In a village three centuries ago in the southern region of Ireland, UmbilicusVille began to see their village develop economically and socially through their local shops. The village was a strategic point, everyone who wanted to take off the center or north of that country would have to go through this.
Many workshops of artisans (future industry) in the region began to settle in the vicinity of the village, because betting on the strong trade for this, to sell their products. The burgos (dealers) are increasingly developed. Inhabitants of other regions seeking to dwell UmbilicusVille village in search of income for their families in trade and workshops of local artisans. The village was developing more and more.
Around 10 years the village of UmbilicusVille had no features of the village, rather a median town, the development was beating the doors of that place. But as today, the development also brings chaos.
As in any village or town in any historical era, urban development, had wounded presentable at all the naked eye. Discrimination, marginalization, emerging peripheries. In its small and little streets, the village had UmbilicusVille, chaos was remarkable, with large numbers of people and horse-drawn vehicles, walking in any direction, clutter city streets became a little chaos in their streets.
The demands for change were acclaimed by the urban population of UmbilicusVille, so in order to develop more. It was great dissatisfaction with the prince regent of that province.
After a certain time, the praise was heard, and by decree of Prince Regent, UmbilicusVille longer be called village becoming town, and every street that the city then possessed, would have to have a single meaning, thus ending the disorder in local traffic.
But the discontent of the boroughs of UmbilicusVille continued, but with other reasons. Many complained about losses from the changes, especially in local traffic. Many created images of their navels (like posters) to protest against a decree of change, in order to say "... I'll take care of my navel, "... I think in my navel "or" I am not in favor of another, but to me, "did not realize that UmbilicusVille longer a village and became a city, and who do not live like ten years ago, the decree thought of a whole and not a plot. (This story is fictitious. Any resemblance is purely coincidental or due to chance).
Long ago, we humans, we seek and thirst for change. We seek the new, we think we have an open mind, that we evolved. But when these changes come, we in an unexpected way, we have to fear them, we see that we are Orthodox, we would have only the "idea of change," but we are conservative. Instead of evolution, the kicker is that we want or immobility.
What's wrong with change? In which they often require. Why go backwards in time to evolve? Egocentrism affect the evolution of a whole. Because the changes can make the world revolve around everyone. But many do not have to lift his head, is stunted at the neck, thus fixing our gaze to the navel. Not everyone wants to walk the streets built around their navels. The world spins for all!
sexta-feira, 7 de maio de 2010
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