Italy is good, it’s fun, we have so many ruins from our glorious past, so much history, the food is good, etc etc.
The country is rotten. Much of my contemporary culture belongs to Italy. Italian language is the one I clearly speak the best, and it’s the one that can give me real good laughs (possibly the most important thing in life). I was brought up by a great family. My relatives sometimes resemble to saints. However, Italian culture is mostly wrong (principalmente sbagliata). It does not really make a point of being honest and altruist. That is left to Catholic religion.. (quello e’ lasciato alla religione cattolica) which is clearly optional. Often people that go to church are the same that commit the worst crimes.
Recently, just came back the “sport” of throwing rocks into freeways (lanciare pietre sulle autostrade). Just yesterday a person died, 5 are injured, one critically.
Some individuals are rotten (marci), but I blame (accuso) the culture. Nobody (nessuno) in school ever taught (insegnato) me to be a good person. I sometimes had classmates that were bastard robbers (ladri), their parents clearly didn’t do their job right (non hanno fatto bene il loro lavoro), teachers clearly didn’t have any instructions on how to educate the fuckers. In any case, not all teachers would have been up to their tasks (in ogni caso, non tutti gli insegnanti sarebbero potuti essere all’altezza del loro lavoro (di educare)) (I admit I may have been lucky with my teachers too, but also my parents always made sure I wouldn’t get bad teachers).
I’m ashamed to be Italian, and if one day I’ll ever be given the option to switch (cambiare) my citizenship (cittadinanza) from Italian to Japanese, I’d probably do that.
I’m clearly Italian, but most of all I belong to my family (principalmente appartengo alla mia famiglia). The elements of my family that I know, are all much better than the average Italian population (poplazione italiana media). Only one time I’ve ever stolen something. I must have been 6 or so. I did it because I must have had a bad influence. I felt bad as I did it (sono stato male gia’ facendolo), then, at the next occasion, I made sure to bring back the item (ritornare l’oggetto), even though (benche’) nobody ever saw me doing anything (at least I think). And I’ve been ashamed of myself since then.. even though no damage was done.
Yet, there are motherfuckers out there (ci sono delle teste di cazzo in giro), that are such low-lives (che sono tali vermi) that they have to try and kill other people (hanno dovuto provare ad uccidere persone), just to feel important.
Those people deserve not the death penalty (non solo la pena di morte), but the torture & death. However, one should consider their parents, which didn’t do their job right, but may have some excuses.. when you send your kid (figlio/a) to school, you never know who he/she is going to meet in the class.
The bottomline (la morale) is that the system is fucked. Some may wish to fix it (alcuni vorrebbero aggiustarlo). I just want to get out of it (much like I did when I needed to work for real). I don’t want to be Italian, the average Italian (italiano medio) doesn’t fit me, also there are too many robbers (try go visiting Naples and see what you don’t get stolen (quello che non ti fregano)), and, apparently, depressed, potential killers.
As of now (d’ora in poi), but actually for a few years already (di gia’), Italy to me, only means my relatives and my friends (significa solo i miei parenti ed amici). The rest (il rimanente), it’s what I know too well to like (quello che conosco troppo bene per piacermi). Sure, many good and great people.. but, on average (in media), a fucked up culture (una cultura ridotta a merda).
In conclusion. I really hope that those people that threw rocks onto the freeway get caught (vengano presi) as soon as possible. I also wish that someday death penalty will come back in exercize (ritorno della pena di morte), because you can’t voluntarily kill someone and not be killed yourself (non si puo’ ucciredere volontariamente, e non essere uccisi di riflesso). You got a bad education ? Too late (troppo tardi per te).
..post with Italian explanations of what I think that may be harder to read for Italians that don’t have much experience with the English language 8)
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