Wednesday, October 31, 2007

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If you lose your AirPort Utility ...


Sometimes you lose the installation CD ' Airport and therefore could no longer install the Airport Utility 5. Even if Mom keeps us from Apple download the sunshine does not mean that it is forbidden to other routes.



1) Download the 'AirPort Base Station Update 2007-002 that this page is
2) Open the disk image saved on your desktop
3) Right click on files "AirportUtility.pkg" ; menu select "Show package contents".
4) Open the folder "Contents" and click "Archive.pax.gz.
5) will extract a file and a folder on your desktop. Open the folder "Archive".
6) Open "Applications" and then "Utilities" : Inside you will find the Airport Utility, to move between your Utilities.

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Friday, October 26, 2007

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revolution and ever eternal students celebrate the mourning a new degree

"The Bull " the call, the date of entering the tens of innocent children from Puglia and Abruzzo who came to stay after school for different years from us.
Science communication and entertainment "means the brochure.
At the good intentions, the warm embrace of the small town, the evenings spent at home or in any pub in the center. Then rivers alcohol, dinners and lunches that turn into endless drinks, skipped the first examination, the anger of parents, "but, fuck, they're a thousand miles away, and now my family is here." Groups solid, compact, all day in the house drinking, smoking, some movies, some CDs, sometimes absolutely nothing, then the spaghetti of five in the morning, chatting up talk, "fuck the community center is now paying € 2 to enter the "hey let me take another shot of cocaine" but where did you get? How much did you pay? "" What do you care, the father pays, he believes that we pay the rent "" Yes, but you can not stay forever here, the landlord will find out there "" Hey, quiet brother, I do not stress, take a sip beer toh you go ... you have prepared the strip? ".
And one fine day, after so many years, at least some hair and some more eye socket, also comes a degree, a beautiful 100-page thesis that your prof has not even read it, but who cares! Look there how happy dad, friends and relatives who came from outside the compliment, Joe is already drunk and will soon overtake the last night in the Great Bubble, then by tomorrow, who knows.
He had not thought of tomorrow, and today is my birthday, the big day has arrived and you do not think of anything else, last night with my people, my new family, at least until tomorrow. The party in the cellar, a glass quick to Mari, then a whiskey Giancarlo Ricci in Kindergarten, there are two graduation parties, and let you down everything to the last drop, until the last breath, and before someone gets hurt, before someone breaks a leg for yet another go at dawn ready rescue, sing along loudly Il Ballo di San Vito, dance until the morning, drunk.
Then tomorrow morning with a headache and shirt soup alcohol, calmly choose whether to spend the next years of our life in the quiet village home, to take the place of fathers in business without even knowing what it takes this blessed company, set up home and family, some buzz every now and then but not too much, some drugs every night. Or go to spew smog in Milan, the master paid for by dad, 24 000 € for two years and the rent payable to the whims, "then you just get a job eh? Are you a doctor now! "Work? Doctor? Words until recently did not even make sense to me, and now echoes in my head, heart, way down in the belly and stomach. It burns more than any hangover, but soon it will pass. A domesticated body, a pretty serious and well-paid job to ward off any desire, in short, a man at last in the list of difficult but very successful of any good family man.

(pic by galliot.com )

Tuesday, October 23, 2007

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18/09/2007 - In today

It 's like a clamp that grabs the heart. As soon as you exit the train, without even time to breathe. A look at the station, the same faces every day consumed.
M. port the bar, happy with his campari-and-wine. It 'just came out from work and that is his reward, his bowl to show the world and say' hey, I'm still here after all, still alive. "
few steps and anxiety that begins to mount, the legs are heavy, hand on heart, as should break out at any moment. How many times you tell your doctor of confidence: "Hey Emanuele, everything is ok, you're fit as a fiddle, if you want to do blood tests ..." "But I made a month ago ..." "So let it be, is just a little 'anxiety, the change of season, maybe a little' sports you might do well "
's so that yesterday I found myself in a swimming pool, surrounded by dozens of colorful headphones, eyes bloodshot from the chlorine that you look to see who you are. Because everyone knows everyone here, even if only by sight, and definitely ready to have some anecdotes about you, to tell the evening for dinner to break the silence, broken only by the usual cries of the announcer on duty on television.
There is also plenty to do in Macerata, "Ehhh, you pull a living," say all the umpteenth "How are you?" "How are you?" Which is repeated like a litany dozens of times throughout the day. The same very people who meet every day, and there is always a reason to stop talking. Was only common courtesy ol'imbarazzo necessarily having healthy, however, in having to share a mild thrill, knowing full well that no one can change the course of your day planned in detail since the night before, when the clothes have been washed and ironed selected and pulled out of the closet ready to be shown to the world to understand that you, after all, you're different from everyone else. To show some choices here has a meaning much higher, much deeper than any fashion show in Milan: it is not to show the uniqueness and beauty, as ephemeral and obvious, but groped to give body's own identity, in the most extreme possible. No matter how absurd the result will be, at most will be seen as a cry for help, a desperate attempt to gain acceptance from a society that has already accepted all trivially a priori, leaving you with no way to access and escape.

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G8 Genova - Prosecutors have finished the tirade with the request for a sentence of about 225 years in prison, a maximum of 16 years to a minimum of 6 years for the 25 demonstrators accused of devastation and looting.

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Monday, October 22, 2007

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hit rock bottom, start digging

"One million, not against Prodi. "So the headline Republic yesterday. Yes, in 2007, you can also a title like that. It's not just the level of subservience and partisanship reached by the top-selling newspaper in Italy, now seems a shame not more category applicable policy. All the papers say what they want, and the next day do the exact opposite, without any kind of consequence.
It is not only the thousands of people, insecure and exploited, homeless, and the limits of subsistence, who marched in Rome and have left (unfortunately) to exploit a naive manifestation false, empty of meaning and objectives, to save his ass party "left" of the party Democrat.
The main problem is another: until a few years ago, enough for a hundred thousand people protest against the measures decreed by the government to turn to the fall or at least lead to a crisis that must somehow be resolved with a "trauma" political the fall of Prime Minister or one or more Ministers, the abandonment of the contested measures, etc.. etc.
thing had happened a few years ago with the demonstration against the war, much better than that of last Saturday but failed cmq: thousands of people in the streets, some article in the paper and nothing more. Italian troops remained and remain where they are, and the war has now become the new infrastructure of imperial power, by bombs in Baghdad curfew Cofferati and co.
short demonstrations "mass" no longer produce any kind of crisis is a symptom of problems that really exist, of course, but end up being simply a demonstration of its existence. A fight with no effect, in a time when the dynamics of conflict are rather radical who know how to stop the continuous erosion of rights and to envisage new ones.
I do not put here to try to give solutions, but because there are several possible, all with experience in the field. A comment on certain important examples, however, is possible: where the demonstrations have expressed concrete paths and self (as in the case of challenges to Tav, Dal Molin, and here in the Marche to the Quadrilateral, movements which happen in the event of 20 have not joined), detached from political parties and politicians in office, with the production of awareness and resistance directly in the territories, the struggles have produced points of crisis and created a real problem to governments, and even product really viable alternatives in respect of land and community. Main

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Thursday, October 18, 2007

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Sabot

From dictionary of fashion :

is a socket with the wooden sole and leather upper, closed at the front, leaves fully discovered the heel. Similar to the sockets used in the Netherlands, but without the tip raised. In France, the 700 were popular among revolutionaries. Throughout the 800 and 900 are still in early brought by the children of farmers, at least until the first communion. In the film
Olmi The Tree of Wooden Clogs (1978) lyrical emblem are the stories of a number of farming families in the Lower Bergamo. After nearly a century, changing social class that adopts them as the new status symbol. In the late 60s, in full youth protest, are worn with ease by young people and hippies from all over the world, even in big cities and in the winter with colorful wool socks. From

dictionary of "us troublemakers global justice"

The term sabot was originally from the Turkish word Sabata, which indicated a shoe Persian. The term entered the English as zapata (today zapato - shoe from which the Italian flat bread) in French as sabots (base). By a curious coincidence of history, the etymology of this word has come to intertwine with the great movements of opposition and social rebellion. In Mexico, as the etymology of mutual Zapata term and ends with the transfer in the name of a vast revolutionary movement: the Zapatistas . In France in the late 18th and early 19th century the sabots worn by French workers are thrown in the gears of machinery used in factories to block and stop the production: sabot will thus coined the term sabotage.

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Wednesday, October 17, 2007

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body without organs

I have always been wary of blogs. I have often avoided, was (and still am) in the infinite self-lora something incredibly narcissistic, sometimes in an ill-concealed masochism describe to others in the worst way, or the opposite. In any case, a sort of escape from the body and actually trying to split himself into a new world or cleanse. In the real world there are more spaces, there is an outside, there are no more frontiers to conquer, you might as well try a second life. "Second Life" it is precisely the image, the symbol of this flight forced the network, and of course losing illusory. But I must say that many times I had to change his mind, There are spaces that can really keep a grip on reality, indeed to become a sort of extension of his body. The rhetoric of the cyborg in this case makes sense. Certainly not to create imaginary avatar in second life, but in the variegated world of blogs, there are excellent examples of reconquest of the real and sometimes even a push for change. To be clear, nothing to do with the propaganda of the media towards the use of blogs by politicians, and politicians of crickets and the like. In fact, the opposite: there are those who managed to turn a totally empty space in half of discussion, description, criticism of reality, the relations of production, the relationship between city and individual, between the real and virtual. "I grow where they told everyone that does not grow a dick," said the Otr. I like to imagine that the bloggers: farmers' post-modern post-modern have embodied all the contradictions, the ability to think and live in a world full of change and try to give a description, but both nihilism and suffering toward what we do not understand, and to use a fine-grained control that is now part of the dynamics of society. Hence the temptation to lapse into an exaggerated individualism, self, away from the body to nowhere or reject any possibility of a "big" story.
The intentions of this blog are of course others, but not always, especially the network, match intentions with results.
This blog is a canny Go probationary term, the more precarious than ever. Three months to understand how these places, through and leave them in the event, or make pleasant traveling companions.

(pic by insecondlife.wordpress.com )

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

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Canny Go! A good start

"go canny", or "go easy", dialect of Scots which the workers called the first forms of sabotage in the factories.
In the '70s it was "working slow", now I do not know how to decline the idea and the desire to break away for even a moment from the routine of work, when our dreams become excellent material for the next marketing campaign for the company we work, where to get a 5% discount on the "Mr. Clean" show our ID card which will provide valuable information for the positioning of goods for sale and to build models of "consumer-type". They call us
precarious, but produce value even when we sleep, even when writing on a blog, without any payment (in a country like Italy then, only with the one in Greece do not have any kind of subsidy discoccupazione).
Yet, recognizing this limitation, the lack of an "outside" the dynamics of production, putting their lives at work, there is all the wealth and the possibility of a new passage, the possibility if you do not need to break away from the arrogance and subordination to the rules of a market that no longer works, to share their projects, their ideas, their own lives. There are small but important examples, from a position of strength Radiohead are one, but grew from below the autonomous initiatives of re-appropriation of common goods and their time, a new way of building networks of resistance to work.
Canny Go! then is the answer to those who ask us sweat and blood for his own gain, with the blackmail had no alternative, falsehoods told by a cultural system that puts the work in the foreground as complacency and implementation of his life ("Italy is a republic founded by work", but .....) vaffff
Canny Go! you stop and think about themselves and the world, not being forced to submit and accept any type of employment to finally be something or someone (who then, if not ourselves?)
canny Go! is for me, cut 10 minutes of time to try to write about their lives, understand their meaning, try different lines at a time of profound change in ourselves and the world. Get out of here, a city that stifles, and I hate that I love to madness, but now needs to be dropped a bit '.

(pic by gigiomc )

Thursday, October 11, 2007

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Throughout the morning of October 10 I did nothing but listen to new albums by Radiohead and the bitter, one after another, almost as if it were a rosary. Pearl after pearl, filling dozens of boxes of books in a dilapidated warehouse in the center of Macerata. A former manger for horses where time seems to stand to the years of Gutenberg and the first printing with the smell of paper books that gets right into the body, like the cool humidity of summer makes it the ideal retreat.

The music comes straight from the computer screen, the only element of a technological environment, otherwise pre-modern. The chimes of the clock tower from the nearby square mingle with the sounds of "in rainbows "between boxes and bows, while Thom Yorke's voice fills the large warehouse space, he takes the flight over the thoughts that today speak of" everything I need, " of everything I do now stay here instead of counting the copies of "Fishing in the mid-Adriatic" to send to some kind of library in northern Italy.

This weekend there is also to avoid another fight, the outings seem to come on purpose to get back to reality, the last months of 2007 which does not yet know how to pass, but at least they have already found their soundtrack ideal. And beyond any personal problem, this is always a good start.