In Hitting Budapest, there was
an obvious divide between two seemingly completely different worlds side by
side. The ironically named Paradise seemed to be the slums of Hungary, referred
to as the shanty The children probably have no idea what the word Paradise is
supposed to mean. It’s a place where ten year olds such as Chico get impregnated
by their grandfathers. It’s a place where you have to go to the brush to go to
the bathroom and you don’t go after dark because no one will go with you. When
they find a dead body they take the shoes to sell and it isn’t even mentioned
if they alert the authorities or not. It’s the normal for them. When they cross
the road into Budapest, it’s an entire separate world.
It’s described as a place “where
people not like us live.” It’s a place with fenced homes and clean streets.
Where people stay to themselves indoors and throw food out without even
finishing it. Where people don’t eat fruit off of trees because “nobody around
here seems to know what fruit is for.” And the people that live in these homes
don’t seem too concerned about it. The children seem to use a regular pattern,
going street to street. If anyone truly cared it wouldn’t be that difficult to
stop the children from stealing them.
One of the similarities between
both worlds seems to be ignorance and/or lack of education. The children are
clueless what the word paradise means, and they have wishful thinking to
eventually live in Budapest but they have no idea what it would probably take
to live there. The woman is ignorant of the real hardships these children face.
To her they seem to be more animals, things to take pictures of rather than to
be helped or fed. Instead of offering the children food, she throws away what
she is eating before she even finishes it. What is this nice city doing to help
those that live in the shanty? They probably pretend it isn’t there. The only
person that does take notice is a woman visiting from the United States.
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