updated: Nov. 25, 2007

 

Somebody please tell me that this news is not true!

http://www.ziare.ro

"...AFP reaminteste ca ministrul de Externe a declarat, saptamâna trecuta, în cadrul unei
interventii telefonice la o emisiune, ca în timpul vizitei pe care a efectuat-o în Egipt a luat
în calcul posibilitatea de a cumpara un teren în desertul egiptean pentru a trimite acolo
persoanele care pateaza imaginea tarii sale..."

which means that the Minister of Foreign Affairs of Romania has declared last week on TV that during his latest visit to Egypt he has taken into account the possibility of buying a piece of land in the Egyptian desert in order to send (deport) there those who are staining the image of Romania.

He means the Gypsies of Romania. The context is much larger but I don't feel like getting into it. One might be tempted to ask the EU if it is seriously willing to finance this concentration camp in the desert of Egypt, and also, what the Egyptians say to this. One might also get tempted to ask the Minister if the Royal Romanian Army looting Budapest in 1919 consisted, according to him, only of soldiers of Gypsy origin.

Crazy questions - in a crazy world.

The Gypsies belong for centuries to Transylvania and the Banat, they belong to the
dowry, so to say.
Instead of continuing to treat them like slaves, what about integrating them? It isn't too late for that, or is it? No, it never is.
Let's not continue killing singing birds or, in this case, their brothers.

Go to Ando Drom , turn on your loudspeakers and click on the samples instead.
If possible, offer yourself this CD and realize that neither you nor I can transport people
mentally there, where these children of the road do.
They are part of the society, they
are entitled to stay, and if they do something wrong, send them there, where you send
any wrongdoer - but not to the desert!

And you, dear Lord, please send us some wise leaders because, you know,
things are getting slowly out of control here on Earth.

 



I was honoured to make his acquaintance and to chat
with him in Schwobisch on a Sunday afternoon in July, 2007.
He told me that he
was the last "Triebswetterer" in this streeet,
the Neroer Stroß. Which indeed he is, and his
only remaining hand is the hand of a
Triebswetter: it tells of a life spent with hard work.




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