Friday, March 4, 2011

Glisten Dishwasher Cleaner

matter of apples.

I have no passion for apples. I allayed his mouth and are trivial. Also takes away the doctor away, but then you also said that a hundred years supported himself by drinking beer. Apples of time, then, are practically industrial products subject to television advertising, all beautiful shiny, red and false. But this time, it should strike a blow in favor of apples have nothing, absolutely nothing to do with the bad apples invoked to justify and cover misdeeds and violence of the "institutions". The bad apples are the ones you see in the picture: fruit undergo a natural process of decay and decomposition of organic matter. That one issue. They have a peel, not a uniform. They have the seeds, not a gun. They have a core, not handcuffs.

The diligent police arrested a woman for stealing clothes, and the rape to the police station to meet the desires of their male shit? Bad apples. The band of fascist cops sowing terror for months and months in Emilia Romagna? Bad apples. The skinny guy is beaten to death in jail? Bad apples. The ex-girlfriends, wives, daughters Teenagers who go on Facebook too are stalk, threatened and finally killed with the weapon missed order? Bad apples. The policemen ill-treated controls and fines of up to take the walking Moroccan point set themselves on fire? Bad apples. Not to mention when a compact marching army of bad apples in the Diaz school and in the streets of Genoa, killing even the doctors on duty: in that case, indeed, the apple keeps the doctor away. A baton, with the butts of their rifles, firing. A Bolzaneto there must have been in July 2001, the World Congress of apples that have been Mark, but they were armed to the teeth.


Genoa, July 2001. The gentleman in the photo is a doctor.
Two apples have just taken away.

rotten, however, there is only one thing and not an apple. Servitorame is rotten in the weapons he uses the state. Even when it hits. Even when repressed. Even when they kill. Even when he pretends to "help". Even when it's the good, the father, the smiling, television personality, the salvabambini and more. Just order and Crimes shoots you, you know. Just the famous raptus and deploys the standard gun and dry while you click on "friendship request". Just let us have you been girlfriend for a month, and six his forever, but forever to finish so to rot in a ditch plains, and you're not an apple. The little man in uniform, with the weapon, with the investiture of police, to retain the ' order, which obey the little man, and never questions what constitutes that order really that tell you to keep.

control, and gun leveled on the nose. The word of protest or explanation, and take you away. The family quarrel, and news for the bitch who dares not stay in place at home (and this I heard with my ears, not long ago, during an intervention). The improcrastinabile need to go without the red siren lead to establish the generality a dangerous Ukrainian prostitute, and the eighteen year old girl is splattered on the motorcycle. Then, the tearful programmone with pudding (or Sucker) Sampdoria, the Giullaron de 'Giullaroni Scavatopelato and the Hero, you propinano the things that we are all made , because we are all made of shoes flown from the fourth floor of shooting into the crowd showing, the boys nailed to a gate or pulled down a shot from the roof of a prison. Marcello Lonzi died of indigestion of apples, as is well known. Franca Rame was raped by a group of Golden Delicious. Carlo Giuliani got into a Renetta with assault rifle. At the Grand Chief of the Mele ordered to crush an entire generation, and he performed the task perfectly until one evening, in Carini, did not have to learn the hard way that an apple can not serve to touch the apples to the bosses.

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