No shame here

No shame here.

Well, I'm not so sure it can be called shame or shameless or even categorized at all. I refer to the ease of arguments that seams to exist here in the itian culture. I've seen arguments that, having occurrd in most anyother place, surely would end with someone in the hospital or at least with police on the scene. But not here. No sir.  It's as if they know nothings goin to happen in the end so they can do and say what ever it is they want.  Woman vs. the butcher, man vs. teenager, husband vs. disrespectful other man, anythings fare game overhere. 

 The typical "fight" goes something like this. 

All of a sudden you'll hear someone talkingl loudly. Not quite a yell but almost.  For a moment you'll wonder if this is friend or foe because really it can take a few verbal exchanges to figure it out. Finally a fist goes up shaking a finger. Ok, now we know it's on!  Normally only one person will be irate while the other more or less maintains their cool probably wondering why the other is indeed irrate. Anyway, they will exchange words back and forth loudly, a display for all those around. It's entertainment. You're supposed to stop and stare. Finally someone will pull the real angry one away all the while still shouting back to his nemesis. Things are about to cool down, when all of a sudden the one guy comes back with a snide reply. Here we go again. Mr. Irrate can no longer be restrained once again advancing towards his opponent with the finger shaking even more intensely. This cycle will repeat itself about 6 or 7 times, really it's comical, everytime creating moe and more space between the two until the shouts are now faint whimperings in the distance. Tomorrow they'll probably kiss and make up. Such is Italy.