Living riotously happy in Italy.

There's unrest in Italy. Students and young people protesting in the streets about political tomfoolery. And that's a good sign. Because some day the upcoming generation will seize power. Maybe sooner than later. Because of the social unrest. The taking to the streets. Oh, if only we had such promising signs of discontent in the USA. But our young people are mostly passive and silent. Yes, they helped elect Obama in 2008. But they were noticeably absent this year when the Republican lunatics and Tea Party conservatives were swept into office. Unfortunately, we Americans don't know how to riot and raise hell. We have forgotten our former revolutionary ways. We do little to correct the gawdawfulness of our political, economic and social systems. At least in Italy, I'm feeling joy when every night I see the filmed protests in the streets. Students clashing with the police and government authorities. And maybe some day the corrupt Berlusconi government will be toppled. Berlusconi barely survived by a 314-311 vote in Parliament this week. Triggering more protests. More riots. Yes, it's exciting. And my kind of thing. No reason to take the status quo sitting down. We Americans are wasting away on our fat, do-nothing asses. While the Italians stay trim and hopeful by taking to the streets. I tell my Italian girlfriend the revolution will come to Italy long before it arrives in America. So let's be happy. Because at the moment we are living in revolutionary-minded Italy. --Jim Broede