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Kiruna
to me is a place, if not of milk and honey, so of reindeer meat
and grannys cloudberry jam. Every time I go there I'm struck by
the fact that the history of Kiruna in so many ways corresponds
with my own history, and for that matter the history of Sweden and
the 20th century.
That
feeling is stronger than ever before this fall of 2004. Because
Kiruna is now facing its destiny. The ground under the city is breaking.
The railroad and the newly finished road E10
has to be rerouted, elecricity and water systems are in danger,
houses and villas has to be bought back by LKAB.
In accordance with the mineral law LKAB will buy the houses, but
when and in what pace?
People
who are getting divorced or handling the estate of a dead person
are stuck. We do want LKAB to be successful, we know how depentent
Kiruna is. But we need to know what to do, we need some goddamned
place where we can go.
While
the villas are threatened some of the community houses are allready
doomed.
The
Kiruna that recently celebrated its hundredth anniversary may not
exist for very much longer. The city might be swallowed by the mine.
No other Swedish city represents the 20th century like Kiruna, with
its hope for the future, visions of the Swedish welfare state, conflicts
and ideologies. One can see it in the city planning, in the buildings,
the street network and the names.
In the beginning here was nothing,
as the saying goes. But if so you forget about the sami.
Now they are worried about the reindeer routes. And the two villages
Gapna and Leavas. At least one of them will psobably have to go.
The laws on mining and wood industry always overrule the sami civil
rights, klagar någon vid bordet. But ofcourse you have to
compromise.
-It is important that the move is done with care, says Eva Svonni,
so we don't loose the soul of Kiruna. That would be as if your house
burned down and everything was new
A
very
similar article was published
in Dagens
Nyheter
oktober 24 2004 10:20 but it was longer and all in Swedish and written
by Ingergerd Waaranperä
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