It is best to begin with a disclosure about my thoughts at
present. I took on this three month
journey because I am in a position to do so.
I took this on with an understanding that although I consider myself a
“global” citizen, I am a guest here in Greece and the European Union (EU). I am heavily interested and involved in my
own ancestry. I am the great grandchild
of people whom I’ve mostly never met except through the stories of the living
and names on monuments and walls. I
studied the political history of Southeastern Europe in Thessaloniki , Greece
for the better part of three years. I
cannot help but compare the mass migration of people to the United States (US)
in the early 20th century to what is happening right now; hundreds
of thousands fleeing war, poverty, and famine for a chance at a better life,
met by a divided populace on whether those fleeing are welcome. I cannot help but remember my distant family
is one of many who fled a war and poverty-stricken Europe . I took on this mission in my life because we
as a whole are sometimes so far removed from the past that we blindly ignore
its lessons. We shrug collectively and
indifferently, offering little other than saying, “This is different,” or some
rhetorical platitude. I cringed in
horror the moment news broke out about Donald Trump’s (the current US Republican Presidential candidate frontrunner,
mind you) comments on creating a national database for Muslims living inside
the US
and issuing them special identity cards.
It wasn’t so much that Mr. Trump said it. It is how a large portion of the population
agreed with him. I cringed in horror,
and still do, that we found/find it acceptable to even be having this
conversation in any serious way.
This is not my America .
For weeks I have contemplated about what this blog will look
like. Will I make this solely about my
volunteering and read like a travel book, perhaps in the vein of Robert Kaplan
or Rebecca West? Will I place American
politics aside while focusing primarily on EU/Southeastern Europe? How much of myself am I willing to put in
these stories? Where, if at all, does
this story end?
Perhaps the best answer I’ve given myself is that I must be
willing to challenge everything and to not be afraid to offer my voice to that
challenge. This crisis changes every day
and I knew from the beginning I must be flexible to adapt to the needs on the
ground. So, at the end of the day, this
blog will become an amalgamation of all these questions and challenges. What I do know is that this post will likely
be the last in awhile where I use the pronoun “I” so extensively because this
isn’t about me. We are these refugees, we
are these immigrants, we are these
people. And the moment we deny that is
the moment we spit on those who have come before us and deny the very freedoms
and liberties we cherish.
That said Greece
is fighting an unwinnable war on all fronts.
A country ravaged by austerity measures forcibly put in place due to
decades worth of fiscal irresponsibility is now condemned for not having the
money and resources to protect the EU’s southeastern border. A country struggling to provide services to
its own citizens is now condemned for struggling to maintain a minimum level of
comfort and aid to hundreds of thousands of people who have crossed the seas. The EU, likely still bitter over the years of
fighting over austerity measures for bailouts, has opted for the same coercive,
forceful tactic of threatening Greece, most recently with a temporary exit from
Schengen Agreement if it could not control its borders (with the money and
resources it doesn’t have). Greece is
bordered by no true allies currently in this crisis. Macedonia (FYROM) has virtually shut down its
border for everyone but a few Syrians. Bulgaria has
constructed kilometers worth of razor wire fences across its border. The route to Northern Europe has been
effectively dammed and Greece
is the reservoir. Meetings meant to
discuss what to do about the crisis have excluded Greece from the table. The EU has opted rather to invest in – or bribe
– Turkey
in the hopes that the Turkish government would be able or willing to stem the
flow coming from their own borders.
People are still coming.
The undeniable fact is that Greece, right now, is becoming
the “permanent warehouse of refugee souls” that Prime Minister Alexis Tsipras
warned about this week. The undeniable
fact is that this crisis isn’t going away anytime soon. The undeniable fact is that this cannot be Greece ’s burden
to shoulder alone.
So I am here, ready to extend my hand.
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