My profession: Higher education teaching at a new university in the
A growing sense of anomie; I began to feel alienated within the country I had called, until then, home. It hurt me to see that most of the people I met defined themselves in terms of what they drove, what they owned and what they earned. It made me feel ashamed to be part of a society so superficial.
I am rarely seduced by ex-pat nostalgia. If fact it bloody well annoys and embarrasses me in equal measure. I go to
To my ever complaining ex-pat cousins I say; shut or pack up and piss off. I won’t miss you either.