rains for several days that have finally started to fall and the air flushed less than twenty African countries have allowed the stench of exhaust gases over on the resumption of canine faeces and garbage left to ferment in the corners where the sweeper does not fail to arrive, and so the big topic of the summer Molfettese was declassified theme of secondary importance, waiting for the early blossoming of almond trees near the nth messengers hurried spring, which in turn precede the heat of another summer century, the topical overs. ASM
structural inadequacy or lack of education of the citizens, the tragic decline the virtues or shortcomings of municipal staff, overtime is no longer paid or decline of a culture that loved the road as if it were an extension of the hearth, the fact is that, in the squares and not virtual, the molfettesi you are passionate about and divided into bottles beer and abandoned litter, cigarette butts and plastic bags fluttering in short, to waste.
An argument difficult to determine because in truth, perhaps it will seem strange, what a waste it's not an easy thing to say. The condition of waste is not an objective state like that of a rose is a rose because it is a rose. A rejection implies the cessation of desire to have an object that is so, in fact, "refused" to become a "thing exposed," res nullius, that would be a wreck at the mercy of currents and waves if there were no laws governing the matter and establish responsibilities and duties of a parent Act refusal.
course, the life of the objects is quite varied: not all objects are expected to become garbage and those who do it in time and become very different ways. Take a particular case but significant: a book can never become waste, or can do in a short time: the object itself does not depend on the quality of paper or binding, but its content, its value in short symbolic.
In a sense, the same goes for any object: the so-called "consumer society" claim that the symbolic value of objects declines rapidly, well before the use-value. "We live in a less materialistic society that has ever existed," he once said Raymond Williams: increasing speed, in fact, we devour symbols. The relentless decline of the complacency with which the mobile monster bought a few months ago means his gradual but inevitable turn into a waste long before the object stops working: it is the time to consume it desires accelerated fed commercials and lists of bag to keep up. But
even if the wear is only semantics, does not mean no impact on the portfolio. A car loses commercial value in a predictable and easily calculated by the insurance companies even when left unused in the garage. And his impairment does not stop when it becomes equal to zero: it can also be negative. Waste, once baptized these are exactly that: "negative assets" objects, that is, to get rid of them we are willing to pay.
In Italy there is a date, 1982, and a presidential decree, the 915, that form the watershed.
Before there was no difference between waste from the production or consumption, and the community shouldered the responsibility the cost of disposing of both. Once there was a dual system for municipal waste, the disposal of which remained the responsibility of municipalities, and for those special or industrial, that should be disposed of by those who produce them. "Polluter pays" principle is the right which was inspired by the law. This has created a market in which goods "rejected" are reborn as commodities, but as is the rule of reason and the market for each company tries to reduce costs, and sometimes it can happen that he who occupies the role that is called to pursue the savings can be induced by circumstances galeotte to avoid getting too many scruples, 1982 was also the date of birth dell'ecomafia.
But this is not the story I wanted to tell, at least not today. I wanted instead to talk about this wonderful ability that man has to give names to things and names to give them life and meaning. It seems magic, do not you agree? Close to the people of Nairobi dump Koroghoco renamed with new names and so the waste of the world survive. As a shaman Duchamp pronounced new names for things and instilled a different life in urinals and bicycle wheels. Stealing words to Erasmus advertisers convince us of the folly of what is reasonable self made love to dream of running fast imagine living in a less claustrophobic. Except that comes from tombs and cities buried under lava and ashes, what we expose in the caskets of our precious archaeological museums comes from landfills: Any object can be a future of redemption and rebirth. Baudelaire was right: truly "we will wander like ghosts in a forest of symbols".
structural inadequacy or lack of education of the citizens, the tragic decline the virtues or shortcomings of municipal staff, overtime is no longer paid or decline of a culture that loved the road as if it were an extension of the hearth, the fact is that, in the squares and not virtual, the molfettesi you are passionate about and divided into bottles beer and abandoned litter, cigarette butts and plastic bags fluttering in short, to waste.
An argument difficult to determine because in truth, perhaps it will seem strange, what a waste it's not an easy thing to say. The condition of waste is not an objective state like that of a rose is a rose because it is a rose. A rejection implies the cessation of desire to have an object that is so, in fact, "refused" to become a "thing exposed," res nullius, that would be a wreck at the mercy of currents and waves if there were no laws governing the matter and establish responsibilities and duties of a parent Act refusal.
course, the life of the objects is quite varied: not all objects are expected to become garbage and those who do it in time and become very different ways. Take a particular case but significant: a book can never become waste, or can do in a short time: the object itself does not depend on the quality of paper or binding, but its content, its value in short symbolic.
In a sense, the same goes for any object: the so-called "consumer society" claim that the symbolic value of objects declines rapidly, well before the use-value. "We live in a less materialistic society that has ever existed," he once said Raymond Williams: increasing speed, in fact, we devour symbols. The relentless decline of the complacency with which the mobile monster bought a few months ago means his gradual but inevitable turn into a waste long before the object stops working: it is the time to consume it desires accelerated fed commercials and lists of bag to keep up. But
even if the wear is only semantics, does not mean no impact on the portfolio. A car loses commercial value in a predictable and easily calculated by the insurance companies even when left unused in the garage. And his impairment does not stop when it becomes equal to zero: it can also be negative. Waste, once baptized these are exactly that: "negative assets" objects, that is, to get rid of them we are willing to pay.
In Italy there is a date, 1982, and a presidential decree, the 915, that form the watershed.
Before there was no difference between waste from the production or consumption, and the community shouldered the responsibility the cost of disposing of both. Once there was a dual system for municipal waste, the disposal of which remained the responsibility of municipalities, and for those special or industrial, that should be disposed of by those who produce them. "Polluter pays" principle is the right which was inspired by the law. This has created a market in which goods "rejected" are reborn as commodities, but as is the rule of reason and the market for each company tries to reduce costs, and sometimes it can happen that he who occupies the role that is called to pursue the savings can be induced by circumstances galeotte to avoid getting too many scruples, 1982 was also the date of birth dell'ecomafia.
But this is not the story I wanted to tell, at least not today. I wanted instead to talk about this wonderful ability that man has to give names to things and names to give them life and meaning. It seems magic, do not you agree? Close to the people of Nairobi dump Koroghoco renamed with new names and so the waste of the world survive. As a shaman Duchamp pronounced new names for things and instilled a different life in urinals and bicycle wheels. Stealing words to Erasmus advertisers convince us of the folly of what is reasonable self made love to dream of running fast imagine living in a less claustrophobic. Except that comes from tombs and cities buried under lava and ashes, what we expose in the caskets of our precious archaeological museums comes from landfills: Any object can be a future of redemption and rebirth. Baudelaire was right: truly "we will wander like ghosts in a forest of symbols".
