(translated from Polish by me)
“Poland. We have found ourselves in the world of absurd. The country where every fifth person had lost their lives in the second world war, where a fifth of all people lives abroad and where every third person is twenty years old. Country that has twice as much students as France and an engineer earns the same as average physical worker. Country where a man spends twice as much as he earns, where average wage equals three pairs of quality shoes and at the same time there is no poverty and foreign capital is overflowing shopping shelves.
It’s a country where the price of a car equals three times your annual salary and despite of that there are no spaces in the car parks. Country which is ruled by post socialists, where church celebrations are days off from work.
Any foreigner must give up any logic here if he doesn’t want to get confused.
A weird country where a waiter speaks fluent English, chef speaks French, you can have a conversation in German with a shopping assistant, but a translator will be required if you want to talk to minister or a representative in any other language than Polish.
Poles! How do you do that?!”
