But is it even possible, in your opinion, with all the chaos shaking up the general context, with its dirty war, the inevitable energy tsunami hitting the flying, placating, swimming, and circulating world. With all its biotechnological, green building, and biodegenerative consensus, is it possible to find a tragicomic backdrop for diving into the sewer overflowing with the world's piss juice: Italy's elimination from international football competitions. That headlong descent into the shitter represents the most obscene act of self-destruction that could eviscerate a human brain under the crushing weight of love for football.
The second element of one of Italy's most idiotic stories is what happens at Easter. The protagonist is now a figure already prominent for some time, a human shield with certain guarantees of safety: we are talking about Monsignor Pizzaballa. In his heroic and combative outburst on Easter Eve, he charged headlong into the gate of the Basilica of the Holy Sepulchre, which had been barred overnight by Israeli atrocities. Pizzaballa versus the gate was a direct clash between two pre-eminent entities, one of which was destined to embarrass itself and earn universal condemnation with its invincible warning. Defeated and humiliated, Pizzaballa is ready for revenge, blanketed in conciliatory signals from his enemy: asshole, sorry, we made a mistake, we'll open tomorrow, free Mass. Thus, on Easter Sunday, he gains four meters inside the Holy Sepulchre from which to unleash upon the world the reign of confusion, the confluence of global garbage. Confusion in power!http://www.sicilialibertaria.it/wp-content/uploads/aprile2026_compressed.pdf
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Source: A-infos-en@ainfos.ca
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