By Entela Resuli
I live in the Paris Commune. Because of my little girls, I go to work on a limited schedule. The field is my greatest desire.
Just this month, I haven't had to do it at all, because events have happened in my neighborhood.
I've filmed several cases from the balcony of my house: fights, conflicts between people, clashes with the police, and even murders.
September 24 — two boys fought among themselves, horrific scenes that caused panic among residents, in the middle of the day, in the middle of the street!
October 28 — The bartender stabbed the waiter; one died, the other ended up in prison.
November 12 — a young man disobeys the police; the latter drag him and put him in a van, while dozens of other men follow him to "rescue" him!
One neighborhood, so many events — all with tension, violence, and loss of life.
A country with less than 2 million inhabitants left, which every day produces murders, accidents, fights...
Oh my! Is there something wrong here? Or do we live inside a bubble of tension that only inflates and it is not known when — or if — it will ever burst!
Is there a continuous, constant stress that is lasting over time, making people more aggressive, more tired, more demoralized?
Are economic strata becoming increasingly more diverse every day — some very wealthy who flaunt their luxury, and others who struggle to make ends meet?
Is this accompanied by an identity crisis, where comparison is inevitable?
Or maybe we should all join those motivation courses together, so that whatever happens around us we can see "in color"?