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How are the people of Seattle a decade after its birth? More specifically, where it is today?
After the fall of the Berlin Wall, another anniversary is also important to remember these days: November 30, 1999, when Generation X ceases to be an unknown and decided to take up flannel shirts, scarves, pants torn, and took to the road rage to explode.
Inside the faces cut by the wind of Seattle guys were held up by all as gone, burned, unrecoverable. Alcoholics, drug addicts, amoral, canceled from television and commercial promotion, listless and devoid of stimuli, unable to feel emotions. Yet that day were many.
The reality is that maybe there were just in the faces of children who feel nostalgia for things they had never had such a loving family and a peaceful life, they understood that everything was done to see them was unattainable. That was not possible for everyone to become a rock star, walk around with a Corvette, surf between provocative blondes in bikinis that you wink. The people who first realized the American dream in the late nineties, it was gone. Dead and buried. That glossy cover that covered the smiles of celebrities in reality it was just cold wind that hurts your hands and face.
The people of Seattle is sick today. Many had hoped that 1999 was the birth date of a collective awareness, but that is not successful.
We are still struggling with the same problems, we are chased by the same fears and still chase the same dreams, because it still scares the idea of \u200b\u200bhaving to come out of ourselves, of being obliged to share experiences and opinions, to be forced to believe that tomorrow it will all be better not to feel lost now.
we say, yes, because we the people of Seattle. You thirties who were in Genoa, in direct witnesses of writing one of the most shameful pages of our recent history, you are not yet in their thirties who will be in Copenhagen to see, once more, that will decide the fate of the world with dinners in five-star restaurants, backslapping, battutone old from Marple speeches and fireworks. All of you that tomorrow will be to demand the resignation of silvioberlusconi, one that has transformed the anxieties and concerns of people in fear, and use it to order established a totalitarian government, and executioner without justice disgustingly sexist.
The cry of Seattle in 1999 is still the cry, but I fear that the rain has submerged and that the wind of his birth it is dispersing. Perhaps, as happens all things, time has dulled our noise.