Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Paths of Glory."
...The swirling flies, the dust, the bones of long dead Romans amplify their living justice.... No wonder they are dead? As for the "living-dead"? -look out any window; it's not only the breeze that comes through: Isabella can't get Giovanni to love her (No-brain er! She's a psycho). Marco puts up with Esmeralda: Least ways for sex on a Sunday afternoon? And Paulo can't stand ANY gal for more than 25 minutes! For that matter, neither can I, though I DO employ a VIP extension plan? Andrea, on the other hand, just busts around town (Piacenza) on his VESPA looking - in his helmet - like a dis-enfranchised NASA dude! - and happy in his purpose-less mobility.
Present day ITALIA may as well be Bangladesh or Morocco. "Straniere" (Immigrants-working visitors) flood the Sphere, anxious, eager for Life's opportunities; where-as, COMPLAINT is OUR ambition!? All the while - in our comfort zeal - ignorant of the folks; bloodied, broken hands and feet, families with heartbreak, clinging to the lower ends of this World's social pyramid...and the paths of our glory.
c 2014/davedelacroix/ourmanineurope/...with hope.
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