The World Is A Heap Of People,

I Like Messi Because He Doesn't Think He Is Messi.

Each Time A New War Is Disclosed In The Name Of The Fight Of The Good Against Evil, Those Who Are Killed Are All Poor. It's Always The Same Story Repeating Once And Again And Again.

The Church Says: The Body Is A Sin. Science Says: The Body Is A Machine. Advertising Says: The Body Is A Business. The Body Says: I Am A Fiesta.

In This World Which Is Losing Faith In So Called Representative Democracy, There Are New Developments In Participatory Democracy. These Are Very Interesting Developments, Reflecting The Revitalization Of Community Power With A More And More Active Presence Of Minorities In Political Life, Including The Presence Of Women Who Are Of Course By No Means A Minority.

And One Fine Day The Goddess Of The Wind Kisses The Foot Of Man, That Mistreated, Scorned Foot, And From That Kiss The Soccer Idol Is Born. He Is Born In A Straw Crib In A Tin-roofed Shack And He Enters The World Clinging To A Ball.