The shabbiness, rudeness and disrespect of us Italians (summary)

The shabbiness, rudeness and disrespect of us Italians (summary)
Today I discussed the issue in question here, with my friend Paul, reflecting on the fact that we have a behavior quite incredible, because we complain, however, and always, but we are the first that contaminate all our common public places. (Stations, trains, metro, buses, parks and gardens, etc etc).

So basically we have a little respect for what is common, unlike other European peoples, generally more advanced and conscious in that sense!

We are immediately jumped to mind the origins of this, unlike degl’Altri of our People: A) we have always been a land of conquest, and so we always had the mentality of the oppressed, allowed to wreak havoc and steal everything that was made available public, out of spite against the invaders. B) we have had and still have a church that has grown in the Italian fears and limitations of moral and ethical oppressive taxation C) have significantly lowered our civic culture in the schools from the elementary D) the complete lack of presence State (for example: once we had on public transport in addition to Driver, the Comptroller and the Ticket – then figures Institutional) E) we have again been conquered by an army of non-community, who, (not all), to themselves oppressed as we Italians in their countries, pouring into our country, vent their anger as they are to us, because we gave them space to exploit, but without that you are using behavioral s’adeguassero our civilians. F) to join a State vessatore everything and indifferent Bourbon-bureaucratic

But the main problem remains the complete absence of the state now give an example: Because of financial problems have taken over a year now, for use after 25 years, any kind of public transportation (tram, bus, train etc. ). Well the buses are dirty, smelly and without air conditioning sometimes crammed like sardines negl’orari peak, with drivers who mistake the means for a Formula 1 car, metro just “agghingati” if not worse, railway stations (see for example Lambrate – newly renovated) which looks like a garbage dump in the open, the trains that once you’ve been there you have cestiti and even the hair will smell like dirt and grease, but the common problem of all this, is that you do not see around a figure Institutional. When I was a teenager, if only I had dared to place his feet on the seat in front, I would have done a “cazziatone” tremendous, not so much from the figures, but by the Institutional Italian and reasonably full.

Allow me to write this considering that in my life I have been lucky enough not only to travel but to live in half of Europe and then as my guide, when I write, I do so with full knowledge.

We meditate!