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OBLIGATION TO PARTICIPATE

go by days since that vote, since that shameful referendum on the workers of Mirafiori, but the anger, dejection, shame, fear and fatigue did not abandon me. I can not help but write. I can not help but to feel my dissent. I thought a thousand times in those hands that have traced the "NO", blackmailed by the job loss, crushed by the ominous promise of an uncertain future and the charge of having been responsible for human dignity but with a stronger than any attempt to subdue. I thought of those eyes that have focused on the "NO", choosing against the privilege of certainty, against the force of those who hold economic power over the image, as a celebration of hope still dwells in the hearts of the people, in spite of those who cultivate the opposite. I thought that those hands, those eyes, those hearts that day there were no age, and if they were twenty loads of expectations of those who have the life ahead and the strength of designing and imagine all the possibilities each man should have. Those "NO", so incredible that it makes you doubt that may have been so many (the 45.95%! Not a joke ...), are the voice of our past, of my father who died of lung cancer after breathing for years at the factory, the dust of steel processing, including exhausting shifts and low wages, are the promise for the future of my children I teach social equity, justice and duty to rebel against injustice, but also the privileges. I wanted to see those workers, those here, that of "NO", the evening that have voted: I am sure, were full of passion, more emotion in between the stomach and the heart, right here, in the middle, despite the ending of certain of victory "YES", mocking and full of strength. That night, have made love to their women, it is safe. And life, for one day, stopped on that "NO": nothing has been important. Neither Marchionne, or cruelty to manipulate an instrument of democratic participation in a manner so immoral, nor the Consequences to which they were facing. That "NO" has been a revolution, like it or not. And it is only the beginning.

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2011 HAPPY NEW YEAR. HAPPY 2011 !!!!!!

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A. GRAMSCI: I want every morning is for me a New Year

Every morning when I wake up still under the hood of the sky, I feel that for me is New Year.

because I hate New Year's Eve with a fixed maturity that make life and the human spirit a trading company with its good balance sheet, and its budget and the budget for the new management. They lose a sense of continuity of life and spirit. You end up seriously believe that in years and years there is a solution of continuity and a news story that begins, and intentions and make us repent of nonsense, and so on. etc.. It is generally a wrong dates.

They say that history is the backbone of history, and it may be accepted. But we must also admit that there are four or five key dates, which any decent person keeps stuck in the brain, who played the tricks to the story. They are also the New Year. The new year of Roman history, or the Middle Ages, or the modern age. And they became so intrusive and so fossilizzanti we surprise ourselves sometimes to think that life has begun in Italy in 752, and 0 1490 1492, are like mountains that humanity has spread suddenly emerging into a new world, entering a new life. So the date becomes a burden, a guardrail that prevents us from seeing that the story continues to unfold with the same basic line unchanged, without any sudden stops, as when the tear film to the cinema and has a range of dazzling light.

because I hate the new year. I want every morning is for me a New Year . Every day I deal with myself, and renew every day . No day planned for the rest. Stops me choose me, when I'm drunk with busy lives and want to take a dip in the animal in order to draw new strength . No spiritual joists. Every hour of my life I was new, while referring back to the delay. No day of triumph in rhymes collective to do with all strangers that do not interest me. Why did they acclaim the grandparents of our grandparents and so on., Should we feel the need of the blaze. All that stomach. "

HAPPY NEW YEAR TO ALL !!!!!!!