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Part 2 Sense of Entitlement (フランス人が苦悩から得た教訓)

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Spring is upon Paris.  The street vendors are selling yellow narcisss.  It’s only 2 Euros, so why not?  I thought.   They say that the French are exclusive, but so far only the French people have been straight with me and even kind.  I had to speak some French before that happened, but the personality shift made in appreciation of my respecting their language was incredible.  Sure, the other immigrants in France speak better French than I do, but are they more respective of the French values?   The other day, I bought some vegetables at an outdoor market.  I was rather suspicious of cheap price tags at this stall, but I was ready to comprise on quality and chose to economize.  He was not a French, but I always give everyone a chance.  The price was double to what I had expected.  The French would show me the bill, but this non-French did not.  So I pretended not to have understood French and did not pay till he showed me the bill.  When he did I took it from him and there it was.  He h

Sense of Entitlement; La souffrance des Français: Version française est au milieu (フランス人が至った災難)

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I might prefer ‘menace’ over ‘sense of Entitlement’ because with ‘love and patience’ we may be able to convert the menacing people, but those with ‘sense of entitlement’ will just feed off others’ love and patience.    I have not lived among French people long enough to assume anything about them, but the sense of entitlement of some immigrants is all too familiar.  While I lived in Australia, I witnessed their values and even their safety got comprised by some ever demanding immigrants.  Worse were their off-springs who no longer considered themselves to be immigrants, nor respective Australian citizens either, but someone better who deserved more than others.  Their demands made to the government were all too much, even for me, another immigrant.   All that I thought I left it behind when I moved to Europe, but NO.  One indication can be found in the recent election result.  More French people have turned ‘right’ because they fear for their ever depreciating French values in their ow

Part 2 of Multiculturalism was Tower of Babylon (第二回外国人労働受入制 度はバビルの塔)

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Perhaps Multiculturism would have worked had it been limited to immigration on the ground of mutual affection among individuals.  People would be much eager to respect the rules and the culture of their loved ones while it is easy to grow unappreciative of a government.  The biggest monster, the sense of entitlement needs no encouragement to sprout and it cannot be contained unless the person confronts himself and life on a deeper level.  It is time consuming process that everyone has to go through, not just immigrants, but in the meantime the damage will be done.  The Samaritan locals will be disgusted and questioning the benefits of accepting immigrants and perhaps here lies the root of the problem: benefits. It varies from nation to nation, but the general pretext for opening the door to immigrants is sugar-coated with humanitarian empathy underlined with the anticipated benefits that fresh labour will bring to the country’s economy.  On paper it should speed up the progress and pro

Part 1 of Discrimination around me (私の身の回りの差別第一回)

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To be fair, some Australians have tried to befriend immigrants.  They are the reasons that kept my hope alive.  However, some immigrants are surprisingly full of sense of entitlement and demand more privileges.  Immigrants blame the Australians for not respecting their culture while the Australians feel theirs that has been passed down from the British ignored.    But after living in a multi-national society for years I might say that it is not about culture at all.  You can enjoy a culture, but you can still detest the people who created it.  There have been millions of culture exchange events and friendly games that sent people to euphoria but on the following day hate and disdain returned to rule the reality.  Some even stole other people’s culture and would pass it on as theirs.     First thing you notice after you step out of your plane will be distinct aboriginal arts pretty much everywhere.  You would think as Australians had embraced the aboriginals’ culture, they were friends.