Places, Politics

I could easily have been there…

But I was not. 

It’s shocking to see a place where you have a lot of happy memories – on skates with my parents as a child, on romantic and chilly Sunday promenades etc. – shaken by a horror like this. It’s shocking to know that I could easily have been there with a group of friend, and for sure faces I crossed on the streets are not on this Earth anymore. That even if all of my friends are safe, some of them lived the attack, another one jumped on the beach with dead kids behind and some other lost their friends. I’m tired to write posts on terrorism and on the beauty and bliss of feeling safe in Israel. But I can’t retain myself. 

I’m angry. Angry of Europeans not understanding and talking of tolerance, of France with its miserable controls. I’m sorry to say I was right fearing Nice (yes, I wouldn’t have been there as yesterday I had a feeling something would happen in France on July 14th), right of being always  so paranoid  to almost never get out of Monaco area (with this I mean Rocquebrune to Villefranche, 2km2 are an exaggerately small golden cage). 

How couldn’t the police think that something would have happened on their national day? How that truck driven by a French Tunisian could enter the Promenade des Anglais? How long are we waiting to enter the Israeli method? There’s no space for tolerance, there’s no space for stupid flags on Facebook’s profile picture. 

France is not my dreamy romantic land anymore, some bastard who shouldn’t be permitted to be called French destroyed it… Even if the French sky is red of innocent blood, I must keep away with this souvenir:

A blue sky,warm weather, a happy family on skates running for kilometers and finally enjoying a Crepe suzette at the end, or a hot chocolate in the luxurious hall of the hotel Negresco. 


Culture, Places, Politics

Indipendenza e forza: Israele

Buonasera a tutti, sono di ritorno da una bellissima settimana in Israele… Ho festeggiato la festa della memoria dei soldati e quella di indipendenza di questo fiero e difensivamente forte (non userei infatti più l’aggettivo aggressivo) Stato. 
Tengo ancora a esprimere la mia simpatia nei confronti di una terra in cui Stato e religione sono fusi in una iper democrazia; talmente vera che vi sono un numero impressionante di moschee e indicazioni in arabo, e perfino tanti piatti sono gli stessi (hummous, crema di melanzane, burrekas etc), anche se ovviamente ci sono cose che si mangiano solo in Israele – mentre il contrario non sempre è vero (a parte forse New York, dove ci sono più ebrei che a Tel Aviv). 

Essi sono uniti, generosi e festosi. Il servizio militare è obbligatorio per 3-4 anni sia per i maschi che per le femmine finito il liceo.

Bandiere di Israele sventolano ovunque, ci sono dei controlli efficaci ed è un posto sicuro. La popolazione è giovane (in media 35 anni). Nel territorio israeliano ci sono patrimoni e paesaggi in quantità indirettamente proporzionale alla sua grandezza… La sua capitale è la culla delle tre religioni monoteiste che governano il mondo – la loro è sicuramente quella più efficiente. 

È bello avere a che fare con un popolo che non si suicida ma preferisce farsi uccidere da un compagno piuttosto che finire schiavo dell’invasore – questo è l’esempio di Massada, portato ai giovani quando iniziano il servizio.


Escaping the 3rd Intifada

The holy land is devastated by beasts. Beasts that fight and kill thinking a paradise of milk, honey and 20 virgins is waiting for them: beasts that rape women as long as they wish (if she revolts she’s hanged by law); beasts that can marry more women and dictate in family; beasts that obliges all the women not to put a feet in their home countries without being veiled; beasts that don’t allow to visit their religious sites and pretend to take out in the other countries their uses. Especially beasts with a powerful fretting instinct, that make the world more and more populated by little beasts that will grow more and more dangerous because for beasts there’s no history nor values – just violence, food, and fucking. 

Isn’t it the description of Sodoma? 

I came back from Israel today hearing the news regarding new stabbings in Tel Aviv and a little bit everywhere there. How can this be allowed to happen, how can a state like Palestine should be recognised if their beasts can’t keep their Middle Age’s weapons in their houses – so that at least they can kill each other (women are the worst beasts, not elevating their situation and men’s, like the history teaches that happened elsewhere thousands and thousands of years ago). How a civilised state between them like Israel, where freedom to practice all religions and jobs is allowed – because in Judaism, Moses going through the Red Sea and waters opening for him are a symbol of freedom is a symbol of freedom, and freedom is the principle.

Ah, but beasts have no freedom nor honour. No dialogue nor culture. Palmyra is the devastation of Sodoma against the preaches of Jerusalem and its people.

Слова Исраели.


The day of vengeance?

A good journalist is supposed to be in the good place at the good moment, so as the media suggest there’s no better spot then Jerusalem to avoid right now. Well, I was there today, guided by a certified Jewish guide – a professor of Israeli history for diplomats, how lovely conversations! – to discover the safe places at their best, avoiding the dangerous paths. Police is everywhere ready to shot if someone attacks; the Mosquees area is inaccessible (but even in “peaceful times” non-Islamic cannot access their places of pray); after the prayer tensions rise and the Western Wall is the focal points of the riots, as it’s between the Jewish and the Muslim quarter. Being attentive there’s no problem in going. Everyone deserve to visit Jerusalem and foolish fanatic people shouldn’t stop the rest of the world in evolving. 


 Fanatic Islamists are the damnation of this world, what they want is just to kill innocent people that don’t think like them to be allowed to paradise. Islamism itself was born out of the crazy visions of a foolish that menaced to conquer Mecca if the population didn’t go after him (this is just the story).  

We cannot risk that a bunch of idiots arm humanity. Je suis Charlie still echoes in our hearts. Vaut mieux cut the problem at its roots….Israel is too much on the defensive!!!!!

Mazal Tov, Israel! ❤️