Dear Adele, I love your book so much, that I almost regret because sometimes I have no problems, or at least one ready to export ... (And this could be the one to talk). However, given that today I am particularly annoyed by the mounds of spazzatuura people throw on the ground, I will ask for advice on this.
Here in Naples, not all but many, young and old from throwing the garbage, sometimes not the top, whatever the ground. Certainly the preferred method is through the window, even though they know that ltutto will end on the terrace or in the garden of the nearby asylum where they send their young.
For example: Serena, the lady who lives in my house, throw your hair when cleaning the brush, water conditioner and all strictly butts from the window of an apartment on the first floor.
One day I asked her with great kindness of passers-by at least save us from incandescent to fire my synthetic mesh, but she replied with equal seriousness that is stronger than her, who does not enjoy a cigarette if you do not throw out the bathroom window ...
In the same building, some unidentified full sexual relations outside the window, throwing used condoms. Many mothers bring their children on Sunday afternoon at the park and buy their chips and ice cream, never a reproach against the little children who throw around on the grass (dove io non posso passare con il cane perchè sporco) ceffoni a raffica, se i pargoli si sporcano i vestiti, costringendole all'ennesima seduta di lavaggio e stiraggio.
Ultima visione angosciante e incomprensibile:i bidelli della scuola affianco al mio ufficio se ci sono computer, tavoli, sedie, toner e quant'altro da eliminare si recano sulla strada soprelevata fuorialla scuola e buttano tutto da li.....i cassonetti di fronte vengono ignorati completamente.
C'è qualcosa in me di anomalo? Dovrei parlare conqueste persone, cercare di capirle e avvicinarmi alloro modo di pensare o mi consigli di andare per la mia strada e continuare imperterrita in una solitary and anonymous collection?
Please help me, when I go to buttarel'immondizia I feel like an idiot.
Thanks Adelina
Dear Adeline, your letter is so accomplished that I doubt its veracity, which let's face would be a real scandal in a blog that prides itself only report evidence of proven authenticity.
But not give you the benefit of the doubt would be very contrary to my policy and that is why I will try to answer you.
I agree with you: these practices have now no longer any justification and should be stigmatized.
Now, you too will understand that the words in these cases may soon, and that the adoption of a trusting behavior that is taken as a model, has its limits.
then I suggest an initiative that will engage your fellow citizens on the subject of riclaggio.
Ask permission to occupy a courtyard and organize a great day for the disposal engaged. In this
occsione every woman can bring your own partner in the interim landfill and make sure you get rid of in a secure location. Funny
employees who recruit them to your friends, explain that they are no longer disposed to welcome in the lives of their daughters.
After a brief re-education, however, the engaged couple will be put back on track and will be chosen by all the women present as new partners.
all without producing harmful waste for the environment!
I'm sure that if you adopt this little trick will have your campaign a success!
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