"What happens, the evil that befalls everyone, is because the mass of men abdicating to his will, leaving only enact laws which will repeal the revolt, leaving the men who come to power only then will overturn a mutiny."
Un testo che ancora una volta ci parla di un italiano a tutto tondo, che nella contrapposizione agli "indifferenti" richiama l'obbligo morale per tutti i cittadini alla responsabilità del vivere sociale e politico. Un richiamo che, in un periodo di distacco tra la politica e i cittadini, è come un balsamo contro la tentazione di lasciar perdere tutto, di rinchiudersi nel proprio guscio. Qui di seguito il video di Luca e Paolo, tratto dal sito de l'Unità , il giornale fondato da Gramsci nel 1924 e, sotto, il testo. Per chi volesse consultare il testo integrale di Antonio Gramsci, leggere qui :
"I hate the cold.
I think that living like to be partisan.
who lives really can not be a citizen and partisan. The indifference is apathy, is parasitism, it is cowardice, not life.
because I hate the cold.
Indifference is the dead weight of history.
Indifference operates powerfully in the story. Work passively, but it operates. E 'fate, which is what we can not rely on, is what upsets the programs, which brings down the best built planes, is the brute matter strangling intelligence. What happens, the evil that befalls everyone, is because the mass of men abdicating to his will, leaving only enact laws which will repeal the revolt, leaving the men who come to power only then will a mutiny to overthrow. Between absenteeism and indifference few hands, not supervised by any control, they weave the fabric of community life, and ignores the mass, because he cares, and then seems to be the fate to overwhelm everything and everyone, it seems that history does not is nothing but an enormous natural phenomenon, an eruption, an earthquake whose victims are all those who wanted and who did not want to, who knew and who did not know, who had been active and indifferent people. Some whine piteously, others swearing obscenely, but none or very few people wonder: If I had done my duty if I tried to assert my will, would have happened what happened?
hate the indifferent even to this: Why bother me with their eternal whining innocent.
I ask each of their account of how he played the role that life has placed and places every day of what he has done and especially what did not. And I feel I can be relentless, not having to waste my pity, not having to share them with my tears. "
I think that living like to be partisan.
who lives really can not be a citizen and partisan. The indifference is apathy, is parasitism, it is cowardice, not life.
because I hate the cold.
Indifference is the dead weight of history.
Indifference operates powerfully in the story. Work passively, but it operates. E 'fate, which is what we can not rely on, is what upsets the programs, which brings down the best built planes, is the brute matter strangling intelligence. What happens, the evil that befalls everyone, is because the mass of men abdicating to his will, leaving only enact laws which will repeal the revolt, leaving the men who come to power only then will a mutiny to overthrow. Between absenteeism and indifference few hands, not supervised by any control, they weave the fabric of community life, and ignores the mass, because he cares, and then seems to be the fate to overwhelm everything and everyone, it seems that history does not is nothing but an enormous natural phenomenon, an eruption, an earthquake whose victims are all those who wanted and who did not want to, who knew and who did not know, who had been active and indifferent people. Some whine piteously, others swearing obscenely, but none or very few people wonder: If I had done my duty if I tried to assert my will, would have happened what happened?
hate the indifferent even to this: Why bother me with their eternal whining innocent.
I ask each of their account of how he played the role that life has placed and places every day of what he has done and especially what did not. And I feel I can be relentless, not having to waste my pity, not having to share them with my tears. "
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