Some doubts are coming out...

Some doubts are coming out...

And, finally I reached taksim, the lively kind-of-european area full
of shops, restaurants, bars and western icons as mcdo and starbucks.

But while the taxidriver drove me here, i started with my deep
negative thinking again.
And this time it was all about the differences between me and here.
Or, better to say, the differences between what i represent and here.

During the past years i have oftenly been fighting for bringing turkey
in europe, for respecting the word given in the sixties and help them
to accomplish ataturk revolution.
I even did my thesis on that... Stating that the problem was noy
whether turkey should have been accepted or not but simply deciding
when it should have happened.

But now i finally got skeptic, and i don't really want to hide it.

What i actually think is that probably we should stop asking turks to
do all the job and and start doing something.
And not for them.
For ourselves.

Lately i did a lot for explaining europe to people, to
make them understand which kind of immense possibilities we have now that
spinelli&co dream is real and that brussels is not just chocolate
and beer.

But what i am starting to think is that, working on explaining what europe
is, we might have forgotten europeans.

What does, being european, mean in 2008?
What are we...?
...or...
Do we really exist as a population? or we just are a huge amount of
people sharing the benefits of such an immense, unified market?

This is what i think we'd better work on. Before any enlargement.
Before risking the efforts we have all be making for years.

Before making europe becoming just europe again and wasting the
meaning we have all seen behind the word union.

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