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Racism stories around the world: Indians vs Africans

Stories and News No. 975

India’s Foreign Minister has publicly condemned racist aggressions towards African students near Delhi this week. A Kenyan girl told she had been dragged down by a rickshaw and beaten by a group of men.

Once upon a time there were you, them and others.
Where you is us, the many, sometimes too many.
Where they seem always to be more, even in the case of just one.

And where others are simply others.
Everything but us, you and me.
I said, there were once.
We talked, wrote and, above all, we read about and we saw some bad news.
Uniquely beautiful and profitable to legalized misfortunes’ eaters, who used to see raising high their murky trade actions if the latest creatures of this world sadly fall on the ladder of human understanding.
The most common story is simple, though enlightened words, and suggestive images too, are often futile: you, we, are intolerant and brutal, insensitive and sometimes cruel towards strangers, but you, we, should be understood, right? Because of them...
You know, if you record them all together, gathered in a deliberately blur stain on the white dress, it is difficult to offer simple empathy.
So, you, us, the many among the few wearing the aforementioned snowy dress, let’s try to observe the modern farce from afar.
Let’s look at what happens between them and the others, who are the same to you, us, even up close.
Can you see the absurdity of the best-selling story of these times and more relevant than ever near elections or popular, so-called democratic expressions?
Those who usually you do not distinguish, and with epochal laziness we merge in the aforementioned, annoying mixture, now they appear in quite another scene, equally crazy, on opposite sides.
In a yet, distorted picture, they are you, us.
And the others are them, the others to someone else that's not you, us, but he is playing the same role of the executioner.
Now, do you understand the stupidity of such short-sightedness?
In your eyes, ours, always in a hurry before the essential and at the same time obsessively wrong, the skin color is almost the same, as bright eyes, unusual outfits, alien language and different religion.
How could they be racist without logical and justified reasons?
They should be crazy, you might think.
This you could deduce, and maybe the truth would not be far away.
Because this is what happens, when there was a time and even today it is.
The story of you, us, who give for granted the insane right to vent our sufferings and our ignorance on those who show the most unpardonable difference.
Being poorer than us

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