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"I studied economics and I regret it"

Review the rate of Florence Noiville " I studied economics and I regret it .

The term "economy" derives from the greek ( oikos-house nomos -norm) and can be understood as the art of managing the home, to manage the family property.

interpreting the concept, in light of the historical and cultural heritage greek-roman, which is the basis of our civilization, the economy is the method to allow you to live better and harmony with the resources we have available.

art, understood as the capacity, is to strike a balance between our need for life and the environment in which we live, from which we draw the means necessary for our survival as a species.

It would seem that this, by the vague aspect of the humanities, has nothing to do with the sequence of numbers of scientific data of Gross Domestic Product or the financial markets.

Instead it is the discriminating factor between those who act for the maximum (possible) common good of all organically with our host planet and those who seek only profit.

So who is responsible for economy, or should have the responsibility to afford to live the best possible, while preserving the resources available, even in anticipation of the needs of future generations. A task I would say ethics.

The reality, however, shows us that every day is the exact opposite: speculation abounds, everyone is looking for maximum profit even at the expense of others and not hesitate to plunder the planet.

sudden altar of profit, self-sacrificing public health, the future of future generations, the quality of life, not to be confused with the affluence of the same, the massacre in a game where the most aggressive, more savvy than those who do not abide by the rules, take precedence over all others.

With the result that an ever smaller circle of people has almost all the world's wealth, while the intermediate classes are slowly but inexorably, sliding toward the poorest of humanity and at the same time you consume more resources than the Earth can produce, rapidly depleting non-renewable resources, to a complete catastrophe.

is a book I recommend reading it leads us to reflect on failures that the dominant economic system causes to society and the planet.

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The metaphor fits perfectly.



The machine created by man, to liberate the thousands of daily toil, becomes uncontrollable, to destroy what he had hitherto done.


Noiville Florence, author of "I studied economics and I regret it," quotes the Jewish myth of the Golem in the prologue of his paper, to effectively describe the genesis of the recent economic crisis.


financial instruments, designed to prevent the risk of insolvency, passing from hand to hand, artificially increasing the value, the time at which the, have proven paper, a collapsing economic system that was based on these tools, its ephemeral success.


Noiville Florence and graduated in 1984 in commercial law at the Ecole des Hautes Etudes Commerciales (HEC), one of the most prestigious French business schools.


He gained some professional experience as a financial analyst at a U.S. multinational, before deciding to switch to journalism.


Referring to their professional experiences, citing a number of events reported by the press and also collecting impressions of former students of the HEC and other schools of business education, the author portrays a victim of its own economic system, abnormal development, such as Jewish Golem, ends up destroying what hitherto built.


main actors of this sort of collective drama, are the managers who are trained in the school of economics.


Convinced of being an elite, committed to the cult of performance, have gone along uncritically the basic needs of the business, namely the perpetual increase in profits, regardless of social or ethical issues that could lead to some of their strategic choices.


economic gratification, could assuage any possible guilt in these leaders and the prospect of receiving high-wage, ended also to influence the choice of who should take university courses, convincing them to join the business schools.


The actions of these managers have encouraged the recent economic downturn and despite having attended the best schools of economics, were caught unprepared by the events, demonstrating the essential emptiness of the alleged training of high level and discover the fragility of an economic system increasingly divorced from real society.


Nevertheless, Florence Noiville captures some aspects that bodes well.


literary and artistic activities in general, have become a valuable antidote to the pressing demands of work in the financial manager of those now disenchanted.


businessmen granite subverting the rules of capitalism, they find a way to make profits even with the latest in the world, allowing them to free themselves from an otherwise unrelenting misery.


And finally, a dream, where schools of economic leaders prepare for the future in a responsible manner, able to avoid financial crises like the current one and the same time able to maintain the highest common good, while respecting environment in which we live and with a view to ensuring a future for the generations that follow us. Just to regret not having studied more than economics.

Author: FLORENCE NOIVILLE

ISBN: 978-88-339-2155-6
Page: 92
Price: € 10.00
Publisher: Bollati Boringhieri Turin
First edition: 2010
Genre: essay

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