The Courier and the shit jobs.
There are two Italies. One that suffers millions of unemployed, and one that instead has full employment, where companies offer princely salaries in order to convince young slackers (evidently millionaires) to work. It is the Italy of Corriere della Sera.
The Italy of the Briatore's who complain that they can't find anyone to be a waiter in the summer. Supermarkets who complain that young people don't want to work sixteen hours a day. Of those who are scandalized because people "want the weekend free". Those who don't realize that “wait at least two months before talking about money, if you do it at the interview I'll kick you away” is not nice.
I have already explained what the political objective is, and that is to blame the Citizenship Income for all this, so I imagine how badly they will be left when the EU establishes the minimum hourly income and the European citizenship income. But that's not the point either.
The point is that this kind of problem must be seen from the systemic point of view.
Let's take the waiters. I am sure that Briatore will cover them with gold and make them work in enviable conditions. But in the rest of the sector, due to a human ugliness of the "entrepreneurs" category, the job of waiter has become "lammerda".
Girls harassed and abused, treated like shit by customers and not defended by bosses, absurd hours, no room for life, unpaid overtime, and a relationship with the "slave-master" owner. I'm sure that's not the case with Briatore.
But there's a problem. Work is something you choose. If one chooses, in life, to be a seasonal waiter, he is equipped for it. He lives in the low season and is then prepared to move into the high season. Or he takes the course as a Maître di Sala, or maybe he has been a hotelier.
But if in the common consciousness, if the perception that people have of the waiter is that of "dimming work", people can also begin to see their life in another way. Maybe they take a course to drive the bulldozer, get an account on onlyfans, etcetera, etcetera. In short, they take another path and organize life in another way.
But at this point, it is not Briatore's single case that is the problem. The problem is that a sector of the world of work has emptied itself. And it is emptied because a pig entrepreneur has been treating employees with shit for decades: I have a queue outside the door, he says. And if you don't believe it, here's the proof:
Wages at a minimum and tiring hours are "accomplices", understand? I'm not the cause. The cause is certainly "the generational change". Wearing hours and minimum wages are details: young people, the article tells us, "no longer want to make sacrifices".
And what sacrifices are we talking about?
Skipping the birthdays of the daughters (ie being shit fathers), skipping anniversaries with the wife (ie being the luck of Arturo lo Spiedone, etc), and so on. For what?
To become "Alessandro Borghese". Damn. Got it, not just any asshole like Charlemagne, Garibaldi or Michelangelo. Ninth. We speak a little less of “Alessandro chicazzosei Borghese”. Sticazzi. I mean you have Arturo fucking your wife and your daughters who don't know who you are, but you are “Alessandro chicazzosei Borghese”. Not saws.
And hear hear: they also want to be paid !!!!
BUT crazy stuff. These make you money while they "learn", but they are not paid. Sure, you make money on his job even if he learns, but how the fuck does he dare ask for money? I mean, while he was training to become a cuckold husband (dialogues in Italian) on Youporn, complete with daughters who have not run for years, serving for free on ships, these ungrateful assholes of today don't want to know about working without. get paid.
Now, I can also be sure that Briatore treats his employees very well. But it must be understood that in the restaurant world the situation was so enslaved that these people here don't even bother to hide it, on the contrary they are proud of it.
To the point that first they say you work without getting paid because you "learn", but then it turns out that they already want them "learned":
Damn. But if they are well trained, why shouldn't you pay them? Ah, right, the secret is "internships", because interns are not paid.
And what is the solution to this general shortage of slaves? Well, hunger. If you starve people, then they get enslaved. And I don't say it, says a Michelin star, a certain Viviana Varese:
So, I don't know how to tell you, but these young people don't want to come and work for you because, and what you say proves it,
YOU ARE SHIT PEOPLE!
If I were young I would go to the foreign legion rather than stay in the same room with shit like you. And the very idea of thinking that coelenterates of ethics could be "my superiors" would make me sick: you are made of the material that comes out of the ass, you cannot be hierarchically superior to anyone.
The funny thing is that on another page the Corriere answers itself: it is not hard work that scares these people. An article that begins like this:
And to disprove the theory of the young slacker comes this:
Now, do you think being truck drivers and moving containers in ports is a light job? Does it offer you convenient timetables? No.
The problem isn't hard work. The problem is having to deal with some shitty corporals who on an ethical level do not exceed the evolutionary level of a dung beetle. And in fact the article continues like this:
Of course'. The time that others consider due is now "extraordinary". So if he happens to have infamous schedules (because the ports don't stop either), he gets paid more. A form of respect, one would say: there is not a pig without conscience who considers the sacrifice due, but someone who understands it and who rewards it. IN money.
No, gentlemen, if they choose to be port truck drivers to get away from you, they are not doing it in order not to work.
They do it because you're enriched pieces of shit.
In all of the articles, these unconscious pigs keep mentioning TV as the cause of their ills, but I believe they are referring to the wrong viewers. When they say that someone has gone crazy with Masterchef, I can agree with you: but it is not the guys who participate in the contest.
They are the cooks, who for some reason have been promoted to "Chef":
Look at them. Don't you seem to notice a slight swelling of the Ego? Apart from the fact that Bastianic is not even as famous as a Chef (it seems his mother is, but he works in the USA and makes spaghetti meatball!), But we want to talk about the "slightly inflated" ego of others? Barbieri who feels like God because he has learned to say "caramelization of sugars", when he probably would not be able to tell me the chemical formula of glucose, Cracco who feels like someone but no one has yet understood why, Cannavacciolo who honestly seems to me a kind of Sora Lella with a beard …
and it doesn't surprise me then if to become “Alessandro Borghese”, whoever this guy is stracazzo, someone thinks it makes sense to skip the birthdays of the daughters. Time that will never come back. Unique moments in both your and your girlfriend's life, sacrificed to the gigantic goal of becoming “Alessandro Borghese”. Not Charlemagne. Not Julius Caesar. Not Ashurbanipal. No: all this, sacrificed to become “Alessandro Borghese”.
And then, speaking of TV, the question arises:
but isn't it that the Chefs have risen to the head with Masterchef?
I have little to say about all this. With globalization dying, one of the heaviest in-sourcing processes in history is about to hit the West. Soon, only part-time kids will come to be waiters who round up for off-site college.
The queue outside the door, with the European Christmas, you will dream.
And here, then, Damiano dei Måneskin's answer to one who, as a Chef, was pontificating about geopolitics returns to vogue:
“Double sausage for me, thank you”.