Wednesday, January 5, 2011

the most beatiful "Gregorian New Year" fest as far as I remember

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I have my well founded reasons to suspect that heavy influences from the Roman Catholic dictatorship are entering in my home and my family.

Three weeks ago I decided to see for a psychiatrist of the public health system who could give me a pill in order to sleep during the New Year night fest. I asked if the "law on the Slovenian minority" in Italy provides for technician personnel with Slovenian mother language. In fact since the XIX century the hate and the war on Slovenes caused an infinite series of psychological damages and illness. The destruction and the humiliation against the mother language spoken by children in their home but prohibited with death threats outside the domestic walls can well have its effects.

Well, I reached the Day Center for Mental Illness at Nabrežína/Duino Aurisina. There I met an operator, not a professional psychologist/psychiatrist, I imagine it was a volunteer or a psychiatric trained nurse, with whom I had a short dialog.
I asked her if there exists a specialist speaking Slovenian mother language. She answered that she doesn't know about the existence of such specialist with such qualities, but "maybe, once it existed one in the center in the street XY or in the center in the location WZ etc.". Then I asked if the law regulating the relations with the Slovenian minority was considering the institutional existence of specialist doctor with Slovenian as mother language. She answered that this was not the case, more, she remained astonished by my question, no more or less I would have asked for a specialist in Alien abductions. Take note: Nabrežína/Aurisina – where the center is operating - is the Karst highland, the ethnic typical Slovenian territory inside the Italian national borders, not a locality of Naples or of Piedmont.
At this point she asked to me: "but what matters the language?". I replied her that if she was doing to me such a question, that evidently demonstrates that she knows practically nothing about the population with whom she was operating and the sad history of this ethnic Slovenian area and therefore it was useless to continue with the dialog. Before to salute I told that rather to have contacts with them and their health system, I would have tried to heal myself alone in the woods among animals and herbs. And exited outside the "Day Center" more in anger buy paradoxically more light with myself.

Days after, I decided so to contact the Slovenian Health system beyond borders, in Slovenia. The phone calls, my movements are of course monitored, and my move (refuse of the Italian health system and contact with the Slovenian one) probably got on their nerves. I had difficulties with the phone line (message of the operator: the desired number is for the moment not accessible), meanwhile it was well operating, as the Slovenian personnel confirmed to me. Remember, as I just told you in my ABE blog, the psychiatry in Italy is a matter of intelligence (more or less as everywhere in the world), but in this zone there is the hand of the Carabineers' army which has a great powers inside the mental health system, as many times, when I even didn't know who was David Icke and the 911 had still to come, people told me. As regard myself, I consider the mental health local departments simply offices of the intelligence, of Carabineers, etc. Remember that one of the most important pillars of the "free psychiatry" movement of the years '60 and '70 was born just in the city of Trieste, with the internationally wide spread "Basaglia movement". Basaglia was a Venetian psychiatrist.

After all these moves, they are probably alarmed, and I suspect a maneuver of encircling, using relatives and acquaintances of my family, relatives and acquaintances who are strictly linked (not a strange fact in the Roman Catholic Trieste!) with the local Roman Catholic priesthood Mafia. It will be interesting to see till to what point they can move the chess even in Slovenia, preceding the undersigned avles with maybe some surprises. As I refer to the Karst back of the city of Trieste, in Slovenia, and to the little town of Sežana, it would be interesting to see how much the spirit of Fascist commissar of Sežana Emilio Grazioli, can be resuscitated by the Roman Catholic International Intelligence. (Before to be high commissar of the occupied province of Ljubljana, Emilio Grazioli trained himself with the sport "ethnocide of Slovenes" in the little town of Sežana, where he was the little high Fascist commissar and where he applied every technique and repression possible in order to extirpate the "barabarian language" expression of a "barbarian blood", being Slovenian language arisen to the status of national language thanks to the Lutheran Reformation of Primož Trubar and being this not avoidable historical fact an eternal stick sticked in the Jesuits' order and their Counter Reformation ass***es).

(P.s.: I didn't have of course the chemical aid in order to not be disturbed by the RC Gregorian New Year feast with an artificial deep sleep. So I decided to spend the time around midnight walking alone on the edge of the Karst highland, with only the company of the woods and animals (maybe wolves, as in the near Slovenia there are many of them). Casually I met a pair of people - fine people! - who too wanted to escape the midnight hysteria, and wanted to toast the new year in peace with a bottle of Bracchetto. With the giant landscape of the city of Trieste and Koper, and under a dark sky plenty of stars, I toasted together with them. Of course I personally didn't toast for the new year, but as wish for the final disintegration of the Council of Trent and of the Church of Romanism (City of Vatican/Holy See – Rome, Italy).
I had so the most beautiful "Gregorian New Year" fest as far as I remember!)


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(As I have no time, no resources, no money, no support at disposition, it is clear that what I wrote is affected by many errors and uncorrectness. I am not a prostitute lay journalist of this dirty Vatican 'tollerant' regime called 'democracy'. I have not the 51% of the Bank of America supporting my writings. I don't control the Casinò of Ostenda and neither Citroen and Peugeot as the General Superior did at least in 1958. So corrections and additions could appear in the future)