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Theme of the week: foreigners in hospitals, yes or no? (Part One).
Who is entitled to care in a public hospital in our country? Any human being? Any human being born within the territory we call, for not finding a better word, “Argentina”? Any human being not born within the territory but who has completed a procedure (residence, for example)? Any human being son of another human being born in the territory? Any human being son of another human being who has done a procedure? Why is it so difficult to answer this question?
Nationalism is the first step on the path of xenophobia. Perhaps my vision is stained by years of immigrant, sometimes legal and sometimes illegal. I'm going to tell a little infidence. My son's mother's grandfather, that is, to make it easier, my son's maternal great-grandfather, was born in Romania. Their family was Russian, but the revolution of 17 expelled them (at least let's say it “convinced them to leave”). That good man, whom we will call “Fima”, to keep his good name, was born, as I said, in Romania, and lived in that country no more than 10 months. With Fima still baby, the family continued the journey, first they stopped in Italy for a while and then finally took the boat that deposited them in the Pampas.
Now, almost a hundred years later, the Romanian state is about to issue my son's citizenship. I mean, a gentleman who lived only 10 months in one place gives my son the right to have him do it too. And not only to him, in the process he grants it to me because, as I am the father, I have the right to live in the same territory as my son. And it not only gives us the right to live in that territory, but thanks to international treaties, we can do so in any country in the European community. And if we live more than five years in the same country, we get citizenship. I mean, in five years, my son could have Argentine, Romanian and, say, Swedish citizenship. And I'm the Argentinian and the Swedish. By a birth by chance, of someone who's not even a relative of mine, 100 years ago, on Romanian territory. That's how the world works.
Why did I write all that perorata? Because I want to make it as clear as possible how terribly arbitrary citizenship laws are. The planet is governed by borders (which are arbitrary), whose governments make agreements with others and widen or shrink those borders (also arbitrarily). Why aren't Bolivians Argentines? Why isn't Patagonia Chilean? Why is Uruguay not part of Brazil? Why can a Mercosur citizen live in any member country and not, for example, in Colombia? Why doesn't an Argentine have the right to work in Mexico? The answer is easy: why not.
Once we understand that, maybe, just maybe, we'll see the immigrant as someone looking for what his place of origin denies him. And when we see him like this, maybe, and only maybe, we feel the urge to give him a hand. It strikes me that many Argentines do not understand it this way, when most have ancestors who arrived, like the good one from Fima, with one hand behind and one hand forward. What should Argentina have done with our grandparents when they arrived if they needed medical treatment? I'd rather not answer. And let everyone, conscience respond as much as it can.
Publication Date: 11/02/2019
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