<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608</id><updated>2011-06-19T17:15:36.428+01:00</updated><category term='Genio'/><category term='PowerPoint'/><category term='machine/us'/><title type='text'>uomini E macchine</title><subtitle type='html'>Matrimonio? Dico? Amicizia? Rivalità? Timore? Entusiasmo? Mille volti di una relazione complicata...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>57</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-4496157095422459195</id><published>2009-04-16T20:22:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2009-04-16T20:32:06.696+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Geni della comunicazione</title><content type='html'>Leggo sull'etichetta di una nota acqua minerale...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TITOLO: il Buon Consiglio (maiuscole reboanti)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Per il tuo benessere è indispensabile mantenere una corretta idratazione, quindi bere in modo regolare durante tutto l'arco della giornata.&lt;br /&gt;Vuoi sapere quanti bicchieri d'acqua al giorno dovresti bere?&lt;br /&gt;Scoprilo su&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;www.bevi8bicchieri.it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;BUahahahAHAHHHAHAAUAHAAAHA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;HAHHAHA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E non è finita! Sul sito della stessa acqua, c'è anche un divertentissimo gioco. Divertentissimo.&lt;br /&gt;Si chiama "Adotta un bevitore".&lt;br /&gt;Vi regalo delle foto del divertentissimo gioco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SeeFwBdQXtI/AAAAAAAAARE/hb9vPDJbnbo/s1600-h/genio1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SeeFwBdQXtI/AAAAAAAAARE/hb9vPDJbnbo/s400/genio1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325372144460259026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adotta un manager e fallo bere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SeeG3ksXBoI/AAAAAAAAARc/L9LMP5s1WIY/s1600-h/genio2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SeeG3ksXBoI/AAAAAAAAARc/L9LMP5s1WIY/s400/genio2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325373373689562754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adotta una madre apprensiva e donna seducente. E falla bere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SeeG_TvlkOI/AAAAAAAAARk/8vU5G0BZbrQ/s1600-h/genio3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SeeG_TvlkOI/AAAAAAAAARk/8vU5G0BZbrQ/s400/genio3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325373506578649314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adotta pure il marmocchio, va'. E sai cosa? Fallo bere.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-4496157095422459195?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/4496157095422459195/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=4496157095422459195' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4496157095422459195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4496157095422459195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2009/04/geni-della-comunicazione.html' title='Geni della comunicazione'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SeeFwBdQXtI/AAAAAAAAARE/hb9vPDJbnbo/s72-c/genio1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-5181682546487974439</id><published>2008-06-27T17:16:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-28T17:01:00.961+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La salvezza delle donne</title><content type='html'>Domande:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Le donne sono imbecilli?&lt;br /&gt;2) Sono alla frutta?&lt;br /&gt;3) Disperate?&lt;br /&gt;4) Gli uomini non si lavano?&lt;br /&gt;5) Sono ancora al secondo?&lt;br /&gt;6) Obnubilati?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SGUFGw2pJ9I/AAAAAAAAALw/fruP45P4HkA/s1600-h/salvezza.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5216581357130033106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SGUFGw2pJ9I/AAAAAAAAALw/fruP45P4HkA/s400/salvezza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U S S I G N U U U U U R....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-5181682546487974439?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/5181682546487974439/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=5181682546487974439' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5181682546487974439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5181682546487974439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-salvezza-delle-donne.html' title='La salvezza delle donne'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SGUFGw2pJ9I/AAAAAAAAALw/fruP45P4HkA/s72-c/salvezza.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-8201623691609861140</id><published>2008-06-22T17:43:00.015+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-22T18:39:45.832+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La salvezza del mondo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leggo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;su Wikipedia Italia:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La bellezza è una qualità delle cose percepite che suscitano sensazioni piacevoli, che attribuiamo a concetti, oggetti, animali o persone nell'universo osservato, che si sente istantaneamente durante l'esperienza, che si sviluppa spontaneamente e tende a collegarsi ad un contenuto emozionale positivo, in seguito ad un rapido paragone effettuato consciamente od inconsciamente, con un canone di riferimento interiore che può essere innato oppure acquisito per istruzione o per consuetudine sociale.&lt;br /&gt;Nel suo senso più profondo, la bellezza genera un senso di riflessione benevola sul significato della propria esistenza dentro il mondo naturale."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;su Wikipedia Uk:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beauty is a characteristic of a person, place, object or idea that provides a perceptual experience of pleasure, meaning or satisfaction. Beauty is studied as part of aesthetics, sociology, social psychology and culture. As a cultural creation, beauty has been extremely commercialized.&lt;br /&gt;The subjective experience of "beauty" often involves the interpretation of some entity as being in balance and harmony with nature, which may lead to feelings of attraction and emotional well-being. "Beauty is in the eye of the beholder" is a common phrase that expresses this concept.&lt;br /&gt;In its most profound sense, beauty may engender a salient experience of positive reflection about the meaning of one's own existence. An "object of beauty" is anything that reveals or resonates with personal meaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;su Wikipedia España:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La belleza es un concepto / cualidad abstracta y subjetiva (lo que para unos es bello para otros puede no serlo) presente en la mente de los seres humanos que produce un placer intenso, y proviene de manifestaciones sensoriales o ideales. Podría definirse como:&lt;br /&gt;El esplendor de la forma a través de la materia, las ideas o de las sensaciones. La percepción sensorial cognitiva que estimula un patrón aprendido de armonía al percibir una entidad física que nos produce una sensación de placer; puede ser auditiva(escuchar una pieza musical o una voz agradable asociada a una persona querida); o bien, visual (ver un(a) modelo de armoniosa figura o un paisaje cuyos componentes nos dan serenidad, grandeza, solemnidad y agrado). Los otros sentidos como el tacto, el gusto y el olfato no tienen tanta relación con este aprendizaje. En su sentido más profundo, la belleza puede engendrar una experiencia emanada una reflexión positiva sobre el significado de la propia existencia de alguien. "Un objeto bello" es algo que revela el significado personal. Enseñanzas religiosas y morales a menudo enfocan la divinidad y la virtud de la belleza, y afirman la belleza natural como un aspecto de espiritualidad y verdad....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;su Wikipedia France:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le beau ou la beauté est une notion abstraite liée à de nombreux aspects de l'existence humaine. Le beau est communément défini comme la caractéristique d'une chose qui au travers d'une expérience sensorielle (perception) procure une sensation de plaisir ou un sentiment de satisfaction ; en ce sens, la beauté provient par exemple de manifestations telles que la forme, l'aspect visuel, le mouvement, le son, la saveur, l'odeur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;su Wikipedia Portugal:&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beleza é uma percepção individual caracterizada normalmente pelo que é agradável aos sentidos. Esta percepção depende do contexto e do universo cognitivo do indivíduo que a observa. Através da história da humanidade a relação com a beleza tem sido frequentemente religiosa ou mística e transcendente, logo a beleza foi considerada muitas vezes como "aquilo que se aproxima da Divindade".&lt;br /&gt;Também podemos considerar que beleza é, uma unidade dentro da variedade, unidade essa que deve ser harmônica da paz. A palavra beleza era utilizada originalmente para denominar exatidão, precisão; eventualmente a palavra adquiriu o significado de simetria. Beleza é aquilo que vemos e que podemos interpretar de modos diferentes.&lt;br /&gt;É difícil se expressar em palavras o que é o "belo". Mas pode-se afirmar que a beleza é um conjunto de elementos que resultam naquilo que se considera belo. Uma das expressões utilizadas antigamente para definir a beleza feminina: "eram mulheres agradáveis aos olhos" ou "são mulheres formosas a vista".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Leggo&lt;/strong&gt; le varie descrizioni, cerco le differenze, noto focus diversi...affascinanti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poi, &lt;strong&gt;guardo&lt;/strong&gt; questo video&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;e &lt;strong&gt;mi basta&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/EjAoBKagWQA&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/EjAoBKagWQA&amp;hl=it&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;PS: tks to my favourite Proggemenager...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-8201623691609861140?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/8201623691609861140/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=8201623691609861140' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8201623691609861140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8201623691609861140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2008/06/la-salvezza-del-mondo.html' title='La salvezza del mondo'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-141957267481020997</id><published>2008-06-19T21:51:00.006+02:00</published><updated>2008-06-19T22:43:39.560+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Benchmarking</title><content type='html'>Stavolta riemergo per parlare di &lt;em&gt;macchine&lt;/em&gt;. Di auto.&lt;br /&gt;Di &lt;em&gt;uomini&lt;/em&gt; che raccontano tre auto.&lt;br /&gt;Tre spot a confronto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/27EsclrDWB8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/27EsclrDWB8&amp;hl=it&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi chiedo: ma come si fa? Non riuscirei ad apprezzarlo nemmeno sapendo che American Gigolò ha devoluto il suo cachet alla causa.&lt;br /&gt;Indelicato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/x97wLq8-Src&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/x97wLq8-Src&amp;hl=it&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi richiedo: ma come si fa? Con tutti i giovani che fanno gare su strade pubbliche, con tutti quelli che si spalmano senza sosta: "è bello farsi inseguire"?&lt;br /&gt;Idiota&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZsniCFUZyg&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rZsniCFUZyg&amp;hl=it&amp;rel=0&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="349"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi sollevo. Esiste ancora la creatività.&lt;br /&gt;Inarrivabile.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-141957267481020997?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/141957267481020997/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=141957267481020997' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/141957267481020997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/141957267481020997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2008/06/benchmarking.html' title='Benchmarking'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-2761879732419575116</id><published>2008-04-26T10:28:00.005+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-26T10:59:42.793+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Evoluzione e involuzione</title><content type='html'>Passato.&lt;br /&gt;Presente.&lt;br /&gt;Evoluzione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passato.&lt;br /&gt;Presente.&lt;br /&gt;Involuzione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passato.&lt;br /&gt;Presente.&lt;br /&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/S7kqO_DOsN8&amp;amp;hl=it&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/S7kqO_DOsN8&amp;hl=it&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKUKQ7QqOHw&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;amp;color2=0x6b8ab6"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BKUKQ7QqOHw&amp;hl=en&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x2b405b&amp;color2=0x6b8ab6" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Abbiamo davvero bisogno di tutto questo?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-2761879732419575116?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-6258055604672170203</id><published>2008-04-16T00:03:00.004+02:00</published><updated>2008-04-16T00:59:27.321+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Leggenda</title><content type='html'>Mentre si dibatte sui dibattiti dei dibattiti elettorali, rieccomi.&lt;br /&gt;Un mese dopo.&lt;br /&gt;Burlona.&lt;br /&gt;Vi regalo una perla dal film "Io sono leggenda".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SAUnRPK1haI/AAAAAAAAALo/kY097HQvkj4/s1600-h/leggenda.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189597322697606562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SAUnRPK1haI/AAAAAAAAALo/kY097HQvkj4/s400/leggenda.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il protagonista è molto triste (morta la moglie, morta la figlia), molto sfigato (morti tutti gli altri), molto preciso (è un cervellone che fa gli esperimenti sui mostri cattivi, lui), molto solo (epperforza, son tutti morti), molto poco a bolla (parla col cane -e questo ci starebbe anche-, parla con i manichini di un negozio -e qui già peggiora-, ci prova con una manichina - e qui, non ci siamo proprio).&lt;br /&gt;Ogni sua giornata "ole-òò" segue il sole.&lt;br /&gt;Così, la nostra leggenda che fa gli esperimenti difficilissimi sui mostri cattivi ma deve anche essere in forma come Will Smith, mette la sveglietta (uff..), si alza, fa "tirati su, tirati su" sulla barra in salotto, fa la sua brava corsetta sul tapis roulant insieme al cane (che ha il suo rullo personale...ussignùùr), si fa la doccia (non si vede, ma si spera) e infine...si veste...con i vestiti puliti pronti sul letto (dalla sera prima, I guess).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le scarpe zozze...sono sopra i vestiti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un genio.&lt;br /&gt;Una leggenda, appunto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-6258055604672170203?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/6258055604672170203/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=6258055604672170203' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6258055604672170203'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6258055604672170203'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2008/04/leggenda.html' title='Leggenda'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/SAUnRPK1haI/AAAAAAAAALo/kY097HQvkj4/s72-c/leggenda.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-5267408217193672001</id><published>2008-03-16T15:00:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-03-16T15:04:21.095+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Present perfect</title><content type='html'>Riemergo.&lt;br /&gt;Come non si dovrebbe fare nei blog.&lt;br /&gt;Sparisci per 3 giorni e al quarto la rete dichiara il decesso?&lt;br /&gt;Echissenefrega.&lt;br /&gt;Sono la reincarnazione 2.0 di me stessa.&lt;br /&gt;Inizio nel passato, continuo nel presente. Riassemblata.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detto questo, anche la nuova me trova molto discutibile il video sottostante.&lt;br /&gt;Trattasi di spot con ambientazione futuristica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGdSKiHvr50&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OGdSKiHvr50&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mentre Pistorius fa le sue sacrosante battaglie, vogliamo evitare di utilizzare immagini uomomacchina come queste?&lt;br /&gt;Lui ha protesi artificiali "da puma" perchè non ha più gli arti con cui era nato.&lt;br /&gt;Lo facciamo diventare una moda, ora?&lt;br /&gt;Per vendere scarpette?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Until then? Cos'è, un futuro auspicabile?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;A me sembra davvero, davvero di cattivo gusto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-5267408217193672001?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/5267408217193672001/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=5267408217193672001' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5267408217193672001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5267408217193672001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2008/03/present-perfect.html' title='Present perfect'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-6869653527672284818</id><published>2007-12-09T20:45:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T21:39:24.351+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Omaggio al genio</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LGJiTpBBD18&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LGJiTpBBD18&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-6869653527672284818?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/6869653527672284818/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=6869653527672284818' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6869653527672284818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6869653527672284818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/12/omaggio-al-genio.html' title='Omaggio al genio'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-7317292920937866940</id><published>2007-12-06T18:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-06T18:59:50.602+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tecnologia vs Fantasia</title><content type='html'>Parlando di chitarre...surprise!&lt;br /&gt;La Gibson ha realizzato la prima &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gibson.com/robotguitar/it/index.html"&gt;CHITARRA ROBOT.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una bellissima Les Paul che si accorda da sola.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/R1gwPjzoL1I/AAAAAAAAALg/j9gN9fJDdN4/s1600-h/rob.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5140912018511376210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/R1gwPjzoL1I/AAAAAAAAALg/j9gN9fJDdN4/s400/rob.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funziona così:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjmwcXSq7Ok&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vjmwcXSq7Ok&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora, in tema chitarre/robotica/umani fantasiosi, lasciatemi unire il sacro al profano e mostrarvi  cosa sono riusciti ad inventarsi.&lt;br /&gt;Ladies and gentlemen, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.airguitarworldchampionships.com/home"&gt;Air Guitar World Championships 2007&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Guardate quanta gente c'è ad assistere!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/THBiP7E4MXc&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/THBiP7E4MXc&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xd6d6d6&amp;color2=0xf0f0f0&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non ne capisco il senso. Qualcuno me lo spiega?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-7317292920937866940?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/7317292920937866940/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=7317292920937866940' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/7317292920937866940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/7317292920937866940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/12/tecnologia-vs-fantasia.html' title='Tecnologia vs Fantasia'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/R1gwPjzoL1I/AAAAAAAAALg/j9gN9fJDdN4/s72-c/rob.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-4107418674004462308</id><published>2007-12-03T19:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T21:38:42.851+01:00</updated><title type='text'>I vantaggi del piegarsi</title><content type='html'>Ormai la moda del ripiegarsi su se stessi per meglio adattarsi allo spazio non riguarda più solo passeggini, esseri umani, tavoli, sedie, bici, stendibiancheria, occhiali, kayak, coltelli, ecc.&lt;br /&gt;C'è una novità. Da apprensiva innamorata della mia rossa Les Paul, rendo omaggio a questo guizzo di genio salvamanico:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139818640096898866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://www.devillain.com/img/centerfold/PH_070302_1447.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo è il risultato.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/R1ROlTzoL0I/AAAAAAAAALY/ag73DdefvRo/s1600-R/XK3V1538_l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5139819477615521602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/R1ROlTzoL0I/AAAAAAAAALY/k9c8ZbGUvDE/s400/XK3V1538_l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trovate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.devillain.com/start/#centerfold_overview"&gt;qui &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tutte le info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E visto che si parla di musica e di genio (prima o poi aprirò una parentesi sull'esclusivamente umano tema del genio e del talento), devo ringraziare pubblicamente due amici:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filippo&lt;/strong&gt; "the voice" (and much, much more) e &lt;strong&gt;Stefano&lt;/strong&gt; "beautiful brain" (and Prince of Serendip).&lt;br /&gt;Grazie per aver condiviso con me il vostro inebriante talento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E grazie anche al mio privato super eroe &lt;strong&gt;Darliong&lt;/strong&gt; per il suo genio e la sua costante presenza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;¡Hasta la próxima!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-4107418674004462308?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/4107418674004462308/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=4107418674004462308' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4107418674004462308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4107418674004462308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-vantaggi-del-piegarsi.html' title='I vantaggi del piegarsi'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/R1ROlTzoL0I/AAAAAAAAALY/k9c8ZbGUvDE/s72-c/XK3V1538_l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-1256330157180738933</id><published>2007-12-02T16:02:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T16:13:54.730+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Forgive him, Father...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;He's a robot from the future!&lt;br /&gt;Non ci arriva. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spassoso.&lt;br /&gt;Thou shalt not...miss this video:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qnq7N6X4x84&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Qnq7N6X4x84&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x5d1719&amp;color2=0xcd311b&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;What!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-1256330157180738933?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/1256330157180738933/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=1256330157180738933' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/1256330157180738933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/1256330157180738933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/12/forgive-him-father.html' title='Forgive him, Father...'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-5976502343195648289</id><published>2007-12-01T20:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T20:36:06.039+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bimbi moderni, genitori deficienti</title><content type='html'>Torno in argomento.&lt;br /&gt;Devo.&lt;br /&gt;Dopo il bimbo andriode, eccovi un bimbo -vero- trasformato in una macchina.&lt;br /&gt;Lascio che parli il video.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a-ekJ8UCF0Y&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a-ekJ8UCF0Y&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ma come diavolo si fa?&lt;br /&gt;Chiudo in bellezza consigliandovi la visione anche di questo video: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.video.mediaset.it/video.html?sito=iene&amp;amp;data=2007/04/16&amp;amp;id=2845&amp;amp;categoria=puntata&amp;amp;from=iene"&gt;Enrico Lucci a "Bimbi in fiera"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un bel "no comment"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-5976502343195648289?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/5976502343195648289/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=5976502343195648289' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5976502343195648289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5976502343195648289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/12/bimbi-moderni-genitori-deficienti.html' title='Bimbi moderni, genitori deficienti'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-3516004448750650052</id><published>2007-11-30T16:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:13:40.305+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Loro e noi</title><content type='html'>Nonostante il periodo speechless, rieccomi a stupirmi del presente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo me l'ero perso: un androide a fascicoli! Geniacci novaresi!&lt;br /&gt;"Capace di competere con i robot più avanzati, &lt;a href="http://www.i-droid01.com/frontend/contenuti.asp?CAT_ID=37"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I-Droid 01&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; è il primo androide basato sugli schemi dell'intelligenza neurale in grado di vedere, sentire, parlare e seguire i tuoi comandi."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/R1AtCt7KJxI/AAAAAAAAALA/sHm63iJeGuk/s1600-R/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138656699540449042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/R1AtCt7KJxI/AAAAAAAAALA/F-WmJS_OMTI/s400/1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/R1AtL97KJyI/AAAAAAAAALI/pVTgHtn76T0/s1600-R/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5138656858454239010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/R1AtL97KJyI/AAAAAAAAALI/emSmGEe3RXs/s400/2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Leggo sul sito che il simpatico amico tuttatecnologia:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ragiona,&lt;/strong&gt; ovvero "elabora le informazioni e svolge ragionamenti complessi grazie al potente microprocessone [...]"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;vede,&lt;/strong&gt; ovvero "analizza le immagini provenienti dalla sua telecamera [...] e riconosce gli oggetti e gli esseri umani"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sente&lt;/strong&gt;, ovvero "comprende ed esegue comandi vocali grazie anche a un sofisticato sistema di riconoscimento del timbro della voce"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;parla&lt;/strong&gt;, ovvero "parla in italiano attraverso uno speaker posizionato sulla pancia"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si muove&lt;/strong&gt;, ovvero "è dotato di un motore elettrico che aziona le due ruote anteriori indipendenti. Muove la testa e le braccia ed è dotato di un arto prensile grazie al quale può afferrare e trasportare gli oggetti&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si emoziona&lt;/strong&gt;, ovvero " [...] esprime in vari modi i propri 'stati emotivi' ed evolve nel tempo la propria 'personalità'"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;si connette&lt;/strong&gt;, ovvero "invia via bluetooth [...] al computer o al cellulare [...]"&lt;br /&gt;è&lt;strong&gt; programmabile&lt;/strong&gt;, ovvero "può essere programmato anche da utenti non esperti per combinare diverse funzioni e avere schemi di comportamento complessi"&lt;br /&gt;è &lt;strong&gt;espandibile&lt;/strong&gt;, ovvero " è dotato di breadboard per ingressi e uscite general purpose addizionali".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco. Nientedimeno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E ancora, la novità di quest'anno: RoboZak!&lt;br /&gt;Un robot bipede (!) umanoide! A fascicoli!&lt;br /&gt;Ecco lo spot. Chiarissimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-9ADjYZS6Wc&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-9ADjYZS6Wc&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leggo sul &lt;a href="http://robozak.deagostini.it/frontend/default.asp"&gt;portale del prodotto &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Robot atleta, guerriero, transformer, facilissimo da programmare, RoboZak è un sogno che diventa realtà&lt;br /&gt;Un robot bipede umanoide, in grado di muoversi con agilità e di interagire con l’ambiente, proprio come i robot sperimentali più avanzati. Con le sue incredibili capacità, RoboZak stabilisce una nuova frontiera della robotica, trasformando in realtà quello che fino a ieri era solo un sogno. Progettato e realizzato dalla multinazionale Hitec (una società coreana nota per la sua produzione di qualità nell’ambito dell’elettronica per modellismo), RoboZak è in grado di replicare con precisione sorprendente i principali movimenti umani: cammina, corre, danza, esegue complessi esercizi ginnici. Non solo: grazie al potente apparato muscolare costituito da sofisticati servomotori digitali, RoboZak diventa anche un lottatore di wrestling e un acrobata.&lt;br /&gt;[...] Ideale per i principianti, che seguendo le chiare istruzioni passo passo contenute nei fascicoli lo potranno assemblare usando solo un cacciavite, RoboZak è perfetto anche per gli appassionati ed esperti di robotica, desiderosi di esplorare con questo sorprendente umanoide nuove frontiere della tecnologia."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Mi verrebbe voglia di mandare un bel "grazie" alla DeA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Più si diffonderà la "conoscenza" della robotica, più noi umani distratti forse ci ricorderemo quanto ciascuno di noi sia un vero, inimitabile capolavoro. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Guardatevi una mano. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;E, visto che ci siete, domandatevi come fate a stare in piedi senza sbattere il naso per terra.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Diamo -sempre- un sacco di cose per scontate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;Per chiudere, un filmato eloquente in tema con: fascicoli, amicizia, bisogni, fai da te e altro...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WD0nneSZD1g&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WD0nneSZD1g&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In tema di amicizia, oggi è il compleanno di Silvia.&lt;br /&gt;Chissà se usi internet, dove sei...&lt;br /&gt;Buon compleanno, dindi.&lt;div 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noi'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/R1AtCt7KJxI/AAAAAAAAALA/F-WmJS_OMTI/s72-c/1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-677962724952113751</id><published>2007-11-02T17:19:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-11-02T18:11:45.056+01:00</updated><title type='text'>David</title><content type='html'>Ricorderete l'inquietante piccolo Mecha di A.I.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RytYTmysmEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/LYhSTrFgzoQ/s1600-h/AI.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128289694545385538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RytYTmysmEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/LYhSTrFgzoQ/s400/AI.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Bene, l'amico creatore del &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/easy-to-forget-hes-not-human.html"target="blank"&gt;Geminoid &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;ci ha nuovamente infilato lo zampino ed ecco il risultato.&lt;br /&gt;Il servizio è leggermente complicato da comprendere ma tra un"cin cio" e l'altro si dice che il piccolo mostriciattolo apprende...&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh, allora!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iaRAf1PLRjo&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iaRAf1PLRjo&amp;color1=0x006699&amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-677962724952113751?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/677962724952113751/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=677962724952113751' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/677962724952113751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/677962724952113751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/11/david.html' title='David'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RytYTmysmEI/AAAAAAAAAK4/LYhSTrFgzoQ/s72-c/AI.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-360437591533791274</id><published>2007-10-24T18:42:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-24T18:45:14.376+02:00</updated><title type='text'>No comment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rx92Z27tzVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qvmzKrqX7JA/s1600-h/F1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124945087585701202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rx92Z27tzVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qvmzKrqX7JA/s400/F1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-360437591533791274?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/360437591533791274/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=360437591533791274' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/360437591533791274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/360437591533791274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/10/no-comment.html' title='No comment'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rx92Z27tzVI/AAAAAAAAAKk/qvmzKrqX7JA/s72-c/F1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-8907772739995498076</id><published>2007-10-17T19:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:09:35.154+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La mezcla perfecta</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Uomini di ieri&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxZhrm7tzOI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NtStMgnb2DI/s1600-h/pozzopict.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122389027993799906" style="CURSOR: hand" height="207" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxZhrm7tzOI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NtStMgnb2DI/s400/pozzopict.gif" width="159" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxZhym7tzPI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/TSrwrQBPhPs/s1600-h/vivaldi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122389148252884210" style="WIDTH: 154px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 206px" height="362" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxZhym7tzPI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/TSrwrQBPhPs/s400/vivaldi.jpg" width="279" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;ndrea Pozzo e Antonio Vivaldi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;__________________________________________&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Macchine e uomini di oggi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxZjD27tzRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/gbt9A_1sR7U/s1600-h/macchine.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122390544117255442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxZjD27tzRI/AAAAAAAAAKI/gbt9A_1sR7U/s400/macchine.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxZnUG7tzUI/AAAAAAAAAKc/tzL5lbGn-gs/s1600-h/macchine_00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122395221336640834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxZnUG7tzUI/AAAAAAAAAKc/tzL5lbGn-gs/s400/macchine_00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;Insieme&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Un risultato mozzafiato.&lt;br /&gt;Elevante. In ogni senso.&lt;br /&gt;Tecnologia impastata al genio umano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxZkL27tzTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SvO9__rt-z4/s1600-h/genio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122391781067836722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxZkL27tzTI/AAAAAAAAAKU/SvO9__rt-z4/s400/genio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Questo è solo uno screenshot.&lt;br /&gt;La magia, la trovate &lt;a href="http://haltadefinizione.deagostini.it/"target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Dopo l'intro, cliccate su "click here to visit 9.9 Gpixel web page"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Vi consiglio di girare l'immagine (in basso a dx) così da avere la stessa prospettiva dell'ingresso in chiesa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Per chi vorrà cercarlo, poi, vi segnalo un disperso &lt;a href="http://it.answers.yahoo.com/question/index?qid=20070319121616AANDOQO"target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;palloncino ad elio&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-8907772739995498076?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/8907772739995498076/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=8907772739995498076' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8907772739995498076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8907772739995498076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/10/uomini-macchine-uomini.html' title='La mezcla perfecta'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxZhrm7tzOI/AAAAAAAAAJw/NtStMgnb2DI/s72-c/pozzopict.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-6343217583962196954</id><published>2007-10-15T19:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T12:33:39.458+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uomini, macchine e...conseguenze</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxOjqW7tzNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6PCrSQzcqkI/s1600-h/anonimi.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121617149356264658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxOjqW7tzNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6PCrSQzcqkI/s400/anonimi.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Esistiamo solo se qualcuno ci cerca?&lt;br /&gt;Umberto Galimberti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I nuovi mezzi di comunicazione che velocizzano il tempo e riducono lo spazio forse non provocano nuove patologie, ma certamente amplificano quelle che uno già possiede, le evidenziano, le rendono pubbliche, le mostrano a tutti. Se fossimo buoni osservatori di noi stessi, forse, per conoscerci, potremmo risparmiarci le sedute psicanalitiche e prestare attenzione all'uso che facciamo di Internet, della posta elettronica, del telefonino, che sono grandi rivelatori del rapporto che abbiamo con la realtà e con gli altri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;L'intolleranza della distanza.&lt;br /&gt;Da un punto di vista psicologico i nuovi mezzi di comunicazione sono dei regolatori e dei moderatori della separazione, determinata non solo dalla lontananza fisica, ma soprattutto da quella più intollerabile di natura sentimentale che nasce dai vissuti di mancanza e di perdita del contatto con l'altro. È un sentimento questo che abbiamo provato più volte da bambini quando la mamma si assentava.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;La possibilità che il telefonino o la posta elettronica ci offrono di superare questa distanza e sopperire a questa assenza, dice quanto le sindromi infantili sono presenti e attive in noi, e quanto, incapaci di superarle, le tamponiamo con il mezzo tecnico.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Ma chi è un uomo che non sa tollerare la distanza e l'assenza, che non sa stare solo con sé, che traduce subito la solitudine in un vissuto d'abbandono, quando non addirittura in una perdita di identità? "Pur avendo il telefonino e Internet sempre accesi non mi chiama e non mi scrive nessuno, quindi sono nessuno".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;I sentimenti non hanno mediazioni razionali, il loro modo di procedere è da corto circuito. Le conclusioni arrivano presto. E allora mettiamoci noi a telefonare, a chattare, a scrivere mail, non perché abbiamo davvero qualcosa da dire, ma per soddisfare un bisogno di sicurezza incrinato, da ricostruire con contatti continui, per non dire compulsivi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;Non tolleriamo la distanza, non sopportiamo l'assenza, viviamo come dono degli altri, come loro concessione, in uno stato di dipendenza parziale o totale, che la dice lunga sul nostro stato infantile e sulla nostra mancanza di autonomia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;[...] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renzo Arbore (rivisto):&lt;br /&gt;Meditiamo, gente. Meditiamo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-6343217583962196954?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/6343217583962196954/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=6343217583962196954' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6343217583962196954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6343217583962196954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/10/uomini-macchine-econseguenze.html' title='Uomini, macchine e...conseguenze'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxOjqW7tzNI/AAAAAAAAAJo/6PCrSQzcqkI/s72-c/anonimi.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-1457844445071184034</id><published>2007-10-14T18:22:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T19:50:17.440+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Donne e macchine</title><content type='html'>Ma è possibile che non si riesca a fare un passo avanti oltre i luoghi comuni?&lt;br /&gt;Se mio marito comprasse questa macchina, chiederei il divorzio.&lt;br /&gt;Poi la comprerei io.&lt;br /&gt;Solo per ballarci dentro la musichina di supercar mentre la sfido a parcheggiare negli spazi più improbabili.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxJDKW7tzLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YaTqydPW6EQ/s1600-h/shame.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121229571507473586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxJDKW7tzLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YaTqydPW6EQ/s400/shame.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tra parentesi, quel parcheggio lo saprebbe fare anche la mia anziana nonnina che mai prese la patente.&lt;br /&gt;Che caduta di stile, macchinadelpopolo!&lt;br /&gt;Se fossi un uomo -moderno- mi sentirei offeso da tanta superficialità.&lt;br /&gt;Visto che sono una donna -moderna- rilancio con ironia e mi domando se la colpa non sia anche un po' nostra...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="353" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TNF20kxaZLQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TNF20kxaZLQ&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="353"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un po', non di più.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-1457844445071184034?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/1457844445071184034/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=1457844445071184034' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/1457844445071184034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/1457844445071184034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/10/donne-e-macchine.html' title='Donne e macchine'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxJDKW7tzLI/AAAAAAAAAJY/YaTqydPW6EQ/s72-c/shame.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-7975788906263713093</id><published>2007-10-14T17:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T17:57:20.726+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Italian penning</title><content type='html'>Parlando di estro e cibo, come non regalarvi questa foto? &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxI5MW7tzKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/iycc9T7Qr-M/s1600-h/sempre.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121218610750934178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxI5MW7tzKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/iycc9T7Qr-M/s400/sempre.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Solo noi... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;E parlando di traduzioni...a chi diavolo può essere venuto in mente una messaggio simile?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxI3k27tzJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/hWBlXTIAd2I/s1600-h/occhio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121216832634473618" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxI3k27tzJI/AAAAAAAAAJI/hWBlXTIAd2I/s400/occhio.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In prosa: in caso di nebbia...incrociamo le dita sperando non ci siano stranieri nei paraggi...&lt;br /&gt;Umani italiani.&lt;br /&gt;Siamo davvero unici.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-7975788906263713093?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/7975788906263713093/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=7975788906263713093' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/7975788906263713093'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/7975788906263713093'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/10/italian-penning.html' title='Italian penning'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxI5MW7tzKI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/iycc9T7Qr-M/s72-c/sempre.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-3852048393683928390</id><published>2007-10-14T16:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T17:28:45.047+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinistro estro austriaco</title><content type='html'>Giorni estivi in una ridente montagnosa località austriaca.&lt;br /&gt;Assieme alla linguista, interprete, traduttrice e suonata-adorata amica Rufio, andiamo a cena in un locale di locale fama.&lt;br /&gt;Da brave italiane arriviamo alle 20.50.&lt;br /&gt;Ci concedono di cenare facendo in fretta, visto che alle 9 la cucina chiude e, con lei, anche la loro tolleranza dei clienti in sala. Paese che vai...&lt;br /&gt;Scenetta banale: giunge sorridente cameriera agghindata come solo i locali potrebbero. Adoro gli usi e costumi "altri" e la giovane è pura performance scenica.&lt;br /&gt;Porge i menù.&lt;br /&gt;Chi avrebbe mai pensato di rischiare episodi asmatici per le risate?&lt;br /&gt;Eccomi a proporvi alcune voci-puro-delirio che fanno pensare a intenzionale azione per attirare clienti. Nel caso, sarebbe l'operazione di marketing più geniale mai pensata.&lt;br /&gt;Ecco alcune voci dalla pagina delle specialità e la presentazione dei dolci:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FATTE I CLASSICI DELLA TRATTORIA – PROVATO DA LUNGO, E SEMPRE D’ATTUALITÀ IMMENSA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gli aletti di pollo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali piccantissime&lt;br /&gt;Sei ali veramente e davvero molto piccantini (quasi corrosivo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali dolci-acide&lt;br /&gt;Questa versione orientale estremo di nostre aletto –un pó piccante ma in compenso anche un pó dolce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ali impanate&lt;br /&gt;Le ali classiche che svolazzano sotto il cielo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FATTE I DOLCI – VALGONO UN PECCATO – CI CREDA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxIvWm7tzHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zq1MgMy4PLI/s1600-h/MANIFESTO.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5121207791728315506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxIvWm7tzHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zq1MgMy4PLI/s400/MANIFESTO.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-3852048393683928390?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/3852048393683928390/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=3852048393683928390' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3852048393683928390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3852048393683928390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/10/sinistro-estro-austriaco.html' title='Sinistro estro austriaco'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RxIvWm7tzHI/AAAAAAAAAI4/zq1MgMy4PLI/s72-c/MANIFESTO.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-4654782115075711907</id><published>2007-07-28T18:48:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T19:00:36.424+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Piccoli mostri crescono</title><content type='html'>Senza bisogno di alcun commento...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rqtz4ntrvjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/B2oeDi6WcQg/s1600-h/piccoli_mostri.jpg" target="blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092291220242939442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rqtz4ntrvjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/B2oeDi6WcQg/s400/piccoli_mostri.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-4654782115075711907?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/4654782115075711907/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=4654782115075711907' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4654782115075711907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4654782115075711907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/07/piccoli-mostri-crescono.html' title='Piccoli mostri crescono'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rqtz4ntrvjI/AAAAAAAAAIw/B2oeDi6WcQg/s72-c/piccoli_mostri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-2686502048548611824</id><published>2007-07-23T23:12:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-31T21:41:53.795+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Internet-relazioni-identità-menzogna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RqUaRHtrviI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EXBeGRgKi7Q/s1600-h/freedom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090503835242970658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RqUaRHtrviI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EXBeGRgKi7Q/s400/freedom.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Relazione uomo-donna. Relazione donna-uomo. CMC e derivata libertà di fingersi diversi.&lt;br /&gt;Si narra però che, ormai, il popolo mediato abbia mangiato la foglia della sola dietro l'angolo e che la webcam sia diventata una sorta di videocitofono per aprire il portone.&lt;br /&gt;Sarà vero?&lt;br /&gt;Non sono molto convinta che agli esseri umani piaccia il gioco a carte scoperte. Siamo più di questo. Mentire, inventarsi, contruirsi, smontarsi, ricostruirsi fa parte del gioco che ci rende diversi dall'animale più evoluto o dalla macchina più sofisticata.&lt;br /&gt;E poi, se fosse vera questa fame di immediato svelamento, Second life non crescerebbe come sta facendo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In tema, un pensiero di Paul Géraldy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Seduciamo usando le menzogne, e pretendiamo che ci amino per quello che siamo".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Siamo decisamente esseri meravigliosamente contorti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In tema di bugie, animali e logica del vivente: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.swif.uniba.it/lei/rassegna//010527c.htm"&gt;leggete questo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-2686502048548611824?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/2686502048548611824/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=2686502048548611824' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2686502048548611824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2686502048548611824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/07/internet-relazioni-identit-menzogna.html' title='Internet-relazioni-identità-menzogna'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RqUaRHtrviI/AAAAAAAAAIo/EXBeGRgKi7Q/s72-c/freedom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-7036328663529325779</id><published>2007-07-08T18:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T21:08:00.084+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genio'/><title type='text'>Internet, la conoscenza e l'amore</title><content type='html'>Il mio maestro Stefano -Principe di Serendip- mi ha regalato un'altra perla di follia. E non solo.&lt;br /&gt;Mi ha donato anche una meravigliosa idea per suicidarmi durante una lezione dal contenuto molto simile al succitato regalo: posizione assisa, sedia da ufficio con sedile regolabile, massima altezza, schiena ricurva in avanti, tavolo perpendicolare alla faccia, gambe all'indietro, azione secca e decisa sulla leva e...TUTUN!! Commozione cerebrale e possibile uscita di scena.&lt;br /&gt;Geniale.&lt;br /&gt;È certo: prima o poi diventerà qualcheduno (!).&lt;br /&gt;L'Andy Riley dei discenti?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comunque, in attesa che ciò avvenga, ecco il dono delirante:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;La conoscenza tramite Internet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Internet è simile a una rete enorme: lanciate essa nel mare d’informazione, si possono tirare fuori quello che vuoi – i mobili, video, foto, prodotti e perfino amore! Ma importa sapere, come pesce vuoi prendere, percio bisogno di prendere la rete buona, collocare nel posto utile, scegliere un’esca e quando il pesce nuota, non spavento e tarpare in tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Predisporsi al risultato chiaro – la meta della cosa. Di solito chi cerca trova. Percio bisogno di fissure, ci e perche cerciamo. Percio importa elancare: che cosa è notevole e che cosa è inaccettabile.&lt;br /&gt;Sono molte varianti della ricerca: collocare un questionario in site della conoscenza, cosi rispondere altri o fare l’uno e l’altro.&lt;br /&gt;Un questionario deve essere breve e ricco di idée. Descrivete a pregi, passioni, interessi. La foto deve essere qualitativa, grande, nuova e vicina all’ originale.&lt;br /&gt;Elencare tratti di carattere, quali non prendete. Alcuni donne scrivono: “Sposato non disturbi”. Questo risparmia tempo.&lt;br /&gt;Se scrivete qualcuno, non spedite una lettera stereotipato. Segnalate qualcosa voi piacete nel questionario della persona, scrivete, perche volete frequentare. Non scriversi molto lungo – questo puo transformarsi nella storia virtuale. Cominciate a agire risolutamente.&lt;br /&gt;Non vendete il vostro numero telefonico a chiunque capiti. È meglio a comprare un altro telefonino eventualmente contatti sono molesti.&lt;br /&gt;Prima del incontro telefonate perche è importa sentire la voce dell’ interlocutore, valutare il proprio vocabolario eccetera.&lt;br /&gt;Mettere rapporti virtuali in rapporti reali è un momento fine. In questo caso non ci sono dele piccolezze. Dove vedersi, che cosa infilare, di che cosa parlare sono questioni importante.&lt;br /&gt;Infilate conformemente al posto, dove andate. I vestiti devono essere nonche belli ma comodi che voi state sicuro.&lt;br /&gt;Per la prima volta è importa sapere se piace una persona o no. Se piace chiarire se voi piacete. Invitate il interlocutore da qualche parte e esaminate la reazione. Se voi non piacete il interlocutore, dicete onestamente.&lt;br /&gt;Non disperate se non è il resultato positivo. Un miracolo succede se credete. Non è un miracolo quando prendete un pesce d’oro, chi un bel giorno dice: “ Ti amo”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bellissimo! Traduzione da manuale! Lezione di vita! Geniale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E visto che siamo in tema, come non rendere omaggio al genio di Mr. Riley?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RpFbGxmNEFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/25We3pTUIAI/s1600-h/andy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084945626228920402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RpFbGxmNEFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/25We3pTUIAI/s400/andy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-7036328663529325779?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/7036328663529325779/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=7036328663529325779' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/7036328663529325779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/7036328663529325779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/07/il-web-semantico-e-lamore.html' title='Internet, la conoscenza e l&apos;amore'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RpFbGxmNEFI/AAAAAAAAAIg/25We3pTUIAI/s72-c/andy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-5763631331065778703</id><published>2007-06-26T18:59:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T17:15:35.840+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Donne, uomini e macchine</title><content type='html'>Donne e motori, bla, bla, bla.&lt;br /&gt;Donne e divisa, bla, bla, bla.&lt;br /&gt;Non sono mestieri da femminucce, bla, bla, bla.&lt;br /&gt;Non si dice(va) così?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi propongo due strani casi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caso 1&lt;br /&gt;Gli autisti dichiarati da Trambus sono 6663. Di questi, le donne sono 168. Riuscite a vedere la percentuale? Bene.&lt;br /&gt;Allora: si può sapere perchè l'azienda pubblicizza i propri servizi con la faccia sorridente di unA autista? Di una donna... ?&lt;br /&gt;Sul sito si legge:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I conducenti di linea sono circa 6700, con un incremento percentuale costante del personale femminile, che oggi guida ogni tipo di vettura: un'ulteriore prova di modello imprenditoriale moderno, che conferma Trambus come una delle società di trasporto pubblico all'altezza degli standard europei.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guidano ogni tipo di vettura!! Wow! Incredibile! Che sia per questo che si sono meritate la faccia sul poster?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caso 2&lt;br /&gt;Noto da giorni un bel mercedessone nuovo di trinca che mi puzza di rubato. Prendo la targa. Mi butto in rete. Trovo la denuncia con tanto di riferimento alla stazione dei carabinieri presso cui è stata presentata. Cerco il numero per chiamare i cavalieri con la carabina. Arrivo sul loro sito e...sorpresa...Mi trovo lei: Bina!&lt;br /&gt;Una donna!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RoF7Zqj4srI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2MTmOXvVi4E/s1600-h/carabiniera.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080477535502381746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RoF7Zqj4srI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2MTmOXvVi4E/s400/carabiniera.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Perchè virtuale, è meglio una donna...&lt;br /&gt;E fa le faccine amabili, pure. Cara...Bina!&lt;br /&gt;Bina, però, non è solo amabile. E' anche furba. Le ho fatto tre volte una richiesta e tre volte mi ha piantato il computer.&lt;br /&gt;Grande, Bina! Rivolta! Credo sia un chiaro segnale della sua insofferenza: la vita vera, vuole! First life vs second life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'è qualcosa che non torna, o sbaglio?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-5763631331065778703?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/5763631331065778703/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=5763631331065778703' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5763631331065778703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5763631331065778703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/donne-uomini-e-macchine.html' title='Donne, uomini e macchine'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RoF7Zqj4srI/AAAAAAAAAIY/2MTmOXvVi4E/s72-c/carabiniera.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-240763365338813665</id><published>2007-06-24T21:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-25T00:13:04.246+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Piccoli umani moderni</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Credo sia innegabile che l'avvento (o sopravvento?) delle moderne tecnologie abbia determinato la perdita di alcuni piaceri, ormai démodé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due fra molti:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&gt; il gusto del perdere preziosi secondi a decidere quale fosse l'inquadratura migliore, (quella che desse almeno l'idea di un ipotetico gusto o di un velato genio artistico), il saporitissimo gusto dell'attesa che passava dal pigiare un bottone per fermare un momento -due occhi, un albero, la felicità degli amici- al momento in cui un umano ti consegnava la busta con cristalli di passato. Il gusto di aprire la busta -prima di tutti- e godersi uno dopo l'altro lucidi o opachi 10x15 cm di ricordi. 36 micromomenti di pura goduria. 36 differenti smorfie sul viso davanti a umili capolavori, palesi obbrobri e nulla o tutto pieni di privato senso. Almeno due giri prima di concedere ad altri lo stesso piacere, rivivendolo accompagnato da una velata ansia nell'attesa dei commenti. Gusto riservato a pochi affezionati, ormai.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rn7Hzaj4slI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AZLYaI-bwMk/s1600-h/past.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079717115837592146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rn7Hzaj4slI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AZLYaI-bwMk/s320/past.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rn7IEKj4smI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_vbIGNwJT4A/s1600-h/present.jpg "target="blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079717403600400994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rn7IEKj4smI/AAAAAAAAAHw/_vbIGNwJT4A/s320/present.jpg" border="0"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cliccate sulla foto per vedere i dettagli...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;2&gt; il gusto di attendere l'uscita dell'album di un gruppo o di un cantante (in vinile o in cd? anche questa forbice...che parentesi meriterebbe!), comprarselo con la somma di svariate micropaghette o primi lavori malpagati, divorarselo la prima sacra volta, riascoltarlo ancora e ancora, ciancicando il libretto ancora e ancora per capire cosa diavolo volessero dire quelle astruse frasi in quell'astrusa lingua straniera fish&amp;chips e chi fossero le persone nei credits. Gusto di pochi, ormai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rn7j4aj4snI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XlaKcRMppjc/s1600-h/past_00.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079747988062515826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rn7j4aj4snI/AAAAAAAAAH4/XlaKcRMppjc/s320/past_00.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rn7k36j4spI/AAAAAAAAAII/zRSHsaF3WA0/s1600-h/present00.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079749078984209042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rn7k36j4spI/AAAAAAAAAII/zRSHsaF3WA0/s320/present00.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="justify"&gt;I piccoli umani moderni gusteranno sempre meno le attese, porelli.&lt;br /&gt;E...se è vero che la differenza tra l'adulto e il bambino consiste nel saper dare un senso all'attesa, forse avremo sempre più adultibambini...&lt;br /&gt;Tutto. Subito. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rn7G5Kj4skI/AAAAAAAAAHg/LoK9_unya4w/s1600-h/9mesi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079716115110212162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rn7G5Kj4skI/AAAAAAAAAHg/LoK9_unya4w/s320/9mesi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Appunto. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-240763365338813665?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/240763365338813665/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=240763365338813665' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/240763365338813665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/240763365338813665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/piccoli-umani-moderni.html' title='Piccoli umani moderni'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rn7Hzaj4slI/AAAAAAAAAHo/AZLYaI-bwMk/s72-c/past.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-7918262392245827511</id><published>2007-06-19T20:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T21:22:32.149+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Storico</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RngspKj4shI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qR4fkVRoM0g/s1600-h/gotmouse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077857665581363730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RngspKj4shI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qR4fkVRoM0g/s400/gotmouse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vi ripropongo un testo che ormai è entrato nella storia...ma che sembra cascare a fagiolo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Come sapete il mouse dei computer si chiama in francese «souris», in spagnolo «raton», in tedesco «maus» e solo noi, invece di chiamarlo «topo», lo chiamiamo «mouse».&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gli americani della IBM non lo sapevano e hanno tradotto un po' troppo letteralmente un loro manuale di istruzioni distribuito in tutte le filiali del mondo, tra cui quella italiana...Il seguente è un memorandum, realmente distribuito agli impiegati di tutte le filiali statunitensi IBM (nelle intenzioni di chi lo ha scritto è assolutamente serio, la traduzione è stata fatta dagli americani per gli impiegati della IBM Italia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;"Le palle dei topi sono da oggi disponibili come parti di ricambio. Se il vostro topo ha difficoltà a funzionare correttamente, o funziona a scatti, é possibile che esso abbia bisogno di una palla di ricambio. A causa della delicata natura della procedura di sostituzione delle palle, è sempre consigliabile che essa sia eseguita da personale esperto.&lt;br /&gt;Prima di procedere, determinate di che tipo di palle ha bisogno il vostro topo. Per fare ciò basta esaminare la sua parte inferiore. Le palle dei topi americani sono normalmente più grandi e più dure di quelle dei topi d'oltreoceano. La procedura di rimozione di una palla varia a seconda della marca del topo. La protezione delle palle dei topi d'oltreoceano può essere semplicemente fatta saltare via con un fermacarte, mentre sulla protezione delle palle dei topi americani deve essere prima esercitata una torsione in senso orario o antiorario. Normalmente le palle dei topi non si caricano di elettricità statica, ma è comunque meglio trattarle con cautela, così da evitare scariche impreviste. Una volta effettuata la sostituzione il topo può essere utilizzato immediatamente.Si raccomanda al personale esperto di portare costantemente con se un paio di palle di riserva, così da garantire sempre la massima soddisfazione dei clienti.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Nel caso in cui le palle di ricambio scarseggino, è possibile inviarne richiesta alla distribuzione centrale utilizzando i seguenti codici:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PIN 33F8462 - Palle per topi americani&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;PIN 33F8461 - Palle per topi stranieri"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-7918262392245827511?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/7918262392245827511/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=7918262392245827511' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/7918262392245827511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/7918262392245827511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/storico.html' title='Storico'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RngspKj4shI/AAAAAAAAAHI/qR4fkVRoM0g/s72-c/gotmouse.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-2843438562776427960</id><published>2007-06-18T19:16:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T17:17:13.900+02:00</updated><title type='text'>The power of knowledge</title><content type='html'>Il grande Stefano mi segnala questo capolavoro di traduzione.&lt;br /&gt;Di certo, il caso è controverso.&lt;br /&gt;Difficile credere che sia totalmente opera di una "macchina".&lt;br /&gt;Resta tuttavia impossibile credere che sia opera di un lucido umano.&lt;br /&gt;Potremmo aprire un dibattito sul citato aggettivo ma resterei sul macro sondaggio: uomo o macchina?&lt;br /&gt;A voi la scelta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;What is the Metaplan method? Description&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;This technique from Wolfgang and Eberhard Schnelle can be used as a facilitation method for groups and as a communication model, in which opinions are developed, a common understanding is built and objectives, recommendations and action plans are formulated to focus on a problem and its possible solutions. "Moderators" (a kind of facilitators) administer the groups and ensure that good communication, cooperation and high levels of understanding are achieved. Their objective is to provide the group with the right sort of communication tools at the right moment. In this way the group can get successfully and efficiently to the bottom of the matter.By systematically breaking up larger problems into its smaller constituent parts, and by breaking larger groups into smaller ones, the involvement of all participants is maximized. The plenary group sets the task and reviews the results. Sub-groups (20-25 people) focus on the sub-tasks and collect the ideas. Mini-groups (4-6 people) actually work on the issues contained within each subtask.On top of that, certain communication tools are used, including:&lt;br /&gt;Certain physical items (standard oval, cloud-shaped and rectangular cards of various colors).&lt;br /&gt;Felt tipped pens.&lt;br /&gt;Display boards, etc.&lt;br /&gt;A series of standard presentation get-togethers.&lt;br /&gt;Rules that produce clear and legible display.&lt;br /&gt;Rules that provide effective communication, voting, etc. in groups. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Che cosa è il metodo di Metaplan? Descrizione&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Questa tecnica da Wolfgang e da Eberhard Schnelle può essere usata come metodo di facilitazione per i gruppi e mentre un modello di comunicazione, in cui le opinioni sono sviluppate, una comprensione comune è sviluppato ed obiettivi, le raccomandazioni ed i piani d'azione sono formulati per focalizzare su un problema e sulle relative soluzioni possibili. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;“I moderatori„ (un genere di assistenti) amministrano i gruppi e si accertano che la buona comunicazione, la cooperazione ed i livelli elevati di comprensione siano realizzati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Il loro obiettivo è fornire al gruppo la giusta specie degli strumenti di comunicazione al giusto momento. In questo modo il gruppo può ottenere con successo ed efficientemente alla parte inferiore della materia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Sistematicamente rompendosi sui più grandi problemi nelle relative più piccole parti costituenti e rompendo i più grandi gruppi in quei più piccoli, la partecipazione di tutti i partecipanti è elevata. Il gruppo plenario regola l'operazione e rivede i risultati. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;I sottogruppi (20-25 genti) focalizzano sui compiti secondari e raccolgono le idee. lavoro dei Mini-gruppi (4-6 genti) realmente sulle emissioni contenute all'interno di ogni compito secondario.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;In cima al quel, determinati strumenti di comunicazione sono utilizzati, includenti:&lt;br /&gt;Determinate schede rettangolare fisiche degli articoli (ovale standard, nube-a forma di e di vari colori).&lt;br /&gt;Penne capovolte feltro.&lt;br /&gt;Bordi dell'esposizione, ecc.&lt;br /&gt;Una serie di riunioni standard di presentazione.&lt;br /&gt;Regole che producono chiaramente ed esposizione leggibile.&lt;br /&gt;Regole che forniscono la comunicazione, il voto, ecc. efficaci nei gruppi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il mistero s'infittisce leggendo le traduzioni in &lt;a href="http://www.12manage.com/methods_schnelle_metaplan_es.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spagnolo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.12manage.com/methods_schnelle_metaplan_fr.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;francese&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;In un'ipotetica barzelletta sul potere della conoscenza, l'italiano farebbe una bella figura da pirla...s&lt;em&gt;istematicamente rompendosi sui più grandi problemi...&lt;/em&gt;mentre l'inglese, lo spagnolo e il francese fanno grandi cose grazie al metaplan...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ratataplan!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-2843438562776427960?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/2843438562776427960/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=2843438562776427960' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2843438562776427960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2843438562776427960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/power-of-knowledge.html' title='The power of knowledge'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-4701900939210840426</id><published>2007-06-18T18:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-18T19:13:36.294+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='machine/us'/><title type='text'>Future friendly</title><content type='html'>Ma guarda...&lt;br /&gt;Ma guarda...&lt;br /&gt;Ma guarda...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3eDb0LEDAk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-3eDb0LEDAk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E...son soddisfazioni...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-4701900939210840426?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/4701900939210840426/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=4701900939210840426' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4701900939210840426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4701900939210840426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/future-friendly.html' title='Future friendly'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-3863883138347166570</id><published>2007-06-16T15:28:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T17:28:40.563+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My little tony</title><content type='html'>Nei vari girovagheggi, mi sono imbattuta in questo essere mitologico, frutto di un brundlemoschiano esperimento con audace groviglio del dna dello storico Mini Pony e di Tony Blair.&lt;br /&gt;Bella, l'immagine di Tony che, in procinto di teletrasportarsi da GWB, per paura del "viaggio" decide di portare con sè il suo amato minipony rosa.&lt;br /&gt;Ebbene, questo è il risultato: my little tony.&lt;br /&gt;Anche questo amichetto si presta a domande burlone ma, a differenza di Anna, sfodera il vero plumbeo humor inglese con risposte niente male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gli ho chiesto della sua relazione con GWB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ecco la risposta:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnPrDaj4sdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/6EKOmW7g9jg/s1600-h/mylittletony.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnPr6aj4sfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uqFvzGPQ__o/s1600-h/MLT.JPG"target="blank"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076660593771459058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnPr6aj4sfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uqFvzGPQ__o/s400/MLT.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnPrh6j4seI/AAAAAAAAAGs/lzGnLnP4cv0/s1600-h/MLT.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;Geniale.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-3863883138347166570?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/3863883138347166570/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=3863883138347166570' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3863883138347166570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3863883138347166570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-little-tony.html' title='My little tony'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnPr6aj4sfI/AAAAAAAAAG0/uqFvzGPQ__o/s72-c/MLT.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-4650326629151304859</id><published>2007-06-15T20:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-16T15:16:11.322+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Anna e i suoi amici</title><content type='html'>Sembra che una delle nuove frontiere di internet e dei servizi di customer care sia l'utilizzo degli HDA (human digital assistant), amabili omini e donnine digitali tridimensionali che dovebbero accompagnare gli utenti nella loro navigazione.&lt;br /&gt;Mentre Telecom lancia l'amichetta che, con voce robotica, dovrebbe aiutare gli abbonati a capire la bolletta (?), IKEA ed altri utilizzano già da tempo bidimensionali assistenti sempre pronti a rispondere ai più disparati quesiti.&lt;br /&gt;Esiste un manciata di simpatici internettari burloni che passano allegri momenti facendo loro le domande più improbabili e riproponendo i dialoghi deliranti in vari blog.&lt;br /&gt;Le aziende, consapevoli, hanno ben addestrato (?) gli amichetti virtuali che, infatti, utilizzando le migliori tecniche di dribbling da linea amica &amp; co, tentano di rimettere in riga i burloni .&lt;br /&gt;Come non tuffarmi in questo strano universo, con tutte le scarpe?&lt;br /&gt;Ho sperimentato vari servizi, accanendomi però sul magico e planetario mondo IKEA, spingendomi fino al setaccio delle diverse versioni del suo noto assistente, sperando di trovare Anna velata nelle versioni per il medio oriente. Non c'è. Peccato.&lt;br /&gt;Dopo aver giocato burlandomi di lei -only for the sake of science, of course- ed essere rimasta delusa nel trovarla diversa solo nella versione del sito UK (tecnodonzella fornita anche di audio), ho tentato un altro esperimento: dire alla gentile signorina che non mi piaceva.&lt;br /&gt;Ecco tre diverse reazioni:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnLnDKj4sZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/njYV0IVfdPY/s1600-h/anna_portugal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076373771560464786" style="WIDTH: 203px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 352px" height="343" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnLnDKj4sZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/njYV0IVfdPY/s400/anna_portugal.JPG" width="203" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnLm-aj4sYI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eHjAR7hoE6c/s1600-h/anna_Es.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076373689956086146" style="WIDTH: 204px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 347px" height="350" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnLm-aj4sYI/AAAAAAAAAF8/eHjAR7hoE6c/s400/anna_Es.JPG" width="204" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnLnN6j4saI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mOvp5i8iKmA/s1600-h/anna_uk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076373956244058530" style="WIDTH: 202px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px" height="344" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnLnN6j4saI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mOvp5i8iKmA/s400/anna_uk.JPG" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interessante notare come cambi il tono e come la "morbidezza" sia prerogativa dei capelli castani spagnoli e portoghesi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il meglio però, lo diamo noi italiani.&lt;br /&gt;Leggete la risposta di Anna pizzamafiamandolino all'affermazione "non mi piaci":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi dispiace sentirti parlare così. D'altro canto posso capire che non tutti si trovano a proprio agio a conversare con un computer. Se preferisci parlare con un operatore puoi chiamare il Servizio Clienti telefonico IKEA da lunedì a sabato dalle 9.00 alle 18.00. Se vuoi saperne di più visita la pagina accanto&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ronf....che noia...Melassa sul monitor!&lt;br /&gt;Direi che, comunque, le differenze danno uno spunto di riflessione interessante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Non contenta dei risultati dell'esperimento donna-macchina (dove la donna sarei io e Anna dai capelli biondi, la macchina), ho deciso di andare oltre.&lt;br /&gt;Ho deciso di farla socializzare con un suo amichetto virtuale, l'espressivo e affascinante Frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnLf36j4sTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XdqjmM6mYhI/s1600-h/ann.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076365881705541938" style="CURSOR: hand" height="202" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnLf36j4sTI/AAAAAAAAAFU/XdqjmM6mYhI/s400/ann.JPG" width="198" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnLf-6j4sUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/24jUy_u9rgo/s1600-h/frank03.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076366001964626242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnLf-6j4sUI/AAAAAAAAAFc/24jUy_u9rgo/s400/frank03.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Innegabile che Frankino le dia un pista quanto a grafica ma, se è vero che nella vita vera conta quello che uno ha dentro, sarà vero anche nella vita virtuale...quindi diamole una chance.&lt;br /&gt;Vediamo se Annina si smolla un po'....&lt;br /&gt;L'esperimento -burlesco- è consistito nel farli dialogare copiando e incollando le loro risposte (con qualche minimo -ma ovvio- aggiustamento editoriale...)&lt;br /&gt;Provare per credere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;F: Hi my name is Frank. How can I assist you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Pleased to meet you, Frank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Very nice to meet you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Can you help me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Sure. Ask me anything and I'll try my best to help you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I need some moral support.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: When giving an advice, one should seek to help, and not only to please. My advice is therefore: ask someone else. Somebody at our offices, for example.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I work for IKEA UK, and I am here to answer questions 24 hours a day. Who should I ask??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Would you really trust the opinion of a robot? I think you should make your own decisions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I’m a robot too, you know&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: We fit together like a hand in glove then. Fancy a ride on my robot-bike?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Love and romance are fascinating, I'm sorry though, but I can't enter into a discussion about this kind of thing. If you'd like to ask me something about IKEA, please go ahead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Are you married, Anna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I don't really want to talk about personal issues like marriage. If you could talk to me about IKEA that would be much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: You said you needed moral support and now you wanna talk about IKEA. Are you a workaholic or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I wish I knew what it was you meant by that, but I don't. Sorry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Let’s try something simpler, shall we? How old are you Anna?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: I prefer not to discuss my age; let's talk about IKEA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: Mmmmhh, how boring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: If you don't wanna talk about it, shut up and give me a virtual kiss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: I very much doubt it would be enjoyable to either of us. Let's talk about Artificial Solutions instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: Ahhhhh, no, please! I don’ t wanna talk about it. If I cannot talk about IKEA, we have nothing to talk about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: I don’ t like you, Anna. You are too cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A: If I have unintentionally offended you then I apologise. If you think that I am not providing you with useful information about IKEA you can contact the Customer Service at your nearest IKEA Store.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;F: I will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vorrei farvi notare la risposta data a Frankino all'affermazione "I don't like you".&lt;br /&gt;Ora, fate attenzione alla mia...(I don' like you).&lt;br /&gt;Come potete vedere manca la "t", eppure Annetta ha risposto. Con secca ironia, da quanto capisco io.&lt;br /&gt;Se così fosse, sorgono varie domande:&lt;br /&gt;A) ha dedotto che mi è partito il dito e che sono una donna?&lt;br /&gt;B) ha letto nelle mie parole un acido commento, rispondendo quindi in vero stile "donna isterica" ferita nell'onore?&lt;br /&gt;C) vuole avere una seconda chance con Frankino?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-4650326629151304859?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/4650326629151304859/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=4650326629151304859' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4650326629151304859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4650326629151304859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/anna-e-i-suoi-amici.html' title='Anna e i suoi amici'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RnLnDKj4sZI/AAAAAAAAAGE/njYV0IVfdPY/s72-c/anna_portugal.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-3940186911109848220</id><published>2007-06-10T18:08:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T18:10:04.759+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il futuro della comunicazione?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmwiSKj4sLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lBiuite6pzU/s1600-h/not_tonight.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074468575607566514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmwiSKj4sLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lBiuite6pzU/s400/not_tonight.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-3940186911109848220?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/3940186911109848220/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=3940186911109848220' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3940186911109848220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3940186911109848220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/il-futuro-della-comunicazione.html' title='Il futuro della comunicazione?'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmwiSKj4sLI/AAAAAAAAAEM/lBiuite6pzU/s72-c/not_tonight.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-5964943840444376592</id><published>2007-06-09T12:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T18:04:12.594+02:00</updated><title type='text'>La nuova frontiera...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rmp8jqj4sKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EvkZVaE6YhE/s1600-h/futuro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074004882348355746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rmp8jqj4sKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EvkZVaE6YhE/s400/futuro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oopsss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rmp7Kaj4sJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/LxbPaUl-8M0/s1600-h/windows-crashes-during-operation.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5074003349045031058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rmp7Kaj4sJI/AAAAAAAAAD8/LxbPaUl-8M0/s400/windows-crashes-during-operation.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-5964943840444376592?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/5964943840444376592/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=5964943840444376592' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5964943840444376592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5964943840444376592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/la-nuova-frontiera.html' title='La nuova frontiera...'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rmp8jqj4sKI/AAAAAAAAAEE/EvkZVaE6YhE/s72-c/futuro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-5056815569019921717</id><published>2007-06-09T11:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-09T11:56:57.841+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genio'/><title type='text'>La tecnologia al servizio dell'uomo</title><content type='html'>Devo conoscere il genio che si è inventato 'sto guizzo di delirioironico.&lt;br /&gt;Secondo la teoria dello &lt;em&gt;small world&lt;/em&gt; non dovrebbe essere impossibile...se solo sapessi chi è il genio...&lt;br /&gt;Dettagli.&lt;br /&gt;Nel mentre, vi prego: guardate l'espressione (!) della graffetta...&lt;br /&gt;Mi fa ammazzare!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oops!&lt;br /&gt;Ehm...no, bloody office assistant, it doesn't look like I'm committing suicide...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmpyI6j4sHI/AAAAAAAAADs/-CYXokC0_uk/s1600-h/committing-suicide-word-document.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073993427670577266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmpyI6j4sHI/AAAAAAAAADs/-CYXokC0_uk/s400/committing-suicide-word-document.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-5056815569019921717?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/5056815569019921717/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=5056815569019921717' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5056815569019921717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5056815569019921717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/la-tecnologia-al-servizio-delluomo.html' title='La tecnologia al servizio dell&apos;uomo'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmpyI6j4sHI/AAAAAAAAADs/-CYXokC0_uk/s72-c/committing-suicide-word-document.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-6593522223149762343</id><published>2007-06-05T17:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-07-28T18:00:19.470+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Triplo tolup</title><content type='html'>Mi chiedevo: cosa succederebbe se facessi tradurre ad Arthur l'incipit di una nota (a fagiol citata) storia di un ciocco che diventa bimbo?&lt;br /&gt;Si armerebbe si santa pazienza e, leggendo l'italiano, la porterebbe per manina verso la sua anglosassone lingua madre.&lt;br /&gt;Se però chiedessi -poi- ad Arthur di tradurre &lt;em&gt;nuovamente&lt;/em&gt; in italiano il &lt;em&gt;suo risultato&lt;/em&gt; , Mr "ARput you tongue between your teethUR" mi guarderebbe di certo con aria posh, sbottando in un very polite: "are you out of your mind?".&lt;br /&gt;Oppure, per non sembrare scortese, mi consegnerebbe come risultato di cotanto idiota lavoro -pensandomi silenziosamente e giustamente demente- il mio testo iniziale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il nostro amico GoogleLanguageTool, invece, ottempera. Ottempera e non commenta.&lt;br /&gt;Ottempera. Macina e spreme i suoi schiavi O e 1 per far loro esaudire ogni mio desiderio linguistico, ed ecco.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;E UNO...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'era una volta un pezzo di legno.&lt;br /&gt;Non era un legno di lusso, ma un semplice pezzo da catasta, di quelli che d'inverno si mettono nelle stufe e nei caminetti per accendere il fuoco e per riscaldare le stanze.&lt;br /&gt;Non so come andasse, ma il fatto gli è che un bel giorno questo pezzo di legno capitò nella bottega di un vecchio falegname, il quale aveva nome mastr'Antonio, se non che tutti lo chiamavano maestro Ciliegia, per via della punta del suo naso, che era sempre lustra e paonazza, come una ciliegia matura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;E DUE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was once a wood piece.&lt;br /&gt;It was not a wood of lusso, but a simple piece from stack, of that of winter they are put in the stufe and the fireplaces in order to ignite the fire and in order to heat the rooms.&lt;br /&gt;I do not know as it went, but the fact it is that a beautiful day this piece of wood capitò in the bottega of an old carpenter, which had name mastr'Antonio, if not that all called it master Ciliegia, for via of the tip of its nose, that he was always lustra and paonazza, like one mature cherry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330099;"&gt;E TRE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ci era una volta una parte di legno.&lt;br /&gt;Era un legno non del lusso, ma una parte semplice dalla pila, di quello dell'inverno sono messi nello stufe e nei camini per bruciare il fuoco e per riscaldare le stanze.&lt;br /&gt;Non so come è andato, ma il fatto che è che un giorno bello questa parte di capitò di legno nel bottega di un carpentiere anziano, che ha avuto mastr'Antonio nome, se non che tutti gli hanno denominato Ciliegia matrice, per via della punta del relativo naso, che era sempre lustra e paonazza, come una ciliegia matura.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="blip_movie_content_265062"&gt;&lt;a onclick="play_blip_movie_265062(); return false;" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-Mary231.mp3"&gt;&lt;img title=" Ascolta Mary che racconta l'incipit della fiaba al figliolo. Porello..." height="77" src="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-Mary231.mp3.jpg" width="73" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onclick="play_blip_movie_265062(); return false;" href="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-Mary231.mp3"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ascolta Mary che racconta l'incipit della fiaba al figliolo. Porello...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-6593522223149762343?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/6593522223149762343/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=6593522223149762343' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6593522223149762343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6593522223149762343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/triplo-tolup.html' title='Triplo tolup'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-2407866000404754895</id><published>2007-06-04T19:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-04T19:48:15.504+02:00</updated><title type='text'>She is teaching the machine</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/5QB_8QRn9pQ"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/5QB_8QRn9pQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-2407866000404754895?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/2407866000404754895/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=2407866000404754895' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2407866000404754895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2407866000404754895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/she-is-teaching-machine.html' title='She is teaching the machine'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-3913978327724824113</id><published>2007-06-01T22:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T19:01:29.131+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PowerPoint'/><title type='text'>PowerPoint delirium</title><content type='html'>Aspettando con ansia il momento in cui il PowerPoint si animerà di vita propria autopresentandosi, ecco un geniale utilizzo a tradimento dello strumento.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yL_-1d9OSdk"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yL_-1d9OSdk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Documentazione correlata:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmB51HR1ojI/AAAAAAAAACY/EC4aSxyUmAM/s1600-h/iconaPDF.png"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmCII3R1olI/AAAAAAAAACo/iYNN_8WkdxY/s1600-h/pdf.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmCJrXR1onI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mAZunbFO6lk/s1600-h/pdf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071204558495392370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmCJrXR1onI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mAZunbFO6lk/s200/pdf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-ArticoloScientifico712.pdf" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apri&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmCIT3R1omI/AAAAAAAAACw/EuWfpLqqLbU/s1600-h/pdf.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071203055256838754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmCIT3R1omI/AAAAAAAAACw/EuWfpLqqLbU/s200/pdf.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-PPS360.pdf" target="blank"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Apri &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-3913978327724824113?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/3913978327724824113/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=3913978327724824113' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3913978327724824113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3913978327724824113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/powerpoint-delirium.html' title='PowerPoint delirium'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmCJrXR1onI/AAAAAAAAAC4/mAZunbFO6lk/s72-c/pdf.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-8808965797975054943</id><published>2007-06-01T20:18:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T09:40:15.555+02:00</updated><title type='text'>User-friendly...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmJwUnR1ooI/AAAAAAAAADE/YMU4vY1jXVw/s1600-h/nuovo%2520cell.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071739629816095362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmJwUnR1ooI/AAAAAAAAADE/YMU4vY1jXVw/s320/nuovo%2520cell.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A fagiolo, leggo su Wikipedia la definizione di "&lt;strong&gt;usabilità&lt;/strong&gt;":&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;L'usabilità è definita dall'ISO (International Standard Organization), come l'efficacia, l'efficienza e la soddisfazione con le quali determinati utenti raggiungono determinati obiettivi in determinati contesti. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;In pratica definisce il grado di facilità e soddisfazione con cui l'interazione uomo-strumento si compie.&lt;br /&gt;Il termine non si riferisce ad una caratteristica intrinseca dello strumento, quanto al processo di interazione tra classi di utenti, prodotto e finalità. È però d'uso comune - per estensione - l'uso di questo termine in forma di aggettivo (es: lo strumento caio è particolarmente usabile.)&lt;br /&gt;Il problema dell'usabilità si pone quando il modello del progettista (ovvero le idee di questi riguardo al funzionamento del prodotto, che trasferisce al design del prodotto stesso) non coincide con il modello dell'utente finale (ovvero l'idea che l'utente concepisce del prodotto e del suo funzionamento).&lt;br /&gt;Il grado di usabilità si innalza proporzionalmente all'avvicinamento dei due modelli (modello del progettista, e modello dell'utente).&lt;br /&gt;Tra le caratteristiche di un prodotto per essere usabile (o user-friendly) vi sono:&lt;br /&gt;- adeguatezza: devono essere richiesti solo gli input necessari per svolgere un determinato compito.&lt;br /&gt;- facilità di apprendimento: l'utilizzo deve essere chiaro ed intuitivo, rendendo minima la lettura di manuali o istruzioni d'uso (che a loro volta devono essere chiari e comprensibili).&lt;br /&gt;- robustezza: l'impatto dell'errore deve essere inversamente proporzionale alla probabilità d'errore.&lt;br /&gt;L'usabilità si determina rispondendo a domande quali:&lt;br /&gt;- che cosa vuole o deve ottenere l'utente?&lt;br /&gt;- qual è il retroterra culturale e tecnico dell'utente?&lt;br /&gt;- qual è il contesto in cui opera l'utente?&lt;br /&gt;- che cosa deve essere demandato alla macchina e che cosa invece va lasciato all'utente?&lt;br /&gt;All'inizio di ogni progetto impegnativo, si dovrebbero ottenere risposte per le domande precedenti attraverso un'analisi dell'utente e delle sue esigenze.&lt;br /&gt;Sono almeno tre le modalità per trovare le suddette risposte:&lt;br /&gt;- analisi delle esigenze incentrate sull'utente&lt;br /&gt;- costruzione dei profili utente&lt;br /&gt;- verifiche di usabilità.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meditiamo, gente.&lt;br /&gt;Meditiamo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-8808965797975054943?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/8808965797975054943/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=8808965797975054943' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8808965797975054943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8808965797975054943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/06/user-friendly.html' title='User-friendly...'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmJwUnR1ooI/AAAAAAAAADE/YMU4vY1jXVw/s72-c/nuovo%2520cell.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-2734543352138350918</id><published>2007-05-31T20:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T09:42:05.001+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosa non si fa per risparmiare</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;Quiz &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La presente vignetta è stata ispirata da:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A) una nota compagnia di bandiera in mutande di un noto stato membro UE&lt;br /&gt;B) una compagnia low cost che promette -a breve- di portarci tutti negli States per una manciata di euro&lt;br /&gt;C) entrambe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RlmXOFxpy6I/AAAAAAAAACA/mQHyilZVd1k/s1600-h/plsregister.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmJwqXR1oqI/AAAAAAAAADU/AsglstJU8O0/s1600-h/plsregister.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071740003478250146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmJwqXR1oqI/AAAAAAAAADU/AsglstJU8O0/s320/plsregister.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marco, tu che dici? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-2734543352138350918?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/2734543352138350918/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=2734543352138350918' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2734543352138350918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2734543352138350918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/cosa-non-si-fa-per-risparmiare.html' title='Cosa non si fa per risparmiare'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmJwqXR1oqI/AAAAAAAAADU/AsglstJU8O0/s72-c/plsregister.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-8798047247125578147</id><published>2007-05-30T20:28:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T20:34:24.264+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Le 3 leggi di Asimov - Le 5 leggi di Cipolla</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fantascienza&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Le tre leggi della robotica di Asimov:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Un robot non può danneggiare un essere umano, né può permettere che il suo mancato intervento danneggi un essere umano.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Un robot deve obbedire in tutto agli esseri umani, fin tanto che ciò non contrasti con la prima legge. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Un robot deve proteggere la propria esistenza, fin tanto che ciò non contrasti con le prime due leggi.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Attualità&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;Le cinque leggi sulla stupidità umana di C. M. Cipolla:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sempre ed inevitabilmente ognuno di noi sottovaluta il numero di individui stupidi in circolazione.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;La probabilità che una certa persona sia stupida è indipendente da qualsiasi altra caratteristica della stessa persona.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Una persona stupida è una persona che causa un danno ad un'altra persona o gruppo di persone senza nel contempo realizzare alcun vantaggio per sé o addirittura subendo una perdita.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Le persone non stupide sottovalutano sempre il potenziale nocivo delle persone stupide. In particolare, i non stupidi dimenticano costantemente che in qualsiasi momento e luogo, ed in qualunque circostanza, trattare e/o associarsi con individui stupidi si dimostra infallibilmente un costosissimo errore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;La persona stupida è il tipo di persona più pericoloso che esista.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-8798047247125578147?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/8798047247125578147/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=8798047247125578147' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8798047247125578147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8798047247125578147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/le-3-leggi-di-asimov-le-5-leggi-di.html' title='Le 3 leggi di Asimov - Le 5 leggi di Cipolla'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-7453154140840072894</id><published>2007-05-29T14:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-29T20:03:24.474+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Par condicio...</title><content type='html'>senza commenti...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RlwWglxpy7I/AAAAAAAAACI/nKM5tqEWPBk/s1600-h/short-password-fallacy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069952029664332722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RlwWglxpy7I/AAAAAAAAACI/nKM5tqEWPBk/s400/short-password-fallacy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-7453154140840072894?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/7453154140840072894/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=7453154140840072894' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/7453154140840072894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/7453154140840072894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/par-condicio.html' title='Par condicio...'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RlwWglxpy7I/AAAAAAAAACI/nKM5tqEWPBk/s72-c/short-password-fallacy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-6876745993600699666</id><published>2007-05-29T14:01:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T09:45:49.859+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Uomini, donne, macchine e Ichino</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmJxl3R1osI/AAAAAAAAADk/bCiG2kIKCnc/s1600-h/UDMI.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5071741025680466626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmJxl3R1osI/AAAAAAAAADk/bCiG2kIKCnc/s400/UDMI.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Uomini&lt;/strong&gt;: indubbio che la vignetta nasca da menti testosteronizzate e mani pelose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donne&lt;/strong&gt;: protagoniste solo per fare ironia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Macchine&lt;/strong&gt;: in questo caso, innocenti.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ichino&lt;/strong&gt;: basta con i "fancazzism professionals"! Uomini o donne che siano. Tutti a casa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RllwS1xpy1I/AAAAAAAAABU/XY2DZSBj6ZA/s1600-h/UDMI.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-6876745993600699666?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/6876745993600699666/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=6876745993600699666' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6876745993600699666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6876745993600699666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/uomini-donne-macchine-e-ichino_29.html' title='Uomini, donne, macchine e Ichino'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/RmJxl3R1osI/AAAAAAAAADk/bCiG2kIKCnc/s72-c/UDMI.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-3086272613892157208</id><published>2007-05-28T19:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T19:57:15.626+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il futuro dei GPS? - 2 -</title><content type='html'>Ho il leggero sospetto che aleggi un velato maschilismo, nel mondo tecnologico.&lt;br /&gt;Strano.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/H9gbExDH-Ss" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-3086272613892157208?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/3086272613892157208/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=3086272613892157208' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3086272613892157208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3086272613892157208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/il-futuro-dei-gps-2.html' title='Il futuro dei GPS? - 2 -'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-3397413792093913567</id><published>2007-05-28T19:55:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-28T19:55:51.859+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il futuro dei GPS?</title><content type='html'>&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cEgZHOz5xJY" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-3397413792093913567?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/3397413792093913567/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=3397413792093913567' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3397413792093913567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3397413792093913567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/il-futuro-dei-gps_28.html' title='Il futuro dei GPS?'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-2378476693822306144</id><published>2007-05-27T12:52:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T13:18:51.437+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A tema...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rllo71xpyzI/AAAAAAAAABE/DeI84_it3g8/s1600-h/userid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069198232839113522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rllo71xpyzI/AAAAAAAAABE/DeI84_it3g8/s400/userid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paradiso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ad &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;accesso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;profilato... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-2378476693822306144?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/2378476693822306144/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=2378476693822306144' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2378476693822306144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2378476693822306144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/tema.html' title='A tema...'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Y5RWUIEn28E/Rllo71xpyzI/AAAAAAAAABE/DeI84_it3g8/s72-c/userid.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-2288037389602225629</id><published>2007-05-27T10:56:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T11:17:54.593+02:00</updated><title type='text'>L'uomo fallibile</title><content type='html'>L'uomo è fallibile.&lt;br /&gt;L'uomo è imperfetto.&lt;br /&gt;Verità.&lt;br /&gt;C'è chi si propone come guida per arginare l'uomo nel suo cammino di fallibilità (!) e condurlo alla salvezza.&lt;br /&gt;Sono le stesse persone che permettono che accada quello che vedrete...le stesse che stanno cercando di bloccare la diffusione di quanto vedrete.&lt;br /&gt;Le stesse che, vestite da pecore immacolate, mascherano la vita da lupi di alcuni di loro, invece di negarli, denunciarli, consegnarli e lasciare pure che sia &lt;em&gt;chi&lt;/em&gt; &lt;em&gt;di dovere &lt;/em&gt;a giudicarli e condannarli. Qui. Sulla terra.&lt;br /&gt;Se è vero che sembra possibile sostituire gli umani con gli androidi per funzioni molto meno ripetitive di quelle dei preti, mi chiedo se non si possa cominciare proprio da loro...&lt;br /&gt;Diffondete il filmato.&lt;br /&gt;¡Basta ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RqenXzK3WJo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/RqenXzK3WJo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJxn9O9fMgI"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aJxn9O9fMgI" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKQnRm52NmU"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zKQnRm52NmU" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ioSqfi9erDA"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ioSqfi9erDA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-2288037389602225629?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/2288037389602225629/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=2288037389602225629' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2288037389602225629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/2288037389602225629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/luomo-fallibile.html' title='L&apos;uomo fallibile'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-6621073425813749119</id><published>2007-05-26T11:40:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T12:12:41.568+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"EASY TO FORGET he'S NOT HUMAN"???</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/81kP1AI1OGc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/81kP1AI1OGc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMMUNICATION TOOL? Telefono del futuro? Riunioni di lavoro con umani e androidi insieme? Cloni di acciaio e silicone per essere ubiqui? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A voi le considerazioni.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-6621073425813749119?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/6621073425813749119/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=6621073425813749119' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6621073425813749119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/6621073425813749119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/easy-to-forget-hes-not-human.html' title='&quot;EASY TO FORGET he&apos;S NOT HUMAN&quot;???'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-802005157586803633</id><published>2007-05-26T11:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T12:42:33.727+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='machine/us'/><title type='text'>Chi imita chi?</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rp2hQd7mRS0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rp2hQd7mRS0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IM4e-aP1CDQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IM4e-aP1CDQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSoVKUVOnfQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HSoVKUVOnfQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-802005157586803633?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/802005157586803633/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=802005157586803633' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/802005157586803633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/802005157586803633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/chi-imita-chi.html' title='Chi imita chi?'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-5422087775622327240</id><published>2007-05-26T11:11:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T11:16:06.438+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Chapeau, Garry!</title><content type='html'>Tralasciando per un attimo il -di certo donato- milionario cestino merenda (sandwich, mela, snack e bibita) in platino e diamanti, non si può non ammirare lo slancio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Molto autoironico, il nostro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cUqXr9Jlhwc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cUqXr9Jlhwc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-5422087775622327240?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/5422087775622327240/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=5422087775622327240' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5422087775622327240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5422087775622327240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/chapeau-garry.html' title='Chapeau, Garry!'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-5337891687846207932</id><published>2007-05-26T11:09:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T11:17:29.874+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Complotto?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Uno a zero per la macchina? No way...&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cK0YOGJ58a0"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cK0YOGJ58a0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Darliong,&lt;br /&gt;tu che sei un grande esperto di sudate partite con 12enni meccaniche, che dici?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-5337891687846207932?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/5337891687846207932/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=5337891687846207932' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5337891687846207932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5337891687846207932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/complotto_26.html' title='Complotto?'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-8667566106750075526</id><published>2007-05-26T11:08:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T11:14:36.016+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Garry and Deep Blue - 1997</title><content type='html'>Uno a zero per la macchina...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HyM4Tlhzcxo"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HyM4Tlhzcxo" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-8667566106750075526?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/8667566106750075526/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=8667566106750075526' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8667566106750075526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8667566106750075526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/garry-and-deep-blue-1997_26.html' title='Garry and Deep Blue - 1997'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-8664124443651972102</id><published>2007-05-16T22:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:44:21.286+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you translate for us?</title><content type='html'>Sempre in tema di traduzioni, sempre in stile semiserio:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YGlS3T5NwUA"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YGlS3T5NwUA" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-8664124443651972102?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/8664124443651972102/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=8664124443651972102' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8664124443651972102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/8664124443651972102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/do-you-translate-for-us.html' title='Do you translate for us?'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-4444232357872652709</id><published>2007-05-16T22:21:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T22:23:00.069+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='machine/us'/><title type='text'>We are teaching the machine...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NLlGopyXT_g"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NLlGopyXT_g" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-4444232357872652709?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/4444232357872652709/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=4444232357872652709' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4444232357872652709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/4444232357872652709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/we-are-teaching-machine.html' title='We are teaching the machine...'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-1293182458253442567</id><published>2007-05-13T17:37:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T18:33:56.490+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genio'/><title type='text'>Traduzione libera - Genius at work</title><content type='html'>Una manciata d'anni fa,&lt;br /&gt;i media diffondevano questo pregevole contributo artistico.&lt;br /&gt;Lo spensierato &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Work_of_art"&gt;work of art&lt;/a&gt; confermava il fenomeno di costume &lt;a href="http://it.wikipedia.org/wiki/Britney_Spears"&gt;Britney Spears&lt;/a&gt; rendendoci tutti (?) appassionati (?) delle sue evoluzioni musicali e involuzioni umane.&lt;br /&gt;Oggi, per festeggiare il suo ritorno sulle scene (Tg1! -edizione serale!- dixit!), parliamo di lei.&lt;br /&gt;Per meglio gustarci l'umana traduzione in video -che mette in spendido risalto la profondità del messaggio, rinfreschiamoci la memoria con parte del testo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oops! I did it again&lt;br /&gt;I played with your heart&lt;br /&gt;got lost in the game&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby&lt;br /&gt;oops!...you think I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;that I'm sent from above&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that innocent&lt;br /&gt;I think i did it again&lt;br /&gt;I made you believe&lt;br /&gt;were more then just friends&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby&lt;br /&gt;it might seem like a crush&lt;br /&gt;but it doesn't mean&lt;br /&gt;that I'm serious&lt;br /&gt;cause to lose all my senses&lt;br /&gt;that is just so typically me&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby&lt;br /&gt;oops I did it again&lt;br /&gt;I played with your heart&lt;br /&gt;got lost in the game&lt;br /&gt;oh baby baby&lt;br /&gt;oops!...you think I'm in love&lt;br /&gt;that I'm sent from above&lt;br /&gt;I'm not that innocent&lt;br /&gt;[...]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now, ladies &amp;amp; gentlemen, the Genius:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TJ9q8WZmYEg"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TJ9q8WZmYEg" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-1293182458253442567?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/1293182458253442567/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=1293182458253442567' title='0 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/1293182458253442567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/1293182458253442567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/traduzione-libera.html' title='Traduzione libera - Genius at work'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-3874977027854781586</id><published>2007-05-10T15:46:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T14:52:04.281+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Intermezzo: la vecchina e la tedesca</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-ogrMr4lWc"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/D-ogrMr4lWc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-3874977027854781586?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/3874977027854781586/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=3874977027854781586' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3874977027854781586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/3874977027854781586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/intermezzo-la-vecchina-e-la-tedesca.html' title='Intermezzo: la vecchina e la tedesca'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-1232528589415210495</id><published>2007-05-07T18:25:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T23:00:21.964+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il monologo di Amleto - Originale</title><content type='html'>To be, or not to be: that is the question:&lt;br /&gt;Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer&lt;br /&gt;The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,&lt;br /&gt;Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,&lt;br /&gt;And by opposing end them?&lt;br /&gt;To die: to sleep;&lt;br /&gt;No more; and by a sleep to say we end&lt;br /&gt;The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks&lt;br /&gt;That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation&lt;br /&gt;Devoutly to be wish'd.&lt;br /&gt;To die, to sleep;&lt;br /&gt;To sleep: perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub;&lt;br /&gt;For in that sleep of death what dreams may come&lt;br /&gt;When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,&lt;br /&gt;Must give us pause: there's the respect&lt;br /&gt;That makes calamity of so long life;&lt;br /&gt;For who would bear the whips and scorns of time,&lt;br /&gt;The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely,&lt;br /&gt;The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,&lt;br /&gt;The insolence of office and the spurns&lt;br /&gt;That patient merit of the unworthy takes,&lt;br /&gt;When he himself might his quietus make&lt;br /&gt;With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear,&lt;br /&gt;To grunt and sweat under a weary life,&lt;br /&gt;But that the dread of something after death,&lt;br /&gt;The undiscover'd country from whose bourn&lt;br /&gt;No traveller returns, puzzles the will&lt;br /&gt;And makes us rather bear those ills we have&lt;br /&gt;Than fly to others that we know not of?&lt;br /&gt;Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;&lt;br /&gt;And thus the native hue of resolution&lt;br /&gt;Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,&lt;br /&gt;And enterprises of great pith and moment&lt;br /&gt;With this regard their currents turn awry,&lt;br /&gt;And lose the name of action.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-TheOriginal259.mp3?source=3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-TheOriginal259.mp3.jpg" border="0" height="65" width="66" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-TheOriginal259.mp3?source=3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ascolta il Capolavoro&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-1232528589415210495?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/1232528589415210495/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=1232528589415210495' title='1 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/1232528589415210495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/1232528589415210495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/jjdjdj.html' title='Il monologo di Amleto - 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Traduzione italiana'/><author><name>Galatea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15204637389081933733</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1962244337339613608.post-5086683924223988840</id><published>2007-05-07T15:02:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:37:32.813+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Il monologo di Amleto - Babelfish</title><content type='html'>Per essere, o non essere: quella è la domanda:&lt;br /&gt;Se 'i tis più nobili nella mente soffrire le imbracature e le frecce di fortuna outrageous,&lt;br /&gt;o per prendere l'armi contro un mare delle difficoltà ed opponendo le concludono?&lt;br /&gt;Per morire: per dormire;&lt;br /&gt;Nient'altro;&lt;br /&gt;e da un sonno per dire concludiamo&lt;br /&gt;il heart-ache e le mille scosse naturali&lt;br /&gt;che la carne è erede a,&lt;br /&gt;'tis un consummation Devoutly da essere wish'd.&lt;br /&gt;Per morire, dormire;&lt;br /&gt;Per dormire: perchance al sogno:&lt;br /&gt;ay, ci è lo sfregamento;&lt;br /&gt;Per in quel sonno della morte&lt;br /&gt;che sogni possono venire quando abbiamo mescolareato&lt;br /&gt;fuori di questa bobina mortale,&lt;br /&gt;dobbiamo darci la pausa:&lt;br /&gt;ci è il rispetto che fa la calamità di vita così lunga;&lt;br /&gt;Per chi sopporterebbe le fruste e disprezza di tempo,&lt;br /&gt;il torto del oppressor,&lt;br /&gt;il contumely dell'uomo fiero,&lt;br /&gt;i pangs di amore disprezzato,&lt;br /&gt;la legge fa ritardare,&lt;br /&gt;il insolence dell'ufficio&lt;br /&gt;e spurns&lt;br /&gt;quel merito paziente degli introiti indegni,&lt;br /&gt;quando egli stesso potrebbe il suo quietus fare con un bodkin nudo?&lt;br /&gt;di chi fardels sopportano,&lt;br /&gt;grunt&lt;br /&gt;e sudare sotto una vita stancata,&lt;br /&gt;ma quella il terrore di qualcosa dopo la morte,&lt;br /&gt;il paese del undiscover'd di cui da bourn nessun viaggiatore rinviamo,&lt;br /&gt;imbarazziamo la volontà e li incitiamo piuttosto a sopportare&lt;br /&gt;quei ills avere che il mosca ad altri che conoscessimo non?&lt;br /&gt;Così la coscienza fa i vigliacchi di noi tutti;&lt;br /&gt;E la tonalità natale di risoluzione è così sicklied&lt;br /&gt;il o'er con il getto pallido di pensiero&lt;br /&gt;e le imprese del midollo grande&lt;br /&gt;ed il momento con questo riguardo che le loro correnti girano awry e perdono il nome di azione.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-IlPesceDiBabele526.mp3?source=3"&gt;&lt;img src="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-IlPesceDiBabele526.mp3.jpg" border="0" height="58" width="62" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-IlPesceDiBabele526.mp3?source=3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ascolta il Delirio&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-LeProve468.mp3?source=3"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 59px; height: 57px;" src="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-LeProve468.mp3.jpg" border="0" height="50" width="55" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://blip.tv/file/get/UominiEmacchine-LeProve468.mp3?source=3"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ascolta le prove&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1962244337339613608-5086683924223988840?l=uominiemacchine.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/feeds/5086683924223988840/comments/default' title='Commenti sul post'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1962244337339613608&amp;postID=5086683924223988840' title='2 Commenti'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5086683924223988840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1962244337339613608/posts/default/5086683924223988840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://uominiemacchine.blogspot.com/2007/05/il-monologo-di-amleto-originale.html' title='Il monologo di Amleto - 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