Codiponte Club…

IMG_3516I am happy to announce the formation of a brand new club here in Codiponte!!! It was founded last Sunday evening after that horrendous series of tremors…

and by the way, and from My Recently Acquired Earthquake Experience, tremor is such a whimpy word. Sounds like you have a nervous tick or a mild case of indigestion. Whereas, the Italian word scossa harks of unexpected, perhaps devastating, and certainly frightening, physical AND emotional AND spiritual agitation…

…around a bottle of tequila. Monday night, eight or so core adherents gathered around a fine selection of grappa after dinner. Last night, there was a spaghettata… or, a meal of spaghetti of tonno, caperi, olivi neri, prezzemolo fresco, cipolle e aglio… followed by ice-cream & just picked mulberries… yum-yum!!! And for tonight, una zuppa di vongole was mooted before the assembled. Yep, more yum-yum.

Membership is simple & easy = 1. gathering with friends/neighbors/others to commiserate the vagaries of Mother Earth’s Fury… 2. we all sleep in Our Own Beds in Our Own Homes… and 3. we bad-mouth all who DO NOT!!!

Yes, Day 13 and many people are STILL slumbering… yeah, right… in pup-tents, cars or, similar at the Croce Bianca… OUT OF FEAR. I find these choices ninny-ninny, massively uncomfortable and leading to a deteriorated mental & physical health. This last item is especially valid for the old & infirm, who suffer the most. They’re dropping like flies too. Of the 20 old & weak folk bedded & boarded at la Croce Bianca since the first shake-rattle & roll, 7 have been sent to hospital!!! I think it would be better to send them home. Most can return to their shaken but standing houses. There they can find all that is familiar & pleasing… like the TV set. Camping out in an atmosphere of hysterics & fear just eats at their well-being. Ditto for the young too. I asked a 25-something, if he was continuing to sleep in a tent in his back yard and, like being awarded a Boy Scout Badge of Honor, smilingly replied… Siiiii!!! Though he can go home to feed the cats, play on his computer, sit on his toilette, he goes & eats at the canteen of La Protezione Civile… for cryin’ out loud.

The Codiponte Club believes… A) there are less & less tremors. Yesterday was quiet. So, looking at the trend, there is little justification to live in such fear of another quake. Might it not be true that a quake does not strike twice in the same locale?… and B) someone of Authority needs to administer a healthy kick-in-the-pants to those who have homes unaffected by the earthquake. Cracks in plaster DOES NOT… I repeat… DO NOT CONSTRUE IMMINENT DANGER!!! Our Tax Euros are paying for these spineless citizens and all because they have an exaggerated sense of being scared. As You says… If your times comes then, it’s come. Basta!!! The only worthy recipients on Day 13 are the old & infirm and the true victims whose houses are all tapped up. Now, please pass me more red wine, thank you. Gads.