Reflection

I think that lately i strated writing less f the places i visit. I’ve dedicated only one post to De Gasperi and Marchiondi. It’s not because i’m in a hurry or i’m not interested. Probably i’m just lazy, the sin i’m closer too. The visit to the Marchiondi institure left me a bit disappointed, i was so sure i would have been able to go inside. And i would have, if it wasn’t inhabited. I read to many articles about murders, rapes, robberies, injuries, not to consider the presence of anyone inside these places. I really like the thesis i’m working at: somebody can’t understand it, others envy it. But it’s not my intention to become part of the articles i’m putting aside: crime news, 90% of the time. I’ve surfed through many websites about urban exploration, especially in the States and Canada. I’ve come to a conclusion: the situation there is not as bad as here. In Italy we have great problems with immigration: a lot of people arrives, but they are not welcomed and they have a hard time becoming integrated. I’m not part of that side which thinks that all immigrants are delinquent, but the situation they find themselves into can drop them into a difficult state, becoming dangerous against their will. We don’t have the right equipment and mentality to accept people who left their own country because desperate, because hunger and for the lack of those comforts that makes a life acceptable. It’s not easy to enter their hearts and understand the way they feel. I, italian citizen, have a hard time accepting the behaviour of most of the italians, so worried of themselves to feel free to step on the others. I realize i have the same behaviour when i happen to go out grumpy. We push eachother, we curse to eachother, we don’t look in others eyes, if we see somebody in difficulty we’’l look from far away, but never get close enough to give a hand. We act like this between us. Just think what happens when we have in front of us somebody that doesn’t represent the standard. I think i can say that we don’t really take seriously this way of acting between ourselves. But if i put my self in a stranger’s shoe, who doesn’t know the language, who arrived here illegaly, full of frustrations and blame... how do we expect them to react to so much indifference and spite? A sense of self protection will come out, blaming the ones who have a normal life, the same ones who don’t even give them a glance. The human being is as intelligent as emotionally weak, and it needs very little to loose the few certanties aquired. A very simple example, quite stupid too: i’m a standard citizen, i’m not poor nor rich, i’m not ugly nor pretty, i’m not good nor bad, but it has happened many times to go into a store and been trated  in a very cold way. I feel bad about it, and i wn’t go back there agian, unless i have to.just think of those people who arrive here desperate and don’t find not one friendly face, ready to give at lest one sign of trust. I’m not showing the peace flag, i’m not saying “peace and love”, cause i’d be hypocrite, by the time i’m the first one who fears the unknown. I don’t know how long it will take to find the right balance on the theme of immigration, but i know that untill then the abandoned areas will be their property and i have no intention to infiltrate in the others house.