Read the newspaper we read, watch television and follow the news online, every day we breakfasted with political corruption. The PP accuses the PSOE and vice versa, dark guys are making famous overnight for appearing in bizarre patterns of embezzlement of public funds ... Judges, bankers, trade unionists, businessmen ... Nobody sulky fonatanero to work in politics. And we are all aware that cases coming to light are the tips of the iceberg, the fart that the system has to miss from time to time to lighten your stomach blunted by both transfer and ease of digestion that only fall a few heads Turkish in the time that the system considers it appropriate. We have the feeling of living in a splash cloaca, with the shit to the neck, which is impossible to escape. And that sense paralyzes us. We see the injustice of those who amassed huge fortunes at the expense of hunger, war and misery of millions of people, the audacity of those who consider themselves sole repository of the exercise of "legitimate violence" and used to massacre people and enrich themselves and increase their power, condemning those who oppose as "terrorist." Those who do not hesitate to massacre the people of Iraq or reirle thank the King of Morocco as wrecks and plunder the Saharawi paueblo ask that the leftwing nationalist prove "conclusively" the league of violence, those who steal from the people looking for baskets laws to punish without dessert (no food and were punished) the dishonest unemployed who take advantage of unemployment benefits and refuse to accept jobs miserable ... We know, we see, we live in day to day. And yet, here we go on, quietly, without rebelling, comforting us with the football, mini-vacations or vicariously enjoying the exciting and luxurious lives of celebrities. The feeling of helplessness paralyzes us. We see that this system covers everything from the IMF to the smallest municipality, to large multinationals States and the Church.
But the reality is that the powerful few. A few families that make up the "famiglia", the "Cosa Nostra" policy, the magic circle of "our sons of bitches."
Those who suffer their excesses, their thievery and injustice are many, many more. How come we do not jump, do not we rebel against the whole morass that drowns us?
have invented a simple way to keep us in the fist we "give away" a few crumbs of what we have previously won in exchange for our obedience. And those crumbs are called mortgages, unemployment benefits, scholarships, pensions ... To this we add the lottery, football and TV, and have a submissive people screaming in unison: "Blessed Virgin, that I stay as I am". Y so we, as a jerk, bloated and stupefied, unable to sink his teeth into the jugular. And what's worse, quarreling among ourselves for the lousy "privileges" they decide to go around.
But nevertheless, all generations have given birth to sons and daughters have fought tirelessly rebel against the tyrants and have shouted from the rooftops that the king is naked and also smells like shit. Normally we pay dearly, because they are few. Let us join them and, for once, it pays the System.
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