For years I have wanted to burn my EU passport. Because my European privilege was bothering me. It usually happens when Im in Turkey.
We should never underestimate the power of our privileges. And we have to be aware of these in order not to hurt others and stop victimizing ourselves!I want to burn this passport when I feel lucky enough to escape the hurtful realities of my motherland. I can always leave, while others are stuck.I am ashamed when I feel this. But I always leave others behind.People who are like me, but who are also different because they are real members of that reality.
In Denmark I lack many privileges that white Danish people take for granted or rather they do not know their advantages nor do they feel my disadvantages.But still I feel more privileged in taking up my part in this society.At least I am part of the reality here.The migrant reality that can help unveil the REAL lack in this country.
And when I have had enough once again I can buy my ticket, take my passport, get on the plane and walk around the world to others places. ONLY and only because of this little red book with golden letters on it. I am an EU-member, you can discriminate against me in the Danish airports, but I will still be standing in that same line with other EU-peeps, feeling my stomach turning while simultaneously feeling “white” for a moment whenever I watch the long and slow coloured line next to me. The one for NON-EU citizens!
Shame on me.
Picture Source: The Aftermath of the Image-Production Revolution in Post-Revolution Iran. http://universes-in-universe.org/eng/nafas/articles/2012/the_aftermath
