Enough is enough! Any f** foreigner, anyone… just kill them… just f** kill them”, went the voice notes on far-right Whatsapp groups that mobilised and wreaked havoc on the city — on my city — last Thursday. My city — you ask? But who am I?
I am the grad student at Trinity, the nurse at the Mater, the Deliveroo driver and the tax advisor. I am all of these and I am none of these. I am a foreigner. No wait — I am a f** foreigner. An “expat” if I come from Western Europe or North America and / or work for a wealthy multinational, an “immigrant” if I don’t fit into either of those boxes.