Well, I like this song also because, maybe you know, my Italy is having a lot of new arrivals of immigrants in these years. Not really a lot: much much much less than any other European country. But press, TV, and fucking borgeouises regard this as an "emergency", and racism is growing. It's such a shame: you know, my country had a lot of people looking for work in foreign countries in the XIX and XX century (some of you will probably have an Italian surname), but no one seems to remind how we were treated and how life was difficult. I won't speak much about the problems of immigrants: you all know, since probably all your countries have, or have had, a lot. But listen to this: there was an engineer, he came from Romania. He worked as a bricklayer here in Italy, obviously badly paid and illegal. He had to share a small flat with 7 fellow workers, paying a high rent to.... his own boss! He went complaining to the boss one day. The boss answered by wetting him with petrol and lightning him. You know, burns seldom kill instantly. He died after several days of conscious agony. But no one really cares. Many bricklayers, immigrants or not, work in illegal conditions. Immigrants can't vote. Racist Italians can. "Lefty" politicians are still chatting about making a CENTRELEFT coalition or CENTRE-LEFT coalition (I'm not joking. They're debating about writing CENTRE-LEFT or CENTRELEFT).

And a thing doesn't seem to work very well in economy: there are starving people and food to be left to rot.

And we still divide between immigrants and local workers instead of kicking the boss' asses together. Well, uniting and fighting together is a simple thing, but it seems hard to do.

(sorry for bad English).