I came back hopeful and optimistic, full of good intentions like a chocolate donut, I deliberately delayed my plans started abroad, governed the practicality of a gardener's salary with the role of archaeologist and the illusion of "this time will be different ... the people I work for, dopottutto, everybody says, are different! in Sardinia and then I'll be at home in ' most beautiful island in the world ... "
And here I am, after four months of hard work, partly because unpaid ruled by the mad passion is archeology - which also takes you to work 16 hours a day (8 in the yard with a pick in hand and 8 front of the computer to make up for the shortcomings of other division ...), bitter and disappointed than ever.
thought of never having to experience this feeling, because there is nothing more than feeling bad pawn of someone in whom you placed trust, in which you believe and you have defended.
There is nothing uglier than that stated that he / she thought might be a guide, is only half that ... and you want to go on his journey worth less than zero! But
"lords and masters" ...
-thank you, praise you because I am polite and correct (part of the character);
-never admit their mistakes for which you were the victim (sorry in private, you can not expect more, can not argue with you , to their servants too ...);
-never accept blame (it is a disrespectful attitude of the young age of 30), although it is clear that there is always something wrong in their work ...
-increasingly will feel good / and you, dopottutto have the experience (although comparison of years you have more titles and more scientific papers);
-whatever you say ... come in one ear and out the other because it is being stubborn, Sardinia, value from "Vires" intellectual honesty ... but no!
These "vires" bourgeois Nuoro Sardinia are like those who do not even sent a telegram to congratulate him for his Nobel Deledda: are false intelligentsia that seeks to reconstruct the historical identity of the island ...
I think there is a sentence that clearly defines them: they are like "Christ doped by too many defeats, gave the complicity of Nobel that exposes the convenience of an award of excellence "(De Andrè)
If the first" SOS teraccos pastores "were" kids "hungry, I am now" Abbocaeddos, laureados, buzzacas boidas and ispiantados "
... here's the beautiful island of the great men of ancestral value!
Honesty, elected as a signal not only shows you do not agree with the attitude of the President mocked Worker (so far away in miles but so close in action), but I'm eluding attitudes of conniving mafia, those ways of kinship patronage from Democrat, to get where you are willing to do anything, where you feel invincible and immortal supermen, where he admits with impunity "See the knowledge needed!"
Among the tears of anger and the experience gained, the poor deluded rebuilders of Sardinian history, I dedicate "story of a clerk" De Andrè
and as he says, "The Song of May"
still will come to your door ...
and shouted all the louder as you think you're forever acquitted
involved
as you think you're forever acquitted
involved ... "
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