Sunday, February 27, 2011
Broken Capillaries On Body
stupid reason which I do not know who writes on this blog has always believed that in life what you choose to be, to become, would necessarily be driven by a passion base.
If a child dreams of being a lifeguard had to be because, basically, had a passion for the sea, then you'd be happy to be there and, also, to save people, or better, if you wanted to do in life was to be a mechanic because you had passion for engines, for that diamond, because the cough is kept up, to repay that roar or just because, think about it, you would have loved the fact of being immersed in the English keys, with hands greased with olive oil and fat or however you would have seen happy with the blue overalls spotted from the cylinders blazing.
writer thought so, then suddenly heard the following question and answer:
poisonous Interviewer: "President, you know that only 20% of people in this country are graduates, and none of them the vote?"
President: "I just take the remaining 80%"
Translation staff?
Who cares who I vote, it's important that people do it enough to finish in that chair. Politics to me is like the market, a beautiful cake, people like slices. Why focus on those distant if I have a spoon that takes me four times as much with half the effort? Answer
welcome?
President: "I am aware of and hope to find the right arguments to bring them closer to me in the best possible way"
Translation staff?
My will is to be the leader of a country because I believe in the spirit, growth and ideas that I have to bring people to the only goal which should ensure a modern state: happiness, social and individual. This is my challenge.
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