ENVIRONMENTALISM MEETS THE GYPSIES
4/2009
   The dump truck had no sooner dropped its load of construction debris and a horde of Gypsy scavengers were rushing through the cloud of dust. One of the women, dropping her infant child off by a cluster of rocks, attacked the mound, pulling out copper wires with her bare hands. Lotina Luczi, looking at least a decade older than her twenty four years, is just one of a growing number of a second generation, East European Gypsies that are feeding their families from the recyclable goods collected from trash bins and dump sites creating Europe�s newest class of untouchables.
     In Romania these scavengers are often snubbed as �drunkards�, �gypsy-vomit� or the common slur �black crows�, yet no one seems to take much notice to the environmental impact they single handedly accomplish and which comes shockingly clear by the day�s end with the setting sun glistening off the heaps of plastics and metals salvaged by the Gypsies.
     National Recycling programs in newly appointed EU states Romania and Bulgaria are still in their infancy with Romania landing at the very bottom of European Union with a low 15% recyclable rate. In the villages where garbage pick-up is sporadic or some cases non-existent, the waste problem is often dealt with by burning or carelessly dumped it straight into the passing stream. In cities like the capital Bucharest, street corner depositories compete with an undeveloped recycling culture and apartment dwellers undiscriminating rubbish shoots. As a result, much of the plastics and metals lining the supermarket aisles finds its way into the landfills of which much is later filtered out by the Gypsies
    Scavenging has been a Gypsy livelihood dating back to their ancestral origins as members of India�s pariah caste of which some, if not all Gypsies originated. The tradition of freely gathering materials worked ideally within the nomadic lifestyle. The blacksmith�s children gathered old metals, basket makers collected reeds by the riverbank while clay combined with straw and animal feces were the ingredients used by the brick makers. Even the Gypsy musicians were recycling. �Gypsy music is all about how well you can improve on an old line,� says Kaliu Gheorghe, lead violinist of the well-known Gypsy band Taraf de Haidouks. � I listen to a Hungarian or Russian tune and then play it in Gypsy style� You don't learn this job, you steal it,�
     After the sudden collapse of communism and subsequent shutting down of the state owned factories, many out-of-work Gypsies fell back on the scavenging instincts of their ancestors. At the Gypsy shantytown at Patta Ratt in the Transylvanian city of Cluj, the team of Lotinna Lutzi and her nineteen year old step-daughter average about 600 pounds of recyclable waste every three days, slim pickings in comparison to other teams that includes husband, wives, elderly in-laws and vast network of children.
     Lotina was six years old when she came to the shantytown at the heel of her widowed mother. By ten she was working the landfill. Within a few years her mother left to join her father. Life expectancy for Gypsies falls generally ten to fifteen years below the majority � and which is considerably lower than that at places like Patta Ratt; those that do live, don�t live well.
    �I know it�s unhealthy here but what choice do I have. This is where I was born and will die,� says Lotina flashing a uninhibited toothless grin; teeth are a luxury that most residents at Patta Ratt do without.
     An effort by local authorities in the Eastern Romanian city of Piatra Neamt to force the smaller settlement of scavengers into other professions was carried out by suddenly forbidding their entry into the bountiful dumpsite, yet without taking into account that the majority of the scavengers are illiterate and without work skills. Mitica Munteanu, who had been working the Piatra Neamt dumpsite since he was ten, has been forced to take his horse and wagon through the streets, rummaging through trash bins and dumpsters where his daily intake is a quarter of what it had been at the resourceful dump.
     �On a good day we take in about 20 pounds,� says his wife Crina from the wagon. �It brings us about five dollars. It�s not going to be enough to feed three mouths,� she adds, her eyes pointing down to a swollen belly. �I don�t know what we will do.�
    The heavy competition along with the unfair treatment many scavengers feel they are receiving in their own country has driven many West, opening a new front in Spain and Italy. Towns like Murgeni in the eastern portion of Romania has its own Gypsy owned bus service transporting residents three times a week to and from Barcelona where the men scour the city for old metals and the women beg.

     While it is the city Gypsies that has mostly turned to scavenging the plentiful dumps, the countryside isn�t without its natural environmentalist. These Gypsies, of which many still heat their homes and cook their food from dead branches gathered off the forest floor, harvest the wilderness for mushrooms, forest greens, fruits and nuts that they sell by the roadside. The Rudari tribe, the woodworkers, still use what gifts Mother Nature offers, a common kitchen knife and an axe in the making of baskets, brooms, and wooden spoons as their ancestors had done hundreds of years ago.
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