Some important people say to European citizens that austerity is needed to have a better future: in short, they deprive themselves of enjoying life, limiting themselves to struggling to survive. Who tells these fairy tales? European politicians who live in the most unbridled luxury enjoying unlimited living and, even less, without the “necessary existential sacrifices” of all European citizens thrown for decades in misery.
When they tell you that life is a sacrifice, they are bubbling of you: life is a gift and must be lived to the best.
The beauty of a sunny day; the charm of travel; the conquest to be master of our time; the joy of every detail of a day, lived in full.
What is the sense of sacrificing such a beautiful gift, not by living it in the name of the sacrifices that other people have to make to you, but which they will never do first?