The light comes from the east. The glass and steel skyscrapers in Doha, Dubai or Abu Dhabi in the Middle East glitter and shine. They radiate far across the Arabian Gulf. They beguile and charm the rest of the world. It is the shine of the money that lives in them. Here wealth is at home with itself, here it can be hunted. The Middle East is the new Eldorado. Global capitalism has some of its most important centers here. The tallest skyscraper of all time was built here. No world economic crisis could slow it down.
Nevertheless, the global financial crisis has cracked the skyscraper backdrops. They give a clear view of another, lackluster world. Behind the new buildings, where the desert begins, are the corrugated iron huts, barracks and containers that house the workmen who build the glass and steel giants.
There are workers from Pakistan, India, Indonesia, China, from the Far East in Asia or from war-torn Arab countries such as Iran, Iraq, Lebanon, Palestine, Iraq or Afghanistan. That is the downside of the world of money and glitter. Global poverty lives here. A mixture of people—mainly men—who send their families their wages home so that they can live.
In the faces of these people—I think—the longing for a different, right life is reflected.