Giovanni Xotta 🍉
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@giovX3
Emergency Medicine Physician, in the mountains of Northern Italy (per il resto, le vélo toujours le vélo)
Conte ospite d'onore alla manifestazione "europeista" di Più Europa. Non ho mai pensato che l'infiltrazione di Tabacci in Più Europa - le tessere comprate, i pullman di iscritti ignari come misura "democratica" del consenso interno – fosse stato un incidente. Semmai una sottovalutata malattia autoimmune, di quelle in cui gli anticorpi non lavorano contro l'agente patogeno, ma a suo favore. Questo spettacolo ignobile, servile e parassitario verso il campione de "Dalla Russia, con amore", per procurare alle prossime elezioni uno o due seggi sicuri nel Campo Cargo per i due deputati uscenti (Magi e Della Vedova), o per qualcun altro, aggrava la diagnosi. Tabacci non era una malattia, era proprio un karma. Parce sepulto.
A healthy woman in her early 60s presented with 4 hours of substernal chest pain and diaphoresis. The initial electrocardiogram was read as showing no diagnostic abnormalities, and she was referred for outpatient evaluation. 📄Read the full case report: bit.ly/4qFw8Zj
Hello, this is Yanis Varoufakis with a piece of news that would have been hilarious if it weren’t so scary. This morning, two policemen appeared on my doorstep to serve a summons ordering me to the police headquarters to be interrogated by the Greek DEA, our drug busting police department. Not as a witness, expert or not, but as the accused. Accused of what? Shortly after New Year’s, I appeared on a podcast organised by young people to answer their questions on everything that concerns Gen Z today: social media, the meaning of life, their job prospects, what I call technofeudalism etc. At some point, they asked me if I had ever used drugs. Determined not to do a Bill Clinton (remember the laughable “I didn’t inhale”?), I said I had. Apart from pot, I told them, I had one experience of taking ecstasy in Sydney 36 years ago. It was pleasant, I danced for 16 hours effortlessly but then, I added, it gave me a migraine for a week – and so I never used again. That was my introduction to making the point that, however pleasant drug taking may seem, there is a price to pay. And that the ultimate price is dependence, addiction – “the end of liberty”, I said emphatically. Do you see where this is going? Yes, the Greek police have opened an investigation of me under the charge of... aiding and abetting the narco-mafia. [Do me a favour folks: Please don’t tell Trump, OK?] Seriously now, at a time of war, genocide, stupendous exploitation and so on, my little trouble with the inane Greek police is neither here nor there. But it is important. Here, in Europe, many people still live under the illusion that we have liberty, rationality and freedom. We don’t. Dark forces are at work, pushing us into a postmodern version of the Dark Ages. So, beware, people! They are out to take away the last remnants of autonomy and freedom we have left. Resistance is, literally, existence.
