I really hate equating public service workers, like teachers, doctors, social workers with thieves.
I do drink ouzo and say Opa, but I don’t make a big deal out of it. It’s just who I am.
My country is a deformed democracy. And it has been for most of its modern history, except a few isolated instances, where popular democracy was actually crushed by fellow Greeks claiming ancient heritages and bullshit like that.
I speak Greek and other languages, and most of the people in my country speak many foreign languages. In fact we have an astounding variety of languages, including Pashto, Urdu, Arabic, along with Balkan languages, which nationalists want to eliminate (just like they did with Ladino, Vlach, Albanian and Slavic).
I could probably sew my country’s flag in my backpack, but I probably won’t, unless it is to piss off euro-racists.
Greece’s heritage goes far beyond the geographical borders. It invented the West… My sincerest apologies about that.
I do not need to “believe” in Hellenism. I live it without making it a zombie nationalist ideology.
If my government owes anybody any money, that has nothing to do with my national identity. It has everything to do with the biggest crisis in Capitalism since 1929.
I do believe in Freedom, so if I need to, I rebel.
I believe in the joy of life. I have the right to, just like everyone else on the planet. There’s nothing wrong with that!
I can no longer swim in the waters of over 6000 islands, because me and my friends were led to immigration.
My country is of exceptional beauty, and tradition, which I want to live and share with the world, not put in a musem. But not all traditions are good. For example, sadly, the patriarchal, sexist and homophobic Greek family remains a “sacred institution”.
You call me Greek, Recko, Hellene, Yunan, Yavan, Saberdzneti, Džieltimohk, Girisha. I go by many names and they are all correct.
(In response to this …thing.)