There was talk of drugs, satanic rituals, the organ trade, U.S. nationals sent to Mexico under the semi freedom. Some argue that girls are victims of amateur porn videos ending with the death of the protagonist ( snuff movies ).

Since 1993, there were ten arrests and 18 convictions, but no lack of release, and you are not sure of the guilt of those arrested. The watchwords are impunity, discrimination and indifference. In Mexico, violence against women is considered a normal, and 400 murders of young girls have more or less important than in Italy could have the poisoning of 400 stray dogs.

The carnage continues, but that the Mexican authorities able (or willing?) to identify those responsible. Investigations are superficial and inadequate. Often they resort to torture to extract confessions to innocent people, or to secure the support of the people and disguise the obvious shortcomings.

Some cases have been carefully stowed away into oblivion, leaving families in the illusion of a possible return of her daughter.

authorities point the finger at the young women accused, unfairly, of instigating the killers with their low-cut dresses and makeup provocative.

The unwillingness of the authorities, both the state government of Chihuahua and the Federal authorities, to assume full responsibility to recognize the dimensions of these murders has left the population of this country without proper protection.

Marcela Viviana Rayas's body was discovered on May 28, 2003 in an uninhabited area and outskirts of the city of Chihuahua. According to information gathered, the girl was seen for the last time on March 16 of that year in the city. The family members tried unsuccessfully since day one. Complain to the Attorney General of the Justice of the State of Chihuahua denouncing the case as a kidnapping. For the authorities do not there was no evidence of an actual abduction of the girl and abandoned the case. The family asked for an explanation to the state but got no explanation and no information about it. Nearly three months after Marcela was found dead.

This is just one of 400 stories. It 's just an example of ignorance and carelessness of the Mexican state. Unfortunately all the stories are alike, and no family ever get justice.

The inability of authorities to provide answers to meaningful questions, because of the violence so fierce and misunderstood, brings families of victims to justice DIY. A tragic and dramatic solution that does not give peace, because digging in the sand of the desert and find the bones and clothes of women increases their anxiety and desire for justice.

The lack of an adequate record of the circumstances of the deaths highlight all the negative aspects of government, which refuses to recognize the true dimension of this femicide.

A former member of the Legal Service of Ciudad Juarez has confessed that:

" In cases of sexual violence have not been made all the necessary analysis of organic compounds. This is frustrating because you deny the evidence and conceal the evidence. "

Cecilia Covarrubias, 16, disappeared in Ciudad Juarez on November 14, 1995. His body was found two days later in Loma Blanca, a desert area on the outskirts of the city. Although the autopsy with the authorities found traces of clear sexual violence, declared that it was a violent death due to a stroke of a firearm. A common murder.

Recently the number of discoveries has declined, but it is likely that attention have led these international criminals to get rid of the corpses in more definitive ways, dissolve in a liquid composed of acid and lime. What matters is clear. Frustrate even the story of this terrible story.

Amnesty International and other NGOs, for over a decade have given way to a campaign to focus global attention on the serial killings of women in Mexico and called on Mexican authorities to immediately stop these crimes. They do not want to leave alone women's associations and mothers of the victims, who daily risk their lives for their activities. Everything that happens in Ciudad Juarez is an insult human rights, is shameful and grotesque.

Juarez where the rule of the law of violence. Juarez and his long nights at red lights. Juarez and the drug gangs. Juarez and the unhealthy relationship between police and the assassins. Juarez is the last stop before reaching the green dream of the dollar. Juarez ... it's night there ... and a girl will not return home. Juarez ... it's morning over there ... and a mother finds her daughter's empty bed.

Juarez ... a vain cry rises from the sand, oblivion of the desert: a mass Ni ... never more than one!


Ilaria Biancacci



1 are the first words one reads the opening page of www.mujeresdejuarez.org, site organization "Nuestras Hijas de setback at home", founded in early 2001 by relatives and friends of the young women "desaparecidas" or murdered in the Mexican state of Chihuahua to report the dramatic reality of the facts and demand authorities a clear answer to their demand for justice.

Sound Clip Of Someone Answering The Phone



The depression is a mood disorder , characterized by a set of cognitive symptoms, behavioral, somatic and affective that, taken together, are able to decrease in a mild to severe mood and affect the "operation" of a person, as well as its ability to adapt to social life. Depression is not, as often thought, a simple lowering of mood, but a set of symptoms that affect more or less complex also consistently the way a person thinks, thinks and portrays herself, others and the outside world.


When I entered college I thought, and thought that the choice of a private institution would have introduced the best in the world of work. I was hoping that the small number of students would allow me to establish a better relationship with the teachers and all staff of the university. In short, I felt like Pinocchio before the Toyland. Then, as in the tale, I found myself in front of a very different reality. There were boys and girls smiling ready to help as in the unlikely (with hindsight) leaflets. There were no teachers on time and available (at least not all). There were, above all, opportunities for the future. There was the help of the placement. Also because, in a faculty with a course of three years and a specialist in publishing and journalism, this (very helpful) office, has no contact with editors. I thought I would be able to get some piece of advice to be able to extricate the world of work. I thought I would attend some of the lessons' more practical. I thought to write, film, photograph. I thought.

Unfortunately, I had to change his mind. After 5 years of study. Bachelor degree and specialist in his pocket. 5 years experience in press offices, newsrooms with TV, radio, newspapers and monthly magazines. After many, too many sacrifices. After collaborations free. After closed-door in his face. After stage ended with a simple handshake. After promises never kept. After letters, emails, phone calls. After the card from a publicist. After all this I tried to move into the world of work and I found myself in front of a sad reality. Without anything. None. Zero. Only with the money (tanti!), a journalism school (to become a professional), some knowledge and a saint in heaven we can hope to enter a drawing. For now worth less than zero.

So I tried to find work anywhere, committed, bartender, back office, data entry, call center. And also this: nothing! Too many degrees, too young, too big, little experience.

And now I'm in a limbo: you call depression, post-graduate. No one talks about. No one prepares us. Nobody tells us how things are actually out there. No one teaches us this. Nobody explains it. Nobody asks how they live young Italian graduates. Nobody asks how will they pay the bills and rent. Nobody asks why so many return to the country who have left, returning home from their parents, not to weigh, to stop dreaming of a future that does not may have. Nobody asks why so many decide to leave, to go outside, abroad to try to believe in a better future.

I am one of many young Italian graduates. One voice among many. I'm not the first. I will not be the last. I am one of many who believed in the Italian university system. I am one of many who no longer believe.


Ilaria Biancacci


Wednesday, November 10, 2010

How Much Does A Microdermal Hurt

Plans - Maia (08:11:10) My

Victorius!


08:11:10 - Plans / Maia
Low: 4
Shots: 2
T2: T2
0% 0
TL: TL
0% 0
T3: T3
0% 0
Baskets: 0
Points: 0
Rebounds: 3 Big
: 0

Friday, November 5, 2010

Pokemon Emerald Restarts After Pokemon League

fine pedestrian

During the basketball game (04:11:10 ) asked the caretaker in of who was around the green ford parked at the gate because it prevented the exit of other vehicles, but not belonging to any of our team, it was not our problem.
But the problem was mine too! Because after that he called the firemen, they did remove the car, but have also seen fit to take away all the machines that were on the opposite side of the one-way street (pictured my "parking lot"). And between 21 and 23 is difficult due to obstacles to leave the car on the pavement of that road. The day before the markets already looking for easy money.
But the fine (80 euro and goes) I ripped. The problem was finding the car, because I had removed ...

I call the central brigade and send me the car body. The intercom and awake shots of me and it costs something like 100 €. Then he tells me in which are 92 euro because it is past midnight and then pay 2 nights. The card reader does not work, so I have to return the next day (then I discovered that I had no money on postepay xD). The morning after arrival and there's another guy who made me pay 82 €. It seems to me a steal anyway.

Monday, November 1, 2010

Where To Buy The Wigs From Pinks Uur Hand

31.10.10

Super Halloween weblog BZ, local listings .... six as you are, next to the night! The costume

Disguised as hyena, initially in the shoes of a certain Savini (I could not remember the name right), then finally those Steve Buscemi (the ugly ugly haha).
The evening
Bozner Bier in the city center and then this album with a disco dj in Verona. There has been a radical change in mid-evening. It must have been horrifying the atmosphere or the flow of alcohol everywhere, maybe the masks, but there was really a lot of stuff. Eventually we left around 5.

Lezia goes

I'm sure they did not know this person. But I am sure that I was talking to him.