After waiting so long, first I want to get to know that my cat has developed a great resemblance to Cerberus, the mythical beast, regardless of size, deplorably abnormal for both: one has a triple head, the other a triple chin.
Last weekend I rented a movie whose title in the original language is "Surrogates", then faithfully translated in Italian "The Surrogates" is about a radical change took place following the company ' invention and dissemination of a sort of "avatar mechanic" - a substitute for fact - remotely controllable via a neuron. Originally surrogates were designed to allow persons with disabilities to walk or to replace missing limbs, but then they come to replace soldiers on the battlefield, lazy and people and especially to mask their identity: they could all be anyone wanted to, men or women, died or blonde, but young and perfect, always. I do not want to speculate on the rest of the story, you discover the pleasure of the final: I present only some of my impressions.
In the movie, surrogates appear to be real people, in reality, real people seem to surrogates. I just see many of my peers to be convinced: We are boys er Agazzi that take care of their appearance in a manic, taking care not seem enough in the other and seeing their own units. But why? Maybe they fear, fear of not being accepted and being branded as "losers", or perhaps in other cases no one has ever taught them a bit 'of humility and sense of decency. It 'so the injury, to not permit amizicie nor the most cordial social relationships to blossom. I myself was a victim, but luckily I found true friends who accept me for who I am, myself.
Colors and details may help enhance a person, but should not replace it. What would otherwise? Sign colorful and bright, Vegas-style, behind which lurks a shadowy figure, off, black and white. What is the meaning of laces fluorescent shoe? Glasses from the most bizarre shapes and colors? Why do so many clothes? Why do so many tricks? Let the wizards! What are you doing? Carnival is a time throughout the year: when it's time we enter into, have fun, maybe you change your sex ... Carnival returns to the past but human.
These are all things, those which only serve to autoimprimersi a trademark: you have to wade through all of them, or you run the risk to become the surrogate for yourself ...
Aster philosopher.
