Today it is sunny in London. An “event” around here, and it makes you smile given that we are at June 24, whereas in many other countries of the summer has begun long ago. But now here we are no longer in Europe, and June 24, 2016 will be remembered for something else. It will forever be the day when the citizens of the United Kingdom confirmed that they, in Europe, do not they have ever felt for real. This morning, for me it could be a day like many others. Much better, in fact, today there are home from work, and just ahead (or hoping) a beautiful day I had organized an entire day full of outdoor activities to entertain me a bit ‘with my girlfriend. A visit to the museum, a ride in the park, a pizza, a little ‘shopping and a movie theater for the evening. All this after a nice breakfast, and a quick errand.
In Pictures: The United Kingdom says yes to Brexit (@Photo illustration by Christopher Furlong / Getty Images).
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Today, perhaps, I am only an immigrant any
It is going out to do the commission that I began experiencing something wrong . Sure, there was the sun, and life in London had already begun frenetic as every day. But I felt different. I felt out of place. I not at home, as I had already learned to feel after three years. Because yesterday I was a happy citizen of the European Union, far from my place of birth, but still within a country that saw me and accepted me as such. Today, perhaps, are only an immigrant whatsoever.
“Immigrant” : that word which in Italian is pronounced almost always with a negative tinge and often identified with the meaning of “non-EU”. And neither of the two terms, in fact, should mean no harm. The fact that I was a citizen in an EU country made me no less of a Moldovan immigrant, an Indian or a Chinese. How each of them, I came to this country with my plans, my goals, my hopes. But, frankly, the fact that we can be come overnight by buying a simple airline ticket – without passports – has definitely made things easier for me.
when I made the request of the NIN , the number of social security, and me are seen to accept within a week it was a relief. When scandagliavo job searches, and always read the bottom of the postscript “in order to apply you must have the right to work in the UK”, I saw it as a privilege. When I went to the hospital, and they accepted me without asking me anything except my NIN and the home address, I felt welcomed.
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the Leave advocates have said too much immigration
Because today I feel a foreigner? Because leaving the house I feel uncomfortable as if people look at me with contempt? Because, despite all think about their business, and I am only in the grip of paranoia, I feel like someone does not want me here? Perhaps because in these months of campaigning for the referendum proponents of Leave talked too much about immigration, while those of Remain focused all their discussions on the economic implications of an exit from the European Union would have for the United Kingdom. And this had created in me a sense of security that he had reassured me, that made me convinced of a failure of Brexit. When all the economic experts, entrepreneurs and most of the politicians explained, with shiny and crystalline reasoning understandable even to a child, that the European Union’s output would have meant the economic ruin of this country, I could not believe this speech could not touch the right chord of the people.
proponents of Leave for me were politicians fashioned from old-growth ideas , in a way that communicated to an audience tired anchored to the past. Supporters of Remain debated with passion, charisma, clarity and consistency, appealing to the idea of a great collective community that is the dream of this Union. How could things be otherwise? And yet they did. It was not an overwhelming victory, of course, but democracy is democracy. Although nearly half of the United Kingdom wanted to stay. Although Scotland and Northern Ireland have voted overwhelmingly to not abandon. This country will leave the European Union. With a chain of consequences that for now we can only imagine, but seen through the eyes of today they are not good hope for the future of us immigrants.
Perhaps I’m seeing a bit ‘too black. After all, today is a beautiful sunny day. An “event” in these parts. We go out, we try to have fun.
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