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Guide to Recognizing Your Saints in heaven - episode # 1

I saw a man with a beard, bicycle, with a sign in front saying "MIND CONTROL = FASCIST Neurology, and a sign behind which gave figures in the scope of the problem. Ever since I was little (when I reflected on what had terrified the complicated lives of the great) I bring the latent fear of not being able to exceed the minimum requirement for inclusion in society '. Not that I think about it constantly, but I always think back with a shudder when crossing a street person, or a crackpot as the gentleman above. I always feel that way for me especially around the corner (and for that I am always careful to put aside the most 'of what can' I earn, to have some margin year eventually will come when 'the failure).
And with the series of posts last week inaugurated
explain some things that help feed my latent fear.

My brother is searched every six months is looking for a check from CNRS. Simone Weil, quoted by André Weil (the brother of the above) through years of apprenticeship (quoted by
restodelmondo )

to emigrate
In reality 'I had originally planned to speak at this episode, what happens in competitions in Italy, but given the previous comments to the post exchange policy between this and the next episode, the first to describe the differences between Italy and the main foreign countries.

The system of research and 'must be very international, so over the years and' got a great convergence in the ways of employment in most countries in scientific activity, with the notable exceptions of Italy and France (the latter will talk 'shortly after) that have systems based on principles that are radically different, probably of Napoleon. The German system does not know anything, and if any commentator (I have already 'got a couple) will provide some tips, linker' remarks willingly. [Update: said than done.] These modes' are pero 'uniforms in the same field, and can be extremely different from one field to another (for example, theoretical physicists and' practice questions that people sent to work towards the end of the calendar year, and that service will take about a year later, in my field's
openings, that 'the job, can quit at any time, to take up even a week after acceptance). Here I will talk about 'only mine.
First, it must be said that the Italians (and French) are considered anomalous because of their tendency to fixity media '. The career of a typical Italian and 'vertical, if any right' to any university 'Italian questioned the professors, I would bet that you will find that most universities have graduated in the same 'they teach.
This attitude (which I have myself) and 'fiercely criticized in the Anglo-Saxon and Nordic countries (and in general in all countries that have adopted the Anglo-Saxon model), where is' considered a sign of prestige to the institution to constantly change and possibly the nation.
I personally strongly against this mentality 'that rewards nomadism (for various reasons quite obvious that I think - just think of the age' "post-doctoral 'and' even the old age 'in which people normally bring up a family) finding greatly improved the Italian model. Therefore always remain a bit 'surprised (and annoyed) when I find that for many colleagues, including Italian ones, to travel around the world and the 'even one of the benefits of this career.

However, the mentality 'evolve relatively quickly to changing circumstances: when I was a student, the role model I had available were people perfectly framed in the traditional vertical career (after graduating doctoral universities in the same', then a few years precarious with scholarships or contrattini the pretext funny, waiting for the competition especially for them) and who was hardly ever emigrated between very good: with the exception of the persons mentioned above (ie 'those who change the country LIKE) migrated the Bravini , that 'those sufficiently good to win without any problems or even permanent positions abroad scholarships, but not good enough to convince their leaders Italians to invest in them (*). Since the conditions have deteriorated suddenly in Italy (not only in research but I think that what is ultimately attributable to an overall deterioration of the Italian situation, as demonstrated by the level of insecurity and despair of my peers in general) , those who enroll in certain faculties, 'traditionally-oriented research, sees his role model in trouble' and more and more 'often migrants, and is' therefore more 'likely to enter into an order of ideas in which this and' the normality '. Between when a student enrolls, and when he graduated, has had time to receive the message that doing research is very often emigrate, while those of the transitional generation which I belong was a shock.

But how does all 'foreign
? (From here on, this word implies that majority of scientifically advanced countries that have adopted a system similar to the Anglo-Saxon.)
The fixed place usually gets you around 35 years, with variability 'between 30 and 40. So, until a decade ago, Italy was known as a country with rapid career (such as France still is), but there is' a but. In Italy and France, which have a whole society 'based on traditional fixed position, the first step of a fixed career (In Italy, in the universe 'called Researcher ) and' always been considered a place with low manpower, paid little and with zero power. Elsewhere, the fixed position and instead 'something very prestigious, and usually brings with it' the opportunity 'to form his own research group (students becoming responsible, and in some cases with a small budget to banish post-doc fellowships, see below). This is because 'the first of a permanent job there' step of the post-doc
, which in turn has a more prestigious Italian equivalent (l ' Research Fellowship, which in turn is a' introduced quite recently, motivated by lengthening the periods of insecurity among the Ph.D. and the fixed place, and whose prestige and Italy in the same 'ALMOST' nil). The standard period for a post-doc 'two years, more' rarely three, and is' very rare (and unpopular) that remains in the same place for two consecutive post-doc. If you're good would be in the interests of your employer hold you, of course, but apparently it is then regarded as a dark stain on your resume (ie: why 'and' left them '? Has not received better offers elsewhere?), Then should do so only if there is' a leap in quality 'between the first and second contract (or, if the first and' a normal post-doc, the second as a minimum should be a title rather than 'high-sounding, ancorche' too precarious 'it). Mode ' recruitment of post-doc: oddly, the only major element of variability 'and' the existence or not of '
interview, that' the interview. Incredible though it may seem, very often you can 'be taken to work two years in a place without even an interview. The reason why in spite of everything it seems to work and 'which' still practices by employers (which there is or is not the interview) do private investigations, calling here and there 'to know what you think of the people various candidates. (This leads to reward visibility ', or make presentations as much' as often as possible in international meetings and conferences, even when there's nothing really new to present, while the Italian system, where your career depends only on an opinion that you have a single person, and that 'your godfather, it leads people to feel it as very important, and how, if anything, leads to pathological behavior ass-licker. For example, to a precarious and Italian 'rational behavior do exercises for the free course of his teacher, even if it is not' paid and not 'even officially recognized by the University' and therefore can not 'not even write it in the curriculum, while for a post-doc and foreign 'unthinkable to education - even if officially recognized - because' subtracts precious hours to research, and that 'the only activity' which gives 'visibility'.)
When you request for a post-doc things more 'important are the curriculum and
letters .
For the record, nothing particularly strange: it tries to do big, and to suppress the natural tendency that we all learn from the first impact in civil life, to have decency.
The difference with the private world 'that the synthetic CV, bullet after bullet only the essential info, are not appreciated. Every time I read my CV to someone for advice, and I 'always been advised to be more' detailed, more 'bombastic, more' unnecessary. My current CV and '10 pages (and decency I used a small font) and not' between the more 'long. The difference
with the world competitions in Italy and 'in Italy, especially, the CVs are useless, and then no one loses too much time. Or rather, there 's one thing you need: outline to the committee about what' you have skills. Therefore, since the commissioners have an interest in demolishing the candidates who do not want to win and make it appear that they are undeserving of the ignorant, they use the information to understand what's CV certainly not
six competent, and then on which you insist on questions detail (there will be the first paradox that you should list everything on your CV because 'part of the evaluation, the other provides the tools for your own downfall.) But we will talk 'with more' details in the next episode.
The
letters of recommendation, it seems, are very important. In each call abroad for post-doc who fixed place (but also for graduate admission), requiring a certain number of letters of recommendation, ranging between one and three (but is usually 'allowed mail it most 'of the number specified in the notice).
A letter of recommendation and 'written by someone with whom you worked that testifies to meet and have a great esteem.
Or rather, could also speak ill of you, and so theoretically the letter and 'secret and the candidate is not' entitled to know the content. The Italian professors usually but 'they have no problem to read it the person for whom they are writing (usually to show him what they're praising, sometimes there is' a practical reason: they do not remember exactly what he has done, and then they want to avoid revealing gaffe in praise for doing it , and I 'happened to dictate a paragraph of one of my letters of recommendation idem ...), and also some foreigners. But it can 'happen that some of the letters speak ill of the candidate! It 's very rare (and is' very concerned by assholes, of course: the proper way to behave in accordance with the rules agreed upon by the community', and 'say that you prefer not to write the letter), but I know of two cases in which this certificate' and 'captain, who of course are passed down orally from generation to generation.
One of the reasons why a professor can 'speak ill of a candidate in a letter that ideally should help him and' who actually despise (unbeknownst to him) and believes it is good for the community 'science that its scarcity, not necessarily evident from the curriculum, is known to all. Another reason may 'be that same opening
have asked for more' people who asked him the letter, and he has clear ideas about who deserves more, and then face a different standard letters to communicate to the Selection Committee his personal order of merit. seems, but I have no direct experience, that the German system in practice is that for most candidates' laudable specifying the defects
[Update: Delio denies] . Hence the story that Pauli, in writing the recommendation letter for his brilliant former student (different versions of the same story provides a different name to the former student) who made application to Princeton, to work with Einstein, he ended with " his only fault, and 'that tends to lose sight of the physical sense of the abstraction for mathematics - but I do not think that she is a big problem, Prof. Einstein. " Still, the German professors have a reputation for writing letters little too enthusiastic for the best.
The Italian professors instead sbracano systematically for any candidate, but are internationally well known for this and the selectors will take account.
Americans are enormously sbracano only for the best. And I'm known for something that all Europeans are universally disgusting: in the letter of recommendation for a candidate, they usually make direct comparisons (in favor) between the candidate and other colleagues of the same environment and same age group '( therefore potential direct competitors, or people who have recently won a prestigious post similar or greater).
The letter is evaluated based on content matters a lot but of course the importance of who wrote it. So every time you apply for a place, you lose a lot 'of time and mental well-being to explore all the options: should ask the mega-professorone important that you chilly is a letter (or worse yet is also to some other candidate and makes it more 'enthusiastic that to you) or the less known, however, that' we know best, we estimate more ', he might have more' complicity 'with you ?
not 'never an easy choice, but there' s also another factor: e 'mathematical anyone tell you' yes ', I make the point, there is no' problem, give me the address to send " will forget it '. As I love you, you'll have to remind her.
There is no 'clearly a problem when you're in close contact with the person to whom you asked the letter, apart from cases where it becomes impossible to find without saying when it will come back', but it gets pretty ugly when you're not, and this person and 'very important and, like all important people, and' too busy.
(I especially have serious problems to ask for favors, even outside of this area, as well as serious problems to remind people that I had been promised something. The tension of the approaching deadline and my letters of recommendation that do not start despite a couple of reminders and 'between the stations of my precarious way of the cross, one that most' will remember 'with horror when the nightmare will' eventually finished.)


Once I applied for a permanent position, again ask for the logic of the letter to someone important but who knows my work and I certainly respect, I thought asking a colleague (foreigner) that I had noticed for some time he became professor. I asked via email, and he said after a while '(was thinking about it a lot) saying that he was very honored the request and there was no problem for him, but he wanted to be fair to say that he was applying for the same post , and was short for me to decide if it was a problem for me since we were in competition.
It turned out that the short title of Professor in pompously had begun to bear on every occasion in which it was decent it was, in reality, 'a place adjunct professor. 'S largest that I am, but still a precarious.
lollosa the digression. (Ne 'I do' him we were minimally considered for the job.)

When there 'the interview (for permanent positions there' always), it focuses on its activities' of past research and on what ought to be done in the future. What will seem 'obvious to those working in private, but it' s always surprising for those coming from the world of Italian research. In fact, Italy
competitions (for the research position in the case of two papers and an oral or written, practical test in the laboratory, oral) relate to the basic knowledge of the candidate, the more 'dedicated to the description of the oral part of its Research in progress (but 'should be used as a starting point for other questions of general knowledge of the field). There are few places for specific disciplines and more 'often than those in classes bankruptcy very generic, like "general physics" (for the basic reason that the universities' have a greater need for people who teach subjects that are common to most 'faculty', and more 'people, and general physical and' taught in all undergraduate courses and scientific "particle physics" is not). As a result, each candidate in each contest that you will not look bad to spend a couple of months to revise the basic concepts of first or second year of university'(**). Since this takes time away from the real work, usually the foreign employers do not appreciate very much (and not knowing the system does not understand).
In Italy the system ' designed in a way that I find ideal for various reasons, and which is' betrayed. The legislation was' committed to making the competition the most 'blind
possible during the works, all candidates must be anonymous (names written in a small envelope and include it in large envelope with your computer, which will' opened only after the correction) must use the same pens, provided by the commissioners, if a candidate asks for a sheet over ', all candidates must have more sheet'; any strange sign on the paper 'cause of exclusion, if there are reasonable grounds to believe that a coded message to identify themselves by a commissioner, the oral, ideally (but not in practice) the questions should can not be ad hoc, with the exception of the time the applicant must describe its activities' in progress, but more importantly, the assessment can not 'be based on the type of research in progress or past,' cause we should not benefit those who work with someone rather than someone else. Instead, the whole essence (real) system selection and Italian 'based on working with the right people. Who 'outside the system, oe' home but sees that it could benefit, tend to say that on balance he seems right: in the private sector you choose a personal basis, whether you choose to study abroad in personam, and it 'rather the mechanism of competition to be anachronistic and inappropriate. If competitions Italian following arbitrary criteria for judging matters little, since the whole world and 'arbitrary.
There are but 'two problems:
- First problem: the system and' hypocritical. And one can 'say ok, the system and' hypocrite, so what? And then, this also has practical consequences in my opinion: abroad or in private, evaluation and 'arbitrary but transparently arbitrary: it takes someone who takes responsibility' (and usually also the burden, or the salary of new recruit comes from funds allocated to the person who has chosen, while in Italy the salary is paid centrally). The degeneration described in the first note of this post are only possible in a system where those who choose not to receive damages its a bad choice, just like in Italy.
- The second problem 'that, in my opinion, the competition
blind Italian would really be a good idea, if actually applied. Science and 'much more' at risk of conformity as much as 'recruiters evaluate candidates based on what' they are working. A search for "heretical" or simply out of fashion and 'possible only by the person who has a steady job and therefore has nothing serious to lose. A precarious, of course, has a lot more opportunity 'to work as much as' doing research in fashion. In view of the famous curve of productivity 'which has its peak around 30 years, and the fact that the world standard and' post-doc to be up to 35 years on average, and 'easy draw conclusions. (In fact, typically provide for permanent positions as well as educational administration duties, and obligations implied by coordinating the work of others, 'cause we do not expect that really works, it is expected that both the leaders.)


Texts and Notes:

(*) Another specificity 'of my field: although mafiosissimo, but all disciplines are either in Italy, and' also merit. E 'extremely rare for those who reach the coveted permanent position is not very good (though not' necessarily the most 'good, and when it happens and that it is' still a case). Although competition in the credit has not really play any role (count only the alternations between groups belonging to different baronies), during the years of insecurity and skimming 'severe enough,' cause i have limited funds and sponsoring university's interest to keep only those that are worth it. One of the reasons why other areas are normal and favoritism for relatives and lovers of the barons (or, alternatively, for anyone who understood the cohort, even if it was a former graduate student some 'idiot) and other fields are prevalent interests of the healthy group and 'probably attributable to differences between the different disciplines internationalization. When you're competing with foreign groups, as in most scientific disciplines, are careful not to encourage idiots. However, when you just want the power of local senator make a horse more highlights your arrogance and, therefore, inspires respect for all in your power.

(**) and I 'happened more recently that a fellow' big, become a researcher when I was still a student, while explaining something that was rooted in a notion quite "by rookies" can be forgot over the years, said apologetically, "eh, these things I have studied the last time for the competition and then just more '!", leaving me because of rock' implied that he had only one contest in his life that he had won. I, for not making her feel uneasy about his ignorance of that concept, instead I said 'Well, I will remember it well' cause I do an average of two competitions a year, "to embarrass him. (If I read: it was not my intention, I just wanted to play down.)

(Incidentally, the theme of precariousness' you point out "The precarious revolution - the struggle of French youth against the CPE, Antonio and Anna Sciotto Maria Merlo, donatomi one of the authors whom I thank.'s about the French case, but it is 'sufficiently similar to the Italian and to allow meaningful comparisons to other words to understand that we are heading towards catastrophe and there is' nothing to do.)

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Guide to Recognizing Your Saints in heaven - episode # 0

deserve better 'for a guaranteed seat (not that you, not you, that you will not).
Post initiating a series devoted to the world of academic competitions in Italy and worldwide.

every morning passed the selection, almost without realizing it. the process was natural: he and others marched in two columns up off where a man divided them only with a gesture: right the skilled and the other left. so every day, eye and quickly, was weighed, counted and discarded. he wondered vaguely what that life differs from the previous life. some time now had become shorter: the historical events had accelerated the die. had also given a figure, a face, many faces: the machine: they had explained. first, as a civilian, he spent selection without seeing.

machine field was much smaller than the machine in the world, but it does not differ substantially, except for one thing: a car was ephemeral. when this thing ends, he said, I'll be invisible to selection. was sure it would end, because humans could not tolerate a long time concentrated dose of reality.
it ended. went home with the other survivors, occupied one of the many empty houses. went out every morning to go to work and on the street corner near the bus stop, he saw again the man in the selection, his simple gesture: the valid right, left others. at every intersection he saw another man, on each landing of scale, and in front of black homes, hospitals, asylums, churches and kindergartens. selection goes on and on, and he ended up confusing the two times.
in the middle of the street sometimes raised his arm in greeting that had taught him, and thanked the air invulnerable for that extra life: yet another turn, another minute. I said thank you, but her face ... was to fuck the shit who you are, forever.
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The situation described here and 'one in which I live: In my world, the curriculum is enriched not only if and' ambitious (although some to do that), but above all because '
the productivity rate 'per year should always be high if you want to keep on getting even grants and contracts stupid. Since I graduated, my choice of life has led me to a state of perpetual uncertainty in which every 2-3 years having to start from scratch, usually in another city 'or a nation.

[Here I initially wrote a comparison between the situation now and what was normal until a few years ago, but was getting too long, so I removed.] [Then I started to write this change as part of an 'complete metamorphosis of the Italian labor market and the tensions that experiences the transition generation, and that' mine and probably yours too, reader, in a society 'that has a certain degree of inertia, but I broke my balls almost immediately, then tell me through what have saved everything'.] There 'those who live this situation with good disposition of mind, because 'at the bottom and' adventurous and romantic, because it 'makes you a true cosmopolitan, and opens up your mind. I do not, it's only 'cause the alternative (to find another job) annoys me even more', and I find nothing positive in everything '(with the notable exception that
play the card to impresses Cosmopolitan Squinzi (*)).
(*)
Note how different they sound qualitatively different responses, all strict and accurate even in summary, that alternate depending on the interlocutor when I am asked "what is your job": physical
(to Squinzi)
fellow (people who know the university)
precarious (peers which, while doing different jobs, sharing with me this ordeal generation)
work at the university ' (to others)
not have a job (my personal perception resulting from education family,' cause if it is not 'fixed and does not pay pension contributions do not count as work).
My parents wanted me to do engineering. I wanted to make physics (and I ended up staying of my idea and I did). Their argument was that an engineer is much more 'easy work. At one point, the reasoning was that "even if you become a little engineer, you can still work on the land." But I do not know 'how things work at the Land Registry, and if any readers actually worked at the Land Registry would keep us from guaranteeing that I have the utmost respect for his work. Their reasoning
age I was and still is I agree (although I decided to risk it and do what I liked more '): because you like a thing where you can have a career if you are very good (otherwise cocks in the ass) and even if you are good you'll first need to mess with bags of shit, and make one similar but it can 'lead to more permanent job 'quickly.
During that period when I had to make a decision (or rather, I had taken, but not to be rude I took into consideration the alternatives), I asked a university professor of physics' as it was actually hard to find a job (*) in research. He said he was as "a graduate must wait at least four years," and I sgomentai incredulously. It was 1994. But he added: 'Well, but you have yet to begin, at least you graduated in 1998, who knows' how things will have changed by then. " And I reassured, I went under this note of hope for air drops.
few years later, during a break in the third year of a lesson, we asked the young researcher (**) we did exercises to tell us what it 'you become like him. Dismayed to learn that he had to go through the precariousness' of some scholarships until you have a steady job. And he frightens us' saying that since he had arranged the time was now even worse, and now the waiting time had become at least (***) 8 years since graduating. And things were going to get worse!, He added (to us trembling), cursing the government and the old man.
(He was right, see note at end of post # 2.)
Now I'm 31 years (8 of graduation) and I remember when I was a student I promised myself that I just finished a doctorate I would try to carpet all competitions possible (for the research position), and if I had not placed within the 30 years I would look for another job. (The threshold of 30 years came from a conversation with someone who was recruiting in the real world
which put roughly at that age 'the threshold beyond which was really hard to be taken into account by a company) . Then he realized 'that the year in which I dottorai was the first in a long series of years of hiring freezes, in which no investigator was banned from competition. then are taken back, but with fewer seats than they were before the crash, and if it now 'before the crash was extremely hard to win when they had had to win
who now expect a thing to happen and 'how to rely on the possibility' of a temporary reversal of the law of gravity '. That, however, 'is not enough to discourage me from taking part: every few months are engaged in a contest somewhere, so that it quickly became a veteran. So now read very well the evidence from which one can 'infer well in advance who will win' .
This will be 'the subject of the next post in this series.




Texts and Notes:
(*) For me at the time, and for many years after, have a job was synonymous with having a fixed place . It seems incredible now, but back then was not playing, or at least was not perceived, the wave of insecurity forced the company 'Italian, so the fixed-term contracts simply were not considered "work", but activity' of training grants, "contrattini. Even now when people ask me what do I say "fellow", while all my foreign colleagues would say "physical", without feeling to be usurping a title (I'd feel as though, if you say).

(**) Here and below (and in general all my writing, even private conversations or face-to-face) I understand the term "researcher" in the academic sense, or "winner a competition as a researcher - ie 'third level of the hierarchy after university professor and associate professor - who has a contract for an indefinite period of about 1000 € per month recruitment and seniority' in the fourth year onwards. "At that time, c 'were researchers from 28 years (and we kid it seemed incredible that it had become so' out of time - and yet they complained of being become so 'late in disbelief that their brilliance had taken so long to be rewarded (**** ) be a thankless), I 31 and I have contests to win now, research in which people participate in 38-40 years, and those who 'make a request under 35 just to "be seen", however, as his resume will 'necessarily be too quick to give him any chance. [The thing, however, and 'very dependent on the field. In other areas, career and 'still a lot more' swift - though less rapid than it was for them the good old days.]


(***) Here and hereafter we speak of deadlines associated with those good. Those talented can take a slightly less, than Bravini not going to make anything, the others do not even try.

(****) standard speech of my colleagues, that I am against (placing myself in the minority and being treated like that in a discussion takes the point of view provocative but certainly not 'can you really think that), but speech that what I see is wide support in society'. This should please me, as it seems there are people who believe that something is owed to me, but unfortunately 'I think it is hopelessly rotten. Behind the apparently reasonable ways in which 'made the usually whining, I would say that the concept can be' summed up: I'm good but a lot of people earning less than many less brave than me.
(That 's true, are typically cited examples of students are not good enough to conceivably groped an academic career, then there are tried and sometimes work for the salaries of jade in the private sector. And along throughout the academic career path, there are tons of fallen, who can not go on as they funnel narrows, or no longer tolerate 'the tension and bitterness of life is dimmerda it, and they typically are doing very well in private . Acting in turn from anecdote to propagate in the field, reinforcing the eternal temptation of the private sector in those hardships in the field of research a bit 'in the manner of how Satan tempts Jesus' in its 40 days of tribulation in the wilderness.)
Now the point and 'We live in a society' socialist? To each is given according to merit? Lecitissimo desired, but our company 'does not follow that line, and so' absurd to call back for his small portion.
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Milan 14/06 - Nutella and Maciachini Among these are the Mars

Chronicle of a delirium organized but not too much ^ ^

Hhhhiiiiiiiiiiiiii ... ....

Here is a report of two days in Milan with appurtenances (including first and foremost of course the concert of Mars but not only).

The meeting with Barbie at the station immediately signed the name by which we will remember our adventure. Maciachini.

It is nothing but the subway station where you go to Alcatraz but we go we find it everywhere ... .... 'Maciachini - direction Maciachini - square Maciachini' lait motiv a word that has accompanied us for the whole day on June 14 that from now on then it will be forever 'Day Maciachini' ^ ^

After the meeting we left the station at a time dell'Alcatraz for delivery of tickets to Alessia which was in line outside the club since before I left from Bologna and Barbie from Verona. We delivered the baby (which he kept for months with the anxiety of chemical castration in the unlikely event they've lost all) and we went to a nearby Mexican restaurant to eat and chat, chat, chat. Do not want nobody there but the day dedicated to Mars despite our argument Principe (even the King) was talking to Colin. Yes. After all two people who speak to the phone via SMS and 90% of him that when they finally meet?

Meanwhile Barbara subtly trying to push the universe Mars presents (thanks honey ^ ^) wristband black band is explained in detail the meanings of various symbols.

At two o'clock we reached the bare room and thinking how clever we said Rommel 'are all in a row up front but you'll see that they come from the back '... well ... it started around the block with a lot of trolleys in tow, which seemed so frightfully hot and isolated ones in NY. Most did not finish.

After reaching the back row, call Elisa telling us that the boys have just completed the interview in the studios of All Music.

What to do?

We decided to linger near the entrance by setting the maximum waiting time at 15.30. Just when it expired and we decided to go to the hotel (for the record exactly on the side opposite to Milan!) the devil (or the prince of darkness) takes a hand. Just before the entrance of the disco artists. ... ZAC .... I break a sandal!

So, running the risk of being arrested for vagrancy, I opened my trolley, took his shoes off, pulled out of the amphibians, which fortunately I had brought with me, put away the sandals, closed the suitcase, slip on amphibians.

All must have stolen approximately two to three minutes on our roadmap to the hotel. Three minutes were enough to look up and see a Mercedes SUV parked accompanied by 'ahhhhhhhhh' crazy boys in line.

And here starts my series infinite thanks to Barbara. It seemed the companion of a blind!

opens the door and down Tim. I (and you thought?) Do not recognize him and say 'Oh well is not they are supporters can go' ^____^ luckily the Mars Barbara follows them seriously and recognizes him. So we approached the door as possible to where they would come and where there was none because the security was no longer pass on the sidewalk.

Skip Tome and, unbelievable, for the second time. ... Not Barbara recognize ç_____ç then by way of travel guide and shows me this news, combined with shouts and din that had become quite delirious, I decided to pull out his cell phone to take a picture of the Prince, who would pass by before long at 50 cm from us. For the record. I also had my camera but I had no desire to use it. And 'in fact been held pretty close during the concert ... .. I have no photographs showing that I was there ^ ^

Anyway, time to grab the phone, open the camera, pointing it at people ... ... ?

'Jared' says Barbara 'JARED??' I ask surprised.

Under a hat pulled down to the eyes and a pair of glasses to Albain de 'The vice', hair under the hat that looks short ... it was the prince ... I had not just noticed! ^ ^ So much so, stops for a moment and do not know what I do to take me open the messages I had sent Luke!

Damn him (which sends messages with timing worthy of death) and Nokia before triggering a picture demands that you read the message.

Conclusion: no pictures of prince.

Who, after ectoplasm which is found as an assistant (poor woman has my understanding) comes in and disappears. The following Shannon ... .. more calmly, stopping to greet fans, coming out again and stood by the door exposing the Bracciotti muscular and tattooed.

then on. Dall'Alcatraz swallowed.

At that point we just have to call right and left to notify them we had seen (and I admit that I struggled to compose the number of Luke because I shook his fingers).

Having fulfilled doing 'vistoooooooo I was him, in meat and ossaaaaaa really exists! ' We can only bring us to the hotel to freshen up, change and get Luke and Stephanie on the canals for an aperitif.

thought we had all the time in the world, instead ... ... ...

not only the hotel was on the opposite side of Milan, but the metro will stop at least two kilometers away. Two miles we have done on foot, under a hot sun (the only time I think there was sun all day) and distraught eyes of people who wondered where he was Rutilia Street and distraught, they gave us the 'indicating me ask if we would have really made the whole walk!

We literally limped to the hotel where we spent a bit ' to freshen up, medicate one thing my hair and makeup (not that I rimmell and a little' I'm not even a lipstick rubbish removal much less in the presence of a prince ^ ^) and there we have the only two photos of the day. Before Barbie and then I holding up the banner of Mars ^ ^

We think that reaching out to Luca and Stefano ships were small thing. Bologna is a city of medium size, not small ... ... but boy, what the fuck is great Milan ???????

eight trolley stops, ten yellow metro line (direction Maciachini fact), six of the Green Line, did stop, go back inside to resume two more stops and finally, yes: Porta Genova. Naviglio.

pity that at that point they were already at 19.00! While Alcatraz opened the gates we ran into a very nice bar on the ship to complete the mission of the day:

TO DRINK ALL'ASTEMIA BARBARA A MOJITO! ^ ^

Behind intolerable threat to her (if do not drink CoL married within the year) has gobbled up two good sips of my favorite cocktail (and not just because he mentions my Tontola in Miami Vice more than once. It was, however, but of course now I drink only).

Among Barbara sucking Mojito, Luca obsessively watching what was inside his glass, Stefano trying to understand the way to arrive at Alcatraz, and I kept looking at that time (the eight) and I thought 'we'll never get in time' we were finally given a move and we got into the car towards Alcatraz.

Thanks to the god of traffic (there was virtually) the god of the city maps (for the indications that the bartender had given us we would never come), which led to Luke and sent me to navigate that I did at last we reached the very reasonable time of 20:55.

First impression: but God is empty!

The club in fact gave no impression of the concert sold out. But that probably we evaluated for safety over a thousand tickets (even if it contains the place of people quietly 1,500) had not sold them. Here I finally met the sweet and very high Elisa! and seen in face some girls that I only heard all part of various boards. With their white shirts and red bandanas them, Echelon, I recognized!! And I'm good, huh??

We posted the latest in a row and we enjoyed the great cd (probably two) of the Police. The result, although you feared hordes of screaming girls in tears and was absolutely calm and prepared and mixed (certainly more prepared than me I've heard four songs on the cross).

After the tenth time that Andy Summer (for the record of the State Police who also had a group but they ALL know only sting!) closed the regular song and started screaming, until then frustrated by a new base, finally here they are.

Do not ask me the order of entry because I only saw him! With two bouquets of red roses, which launched on the public.

And then it began. My astonishment was stunned. I sang on A Beautiful Lie, I looked at him and thinking 'oh my God it's him, and I'm here'. The adrenaline was up and made me jump and scream ... ... ...

I do not want anyone (or voletemene, we sleep the same) I have only ever watched him. Shan I observed only once, Tomo well, Tim do not even know you have.

Bravissimo Jared live theatrical and exciting. I wanted to see him at least once. The rest is a person of whom I speak virtually every day, which I write for years. Well I'm not a fan of the band and not even after I became a concert, but he certainly is in my heart. And to all those who ask me 'but then we go to Milan to do?', This is the answer. I wanted to see him once! Seeing him in the flesh, I realized that there really is somewhere that is not the Simon of Al Pacino. And this was a real thrill that initially led me almost to tears.

Santa Barbara from Verona has helped me to recognize (or learn for the first time) all the songs that side of me sipping constantly asked 'what song is it? What album? ' etc..

excited Half an hour later my adrenaline started to suffer a decline and, I admit that my eye fell on the clock to see how often missing at the end.

I took a stroll around the group Barbara, Luca and Stefano leaning comfortably against a wall and bar. The peak adrenaline but had increased strongly when Jay came back with an acoustic guitar. I thought, 'sing to me and I will love you for life 'and like magic the first part of the agreement' Modern Myth '.

glances between me and Barbara, my forehead on his shoulder, and finally the howl true, liberating, or by fangirl fanwoman hysterical or crazy as you like. After dazed kept saying 'I sang with Jared Modern Myth' ^___^

The concert however was nice. The fact that I am not a lover not only their music but music in general (I looked at my watch even if it was anyone else apart from Vasco-Williams-Liga-Iron-Michael) does not change that they have been excellent. Jared sings very well live and tell me they had a lineup that many have only dreamed of.

okay.

So between 'From yesterday fucking' 'You mother fucker' and 'we sign your shit' (adorable when posing as a rocker damn) it all ended.

'Thank you! Italy is the most beautiful place in the world, I like pizza, pasta and women are the most beautiful '

Thanks Prince. Forgot your mandolin then in the 'original sentences' you're entered in full ^_____^

And here the fun begins ... ... ... ...

Despite the security people tried to sidetrack the perjury that would not be out to sign autographs, WE (hihihi you put me there too) sgam we know them and we stood waiting patiently (but many believed him and already creamed off by half if the people are made). Barriers, a man distributes leaflets promotional tour the band but only Jared that show ^ ^ and then here they are. With their surgical gloves, they take place, Shannon looks up and looks at me I do not know why it makes me smile and hello with the hand. I answer. Cute, yes, but not showed me the effect which I had prepared and which, I swear, I was very ready to accept.

Instead hello to me could do it to someone else, but this is a fact not dwell on which (who knows who has seen the good he did not see the same). Me I keep it for me because I do not want controversy, because I have nothing against Shan and why an evening with the balls across happens to me all the time. Grant him the benefit of being able to have him too.

That said, I start with Nutella and Barbie, design, Benny T-shirt for signing. And here the trouble begins.

'passes only people who bought the shirt sold at the end of the concert 'This is the dictate of security (absolutely uncompromising top)

SDEEEENGGGGG these jaws and my Barbie.

We did retrofront, the flyers have found their natural locations thrown to the floor and the comment was 'as far as I can as well go to hell'.

Think what you want but I think so: I find it a sad thing and a bad taste.

I've seen people very very very upset and if this is the business card their promotion ... well could make better.

Basically there were people with other ORIGINAL shirts, wristbands and original CD. Nothing. Or did he or does not pass new ones.

Alessia Had it not been for that if you bought it and it was my night in a row Martian would end at that time.

The fact remains that remain within no more than a hundred people.

I still had to know Folleria (a pleasure) other mother degenerate like me ^ ^ that she dumped her husband and children at home (her mother as an excuse for THE INTRODUCTION also an unlikely meeting ^____^ are a myth).

I'm going back leaning against the railing waiting for Alessia and enjoying the scenery (which is always nice)

of Jared smiling and extremely available to all when I hear the lament of a sweet blond girl next to me.

had begun to move even those who had the CD. And she had forgotten. She was coming from somewhere on purpose and had forgotten. When it happened again? Why did not pass the same? She only wants to see them for a moment does not want nothing ... ... ...

I have softened and I reviewed his age. So I told her I had the cd but I did not line up for autographs, if he could go get my autograph.

This looked like no man ever (damn him) looked at me ^ ^ I never asked three times if he was joking. No, I was not joking, and after profuse thanks to too many started with my cd and the shirt of Benny to be immediately Stoppata Shan (because it was the first in line) with a 'sign just one thing'.

So signed the cd and the only thing that I wanted signed (the top echelon of the true familiglia, my daughter) seemed destined to remain untouched. Okay Benny will be many other things of which you'll get a reason over the years ... ... .... ^ ^

When was the decision to leave (with Barbie in silent protest that was supported at the gate by which they said would not have signed and there was no longer move) I've heard security of the boy say to a chick that the circuit 'to the end if you wait ten minutes then we go all'.

said than done, I broke the levees and Barbie we leave for autographs. The thing is, proceed as follows

SHANNON: Barby hands him the drawing of the three of them which was meant to be a greeting card for a friend so enriched by the autograph. Try to explain to Shannon which is a gift not for himself but for another but he laughs with Tomo looking design. Then, with his smile that breaks so many hearts and hands him back his hand, with the abiità Arsenio Lupin, supports the design of a chair and thanked Barbara.

plan Hello! Of course for her satisfaction that the Shan have removed a his plan like a Monet ^ ^ (and I behind the scene and enjoy the great ridermela).

So the legendary Barbie Shan hands it to the red bag containing a jar of Nutella and mythical passes Tomo. It 's my turn with Shannon. I do not even see that it is intent on discovering that white cap. But if he (being a good American) does not recognize it at first glance we think Tomo Hawkeye, who starts screaming like a madman 'Nutella, Nutella, Nutella'.^_____^

So I hold out T Shannon that the signature still laughing satisfaction of Tomo for Nutella and throws in which the signing Tomo continuing a foretaste of the Nutella.

Okay, okay. Benny still has his signature.

And the time comes the prince.

Arrival before him while he clings to a mussel neck constantly whispering 'thank you' and he very kindly returned the hug. With his chin resting on the shoulder of the young woman looks up at me (I have no illusions, it is only because I was the one behind) and I make an expression that means 'Ehhh it takes patience,' he smiles at me and raises his eyebrows ago the expression 'Well what can you do'.

The girl is dissected, when do I hand him the shirt of a chick Benny, treacherously puts the Flag of the table. Flag promptly signed.

Ok, I have to vent a little 'waiting while I feel that my legs are made of marble.

The table is free, but I did not decide to put that (quoting) fucking shirt on the table. He was not prepared, I have not done it on purpose just because he get up his eyes to see if there was someone. I was petrified and just a tad embarrassed. It seemed stupid to sign a shirt (but this has everything to do with my not-too-hidden presumption). So much so that he looks up, smiles and meows (giuro! meow!) A 'Hi' so stretched, rubbed, sensual and sweet (by adding even the beat of his occh0ini) that I wished that someone would be ashamed at the time for resumption throughout the life of myself that I must have had Boeotian expression on his face while the answer in my turn a 'Hi' without even knowing that most would say ... ... I decided to lengthen his shirt and he starts smiling I'm panegyric on what was beautiful

'To my daughter 'specific views, even if the size is there was absolutely no need and he looks at me and before you sign (or signed as I know ^ ^) says,' Ahhh Echelon a Baby, tell her I love her '

nod and if it failed to ask the mother if they fuck, I take my shirt, smile, smiles, I go ... ... ....

And now phase three: PHOTOS OR TO come out they will not leave?

While outside each talks about his experience just to people who lived in their turn are telling (with the result that everyone was talking and nobody listening ^ ^) in the throes of mass hysteria out the famous Merceds MPV.

Ah Ah ... uh ... sure. Remain in Milan, they have nothing to do until the next evening. Why get on the bus? The machine stops (I thought it was because the girls did not advance I've actually found that it was because Shannon was not in the car and waited for him). The prince began to check the roof and take the crowd into a frenzy with the camera mars tv. Elisa evaporates from me before my eyes, there was a moment the next moment disappeared ^ ^, and me and we look Barbie. In what has become a silent agreement we decide that the pain in the feet far exceeds the desire to see Jared again closely and there we are pretty good where we are.

We then learned that Shannon came out and stopped to take some photos but the security (Italian) almost forced him to go in the car well and quickly.

The question was. It 's a red herring? Back? Maybe yes, maybe no. But when you open the car door, each with a bit 'of salt realizes that no, do not add up. What you see are in fact three pairs of legs three feet long discovered only those belonging to the same number tizie whose hair strictly long and blond cover any other view.

Ehhhhhhhhhhhh think it's a tough screening ^ ^

at 12:40 and then the evening was declared unanimously on Mars (my Barbie and Ale) definitely ended.

But .... We are in Milan, the alarm in the morning before ten o'clock, not even one o'clock .... You do not want to go to bed right?

We go in the popular Mexican restaurant where we had lunch where an attentive waiter to serve us even before we announced that 'we close in ten minutes'.

Perfect! And we who are clever they swallow the beer and go out towards the center where you can continue the evening. Besides, if you're not the partying in Milan where they do?

The history of the taxi itself deserves a mention: I call the taxi, the chick gives me the letters, comes the taxi and it is not ours but a group of teenagers waiting. The taxi driver but for some reason tells us that one particular evening and there is no order of appearance 'uphill climb'.

We trust that we do?

So literally steal the taxi to those on hold and head (under guidance of the driver mad) at the Naviglio 'Ehhhh ensure that there is no life you will enjoy' promises. Us for the second time we trust, mistaken.

Suddenly while the guy runs at full speed on the streets of Milan to Monza we were not even playing my phone number ... ... in Milan! A number of Milan ????? And who calls me from Milan? Boh let '. Radiotaxi I was informed that our taxi was waiting in front of Alcatraz .... SDENG!

inconsistent start to stammer an apology as anyone in the wrong knowing to be (but never in the world I would have expected that these remind me!) until the chick annoyed me slamming the phone down!

Among the laughter we finally arrive at this blessed Naviglio whole life ... .. The guy I do not know why, we spring to at least two hundred meters, but ok, now my legs feel I can not even walk until the morning. We do all the shipping there and back (does anyone have the faintest idea how long it is?) And as a candid camera in the room we close the shutters in the face as you reach them ... ... one after another that seemed to be inside a domino.

Girls, signals must have the courage to grasp and accept. All said that the night was irretrievably over.

call another taxi (of course with another airline because the chick in the first or I sent a parcel bomb instead of a car) and after it I have to explain where we were giving indications on the operator signs I saw (I thought that saying 'the beginning of the Naviglio Viale Gorizia' but we had enough information to Milan, they are like computers: infallible, but only if you give them all the information otherwise leave the flashing message 'ERROR') finally safely reach the hotel. Alessia practically falls asleep on the counter that controls the doors identity card.

In the small room and sweet Alessia continues to sleep standing up but pretends to follow the chatter my Barbie and that just do not want it to sleep until it collapses.

Among some cigarettes smoked in secret at the window as they did in school and become incoherent chatter on Taxi, Jared, Shannon, Colin, Mojito, Nutella and Maciachini convince us that 3.30 is now time to close the day.

Leave the hotel in the morning at ten (after the six withdrew the barrel of the glass, creating a din that seemed to be shattered all the windows, at seven after a guy started talking on the phone who seemed to have in the room, after the eight is Alessia's cell phone rang but no one answered, after the nine is played and it was my daughter informed me that she does not like the yogurt with whole pieces of fruit and dad just had to go and buy the shake), I said, after all this leave the hotel no sooner had photographed the corridor leading to our room.

Destiny wants to be the same as that of 'The Kill'.

Yes, a hand of the prince of darkness has been seen until the end.

A nice experience, really. Loved the concert, nice to finally meet Jared, (and Shannon and Tomo), but let me tell you, great to meet other girls and Barbie. Do not forget this day and a half! How can we not forget the field until the two eyes of a color not normal, with embankments and slamming that 'Hiiiiiiiii' meow!

A bit of presumption in less by Jared during the concert and everything would was perfect.

But you know ... ... .. nobody is perfect, not even the Prince (though he has all the look ^ ^)

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Milan, June 14

Concert 30 seconds ......

At last the moment ...... and we are shitting in! (Aldo, Giovanni e Giacomo).

Well apparently arrived on the day that I waited for months and how I feel? That rather than going to Milan tomorrow would take the slap in the face (I know my dear Grimmy something that keeps me up for days by dint of text messages of encouragement and promised that his company alone will be a panacea).
And oh well such is life ....... my mood worthy of a donut when you open the oven halfway through cooking to the idea of the concert I hope tomorrow we will regain not just got off the train.
After the station will be immediately and can not imagine Barbie (actually imagine him very well ^ ^) the mutual dazed to talk about ..... who knows? Guess'. CoL puts caps because you hiss the ears that you seem to be on the tracks of Table
MESSAGE FOR BARBIE: I have a Barbie doll of benny model with long brown hair ... I do? The port, together with pins? ^ ^
In addition the board will meet many girls and I revived, my friend Luke for months and I do not see that's oxygen mask and my beloved Matthew is a year that I can not wait. And there
..... click the Mojito. My main mission in two days in Milan is to convince the sober Barbara Mojito to drink quite a difficult task .... but I think the right arguments ^______^)

We have yet to decide whether to immerse ourselves in the role true stalker of going outside the studios All Music or dedicated to the 'Milan to drink and to buy' until such time as we shall go to Alcatraz (strictly for the latter as the true vip ^ ^) and finally, the concert.
Oh well at the moment are rather weak idea but who knows tomorrow night could well be on Mars I .........
Certainly I will be in a room with Barbie to devise an 'alternative history that satisfies us and which we believe blindly'
To all ...... we will see you tomorrow in Milan! ^ ^