water.
How many times a e have heard in school that life began in water? and how many times we have heard on television that NASA looking for water on the moon or Mars? How many times after a game of football in the summer sun or after a work pe holy we felt "dying" of thirst?
When I think back to
my (albeit brief) stroll through the Africa one of the arguments t the fact that I have costanteme nt think it was that of ' water and still here, on dan, especially in the field of M ayo, recurs every day. im not door that Kenya, Tanzania, Uganda, Rwanda, Sudan or any place ... because you talk to me that here nte tornano uomini, donne o bambini (di qualunque età), secchi, barili, conteni tori di ogni genere, la ghi più o meno grandi, pozzi e pozzanghere, fiumi, km e km, asini
, carretti, spalle allenate a porta re pesi, teste cariche, lunghe attese... Ricordo Otati, in K enya. Un bellissimo mercato pieno di vita, un punto di incontro per la gente delle colline attorno, un posto magnifico a metà tra il verde della vegetazione e il blu del cielo. Un post o che noi, nella stagione secca, partendo dalla riva del lago Vittoria, abbiamo raggiunto in un'oret ta (o forse qualcosa di più?) co l LandCruiser. Ed è stato inevitabil e da lassù pensare a cosa voglia dire in termini di fatica e di sa crificio dover procurarsi dell'acqua per poter (soprav)vivere lassù. E non si parla ovviamente di docce o chissà che altro, ma solamente di bere, far da mangiare e garantirsi un minimo di igiene personale. Tut to questo significano ore con un asino e due piccoli barili da 40 litri legati sulla schiena, un sentiero o una strada sterrata. E i n certi mesi dell'anno significa anche dover camminare ch in the mud and sticks at the foot rend EndoLite p esantissimi be lifted or that plunges up ankles.
remember zanghi poz big brown along the edge of the street and dozens of people intent on washing clothes oq ual unq else u, r iempire sec c hi and bottles, bathe with a bar of soap got to me rca t o.
I remember the big contr
asto the vegetation on the stric around the Nile suddenly becomes nothing but sand, rocks and some small shrub . remember the well of Naga, in the desert on the bay of St. return from Merowe. U n hole in the sand, or nerve without end, closed by a cover sheet. Nothing to v and DERE with wells that can imaginary the narc us, those of the Renaissance courts or those of and desires. Nes suna "pulley to moan like a weathervane the wind dor has myth long. "Sopr to open just a piece of wood Signal ed by deep scars, remember d ello flow of the strings pulled by donkeys. A place Stano, surreal, but that oozed charm and importance.
remember another pozz or Kenya, but I do not remember the name or . Two or three easy taps leaving the land in and around de ordered dozens of people waiting with their contents re 20 liter and a lot of yellow, t an ta patience.
I remember the shores of Lake Victoria and River of people and each ch g the homo, m to cts na and night, then goes and comes. And then goes and then comes . And then comes and goes. Day after day. For a lifetime. And the lake became the place to be the bathroom, the meager clothes and pots and small children to drink cow and donkeys and m Aiali, retrieve water for drinking and cooking, and VATT ela pesc to what else.
And now every day going to step in front of the clinic two wells just outside the refugee camp and witness the parade of carts made from a simple metal barrel, two wheels, a donkey and a "driver". Of improvised
tankers that supply the wells and carry water around the camp. As far as I know ppia (all quelloche mo has available is a map drawn by hand by a Health Promoter who lives in the field) wells are to twenty and the people who depend on those wells are estimated to have between 300 to 500 000 . In theory estuary water is free, is a common good and not right that belongs to someone. But since ch and there are few who can to go directly to the shaft becomes n ecessario having to pay for transport. Here in the water (because the end is still the water you buy) you pay dearly. For two 20-liter jerry cans normally takes 2.5 SDG (Sudanese pounds ESI), or about 70 cents a
the Euro. But in the season delle pioggie, quando tutto diventa fango e gli spostamenti quasi impossibili, il prezzo raddoppia. Però ogni giorno qua in Sudan vedo anche una cosa bellissima. Fuori da quasi tutte le case che si affacciano sulla strada ci sono delle otri di terracotta, tenute all'ombra e spesso chiuse con un coperchio. E o gni giorno il proprietario si occupa di non far mancare mai l'acqua. Chiunque per strada ha il diritto di attingere a quest'acqua fresca per potersi dissetare.
Perchè l'acqua dovrebbe essere un diritto. Per tutti.
War try to land some telling examples of the distorted relationship between man and nature in the world. Afghanistan, Niger Delta, the Occupied Palestinian Territories, Bolivia, what they have in common? These are some of the places where the hunger for wealth of the powerful of this world are using the tool of war to steal land and resources in an indiscriminate and savage.
And while the book comes out in our country take the path of water privatization. A good that can not be masters, just like air. An essential item, that must be everyone, that is public.
But the wickedness of our politicians apparently has no limits and no shame, and chooses to sell off the collective good is more precious than knowing that your water that you are playing the moves of international geopolitics, and that control this resource will become increasingly central to the interests of the powerful in the world - that the rich are not the rulers - and then the World Wars.
The privatization of water, and movement to keep the public made by civil society in many countries in the clash with the government was very hard, and often, fortunately, was won by the people.
In Italy there have been important experiences against water privatization, and in our country too often the reason and common sense have prevailed sull'ingordigia.
But now the going is heavy: it is no longer a town more or less choosing to deprive its citizens of that drink. Today is the Government trying to make the interest of some big company rather than that of his constituents and in general the Italians.
Someone was able to walk on water, but often with the water slides. And if you fall on the water, unlike what one might imagine, we can hurt. We hope that Italy
Follow the example of Bolivia.
And, for once, we ask our readers to take action against what is the worst stealing from the community. Depriving people of the right to water is really a criminal choice, which we must oppose with all the lawful means.
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Maso Notarianni (from Peacereportr.net )
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