Thank You Letter Fordental Hygiene Interview

I do not bank the indifferent

a day like today, I quote a bit by Antonio Gramsci, then: * hate the indifferent (1917). This paper describes very well something I have been feeling in relation to the neglect of many unfortunate comments, either by people who could be considered ignorant (and not just Ignat, but ingorante. "Ignorant" is a sound that gives half gerund feeling that is happening now, in the present and continues thus resulting in a choice of how to live now, a Ignat by choice.). Or by people who clear the memory and respect of human rights little care.

To not forget them either (because I can not nor should I, because I feel it), those who forget, who do not care, which does not hurt, the dead ones, the indifferent.

* Note: Well, yes, the word "hate" is very strong, more on this day. So rather read it as a "bank did not" just to lighten, if possible.

"I hate the indifferent. I think that living means taking sides. Who really live, can not fail to be a citizen and partisan. The indifference and apathy are parasitism, are knavery, not life. Why I hate the indifferent.

Indifference is the dead weight of history. Indifference operates powerfully in the story. Opera passive, but active. It is the fate, that which you can not tell. Twist programs, and ruin the best-conceived plans. Disrupting is the raw material of intelligence. Whatever happens, the evil that has befallen all happens because the mass of men abdicating their will, allows the passage of legislation that will repeal only revolt, consent to the accession to power of men, who get only a mutiny then overthrow. Ignores mass indifference, and then it seems like fate that everything and everyone runs over: who consents, as well as the dissenter, who knew, just as the did not know, to assets, as well as the indifferent. Some whine mercifully other obscenely blaspheme, but no or very few people wonder: if he tried to assert my will, would have happened what happened?

also hate the indifferent why: because I got tired of her whining eternal innocent. Accounts ask each of them: how they have undertaken the task that life has placed them daily, what they have done and especially what they have done. And I'm on the right to be inexorable and the obligation not to waste my pity not to share with them my tears.

'm partisan, I'm alive, I'm already in the consciousness of my hand the pulse of the future city activity on my part that they are building. And in it, no social chain weighs on a few, nothing that happens in it by chance, nor the product of fate, but work smart citizens. Nobody in it is watching from the window at the slaughter and bleeding of the few. Live, I'm partisan. Therefore I hate those who do not take sides, I hate the indifferent. "