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Stories and News No. 658 Saturday, March 29 will be the eighth Earth Hour Day , an event organized by WWF to raise awareness about the global warming problem. In particular, it aims to increase energy savings, since the organizers consider it accountable for the high temperature of the planet, inviting participants to turn off the lights at a specific time of the day. However, if the fate of the planet is at stake and if we speak about Earth Hour, I think we must give space to the point of view of those who have less attention than us. Indeed, not having any guilt about what is happening, they should have more... Aye - Aye . This is my common name. Daubentonia madagascariensis , for the record. The Slow , for friends. No hard feelings, that’s clear. I'm slow, I'm not ashamed. I always have been. Last to arrive. And last to enter. Last to go up. And, above all, the last to understand, that’s clear. That’s why I hope you will be lenient if understanding you will...

Stories and News No. 656 Katheryn Deprill found her mother after having spread on Facebook her desire to know her. The girl, now 28 years old, was abandoned on September 15, 1986 in the bathroom of a fast food from her mother, who was then 16 years old, pregnant after being raped. It happened in Allentown, Pennsylvania, United States. It happens also that to many that wish remains just a wish. Today story is for them... One, is the mother . Many, they say. All different in many aspects, the same for the few. But still too many, some claim. Yet one is the mother. Because, without exception, all children and parents on the respective banks of the river made by indifferent chances and aware atrocities came from the same mother. Not mom. The emotional way does not get the right idea. Mother , or the one who generates, is one. And the descendants are innumerable. Sorry, but that's how things go, here. In the unexpected incubators. Actually, not unexpected. Wrong is...

Stories and News No. 652 According to a study released in 2003 by the University of Maryland concluded that race, along with geography, is an important factor in death penalty decisions. Prosecutors are more likely to seek the death penalty when the race of the victim is white and less likely when the race of the victim is African-American . His name is Glenn Ford and he is 64 years old. No, he’s not the actor , who died long ago. He is the other . The other famous guy, today. He has something in common with him, though. He is a free man. But it was not always so. Nevertheless, he’s back now, 2014 United States of America. And he is black. His name is Glenn and he has come to light in 1950. He was born so, black. In 1950, schools, public places, buses and trains were still split in half by an idiot in the form of invisible wall . Whites on one side and black on the other. The other part of this world has never been the best one. America was no exception. No dou...

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Stories and News No. 642 What are my eyes reading ? Reading ... Watching, that is how it should be. The world's largest solar power plant, Ivanpah Solar Electric Generating System , was opened in California, in the Mojave Desert, 40 Miles (64 km) southwest of Las Vegas. Well done, you are good, really. Well, it doesn’t bother me. I've never done any discussion, you are my witnesses. Anyone who sees me, knows what kind of silent spectator I am. Not at all, I agree. It's normal, right? Somebody looks, looks, and looks, then something resonates in. The lake, the river and even the sea agree, it's like when someone throws a smooth stone on your back, possibly with a multi-purpose rebound. Sooner or later the stone stops and while you count the rebounds I’ll do the same with circles spreading around . Inside of me. Read as well as the consequences of the end . Of a journey, a love, a lifetime. Of a story. And this is my prize, at sunset. Listen , you mig...

Stories and News No. 636 My name is Colonel and I am one of those who usually are called dogs of war. Now I'm a hostage , prisoner of my enemies. My enemies... Just to clear it, the Taliban, here in Afghanistan, are not my enemies. They are the enemies of my masters. Former masters, to be precise. So, to be honest too, I am now in the hands of the enemies of my former masters. Therefore, until a moment before my capture, I was a dog of war who fought against the enemies of my masters at the time. While now, my current masters keep me captive and are very proud to show me to their enemies, who are my former masters. Well, let’s go back in time. When I started my training, early in my career. No, before that. A dog, just a dog. Nothing more, I agree. Not a police dog or a lap dog, not even a truffle sniffing dog or a retriever dog, not a dog for blind or a hunting dog. A dog, a dog and nothing else. Nothing less, you know. And suddenly, here comes the blessing, t...

Stories and News No. 635 Ladies and gentlemen, the time has come to remove the masks. The famous Japanese musician, Mamoru Samuragochi , does not know how to write music. And he is not deaf, as he has always claimed. The true composer of his works, Takashi Niigaki, is a teacher at a school in Tokyo, exploited for decades by the Japanese Beethoven, as he was called. An isolated case? An extraordinary exception in the firmament of the famous people? Quite the contrary. The all story is greater than that. The best-known writer, who I will not name because it is not yet official, confessed to copy his novels directly from the diary of the grandmother's Chinese caregiver. So, in a chain reaction of deceptive words, or a domino of first choice books, other popular authors have confessed. The porter and the plumber, the waitress at the bar and the lady of the fruits, the introverted young man on the near apartment and the girl with the cap met daily on the subway, the Egyptia...

Stories and News No. 633 I read that in the United States, improving road safety, engineers are designing cars able to communicate Wi-Fi through a technique called vehicle- to-vehicle, V2V in short, so that the driver is informed about arrivals by other cars even 300 meters away. We speak about future, of course. However, if cars could talk today, what would they say? What would they say of us? Early morning. Peak traffic. Clogged road. The first voice arises from the confusing conglomeration of metal and smoke. “Life is short,” the scooter says wriggling between the cars in columns. “What do you mean?” the preceding fast running motorcycle asks “I'm talking about your half centaur,” the former replies. “Explain.” “What's to explain? If he continues to drive as well as in a video game sooner or later someone opens a door straight on your snout.” The motorcycle makes a visibly apotropaic gesture: it touches its muffler. “Why half centaur?” “Because if he insis...

Stories and News No. 632 JK Rowling, the author of the famous saga of the young wizard of Hogwarts has revealed that, according to simple criteria of plausibility, Harry should have married Hermione instead of his friend Ron. I was disappointed, because - for what it's worth – I liked the improbable romance between the cute but clumsy Weasley and the smart and charming girl played by Emma Watson. On the other hand, is it really plausibility so important in the stories? Truth. Let’s get an injection of truth. That's what it takes, to our imagination. And all would be more acceptable. Maybe. More logical. For sure. Peter Parker is bitten by a radioactive spider and a shy nerd and geek finds himself transformed into a good looking guy, also strong as a bull. With great power comes great responsibility? Yes, I agree, but why am I doing this? Everything is a crap, you know what? In the plausible story it’s crazy to think Peter sewing the costume and mask to fight G...

Stories and News No. 629 After the Hong Kong tycoon Cecil Chao Sze-tsung offered more than a hundred million dollars to the man able to seduce and back on the ‘right’ road Gigi, his lesbian daughter, the latter wrote him an open letter published on the South China Morning Post, where she reiterated her love for her nine years partner, Sean Eav. However, if all this were not enough, here is a letter from the greatest seducer all over the world. Dear Mr. Cecil, You are a sadist. A huge sadistic, I add. If I outclass in the art of seduction, you do the same in the most maddening activity. Obviously for the victims, of course. I mean, despite I assume it is obvious, to enjoy another's suffering. Do you see? Don’t you? Well, here is further explanations. As you well know, wooing ladies is to me the most adored of the passions. There would be enough considering that in my mind the very act of conquest precedes the object of it. You know, oriental friend, that is what t...

Stories and News No. 628 I just read what is waiting for us: the web connected washing machines, the smart fridge and other stuff. Well, I offer a kind of commercial from the future people... Here we are. The woman of the future. The man of tomorrow. Humanity on the horizon. In short, the lucky ones who will enjoy the most coveted prize. Time. A lot of time. How? Simple, with the washing machine connected to the Internet. It washes with Wi-Fi remote programs lying cloths on the balcony with a simple click of the mouse. Do you understand? In exchange for the above reward. Yes, the time. Not enough? Here's the smart fridge. Stop with those insane things that you people of the past keep in the kitchen. The wise refrigerator already knows what food to thaw before you even decide to eat. H24 connected with your palate, it will be able to read between your mouth finding out the taste that will please you in the next hour meals and you will find the dish at room temp...

Stories and News No. 627 I read that, according to a study published on Nature magazine, 7000 years ago European men had dark skin and blue eyes. But what the study does not say is that even then the immigrants had hard life in Europe, as it is clear in the translation of an apocryphal graffiti summarized below. It depends as always, to be taken literally, on the point of view... We European primitive men were racists, but try to understand us. Watch the video We had to first think about our furs. These people arrived here on board their stegosaurus and pretended to chase our mammoths and collect our ferns. On the other hand, it is nature that had decided so. We say nature as Mother Nature, otherwise you might confuse it with the well-known magazine that, in the distant future, will find out us. Immigrants were different from the rest of us, let's face it. In fact, if we had dark skin and blue eyes, immigrant primitive men had dark skin but dark eyes. Sure, someti...

Stories and News No. 626 I read that in India a 20 years old girl was forced to suffer a gang rape by the village elders because, been ordered to pay a fine of 25 thousand rupees for having dated a foreign guy, she refused to obey. It seems a distant story, and yet, everywhere in the world and in every moment there are people who feel free to abuse their fellows as they are considered inferior and weaker. There are and, in my opinion, always will be. Here is who can change the story... I am Batman. Yes, I am the Dark Knight. And I swear that the next time I see a bully who tries to take advantage of the helpless ones I grab him and get him to the ground. No, you're not Batman . No? And then... then I'm Hulk. Yeah, when I pissed off, my clothes explode and I become a green all muscles giant. And if it still happens that some coward dares to vent his cowardice on unarmed people I take him out and threw him in the air. You're not Hulk too . Really? Well, I di...

Stories and News No. 625 While he was sleeping in his grandparents’ home, a child becomes aware of a fire and saves the lives of six people, including cousins and relatives, returning home each time to save the next one. This ballad is for him. Tyler Doohan was eight years old and he was one of them. A few, being honest. However, when the right music seize them, even in sleep, they stand still. So they start to dance. This is for them. The ballad. Of those who return their life. Backing on their steps, it is clear. Or maybe it is not for most of us. What is the right thing to do? What is a credit to the moment and what blows it off the story? How can we continue the journey with dignity? And at the same time abandoning it? Those are scenes we've already seen. Instants already lived. Times already written. A tremendous roar, the bomb has finally exploded. Behind us. The cries of anger and violence rise vehement. Before us. The poisons of the world and the beas...

Stories and News No. 624 It seems that in Geneva, the European Organization for Nuclear Research (CERN) has captured the antimatter . But what is antimatter? How is it done? How could we create it? What does it show when you look at it? Here is an unlikely anti explanation... Antimatter? That's easy, it's the opposite of matter. You do not need any scientist. It is a word as many. That is, an anti-word. Just put the anti and maybe you get the opposite. Certainly something different. Read it as well as an anti-story. Once upon a time there was a truly unique anti-country. Of course, in this anti-country the anti-inhabitants were living. Anyway, let’s not too complicate their anti-life. Or anti-death. That is the real life. The anti-country anti-inhabitants were known as the most anti-comfortable in the anti-world. On the other hand, being anti-comfortable is not so trendy. It is, however, anti-trendy. Like the antipathy. In contrast to the anti-antipathy...

Stories and News No. 622 It seems that NASA scientists have been surprised comparing two photographs taken by the Opportunity probe, after 12 days, because a mysterious rock has appeared. It is a new rock and more or less scientific theories are spreading. Here is mine, among the less supported, of course... “Dad, I'm sorry,” the little one said. “I’m sorry? It's easy to say, now,” the father lamented. ”You do not know them, those ones...” “But Dad, all this screaming about a stone?” “A stone? How many times have I told you not to leave things lying around? There are probes, for Jupiter!” “Bad word, Dad, you said a bad word.” “You throws me that off. Do you know the risk, here?” “I know, Dad, I know. You repeat it every day.” “You repeat, now, let's see if you remember.” “They do not respect anything or anyone, they ruin everything, they are uncivilized and ignorant, they will take advantage of our females and we will steal our job.” “And most of all?” “And...

Stories and News No. 621 Despite the end of the war was declared in 1945, Onoda continued to fight in the jungle until 1974... My name is Hiroo Onoda and I do not give up. This could be written now, on my tombstone. Monument in memory of a story that ends today. The story of a soldier. Hiroo Onoda and his war. This could be the subtitle. Nevertheless, there are various kinds of wars, and what sets it apart are more than ever the causes. The real causes. Especially against whom you fight. The enemy. The real one. However, as often happens, every story hides others. Invisible to most people. Except the protagonist. These are the joys and the sorrows of the leading actor. Perennially occupying the script, he cannot claim he had not seen. Yes, of course, it sometimes happens that a choice with such vehemence obliges us to fix a horizon among the many that we cannot consider another one. Nevertheless, obeying an order is not and never will be a real choice. The opposite ...

Stories and News No. 620 Stefanie Grant is a girl from London who, thanks to surgery of feelings, as she said, at age of 25 started to smile, after living unable to do due to a malformation that 13 years has made her lose 7 teeth. Forced to wear braces until two years ago, she said of having also suffered because, due to her expression immobility , was bullied and called freak . I dedicate these words to the first smiles... Here we are. Look at us, on the scene. On the street, on the square. On the subway. They call us freaks. So we are symbolized, that is, in this way we are cataloged. Odd and different, irregular and strange, horrible and wrong, awkward and more than ever abnormal. Shamefully abnormal. Nothing new, including embarrassing synonyms and unpleasant redundancies. Sure, there are fairy tales, movies and novels to upset the balance. Okay, we know how things are. Magic wand and the ogre becomes an hero, as well as the frog, the beast is more beautiful than y...

Stories and News No. 619 Whenever someone’s death gets great popularity due to an exceptional disease , I like to consider it as one aspect among many of his special life. Or story… My name is Sam and I was unique. We all are, in some way, many of you might say. Really? So, find a page someplace and talk. If you dare. Yes, if you dare. Putting the essence of a life in the middle of a writing. Without reticence. Shameless. With love to the whole, more than ever, the irregularities of the soul. Those that make us worthy of glances. Amazed and sometimes horrified looks. Me? I was someone who ran. No, I am not talking about sport. No marathon runner or sprinter, here. Well, you'll understand, there is nothing original in a story that praises the fastest sprinters. They are already enough depicted and celebrated by the top media fat pens. My obsession for the time was in the flow of blood. Flow? Let's just say a frantic darting of cells and platelets. In...