The Railway People

In a world where  the “globalization“ acquires an increasingly relevant importance, in a system where this word is not just an abstract concept but its strength is actually based on the practical application of its meaning, when looking deeply, often one realizes that this word is used in a partial and reductive way. In an age when products and merchandises have less borders than men, they enjoy enormous “privileges”, greater than for men, and one realizes that globalization excludes the universal principles of the common good such as justice, dignity, the right to life and health. Ignored and forgotten by a society that follows its idea of development and wellness head down, regardless to the poorer segments of population, a remarkable part of the Asian metropolis inhabitants are forced to live in the spaces that have been left free and where nobody would even dream to live in. Therefore, railway rails, escarps, points stations, have become actual districts: cardboard or metal sheet walls, nylon cloths as a roof, this is what the luckiest call home. Often, the poor living conditions reach stunning levels: Bangkok, Jakarta, Yangon, are different scenarios of the same show of faces languages, cultures, sharing the same living conditions: the roof-less people globalization. This work of mine has the purpose to tell about the strict live of these people in common with the railway. Here, the rhythm  of live  is regulated by the passage of the trains and everyday living is linked of the train timetable. A punctual destiny of different destinations transits everyday  through the house threshold.  A cumbersome future  featured by the chaotic rattling to indicate a direction , a way out  that, despite the speed and the determination, means not to lead anywhere.

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