I don’t need polls to know that I belong to a minority. It’s enough for me to go out of the house and cross three words with a fellow to feel very little like him. Most days I don’t even have to make such an effort: just reading the newspaper, feelings of foreignness, alienation, loneliness, incomprehension and hallucination erase the illusion of belonging that I’ve dreamed of at night. But it’s okay for barometers to confirm my intuition. The l…
I don’t need polls to know that I belong to a minority. It’s enough for me to go out of the house and cross three words with a fellow to feel very little like him. Most days I don’t even have to make such an effort: just reading the newspaper, feelings of foreignness, alienation, loneliness, incomprehension and hallucination erase the illusion of belonging that I’ve dreamed of at night. But it’s okay for barometers to confirm my intuition. The l…