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The weight of small numbers

Stories and News No. 1184   Once we called it the law of large numbers . Today, it is the slavery of exaggerations . It is a consequence, after all. One of the most uncomfortable contraindications of the unbridled rush to approximation of our lies. Because many of us live on lies, today. Often venial, sometimes more serious, but that’s Internet, we’re on a social media, then I could delete, right? Indeed, that’s something better: I may write another one! And so on. Moved by the illusion of really going away. And yet, at the dawn of the new year, I still like to see it as a story. The fable of small numbers, of course. Which hardly get the front page of the news and it is understandable. There are many examples: to make noise we need to be many, to be truly successful, a prize is not enough, but a lot, and to attract the gaze of the average reader you need at least thousands of pixels, otherwise he doesn’t even believe the truth. Give me the biggest number you have...

The migrant revolution

Stories and News No. 1183   This is a fairy tale, nothing to do with everyday life, that is hard to many and easy only to a few. Nevertheless, you will see that sooner or later everything will happen for real. Once upon a time our beloved and troubled planet. Once upon a time we, then as today, and probably tomorrow too. Once upon a time there were also employees at the gates of the afterlife, ushers, security officers, or simple hostesses and stewards responsible for transit. That day they were in great turmoil and never, since the beginning of time, the threat of a strike had been more possible. The situation had become unsustainable and paradoxical. At that moment, the workers responsible for the last of the human boundaries, perhaps the only one that really makes sense, felt intolerance and disbelief towards us. Perhaps because there had been a time when they had been alive, exactly like us, and once they had passed away they had realized how much weight our ...