Stories and News

Stories and News No. 757 In those days, when the Republican Nebraska has abolished the death penalty, Paula Cooper , the US youngest death row inmate for the murder of an elderly teacher, has died . She was the sixteen years old girl who saw her death sentence commuted to 60 years and then 28 for good behavior, thanks to a significant international support. She committed suicide after two years of freedom ... Once upon a time there were ‘those who were right’. They still are. By the way, we all are. Because everyone, deeply down, thinks to be right.   Those who now reproach that death was what she then deserved. The woman who once was a teenager. Yes, teenager, but still murderess. And when you was it at the time, so you will be forever. Both teenager. And murderess. You might to image redemptive futures and compensation of an unexpected virtuous act. Guilt is guilt. Even if it was a still warm blood on your hands, or screaming sadistic ghost inside the pillow. ...

Stories and News No. 664 In the U.S. penitentiary in McAlester, Oklahoma, a man sentenced to death by lethal injection unexpectedly woke up and after long minutes of terrible suffering he died shouting from cardiac arrest . We are in every story. In ours, it is obvious. In those who we love live. Equally obvious. In the affairs of those who we dream and admire. Yes, we are also present there. As unexpected protagonists. Because without us they would not have any reason to exist. Privileged lives in the firmament of human divinity. Very human, to be honest. We are also in the stories of the people who take advantage of us. Making money on our blindness. They see it better when we raise our head, but this happens every day that passes less frequently. Read as the much underrated last resort of unwitting slaves. In short, revolution. We are therefore in all the stories. Even those who we consider incredibly alien to us. It is so as well if we ignore them. Imagine if we ...

Stories and News No. 654 It happens in the USA that two executions are postponed because of an essential shortage. I am referring to the lethal drug to be injected into the veins of the condemned. So, here is the story of the blessed shortages... I was thinking, in the meantime. I was thinking about the fact that in a few moments, better of grueling fights to abolish an inhumane remedy to many abominable acts, there is a mere absence. Rather than a deafening full of crowded squares, real or virtual, with petitions and slogans, progressive commercials and demanding songs. And just thinking about the paradox of civil battles, here I discovered this was not the only miracle, but parent of a succession of unexpected surprises. The boy, who in other billion occasions would spread into the air like corianders in the wind, due to a wrong foot on the explosive flower donated by liberator soldiers, was saved. Yes, mine did not explode and he was saved. Because of shortage of courag...