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by Andy Trincia (Romania 2002 )
The Neighbors Goat
Sa moara si capra vecinului!
Thats a Romanian idiom, the meaning of which translates to: If my goat dies, I hope my neighbors goat dies, too.
I have heard this many times and occasionally ask Romanians about it. When I brought it up recently with a small group of my university students, they laughed and noted with pleasure that Id picked up on this cultural nugget. Then one added, Well, they really need to update that. These days, it should be, If my goat dies, then I am going to steal my neighbors goat! Then more laughter.
These five words strung together speak volumes about the Romanian mentality. This obviously stems from rural areas, where many people actually do own goats as well as chickens, sheep and pigs though millions of other, more urban Romanians now live side-by-side in communist-era bloc apartment buildings with no yard in which to keep any animals. Yet the phrase sticks around.
As does this one, which I hear Romanians mumble even more frequently:
Romania este o tara frumoasa, pacat ca este locuit.
This, sadly enough, translates to: Romania is a beautiful country, what a pity its inhabited. Many Romanians have told me that the majority or at least half of her citizens are not good people, but are souls willing to cheat their own neighbor, to bribe, or to do just about anything to get ahead. Because of low salaries and poverty, many Romanians, understandably, have short-term horizons (as in tomorrow or next week) when it comes to money. But dig deeper and you realize that this mentality is also about the preference to make a quick, easy buck, often through corruption, rather than by establishing a long-term business relationship.
Loyalty and trust are simply not in the vocabulary. The reputation of Romanians abroad, especially in Western Europe, is poor, often based on stories of stolen cars, petty thieves and sneaky immigrant workers. One foreign national in Bucharest who works for an international tourism firm, told me about scores of Romanians working on cruise ships around the world. On ships where this person has worked, if there was a theft on board, the captain would have the Romanian crew members cabins searched first and 90 percent of the time they were guilty.
After more than a year in Romania, I know many things about this country, but I continue to learn every day and, at times, struggle to understand it. The mentality of the people, their attitudes and rampant negativism, particularly when compared to their more upbeat and faster-advancing but also formerly communist neighbors such as Hungary and Bulgaria, is something hard to grasp. Some Romanians jokingly blame it on their ancient roots from the sly and barbaric Dacian tribes who were conquered by the Romans.