Warning letter to the Diaspora attempted by the Cold War back ... In a word in a thousand, never listen to what you tell your friends who are here and you talk about the country, the happiness of being home and all the other salads. Do not believe your eyes or your ears or because you came here a few days or a month or two. Listen to anything that you tell the power and the rest on the back here, all those beautiful phrases about service to the nation.
Yeah, right!
Listen to this: If you have young children and you have no other nationality Mauritanian nationality, do not come back here if only that to treat them and provide them with education. Here in health we live in a world ruled by the most terrible unconscious, there are two or three pharmacies that are to refile the names to be sure of what you swallow or you can take anything from either overdosed or tampered under dosed or placebo whatsoever.
As for the education system, it is in the same condition as the rest, which completely destroyed the race for those who can afford to send their children to French school which never fails to attract the wrath of their people who can not.
As for hospitals, doctors there confirmed but they should know and be called Otherwise do not expect anything and again in case of complications remains thanks to God always inchallah. At
entertainment, culture, you'll die of boredom unless you like sacrifice to you water and fire again. At your food, you'll get if you have the means to grocery stores that you refourgueront products obsolete or limits as if you sell at prices prohibitive whole arsenal of hard-discount.
As to the professional level, if you have the chance to exercise a profession, you will manage inchallah but if you have the misfortune of having to work for the state, then you put your feet in a world that you should better avoid if you can.
a job waiting for you to be deadly dull or overwork for a miserable salary. Soon you will understand the folly of being back here because in spite of yourself, one way as another you'll mix of politics and beyond appearances you will soon discover behind the scenes: a dictatorship for the civilized now, with power in the hands of one man who wants to manage everything by having no jurisdiction and no one to oppose him. You'll quickly learn how
society is so vile and opposition to its knees without no credibility. Then you will seek to better understand the intellectual and there you will be surprised to see that those who most traveled and who think they are the most educated are the most chauvinistic, most obtuse, the most conservative and most entering a world and a fight but they will tell you who is living in one way or another because everyone here has contact with the power and everyone watches everyone.
Amid so pathetic that hold most power in all its forms, is found here and there a people, a middle class trying to survive as they may be hiding in their misery and misfortunes either by selling their soul to the devil in one way or another, either by making a thousand tricks to try to make ends meet. But these people have no political power or economic.
They are consumers, but observers of actors, they are not!
What are you going to come here? For the country? The country can not benefit from your talents if you face because whatever your area of work awaits the brotherhood of the poor who will put sticks in the wheels in proportion to your talent. This powerful brotherhood of the country cares except for the loot. Otherwise how to explain the absence decisive political action?
Here is the realm of survival. Life is elsewhere. Those who hold political power economic and military want to keep the country in the state with a people cut off from the world as if we had to stay in the Middle Ages because, to them, the modernity they have access because they travel as they wish live here with all the favoritism imaginable and the people are living under the yoke of propaganda media prehistoric where the student as goats and goats. Then
zamis, listen, if you no longer afford to live elsewhere go home, here at least you say hello in the streets, but if you are also free from want stay there until your children will be educated. Come here on holiday but never did come back it would be sheer madness.
As for the quality of psychological life, unless you are born in hypocrisy and the finest that you do not mind whether it is the air we breathe, you have nothing to hope else here: hypocrisy at its purest, jealousy at all, something dead across her eyes.
If you live in a mixed couple, flee even faster this infernal world; mixed couples often fail here because the Mauritanian has lived in a tiny world that is deceitful and underhanded the gold standard would follow anyone here will have to learn what he has always known, his partner will have the choice between a madman or take to discover the articulation of a society almost completely sordid: they do not, do not do this. Yet
surface that smiles, that warm welcome from locals that they are foreigners living here or Mauritania for ages but behind it all, reigns only the psychology of the small village sneaky, jealous of everything wrong . Early elsewhere that you are welcome applicants, it is often worse, because the best is always hidden.
Beware of empathy that can inspire those people, all this is that comedy where the abject poor are worse than the rich. As masks, as each misfortune and smiled as he can ...
And with a lot of merit ...
machallah
Posted by VLAN AOSA
