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1940 — Bomber, fighter squadrons in the RAF, crazily courageous young Polish pilots in leather jackets. My grandmother said that even 30 years after the war English women spoke fondly of them and English men were jealous.
2005 – More Poles arrive in Britain. They fight on the labour market. The English are afraid of the “swan eaters”, we are, supposedly, stealing their jobs.
2016 – The Palace of Culture in Warsaw, (a “gift” from the Soviet Union, an occupying power, which forced communism onto Poland after the Second World War) is alight with the colours of the British flag. “Stay, we need you”. We don’t want this “gift” to be painted over by the colours of Putin’s flag. We don’t want a split into two tribes in Poland – something that is happening already. Populists in Poland also won by a whisker and in a few months managed to destroy the Constitutional Tribunal and curb women’s rights. Poles don’t want such troublemakers, they take to the streets, a quarter of a million people have demonstrated in Warsaw recently.
The European identity is complex, rich and free. It allows us to be creative, to work, to travel. Our children do not live in fear of a sentence that haunted me in my childhood: “May you never know war”.
How are we going to fight terrorism separately?
On the day of the referendum there was a double rainbow over Brussels.
Let’s think about our kids. Let’s think what we — career-driven egoists, happy-go-lucky people – are going to leave behind for them.
