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The Day After Tomorrow

Plot. A country wakes up in a new day, a new year. Everything looks the same: the tram, roads, sidewalks, churches, television, newspaper kiosks. Everything, in short, in place.
But one thing has changed, but one is enough to make this already incredible and unsurpassed in the New Year: no accidents caused by Pops New Year's Eve, no one who blew himself up a hand with a firecracker, no one who has reduced meatballs in his fingers. None.
transmissions tune dedicated special event, the newspapers are mourning the absence of news - because those who had prepared did not materialize. A country completely different one without an accident, a country no longer normal but completely renovated.
And a platitude like that then people realize that everything, even the most unimaginable things can break the norm and change. The people began to leave early from work to spend more time with his family and friends, spend more time with their hobbies, the economy slows, supermarkets close, they change all the rhythms of society, all by an unexploded firecracker.
But it will be gone really well, you ask the people? Or is it just another bale of cloth?
Then the entire society begins to look around, ask to see if anyone was really hurt during the celebrations of the first year. People from the beginning of a real investigation on a large scale, all to safeguard the objective truth of events. A large team of researchers looking for evidence of information. They run the whole country from north to south, from east to west, exchange information, results, creating a powerful network of contacts, and it seems that no one has actually blew up the phalanges.
Then jump off a child from a hospital. With a stump instead of the lower limb.
A victim of the festivities.
"It was actually a firecracker dud" ensures the child, still in shock.
"But then ... this changes everything ..." starts to think about the people. "I mean that nothing has changed. History is behind us."
"But look," says the child "You are changed."
Already, people have changed. How? Pursuing a shared goal, that of seeking the Truth? And all from a fact of daily life, a normal occurrence that has not happened this year as every year. People are incredulous
back to his life changed by new rhythms. It still does not understand how did he make change everything.

from a story by Fabio Valle.

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Law lethal

Plot . In an advanced capitalist democracy is spreading a serious disease that experts are beginning to call "rights." The symptoms of the "Right" are, first of all, the desire for greater social justice that affects half of the voters suffering from this evil. This desire, also known as "anxiety of justice" brings the people of the advanced capitalist democracy to want more rights (hence the name of disease) including the truth about the scandals affecting the legal power, to fight any fight against corruption , support the poor and the marginalized. Among these it lurks the original strain of the disease, including the so-called 'immigrants'. These are among the first to want more rights and status, scared for infection, you put the mask and gloves and a scalpel with legal attempts to remove the tumor generated. The "right" is lethal. And immigrants are carriers. To stop as soon as possible. These even ask the "citizenship", the first form of dependence on "Law". Even some doctors are affected by the disease, such as Gianfranco Fini, a 'big' infected.
So the state tries to put filters on the Internet, so as to prevent access gory content, which ineggiano violence, according to doctors, to justice, according to the sick. A virtual socket to the Bastille, where this time the guillotine is well hidden to prevent people seeing the severed head of the king. And rejoice.
The moral of this movie is that the pill is bitter, but as always, the doctors are right. The redemption will be seen in the sequel, when we will witness the scene where the people will pay well maybe a glass of water to swallow the pill. But if you do not pay?

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I love you, Silvio

Plot. We are not yet in 2012, the date set for the end of the world, but the climate in a European country is so hot to portend a disaster. In a climate di violenza inaudito, al limite della guerra civile, un Presidente del Consiglio viene colpito al volto con un oggetto contundente che lo costringe ad assentarsi per qualche giorno dall'assiduo lavoro che finora ha prestato in Parlamento. La preoccupazione è alle stelle, i politici sono spaesati, 'hanno colpito il premier' gridano all'impazzata: sono scene di isteria che culminano con la condanna alla reclusione del trasgressore.
Ma c'è un colpo di scena: egli, il malvivente, è insano di mente.
Lo si può capire, allora. Magari anche perdonare. Solo non si spiegano le migliaia di persone che sul mezzo più sincero che esista, Internet, cominciano a sostenere l'azione violenta del pazzo in questione, lanciando messaggi sharing, opening fan club and has awakened the concern of those who condemned the act. But how is this possible?
The solution is to obscure the half. Or raise the alarm of a new and unexplained virus that leads to hate and to want to lynch the mafia in public. No, this would be too light. Dim the medium is the only solution.
First Tigga are passed only to news of affectionate consolation to the prime minister and many characters unknown to the public are interviewed, including Emilio Fede, Bruno Vespa and Lino Banfi. They are then taken up committees of supporters that, despite the cold, guarding the San Raffaele to be close to the premier. According to the organizers is a dozen of the faithful. According to the police station it is one and a half million demonstrators arrived from all over Italy. Minzolini delete the schedule and creates a new Big Brother with a fixed camera in the hospital room of the President and seven girls dressed as nurses by the loose morals. The winner will compete for the next presidential election.
A new franchise has just opened: we will see some good with this renewed risen Lord. Meanwhile his Milan has had a boom in sales of miniature cathedral. Worse, what we do not ever lose is the market. Your market.

comments at the end of a film viewer: "example of this man taught me to appreciate the Mafia.'s Not as ugly as you paints. At least I've never seen a mob rolling a cathedral in someone's face. They are better educated. I, too, first I hated it, but now it makes me so tenderly I want to say, 'I love you, Silvio and not let it happen again. "

(For a level playing field, here is a comment from a miserable communist which not keep the account): "When I read the news that Berlusconi would resign in a few days I have rejoiced in a way that I had never happen before. Then I realized that he would resign from the hospital. Sin