Proteinuria And Sweetnlow

astronomer South

Today is a day like any other, for many ... but for me the day I chose to write my piece on this blog. I could have chosen any day, but today my "life astronomer" would have been different.
I think because of this weekend's elections: the excitement that breath walking to my country I am reminded why I left him sixteen years ago, but also reflect on the reasons why there are still "obsessed" bound.
I started to study astronomy at Bologna, I think, but I could choose any another degree course, provided far away from here! And 'that the high school science teacher had made us excited about astronomy, but the fact that it was the only other option (along with the DAMS) is not present at the University of Naples Federico II, makes it even more fascinating!
then I ran away from me who looked "strange" for the African necklaces that I loved so much, or the colorful hats that gave me such confidence, that the respectable reviews << oh my God! she and others only two women in a bar frequented mainly by men>>; from ...
now times have changed: the bar of my country have increased exponentially, as the girls attending them, and I see again the reasons for my escape.
I reached the awareness of being escaped from the death of ideology is that I slammed in my face every time you come the local elections ... a death that has engulfed even my "friends" more expensive! By corrupt politicians and mafia, the mob held sway in this land of Gomorrah, dall'abbrutimento of new generations, by injecting poison into the air every day of the "land of fires", the land raped by decades of toxic waste, from ' submissive acceptance of a people always under blackmail ... in this land of my poor job. Yet I
this Earth la adoro, e me ne rendo conto dalla rabbia assordante che provo quando una discarica abusiva di pneumatici brucia per giorni, e senti tua madre al telefono che ti dice <<… non riusciamo a respirare...> >. Come una disperata scrivo un articolo e cerco di diffondere la notizia non solo tra la gente che “la respira”, ma soprattutto fuori… perchè non ne sentirete mai parlare dai mezzi di informazione di massa.
Par contre ... cerco tutto il bello che ancora esiste in questi luoghi: nei canti degli anziani, nei balli intorno ai fuochi di sant’Antonio, nelle tammorre e castagnette che suonano per ore ed ore nelle ronde, le sole ronde buone che esistano! Le ronde di musicanti suonano instancabili nelle nostre feste popolari, while young and old dance together, and any generational distance is flattened. Is constantly looking for simplicity and genuine human relations, quality who are still in my South
Unfortunately, the degradation has become structural, and much we do not resist here, in the ex-Campania Felix.
But I will not surrender, I am continuing my research, and run ... but in the opposite direction compared to years ago. When I have two days off I take refuge in Salento, which has become my adopted homeland, a South where it still makes sense to talk about "quality of life."
walking through the olive and red earth, I dip in the blue waters of the Otrantian coast, sipping coffee with almond milk ice at the bar timeless Badisco Porto, for hours contemplating the landscape from the rocks of Sant'Emiliano Tower, the most beautiful in the world to me.
My friends tell me salentini <<… perché tu non ci vivi…>>.
Far from the South learns to love him, tell him.

Yesterday a friend told me to be proud to have a friend astronomer, he boasts that when he tells people. I am a little 'me sad, not for him mind you ... but for some reason I am reminded of the times when answering the question <<... e tu che fai?> > I immediately regret having said the truth! .. But because I did not say "shampista!
I'm not here to list the myriad of possible responses of my interlocutors, but I assure you that I often felt I'm a freak!
I love my work, I struggled and sweated a lot to become a researcher for an indefinite period, I believe that when there is more that I know do, so that we can live ... but for love, I am a woman like many others!
Simply, I would say, South astronomer, who loves him in a visceral and will continue to fight for its rebirth.

Melania Del Santo