I would like
to ask you for an opinion about the sources of cruelty
and solidarity in national and social groups out of their natural environment. I mean emigration and any
other kind of being out of your regular environment. I realize that the topic that I am
raising is very complicated, but I’ll try to make it more
simple :). For the past few months I have been in New York and in smaller than London cities in UK and
please forgive me, but most of my sources are my own experience.
I love to
visit national districts in large cities and
talk with people, how, when and why they moved
there and about their experiences ( of course I
do the same thing with immigrants in Poland).
Story nr. One:
Poles in USA
Location is
Greenpoint, NYC
The entire neighborhood is full of Polish bakeries, kiosks, bookstores,
grocery stores, bars. It looks like taken out of the 80s in Poland. Everywhere hanging posters of
Polish lawyers offering assistance in the
field of labor law, employment fraud and problems arising from the lack
of insurance.
My first
interlocutor is Włodek from Piła, he is tall, fiftyish, he has lived there for 20
years now. This morning someone has broken his nose. After a few minutes we know that it wasn't someone but
his young cousin who has come recently and
lived on the street so he took take of her.
The nose was broken with a chair because she got mad after he had
said something (unspecified). He needed a drink cause he
still doesn’t have medical insurance. He doesn’t don't speak English as well.
Krysia, the owner of the bar who
came here in the early '70s, told us that half of Polish immigrants, even those who have been there for 20 years, still don't speak English and don't have a green card or even visa with a work permit.
It seemed to me that nothing has changed since the
80s – “Szczęśliwego Nowego Jorku” https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GSPqHVKwzvM
Story nr. two: Poles in UK
Location is
Leicester.
My friend has been living there for two years now, running his
mysterious (to me) business building some machines. One month
ago when he was picking
me from the airport, we saw police officers checking his vehicle’s data. It turned out
that the insurance is invalid. The car was insured by the taxi driver who is his friend also Polish. He said that he has a lot of cars so
he can pay lower rates. Of course, the lower rate paid my friend.
After the first phone call the taxi driver never picked up the phone again.
The car was taken to a police parking lot. Getting insurance after such an
offense is actually impossible because it costs £ 5,000 and without
insurance getting your car back is
impossible. Fun, right?
Story nr. Three: Ukrainians in
PL
Location is
Warsaw.
My
interlocutor is Ludmiła. Back in Ukraine she studied ethnography and then
ran her own business. After whole war mess in the east she escaped to Poland with her two daughters. Here she is
a cleaning lady and she is struggling with cancer.
" The
first year was terrible until I met the Poles who helped me. I lived in
Łomianki in a big house belonging to rich Ukrainian women, renting a room in the basement
with mold on the walls. It cost 1200zł. The rich
Ukrainian woman also offered
me a job which pays
for the rent.“
After one
year the Ukrainian woman
said that actually she never got any money and asked Ludmiła to move out at night with small children. She handed her papers indicating
that if she didn’t pay the
rent she would be sued.
Story nr. Four: Jews in UK
Location is
London
My interlocutor, named Uri ,came here from Jerusalem, he is a Hasidic orthodox who decided to leave Israel because he didn’t agree with the policy of the government.
He is a
designer and shoemaker. He decided to stay at first in the
Jewish
district of Stamford Hill. He came alone and
also he doesn’t have any family
there.
He was
welcomed very well, for the first few days he could
stay at the community center, met many people and after one week he got his first job at a shoemaker’s, a simple job, not a dream job, but good enough to pay
for a room. He said that he had such a warm
welcome, so many people wanted to help him immediately at finding a job,
finding home, applying for the legalization of his residence, etc. He is wondering if it's the
influence of the kibbutz’s
policy ( shared parenting or joint budget and work) or hundreds of
years of diaspora and its problems in finding their place in a foreign country. Who
knows...
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Epilogue
I am far from generalization, I realize that these are individual stories.
Unfortunately, such stories I usually listen
to. Also there are many others, about support among the LGBT
community in each bigger city in Poland, Europe
and USA or in broadly defined environment of
Punk leftists.
I would like to listen to your thoughts,
opinions and experiences in this field.
Also I would like to recommend watching
a miniseries "Run" about
immigrants in GB.
"Four gritty no-holds-barred human stories of the
streets, all linked together in some respect."
http://iitv.info/run/









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