Ignorance

I read a book, nowadays, a historical one, about the different captures of Salonica (a greek city). The enemies are the infidels.

As I read almost all my life, I have a concrete idea of “what a good text is”.

These texts -as a way of writing- they don’t like me at all. They are very weak, according my opinion. Literary texts, written with a childish way.

But this is not the point. Reading these texts now, at this age of mine, with my culture level and a mind that absorbs everything, passing it through a dense filter, I can understand how easily was to fanaticize ignorant and uneducated people.

The good losers and the bad winners. We, the faithful persons suffer from the infidels.

Two thousand years before, more or less, when people didn’t know anything else, except of their own square meter of their existence, everything else was strange. Or worse, everything else was dangerous, bad, tremendous, not good.

Now I can understand how is written the history in the school books (epic references to our achievements and ashes to the achievements of the other side).

If you are European (and short), the Black Ethiopian (and tall) is always wild and bad. In front of your eyes the height, the different language and the corporal vigor was a continuous danger.

So many years of history, so many events of this universe, so many common cultural differences (that know consist the beauty of the world and the desirable globalization), so many blood, death, poverty and misery based on human ignorance, on the luck of education and knowledge.

The same confrontation from all the parts.

I was shocked when I realized how the history gone on through the years. Under these circumstances it was very easy to manipulate people. It was very easy to make them see only the differences and not the common things.

I am really very happy just for going to school!