O oday it rained all day Sunday in late July humidity and banner res home after an intense weekend of shopping, Yankees Stadium, dinners MacDonald and breakfast bagel s cream yogurt. And it rains again like the English, New Yorkers can only speak of time in this strange little hot and clammy summer. Luckily the weather held long day in the annual picnic at Human Rights Watch, in the countryside of the nearby Connecticut, very green, many sandwich and a lot of volleyball (and many bruises). The team-building works!
And fortunately held up during the Yankees game, Juventus baseballiana overseas, in the opening match of the new Yankee Stadium, a few blocks from the start of the Bronx. The Musafir Has not been able to appreciate the subtleties of a Yankees victory spread over three hours of game against the Oaklands, bored well a little bit, but the sight of the stadium, the social event and its many fine details more or less trash eye of Italian misfit, certainly worth three hours of waiting. However, baseball remains the most popular and incomprehensibly boring sport in this part dell'occiden
you. And yet, Saturday: Chinatown, Little Italy, Soho, Noho, Nolita, and Greenwich Village - across the historic Lower Manhattan, after all. A jam tourism, chinoiserie, fricchettoneria and contemporary art but incredibly expensive vintage , and finally a falafel in the courtyard during a game of afrobasket women.
Understandably, today is the day spent at home, even he puts his hand on the book for the exam in September, but very timidly and with some diffidence: Burrow is the official beginning of August, or Monday, as the diets.
Human Rights Watch: The last week has intensified considerably, I was not given a little research on all material available on the Italic misdeeds in Libya, subject of course migrant detention camps, expulsions, treaties of friendship, for sale weapons (Finmeccanica) and other crap. At the end when a report on freedom of information, conflict of interest, corruption, beds and the like Putin? I will ask around if there is something in the project.
This and other similar projects to make up the thirty-fourth stage plan: I'm focusing mainly on Yemen, Iraq and Libya, but the chances of development there. A lot, a lot of research on the Internet, very little 'office activities'. That's how it works: you decide what interests you most and your work is focused on that. The nice thing is that there is a feeling of being useful, even essential for some aspects (as in the Libya-Italy project on which I try to material in Italian). The intern is fully inserted into the system. It is the lowest rung, but it serves, has a well-defined role, and has a responsibility. This is called giving the opportunity to learn something. And you are in an organization where, again, the feeling is that you do something real, concrete and specific complaints are made on a breach of this or that right, you pressure lobbying, and you get results. And people believe, is serious and incredibly competent.
It is appropriate to say: what a shame to leave after only two months. For many other reasons, I am happy to be back in Italy - projects, thoughts, life. But take this seems really important. Not to find work here, is not so obvious. To learn some truth. You like. A road, a path. I really hope that we will offer an opportunity to come back in this world.
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