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CALABRESE AND MEMORY 'WEAK ... WE ARE ALL NON-

In Calabria we did not have - it's true - if you exclude the scope of the collection of Ferramonti - glamorous places and situations related to the Holocaust, but we have had and we have hundreds of thousands of Jews forced to Calabria nasconderrsi or to renounce their faith for Lort not end up on a train to a death camp.

We, on the other hand, every January 27, in Calabria and Oppido, many events that they know tired routine improbabilissime activities carried out in schools or elsewhere, events that serve the laurels of adults than the education of children and training for consciences.

For thousands and thousands of martyrs nameless and faceless, forced from Calabria to escape the massacre, to hide, to forget the faith and traditions of the fathers, now in the silence and the icy cold of this day we dedicate the verses written by an anonymous witness to Auschwitz:

not growing faster than the grass at Auschwitz,
not an ear of corn
flourishing in his being.


eternal beats the rain, cold, inexorable
rust on the poles on
tangles
iron fence along the northern plains.

Gela Gela and the Vistula

our hearts in the presence of death, the barren land

does not take more
fertile seeds that hold out both hands.


Here the macabre spectacle before our eyes in horror.


How can a man be stripped, mocked, marked,

like a woman being humiliated, exploited, deceived.

no longer have the strength to remember the veterans
of Auschwitz:

plows a deep wound in their hearts,
water and blood flow in a vacuum.

not a flower grows in this land
cursed
no dove of peace
flapping its wings
white or rests on the barren branches.

Won the outcome of so much horror

me on his knees crying for our brothers Abel

crucifixes and dissolved in the wind ... a thousand more then one thousand, six million Jews slaughtered
...

the specter of a perennial nightmare
in the silence of their eyes, their
cry to God:
"when all this will end?".

I join in their prayers,
a tear
cracking my face like a sharp knife,
our flesh still cries vengeance
breathe in the air saturated with lead.


My soul trembles and catches me a thrill of horror:
in the Balkans, Cambodia, Rwanda
continue to crucify.

Forgiveness for those who have killed their hope
did not know what they were doing.

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was new in the air for several months, the revolt of the immigrants, and it happened here in this remote corner of Calabria and Italy, where the law and the law are now now only two sickly excellent and precious little words to be printed on the invitations to conferences just as tiresome in which waste time and money by now a bit 'anywhere to pretend to charge instead of a problem and not care.

It does not matter that it happened in Rosario rather than Oppido or elsewhere does not change the result.: The violent (however reprehensible) reaction of the non-degradation in which they are left to their own challenges us all.

Working for 90 to 10 hours a day breaking their backs to collect citrus fruits and olives for 30 € if you are lucky enough to be "taken" from the small owner, without intermediaries, but only for 20 to 25 € (including 5 to 'intermediary mafiosetto) if you do not have such luck, it means accumulating resentment, hatred, perhaps, still want to protest. And the protest becomes more degenerate, maybe, you run the risk of intoxication for a improbabilissima share buyback.

Rosarno So far the facts in their naked and bare simplicity. No need to explain great sociologist.

I Rosarno desperate at the end, however, less "non" to us, because they are not directly required to comply with laws and European directives. We are! But we disregard all the , placing in fact outside of Europe in every way, whether the eccettuiamo FINANCING European bodies!

We consume in virtual projects and ephemeral actions, which do not produce anything, let alone work, billions of euro rained from social funds and regional development and we do not give a serious attitude to our country, small businesses, even family members, who employ the immigrants and exploiting them enough!

We can not, or do not want to respect the work as the highest good for all, so the first place in the scale of values \u200b\u200bis small or big profit gain by the handling policy and the continued deception of the often "comfortable" regional or national laws.

And do not even come to say that integration is the only agency of the Church: the food parcels and blankets so-called works of charity or voluntary only have the advantage of clear conscience, to throw up a little ash great fire, not to help these people seriously. Also to avoid becoming violent at times!

Moreover, the integration of immigrants, as he said Ida Magli, it's just a fairy tale for fools to claim to integrate people with no roots mean to sow the first seeds of violent protest ...

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2009 annus horribilis, 2010 annus mirabilis?

At the stroke of midnight tonight ended in 2009, the year in memory of the community oppidese, there will surely be included among the happiest.

already had opened under the auspices of the worst, having to pick up the legacy of 2008 which, with its harsh backlash flood has left a gift to our city a new (after 2004), and this time irreparable cheap, disruption of the old SS 112 bis in the Ferrandina that.

In its initial months, then you have already registered dies nigro lapillus signanda The day to mark the most in black on the schedule among all 365 of the entire period: 13 January 2009 a second flood hit the area oppidese, causing the collapse of some pylons supporting the bridge over the river Marro, the subsequent closure Road-traffic Ferrandina Quadrivio Amato, and the almost total isolation road in our town.

It added that the storms in question have also caused enormous damage to roads and urban interpoderale and fields and, thus, have dealt a lethal vulnus to agriculture, the main economic driver of our territory.

addition, fault this year there was also the mockery of their delayed repair, and in fact only ten months after his downfall, it was possible to replace the bridge over the river by a footbridge near Marro prêt-à-porter , while, in relation to the road of Ferrandina, the year ended as it began, with travelers to and from Oppido still forced to transit via Varapodio.

darkens this gloomy picture (which, alas, so far painted a single color), the black each hospital who, after years of proud survival to a death foretold was scaled up to maintain an existence little more than symbolic.

Taciamo of the many projects, most municipal recovery facilities and the activation of initiatives to help create jobs, invigorate the economy, to lift the ' appeal of a town in need of revival, and after decades of development in 2009 are still reluctant to red tape, the objective difficulties and ignorance of men, to become reality.

not gone unnoticed, however, the exacerbation of divisions within the community oppidese consolidated, divided into factions (mainly political and, of course), which unfortunately often appears, by the partisan spirit of vengeance, more ready to land the opponent which to cooperate with him in order to raise up their country.

It comes to mind as I write these lines to the famous Paul Verlaine ("Je suis Empire à la fin de la decadence "), sublime metaphor for the decline, and that well suits our oppidum, decadent nobleman who, similarly to the continuation of the settlement, go see the barbarians who prey on the dedicated, distraction or impotence, to idle pursuits very different from those needed to avoid the abyss.

But really there is nothing to save, for oppidesi, ceased in the year? Maybe. Perhaps the transition to the polls for the renewal of the Board Municipal and subsequent turnover at the helm of City Hall, which are always opportunities to reshape programs and revive hopes, though, after six months, the expectations of the new administration are still awaiting confirmation. Perhaps, without presumption and in our small, the birth of this blog (and others that preceded or followed), virtual space as in-depth discussion and useful to stimulate individual and collective growth and, above all, to make up for the lack of a real place at the same duty deputy.

not despair, however, and trying to overtake, with the optimism of the will, pessimism of reason, we start from today, encouraged with the old adage that "more is not dark at midnight." Who knows

2010, bearing in mind that man is an exclusive maker of his destiny, could be some pleasant surprises: first of all, we hope the completion of that great labor of Hercules, which is proving to be the work of creation variant of the road in the district Ferrandina.

E, this nourishing little hope, to all visitors of this blog, oppidesi or not, hope that 2010 will truly be a super year!