False Poverty

Parliamentary deputies tomorrow (or perhaps after tomorrow) will receive their salary as usual. So will all the other public sector workers. But tomorrow (or perhaps the day after tomorrow), many private sector workers will receive their salary as well, but some of them smaller than [...]
Parliamentary deputies tomorrow (or perhaps after tomorrow) will receive their salary as usual. So will all the other public sector workers. But tomorrow (or perhaps the day after tomorrow), many private sector workers will also receive their salary, but some of them less than usual because of the distributive measures that fight the spread of Covid-19shi. And some other employees, the privateist. MoreThey won't take a cent left without a job.
But public debate is completely occupied, and without the thread of resistance from people raised in the well-being of no poverty. There is no class perspective in any of them that immediately provoked the outbreak of Ovid 19, and neither of them speaks of what is happening. These Occupants, of course, are not endangered by poverty (maybe, they have even had fathers, and maybe grandparents of well-being), but the worst thing is that they've been disparaging all links with the poor to not listen to their quacam <x0Walphabet”. And, Even WorseIt's that they've produced <x0-travenous” false, exclusive, to speak in their own name. As had fake Vetevendosje “Facebook “to support page “with Prime Minister”, or as PAN's former poor peasants had produced fake veterans from the poor to get their votes in exchange for depleting their poverty.
And these <x0). But these ever virtuous, moral, and educated poor people do not exist. Among poor people, delinquency and crime abound, just as physical and mental illnesses abound. It's a violent, vulgar world. The hangings don't get quality education, not even good enough to misunderstand what they read, they don't short-term “neither do the liberal emancipative values, they don't stand right and steadfast in their attitudes. Father-in-laws, being poor, get ugly and become less smart as a study has recently shown.
But as you may have already noted, poverty is slowly disappearing as words from public record. Now another term is clouding it, and it will soon assimilate it as an economic position and a thought. It is the people of the total term that covers all social antagonisms, the distribution of goods and job sharing, the private sector and the informal economy. The concrete Halloween and gayles of people are abstracted into a single perspective: that of middle-class welfare as dominant sodium.
The Kosovo government, led by a self-declared leftist one, eventually allocated 41m euros to the private sector. A small charity for a country that has exactly the private sector but that behaves like government and public fraud has more fun than the real jobs we see directly. The Social Democrats in Denmark decided to pay 75 percent of their private sector workers' salary. In Slovenia, meanwhile, it was decided that MPs would receive lower wages. In the United States, $2 trillion was allocated. But our government remains overexposed to please the people, that is, the middle class that requires more bureaucracy as opposed to corruption.

In this writing, I want to give a big fan of the scorned and despised work of drivers of those known as “taks 1-hatting” through a brief text with the interactions I had with them before the Coronavirus. At least to put their existence briefly in a small public space without stigma and impunity. These drivers are. More OthersPeople we all see in our streets, but whose existence is punishable by 120 euros in fines. Like these are other taxi drivers, taxis, four, for example, who, in spite of their undeniable public service, are despised and stigmatized by society.
Anyone who's faced poverty knows that being poor costs too much. ”
A Mercedes-old red Benz buzzing as a truck approaches the station in front of the Ministry of Education. The driver whistles and lifts the index finger. It is an illegal taxi driver who leads you to Fushe Kosovo. He's looking for a traveler. I wave to him and sit in the seat next to him because he's nobody else.
Are you tired?
It's not much you?
It's six and forty-two pm. The driver switches the steering wheel again and puts the index finger on us as we arrive at another passenger location in front of the ugliness building of the Institute of History. His anxiety and desire for other travelers are injected with me. But no one's up. Those who see his finger show marks of face that express questions, they do not tire of moving their lips or shaking their heads in denial. Though they see him, they do not want to see him distracted and robbed of some nanoseconds in their lives.
He sighs.
We reach the lights next to the statue of Bill Clinton, who is like an educator of the history course or the Citizen Edography, who has lost the barber's death and puts the letter "in excess on his Facebook posts. Let's wait. 54 seconds. 53, 52, 51. I snap my cents in my pocket with my apartment keys. I try to find 50 cents. Seconds are already spent. It lasts two 20s and a 10s. Says “Thank you” Five, four, three, two, one green. The driver of the herd again gets up and stops in Laxia. No one goes in again. Usually, a taxi driver does not travel alone with a traveler. Just 50 cents. It looks like a big minus like the sign of the road stopping the flow across the one-way street.
“And nanna! ”
I ask an old man tomorrow morning with a four-colored green golfer.
Is it me? It's been 12 years, Daddy. Vor-aney, vot-kney, vot-anay, vot-kney. Without falling apart. Now I'm working mostly from eight to five. I got 500 euros in the mess, good luck. That's 300, but I get 500. I can take more than that, but not that I hate. Taxi 4 wins more than Taxi 1. Yeah, well, 300 ain't a little bit, babe. They're a little bit of this shit. Then it starts to swear at the president of the country, the country itself, the ordinary people and the precoupling “the screech has to be good. After two minutes, while we were waiting at the labor light of the emphase cathedral, the theory of how the president's background is Serbian is, how all his misdeeds are based on that background and ask me what I'm marking on my phone. I told her the message I was writing to my girlfriend. “Grandy in five minutes! She wrote. Are you recording? I deny it again. In fact, I was keeping a record of how many people slander the president, how much the prime minister, the Speaker of the Parliament, and how many opposition leaders. The president was significantly involved in 14 abuses. The prime minister had 7, the head of the Assembly 1, the leader of LDK 10, and the leader of AAK 5.
Why are you working a taxi?
It's gonna be okay, man. As soon as I lay my balls on the ground, I'm sick and out with a carousel and when I see myself working a taxi. There's blood in the middle of nowhere. Yeah, no bo hang them. I work for shit, I work for years too, everybody. I'm going to take people to where they're going. Nice to meet you. Even if you lose to your interest, I'll be out of here. I like this job. He lied to me, with a face that disgusts him.
Why are you working a taxi?
Yeah, I noticed that there was still no need for criminals. Criminals here make money. He said and laughed.
Another replied that he worked as a “tax for 1 . ”
There are over 800 1st taxi drivers, 90 per cent of whom are illegal, circulated between Pristina and Fusha Kosovo to give the undeniably strong testimony to social poverty. A poverty that, although before our eyes, in various forms, is completely ignored by the public sphere. Among them is a woman.










