We receive and publish the post complaint by Alberto Marcias who wanted to enjoy the spectacle of the sunset at Is Arutas. Instead this is what he stumbled upon. And he launches the social initiative through the hashtag #ilpostcheNONvogliovedere
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«Today I show you what others (almost) never show you, or pretend not to see. The post I never wanted to do. Because it is too much more comfortable to show the blue of the most beautiful sea in the world, the wonders that this land gives us every blessed day, the shades of the last lights on the coast.
Tonight, after work, I went to Is Arutas, to enjoy the sunset. Magical, as always. Like this beach and this island, which in addition to being my home is a true earthly paradise. Every 5 meters, walking along one of the beaches of my childhood, one of the many pearls of the west coast, among its “rice grains” of white quartz, waste of all kinds: pieces of sunglasses, towels (many non-biodegradable), then plastic, receipts, swimsuits, even a sanitary towel. Many, visibly, abandoned today. Not to mention the surroundings of the beach: cigarette butts everywhere, bottles, glasses, abandoned garbage bags. But the problem - let's be clear - is certainly not Is Arutas: it is everywhere. Here, in fact, I would say that the problem is even less evident to a less attentive eye. Is Arutas is just an unfortunate example. I have an archive of videos and photos around Sardinia: even “out of season”, among the bushes, on the paths, on the beaches, you can find every kind of abandoned waste. From North to South, without exceptions .
Personally, I can't stand this shit anymore. Sometimes I can't enjoy the beauty anymore, without noticing what we are destroying with our own hands. And I repeat: in Sardinia it is even less evident than elsewhere, but you just have to not walk in indifference, a little outside the most protected territories, to notice it here too, where it hurts even more to anyone who loves this land in the slightest. I was recently on an island in the Caribbean, another paradise, in alarming conditions, with piles of waste scattered everywhere, in general indifference.
I don't want to see in 50 years our heavenly beaches invaded by waste, swimming among pieces of plastic and walking among cigarette butts that blend in with the sand, as already happens in many other parts of the world (and Italy).
“You’re exaggerating, it’s not that serious here,” someone will say. “There are no bins, the Municipality should equip the beach.” “Just clean it every day.” “They’re the tourists, the Sardinians have respect for their island.” And so on.
A recent study on Italian beaches found an average of 892 pieces of waste every 100 meters of beach. I am not the one who can explain the causes and find the solutions.
But I tell you what I see: many of the people who will write these things, to me or to others, are the same ones who throw their cigarettes in the street thinking that it is less serious than throwing them directly on the beach. Who belittle the problems just to avoid looking at them. Who think "here the problem is not serious".
I have decided that from today, at the beach, I will always carry an extra bag with me to collect the waste I find in the area. Sometimes I already do it, but now I want to make it a habit . Maybe nothing will ever change and I certainly don't know what the solution is, whether a cultural revolution, an administrative revolution, or simply not caring and going in peace, in indifference.
If you too can't stand it anymore, choose a photo from this post and share it in your stories with the hashtag: #ilpostcheNONvogliovedere
(Online Union)