Hello everybody:
This time, I come to share a reflection and a quote from a text according to a particular situation that was happening during the summer while working as a postman in Correos de Chile.
What to say to a man who has not been good, a worker who lived on the street and now-because institutions-is soon to lose the house ?, What to say to a man who cries because they will not be paid as agreed for their work due to the flexible amount ?, What to say to a partner which was denied your vacation by "business necessity" ?. Finally, how not hurting me with them ?, How not to take sides against these injustices ?, How to harden their hearts against such iniquities ?.
Therefore make my own the words of a colleague, but my brother's blood, because it unites an ideal, because it unites a struggle, a future, a life ...
I hate the indifferent. I think that living means taking sides. Those who really live can not help being a citizen and partisan. Indifference and apathy are parasitism, is cowardice, not life. Why I hate the indifferent.
Indifference is the dead weight of history. Indifference operates powerfully in history. Opera passively, but operates. It's fate; that which they can not tell. Twists programs and ruins the best-laid plans. Disrupting is the raw material of intelligence.