My Denmark is the Denmark I new as a student, a teacher; my Denmark is the Danmark of love, of the language, of culture, landscape, people, the people I knew when I was there, wonderful beautiful people, this is my Denmark that still today I carry warmly in my heart and clearly in my mind, and not that of this horrible crime, a crime to say the least monstrous and inhuman. But I do not think that has to do with the Danish people, I do not think so at all, this beastly crime has to do with some crazy and deranged persons who should be brought all of them before the bar and pay for their abominable and grotesque murder: the giraffe Marius and the lions killed were no less than human beings, not for me anyway.

Shakespeare was right in Hamlet, when he wrote: “Something is rotten in the kingdom of Denmark.” Alas, after so many centuries, the phenomenon has not yet been eliminated!

Francis Sgambelluri

A Child from South Italy

A Novel

Here is my first novel published on the Web in English, “A child from South Italy”, translated from the Italian by Joy Elizabeth Avery. She has done all her best and put all her soul and heart into the work. I am very grateful to her.

No one italian publisher liked “A child from South Italy”. It is, so to speak, an orphan. I am looking for a publisher.

Your opinion, whatever it is, is important for me. Thank you.

Translator’s Note

Francis was introduced to me by a colleague, who thought there might be a chance for an interesting collaboration between the two of us, Francis as author, and me as translator. After a first few meetings, we quickly realised that we were on very similar wavelengths and there was a lot to talk about. I started by translating some of his blog articles, and having read two of his novels, I decided that they should be made available to a wider audience.

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“Until one single person on the whole Planet is being injustly abused, all the laws and the institutions that constitute it, are not degnified to exist,” Orazio Guglielmini.

If we go to the crux of the matter, and we should, the real authors of the disaster called “nonhuman history”, is not “Hitler”, but the murderers of all times, those who, since the world is world, had never given a little breathing time to this poor Planet of ours that is drowning in the blood of the dead killed. Without these legalized crooks, bandits, pirates, thieves and executioners, “Hitler” and “the Hitlers”, most likely, would have never existed.

The concept is clear. No man is born a Hitler, Hitler one becomes as one would become a chinese, a carpenter or a chef. But why would one become a Hitler? One would become a Hitler thanks to our beastly history, our nonhuman history. Exists a social determinism and practically no one could escape from it. The son of a rich family, just to give an example, and the son of a poor family don’t have the same chances in their lives. We can see it clearly if we visit a jail. In fact, in any country of the world we go, if the watchmen give us the right information about the prisoners, we realize that all them are people coming from the lowest social classes. Hardly we would find a rich person among them.

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“There aren’t men who must be denounced and vanquished, but it’s the System that corrupts them until they became nonhuman,” Raoul Vaneigem.

“The ‘System’ mentioned by Raoul Vaneigem, has been created by them, by men, and more exactly by those who became ‘nonhuman’. These men, and not others, are the ones who must be ‘denounced and vanquished ‘,” Orazio Guglielmini.

The other night (22 January, 2015) Lorenza told me: “This evening, on television, there is the movie Hannah Arendt.”

“The philosopher and lover of Martin Heidegger?”

“Precisely.”

“Let’s watch it.”

“Ok.”

We buy the TV guide. When we see something we like, we watch it. For that time we had chosen. We had dined a bit before our habit. So, sitting comfortable on our chairs, ready to watch the movie Hannah Arendt at 9 pm, Rai3. We do not like to miss the beginning of the film. In any case, the beginning of Hannah Arendt wasn’t given. They put in its place documentaries about Nazi concentration camps. We were disappointed. It wasn’t what we wanted to see. At all. We turned off the television and everyone continued with the reading of his own book.

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A man, a human being, one of our species, one of our brothers, one of our felow creatures, a coloured person, one who feels, understands, hears, sees, loves, brief, a negro, a negro screams with pain and fear, but no one listens to him, he continues to scream, to cry, to mumble because he is being bitten by the police: “Can’t breathe, can’t breathe, can’t breathe, can’t…”  And as an answer, an act of mercy and humanity, the police, his brothers in uniform, kill him.

The social insanity and madness is everywhere in the world. We find it in Iran, we find it between Gaza and Israel, we find it in the pope going around the world preaching his mental insanity and madness, we find it in all those who preach the holy war (jihad), we find it in the USA when it destroys Iraq, we find it between Russia and Ukraine and their killing, etc. We live, alas!, in a world dominated, not by sane healthy thinking heads, but by insane and bestial thinking and doing heads. Their insanity and madness is due to man or to nature? I have no doubt about it: is due to man.

There isn’t a single politician in the whole world who is not sick in the head. Must be. Why? Because the world is dominated by capitalism and capitalism is a criminal organization with the licence to exploit, to rob, to kill, to rape, to destroy, to condemn, to make wars and so on. Now, if a politician accepts this kind of “social contract”, he must, from a human and democratic point of view, be sick in the head for the simple fact of belonging to this criminal system without doing anything to change it. Better still, he uses the capitalism ideology to get more power and more wealth. In other words, he is happily slave of the system and of the ruling classes.

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Abraham was ready to sacrifice his only son in order to show his obedience to Jahvè. Therefore, we may say that that the wolf loses his fur but not his habits. What I want to say is: what if the 3 Israeli teenagers had not been killed intentionally by Palestinians nationalists? What if the 3 Israeli teenagers were chosen and immolated (and this time there wasn’t the hand of the angel to stop the hand of Abraham from killing his own son) for political reasons? These political reasons, however, have a name: territorial expansion!

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Today, April 20, 2014, is the celebration of the resurrection of a fictional creature, Jesus Christ, a creature that never existed, nor ever resurrected, he is only a product of our imagination.

If humanity needs this fantastic nonsense to give a meaning to life and to survive, then it is already dead.

Today I celebrate his funeral.

“One can’t prove that God doesn’t exist, but science makes God unnecessary,” says Stephen Hawking in “The Grand Design”. Well, are things really as Hawking sees them? Are we sure? Perhaps, not for me, however. At all.

“I’m sorry, Stephen, but I don’t agree with you. I can demonstrate to you and to anyone else that God doesn’t exist. It’s simple, very simple, after all.

Ok, let’s start like that, let’s suppose that I want to see this phenomenon called God, can you show him to me, please? You can’t show him to me? What does it mean you can’t? You can show me the farthest galaxies of the universe, you can show me atoms and particles and you can’t show me God? I don’t understand you. In any case, for me two are the things: you can or you can’t. Now, if you can, fine, the problem “God yes” and “God no” is resolved once and for all, but if you can’t, the problem “God yes” and “God no” is equally resolved, it means that he doesn’ exist and full stop. Do you, for example, in your job, sell something you don’t know, you don’t see and you don’t possess? I don’ think so. You’re a scientist not a bla bla man.

Anyone, merchant or not merchant, who sells a product that doesn’t exist, is a cheater, an impostor, and being such, the law arrests him and puts him into jail. Now, can you tell me why everybody in the world must respect this rule and the Church not?

Well, Stephen, I’m afraid, but you must correct your statement. When you say “One can’t prove that God doesn’t exist, but science makes God unnecessary,” it’s wrong. The correct statement is: God doesn’t exist. No more nor less, just that: “God doesn’t exist”.

I’ve told you, it’s so easy to demonstrate it, so easy to understand. Why then make so much ado about nothing?

One of the dove of peace launched by Papa Francesco from his window of the Vatican was immediately attacked first by a Raven and then mauled by a Seagull. Horrible image. No chance for the bird (see the video on the Web). All this cruel show in front of the eyes of the Pope and of all those who admire his infantile and beastly games.
The dove, symbol of peace, has become, once liberated from the hands of Pope Francis, food for the hungry beasts. How do we have to interpret this brutal image? Very simple. The aristocratic boss of the Vatican could, in the face of so many starving creatures in the world, do the same end of his unhappy dove. Are there other interpretations? Many, but one is enough for all: it is never too late for the monarch of Christendom to give all the riches of the Church to whom they belong, namely the people, and then change job.
Why, we ask ourselves, why Pope Francis continues to mock and deceive himself so stupidly with all this superstitious business? Why he insists in cheating himself (everybody knows today that there’s no God, no Christ, no Saints) and his faithful? Why he doesn’t do, at least for once in his life, the wisest thing, because sooner or later someone of the papacy must do it, why doesen’t he then abandon the Church and so free his conscience from all the crimes committed by its organization along the history and live what remains him to live as best as he can?

Perhaps neither the one nor the other or maybe both, or perhaps a puppet in the clutches of power.

Can a man, we wonder, can a man, having spent 27 years in prison, who suffered brutality and inhuman violence by his enemies, a man who no longer has even the tears to cry at the exit of the dungeon, can this sort of man forgive his executioners?

Such a man should be a symbol of “turn the other cheek”, a peace symbol or a symbol of eternal struggle between the executioners and the innocents?

The derelicts of Africa, have revolted thanks to Nelson Mandela or continue to be harnessed humiliated discriminated raped and massacred by their masters, the whites?

Mandela, in fact, was a puppet in the hands of the latter or a fighter for the interests of the African people, a people who, since it have been a people, have always had to put up with the tyranny of the whites?

In short, who was exactly the real Mandela?

I, personally, the Gandhi, in a world like ours, a world of Machiavellian, ruthless, grim, assassin, warmonger, which oozes violence in everything it thinks, says and does, the Gandhi like, in a world like this, I see them for what they are: followers of injustice and social exploitation. Not “one for all and all for one”, not revolutionaries for the right causes, but puppets in the hands of monsters.

Scum of the earth, wake up!

I identify myself, if I’m really forced to do so, with that which passes. I identify with the clouds crossing the sky, with the seasons which go, but don’t come, with the birds which fly through the air but leave no trace, with the wild flowers which open up in the fields and in sympathy for them, I fear the deathly hand of a passerby or the hungry mouth of an animal; I identify with those who have the same eye for the infinite beauty of life and its inexorable decay; with those who, notwithstanding the noise all around us, know that they are alone; I identify myself with those who know how to experience a world which makes no sense and who, in spite of this, try to give a sense to everything they think, say or do.

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Not my dogmas, my dear Rossi, which I don’t think are dogmas, but my belief. It’s that simple. I have always nurtured my belief with concrete matters. This total and heartfelt embrace with the universe of phenomena has shaped my belief, my vision of things and of the world, and lastly my imperatives and my philosophy.

In my opinion, a philosophy which doesn’t have the ultimate particles of the materials of which we are composed as its starting point is not philosophy, but philosophical vulgarity. First the particles, and then the philosophy. In other words, we need to have facts as our starting point, to know the facts, to live them, the facts that have made us what we are. Only once we know the facts, my dear Rossi, only then can you think what you want, imagine yourself what you want and even desire other worlds if ours is too small for you. What is important, though, is that these are your ideas and not the ideas of others. Other people’s ideas, even when well formulated, are not yours. Only by creating one’s own philosophy does man really become a philosopher. There is no other way. Only by the sweat of our own brow do we merit this incomparable freedom of thought.

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God is not salvation

Religion is not salvation

God and religion are not salvation

God and religion are slavery

Slavery of the mind and slavery of the body

God is not love

God is not understanding

God is misery

God is bloodshed

God is misery and bloodshed

God is not a dream

God is not a joy

God is a nightmare and much sadness

God is an endless mockery

A deadly invention against life and humanity

To all of you

Fools of the earth

If you don’t have any better idea

To live your lives:

Then have fun!

Dio: un’invenzione mortale

Dio non è salvezza

La religione non è salvezza

Dio e la religione non sono salvezza

Dio e la religione sono schiavitù

Schiavitù della mente e schiavitù del corpo

Dio non è amore

Dio non è comprensione

Dio è miseria

Dio è spargimento di sangue

Dio è miseria e spargimento di sangue

Dio non è un sogno

Dio non è una gioia

Dio è un incubo e tanta tristezza

Dio è una bestialità infinita

Un’invenzione mortale contro la vita e gli umani

A tutti voi

Sciocchi della terra

Se non avete un’idea migliore

Per vivere la vostra vita:

Allora buon divertimento!

In other words, what would the universe be like if there were no human beings? It would not have a name, no attributes; it would not make any sense. It would be as it is. What does that mean? It means just that, nameless. All the mountains, plains, animals, plants, seas, planets, stars, galaxies, empty spaces, quasars, black holes, etc. etc. and all of the thousands of other names which we have given to its various parts, these are all products of our imaginations, they are our inventions, only names, nothing more.

What does this mean? It means that all of the descriptions, definitions, ideas and representations which we have made for ourselves of the world, are only “ours”, including the definition that the world “is as it is”. We are the ones who describe the world and not the other way round. We are the ones who have an idea of the world, and not the other way round. We are the ones who are prisoners inside the world! Our vision is subjective and has nothing to do with whether it corresponds to reality or not. It is subjective, end of story. Realism, any type of realism, in this case, is always and in any case subjective realism, human, as we observe things.

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In front of such a perspective/design, what the believer, the agnostic and the atheist have to say? Give your reply, if you would like to, after having read the post, thank you.

We should think of our species and many others as being in perpetual danger of extinction. This theory is expounded by Dana Desonie in her book “Cosmic Collisions”. She continues that, in July 1994, we were witness to the collision of more than 20 fragments of approximately one kilometre diameter from the comet Shoemaker-Levy 9 with the surface of Jupiter, and that the most important thing which Shoemaker-Levy 9 taught us is that cosmic collisions are not phenomena which only took place in the past, but that they are events which could happen in a human lifetime, and that contemporary science should take this into consideration.

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I am italian. Mine is a literature born from experience, no less than that of Primo Levi, born in the concentration camps; no less than that of Henri Charrière, born in the Lager of the French Guiana; no less than that of Gavino Ledda, born in a tragic poverty and under the brutal bestiality of a father shepherd.

My short-stories, novels and experimental writings, you may like them or not, tell about my life, a life that in order to remain alive and get an education, had to endure social Lager.

The story that most rappresents myself (for Primo Levi is “If this is a man”; for Henri Charrière is “Papillon”; for Gavino Ledda is “Padre padrone” or “My Father, My Master”) is the Emigrant, that is the novel “Fiori di sierra” (in italian).

My only wish is to find a Publisher who is interested, at least, in reading my work. Thank you.

To those alone and to those in company, to those happy and to those not happy, to all a warm hug and a friendly handshake, none excluded, to all, in the name of altruism and love, I wish you a prosperous, health and very happy New Year!

I just can’t allow myself to pay one. If there is somebody who has the vocation of working for free, like me, because I too work without being paid, then he or she is welcome. And anyway sometimes one can sacrifice himself for a good cause, assuming that translating my work from Italian into English is a good cause, socially good.

Of course you can also be a translator as for pleasure, for the desire to specialize in this interesting profession, for hobby. Personally I don’t have anymore time to do it myself, I have many commitments and they do not allow me to translate myself into English.

Are welcome also any other languages besides English, such as French, German, Spanish etc. Anyone who wants to translate my work in his mother tongue, please do so. It’s enough to put my name and say that the work has been translated from the Italian.

There is also place in this adventure for a would be novice translator. Could translate an article into English and then send it to me so I could give it a look before putting it on the blog with his name. Anyways, before we arrive at this point, we must find the translator, and then definitely we will agree on how to proceed.

So who is the first, the first whose aim is to work for free? Thanks in advance for the brave, the courageous! Here’s my email: email@francis-sgambelluri.com

First it should be pointed out that there are many types of prostitution, perhaps as many as there are men and women on Earth. Prostitution is a human phenomenon: animals don’t prostitute themselves, but human beings do. Throughout our history we have done nothing but construct a culture of prostitution for ourselves. Our social equilibrium is built on these foundations.

People prostitute themselves everywhere and in a million ways: prostitution occurs in the family, at work, at school, on markets, in factories, on holiday, on the road, in politics, in religious systems, in company systems, in the army, in every kind of business, in every area of society. The saying that best describes the concept of prostitution is: the strong lie with the weak, the weak with the strong. Having to submit in one way or another to those who are stronger, more cunning or more cruel lies at the heart of prostitution and of civilization itself.

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