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Happy birthday Horst Seehofer

Happy birthday Horst Seehofer.
Best wishes to the German Minister of the Interior.
Happy birthday to the Teutonic Salvini.
Sorry for the delay, of course, because you celebrated your personal anniversary the 4th July.
Eight days ago.
Here is the distance between the inhuman madness of inept people with power and the sad reality of the unfortunate souls on this earth.
You were to toast before the 69 candles turning them into human trophies, blowing them away like negligible flames of equally insignificant existences of wax.
You have chosen to rejoice in front of the grotesque coincidence of years on the shoulders and expelled lives.
Well, it will be because you blew with excessive arrogance.
Or, perhaps, it is simply a cruel fate to realize beyond all expectations your wishes expressed during the festive occasion.
Keep laughing, then, be consistent with the brutal cynicism that pervades your body.
Because a 23-year-old man, who had lived in Germany since he was 15, once in Afghanistan …

The List of dead immigrants

Once upon a time a list.
The list of 34,361 women, men and children who died trying to reach Europe and find a better life.
Once upon a time a story, indeed.
A fairly, but not so impossible one, if you pay attention to facts, instead of fake news and ignorant screams.
So, once upon a time women, men and children that would fill a small town, not great as many used to say.
Well, let’s imagine it.
Let’s figure families and friends, travelers or just human beings arriving in a little city, one of those that doesn’t get so many tourists.
But there is life, anyway.
There will be for sure.
Once upon a time, and it is now, a world where there is place for that.
A chance and a right to survive.
Getting food and shelter, a wonderful list of two, an easy one to remember and more than all realize.
Once upon a time, sadly, 34,361 women, men and children disappeared somewhere.
But still asking for human answers and actions...

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Aquarius boat migrants story

Once upon a time there were human lives, because this they are talking, writing, and shouting away about.
Once upon a time there was a ship full of life.
Once upon a time there were nations in war with words and illusions.
There were once maneuvering plutocrats and enslaved bureaucrats.
Once upon a time there were populist digital leaders and digital peoples without leaders.
Once upon a time there was a continent of frustrated hopes.
Once upon a time there were desperate lives looking for a future.
Once upon a time there was story.
Repeated again, again and again.
Sadly equal to itself.
Here it is the world's most loved sport, in which we have all qualified with all the disgraces.
We against them…

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Special immigrants ranking

Yes they are.
On chairs where you least suppose that, if you got out now, a not much lines from fullness and, above all, thought foundations.
Well, is not evading such troubles that nowadays the ferociously populist inhabitant makes his unquestionable deductions?
Is it not with the same rough calculation that he decides and then elects?
In short, is not it sufficient to understand the post’s title to give away the destiny of lots of generations?
Nonetheless, if you had got time and interest to see more, I inform you that ten thousand special migrants from all over the world arrived last year in Australia, a record nation for this particular ranking…

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Immigration Stories about new Italian government

Relaxing in the lodging of a word that you have relentlessly deflated of all sense.
‘Left’, just like that, along with the crucial themes which you should have taken a reliable position on.
I’m talking about migrants, let's begin with the least stoppable one.
You voted for the fascism when you started to persuade yourself that being a left guy merely meant tolerating the strangers, rather than being the one who greets the newcomer with open arms. And you did the same in the right instant you assumed immigration meant exclusions and ships, borders and fences, falling into the miserable difference among illegal immigrants and second generations, among economic migrants and political refugees…

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Immigration Stories about migrants today

According to a disturbingly eventuality the most racist governments used to describe themselves as the most devout ones, including the emerging Italy administration and its new premier.
A few days ago, I went in the Sanctuary of Rivotorto, in Umbria, and inside the beautiful Hovel of Saint Francis of Assisi, even though I knew it, I read again the Canticle of the Creatures, but with my modern eyes.
First of all, I want to say I am not a religious person, however, those lyrics seemed to me further blessed, when changed to the need of a lot of methodically forgotten creatures…

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Immigration stories about Rohingya refugees

In that brief moment of rediscovered courage, held in the embrace of our brotherhood, we become one with our only friend.
We are the umbrella, therefore.
We ourselves are the border between the life we have and the one we should have.
Because we are the love for the land we occupy, wherever it is, everyplace it will be, which resists and survives everything.
It cannot rain forever, it was said.
Well, when it will stop, because it will do.
Will be...

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Immigration stories about future

My friend on the horizon, I have no idea what your name is.
Maybe you have blue skin, three eyes or flames in place of your hair, I have no idea what your diversity will be, in the eyes of others. So, I don't know your features, the depths of your being, and especially the reasons that will push your contemporaries to use you as the scapegoat of every evil in the world.
Nevertheless, I think I know what you feel.
Don’t give in to fear, promise me.
But, more than anything else, never let anger wins.
As far as it is justified and understandable.
Because, believe me on the word, they will be able to take advantage of it too.

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Immigration stories of Mexico border

Do you think it’s crazy?
That’s nothing, my friend.
It seems that the most modern factories of the world's walls have come to the field.
In a random order, maybe a bit shaky, I list in detail the various proposals, all avant-garde and
especially aimed at preventing unacceptable climbing.
As the motto on the official call’s text says, a crossable wall is a dead one.
The first project involves the revolving wall, a stuff of a unique innovation, the very best for practicality, and nowadays it’s certainly not a matter of fact.

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Immigration Stories of World Refugee Day

"I was good," Mary proudly says, "you know, mom?"
"Well done..." she tells her, equally taken by the debate, that has also come to the precious, shared property.
For the record, in addition to the child’s parents, those interested in the valuable legacy are uncle Donald, single and tireless exotic beauties hunters - strictly under twenty-five, aunt Jennifer and her husband aka the dummy - secretly renamed such from Mary's mother, and cousin Fred, a busy engineer away to the north, granted for missing in the last years, but it's a pleasure to be here, that’s certainly not a matter of money, his exact words.
"I did as the teacher and you too always suggest," says the smallest one in the scene.

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Immigration stories of citizenship

"Dirty ducks" burning others, "you are not like us."
"Certainly," someone replied, "they are ducks..."
"Buddy, are you in or what?"
You know, dialogues were ever like that, simple and confused as the stupidest lies usually are.
"Uncivil swallows", many strung to bring common attention to the target, the only possible, "you won’t take our place."
"Infidel flamingos", shouted a lot more, "you won’t convert us to your God."
"And what is ours?" Another voice came out of the chorus.
"Surely it doesn’t look like a flamingo," said someone alongside.

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