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The name of this blog indicates a place where people seek their bearings, but this is not a site where they can actually find them—everyone is, or should be, his own wind rose.
Previous incarnations of this blog: here and here.

About Me

I was born on the Island of La Maddalena, off the northeast coast of Sardinia, to an American mother, from Philadelphia, and an Italian father, from Treviso. When I was very young my family moved to Rome.
I studied political science at the University of Rome. I then moved to Venice.
Best known in the social media world as "Rob," I attended the Ca' Foscari University, where he graduated in philosophy. I also studied English at San Francisco State University.
A History teacher (until a few years ago) and a writer, I am based in the Venice area and live with my wife, my daughter, and our dog.
In 2012 I published Breviario del giovane politico (in Italian) and Blessed Are the Contrarians.
In 2014 I published my third book, Being Conservative from A to Z. In February 2021 I published my fourth book, Blessed Are the Free in Spirit.
I am currently a contributor at American Thinker and a columnist at Atlantico , which since May 2022 is part of nicolaporro.it, one of the most prominent Italian news websites.
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The Liberty Bell

«Proclaim LIBERTY throughout all
the Land unto all the Inhabitants
thereof
Lev. XXV, X
By Order of the Assembly of the
Province of Pensylvania for the
State House in Philada»
1752

«If I had a bell
I'd ring it in the morning
I'd ring it in the evening ...
all over this land,
I'd ring out danger
I'd ring out a warning
I'd ring out love between all of
my brothers and my sisters
All over this land.
...
It's a bell of freedom»
Lee Hays and Pete Seeger
["If I Had a Hammer"]

"Friends, Romans,
countrymen,
lend me your ears;
I come to bury Caesar,
not to praise him.
The evil that men do
lives after them;
The good is oft interred
with their bones;
So let it be with Caesar.
The noble Brutus
Hath told you Caesar
was ambitious:
If it were so, it was a grievous fault,
And grievously
hath Caesar answer'd it.
Here, under leave
of Brutus and the rest--
For Brutus is
an honourable man;
So are they all,
all honourable men--
Come I to speak
in Caesar's funeral.
He was my friend,
faithful and just to me:
But Brutus says
he was ambitious;
And Brutus is
an honourable man.
He hath brought
many captives home to Rome
Whose ransoms did
the general coffers fill:
Did this in Caesar
seem ambitious?
When that the poor have
cried, Caesar hath wept:
Ambition should be made
of sterner stuff:
Yet Brutus says
he was ambitious;
And Brutus is
an honourable man.
You all did see
that on the Lupercal
I thrice presented
him a kingly crown,
Which he did thrice refuse:
was this ambition?
Yet Brutus says
he was ambitious;
And, sure, he is
an honourable man.
I speak not to disprove
what Brutus spoke,
But here I am to speak
what I do know.
You all did love him once,
not without cause:
What cause withholds you
then, to mourn for him?
O judgment! thou art fled
to brutish beasts,
And men have lost
their reason.
Bear with me;
My heart is in the coffin
there with Caesar,
And I must pause
till it come back to me. (...)"

William Shakespeare
«Julius Caesar»
Act 3, Scene 2

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WindRose Hotel

June 2, 2012

Sweet Police

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