2795 neapolitan horse meat sales rising

John..

I've searched and can only find this..

My translation..
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[I]"Horses are the latest victims of mad cow disease and now the bird flu epidemic - because more people are eating them, according to sales figures. Sales and the price of horsemeat has increased and by comparison, horsemeat is known to be clean, lean and healthy.".[/I][/COLOR]

Shoot your barber!

:) :)

aliena

my barber is safe... look at the centre of the front page

[url]http://www.napoli.repubblica.it/archivio/prima.htm[/url]

John..

The Barber probably made a mess of your hair and wanted to hide it from you and started talking too much.. so shoot him anyway!

If he asks why.. tell him he should not have drawn your attention to a perfectly viagrable business opportunity for the good people of Naples. I think its a wonderfully uplifting characteristic of the furbo minds and it would only happen in this amazing city!

However, as I've now got the Mods in dispute with each other and curiousity got the better of me.. I continued searching for articles related to your post.. especially about the Neopolitan rat.. one thing led to another and I followed the links.. with nothing much of great interest.. until I found this..

[COLOR="Blue"][I]THE AMERICAN ARMY was in action. It had recently established its beachhead at Salerno and was now fighting its way up the Italian peninsula. Then signs of disaster appeared! It was not a reinforced German Army or an Italian Army suddenly inspired to put up a fight. No, it was the lowly louse or, more specifically, millions or billions of lowly lice.

In all the previous wars of history, the louse had killed more men that had ever died from bullets, swords, or other weapons.

[B]Over a million poverty-stricken people were crowded into the city of Naples - a population without fuel, water, or light; a terror-stricken population crowded together in air raid shelters; a population covered with lice. And lice carry that dreaded disease - typhus. In January, people were dying in the gutters of Naples, it was evident to all that a full-scale epidemic had arrived.[/B]

The American soldiers had been vaccinated against typhus, but it was impossible to vaccinate the entire population of Naples. Brigadier General Leon Fox, Field Director of the American Typhus Commission in Cairo, flew to Naples to see what he could do. He knew about the magic new wonder killer DDT and decided to use it in an experiment of tremendous magnitude. In the month of January alone, 1,300,000 people in Naples were dusted with DDT powder.

The typhus epidemic passed. By the middle of February it was under control. This was the first time on record that a typhus epidemic had been stopped in mid-winter; and for the first time in history that scourge of war - typhus - had been licked.[/I][/COLOR]

Can you imagine?

:) :)

try this one then... the first .. i think bacterial warfare was carried out by mussolini in conjunction with the germans.... i had thought it was malaria... they introduced the disease in the southern area in an attempt to stop the allied march... again soldiers had been immunised after having fought in the african campaign so the disease did not get them ...the local southern populations were infected with something like 100,000 deaths.... amongst italians

sorry these things just jump into my head sometimes... so unless you can use the vulcan mind meld there is no link

I am sure that I read recently that they re-flooded some marsh land and tried to finish of the Allies with Malaria - but the Allies were vacinated - it only managed to wipe the locals ;)

The Nazis tried to halt the advance of British and American troops through Italy in the Second World War by unleashing malaria-carrying mosquitoes in what is believed to be the only biological warfare attack out in Europe, according to new research.

The plan was designed to hinder the Allied push from the south and to punish the Italian population for what the Germans saw as treachery after they switched sides and joined the Allied powers.

According to Prof Frank Snowden, a history professor at Yale University whose book The Conquest of Malaria in Italy draws on American archives and the diaries of Italian soldiers, the scheme was orchestrated in the autumn of 1943 by Erich Martini, a medical entomologist, Nazi Party member and friend of the SS commander Heinrich Himmler.

The Germans flooded the marshes that lay on the path into Rome from the south by reversing the pumps that drained them. They then introduced millions of larvae of anopheles labranchiae, a species of malaria-carrying mosquito.

But British and American soldiers, who landed at Anzio just south of the marshes, survived the biological attack because they were given anti-malarial drugs.

The First British Infantry Division along with the British Commando Brigade landed at Anzio in January 1944.

But despite being holed up there in terrible conditions for weeks and huge casualties being suffered in battles with German troops, there are no records of a malaria epidemic.

Rates of the disease among the local Italian population returning from the fields soared, however.

Official malaria cases rose in the area from 1,217 in 1943 to 54,929 in 1944 in a population of 245,000. Unofficial rates, Prof Snowden suggests, were much higher.

Benito Mussolini drained the Pontine Marshes, an area 30 miles south of Rome, during the 1930s, an act for which he is still lauded in Italy.

The use of biological weapons and causing "superfluous injury" to inhabitants broke international conventions on warfare and the Nazis were keen to hide what they were doing, Prof Snowden claims.

"In September 1943 the German army ordered the evacuation of all remaining civilians who lived within a radius of 10 kilometres from the shore" he writes in the book, published in Britain next month. "This removal of the inhabitants from the war zone ensured there were no eye witnesses to German actions."

Malaria remained rife in the area until 1950 when the marshes were drained again and the imported mosquito species died out.

Oh thats nothing..

I love it when threads go like this.. kinda off topic but related.. free thinking.. so lets keep this thread that way.. another of Alienas true stories springs to mind.. I've recently reconfirmed facts with mama.. so gimme a few minutes to type it..

:) :)

Back to the original subject (sort of) has anyone tried the horse bresaola? Any good?

During the war.. WWII.. obviously.. and a bit before my time.. but anyway, this story, along with many others, has been passed down through my family because of certain things that happened at the time. I'm sure it's true because the basic facts remain the same.. from mama's reconfirming mouth to my ears last week.. the same as from mia zia's mouth to my ears more than 30 years ago, when I first heard and still clearly remember this story.

Italy was in a terrible state, especially Naples.. no work.. certainly no money and even the black market in Naples, which still flourishes today, could not get even the basics to survive. Bread was exchanged for a diamond encrusted villa. Naples had almost been crushed spiritually.. tough times for most.

There was an American camp for GI soldiers in the gentile, but faded centre of Naples, called Poggioreale. The streets surrounding the camp were the centre of a thriving strong knit community - a very close bond between neighbours - it was the only way they could survive.

Anyway, the camp was a slaughterhouse and the only possible chance of any employment for the area before it was taken over by the Americans. These soldiers had everything they desired.. fine wine.. the best food.. clothes.. women and chocolate.. all were delivered on a daily basis. The soldiers took great pleasure in taunting the local people with the riches inside the camp.. and don't forget.. there was nothing available for the local population.. NOTHING!

Anyway.. one early morning, a young boy of about 8 years old, broke into one of the store rooms inside the camp and tried to steal some bread (it might have been bananas) but he was caught by the guards.

The soldiers stripped him naked, tarred, feathered and chained him to a lamp post outside the camp gates.. in front of and opposite the houses of his family and many others. Remember, this is in the centre of Naples.. as heavily populated as any other big city in the world.

The little boys parents, the neighbours and eventually, most of the local community.. all came to find out what was going on.. as gossip travels nowhere faster than in Naples.. all these people.. all wanting to help this little boy.. but the soldiers stood guard over him.. with machine guns and threatened they would not hesitate to open fire on the whole crowd if anyone approached.. they stood there all day and night.. the soldiers drinking wine and eating bread in front of these people while the little boy remained chained!

The little boy died. His father shot himself in the head the next day.. and the little boys mother.. wandered around the area for years talking to herself and banging her head on the lamp post until someone came to help her.. everytime she did it. No one knows what happened to her eventually.

This particular area of Naples has been redeveloped.. shiny new office buildings.. new shops.. cinemas.. but the lamp post is still there.

:( :(

[QUOTE=Sano]Back to the original subject (sort of) has anyone tried the horse bresaola? Any good?[/QUOTE]

Actually, Sano it's delicious.. the first picture below is actually cured donkey.. from Porto Recanati!!

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[I]'Bresaola Equina' is regularly cylindrical, compact and totally fatless, with a deep red colour. It is obtained only from the best cuts of horse haunches. The processing method consists of salting the meat and subsequently curing it in special rooms where temperature and humidity are constantly under very strict control.[/I]

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The second picture is how the 'Bresaola Equina' is packaged.. so be careful all those who think they may be only eating salami! :D

:) :)

and let's not forget the famous Donkey baps that taste so good after the pub ;)

The situation in Naples, during WWII was terrible.
The city was overcrowded, often bombed and with a collapsing moral life.
For the people who's able to find them (they're quite old), i suggest to watch some movies on that period:
- [B]Le quattro giornate di Napoli[/B] - directed by Nanni Loy, it's a bout the revolt of the civil population against the german army, when even little street boys (scugnizzi) fighted and died
- [B]La Pelle[/B] - directed by Liliana Cavani, with Marcello Mastoianni - based on the novel written by Curzio Malaparte, that gives a crude description of Napoli's every day life, very similar to the stories Aliena has told us.

For people who like music i suggest to hear "Tammurriata Nera", whose lyrics are about smuggle and "colored" children who were borning after the meetings of american soldiers and neapolitan signorine.
Aliena, i'm sure you can find a link with that song and translate it.

...sorry mods, I know this post was totally off thread...:(

WoW - La Pelle - Burt Lancaster - when that film was made - my father-in-law was working at the Nato base and as an extra he had a speaking part in the film - unfortunately I don't think it was ever released in England.

:(

[QUOTE=notaio] ...often bombed and with a collapsing moral life. [/QUOTE]

Ah! maybe that's the reason why I've always felt such strong affinity with Naples :-)

In 1991 I saw NAPOLI MILIONARIA at the Lyttleton Teatre in London it was written by Eduardo di Filippo and directed by Peter Tinniswood.
Di Filippo is one of Italy's leading dramatists, whose delightful comic plays, first performed by his own Neapolitan theatre company, have become classics staged all over the world and notably by the Royal National Theatre in London.
This hilarious and touching story centres on a resourceful mater familias, who enriches herself and her family by running a lucrative black market in occupied Italy at the end of the second world war. When peace breaks out however there are old scores to be settled and rebellious children to be dealt with.
Evoking the unique world of Naples with its exuberance and wit, the play contains a large gallery of characters, lurid, shady and larger than life.

Peter Tinniswood converted into broad Scouse - which might have amused our Neoliverpolitan forum member.

The set was fantastic and definately not Liverpool:

How very strange life is sometimes.. only a few will understand the "interconnectedness" of all this.. and how very small the world really is. It's a long post.. so understandable if you get bored.. but if you can be bothered.. I've tried to make it interesting e spero ti piace!

Notaio mentions quite a few things of interest.. the first is..
[B]Nanni Loy[/B]:
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Director/Screenwriter born in Cagliari, Sardinia and studied documentary film making in Rome. Nanni Loy began assisting such directors as Augusto Genina and Luigi Zampa in the early '50s. After making documentaries, he co-directed his first features with Gianni Puccini.

Greatly admired for his World War II drama [B][I]Le Quattro Giornate di Napoli [/I][/B](The Four days of Naples), Loy has worked mostly in television since the late '60s, but has continued with features such as
[I][B]Mi Manda Picone[/B][/I].. which brings us nicely onto the New York Times review for the film.. as follows;

'The Neapolitan Mafia is one of the players in this comedy thriller about how one man in particular manages to scrape up some cash in Naples at the expense of organised crime. Salvatore (Giancarlo Giannini) sets up shop in a local hospital each day to help patients and visitors find their way around. On one of his normal days, a woman named Lucella Picone ([I]Lina Sastri[/I]) asks him to find out if her husband is in the hospital morgue ~ he burnt himself to death in court to protest the abominable working conditions at his factory!
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Suspecting something strange, Salvatore steals Picone's journal and soon works out she is actually an 'insurance' collector for the Mob. He decides to take advantage of his good fortune and starts making the rounds for Picone, letting everyone know that "Picone sent me." He knows his good fortune cannot last forever and it doesn't take long for Picone to catch on to his scheme.. but how can she retrieve her journal and stop him?'

If you want to know what happens.. watch the film.. but this is what Loy said of Sastri..

[I]"..E un po come la magnani sempre scontenta e autocritica dotata di una grande sensibilta' e di un' esigenza di creativita' che la spinta magari ad avere un rapporto difficile con il proprio lavoro ed anche con gli altri, ma nello stesso tempo migliorarsi sempre.."[/I]Nanni Loy.

Notaio then mentions [B]'Tammurriata Nera' [/B]
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here is the music link.. [url]http://www.italiamerica.org/Tammurriata_nera.htm[/url] the words are there and I don't think it needs to be translated.. this post is long enough.. but note who sings the song.. [B][I]Renato Carosone[/I][/B] who also worked with Sastri.. which then brings us nicely onto sdoj's post..

NAPOLI MILIONARIA written by [B][I]Eduardo di Filippo[/I][/B] who is one of Italy's leading dramatists and you've guessed it.. has also worked with Sastri!
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As sdoj says.. Peter Tinniswood converted Eduardo de Filippo's tale of black-marketeering wartime Neapolitans into broad [B][I]Scouse[/I][/B] which is as we all know a dialect..almost as incomprehensible as [B][I]Neopolitan[/I][/B]; it's an effective shorthand for the quirks of Liverpools character, although you have to strive to remember Naples was a city not just undergoing wartime deprivation, but under full occupation.. as Liverpool never was!

All this brings us full circle from a statuesque Neapolitan horse meat scandal through the second world war and just a few of its atrocities .. encompassing Neapolitan folk songs and singers along the way, with more history expressed through dance, theatre and film..over to New York and then, finally.. right back to Alienas doorstep of Liverpool.. and there ends the story.. or does it? ;)

Who says threads have to stay on topic? :p

:) :)

Scouse is not a dialect in the same way that Schledensi or Bresciani folk would understand a dialect.
Those two peoples speak in such an inconprehensible way that despite being only about 100 miles apart neither can understand the other's dialect.
Liverpudlian or Scouse is really just Received Pronunciation English spoken one octave higher than suits the speaker's vocal chords and always in an accusatory tone.

Thanks for your efforts, Aliena! Very enlightening...

Notaio... Memories must still be very painful for those who survived. And not really off-thread at all... it's still about Napoli, eh!? :)

[QUOTE=Aliena] Whatever she said...[/QUOTE]

Vertaling asseblief? (translation please?)

***nicked***

Osser sdoj!

If yous wern souch a scuzy pris pram loopy jus an put more of a jip time inta tak'n dat plum outa yer gob and kip'n it kekka an rel.. den more ova da people than juss Aliena wud be right made made up wiv dat lar.. g'won an get yerself a bikki.. if yous tinnie.. ahreckin ya carnt doweet so g'wan fiddle wiv da leccy cuz uz scouse lot will set da bizzies on yer cup i' scaddle yer daf.. gerit lined up kuz ya'a phukent osser! :D

:) :)

Latest SP..Ay up lar hadta up the ante on dis post cuz it waza reet muckle an youse al ad it awa fas like daan da ossy like dis fred gorra be offa alof dem topics like innit?

aha.. the great interconnectedness of things again...Canada...osser..

ba slent...cunbee na gud disday, leich..;)

[CENTER]Se questa mia città è una meretrice
Che gode al luccichio d’una moneta
Ben vengano i re magi dall’oriente
Per ammirare oppure possedere
Partenope bagnata dal suo mare
Ma per stuprarla no non ci provate
Le sue unghie feline sono aguzze
Taglienti come lame di rasoio
Ha una furbizia resa secolare
Dall’esperienza di città regina .
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Dalle navi del porto sono scesi
Nei secoli fin troppi marinai
Che nel suo ventre hanno lasciato i frutti
Di tante razze di tanti colori
Però è stupenda quando ama davvero
Ed i suoi figli sparsi per il mondo
Ricambiano il suo bene e ad ogni canto
Cresce col desiderio ed il rimpianto
La pazza voglia di tornare ancora.

LUCIANO SOMMA[/CENTER]

Luciano Somma was born in Napoli, in 1940. Luciano began to write poetry at the age of 13 and has won hundreds of first place awards for his poetry. Twice he was awarded the Silver Medal by the President of Italy.. Luciano Somma is mentioned along with the likes of Pasolini, Saba, Bevilacqua and De Filippo. He continues to be published in the most important publications in Italy.. with over 500 songs published and recorded.. apart from his poems.

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[B][I][CENTER]questa e' mia città [/CENTER][/I][/B]
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[I][B][CENTER]Le sue unghie feline sono aguzze
Taglienti come lame di rasoio
Ha una furbizia resa secolare
Dall’esperienza di città regina[/CENTER][/B][/I]
Here is the link.. listen.. enjoy
[url]http://www.italiamerica.org/effetto_napoli.htm[/url]

:) :)

Talking of Italian poetry and music.. check this..

Alan Lomax was an important folklorist and musicologist. He was one of the great field collectors of folk music folk of the 20th century, recording thousands of songs in the Unites States, the West Indies, [B]Italy[/B] and Spain. His survey of [B]Italian folk music [/B]with [B]Diego Carpitella[/B], helped capture a multitude of important traditional folk styles before they disappeared and is one of the most representative folk song collections of any culture.

All this led me on to Italian singer-songwriters and [B]Lucio Battisti [/B]who was one of the most significant Italian song writers of the 20th century.. which then led me to this..

[B]Amen Corner[/B] was a successful British pop band.. comprised of Andy Fairweather-Low (vocals), Neil Jones, Allan Jones, Blue Weaver, Mike Smith, Clive Taylor and Dennis Byron.

Initially they specialised in a blues and jazz-orientated style, but the first successful single was a No. 1 hit, "If Paradise Is Half as Nice" originally a song by Lucio Battisti, followed by another top five entry with a cover version of [B]The Beatles [/B]and 'Get Back'.

Fairweather-Low had success with a solo career in the 1970s, notably with the top ten hit "Wide Eyed and Legless", and subsequently played guitar with Eric Clapton and [B]George Harrison [/B]whose Mum and Dad lived next door to Alienas childhood home!

[B][CENTER]Get back, get back.
Get back to where you once belonged[/CENTER][/B]

Maybe all roads actually lead to Liverpool.. not Rome! :D

:) :)