Αmputated spirits

Τελευταια γινεται πολυ "συζητηση" που αφορα τα υπουργεια των ταδε και των δεινα, που λες και πλασαρονται για...top models, για το απο που ψωνιζουν οι συμβιες των υπουργων, για τα γυμναστηρια και την εμφανιση τους, για τους τιτλους των σπουδων του καθενος, που ....ξεπερνανε το μποï τους, οποτε καπου το ολο σκηνικο που επαναλαμβανεται καθε φορα, μετα τις εκλογες, με ελαχιστες παραλλαγες, που αφορουν κυριως το lifestyle (oι πρωην ηταν μεγαλων κυβικων και δεν πατουσαν ουτε εξω απο...γυμναστηρια, ετουτοι ειναι ...μινιον και αντε να τους ξεκολλησεις απο τα μηχανηματα!) μου εφερε στο μυαλο μια ατακα απο αγαπημενη ταινια:

Pacino - No Prosthetic For An Amputated Spirit @ Yahoo! Video

Frank Slade: ''Out of order'', I show you ''out of order''. You don't know what ''out of order'' is, Mr. Trask. I'd show you, but I'm too old, I'm too tired, I'm too fuckin' blind. If I were the man I was five years ago, I'd take a FLAMETHROWER to this place! Out of order? Who the hell do you think you're talkin' to? I've been around, you know? There was a time I could see.

And I have seen. Boys like these, younger than these, their arms torn out, their legs ripped off.

But there isn't nothin' like the sight of an amputated spirit. There is no prosthetic for that.

You think you're merely sending this splendid foot soldier back home to Oregon with his tail between his legs, but I say you are... executin' his soul!’ And why? Because he's not a Baird man. Baird men, you hurt this boy, you're going to be Baird Bums, the lot of ya. And Harry, Jimmy, Trent, wherever you are out there, fuck you too...

(Αl Pacino, Scent of a woman)