SURROUNDED BY IMMIGRANTS I FELT AFRAID
Reporting of BastaBugie editorial team
(AUTOMATIC READING)
A few days ago I ended up at the station, the Milan station, all 5.30 in the morning, when “Milan is still sleeping”. I crossed the porch among a cloud of young dark-skinned men who scrutinized the people passing by.. They probably had no bad intentions, but it certainly isn't pleasant to be a single woman in that situation. Yes, I admit it, I felt afraid.
Yes, I admit it, I thought about my phone sticking out of my pocket – It is true, I have an expensive phone, they gave it to me, like practically all the valuable things I have. Yes, I admit it, I felt annoyed, because we weren't a bunch of people going to catch the train, situation in which obviously I would not have paid attention to the color of the skin. The situation was single white woman going to catch the train, dozens of black men who apparently have nothing to do and are walking around in the dark. I'm racist? Probably by Boldrini standards yes. Read More