Young
E 'is a commonplace, accepted, tested and worn by time, consider the young generation in decline, even before reaching full maturity, the decline in age, should unfortunately happen physiologically and hopefully slowly and without pain.
and I think I got to see that this is an everyday concept in every age and preserve its young generation that is no longer seen and the generation that follows and presses closely, as less valid, less prepared, less culturally equipped less animated by the usual "good will" that I have not understood what and where it is. It was a
concept I've heard when I was a boy, the people who were above me, like age, as you deserve, as experience, as a role, as the hierarchy and now I find myself I also support having reached an age where certain concepts are expressed duty for generations, if not out of conviction and experience.
Accustomed as they are, good luck and I hope to continue to be always asking me to debate, to question the validity of what I think and I say, what I believe and trust, my values \u200b\u200band my ideals and to what it I am able, I think I could still be considered young, I have often under the scrutiny of my own and personal critique of this concept, this observation, this belief, namely that new generations are no better in some respects, than the previous ones, but rather, if possible, worse, or less valid, less prepared and less adequate to meet the challenges and above all the tasks that life submit the same to us and offers us free.
Unfortunately the screen, as I said, my severe criticism, has always confirmed this feeling, this feeling, this finding, facilitated in this task by my being a psychiatrist, and then contact, by choice and passion, with real-life difficulties , there is no need to call them diseases, the various generations.
I've never been happy with this acquisition, in fact I sincerely say that I was always deeply saddened and distressed, for two reasons, one social and one personal.
The first and most serious of course, is easily explained and readily understood: if a society is such that the younger generation, those that must necessarily and inevitably pass the baton from the hands of those who preceded them, are not better, more prepared, stronger and more aware, more mature, more adequate than before that the "witness" must leave, then inevitably that society is in decline, decline all the more dizzying the more obvious is the phenomenon pejorative from generation to generation.
The second reason is more private and personal, though certainly less serious and compelling to others: if I was a kid I listened with some bored enough and this talk about the past, even better, by large, already considered old and overtaken them and now I think they also and above all I, then I must irrevocably assume that the mature and maybe old age has also reached me.
All this until yesterday, when, as in St. Paul on the Damascus parade in front of me was a novel, unexpectedly and happily reassuring, which has dispelled at a stroke, my sad thoughts.
Yesterday, for the third time I attended as a guest transmission, the TV show "Studio 254 Show" that the students of the Academy of Cesare Lanza Studio 254 to stage and that is aired on TV Gold Italy.
know the Academy to have seen her birth and have taught you, I know the boys had to have them as students of my boring classes, but for the first time I saw them all work in the construction of a television program under the guidance, caring, but not bulky Cesare Lanza.
At the end of the program, I bade farewell to them with a strange feeling, with a particular emotion, with a new taste in the mouth that only later, with the passage of time and closed at a new-found solitude I could fully appreciate, understand, rationalize, analyze, realize, and now record and transmit.
I tried to feel the sweet taste bitter belied by the facts, to verify, to touch, to have to humbly admit, I was wrong, he had misunderstood, that he bad read and interpreted to have misunderstood the reality in my dark and gloomy, pessimistic forecasts.
is clear proof of my error evaluation was right there in front of me, clear, clear, visible and immediately grasped, in his explicit inescapable reality.
The test was in those guys, those students in those persons, belonging to a later generation to mine, and that they undertook, fighting, who is passionate, who suffered the wrong, trying to learn, they wanted to achieve a result, achieve a goal, a dream come true, they wanted to work hard to achieve it, they wanted to dream.
I was not entirely clear when I was with them in their midst.
I needed to collect my thoughts in solitude, to rethink and tidy up the emotions felt, to see the slow motion memory the faces, expressions, anxieties, fears and suffering also, of those kids who dream and are committed to realize a dream. Only
alone I could draw my own conclusions, I could gather the emotions and feelings in a completed and coherent thought, rational and communicable.
E 'false and only for us more mature reassuring and comforting to think, believe, be convinced that new generations are less mature, less willing, less willing to sacrifice than they were earlier ones.
I'm happy to admit that they have so far wrong. Yesterday I saw a girl
Academy weep hot tears, desperate because he could not sing a good song, his song. I was moved. I was moved.
and I am convinced that as long as children continue to exist as humanity's future is safe and secured.
thank Cesare Lanza wanted and created this Academy, I thank the guys who make it up for providing me the opportunity to think again, for giving me the opportunity to admit you were wrong.
Domenico Mazzullo
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