After much anguish, I just sent this to the mailing list of unstructured struggle
Dear colleagues, ladies and gentlemen, my name is Roberto
(Serres) and lecturer in American Literature and peril Degree in Communication Sciences for a degree.
I had participated in any meeting and initiative (I sent the demand for stabilization the Rector, Massimo remember?) Network Precarious, then I stopped, a little 'cause I had to move to Rome (in the sense of moving), a little' because the fight needs people brave and bright, and if I still a little 'courage I can feel it, the clarity I have lost some time. How
few weeks ago when a student of mine accused me of being a privileged person, and I wanted to - sorry - attack the wall. I did not like.
fact remains that it is absolutely united with you and all those who protest against this massacre. My story, personal and political, leaves no room for doubt (trust).
I could remember that I, like others, I believe (I discussed, for example, and I regret having used certain tones, with poor Marco Dino) not only legitimate but also a duty could compel to retire, and are years that students denounce certain distortions such as the notorious clause of 'work Free "that someone has discovered only recently.
I, like many of us, in the seventeen years I have been the "other side", or in this or that department, I've seen things happen that more than
a journalist interested in a magistrate, and yet they are was quiet, as many of us.
I do not think, however (we are to the point) which will suspend the teaching (beginning on Thursday, during the course). Why? Because I like to teach, like teaching, like doing research, like writing, and I also do decently. Because my father was a coal merchant, my mother sewed, my grandfather was a bricklayer, working my grandmother, all other laborers (illiterate). My attempt at university is (also) trying to redeem at least three generations.
system, and yes I include the word Governments (right and left), but also the "wrong" from the academic world that is visible to all (but not as much as it should), all from years ago to defeat this attempt. And for years, the most effective form of resistance for me is to get in that damn room. To say that there are still, despite everything, in spite of you ("you" to them, not "you" you, of course). And more so now, I really feel that it may be, honestly, the last time.
Or not?
Excuse me (I told you that are not shiny). And thank you for what you do.
Roberto
