Non siamo mai stati dei fans dell'Unione dei Comuni del Rubicone. Tanto più che ora, con il sindaco per caso in veste di presidente, sarebbe come partecipare ad una società in cui l'amministratore delegato viene soprannominato “il marsigliese”. È chiaro che butteremmo via i nostri soldi e il nostro tempo.
L'Unione dei Comuni del Rubicone ha visto la luce già stanca e con poca voglia di affrontare il mondo. Porta con sé il malessere che si prova quando si ha quella specie di febbriciattola costante sui trentasette e mezzo e non c'è verso di mandarla via. Del resto, da un travaglio durato quasi quarant'anni non ci si poteva attendere la nascita di una réclame della salute.
Tuttavia, a sentire le tre balie va sempre tutto a gonfie vele. Invece, si ha come l'impressione che stiamo precipitando dal ventesimo piano. Ma per farci coraggio, transitando a tutta velocità per il quinto, diciamo a noi stessi “fino qui è andata benissimo!”.
La recente querelle su dove debba stare la sede dei vigili intercomunali incredible. One morning, John Wayne Gasperoni wakes up (between ourselves is the most sensible thing he can do for the whole day) and declares the imminent transfer of the headquarters of his commune in the Police Union. One way to do, typical of those who frequented the saloons and spends all his time to shine spurs. The lexicon is not failing, "the mayor told us not to make the bastards (...)" (an auxiliary traffic, reporting an interview with the mayor of Gatteo - the Voice, September 2, 2009)
In a normal situation just after such an exit his two colleagues would have had to send, on the spot to dry on the rocks Gatteo a Mare. Nonsense!
On the one hand, the young child Gori merely to raise a weak nitrite "Gasperoni not fail to agreements signed (...)" (Voice, August 22, 2009). How? One enters the bank to do a robbery, and the cashier says, "Excuse me, but must leave the gun in the containers ...". We are at the cocktail drugs.
On the other side, no surprise. The mayor for the event, just found out that there are not only the police of the Lieutenancy, put down the load, "the seat of San Mauro has shown its limits. I point Area High Centrality (...) "(Voice, August 25, 2009). Here, indeed, goes to a cabaret. How to ask a girl if she is in love and get in response, "Well, I do not know, I've always done the job ...". Area High Centrality (the new name of cool Bastia) hopefully will materialize in a decade. It is still a very optimistic estimate, given that our parts are used more than five years just to make a square. So, you will most likely break a leg playing chess, rather than seeing, in human time, the inauguration of the new Police Department Bastia.
The beauty is that all three are taken overly seriously, but every time I speak, we do seem to compete to enter first in the Guinness Book of "Spaceballs."
In any case, the gimmick of John Wayne, far from being a genius, because the term itself foreshadows the existence of a genius and Gasperoni to look like this should have been before that a mayor, there is certainly two goals.
the first. In two years Gatteo there are municipal elections.
the second. The municipal elections in Gatteo there in two years.
From the ranch, 3 September 2009
Zorro