Just read an article (?) by a dad to a son re his "having to emigrate" etc. etc. ... The sense of entitlement in the lament left me furious and then disgusted. (Must look up the english version of dengoso, lamechas ... Syrupy does not do it justice.) The Portuguese have for so long considered emigrants to be second or third class citizens that now, when it is the middle class, degreed youth facing the possibility or need to emigrate, we have to adjust our lens to "distinguish" and separate this new wave from the "emigrante do pé descalço" , les pieds noirs, the sharecroppers, as though the basic needs behind emigration are distinguishable. It is almost as if saying, yes I am hungry but my hunger is an educated one, a middle-class one! I am refined and therefore different, I am being pushed out by my own country.... Duh! Wait, did I say DUH! I mean D U H! Perhaps the hungry lower echelons of yesteryear or the political dissenters who sought bread and refuge elsewhere have a valuable lesson to teach now. Alas, again they are dismissed... No one is asking the emigrante de garrafão how it felt to be forced out of the country so as to survive. And how to cope. I am furious with the bourgeois patina of differentness. And with the unwillingness to take responsibility and actually apologize and change. And perhaps, just perhaps, we could learn the lesson and no longer need to repeat it. INHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAALLLEEEEEEEEE
Posted on: Thu, 03 Oct 2013 01:36:39 +0000
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