Celiacs of social life

We know that this column has nothing new to offer, neither to me nor to you, if not the various and slightly different nuances in which biellesness as such is declined. In any case, in the midst of all this rather ordinary administration, there is one aspect that remains unclear to me. That is, if this condition is reassuring in itself or it remains under the skin like an annoying paresthesia to live with.

At first sight I would focus on the first possibility, as comforting as any self-respecting resistance to change: the new, even if it is better, is always a little scary. And so we play between the reciprocal bends, blind to ours, but endowed with super vision like Superpippo to those of the others, thanks to the peanuts dispensed by the social networks in which we all believe we are superheroes while we are only the parody. In short, provincial life, without significant statistical peculiarities. Or maybe one: the oldest province in Italy, or thereabouts. Perhaps this is what feeds certain outsized intolerances, transforming us into celiacs of social life.

In fact, some events that the summer lined up also presented a notable list of protests: disturbing music and noises, assorted inconveniences for the most popular set-up at the resentment juke-box. However, I feel able to reassure the standard bearers of the lemma “it only happens in Biella”: that’s not true, it happens more or less everywhere, perhaps with a different degree of intensity. Every self-respecting operator has happened to work with a sound level meter on the control desk, with all the frustration that this entails, depending on the reference ordinance. After all – very fundamentally – it is also rightly so.

However, if a square in the city center is transformed into an open-air disco from midnight to two, it is a completely different matter, even if washed down with liters of signature beer. The type of music and the relative low frequencies are annoying regardless, as well as, in all likelihood, out of context. In any case, the logic according to which a dozen protests against thousands of participants must have the upper hand has always escaped me.

Beyond the folkloristic positions taken by administrators with a “decision-making” attitude, it must be said that these are predictable situations and the ordinances reflect an administrative decision that cannot be put into play at the first protest call. With all due respect to those who, instead of enjoying a rush of city liveliness, invoke rest as an inalienable right, because perhaps the next day “must go to work”, forgetting all those who, instead, are working at that moment. Living near an airport is worse, much worse.

Oh well, nothing new, as we said in the introduction. To this we add the fact that according to the local archetype, recreational and cultural activities are not part of the economic ones, who knows according to which perverse, and conservative, reasoning. That the complaint of the typical Biellese is a Pavlovian reflex is now well established.

Having said that, we can shift the reflection on the performance anxiety of local administrators and organizers of the events in question. I do not know if you have noticed, but it is not in time to finish an event that the managers are ready to disseminate a statement to unified networks (this is because all the media report it without analysis) in which it is certified, according to them, the presence of a thousand thousand people.

Now, I understand that for participation in tenders and projects and to raise the awareness of any sponsors and stand holders this is a sensitive and useful data for self-promotion, but a healthy principle of reality would not be bad. Maybe exaggerating a little, but with modesty. The numbers I’ve read seem frankly odd to me, to put it mildly. A bit like giving numbers, summarizing the metaphor with the letter.

The only reliable number, in the case of demonstrations, is that of detached tickets. In free events we can have fun bluffing between passes and perception. However, this is an observation that is not functional to denigrate in some way the success, or presumed such, of an event, but to underline that the number of participants is not the only quality parameter or the one that gives greater tourist appeal. and promotional. Indeed, it often isn’t. And it is a principle that every administration should have very clear, instead of chasing chimeras of ephemeral success.

Celiacs of social life