Written by Marcello de Angelis, 10/05/2010 12:09
Restoring a sense of common belonging. Recover their ability to recognize and renew their willingness to make a journey together. The PDL is the place of the thousands of individuality that only a very small and marginally, becomes co-existence of residual groups, plus "group" communities that now, more cliques and current. We, however, we find ourselves. How do the battlefield when the shooting stopped and the smoke clears: the companions are called by name, one by one, to count the living, wounded and missing.
Or when you wake up shipwrecked on a beach, among the remains of the ship and you look around, shielding his eyes from the sun, to see other figures moving on the sand. Scenarios for survival battle, shipwreck. Strong images, but this one was. The choice of different roads, lack of understanding or acceptance of the reasons of others, even the parliamentary change inside the classroom looks like this and certainly not in a festive event. It was necessary to separate again to realize, painfully, that a "we" was still there. See a piece of us goes away and makes you nod from another deployment, but not even near the same, is not pleasant.
We've been through and learned that only the less wise, in these cases, raise the shades, throw invective or anathemas. Because in politics, inevitably, we find ourselves. When personal interests, satisfied or disappointed, quiets, and when the infatuation, which have produced successes or failures, giving way to a clearer view, remain the suffering experienced and overcome together, are the dreams and memories. There are still songs and the world is divided between those who know and who has never heard back and everything familiar. We arrived at PDL veterans of victory, after a life at the front: won, but never defeated. We did not arrived in dribs and drabs, having thrown weapons, uniforms without insignia and torn.
We marched with the honors of war, with enemies that we always recognized that he had never dropped the flag and have survived, against all odds and expectations, standing, with dignity and honor. Once out of line, we lost. New houses, new friends, new clothes. Those who preferred the lounges and taverns who. Who cries pathetically the good old days and who wants to even hear of him. But we have a responsibility not only to where we are but increasingly because we belong to a generation that has proven to do this and that. Better than others know how you make a party, how it is organized, how to make pictures, how to motivate activists and how it prepares to face, without getting lost, the defeats (which to be together in the victory are all good).
This, however, the PDL do not know anyone, and those of us who were heads and that they still seem to have forgotten how. There are flags to be recovered from the mud where they are abandoned and only we can do it. Political ethics without compromise, where there is no room for cronyism, for personal careers, for embezzlement. Serve the people, rather than use it. Loving the country beyond the familiar, over localism, as well as the pettiness of personal interests, corporate, lobbyist. Keep in mind mainly the protection of the weakest and not succumb to pressure from the powerful.
safeguard the dignity and independence of the nation, never to be most subjects, the colony never, never subject to foreign interests. Loving comrades and the flag, because they are the only thing that remains when all is lost. Do not be afraid to tell us. Remember that the ego is the enemy of us and that alone can make a splendid career, perhaps, but never a dream that is worth living and dying. Kill the upstart and greed that unfortunately dwells in us. The availability of posts and resources has made us say "why him and not me? Why them and not me? ".
Simple: because they are sold and we do not. They have nothing else to sacrifice their dignity. We have already sacrificed their lives and this has given us something that no one cares, why has not the market, because you can not buy or sell: the honor. Finally defeat the disillusionment. Return to believe that they can still win the just and the triumph of meddling is only temporary. Find and identify. Close ranks and continue the journey. Perhaps none of us individually, it's worth it. But the people who need it. And the country deserves it. Again we have no choice. Giving up is not an option.
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