This summer, I came across an article that reflected on the importance of being addicted and respectful. With the title that could be nice and, for some, simple, Santiago Alba Rico talked about politics, about politics of small everyday gestures. After a refined and elaborate explanation, he concluded that being friendly with others today is almost revolutionary.

You know what you're reading well. How many times have you not had a word or a bad response or gesture that has been several days up and down and behind your back? Surely you remember perfectly, as if it were yesterday, the bad fortune that left you that unknown or known, though years ago. And if you've ever worked in front of people, you know a lot better what I'm talking about.

Think about the number of people we interact with day by day, as well as friends and family: when we buy, we're working, through telephone and virtual relationships, in the windows, in public transport, when we pass zebra steps, in the bars.

Our life is maintained in great relationships, but that life is woven into the network of small relationships. These little gestures are not going to change the world, but they serve us to hold the world. Moreover, these small gestures are often the ones that make it possible to rebelieve in humanity.

However, in an increasingly violent world and society, in a savage capitalism that strips us of humanity, in which we ourselves have become objects of consumption, we increasingly turn people into objects of liberation from other frustrations. We are faced with a trolated society that turns around social networks or our streets.

Addiction. Listen (from the Latin audire): listen, pay attention (eye! ), understand. The so-called “active ear” that is fashionable has long been expressed by our ancient verb. But we, the more connected, the more deaf. We don't understand it because we don't want to understand it. Understanding the other, really listening, because it leads to dialogue, and we feel comfortable in our monologue, how to prevail over the former as the only goal.

Kindness and addiction are also understood as signs of weakness. But hardness is not measured by the way we treat others, but by the way we manage the way we treat others. And I don't get that wrong, I don't mean the trick of offering another trolley.

There are many of us who wanted to change this world. We should ask ourselves what is left of us when we get down from the fat, muddy words. They irritate me with the revolutionary costume, with the excuse of showing toughness, those who treat strangers. I'm surprised how some people maliciously evil potential friends with hidden tyranny. I make the love that some of them are able to theorize on surveillance and surveillance networks, while their legs rest on someone's neck.

They come together in this warm, warm, warm disguise, aware that it gives them legitimacy in the eyes of many. What is damaging is the cynicism of those who believe that they have every right, how painful is the hypocrisy of double faces. If you are scared of a third party, do not hesitate: the next desolate will be you.

Being addictive to others is almost revolutionary, but it seems that some of the surrounding areas that want to revolutionize society understand it without people.