Precarious because of whom?

Precarious: for whose fault? There is no doubt that justifying one's conscience at the expense of third parties or attributing to others the faults of one's uncomfortable condition is, of all, the solution that is often the most convenient and simple. Society, something virtual, to which we all belong, ends up being the expiatory head of all our problems. Not to mention the politicians. Surely, there are some more responsible shareholders than others, but by definition if we look for the culprit we must also look in the mirror, because we are all part of it. It's not just rhetoric, it's reality.

Taking on the weight of choices, feelings and responsibilities is not for everyone; instead it is much easier to go around left and right attributing to others the guilt of how wrong we are.

So, to cite the example of the writer, it was much easier, ten years ago, to think of not having space to emerge in a sport overwhelmed by doping events rather than giving all of itself in competitions and training. Precarious sportsman because I will never accept the compromise of doparsi, precarious because I will never accept the compromise to trample my colleagues to emerge. Precarious because of the others, precarious because of the company. A stereotype that turns into a profound conviction, to the point of preventing you from making the most of the potential you have had as a gift, to give your best in the competition, in training and in life, until you become a person who assists you immobile and resigned to misfortune that is feeding. This is precisely the problem. To pretend that all give us food, to forget how our grandparents lived, to attribute to others the guilt of our condition, forgetting that we are the appearance, the scriptwriter, the leading actor and the director of our life. Someone has faults, it is undoubted, it is a difficult and unfair world, luck is important but ... if we move to the mountains, nature has endowed us with a series of physiological defenses to avoid starving to death, has given us the intelligence and creativity to improve our condition more and more. It gave us the ability to adapt. If we resign ourselves to the precarious condition and if all this prevents us from living well, it is as if we let ourselves die of cold in the mountains without exploiting what nature has given us. On balance we would therefore have died also because of the cold, but above all we would have died for our fault.

A degree with honors thanks to a family that allowed him to carry it out, but also thanks to summer holidays regularly spent in the shifts of a local sugar factory. Waiting for him, after his studies, was the usual contract of collaboration, 16 hours a week, 40 km from home; a common situation, widespread, in many ways depressing. This boy could have filled youtube with videos against the politician on duty, foolishly blaming him for his condition; he could have taken to the streets, protested, attended all the meetings of his party, transformed his frustrations into social hatred, losing the sense of reason. Meanwhile the years would have passed, he would always have remained a precarious, but in the meantime he would have become less handsome and attractive. He wouldn't even be able to make the velino! Instead, our boy, like others, has had the fortune, the ability and the privilege to build in his own small way, with a sense of honesty and dedication, something that satisfies him of what he has done, without the need to trample, defraud or exploit anyone . Luck and privilege, but also ability, critical sense and determination. And coming out of the purely business context, and with this I conclude, I believe that the principle of responsibility also applies to all other aspects of our life. Precarious singles, because the wallet is not so full and the abdominal as not so carved as the one proposed to us; precarious singles for distance from a social model or through our fault, that we disseminate frustration when there is only need of smiles and vitality? Some give in to the compromise to evade taxes, some give in to the compromise to defraud and blackmail, some give in to the compromise of cosmetic surgery, there are those who do much worse, but also those who do not give in to compromise to sell off its honesty and principles. If you come back in the latter case, decide which mask to wear tomorrow morning. No one prevents a precarious from being happy, from taking life with philosophy, or from improving his condition; no one prevents it, even if all this could take time and so many sacrifices that few are really willing to make; what is certain is that if you wear the wrong mask tomorrow morning, if fear, sadness, resignation and discomfort dominate your choices and relationships, the experience of precariousness - working and working outside - will probably still be very long .