The 406-word sentence

I thought it would be neat to share a little bit of my reading with my family and friends, so everyone could see what I'm learning about in Italy!!

The following sentence/passage/deathtrap, written in Italian of course, took me about an hour to decipher. (By "decipher", I mean look up all the words I didn't recognize.) After having finished this long and tedious process, I realized I still had no idea what the sentence/passage/deathtrap meant, so I decided to type it into "www.freetranslation.com" and see what would happen. Frankly, I'm surprised my computer didn't explode. Everyone, meet my nemesis:

Also in its to say itself "communist" (and in the route that for designation of its party, he completed in this damp dawn like a sponge) it not it is distinguished outcome where arrived a duty handed down of generation in generation (between the walls of those ecclesiastical buildings Amerigo is seen - a little one ironically and a little one on the serious one - in the part of a last anonymous heir of the eighteenth-century razionalismo - I stay of that inheritance ever known to make to yield - in the town that held Giannone in stumps) and outcome where the outlet in another story, old just of a century but already bristly of you obstruct and steps obliged, the advance of the socialist proletariat (then was across them "contradictions it of the bourgeoisie" or "the autocoscienza of the class in crisis" that the struggle of class had arrived to move also of about forty years only - embodiment of that struggle of class, since the communism had become international power and the revolution is made discipline, preparation to direct, negotiation from power to power also where it is not had the power (therefore also Amerigo this game of whom a lot regulates seemed fixed and inscutable and dark but a lot it is had the sense of to participate to establish them), or, communism, was a touch of reserve on the general matters, that pushed Amerigo to choose the most limited tasks of party and modest how recognizing in you are the most surely useful, and also in these going always gotten ready to the worst, wanting to keep itself serene simply in its (other generic limit) pessimism (in part hereditary also that, the plaintive air of family that contradict the Italians of the minority it wins it is noticed to have loser), but always in line subordinated to an as much optimism and stronger, the optimism without which would not have been communist (then was necessary to say, first: a hereditary optimism, of the minority italians that believes to have won every time that loses; that is to say the optimism and the pessimism were, if not the same thing, the two faces of the same leaf of artichoke), and, in the Italian, the sense of the relevant one, the faculty of adaptation and awaited (that is to say the age-old enemy of that minority: and then all the cards returned to confuse itself because who leaves in war against the skepticism cannot resign lose itself, otherwise it is identified with the its enemy), and above to all have understood it finally what did not want us then a lot understand: that this is alone an angle they decide themselves, we do not say elsewhere because elsewhere it is everywhere, but on a more immense staircase (and also in this there they were reasons of pessimism and reasons of optimism, but the first came to the most spontaneous mind).

I'm sure you didn't actually read all of that (can't even read one sentence, you slackers!), but if you had, you'd know that it doesn't make any sense and that my brain is about to self-combust. I'm happy to say that I've managed to read 8 pages of this stuff today... but I'm not so happy to say that it took me over 3 hours and 2 shots of espresso to do so.

My dear, wonderful, much-too-helpful friend Ryan was kind enough to inform me that at this rate, it will only take me 20 full days (reading 24 hours each day, of course) to read the 1000 pages of required text for my literature class. Since there are about 80 days in the semester, this leaves me 60 days of freedom.

Luckily I think Calvino will be the heaviest of the reading, and this book is only 80 pages long which means it should only take me about 30 hours to read. In other words, I love you all but I'm wasting precious reading-time by writing this. Goodbye :)