I happen to play (in fact, I happened, as compared to previous years we are NOT playing a dick, thanks to cuts to municipalities made by Mr. Lup. Mann. Tremonti) in various village squares in the hot summer evenings.
Squares southern hot, young and enthusiastic, squares northern colder medida et Canute.
But in more than one occasion in the North property squares, in front of audiences of old men sitting and half asleep, scores of children of different ages on our happy dance music frenzy.
Children who save with wild dancing and Dadaist, the sense of the concert and fulfill for an hour and a half times the sweat that we offer.
Often, however, you pour the horror before his eyes.
A horror made of little girl of age between 6 and 12 years who perform close to the stage as if they were interludes television.
Tots dressed like the showgirls, rigged like viados, alluring and seductive as hormonal teenagers in full fire.
With the pace of the parents who look with eyes full of pride and satisfaction.
Trust me, I see a "show" like you're in the turbine's performance is unsettling, sad and chilling.
The other band members agree with me on this point.
It is not a pedophile my megalomania.
But this is Italy and these are the showgirls, the ministers or commissioners of the future.
If we lower the age to really meet the needs of the Premier, we OK, all adds up.
In what began in the '80s, this was agreed.
today.
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