Migrants

We always think that registration, documentation, asylum problems, being legally or illegaly in some other country's territory is something that is only related to refugees, IDPs, our humanitarian work. We experience burocracy problems each time we got a new assignment in a different Country, where normally the burocracy is done to protect corruption and desorganization and not to facilitate a smooth process for visas and permits. So we all get annoyed because we have to wait, maybe two extra weeks, one month, before leaving or before geeting a visa extension. But at the end, we take it as part of the work like a lot of other stressing circunstances, and it does not threaten our lives and future plans that much.

In these days, I'm reading more and more relates of foreign citizens complaining about immigration law in Italy. And I'm not talking about the common sterptype we have, incorrectly, of the migrants, I'm talking about journalists, scientists, professors, esteemed workers in accademic associations, who are fighting with an unclear and inhuman law as much as the others. Like in the countries we complain about, unclear burocracy and grey areas are done to cover disorder and hidden agendas. The hidden agenda of this law is simply to keep out anybody who is not italian. Stop. Since I'm experiencing this personally, I feel as I was a little bit stranger too, even in my country. I got to know offices that I had never step in, I saw burocrats and policemen delaying without any reason permissions and documents, taking their coffee breaks in working hours without minding the interetnic queue outside the door waiting for them, I saw these people moving their lazy hands to put a stamp only when I shouted at them in italian and they understood they could not foolish me as I was not any poor lost stranger. I don't feel any difference between the supposed third world country, who has to give me a visa and my country, that does not allow others human beings to have access to a clear, quick and easy procedure in condition of dignity and respect. I don't feel any difference when I have to fear to lose every six months people I love, no matter how much they are honestly working or how much I guarantee for them. And even if it's sad, I can't blame these people when they are rude to my country, because if I think about it, my country gave them less chances to feel part of it than what their countries gave to me.