dear friends and neighbors near and far away physically and spiritually, are close to receiving the RNE, survival rates after two years here in Brazil soon I will be fully integrated into the system tax law of the country; RNE actually means Estranjeiros Register nacional (national register foreigners) and is an identity card for those not born and raised here.
too, in these two years I experienced the heady feeling of being so alien, not to understand and be understood, to find normal things that everyone around me are ridiculous and scare the other majority live normally. Be the absolute minority is very interesting, although I am a privileged minority here because there is a kind of adoration towards the Europeans, especially Italians who are always subject to the general and widespread sympathy, unlike in my country, from the I understand there is a growing paranoia of the closure against the alien, what comes from outside.
confess dear friends, especially if self-inflicted exile is hard, there are everyday things that will be eternally new and strange and every place you pass through will always have the taste of the unknown, the taste of home away from home.
But then there are things that I watch from the internet that talk about my country that frighten me and make me remember that I am that I have rightly chosen to live away from the big boot, that remind me that the great boot was sharply reducing the size, I wear a 42 and I could no longer fit.
Every person that I feel provides me with apocalyptic images of Italy, its bigotry and growing crisis in everything, work, culture, etc ...
But tell me, but what's going on?
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