Schweitz on the Rise!!!

looks to me like "la droite" might win the Swiss elections. Ignorance combined with Arrogance has always been dangerous... Espacially when Power is given... I love my country and some of its History. I'm proud when I think of Mountain People who helped each other to escape Persecution from various Countries. We've been rebellious/stubborn to ideas imposed upon a mass, we've been environmentalist before it became a trend or a must. I like to think we created the Red Cross, promoted a healthy and simple Life style with Good Commun Sense and Herbal Remedies... I love my country but cannot help to think there is something Xenophobic about Switzerland. I had begin writting a play years ago called "How Heidi lost her Neutrality" It was about this Eastern European Babysitter coming in a Bourgeoise Swiss Family and through her virginal eyes was depicted a very Strange duplicitous country. I think that one of the biggest problem we Swiss people face is the lack of perspective/self-perception regarding our History and Identity. Of course every citizen of every country tends to suffer from Ethnocentrism. What worries me is this None-Awarness and Non-Objectivity regarding our sense of Superiority (or Inferiority masked by some Superiour Behavior)... We think of ourselves as Virginal/Neutral creatures therefore able to judge the good vs the bad. Maybe the Farmer within us is Insecure... We are so afraid to lose our privilege. Why so? What is it to lose when you kick out a Family with a 10 yrs old child who's only known his country of adoption he was born in? I'm an immigrant. I deserve to be treated fairly wherever I go. I don't view Immigration as a Choice. It is a Need; a Vivid Desire, an Urge, a Hope for a better life, a better chance... Being the Stranger/the Poor (the Minority in Fact) isn't Fun. If "la droite" wins, Forgive Naive Schweitz, for we do not know what we are doing.

Grand-Papa Dream

I was holding Grand-Pa's hand telling him everything will be O.K. The Chief Nurse was gathering the materiel. That's usually my job but I guess she was being considerate since it was Grand Pa. I was also telling Grand-Pa to be brave... This new revolutionarian technique was suppose to heal every Grand Pa's problem... The Chief Nurse started the procedure and all along I watched... She took Grand Pa vein thanks to a little cut inside his wrist and started to take out that same vein. As she was doing so, Grand Pa skin was unfolding. His entire arm was now wide open and the vein like a snake in the Chief Nurse's hand. Grand Pa, strong and proud, was screaming internally with sounds escaping his body here and there. His face was red and ready to burst. He's always been so tough. I was supposed to assist the Chief Nurse but I could only watch. Watch and Pray, my mantra being: Grand Pa be brave, please please...it won't last, please please... just another vein... The Chief Nurse was pulling out other veins now... Grand Pa's skin was like a volcano but all the hurting was coming out... My jaw was tensed. I wanted to scream, cry, stop this unnatural procedure but this was a new efficient treatment that'd solve everything. I had to be strong. For Grand-Pa. This beep sound kept coming on and on... Flinty alarm clock, Dreams are the only way I can spend Time with Grand-Papa, do not take that away from me. It's all too late : I'm awake.