On the skids became a response to the chaos in Sweden and me situated for a few weeks on the East coast with a broken keyboard and later the ipad, (dog stepped on it and wrecked it completely).
Then, when I thought it couldn’t get worse, it did
Now, a few years down the line, events in Sweden continues to escalate, the latest reports showing the calamity homemade grenades bring.
The bomb attacks are at unprecedented levels in a country where there never used to be any.
” I am not white, I’m Swedish “ demonstrates the Scandinavian national identity, people from every country on earth lives in Sweden. We embraced everyone who wanted to join us.
I am very much part of the product and I still believe in certain humanitarian core values imprinted in my youth.
I move in deeply multicultural communities with African American, Asian, Jewish and Arabic representation where everyone categorically express concern over events unfolding and every single one know the answer as to why they want to live in the West.
The demagoguery is from a overwhelmingly white privilege leftie perspective, the Comrades adhering to the ideology I was born in to.
Armchair Socialists deaf to the testimonials given by the people who actually lived and endured the doctrine.
I’m a work in progress and one thing I learned while mourning my niece, is that I ought to acknowledge what I was articulating unintentionally dimmed by grief as a blanket address of a issue which represents fractions, not the whole.
I don’t hate anyone, not even the people who stood by the sidelines mocking my niece as she walked towards her death.
Or the ones attempting to do the same to me while I was mourning her passing.
I was and will be writing about cretins, criminals and criminal acts in progress and if anyone reading feel smithed by it, my assumption would lead me to think they belong to the aforementioned groups.
To my South/West Asian crew who happen to stumble upon this, I love you.