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Sad life of a Polish migrant in the UK. Ch. 5 - Racism [259]
When I was leaving for the UK I thought that they were normal people, a little similar to us, and generally polite. Now after 3 years I see that they in fact believe in racial issues, white supremacy, corporal punishment, tiered society and all other things that make up a fascist or a Nazi. No offence intended - just facts.
The things that they tell me straight in my face are just astounding:
-you Poles are a nation of slaves.
-you Poles are a little white, because you were controlled by Sweden and you got mixed.
-they are just Polish.
-you are Eastern European, so you should be on 16k max, you know...
-have you noticed how it's all controlled by Jews?
-Poles should be punished.
-******* Polish girl!
Those are just from my personal experience, and as I mentioned, I don't look very Polish. Imagine what happens to people who look African? My friend from last work, Damola, wanted to transfer her bank manager job to Britain. She came, and found that all the work she can get was cleaning. She ran out of money and eventually took it. She was cleaning in a bank, and all the high school drop-outs who worked in customer service where laughing heartily - 'even their bank managers wash our floors'.
That's why I don't work for any Briton. I have a small business. My friend 'Sandra' from Shanghai have tried working for them, too, and quit, too. She bought a house to live as a landlord, because she just couldn't stand the everyday attitude.
I am sure that the most popular answer under this thread will be: 'so get the f*** out'. Why? Because first, you need people to work in your big economy, then when they come, you tell them you don't need them, try to pay them less than minimum, and tell everyday that having taken the offer was some kind of a fault, a stupidity.
And that just may be true, judging from the 'guarantees' of Britain.
On the other hand - if spoken to directly the Brits are straightforward. And if one meets a genuinely nice person, they are usually so nice that one wants to shove them in the bushes and make sweet love to them.
Do they have split personalities?