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I always watched little television, now even less since they are already dependent on the Internet, but every so often, I admit, I give myself a raid in the slums to watch the worst of the worst, or Big Brother. I do not watch the boring daily strips, however, I limit myself to seratona conducted by Mrs. Cavalla Cattofrocia Bifida and number one in Italy, I have already praised two posts below.

I never followed by other editions, except perhaps the first, but I have an inkling that this is the worst ever, not only for the horrid biped living in the house but also for abnormal amounts of tear-jerking scenes, fake scandals, especially cosmic void and dreary moralism seasoned with hypocrisy: the GF can be fornicating in public, you can rape the Italian language, you can argue for a rice cake, you can give the bitch a woman and a man of the fag , one can speculate on misfortunes, there is room for tamarri and buffoons of all sorts, but you can never say never and swearing. So you can offend

fruits, colors, singers, city, syntax, grammar, good taste, people and things but you can never, ever offend the invisible man and his friends outside the house because there are a lot of believers and so on.

Now, really the producers, the authors, mediaset, lactobacilli and Ms. Alfonso would have us believe to be offended? They would not offer us a mirror of society? What is the point of all this censorship single issue? If you put in a house only golden ass, gym and human cases you think you can get a symposium? And above all, the curse seems really the worst thing? In your drive out a competitor because he has never spoken ill of the fatties and the union have rebelled against fatties? Abolish the meat from their diet because I called the editorial calling them murderers?

Yet if you think about it, I exist, although the existence of superior beings who bring young pregnant virgin is yet to to prove.

In a statement yesterday, Mediaset has outlawed blasphemy from the gf, but to what extent will veto this? Concerns only the name associated with bad language or be a real inquisition? If a competitor too rational (I realize oxymoron) might seek to argue his skepticism without vulgarity, wondering how he did such technically the Holy Spirit to impregnate Mary, would be thrown out?

Well, the sermon is finished, I promise I'll stay away from TV as dall'acquasantiera.

Amen.