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But the Romans did not have a dick to do? Not in my name



8 marzo CON le donne







 



Cimabue-Arezzo, part.



This is an interview (click) , published by Micromega, Sergio Luzzatto, a professor of modern history at the University of Turin and author of "The crucifix of state," just published by Einaudi. In the interview, prof. analyzes the issue in an exemplary manner, without false ideologies, but with a historical vision illuminated. My memories of crucifixes in classrooms, they associate it with the picture Saragat, Leo, Pertini. They were there, as were the desks, the chair, the blackboard. Nobody thought they were nothing more than decorative objects. I remember in the last year of high school, had disappeared into a drawer of the desk and in his place on the wall, hung up, there was a separate checks, written with a pen: "I'll be back." Nobody was shocked and shouted a Muslim conspiracy. In fact, as long as I've been there, never returned to his place. Although they were years of youth protest of riots, and shot in the legs of RB, he's not worried about it. He did not want to stand as a symbol of something, and everyone respected her choice, ignoring him. Only when someone has wanted to upload this item of furniture, with political significance, it began to bother. Of course, now the classes are multi-ethnic, foreign children, according to some, might be disturbed. If in my time, instead of crucified, there was Buddha o Manitù, non me ne sarebbe fregato un beneamato cacchio. Penso che le questioni di questo tipo, non tocchino i bambini, ma siano solo un pretesto per affermare le idee degli adulti. Giunti a questo punto, se a qualcuno dà fastidio, togliamolo! Oppure, possiamo dire, che questa è casa nostra, che siamo orgogliosi di essere nati quì, che gli stranieri ci portano via il lavoro, che Babbo Natale è bianco e non porta regali ai bambini scuri, che bisogna fare come nella scuola di Adro e murare il crocifisso. Prendete pure il vostro maiale, o Calderoli, e portatelo a passeggiare, sull'area destinata a una moschea; dimostrerete così di essere dei veri cristiani, difensori della parola di Gesù e di  have your "Catholic roots" that sink, not in history but in pig shit. think if you have to do much mess, a carpenter, dead and buried for 2000 years, but the Romans did not have a dick to do?