It saddens me to write this article, I would not do it. Unfortunately, in Militello in Val Taliban success is something unprecedented in severity. The Civic Museum "Sebastiano Guzzone" has been almost entirely dismantled to make way for the municipal offices. The Youth Action Vallo and tried in every way to save this priceless heritage of the city, as well as Mrs (stress of the city) Except Pogliese, who fought in the regional and provincial level to prevent this terrible massacre. Unfortunately, the great folly and ignorance of our beloved mayor did not (win the election with 37% is a shame) had no limits. But history is full of jerks immense pride, I can make a right. Of course I remain perplexed to see the whole outline ... Councillors who do not share the opinion of the mayor but who do not take their position for fear of losing his salary, while others do not do so for reasons of alignment, others with serious mental deficiency, they do not understand what's going on, and still others acting on their interests (at this point the most justified). I remain perplexed to see the councilors, right and left, who do not take firm and precise positions because they do not want to "sciarra" or other rather than because they think there are more important things to talk about. I remain puzzled, perhaps the right word to say is disgusted to see as many as 3 ladies and my fellow citizens and responsible, for reasons of a different kind of what happened. Mr Burtone complicit in this administration, and its delusional choices; Members Oliva Musumeci and that if they are literally screwing up (and in the second case for me is a blow to the heart, having valued and fought for this man).
The thing that hurts me the most, however, is that not only was snatched my hometown, but my adopted country, Scordia. Country where I grew up, academically and politically, and that I loved from the first days of school. It has been offended pride and dignity, hitting through the contempt shown towards what is perhaps his most famous concitadino, the poet and his friend Except Low. A room in the museum had in fact been completely devoted to him, to his works, and his memories. And the memories you know, are my life. The office of town clerk was obviously more important. Not even share the same political color of the poet who stopped the Executioner, which in this case called the administration Lo Presti.
I wonder if once and for all you can understand that, faced with choices so wicked is no more a political party, and we must unite in dissent, beyond ideology and other crap like that (sorry for the word, but I can not find one better). Formally ask the young people and adults, politicians and ordinary people, right and left, Militello and Scordia to unite fraternally in protest against this act of intolerance towards culture, art, and poetry, and from what has been for all of us, I repeat once again, a great friend.
Joseph Matthew Amenta
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