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Tourism and "hills" of the story ... Partenio exists only if someone tells

"It is a point that was the strange craft as a reporter who never ceases to amaze me, and at the same time, restless the facts do not exist recorded. How many massacres, many earthquakes occur in world, how many ships sink, and how many volcanoes explode, how many people will be persecuted, tortured and killed! Yet, if there is someone who picks up a witness who writes, someone who makes a picture, that leaves a trail in a book, it's as if those events never happened! Suffering without consequence, without history.
because the story exists only if someone tells it. It 's a sad statement, but so, and it is perhaps this idea - the idea that every little description of what a view you can leave a seed in the ground of memory - to tie myself to my profession . " Tiziano Terzani


what it looked like the situation at the beginning of waste in Mercogliano April 2010.




The business card of our city to tourists and the customer is passing ... a mountain of garbage bags and varied! a really good premise for the revival of tourism in the area ....

E 'a condition to which we must resign ourselves, seeing that nothing has changed from a year ago ...? and two years ago? ( photos below are the beginning of the end of 2008 and 2009 ... )

Citizens of Mercogliano, not resign ourselves: we ourselves are the engine of change. testify and tell what that happens, not to resign ourselves for the worst.

sow, because a different and better future depends on us.

It 'important to document and tell . Here's how Roberto Saviano concludes his letter to a president who, in period of serious moral confusion and injustice consolidated we live, now accuses him of being responsible for the spread of the Camorra:

" One thing is certain: I, like many others, continue to tell. I'll use the word as a way to share, to adjust the world to understand. I was born, Mr President, in a wonderful land, and unfortunately devastated , whose beauty, however, continues to give me strength to dream about the possibility of a different Italy.

An Italy that can change only if the south can change.

I swear President, on behalf of the Italians who consider their dead all those who have fallen fighting organized crime, that there will be day be silent. This I promise. A loud voice. "

As citizens of the South, our hope is that everyone can do their own words ... that Saviano may become for each an "obsession" ... a push to survive the destruction and losses to build, day by day, a different and better future.