I also like along the streets of Tripoli and Benghazi to look people in the eye, and then let his eyes slide over the crowd. Cheaper by the crowd in a demonstration, dispersed by the terror of shots, holed up in houses through cracks in the windows and listened as the words slip from mouth to mouth and are the words of those who live in that situation on their own skin, who has children and daughters, husbands, fathers and mothers in those squares. Instead, the words I hear, insistent hum of the mosquito, are those of the talks about what is happening ... I wonder what prompted them to say, just scream!, I feel about what they want or, first of all, what they do not want more. I would advise them to be careful to resist interference or aid is not disinterested, move beyond the glow of anger bursts, which gives the floodgates searching out the rebellion in the folds of the skin the courage, the courage that you did not know even the existence ...
I would like the West, which was enriched on their skin, would keep his mouth shut and not to send peacekeepers to guard - like vultures - their despair, paving arms only to show off and crying crocodile tears . We are not faced with barufe chiosote mold Goldoni, we are faced with the effort, but still confused, arrogant and imperious, to seek freedom of a people - the Arab - different customs, religion, history, but has the right to find its own way: with the times and ways that can only be their times and their ways.
As for Gaddafi, yes, dictators and dittatorielli Italy has a certain competence, but it would be the case that was taken care of and worry about what he has at home, before giving lessons in democracy to Libya
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