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RE: The flip side of the perspective, The Prologue

In Germany, a conversation like this with a taxi driver wouldn’t be all that unlikely. After all, there are plenty of graduates working as taxi drivers here, including foreign doctors whose qualifications aren’t formally recognised in this country. Our shortage of doctors could have been a thing of the past long ago...

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I understand what you mean, but when I tell these stories, it's to show how life here crushes you to such an extent, no matter how much effort and what resources you put in to build your life in a proper way. Then you just fall apart. Because of the system, because of the people, because of the order in the country, where there is no chance for the ordinary person. When I've been abroad, or made plans to go, I never imagined that I would start some prestigious job for which my education would be important. This is some kind of unchangeable rule for foreigners, unless they have incredible luck, or a solid back.
I'm talking about how you don't have a chance in your own country, where experienced scientists, or doctors, or any intelligent people are forced to do often humiliating work to get some miserable living. I was unemployed for so many years for precisely this reason: working for a gross minimum wage of 620 euros, or slightly above that, which is the norm in the region I live, is literally humiliating. But most people in this situation simply have no choice.
Both lead to illnesses, and mental and physical health is undermined in such circumstances.