I tend to be not unsympathetic to rather uninterested in
complaints migrants, voluntary or not, make about cultural andlinguistic displacement, since I knew by the age of fifteen that I didn’t want to be the American I was raised to be. I wanted out,myself. I did have some vague idea of the consewuences.

Neumatt is miniseries turning around the dilemmas faced by bourgedis enterpreneurs, in this case family dairy farmers. There’sots of milk, plus a gamut of registers of Swiss German, a gay triangle, among other romantic / sexual relationships. Everyone ishappy in the end. Even the cows.

On Gramsci, Jm Lariri