Tuesday, November 3, 2009

My Nipples (male) Are Extremely Sore

General Manager Luiss "My son, leave this country"


The author was Director General of RAI. He is currently director general of the Free International University of Social Studies, Luiss Guido Carli.

"My son, you're going to finish your university, you have been good . I have no reproaches from you. You finish early and well: a lot more than your mother and I had expected. That's why I speak bitterly, thinking of what is now waiting for you. This country, your country is no longer a place where we can stand with pride.

You can only imagine the pain with which I say these things and concern for a future that will end up breaking the gentle habits of our life together, as was the case for all these long years. But I can not honestly hide what I have long meditated. Do you know enough to know how strong your sense of justice, the desire to get the results, the feeling of friends to hold together, good and bad alike. And, again, the idea that studying hard is the only way to make credible and reliable in the work that you meet.

Here, look around. What you see is that all this has less value in a society divided, quarrelsome, highly individualistic, ready to sell off the minimum values di solidarietà e di onestà, in cambio di un riconoscimento degli interessi personali, di prebende discutibili; di carriere feroci fatte su meriti inesistenti. A meno che non sia un merito l'affiliazione, politica , di clan, familistica: poco fa la differenza.

Questo è un Paese in cui, se ti va bene, comincerai guadagnando un decimo di un portaborse qualunque; un centesimo di una velina o di un tronista; forse poco più di un millesimo di un grande manager che ha all'attivo disavventure e fallimenti che non pagherà mai. E' anche un Paese in cui, per viaggiare , devi augurarti che l'Alitalia non si metta in testa di fare l'azienda seria chiedendo ai suoi dipendenti il rispetto dell'orario, perché allora ti potrebbe capitare di vederti annullare ogni volo per giorni interi, passando il tuo tempo in attesa di una informazione (o di una scusa) che non arriverà. E d'altra parte, come potrebbe essere diversamente, se questo è l'unico Paese in cui una compagnia aerea di Stato, tecnicamente fallita per non aver saputo stare sul mercato, è stata privatizzata regalandole il Monopolio, e così costringendo i suoi vertici alla paralisi di fronte a dipendenti che non crederanno mai più di essere a rischio.

Credimi, se ti guardi intorno e se giri un po', non troverai molte ragioni per rincuorarti. Incapperai nei destini gloriosi di chi, having made even the taxi driver, you see rewarded - for reasons guessed - with a Board of Directors, or not knowing anything about electricity, gas and various energy, undaunted access to the top of a multi-utility. Not worth anything have spotless record, if there are sufficient grounds to work on other land, able to push a delicate task, perhaps critical to the fate of industrial country. This is a country where no one seems destined to pay for the mistakes made, imagine if you will pull back and thought he did not touch a place more than once officiated by registered post to any office. I could go on and on, bored and depressing.

Hence, when the heart suffering more than ever, my advice is that you, your studies finished, take the road from abroad. Choose where to go have a value loyalty, respect, recognition of merit and performance. You probably will not all gold, not that. Also happen that often, you take the nostalgia of your country and, I hope, of your old. And you will try to come to terms, to do that for which you have prepared for years.

Listen to me, this is a country you do not deserve. We wanted it to be different and we have failed. Us too. You have the right to live differently, without asking, for example, if what you say or write can disrupt some of these mediocre count the risk of being placed in the viewfinder, even subtly, and find yourself marginalized without understanding why.

Now that I have said what I wanted to avoid with all my strength, I know, I expect, what would you answer me. I know you and love you for that too. I say it's all true, that things are just like that, that you suck, but you, for this, do not give it to him won. That's it. And I do not know, believe me, if you worry more for this obstinacy, or rejoice at having found a way to not let me down, favoring my bitterness.

still ready to suffer.

Love, your father
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