I have always been an early adapter; I have spotted trends early and felt mistakes in my rebel stomach long before the rooster crowed. In 2006, I ran for parliament for Junilistan (a Euroskeptic list). That was at a time when the proponents of the European Union had no idea of the totalitarian supranational entity we would be forced to submit to, as well as to pay the bill for. At that time we were dismissed as ”alarmists”, derided and ignored as historically ignorant reactionaries. But that designer majority, with their timid reactions, still enjoys preferential treatment.
It was the same with immigration. That was not at all a hot topic or a cause for concern in Sweden, quite the contrary – as long as the immigrants came in solidarity, in order to live as proud New Swedes, did not damage our safety and contributed something to society.
As my mother happens to live in the multicultural, criminal ghetto hell in Landskrona, I witnessed close up how rapidly the ethnic Swedes were brutally pushed aside. They had no other choice than to take their culture, their presence, their laws and norms somewhere else.
The politicians averted their eyes; they sold out the dignity of the people for fast cash. The financial compensation granted to the municipalities for housing as many new arrivals as possible was destructive and short-sighted. But greed is a cardinal sin and has punished the inhabitants dearly; all too many have even paid with their lives for the desperate societal ‘quick fixes’ devised by the politicians.
I reacted loudly, and have written on my blog about the decay of Sweden. In order to raise a public debate and allow the censored side to have a voice. I have paid a high price, one of the highest: To be excluded, locked out, slandered, and never greeted. Made invisible by everyone who, devoid of their own will, tramped along in the march of correctness.
Educated persons have ignored me at events, heads held high, and behind my back made a Hitler mustache with their finger under their noses, raising their right arms in Hitler salutes, and in whispering voices hated me for what I believe.
Also people I love.
When all I ever meant and said is no different from what City Council of all political colors are now freely and openly saying: Sweden cannot stand any more of the mass immigration of recent years, the total collapse of labor law, the decay of law, crime, lifelong welfare subsidies, social exclusion, violence, hatred, threats, misuse of subsidies, job outsourcing, wage dumping and fraud against society.
The dominant elite still refuses to see or acknowledge that the new Swedish multiculturalism means misery, fear and a criminal ingenuity that we had never imagined.
All while they unashamedly maintain that their views and valuations are nobler and finer than ours, they still say on our behalf that we do not understand anything, that we must be shamed, that we are racists, hostile and void of culture.
I admit to no crime, I have never in my life desired anything evil, only good. Still I have to live with being scornfully spat upon by judgmental people who have declared a monopoly on “right thought”, wielding a biased distortion of what I am actually thinking and saying.
Strangely enough, groups found it fitting and admirable to demonize, harass and tyrannize me and my friends of opinion. From time to time it is horribly painful; that behavior is unintelligent and deserves contempt.
And I shall never forgive them.
By Carina Norden Åkerlund