When the Rules of the Game Change: Why Every Victim of Multiculturalism Is Political — and Why It Is Every Decent Person’s Duty to Speak Out

I get criticized for pointing out the connection between mass immigration from non-European countries and the rising violence, sexual crimes, and criminality in Sweden and Europe — in the Western world, where this kind of violence was previously extremely marginal and absolutely not systematic. Brutality. Honor violence. It creates insecurity. Fear. New rules we have to live by. The feeling of unease that arises when people with completely different origins repeatedly show that the cultural clashes that occur are both inevitable and devastating. The rapes in elderly care, for example, which Sweden did not have before non-European mass immigration. Sexual assaults against weaker beings, even against animals. Pedophilia. Gross sexual violence with elements of torture. Lethal assaults. Perpetrators in groups, many against one single victim. Filmed. Sadism. Attacks on innocents. All over Sweden and Europe. Knives. Machetes. Fire. In Vetlanda. At IKEA. In Skärholmen. Most recently in Copenhagen, where a young father was brutally beaten to death by an African gang.

Is it really so strange that every individual with more than two brain cells puts the pieces together and reacts with despair and disgust?

The difference is that some of us have platforms. We can express ourselves in writing. We have given up hope of being seen as “respectable” and instead react with disgust and honesty to what is happening. Maybe we can wake someone up? Maybe we can shape public opinion? Create an even stronger backlash against what is going on? So that politics actually changes? So that the wrong parties don’t return to power and the mass destruction of Europe and the Western world can continue?

The violence is merciless, and I don’t even want to recount the monstrosities we read about that take place in Africa, where Christians are murdered by Islamist gangs. It has been 1,000 days since the largest massacre of Jews since the Holocaust. Images of young people, of children, flicker past on social media.

The reactions from those who call themselves Social Democrats, environmentalists, the left, lovers of murderous ideologies, and the spineless politically correct crowd who consider themselves liberals are rarely outraged about what is actually happening. Not openly, at least. Instead, they direct all their energy at those of us who highlight these connections. Who protest. Who try to raise awareness. Who point out what irresponsible politics has done to our countries. These are the same individuals who want to stand and make heart signs with their hands when terror occurs — not for the victims of terror, but to smooth things over and combat what they call “racism.” They want to give love, juice, and buns. They want low-affect responses. Do they still believe that soft hugs will cure aggression, hatred, and contempt? That bouncy castles and pizza will eliminate the fact that there is real hatred, racism, and dominance directed at people simply because they happened to be born with white skin? From those who have been welcomed into our countries, who have been given everything and more, but who don’t seem to want to live in harmony and peace...

Yes, I am despairing and furious. And worried, of course. Worried about the cluelessness of those who hold power on social media. Those who close their eyes to the fact that the rapes are acts of war. That the violence is accelerating. Declarations of war flood social media, but the politically correct crowd closes their eyes, looks away, denies it. That after the rapes of young women come assaults and violence against young men... They too are subjected to all kinds of humiliation, but above all they are murdered — their lives extinguished. The foreign gang that lured 17-year-old Louis in Narbonne and beat him to death by jumping on his head knew exactly what they were doing. A man in Ireland was nearly beheaded with a machete and suffered severe head injuries. Henry Nowak, hacked to death with a machete. Iryna Zarutska had her throat slit while sitting on a train on her way home from work. Perpetrators who throw children in front of trains, who attack infants, who slit the throats of basically any European they happen to meet on the street. In the opening scene of Citizen Vigilantes, it is a mother out shopping with her boy who meets her killer on the way home. One cut, and the mother dies, bleeding out in front of her son. This is not fiction. Mikael in Skärholmen was shot dead in front of his 12-year-old son. His crime? He dared to speak up to the immigrant gang he encountered. But it doesn’t even have to be a confrontation. Europeans are fair game, betrayed by their politicians, thrown to the wolves by the establishment media that does everything to defend the multicultural dysfunction that is brutalizing our world. And when we protest, it is we who are called racists, we who are canceled, deplatformed, who lose jobs and reputation. Fuck that, in plain Swedish.

No, we are not “exploiting” the tragic events that occur. But we point out the connections. We try to show what the result is when you completely betray your countries and the people who are just trying to live their lives. What is the alternative? To join the liars, the propagandists, the reality deniers, and pretend that everything is peace and joy? Forget it! That will never happen. Until my last breath, I will speak about what I see, about the hell you have created. Until my last breath, I will fight for what I believe is right.