Livorno, Tuscany, 8 am: a cold day in mid-February. The day designated for the eviction of the “Roma camp” in Via di Levante. The camp is a large piece of land that defines the boundary between a large street and cemetery: the land belongs to a private person who has legitimately asked the police to clear the ground by those unwelcome guests. Around twenty Roma from Romania decided to settle here after that Schengen open their borders to a more democratic and lucky future, so they thought. They did not come for love of travel and nature, but simply to make some money for their numerous families. They built some very resistant shack with their hands, to protect themselves from the cold and to have a roof over their heads. This morning, they lost again the little they had. With the usual indifference of public opinion. But not without a smile or faint hopes. This morning, no authority was present at the eviction, no representation of Social Services wanted to see with their own eyes; no one offered a concrete housing alternative for these people. The authorities, as too often happens, preferred to close their eyes and to hope to see them go, preferably in another city, preferably in another country. This kind of response not only shows little interest in the problem but also and especially the lack of knowledge from those who should take care to ensure a decent life to its citizens: they hope, very naively, that these people will get tired of being constantly evicted from their homes and they will go to town more willing to confront these kinds of burning issues. But the problem can not be solved by silence, nor with indifference. In the book written by Tiziano Terzani " Letters against the war " he writes:

"Unfortunately, today, on the world stage we, westerners, are the only actors and the only spectators, and so, through our televisions and our newspapers, we do not listen anything than our arguments, than our pain. The world of others will never accounted for".

I choose this so emblematic extract, to explain the indifference of persons with pain that does not belong to them, and that probably will never have. The paradox of our society: we are moved by seeing the images of the survivors of an earthquake that dig through the rubble of their homes, looking for small memories of a life that they will never have back, but we remain indifferent to twenty people who do not know where spend the night. But they are Roma indeed, and this is the life they are chosen. And then, they steal in houses, kidnapping children. The comment from a woman, just this morning was: "I do not have money to feed my own children, why should I want others? ". We should just talk with one of them once, to realize that a life in a camp is not the best that a person could desire. It is only necessary to approach a moment to understand. The problem is that nobody does. So, as Karl Kaus wrote: " anyone who has something to say, speak up and shut up ". To avoid giving another voice to ignorance, at least today.