One wonders what origins the sense of justice has, if it is typical only of man, what is meant by justice and if it has a common denominator for all. By asking friends and acquaintances, I collected different answers: there are those who say that it is something inherent in the human being, those who affirm that it is a social convention for a good coexistence. All this does not satisfy me because if I think of justice over the centuries I see that what was once right is no longer right now; what is right with some peoples is not right with others. For the Romans it was right that there were slaves considered as inferior beings; for other peoples the law of retaliation or the low consideration of women was just; for some ethnic groups it is right to offer one’s wife to the guest, to mutilate the girls; dictatorial regimes believe torture and mass executions are just. So justice has a social but also strictly individual character: in a group of people there are those who believe it is right to act in one way or in another. The yardstick of punishments is also noticeably different in societies: what for some is a light sentence for others is a serious sentence (eg cutting off the thief’s hand). Religions too, like States have formulated laws on a concept of justice that is not the same for everyone. respect for the property of others, honesty … The mere fact of smoking, for example, is an unfair action because it ruins the body and the wallet; keeping a child who takes drugs and does not want to work is not right but fortunately justice can be united with charity (understood not as alms but as mercy, goodness of heart). Justice is the foundation of mercy (there is no mercy if there is no first justice as mercy is also justice and it is right to be merciful, charitable). Being charitable is the perfected and sublime way to be righteous. On reflection, even forgiveness without mercy becomes an injustice. For everyone it is right to try to stay in peace but only those who use charitable justice are able to avoid quarrels even at the cost of personally losing. This may not always be necessary, indeed, defending the weak and whoever suffers abuse is a duty for everyone, an act of justice that no one can escape from. In the world the most frequent job is that of the judge because, even if they do not work in the courts, men issue dozens of sentences daily against others and they are often sentences of conviction. Human justice can make mistakes, follow likes or dislikes, issue sentences only to avoid annoyances but true justice, more than from the civil code, comes from the heart.


2020 was a year of change, transition, from an old me to a new version of it. The doubts that assailed me earlier this year have vanished and turned into certainties that I did not have before, new certainties were born and all the shyness, all the no's that I would have said before I let them become yes and new moves in the eyes of others, leaving that they turned into earlier journeys during which I met aspects of myself that I did not think I could see, a side of my character that I did not believe could be revealed in front of others. I made new experiences without thinking too much and letting go of my strong critical spirit and rationality. I let all this happen without ifs and buts and without projects. In the end, these are the best experiences. I learned to live with my anxieties, my fears and my sadness, making it a resource, especially the latter. I left room for forgiveness, stopping to admonish myself for every move that brought me closer to those who had made me suffer. In 2022 I hope to be able to improve further, because in life you never stop learning but above all I hope to be able to change again and to grow for the better, undertaking new journeys and new adventures, even falling, because obstacles can also not be jumped, yes it can fall but what matters is not even getting up but how you get up.

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