Today I was at home all day, I was sick, and I saw a bit 'of television to have a little' company. On any channel girassi services were on the death of Mino Reitano. I was surprised to know the personality and the popularity of this artist who seemed mocked and forgotten by most. I do not hide that I have not seen a lot, I felt a bit 'old but to see those services, I realized that many people who have underestimated me as have been led in this by quell'ingranaggio perverse is the " print ". Journalists should always be impartial and objective at times have the power to create or destroy, or worse yet, to draw a veil of forgetting about things and people and this is not right: someone has even praised, but often have ignored and, worse, ridiculed for his exuberance. I found out today that he was an immensely good man, generous and simple addition to being a good artist, and for this reason, He was loved by the people ... And who loved him has been seen by the immense crowd of VIPs but also of ordinary people who attended the funeral. She lived her life in harmony with the love of his life, never stop loving her, and that alone would be enough to give meaning to his life. I think that doing good is the only thing that gives a purpose to our lives .... loving and being loved makes me feel good .... enough with the hypocrisy, resentments: the evil does not make sense, they poison our lives and make us miss that 'one time' precious thing we have at our disposal.
I regret only one thing: that this artist is only now that there is more we talk about it much praise, first someone will have done well but not with so much resonance. Better late than never, but these taxes should not be consequences ... and without realizing it as I watched those images a tear fell.
I regret only one thing: that this artist is only now that there is more we talk about it much praise, first someone will have done well but not with so much resonance. Better late than never, but these taxes should not be consequences ... and without realizing it as I watched those images a tear fell.