Slaves from the Balkans

“What does your sister do there?” I asked.
    I was checking in at the hostel in Podgorica, Montenegro and the guy, learning that I was from Italy, had said her sister lived in Lazio.
    “I don't know,” he replied. “House cleaning, looking after the elderly and the sick. What the slaves from the Balkans do.”
    “It's true,” I said. “What can I say?”

I really get stuck here. I really do. I mean I do not use such services, I do my own things, but what if I needed someone to take care of me, someone in my family or the house? What do you do when you do not have the people around you? In the end, it all comes down to what Ruskin has said in the Veins of Wealth. The money in your pocket is worthless unless you keep your neighbor poor. But this has to change. It really is a crooked logic. I don't know how, I mean the only logical way out is learning to trust in people and not money. But then again, how do you find those people to trust? Especially in our world. Money seems more reliable.
    But then again... There are things money can buy. There are things it cannot.

I would also write this as "STOP BELIEVING IN MONEY, START BELIEVING IN PEOPLE."