Eccomi giunta alla parte più difficile dell'elenco: le "incomprensioni culturali". Ho pensato molto a cosa scrivere, ma certi concetti rimangono difficilissimi da esprimere. E, soprattutto, sono soggettivi.
Non esiste il paese perfetto - non è bello ciò che è bello, ma è looking like that. I do not like the sun, for one thing. And understand that this can be a problem for someone who lives in Sun City . There will certainly be many Swedes who hate the snow and nature, many who detest the English tea, many French do not like wine and cheese. These are things that do not depend on our will.
The lack of rules, in Naples, he brought two fundamental implications: we no longer have rights, then we help each other, and we have more responsibilities, so everyone feels free to do anything.
Let me explain, using a couple of examples: I have no right to running water at home, and this had been understood. When can I fill the tanks from 20 liters to stock up, as do my neighbors. Sometimes, however, that someone is caught off guard and left without supplies, and in that case, just because we all know how bad it can not even cook, do you race to help. Not to force the neighbor to return the favor when it's up to us, but because we all understand the discomfort he feels that person. Just as often, those who enter the post office takes a few extra numbers to pass, after a while 'time, the old ladies just to save their earnings in line. There empathy. We understand the suffering of others, even in small things. And since we know that nobody will ever help us, we help one another.
Regarding the duties, I have already said that this leads to a "freedom" absolute. Freedom to trample on others, for example. With impunity, among other things, given the lack of rights. So it happens that the doctors go to retrieve their wives infantry during working hours, someone parking in the middle of an intersection and falls out of the car to talk with a friend, that the professors decide to skip a couple of sessions of ' examinations, and so on.
Point is that someone has a duty to my right, as well as my duty is to the right of others. I have a duty to keep down the volume on the radio, because my neighbor has the right not to worry, I have the right to study, because the teachers have a duty to teach, I have a duty to respect the Highway , because others have the right to walk without fear for their lives. As another example, here the road signs seem invisible and I fear for my life but that of others, I know how things work and I adapt to the unwritten rules that motorists Neapolitan apply. Not only that. I care for others and I care for them. Like them, I know, they pay attention to me too. Just as motorists pay attention to them, for myself and for other motorists.
I said it is a difficult concept to express.
I try to explain better: the pedestrian knows that the motorist does not stop at the traffic lights and motorcycles that do not comply with the direction, then carefully before you cross the street and is ready to stop those who carelessly throws the basis the red light, the driver knows there is always some pedestrian who does not look before crossing, that goes with the red, but is always ready to stop, the motorist behind him knows that there is always some pedestrian who is thrown and the car in front stops, so it prepares to overtake, the first motorist knows that behind him and that is about to overtake him in danger of throwing under the walker, so I will try to occupy the center of the lane, so that the other is forced to slow down to pass, the pedestrian knows that reached the edge of the first car stops, it must check again that the road is free because there is always someone who surpasses. Complicated, eh? Just stop at the traffic lights and there would need all 'ste maneuvers. But do not stop at the traffic lights, in principle .
Another example? We return to the queue at the post: the post office employees know that there is always someone who complains, so they are rude to all in advance, the client knows that the employee is exacerbated by years of mail and therefore less prone to meet him, there are those who regularly try to be clever by jumping the queue (= no duty) and, inevitably, will arise heated discussions, which in some cases even come to fight, and I, twenty years old in good health and with a certain dose of indifference, I take a couple of extra numbers from the machine, I put the headphones and turn on the mp3 ball, so you do not hear any discussion, for a couple of numbers from my shift, the individual old people in need and saving them the row and discussions, as the cunning of Usually, they take it right with those old, who can not defend themselves and will not be defended by some staff of the post.
The time now is 15.15 and, theoretically, I should be able to rest without being disturbed by loud noises ... But my neighbor is doing vent granddaughter hysterical on the landing! I would have the right to stay in peace and the lady would have a duty to remain in his house, but I know that the house of the lady is a hole and the child does not have the space to move, why do I accept that casino at the door of my house. At the same time, the lady knows how to break the heavy balls with his behavior, so do not complain if, sometimes, I'll keep the stereo volume higher. If we had rights, the granddaughter of the lady could play at home or in a nursery school, instead of being forced to live in his grandmother's house, I would not have trouble and my neighbor would not be forced to accept the casino while the other unjustified to allow the children to play on the stairs.
I believe that the famous art of getting by "is born precisely from this lack of certainties. And, just because the message is not long enough, I make a good digression on this expression: "the art of getting by" shit, gentlemen! It's called desperation and is due to the fact that we have to accept everything and to invent a way to survive. To have rights, there would need to make do. You call it fantasy, creativity, art, and I feel if you say something like a mandolin you slip it up your ass.
Hoping that the concept is clear, therefore coming to conclusions.
I can not live like that.
There are people who like this. People who prefer to be free to park in the third row in case of need and support that they do others, people who feel freer to make the idea of late for an appointment or who appreciate imagination in finding solutions to problems.
I want certainty. I would have to follow universal rules, even stupid, but they apply to everyone and is not subject to interpretation, which is not in any way applicable fantasy. I'll dry, I'll be trivial ... but really hard to accept this way of life. There would need to help each other, if the rights all were being respected. What is considered by all my fellow citizens as a source of pride, altruism, is actually the effect of a common suffering.
Here I feel foreign, as if this culture, this way of life I do not belong at all. I always seem to have arrived in Naples for a week and not to be born, I never cease to amaze me of the behavior of my fellow citizens, for better or for worse. That is not a matter of vital importance, but I would leave here for that too.
EDIT: These two posts are born without a discussion with my friend Francesca. We promised to list all the reasons that push us to leave a bit to find 'the will to fight for this project. HERE found your interesting post. Note that you, despite finding himself the sea water that comes out of taps, not to break my balls neighbor as myself. What do you want us to have a social evil! Today
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