But how sad it is to lick the hand that, just a few minutes earlier, was slapping you, just because now it’s offering you a bone?
I remember well many of my fellow countrymen (from Campania, Sicily, Calabria...) who let themselves be called "terrone" and were spat upon for years, and then, as soon as they reached the illusion of stability, as soon as they tasted the leftovers of a bit of well-being, there they were in their brand new green shirts shouting "terrone" louder than anyone else, terrified of having to share the bone that was granted to them with others like them.
Dedicated to
@[tobilobanwuzor] who – being a good coward – blocked me and doesn’t allow me to tell him that, if he weren't a fake from two cents, he would be one to take to the streets arm in arm with people like Borghezio (who organized patrols to clean the trains that were dirtied by "negro" and "Maroccan" workers returning tired from work) or with Gentilini's protégés (who wanted to take matters into his own hands against the "colored" kids who were stealing from old ladies in his Treviso), pretending not to know who certain people are just to defend that little bit of well-being that has been granted to them.
In Nigeria, over 250 different ethnic groups coexist with their cultures, languages, and religions, and this is what speaks of "defending cultural traditions"!
But not even the history of his own country...
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