Stories and News

Stories and News No. 956 Hundreds of whales died during the night on the New Zealand’s shores after a mass stranding considered the largest in decades. The news is now viral around the world, images are everywhere and so the participation for the tragedy, while the staff of the Department of Conservation and about 500 volunteers are focused on how to save the survived whales until the next high tide. However, as always, not all react to the news the same way... At night, in a crowded room, somewhere in Africa... "Guys, I have a dream for you," says Babatunde , only five years old, but a lot of crazy ideas, rarely liked by his brothers. "Another one?" asks with sarcasm one of them, the closest among those who try to fall asleep. "Do you never get tired?" "This time is a good one." "So the last time," says another kid. "Then, fortunately, you did understand that building a submarine is science fiction." "N...

Stories and News No. 828 Dear Danish Government, I heard that you're starting to use the right to seize our goods in order to cover the costs . I did not really want to talk about rights. Especially mine. Maybe because I have forgotten what they are. Or, perhaps, because that is the best thing I remember. That's why I won’t complain. I will not raise my voice to put at risk every single moment that still awaits me. I will not oppose the umpteenth abuse. Because living another day and go on like this until there will be road is the true paradise. Hell is only one form of the latter you will give us, despite we already know how it is done. For this reason I'm here, now. Confiscate, confiscate as well, but you will not find any money because my parents used it to buy time for me. All you can roll out ahead like a red carpet, even if blood colored. You won’t discovery any jewel of any value, in my mother’s case, because she exchanged it for an always open wi...

Stories and News No. 823 I read that in 2015 the victims at sea among migrants have been, so far, 3200 , at least double the previous year’s number. 700 children died in the many shipwrecks... I know. I know that my name is Ahmed. I am the new one. Or the possible - that I like the most, 701°. It depends on the deaf wheel dancing around itself. Donating and slicing present and future. But it is not the only accountable. Because I know. I know everything. I already know what you might think. Maybe you will blame the unwary parents who drag their innocent offspring in a one-way trip towards the bottom of the sea. I know. You could also say that all governments are responsible for this. Ours , yours . The middle ones. Leaders who allowed this annoying invasion only able to create unjust guilt to people of good will, until proven otherwise. I also know that you would recall your children. Your people. Your country. I know perfectly that on the free plate of the...

Stories and News No. 808 Recent news says that off the Greek island of Kos a man had to throw overboard the body of his six year old son to save the rest of his family. This is the story in brief. At the same time. A loud cry and a feeble prayer. Please, Dad, do not . Throw me into the sea, Father, so that everything makes sense . Where there should not be any one. Where there should be none. With your own flesh in your hands. Ready to move without it. In the arms of that same flesh. Ready to do without. Of yourself. There is a mistake, there must be a serious one in this film. If not, what writer would have been so blind? Which director could have to stage such outrage? Which producer would dare to finance this abomination? But, more than anything else, what kind of viewers could remain silent on his comfortable chair before a so alien movie? Yeah, it's all a matter of words, in the final analysis. Because the protagonists, the different skin or different wa...

Stories and News No. 806 Germany, the man who had kidnapped Mohamed , the four years old Bosnian child refugee, has confessed. He killed also Elias , a six years old boy, who died in July in the city of Potsdam . My name is Mohamed and I am four years old. This is my future . The coming dawn, regardless. And the following sunset, in spite of anything. That is reminiscent of my past . There, where everything is still possible. Drawing the path leading to the top. The name of the peak does not matter. Which piece of world it overhangs does not too. What really counts is that once standing, with flag waving in hand taking a breath and satisfaction, I will not be alone. The days behind are a few, if you look at them from above. Anything but sparkling with joy and lightness. But it was a start. Somewhere we have to start. Leave. All the scenery at the shot of the starter does not count. If you are sure to have no chance to finish first does not matter. What is worth the...