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June 2: Day of the Republic. A republic on the verge of decline, mired in the depths of the ocean's hidden power that is going to overwhelm any semblance of freedom and legality.
a Republic Party in shambles, dignity trampled on the flag of the pride of many. When I say
Italian could cost you your life, today the same sentence you self classification as a mafioso, a pimp, a criminal, a profiteer, a rogue appatentato, a tax evader and still much more. And do not say shit, is not the fault of Roberto Saviano Draquila or if these are the names that we are entitled to. The fault is not is not exclusive to the head of government, but the myriad of gentlemen scholars who have followed the chairs of the salons of power, those who sing the national anthem in public (other, in truth, even in the mock public ) and which meet in private (because now the halls of Parliament are "restricted area") to find a less obvious way to circumvent the constitutional limitations upon which our country for those damn private interests. Today, Italy is no longer the Res publica, the public what it is, if anything, the battlefield on which to confront the private interests of a powerful or that other guy. We
(stanno!) destroying the fruit of the struggles of thousands of our ancestors, men like Garibaldi, Mazzini, the Bandiera brothers, who were able to put aside their ambitions and the desire to give life to a dream that was Italy, the same day that Italy is back to be, after one hundred and fifty years, the utopia that our fathers were able to transform into reality: a united Italy, free, independent, fair and nationalism.
Thousands died for this country, now made depraved, corrupt, vicious, deviated from the cowardice of the men of power.
I wonder now, thousands would die for this country? if the answer is negative it means the sacrifice of so many young men and women, and Garibaldi Carbonari who in 1860 fought in the streets of the peninsula has been in vain, in vain.
Many of my peers do not even know why schools are closed today and no one explained it to him in recent days.
I shiver and I closed my stomach when I see the flag waving green, white and red and that's why I can not passively accept that few disgusting and repulsive individuals transform Italy into a piece of scrap and the Italian people in a mass robotic, ignorant and manipulable. I do not want our country to serve on a blanket of thick, dark clouds, I want the sun always shines on Italy.
Sometimes I say to be ashamed of being Italian, but I could never, never, ever feel shame for the mother land that gave us life.
I am ashamed of some Italians, they make me sick every day those Italians who trample the dignity of this country and its people and humiliate them and make it useless history. After one hundred and fifty years I feel connected to those those of Mazzini and Garibaldi, who did see the light in this country, love strong, intangible and indestructible for Italy, a love so strong that I would be willing to give their lives. Happy feast of the Italian Republic
free and honest!

Serena Verrecchia