Someone says: Not only is the land of sly.
finally - perhaps - is starting to move something.
The battle of the ants.
Italy that is still his duty
Hello. I am the man who pays a tram ticket. The volunteer who assists the elderly themselves. The citizen who can not escape taxes. The lady who calls please. The pensioner who is in the corner offices. The manager who listens. The doctor who looks at his watch. The craftsman that coffin on the accounts. The student who does not believe in lotteries. I do not
sgom. Do not appear. Do not look for shortcuts. I do not give up. Sometimes work for others. I stop on the strips. Do not throw cigarette butts on the streets. Waiting for my turn to speak. Do not park on the sidewalk and even in the second row. I do my duty. Study, because it is important to win competitions. I'm going to vote and not by the sea. I send my children to public school. I do not think tronista or tissue. Sometimes I follow my passions ..
Letters from the Land of No, of Italy (citizens) forgotten who write to newspapers to have a hope and summarize the decline of a common life, affected by a terrible question: who makes you do? Young people who are frightened, "I fear for my future, the world, of all people, not I can see the rest of this story is telling us "(Martin, twenty years). Elderly people get depressed, "I am disheartened, disgusted. All steal, everyone eats, everyone makes endorse or recommend. If you're not so they cut off "(Barbara, seventy-five years). Girls who are questioning. As Giulia. Exemplary history that is not news, but indicates the retropensiero that hovers over us as we make a commitment: it was worth it?
Throughout the year, finished the lessons, twice a week, Julia becomes fifty kilometers to attend the most famous dance school in Italy. And after two hours at the bar and fifty miles back, is again home to do homework. It is good in class and dance. She has no time for Playstation, Xbox, not stun in front of the TV. The garden you see in the first patch of sun to practice in steps and in the wheels: on one hand, two hands, sideways. If he can continue to be allowed a daily basis: it will mean the school, then thirty miles, the lesson at the Scala, another fifty miles, the tasks and so on, except the days of the tests for all events, when it will be committed until the evening. For years and years, every year in the fear of change: risk of exclusion from school of dance.
Even now, some friends began to not understand. He wonders why there so hard, so stress, hard work. Julia wonders why he enjoys going back and forth giving a lot of fun stuff, when just appear in a TV broadcast or sway a bit 'to achieve the same goal: get out of the fray, to have a front row seat. You spend millions of Euros on TV to enhance pupae, facial tissues and even Velona. It is more or less unintentionally mocks those who have chosen a commitment, who does his work conscientiously. "They pay more sacrifice, study, hard work in this country?" Is the question that sends Julia into the well of the mail, looking for a non-obvious answer.
There was someone like her once in Milan. She was the daughter of a streetcar. With sacrifice and with the talent became Carla Fracci. But there is no more future than once, the writers today write on the walls. In the temporal paradox of graffiti semiologist Francesco Casetti law the need for non-trivial expectation. "It calls for the future, there is still no, not from this, but from the past that no longer exists. Yesterday there was a sense of tomorrow, today lacks this sense. And you must go to what is gone (the past) in order to recover what is not there yet (tomorrow). "
must rely on memory, then, because the opportunities are not geographical horizon of the various noises that no one of the boxes mail. Compared to yesterday, the web of intrigues polluted the air and narrow the boundaries of civic etiquette, as written by Sergio Romano. "The slope of our common life is affected by the misconduct, sometimes despicable, now standard practice," is the thesis of Maurizio Viroli, that the forfeiture of good practice has devoted a long discussion and a book called explicit (Freedom of servants, Einaudi).
"When you say that there is also a country for no one pulling the plane?" Calls for a doctor who in four decades ripped the final contract of employment. Women in medicine struggled to find a place, he writes: when they are good and competitive, not aligned to the standard of rampant or friend of the boss, the cut off immediately. If you have children are penalized. If you give it too much to do are scolded. If you do not line up, are marginalized. Bullying is common practice in the wards. Without sponsors, politicians in the hospitals is made difficult career ...
fondles a new deal is the civic, the discovery of new heroes. It calls for a start in politics. Massimiliano Panarari, professor of political science at the University of Modena (Italy gossip from Gramsci, Einaudi) prophesies the destruction of the dough deadly subculture that fuels the el'antipolitica. But not short, "The vision of the world in Italy is based sull'irrealtà too. " The psychiatrist and writer Vittorio Andreoli is even more skeptical: "I am afraid that this company does not ask anything, just ask and only technology where the technology void, change behaviors, it shows us what is needed to survive well, but does not solve the meaning of life. Gradually we are becoming the primary by technology in a society of injustice. "
Poor None, clinging to the hope of a normal country where good morning, as he said Zavattini, it means really good morning. Ants out of date in general flattening of the cost to society, which could be crushed between giant shoes stony and desolate, like Anna Maria Ortese imagined twenty years ago in a memorable story of Milan. A child, unfortunately slipped under the wheels of a tram, which offers lightning father anguished reflection on the meaning of life: "We are like ants, right, Dad?".
Should we say "Enough!", As the designer Giancarlo Iliprandi that the Politecnico di Milano theorizes a cultural movement to change between the air and makes a great anniversary as prime contractors Dorfles. "Just that we do not like / Just without dirtying the walls / Just to communicate the desire to change."
or call out, as Luca Goldoni, investigator of the long course of national conduct, that at some point we realized that no longer lived in the same country where he was born. "It happened when I read an intercepted phone call between a politician's friend and former classmate waiting for a TV audition. "There was no way to give me a contract," said one. And another: "And how did you get it?". "There was no way to convince him." "So what?". "So Did I date". "
No matter who you are but who you know, you philosophizes the student blog. Would a virus to the culture of convenience, "because if you do not rebuild a society based on mutual obligations we know not even enjoy our rights "Says Viroli. Need some act of courage in a country being blackmailed by selfishness and cracks. "No one begin to defend the few pebbles in the shoes of the great - said Don Antonio Mazzi, founder of Exodus - and do something about the lives of waste, even schools for the repeaters in this system just human, like Don Milani in Barbiana. Examples, responsibility, commitment, moral cleanliness, the only one parameter can not be legally recognized as that of money, they write so many. Then an indignant citizen drops a question. "Who came up with the wheeling and dealing, may have startled moral?". We, as the ants orthoses, we hope. But it is legitimate to doubt.
Giangiacomo Schiavi
July 18, 2010 Source:
- http://www.corriere.it/cultura/10_luglio_18/schiavi_senso_civico_605a76ec-9296-11df-929c-00144f02aabe.shtml
