Naturally, my Mother Land, my Italy, is not todays Italy. The Italy of leisure time, a little sly, vulgar of those Italians whose only goal in life is to retire before reaching 50 and whose only passions are foreign vacations and soccer games. The bad, stupid, cowardly Italy, of the little hyenas who in order to be able to shake hands with a Hollywood celebrity would sell their own daughters to a Beirut bordello and who when the kamikaze of Osama Bin Laden reduce thousands of New Yorkers into a mountain of ashes that looks like ground coffee, scornfully say it serves them right. -- Oriana Fallaci
A great defender of America culture and values who was so much hated by Muslims and the European intelligentsia will never undermine the profound effect her books had in the minds and hearts of her readers. Rest in eternal peace, Oriana.
Very good post, Victoria. I think you've got a little bit of her in you.