:: Wog Blog ::

:: WHAT AM I THINKING ABOUT? ::

:: Welcome. This blog will present a wog perspective on matters. And this wog will decide what matters.:: ::bloghome:: | ::contact::

::WOG FROG(&SPAIN) 2006::
:: Day 1 of 14 - Start Here
::WOG MOG LEJOG 2005::
:: Day 0 of 14 - Start Here
::WOG ON THE ROAD 2004::
:: Day 1 of 10 - Start Here
::NORMBLOG PROFILE 84::
:: Wog Blogger Profile
::A Few Recommended Oz Blogs::
:: Tim Blair
:: Belmont Club
:: Silent Running
:: Bernard Slattery
:: Tony the Teacher
:: Yobbo
:: Adrian the Cabbie
:: Andrew Bolt
:: Romeo Mike
::A Few Recommended News Sites::
:: News Now
:: Sydney Morning Herald
:: The Daily Telegraph
:: The Australian
:: The Financial Review
:: Atlantic Monthly
:: Drudge Report
:: Counterterrorism Blog
::A Few Recommended US Blogs::
:: Jules Crittenden
:: Glenn Reynolds
:: James Lileks
:: Little Green Footballs
:: The Corner
:: Matt Welch
:: Ken Layne
:: Stephen Green
:: Eugene Volokh
:: Iraq Now
:: Jeff Goldstein
:: Powerline
:: Opera Chick
::A Few Recommended Italian Blogs::
:: 1972
:: I Love America
:: Il Foglio
:: Il Nouvo Riformista
:: Wind Rose Hotel
:: Libero Pensiero
:: Beppe Grillo
::A Few Recommended UK Blogs::
:: Oxblog
:: Harry's Place
:: Theo Spark
:: Tuscan Tony
:: Biased BBC
:: Melanie Phillips
:: Oliver Kamm
:: Samizdata
:: Harry Hutton
:: Norman Geras
:: Tim Worstall
:: Freedom & Whisky
::A Few Recommended Other Blogs::
:: Gates of Vienna
:: EurSoc
:: Iberian Notes
:: Healing Iraq
:: Baghdad Burning
:: The Messopotamian
:: Mahmood's Den
:: No Pasaran!Merde in France
:: Dissident Frogman
:: The Head Heeb
[::Archives::]
November 2002 December 2002 January 2003 February 2003 March 2003 April 2003 May 2003 June 2003 July 2003 August 2003 September 2003 October 2003 November 2003 December 2003 January 2004 February 2004 March 2004 April 2004 May 2004 July 2004 August 2004 September 2004 October 2004 November 2004 December 2004 January 2005 February 2005 March 2005 April 2005 May 2005 June 2005 July 2005 August 2005 December 2005 January 2006 February 2006 April 2006 June 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 May 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 November 2008 April 2009 May 2009 October 2009 April 2010 May 2012

:: Sunday 13 April 2008 ::

Incredibile

Well, not, actually. Berlusconi getting back in the game is not so incredible. Seriously, if he was not there it just would not feel ... how you say...normal.

Rob at the Wind Rose Hotel has nailed the weirdness.

Me? I got a call in to cousin Fausto. He'll tell me the score. And cousin Renato too. He of the huge Alfa Romeo saloons. No point calling cousin Rita, she and her husband are soooo voting red it does not matter. Once, just to spice things up, she invited her pal Vincenzo over to dinner, while I was staying with her. Vincenzo was a full on commie. Incredible. They had a bottle of coca-cola on the table - I don't drink it when I am in Italy - there's wine to be imbibed, dammit. And coffee.

So, why was the coco-cola there?

It was there specifically so that Vincenzo the commie and his wife who refuses to wear makeup (presumably because it is for the borghesi bourgoisie) could both declare adamantly that they would never ever dream of drinking the stuff cos it is imperialist Yankee slime, or some such.

....

Hilarious fellow. Insisted that we not discuss the appalling legacy of actual communism - the political philosphy he chose to follow - and focus instead of wanky Florentine-Bolognese Euro-communism. Which has never killed anyone, of course. Except maybe by boring them to death with tales of how they are friggin' descended from the Medici.

Anyhoo, truth is, the lefties are never happier than under Berlusconi. Gives them all a chance to despair about the future. And really, that is what lefties do, yeah? They think everyone of us is in need of their aiuto (that is help, for you non-Italian readers) but since they are not much chop at delivering, they prefer the whining.

Whatever.

I do wonder if the Tuscan's voting...

UPDATE:
For the Italian readers, here is reasons to vote for Veltroni in Italy and reasons to vote for Berlusconi.

Quality analysis - Berlusconi = Yogi, Veltroni = Bubu ( as the Italians spell it).

UPDATE II:
It eats lasagne. And why wouldn't it.
:: WB 7:35 am [link+] ::

This page is powered by Blogger. Isn't yours?