Greece:Digging in the dustbins of history

Digging in the dustbins of history

After the fall of the Berlin Wall, Yannis Lubovicki left Poland and came to Athens in search of work. He lost his job during the Greek economic crisis and now lives on the streets.

After the Soviet Union collapsed, Christos Gabriel and Yannis Lubovicki fled the faltering Eastern Bloc and came to Greece in pursuit of a happier life. But as the promise of Greece’s once-fiery economy has dwindled away, immigrants like them have experienced homelessness and hostility – as well as a peculiar yearning for the old communist ways.

In the Athenian neighbourhood of Skouze Hill, a pair of shabbily dressed men, Polish immigrants, sit on a doorstep across the street from a supermarket, wearily asking passersby for change as they wait for store employees to throw away the day’s unsold food. Once the food has been tossed into the supermarkets’ dustbins, they will compete with the area’s other dumpster divers – ethnic Roma – for the stale bread and leftover vegetables.

When he illegally immigrated to Greece two decades ago, Yannis Lubovicki, 43, dreamed of a better life than what Poland – then struggling to adjust to a post-Berlin Wall world – could offer. Instead, he and his companion Christos Gabriel, 53, found poverty. Now they spend their days panhandling and their nights sleeping on park benches. They survive on food from church soup kitchens and trash cans and the water from park fountains. Once a week they walk downtown to Koumoundourou Square and use the public baths there, well frequented by the homeless.

“Don’t give them any money,” says a well-dressed middle-aged woman heading into the supermarket.

“They’ll spend it on wine in a split second.”

If harsh, her words are perhaps true: their breath smells of alcohol, their eyes are bloodshot, and Lubovicki – the woman points to him emphatically – is timidly taking a corkscrew out of his bag.

An estimated one person in twenty is an undocumented immigrant in Greece, a country of eleven million. Many of them, like Lubovicki and Gabriel, are transplants from the former Eastern bloc. Having moved to Greece in search of the economic opportunities that an integrated, prosperous Europe once offered, they have instead struggled to survive, one of the groups hardest hit by financial crisis in Greece. At the same time, they have been scapegoats for the country’s ongoing malaise, with high unemployment and political turmoil – along with a humiliating dose of international ridicule for the former continental success story turned basket case – feeding a brutal, anti-immigrant backlash within Greek society, just as they have in other immigrant magnets such as Italy, Malta, and Spain.

Yet in few corners of Europe have ultranationalism and xenophobia gained as much traction as they have in Greece. Golden Dawn, a far-right Greek political party, has seen tremendous growth since the economic crisis hit. In 1996, it received just 0.07 per cent of the vote in national parliamentary elections; in 2012, it won 7 per cent. Halting immigration is the party’s chief goal. Its leaders declare that “illegal alien-invaders” amount to an irregular foreign army, bent on attacking the country’s social fabric and corrupting its national identity. The party’s extreme rhetoric has, in turn, fed violence, from the murder of a Greek antifascist rapper by a party member, to the stunning attack that Golden Dawn MP Ilias Kasidiaris unleashed on two leftist members of parliament during the live taping of a morning talk show.

Even in Athens, Greece’s cosmopolitan capital, Golden Dawn has substantial support. It won 16 per cent of the vote in last May’s mayoral elections, a huge jump from its share of just 5 per cent in 2010.

“We have been swarming with Albanians, Pakistanis, Africans, and Eastern Europeans,” says the middle-aged woman at the supermarket, who did not give her name.

“Now we have the Gypsy gangs, too.”

Her once-affluent neighbourhood used to be populated by high-ranking military officers and their families, but in recent years the poorer immigrant enclaves in the bordering downtown areas have spilled over here as well.

“That’s why they wanted us in Europe,” she adds – referring to wealthy northern European nations like France and Germany, to keep the Third Worlders away from them so they can continue their petty little lives.”

Gangling and grey-haired, Gabriel walks with a limp and speaks with a thick accent. In his halting Greek, he notes happily that he recently discovered a new hideout, a tiny covered alley alongside a newly built apartment building, where he lies down on the pavement at night to sleep. He and Lubovicki have spent the last five years living in close proximity to the supermarket and its surplus food. Until a few months ago, they had been squatting in a nearby abandoned house, but then the landlord drove them out.

Gabriel has been in the country for twelve years. Back in Poland, he lived through the early years of his homeland’s transition from communism. Post-Soviet Poland quickly reformed its economy to woo investors, privatising its coal and steel industries and knocking down regulatory hurdles. Thanks to vigorous economic growth and rising standards of living, Polish households were optimistic and exuberant, and credit flowed easily. Gabriel, then a coal miner, decided to take out a loan to buy a two-storey house in the southern Polish city of Katowice for himself, his wife, and four children.

The Polish ‘miracle’, however, failed to curb the country’s high levels of unemployment. Laid off and unable to find a new job, Gabriel struggled to pay his 50,000 euro mortgage. Desperate, he immigrated to Greece in 2002, joining a wave of illegal immigrants drawn by the global image of pre-crisis Greece as flourishing and full of promise. Gabriel has not seen his children since he left.

But today’s moribund Greek economy, now in its seventh year of recession, offers little in the way of hope for Gabriel and immigrants like him. In Athens, about 5,000 undocumented immigrants live in derelict buildings unfit for human habitation. When they can find work, conditions are often extreme: migrant strawberry pickers, for example, earn $26 to $33 a day for about ten hours’ work, living in makeshift huts with no access to toilets. Meanwhile, government officials warn of a “public-health time bomb”, with large numbers of new immigrants not inoculated for tuberculosis, polio, measles, and other communicable diseases.

Until the 1990s, Greece was an extremely homogenous society. The wave of Eastern European immigrants that flooded Greece after the fall of the Soviet Union was followed by another wave of immigrants from Africa and Asia in subsequent years, gradually ratcheting up anti-immigrant sentiment among the broader population. Today, as unresolved economic and immigration problems worsen an already festering resentment, Greece continues to vie for the title of Europe’s ‘most racist’ nation.

In recent years, the government has had some success in staunching the flow of illegal immigrants into the country, which it credits in part to an eight-mile barbed-wire fence it erected along its border with Turkey, completed two years ago. The number of illegal immigrants that the government detained fell from 77,000 in 2012 to 43,000 in 2013.

These days, Gabriel stays on constant alert for police raids – not for fear of deportation, as European countries signed the 2007 Schengen agreement that allows citizens of each country to move and work freely throughout the union – but for fear that he may be arrested for failing to pay his bank loan back in Poland. For the most part, though, the police tend to ignore him and other homeless immigrants.

Golden Dawn wishes it were otherwise. These foreigners must be deported, the party argues, in order to save the culture and community of the ‘pure’ Greeks. Ironically, in spite of his slogan of “work for Greeks only”, Golden Dawn’s leader, Nikolaos Michaloliakos, happens to own a hotel in an immigrant Athens neighbourhood staffed by low-wage foreign workers.

In recent months the party’s brazen militancy seems to have backfired to some extent, with two of its leaders now in jail awaiting trial – Michaloliakos for forming a ‘criminal organisation’ and a spokesperson for gun charges.

Nevertheless, Nikos Kyriakidis, a 47-year-old plumber from Athens, insists that Golden Dawn is the only party that will fight against Zionism, imposed multiculturalism, and the growing erosion of Greek culture. Economic anxieties also seem to be at the root of Kyriakidis’ anger. He rails against the “scumbags” of PASOK and New Democracy, that he says destroyed the Greek economy. Although he has a quarter-century worth of work experience, right now Kyriakidis is unable to support his family. They just moved to avoid living in a part of the city that has recently seen an influx of immigrants. Kyriakidis doesn’t want his children to grow up in such a rundown neighbourhood, he says.

In Greece, Eastern European immigrants tend to fare better than other immigrants in one area: racist attacks. Three weeks ago Gabriel and Lubovicki witnessed a gang of thirty young men dressed in black beating Asian immigrants.

“They shouldn’t have hit them, it’s not right,” says Lubovicki, a stubby and gregarious man who fills in the silences of his tall and taciturn companion. The beating took place out in the open, in a public square with numerous passersby. Four police officers were nearby but did nothing, Lubovicki claims. Fortunately, the gang did not bother the two Poles.

“It is the dark ones they are after,” he notes. That is, the Pakistanis, Afghanis, Syrians, Bangladeshis, Somalis, and Eritreans who have built up the country’s largest Asian and African immigrant enclaves.

A group of young men walk down the street, stopping when they notice Lubovicki and Gabriel – half-drunk and reeking of alcohol – sitting on the doorstep.

“I’ll give you ten bottles of wine if you kick this car door,” says one of the men. He is short and fair-haired, in his early twenties.

“Ten more bottles if you sing,” says another, a hulking man with a humpback.

Lubovicki bursts into laughter and says he can’t do it. Gabriel cracks a smile.

The young men seem to know the Poles. They, too, are immigrants – second-generation Albanian Greeks.

Today, those of the country’s unauthorised immigrants who hail from the former Eastern Bloc are chiefly from Albania: in 2013 they were almost a third of all illegal immigrants arrested that year, and Albanians also comprise a majority of the country’s total foreign-born population.

Lubovicki has a daughter of his own, now seventeen years old. His marriage ended after his wife, who had moved out to Greece with him, found out about an affair.

“We had a brawl,” he says. “My wife left Greece in the middle of the night with my daughter.”

Things really got bad when Lubovicki lost his job during the crisis.

The construction sector, which used to employ both men and whose workforce is a third foreign-born, has shrunk by half since 2009.

Their descent into poverty has soured their attitudes toward the free market and made the two Polish immigrants nostalgic for Poland’s communist era, as repressive as it was. They would never have left Poland if the Soviet Union had not collapsed, they point out. Back then, life was good, and they lacked nothing.

These are views shared by a significant number of older Eastern Europeans, according to a 2009 Pew survey. While those under the age of forty tend to favour the economic and political reforms their countries have gone through over the past two decades, the older generations are more sceptical.

Clearly, many have painful memories of the USSR: not just the absence of freedom and dissent, but also the frequent shortages of food and toilet paper, the constant lecturing about Marxist-Leninist creeds, the degrading monotony of Soviet life. But like Lubovicki and Gabriel, some of those who grew up under communism point out that unemployment and homelessness were virtually unknown back then. Their salaries were nowhere near American ones, but the cost of living was negligible.

In recent years, Poland has, like Greece before it, seen rapid economic growth. While many Poles continue to go abroad in search of higher wages, living standards have improved back in their home country. Lubovicki points out that his mother, a professional chef, enjoys a pension and a cosy house of her own.

Lubovicki misses his hometown, a village outside Warsaw. He misses his daughter, who speaks to him by phone every other week. He misses his mother’s cooking. But he does not believe he will go back to the old country anytime soon.

“My mother calls me up all the time asking me to return to Poland, but I can’t because I can’t afford it. I need eighty-five euros to renew my passport and about 200 euros for travel expenses.”

It’s not just about the money, Lubovicki adds. Born ‘Yannus’, he has lived as ‘Yannis’ since he came to Greece – now half his life.

“If I go to Poland, I won’t know a thing. I’ll be unable to adjust there. I have been living in Greece ever since I came of age, how am I supposed to start all over again?”

Gabriel, who used to go by the name ‘Yaroslav’, nods in approval.

“Have I told you I am also a mechanic for all kinds of machines and can do some plumber work?” Lubovicki says, moving on to another, more hopeful, topic.

“I may find a gig like this in the future. I know the tools of the trade.”

Then his eyes light up. The sliding doors of the supermarket have opened. Employees bearing huge trash bags head for the dustbins. Lubovicki walks over to find his next meal.

*Stav Dimitropoulos is a Greek writer whose work has appeared in major Greek, US, UK, and Canadian media outlets. This is an edited version of the article that first appeared in New York’s In The Fray Magazine.

 source: Neos Kosmos

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