Have you become European or do you need more of the stick? Because we only have a stick. Carrots are expensive. Sorry – off-budget.
Have you become a manager? In other words - do you lead? Have you started to realize that the foreign investor is creating new jobs only for saleswomen, cleaners and security guards? Sorry – sales consultants, hygienists and security guards.
You imagine that your unchangeable future is how you will all become managers and rule? Or will only those who are the most correct become so, and the big push is to be more correct? TV will take care of your correctness! Some central bank will take care of your money. And why do you need to have independence at all? Also money? Or children? What is this expense for you with this shortage of kindergartens? Better wait with the kids for some better times. Let their carbon emissions drop and get some kind of eco generation. Scientists say that only another thirty years are needed. (She, medicine has advanced and any grandmother can become a mother of many children. Right?).
Why do you need to think? Ecclesiastes said that he who increases his knowledge also increases his sorrow. And your sadness makes you ineffective. You must be fit, smoothie-drinking idiots to be able to work right up to retirement and then – bye. That's how the system gets loaded. And the economy. And the planet.
Did you sell your village lands? Those waste fields that have fed your clans for centuries? Those ancestors of yours that you loathe. Because you are non-Schengen Europeans and your thin senses only allow you to tell jokes about how your ancestors bathed once a year. Makes one wonder how you carry the same DNA? Nothing. Two trips to Dubai and it will wash away.
I know. I'm breaking your perfection, but let me remind you of two-speed Europe. That's right – you are the second gear. Let me tease you, but even our homosexuals are second-class homosexuals. Are you proud now?
Are you humming the latest Eurovision song? Or is it non-humming (new word)?
Are you still thinking about the Schengen area? That you are inside it. Rather, it's inside you, but helpfully wrapped in an airdrop condom to make contact with Europe safer.
Do you still think that this Europe, this Western world, is the same one you dreamed of and aspired to 35 years ago? At least the ones older than you.
Gobble plastic vegetables three times a day and think until your last breath whether you are raising a boy or a girl? And slowly realize that your child somehow starts not to belong to you. Because if nothing belongs to you, where will your children be yours? And is the taste of all this washed away by ruined craft beers?
Is this all normal to you?