After the interlude of love, back to discuss serious matters. Going back to the contest for the post of researcher in Egyptology and Coptic Civilization (L-OR / 2) banned at "Sapienza - University of Rome "which I attended and I have lost.
of things to say I have many. I thought long and hard about how I could tell. I came to the conclusion that the best thing is to present the facts as they were held. Neither more nor less.
I came to know of the existence of competition at the return of the mission in Egypt in autumn 2009. I quickly realized that I would not have won. No one had said that it would have been held for me. I decided to introduce the same. Update the curriculum, put together their own publications, to find the certificates. Read and reread the announcement and consult with others for making mistakes. Check and re-read. Check again and again. Yeah. You have to go cautiously, because the first thing they do to remove them and just to find some defect. All these operations take hours and hours. Hours atrocious. Yes, terrible.
I thought long and at what term to use to describe what it is forced to endure someone like me, it was found to participate in a contest with great hopes to win while knowing that surely will lose. I do not come any more. Everything èsemplicemente atrocious.
In my opinion, a contest to decide who commits an atrocity table. They are people who go against the Constitution, they commit a crime. Why not are punished? It is not a scam to win someone who deserves it less than another? It is not a loss against the University prefer someone with less qualifications? It is an injustice not to give any credence to what has been done in years and years of work?
I'm not accusing anyone in particular. Let alone those who have decided the outcome of my competition. Not for me to judge. Otherwise I would not have appealed. The law provides the tools to enforce their rights and I intend to exercise them. I feel damaged. We will see, I do not know when, if this is a mere impression motivated by delusions of persecution or if it is more of a sensation.
But they are, until proven otherwise, a free citizen and I therefore feel entitled to express opinions on what I believe is right and wrong, basing my statements on concepts of morality and ethics that I have been given or that I have below in my life .
As we knew the Egyptians, however, there is no single truth, let alone a single justice. The deceased was held in the Hall of Maaty. The double truth, the dual justice. What seems unfair to me, therefore, may seem perfectly legitimate for other people.
Have a contest to win because someone is your family, your pupil, your lover, your co-religionists, his neighbor, your classmate, your slave, your own butler, their lackeys, their lackeys, your doormat, your pincushion and so forth seems to me unfair. For others it is perfectly legitimate. And for you?
Have you ever asked this question? Here is the whole crux of the matter. What would you do if you were commissioners in a contest? On the one hand you are your (family, student, lover, co-religionists, fellow, classmate, slave, butler, lackeys, toadies, doormat, pincushions and so forth) that shows only the article "About a fragment of a hieroglyphic inscription from my private collection. " On the other side is the author of "reasoned history of ancient Egypt" in eight volumes, translated into fifteen languages \u200b\u200band praised by colleagues. Who would you win?
In this example, deliberately absurd and exaggerated, and it follows that the decision lies the key to the problem. In theory, everyone should agree that those who favor a friend instead of the person entitled to take an open attitude nepotism. In practice, this happens more often than not, in fact it seems that now is the rule. If once in your life you decide to make this choice does have the tendency to justify those who performs that and not say anything. From here, the silence is a short step. Since there is only silence all'omertà the space of a synonym. Should I continue?
The atrocity of a verdict already decided I started to feel it growing in my house Montepulciano. Those were the days of the end of December 2009. I was gathering the documentation for the competition and I was feverishly. The birth of my son (we had decided not know the sex in advance) was scheduled for January 10. But he could anticipate, as indeed has happened.
The sense of atrocity was also compounded by the fact that previous summer I was unemployed. A difficult situation. Nothing But compared to what would become my life in a few months. Before the enormous joy, then the great distress. But I'm coming out of the sow ...
Eventually all the documentation was ready to be shipped. A pack bulky and heavy. Inside there are my books on the Egyptian Museum in Cairo and the Egyptian wall painting. Four pounds each. I went to the post ...
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And here I stop. I want to talk about a bit 'of Egyptology. In the last week I managed to visit the Egyptian Museum in Turin and see the new staging of the funeral of Kha and Meryta. I made a discovery ...
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