They Hit My Car And Their Going To Pay

clear that I love is NOT BRECHT


Without detracting from the worship and adorattissimo Bertold Brecht , may I say not to Darel things for granted. " It is not obstinacy, and certainly not arrogance: it is critical force.

For months, specifically since the Mayor Alemanno has started this odious "circus-fingerprint-census" on Roma people of our city, which circulates a poem attributed to the great and indisputable Brecht.

Then, we, citizens decidedly Venusian, copy and send, copy and send, copy and send ....

I want to say: IT IS NOT 'HER.

Below title and poetry, as well as naturalemnte author.



Martin Niemoller wrote:

First they came for the gypsies
and I was glad, for stealing.

Then they came for the Jews
and I said nothing because I was being disagreeable.

Then they came for the homosexuals,
and I was relieved, because I was annoying.

Then they came for the Communists,
and I said nothing because I was not a Communist.

One day they came for me,
and there was nobody left to protest