I am not a feminist. Yes, I am a woman and I don't believe in feminism. It's not that I don't believe in equality between men and women, but the word already gives it away: "feminism". Not the best way to express the "lack of differences" between the two genders (which is bullshit, but this is not the purpose of this post). I am interested in showing how different is for women to go out by themselves. It doesn't matter if it's day or night, if it's in a club on a Saturday night or during a sunny day in a park full of families. It doesn't matter if it's in a city or in a town. If you are not in the company of a "penis-equipped" person, there will always be someone ready to annoy you. Everything started last weekend when two friends and I decided to make a trip to London to do something different. We were ready to go clubbing, so we left the hostel (in a quite central area of London) and we head to the bus stop....
Hello, people! I already failed my purpose of writing every day, but here I am. Last night I watched "You've Got Mail", a film from 1998 with Tom Hanks and Meg Ryan. I already watched it a few years ago, but yesterday I looked at it with different eyes. When you get old you look at things in a different way. It's quite amusing to watch a romantic comedy about two people that never met having a sort of relationship online in 1998. Even better when they talk about virtual sex and stuff like that. It's fun how the film shows how the computer worked at that time, making that weird noise every time they connected to the web. Or when Meg Ryan explains her frustration in waiting for the computer to connects to see her emails. "You've Got Mail" was released 17 years ago, but it is extremely ongoing. They are two people that apparently never met but know a lot about each other, insomuch to fall in love. But at the same time, th...
“1992”. For many of you it’s just a number, or more likely, a year. What happened? Probably you’re thinking about the separation of Prince Charles and Princess Diana, or that John Major was Prime Minister, or even Britain’s infamous currency crash. But during 1992, in another EU nation, a crisis was brewing - the year when Italy became aware of the corruption inside her political world and, moreover, the year when the biggest political scandal in history came to light. On the left: Antonio Di Pietro, Gherardo Colombo and Francesco Saverio Borrelli. “ Mani Pulite ” (literally “clean hands”), better known as Tangentopoli, was an investigation that, before it was over, would see many influential members of Italy’s political and industrial spheres imprisoned for the first (and not the last) time. Everything started on the 17th of February, when Antonio Di Pietro, the prosecutor who started the investigations, arrested Mario Chiesa, a member of the PSI (Italian S...
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