Reflections Wishing all our friends a Merry Christmas and a Prosperous New Year carryover from my forum www.vivicentro.org , what, in my opinion, is a reflection on what it is worth stopping for a moment. That is why I post here as well. I hope it will lead to some debate. The weight of a man is measured in the values \u200b\u200bthat it professes and believes in
I do not know if it was better in the old days, certainly there were values \u200b\u200bthat had weight and texture very different from those present.
- I still remember with nostalgia a sweet story that my mother loved tell us kids it was almost a fairy tale. Dall'epilogo sad indeed, but more instructive than a thousand words. His grandfather was the former mayor in a small town in the Varese province, ed'esempio point of reference for a few dozen families, than they are today, the mayors of our communities. There were no phones or fax machines or computers or mobile phones and communications officers were almost an extraordinary event. It is so that one day the arrival of two policemen in the village on horseback tried the mayor, has shaken the quiet life of the small village.
- Nothing to worry about really, just a simple request for information, but enough to disrupt the pride and moral uprightness of my grandfather. Being tried in front of the whole country then as now those who were and are sacred institutions, had so disturbed and saddened as if the eyes of its people had lost credibility and respect.
- From the fact that innocent but so full of meaning for his honesty and clarity of mind they have resulted in a first psychological and then physical discomfort as to lead eventually to death. Tale from the book "heart" someone will say amused grin. Maybe so, but I like to remember it and tell it to my time with my daughter, not only to keep alive the memory of generations, but also to ensure that does not forget that the weight and stature of a man is also measured by the values \u200b\u200bit professes, and he believes. Especially these days where everything is so confusing and justified because "Look at Me," by no longer being able to discern right from wrong, truth from falsehood, reality from the fog of deception.
- My God, it's so sleazy witness the brazen and shameless commercialization of a political class to facilitate and endorse private interests and lobbyists. The god of money seems to have become the engine that drives every human action, relegating them to a dark corner, dignity and honesty as if they were optional obsolete.
- not to mention the absolute shamelessness of those who hold public office despite slopes with the law in various ways. Among the House, Senate and the European Parliament, with as many as 25 more convictions with 57 other pending cases of various degrees. A large delegation of "otherwise honest", that is certainly no honor and that is towed and example for other smaller administrators at various levels whose balance is lost in an endless list.
- Maybe the world of my ancestors were really from the book "Heart", but this present world is definitely a circle of hell Dante. And if the example from above, then become justified all the other behaviors, from the 'crafty neighborhood "of finance, which declined to the lowest levels of sport and entertainment, where poverty and squalor reign supreme and the most moving low instincts of the spotlight for an hour and a fistful of dollars.
- It is a wretched world that surrounds us and that comes into our homes heralded, praised, extolled at every opportunity, sometimes criticized in the truth (but rarely), always tolerated and defended in a sense as is riding the protests and defenses more or less justified the various lobby the country's economy.
- What has this to do with what has been said so far? It's the same side of the coin golden totem and fetish and symbol of a way of thinking and weigh life and expectations only with the size of the fistful of dollars by pocketing.
- Some time ago I accompanied a friend, owner of a shop, at a trade show to help them choose products for your business. If the goods purchased has arrived, I Assisted the method in which it was determined the selling price. Doubled the cost of product purchase, and then adding the percentage of the taxes that would have paid with their tax return, the same price of the product for sale in the shop. To my surprise surprise simply announced, "it is' you do."
- therefore I am hard every gesture of solidarity to protest a category for these taxes when I pay them to him. So I have no regrets about how the crocodile tears of so-called professionals and artisans while pocketing fees that then do not say much. Try going to a dentist or a mechanic or an auto body shop. Try to call a plumber or an electrician. If the poor worker or pensioner would be able to download a certain and equitable measure these costs and purchases, perhaps we would pay a bit 'all right and we would all be a bit' less humiliating poor and a bit 'less blatantly rich.
- There is no dignity in poverty tax As there is no honor and merit in the wealth stolen. But this is utopia, I realize. The world thus remains in the hands of scoundrels and those who remain dry mouth, weeping for his failure or inability to adapt.
- Sometimes I get the feeling of living in a world of my own naivete, where all things, justly I think Solomon could be resolved. If anyone remember Mr. Tremonti that doubling the price of entry into force of the euro began its decree by a law that doubled the minimum bet of the lot of 1,000 lire to 1 euro (1,936.27 pounds), thus establishing the equivalence officially and in fact, perhaps we would not be to blame and curse all day and cry because this unfortunate € end of the month it is hard to get there.
- This is the world of today, we are told and those who do not understand is "out".
to say it is a pity that the same people who fix the laws after they have been violated, or when they do, or does knowing that violate them with impunity.
Dear old ancestor, are precisely the times changed, but maybe he's right your silence certainly did not become better.
- AMBROSE - Frigerio - Padenghe sul Garda -
