another reality we face as the flood of foreigners washes over the european based world;
Writing in the Telegraph, Sean Thomas says his 20 year-old daughter can’t find a job – any job, stacking shelves, washing pots, bar work – because the state has allowed all the work to go to migrants at a shocking ratio of 27 to one. Here’s an excerpt.
Do you remember what you did during the long summer breaks from university? I’m ashamed I don’t really, mainly because I did nothing much. I went inter-railing with friends and slept in a phone box in Vienna. I was so bored I tried to see if nutmeg is hallucinogenic (it isn’t, really). Most of all I relied on my middle-class parents for cash, but they didn’t mind as I was the lucky generation that was paid to go to uni so they didn’t have to fund me the rest of the year.
Of course, I had friends who weren’t this lucky and had to find summer work – but they did it with ease. There was work everywhere, back in the day. How different it is now. My daughter is 20. A few days ago she was nearly in tears because she cannot find a summer job.
Not a career, not a glossy internship – a job. “Dad, I’ll do anything,” she said. “I’ll wash dishes at six in the morning.” And she meant it: she did exactly that last year, gladly. Her work ethic is way more impressive than mine. And yet this year there is nothing. Let’s be precise about the kind of work we mean. I’m talking about the first rung on the ladder. Stacking shelves, wiping tables, cleaning toilets. The work by which a young person learns there is dignity in earning a living. And, more importantly, earns money........more.........
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