A book to read on the train, while your carriage travels on '108-metre-long steel bars'.
Everyone will remember specific passages, Bourdieu fans will be happy to see the concept of habitus swarming on every page, so it will be ‘bread for your teeth’. I will remember this. Italians good people! no matter where you are, will always welcome you into their family. There will always be room for a compatriot, after all, if we don't help each other? I beg your pardon? A work contract? But we are family, our word is more than enough excuse. A hard, raw, no-holds-barred tale. Flowing to read but dry at the same time. A portrait of the changing Italian working class and the reality of those seeking work abroad. Each with their own story, experiencing different exploitations.
“Everything was changing around me. Factory work orders like my dad had lost their battle ten years before. […] There were no bosses and master anymore, only ‘entrepreneurs’. […] University as an institution was chasing, buckling under the pressure of the market: the ivory tower was crumbling. The profiteers who once studied working-class movements now taught the semiotics of luxury.” Pag 61.