We Changed Our Lives

Julia Caesar is an acclaimed columnist at Snaphanen. Her essay below has been translated from the Swedish original, which was published last month at Snaphanen.

This is a samizdat account of what it is like to be a Counterjihad writer in Sweden, but the story could equally apply to all Western nations that groan under yoke of the Multicultural hegemony.

We changed our lives
by Julia Caesar

Somebody or something woke us up. We changed our lives without really understanding how this happened. It could have been a book or some newspaper articles. It could have been blogs on the Internet. It could have been many years’ observations and slowly growing insights — pieces of a puzzle that suddenly fell into place.

We weren’t the ones who changed our lives. In secrecy our politicians changed our lives. Without ever being asked about our opinion, we were forced into a society of multiculture and extreme mass immigration which has never functioned anywhere or anytime. Like guinea pigs we were thrown into a gigantic social and demographic laboratory experiment without any possibility of getting away. We were told that we were supposed to feel enriched. Otherwise we were racists.

When we understood the complete implications of the immigration policy it felt like a punch in the nose. Something that we for a long time and in vain had been looking for information about became clear. We were searching for knowledge. Dammit, we were not going to be misled for one single minute longer! We read. We studied. We seized on information like someone thirsting for water.

It was a normal day. We heard ourselves say to our best friends that when you’ve read this book, life will never be the same again. It was as if our words came from deep inside of someone that we didn’t know. But we realized that the words were true. Little by little we realized that we weren’t the ones who chose our mission. The mission chose us, and we could not oppose.

We kicked back. We tried to escape. We had good lives; why would we choose something worse, more uncomfortable, and more thankless? We could for example have embroidered. We could have taken up joinery, tinkered about with cars, grown roses or painted on china. We saw our friends living a possible life. But we couldn’t. We had always been refractory, cheeky kids scaring our parents by coming out with things which shouldn’t be said. As far as we could remember we had recognized and loathed fraud and falsehood. On the doors of our refrigerators there was a scrap of paper with a motto: ”Only the one who is swimming against the stream will reach the source.”

We couldn’t silently watch Sweden being dismantled piece by piece. We wanted to tear apart the thick veil of silence over the immigration policy and spread facts that a few people knew and nobody talked about. Our opinion was that people had the right to know what was going on in their country.

We were dazed, shocked, newly informed. We were scarred veterans. Some of us were already dead and had, unlike many other people, died with our honour and human dignity intact.

We wrote. Nobody asked us to. We chose it on our own. But did we really have a choice?

We were our own employers. Nobody ruled us. No humming managing editor told us to delete this and that because it was too controversial.

We worked almost all the time. We worked for free because the truth has no payment by the hour. When other people relaxed and did nice things we worked. Every day in the calendar we wore our chairs and computers. We toiled as if obsessed with the task we had commanded ourselves to accomplish. We wanted finally to get through with it. It took some time to understand we never would get through. Our task would outlive us.

It was our antagonists who had the resources. Thousands of journalists sat all day long, occupied with lying to the Swedish people in return for fat salaries and for thumps on the back on Twitter from their equally mendacious colleagues in their mutual fan club. Media, political parties, think tanks and lobby organizations had access to billions. But we had something they didn’t have: the truth.

It was the truth-keeping that kept us swinging. We knew that no human being and no political system building their existence on lies could last forever.

We knew the truth always wins.

We knew the truth can break through quickly.

We knew the truth can take a long time and sometimes breaks through with violence.

We knew the truth had been replaced with new systems of lies.

We wrote books full of facts that were carefully hushed up in all media. We wrote debate articles, blog posts and chronicles. Most of the time mainstream media refused to publish our articles, without reason. The facts we presented punctured their entire shadowy project.

We did the work of journalistic pioneers. We dug up truths that highly paid journalists were too lazy or cowardly to concern themselves with. We knew that many people read what we wrote. But not one single journalist or anyone else with a social position to maintain dared to mention it. We understood that they read it on the sly, and the poor devils didn’t dare to pronounce our names because of the risk of ruining their whole career. We simply didn’t exist. It was as if we were infected with a mortal virus. They stole our texts and facts they hadn’t managed to google up for themselves but doctored them up so they could save their own skin and seem to be better journalists than they really were.

We wrote under pseudonyms. We hated that we had to. If journalists in mainstream media hadn’t lied so terribly we could have written under our real names without endangering our lives and our children’s. Now we had to hide our identities.

We wrote with our real names. It didn’t seem to matter. Our topics were taboo. The entire journalistic profession seemed to have come to an agreement that our books and articles were not allowed to be mentioned under any circumstances. On the few occasions that we were mentioned we were harassed and stigmatized and were sprayed with vomit full of hatred, written by well-known and honoured journalists. We had crossed the limits set by taboo, and from now on we didn’t exist.

We applied for a new job. We had the very best merits and qualifications. We didn’t get the job. There was nothing wrong with our merits and qualifications. The fault was our articles on inappropriate topics.

We thought of the fact that messengers who brought bad messages had, since the very beginning of humanity, been stoned. Shakespeare had put it into words: “The nature of bad news infects the teller”.

We exiled ourselves inwards. We cancelled all our newspaper subscriptions. We stopped listening to the radio and stopped watching television. For a long time we tried at least to listen to and watch the news. But finally we couldn’t manage to. We couldn’t stand hearing the lies. It became more and more clear that the journalists’ main ambition wasn’t to tell the truth but to hide it.

What we most of all didn’t manage to see was how the journalists degraded themselves. They stooped themselves by writing and saying things they knew were lies. They refused to learn, to be introspective and ask themselves what they were doing.

We saw straight through them. We saw through their double standards and hypocrisy. They turned their backs on the multiculture and mass immigration that they used to praise, and settled in 100 percent ethnic white areas. The tremendous cynicism of their message was that multiculture shouldn’t be forced on them, but on The Others; the poor, the weak, the sick ones who couldn’t manage to move or didn’t have enough money to buy themselves a place in an immigrant-free area.

We wondered how the journalists handled their self-contempt. Until we realized they didn’t have any.

Our parents gave us their silent support but worried about us and said we should slow down and not work that hard. In their view we were never anything else but children. Our parents died, and nobody worried about us any longer. We stood alone at the front line. It became chilly and deserted around us.

We heard the murmur from our ancestors in their graves. They urged us to go on. They couldn’t stand the desecration of everything they had built with hard work and hardship during their lives.

Our friends got tired of our working all the time and our “no thanks” to invitations. They didn’t understand what we were doing and why it was that important.

Our friends gave us their support. They went through the same process of disillusion as we did. Without the good supporting conversations with them we would never had the strength to go on.

Our friends suddenly stopped replying our e-mails.

Our friends said they couldn’t understand how we could be critical of refugees, and when we objected that it wasn’t the refugees but the immigration policy we criticized and told them only a few percent of the immigrants who got residence permits are refugees, they didn’t want to listen. They didn’t try to find out anything about our opinions but told us our opinions were disgusting. They broke their relationships with us and continued with their doll’s-house lives.

Our friends said it can’t be that bad, everything will surely be okay.

Our friends told us they weren’t interested in what we were doing.

Our friends called us pessimists, and we saw the dollar signs in their eyes when they scanned their memory for occasions when we had said something racist. But they didn’t find anything.

Our friends said it was good that the Somalis came here and learnt how to read and write. Strangely enough, these friends were stingy with every cent they had to pay and used to scold the staff in the grocer’s shop if they hadn’t ordered every single special offer that week.

Our conversations became watered-down. We didn’t know what to talk to our friends about any more. Did they see what was happening to our country, to Europe? Nothing indicated that. Anyway, they didn’t say anything about it. We continued to talk about commonplace things. But it felt like a stage play, and when we left dinners with our friends we just felt relieved to come home and be alone.

Fear affected us without knowing how it happened. We no longer lived in a safe democracy with freedom of speech and of opinion. Every day we read about people who had been exposed to violence because of their opinions and others who had been robbed, raped and murdered without expressing any opinions at all.

At first we wouldn’t admit it. But fear began to reduce possibilities in life which we always had taken for granted. We had always walked alone in the woods and never felt afraid. The woods were our most sacred room. Now we didn’t dare to walk alone there anymore.

We taped up our letterboxes. At our country cottages where we always had felt secure we began to lock the door. Every time we started our car we were afraid it would explode. We told our loved ones that if someone kills us we want them to know that we died with our boots on. Our lives had been good. We didn’t regret anything.

We took turns in losing courage. Those who were of good cheer encouraged and comforted the others. To those who were dispirited for the time being we said that it’s going to be better. But we knew it wasn’t true.

Inside we thanked our parents and other people who had been close to us. Thanks to them we remained confident in a stable identity and never doubted what we were doing.

We gathered strength from people we looked up to; Vilhelm Moberg, Herbert Tingsten, Torgny Segerstedt, Enoch Powell. They dared to oppose to a dominant monopoly opinion. But we also knew that they paid a very high price for their opinions and their integrity.

We brooded on the idea of conscience. Why were some people equipped with one while others weren’t?

We didn’t want to become cynical. We became cynical.

We didn’t want to be contemptuous. But we had always despised cowardice and fellow-travellers.

More and more often we wondered if our lives were dreams. It occurred especially in that floating state of mind between sleep and wakefulness when we stayed in our beds and slowly released ourselves from our dreams. This happened when we were by a sea thousands of miles from home. We kept the doors out to the sea open day and night because we wanted to hear the breathing of the sea, the slow groundswell that was rhythmically rolling ashore. In the same rhythm memories and images were rolling inside our heads.

Our memories were a groundswell, too, in our internal seas. Nobody could prove that they were real. They sought us when we least expected it and touched our innermost selves. Dream and reality met. The limits were wiped out. The past was there, radiant and shimmering. But was it real? Or had we dreamt everything?

Our inner images came from a quite different Sweden where we were born and grew up. It was a country of fervour and unity, poverty, hard work and belief in the future.

The Sweden we now were living in was so different from the country where we grew up that it couldn’t be the same country. In other countries people cared for their recollections of the past. In Sweden the existence of the country and Swedish culture were denied.

Our history was defamed. We were told early on that we didn’t have any country. Sweden didn’t exist. We should be ashamed of being Swedes.

We refused to feel ashamed. The shame wasn’t ours.

The propaganda had a certain purpose: to wipe the past out of our consciousness. We should forget that it had ever existed. We really should doubt our own memories. The revisionists of history had usurped the preferential right of interpretation, and we had silently let it happen. We were not supposed to remember the country that we were part of, and it made us deeply sad and furious. Without a rear-view mirror we had no yardstick for the present time. But that wasn’t the intention, either.

Who stole our dreams from us? It was not just a single person. It was tens of thousands of people, traitors and quislings, who together did their part in destroying Sweden. Their hatred hit us like corroding lye from their newspaper pages and radio and television programs, from the government and the parliament and the whole politically correct elite who earned big money from destroying Sweden.

The biggest change of all was that our belief in the future was gone. Piece by piece the traitors had taken it away from us. It was the most valuable thing they could take, and they knew it. The belief that everything was going to be better had encouraged generations before us, and it had always been fulfilled. Sweden’s whole history up to the seventies consisted of a strongly upward curve as far as the economy and welfare were concerned. It was the optimism for the future that carried our ancestors through their hard work with farming, in the woods, at sea and in the factories. If they worked hard enough, we all would get better lives. Now all dreams were wiped out. It was as if the whole country were washed with chlorine.

We slept well at night with our conscience as a pillow.

We had a troubled sleep at night when the chilling images of where Sweden was going didn’t want to leave us alone. It occurred that we woke up in the morning in the middle of a dream in which we tried to climb a steep slope of snow. We tried to grip the snow with our hands, we buried our nails as deep as we could. But they slipped over and over again. For every inch we climbed up we slipped down even more.

We dreamt that we were staying at a hotel in Istanbul that was going to be occupied by Islamist terrorists. We tried to convey the danger with our body language, but everybody just laughed. In the basement of the hotel was our Prime Minister Fredrik Reinfeldt dyeing the Swedish flag Islamic green while someone played “The Internationale” on a pedal organ.

We ransacked ourselves. Why were we doing this? We believed that we were born with different gifts and we were meant to use them. We even believed it was our responsibility to use the skills we were equipped with. Some people could build houses. They should build houses. Some could play Bach so that people wept. They should play Bach. Some could write. They should write.

There were days when we didn’t want to write one more letter. We believed that people would like to know. We believed that they would be susceptible to facts. With facts and statistics we could show: this is the reality. We couldn’t understand why people had such a blockheaded difficulty in taking in appropriate facts. It took us a long time to realize that people don’t want to know. They preferred to remain in their lies and illusions. They wanted to feel as good people. They wanted to believe that Sweden’s resources were enough for all inhabitants around the world.

We wanted to keep our confidence in man. But it was more and more difficult. It took us some years to realize that man was his own worst enemy and wanted to go on being so.

What drove us most of all was our concern for what society we were going to leave to our children. They were mainly the ones we were working for.

Our children said that what we did was okay and they were proud of us.

Our children were politically correct and stopped talking to us.

Our children were busy with their careers and had no time to engage in what was going on in Sweden.

We used to think about the orchestra playing onboard the sinking Titanic. We thought that the musicians perhaps felt a little better than those who ran around on deck in a state of panic. And we had no choice, for that matter. We simply couldn’t manage to watch our country going down.

We wrote in water. We knew that what we wrote would soon be forgotten, just like everything else that had been written. As we didn’t exist even while we were alive, the only thing we possibly could hope for was to have sown a seed.

56 thoughts on “We Changed Our Lives

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  2. A NEW CONSTITUTION (Grundlag) is decided on in the Parliament on November 24 1010. That’s a great question. Perhaps the greatest ever. Sweden shall become multicultural.

    The Parliamentary debate in the spring about this change took place
    in front of empty seats. The Swedish people in general were basically unknowing. In that spring Anne-Marie Palsson(M) stated before a nearly empty chamber:

    “Madam Speaker, today when the Parliament debates the Swedish democracy this chamber is empty – I share Peter Eriksson’s frustration. How can such a thing be interpreted? Is interest nonexistent? Do the Members of the House consider that the Swedish democracy is not a thing for them? Is it something that the party elites alone can decide about by themselves? Or should we interpret it that the Members of this House believe that the Swedish democracy is so outstanding that it no longer needs to be debated, that it it is above all else? I do not know, I can only conclude that the issue does not seem to have a particularly high priority – here – in the heart of democracy.”

  3. Wonderful essay, sadly true for much of the West who have all been betrayed by their politicians – progressive and otherwise.

    • “sadly true for much of the West” – yes. More or less the very same words (specifics apart) apply to every Western European nation.

      As we become more ‘European’ – c/o the EU – we tend to take more notice of what’s going on in other European nations. This in turn endows us with a macro-appreciation of the predicament – and with it the realisation that we are all in the same boat. Is there a better way to unite Europeans behind a cause?

      It’s beautifully ironic that that cause is the antithesis of the EU’s raison d’etre.

  4. No, it’s not politicians alone in Sweden who’ve created the problem of religious fascism destroying Sweden from within. Swedes themselves have caused the problem because they voted in the politicians who’ve sold out Sweden.

    • Yes, exactly. It is the most convenient excuse to blame the elites, the politicians. They did this to us, they forced that upon us, they lied to us. No. We let them do it. We have an obligation to stand up for ourselves, even at the cost of our lives. By our passivity we let them do what they do. We get the government we deserve. Whether North Korea or Sweden we always get the government we deserve.

      • How do you vote yourself out of such a predicament, when all the parties have the same position on the issue?

        “I don’t care who does the electing as long as I do the nominating”, said Boss Tweed.

      • You must look to the mind bedining ability of Television to control a population within a democracy. Television has changed the politics completely and he who controls the television controls the nation irrespective of political parties. Television is a tool that can create a tyranny within a democracy; because it can create a conscience in us that tells us that ‘racism’ is bad, and also tells us the Islamophobia is ‘racism’.

        With control of television a government with malign intentions can fool most of the people enough of the time to render ‘democracy’ a fantasy.

        If you believe that the end justifies the means, then TV becomes the most powerful tool in the arsenal. And most EU governments believe that ‘the end justifies the means’.

    • ’tis the reality of every person who believes in the value of the Western tradition. A tradition woven from Semitic, Greek, and Roman strands which each nation or group was once FREE to weave into a tapestry depicting its own meaning of life.

  5. Good poetic passages, but overall, the tone is too pessimistic. How about a cheerful, “Looking forward to the time when Islam is Waslam”?

    Okay, we do face hard times ahead, with lots of blood, sweat, and tears. Where did our ancestors turn in such circumstances? To God.

    Satan is behind the evil system invented by Mohammed. His hatred of all that’s good shows clearly in the works of Islam. Ask Jesus into your heart, and go fight the good fight. Pray for individual Muslims and try to win them over to Christ, but be ready to kill them at the drop of a hat: they are Satan’s tools in their current state. Remember that Good wins in the end. Our persecution ends in Heaven, their victory ends in Hell.

  6. About time Julias writing got translated. She write so very well about the threats of islam and the behaviours of muslim immigrants/occupiers.

  7. Sad , but fortunatly not totally true , as I see a tendency among the youth in Norway that is quite sceptical of foreigners and Islam.

    Lately there has been quite some flyer activity warning about the dangers of Islam as well , the famous warnings on a pack of cigarettes was copied into the following proza.

    Warning : Multiculturalism is a dangerous and can do harm to both your children and grand children.

    Allas there is hope

  8. “Our conversations became watered-down. We didn’t know what to talk to our friends about any more.”

    Football? Seems to be about the one safe thing to talk about these days…

  9. One of the best commentaries I’ve read on the internet, I really hope that Pamela Geller, Robert Spencer, David Wood, Geert Wilders, Daniel Greenfield, Bill Warner, Mark Stein, Ayaan Hirsi Ali, Melanie Phillips, Allen West, and all, (I wish Christopher H. was still here among us) read this beautiful, moving, article. It might just keep them going too. Thank you so very much. I’m proud to have a Swedish name again! I’m going to send this to all the people I know that don’t want to talk about it, if this doesn’t do it, what will?

  10. Europe has become one big Deutchland, again, with the help of the French.

  11. Tomorrow on June 6 Sweden will celebrate 490 years of uninterrupted independence. Sweden will also celebrate being more prosperous than ever before in history. Sweden will celebrate having the healthiest economy in the European Union.

    The sun will shine on a warm summer green Sweden and there’s absolutely nothing the counter-jihadists can do about it.

    Sweden will celebrate the fact that the preciously few enemies it has sits scared and anonymous behind their computer screens where they desperately make up lies, lies and more lies in order to turn the people of Sweden against itself. Do you really think that these pathetic and self-pitying texts can break a nationstate nearly 500 years old?

    Why do we hate you Julia Caesar? Because you point your anonymous finger at many of our childhood friends, classmates, colleagues and neighbours labeling them as dangerous “muslim immigrants” and claim they are our enemies.

    Counter-Jihadists keep telling us we should be ashamed of our country. We are told that we should be ashamed of living in the same country as immigrants. We are told that the reason we don’t hate immigrants is because we have been brainwashed not to. We are told that our lack of hatred is a sign of weakness. We are told we should be ashamed of our lack of hatred towards immigrants.

    But more often than anything else are we told that the old socialist Sweden supposedly was better than the liberal Sweden of today. We are constantly fed with the lie that our country somehow started “declining” when the socialists lost their total dominance over politics. We are told that our country is “selling out” when taxes are cut. We are told “inequality increases” when salaries go up.

    We are told “society falls apart” when parents have the right to send their child to any school they wish instead of being placed whereever the athourities would see fit, like the old days.

    I could go on forever. Since according to the counter-jihad there is apparantly absolutely nothing good about my country or people whatsoever. But then again, who needs the approval of the counter-jihadis?

    Because you know what, Julia? I disagree with you. I think socialism is an utterly retarded idea and that the “destruction” of the welfare state is a wonderful thing. I’m very happy that your “old Sweden” is gone. And I will vote for whoever promises to cut taxes the most.

    The Swedish people don’t need the world’s highest taxes in order to have their own culture.

      • Multikulti Tax – forfeiting ethnicity and territorial property rights are the high taxes Eriksson will ultimately pay.

      • Where in the text is Socialism defended or recommended? You are skating on thin ice, here. Where is the word “muslim” mentioned in this text? You are skating on thin ice again, Mr Eriksson.

        The most frightening in you comment is your profound hatred and unreasonablie intolerance towards another person’s views. And on top of all, you seem to lack a lot of knowledge as regards the groups of people you believe you have read about in this text.

        On the contrary, without this massive immigration, it would be possible to lower the Swedish taxes. But you don’t even seem to be informed on the costs of this ongoing multicultural project.

        Time fo ryou to update your lagging knowledge, Mr Eriksson!

    • No, Sweden will not celebrate 490 years of uninterrupted independence on June 6.

      In 1997 a continuity was broken and Swedish history was abolished when the Swedish government announced to the Swedish parliament that the Swedish people no longer have a common history:

      “Ett lands historia fungerar ofta som en förenande länk mellan människor. Eftersom en stor grupp människor har sitt ursprung i ett annat land saknar den svenska befolkningen en gemensam historia.”

      (A countries history often functions as a uniting link between people. Because such a large group of people have their origin in another country, the Swedish people lack a common history.” my translation)

      Regeringens proposition
      1997/98:16

      According to the Swedish government Sweden is no longer a country, it is a geographical area as anonymous as the waiting room at an international airport where people from all over the world wander in and out at random, with no connection to each other or to the place they happen to find themselves for the moment.

      So you are wrong. The Counter-Jihadists are not telling you that you should be ashamed of your country. Your own government is telling you that you don’t have one.

      • This sounds remarkably like England these days. We still have some brilliant programmes produced about our history by such as Michael Wood but you will probably find that the only ones interested are now over 50. The youngsters have never been brought up to show an interest in our history or consider it relevant. The immigrants probably don’t give a jot about it, after all it is all about imperialism and slavery isn’t it?

        Like Sweden England also is a piece of land where people live or leave without any attachment to it of blood and soil. Most come like carrion pecking over the entrails of a one great nation. I wonder who in a hundred years time will be interested in either England in Sweden in the likes of Beowulf or the Sutton Hoo burials which once linked our two countries?

    • No, Sweden will not celebrate 490 years of uninterrupted independence on June 6.

      In 1997 a continuity was broken and Swedish history was abolished when the Swedish government announced to the Swedish parliament that the Swedish people no longer have a common history:

      “Ett lands historia fungerar ofta som en förenande länk mellan människor. Eftersom en stor grupp människor har sitt ursprung i ett annat land saknar den svenska befolkningen en gemensam historia.”

      (A countries history often functions as a uniting link between people. Because such a large group of people have their origin in another country, the Swedish people lack a common history.” My translation)

      Regeringens proposition
      1997/98:16

      According to the Swedish government Sweden is no longer a country, it is a geographical area as anonymous as the waiting room at an international airport where people from all over the world wander in and out at random, with no connection to each other or to the place they happen to find themselves for the moment.

    • “Because you point your anonymous finger at many of our childhood friends, classmates, colleagues and neighbours labeling them as dangerous “muslim immigrants” and claim they are our enemies. ”

      Yet your ilk see the riots caused by “youths” shouting “Allahu Akbar”, the attacks on Jews wearing Yarmulkes and the football matches with Israel played behind closed doors, and claim that there is no problem – and that the Sweden in fifty years’ time will be just as tolerant and “free” as the Sweden of today… which is the more ridiculous argument?

      • Apparently this fellow doesnt have any Jewish friends in Malmo. And since they are fleeing Malmo and Sweden…no one in Sweden will in the future. His Muslim friends are responsible for this.

    • “Why do we hate you Julia Caesar? Because you point your anonymous finger at many of our childhood friends, classmates, colleagues and neighbours”

      That’s [not true] for a start. You people never live in those areas.

  12. Just read Eriksson; how sad; to so not understand the conversation.
    Great, sad essay, and one that truly touches me.

  13. One of the most moving, truthful and gut-wrenching articles I have read in a long time. The counter-jihadist bloggers, which include you, Baron and Dymphna, are our testimony to posterity that not all of us lived our lives with our eyes willfully shut to the reality all around us never mind the lies we were fed daily. Though I am mostly pessimistic about the West’s future an article like this one raises a glimmer of hope that the seed of truth has been cast. A big thanks to all counter-jihadists.

  14. Ericson is the problem. Julia mentions the people who voted for the traitors and quislings. Look no further than Ericson and his herd. Educated to scoff and deride without ever thinking why. Conditioned in PC/MC and terrified of being branded waycist, again without ever asking why. Julia’s piece could have been written about every single country in Europe, particularly the UK. Great post. I have circulated it to my contacts across SE Asia.

  15. This is a statement about what is happening now in Europe when the European people have been deceived. The political establishment has a goal to demolish the individual European states and form a new European superstate with a new national anthem, flag and government . They are trying to destroy every nation, its culture and history and change the people. They let people from completely different cultures and traditions come to Europe and create chaos and dissolve social cohesion.

    Their tools are mass immigration and multiculturalism and their goal is for the people of every country to forget their own culture and history.

    The political establishment have brainwashed the Swedish people with propaganda for 40 years and in a old propaganda film from 1980 they even changed a word in a very old swedish poem written by Esaias Tegner in 1836 from “free” to “foreign” thereby altering its meaning. You can hear in the propaganda film that “All development and education stand on foreign ground and in the end only the barbaric was once patriotic” instead of what Esaias Tegner really wrote: “All development and education stand on unfree ground and in the end only the barbaric was once patriotic.” How much more often have they told us myths and fairy stories.
    http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DLtg1QL_lK8

    Sweden is a highly developed country that is now destroying itself without anything being questioned. This is is not only stupid but the most tragic thing is that the Swedish people have also been fooled into going along with it.

    Everyone should understand that it is only the European countries and culture they want to destroy. They want to change Europe to a new EUSSR.

    Let this not be the end, we shall not be the unheard people whose political leaders destroy our countries and our rich cultures and nations. Don’t let our political leaders stop us from speaking. We are the drums, we are the whisleblowers. We are the people who want to save our nations and cultures. We don’t want our countries and cultures be destroyed and merged into one grey, anonymous lump by greedy capitalists and communists.

  16. In the harsh winter of 2091 the last pitiful remains of what used to be the proud Swedish Nation herding, with the help of their Sami friends, their reindeer in the frozen wastelands of Northern-Sweden were huddled around their campfires. Poverty and hunger had been their companions now for years and would be for years to come.

    Eric, a nine year old boy trying to keep warm asked his grandfather,
    ‘Grandpa what has happened? Teacher told us today we used to be very rich. We used to have heated houses, lots of food, cars, airplanes and wonderful machines they call computers and big cities. What happened? Why did we let them take it all away from us? Teacher said our ancestors were called Vikings. They were proud and fierce warriors who fought the Russians and the Finnish and even conquered England and parts of Europe. What happened grandpa?. Why are we living like this?’

    Grandfather casts a quick glance at those blue eyes he loved so much.
    Then he stood up and walked away, tears in his eyes.

    ‘Grandpaaa…!!!’ Eric said.

  17. Sadly what’s happening in Sweden is indicative of how the whole of Europe and the cultures of its peoples are being undermined by cultural fascism, parading as liberalism. It is more than sinister that the EU seems to be the spider in the centre of the web of double speak, lies and the promotion of the dumbing down of citizens.

    These Machiavellis have chosen Islam as the vehicle to break down and re engineer the social constructs of the countries of Europe, and employed the psychological abuse of non-Muslims to move things on rapidly.

    In the UK, the horrific terrorist attack in Woolwich has opened people’s eyes about the ongoing failure of the British government to contain the monster they created. I despair when I think of what still must happen, both in the UK and Europe, until the brainwashed useful idiots for Islam and false liberalism wake up.

  18. Da Capo was unable to post the comment below, and asked me to post it for him.

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    As a complement to ‘The Observer’s comment at 6:13 above,here is more of the same kind:

    Julia Caesar (pseudonym) has besides two books written more than 120 essays all about multiculture and massimmigration and its influences on the continuously decaying Swedish state, city-life, schools, society and civil life.

    A complete and very detailed list of all her esseys is here.

    Book 1. ‘More ministers should weep’.

    Book 2. ‘The World Champions; when Sweden bcame multicultural’.

    — Da Capo

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  20. Breaking news, a “community centre” in London has allegedly been set fire to, and counter-terrorism troops are involved. Someone has allegedly spray tagged the letters “E”, “D”, “L” on or nearby the building. Watch the British government use this event to their advantage, in order to push their agenda.

    Alex Jones is in the country right now covering the Bilderberg meeting in Watford, maybe he should cover this story? Spray tagging your name on to the scene of a crime – talk about a FALSE FLAG!!!!

    • I have some possible suspects but await the police investigation. It could be the muslims themselves, the government, United Against Fascism. If it proves to be any of these then without doubt the police will state that their investigations have been inconclusive.

      • Question – who holds the insurance on the building allegedly burnt down by the edl?

    • Sounds like a false flag, UAF operation.

      The radical Left has a long history of false flag hate crimes perpetration.

  21. Thank you, Julia, what you describe is my life as well, over twenty, lonely years of it. My hand and my heart to you – there across that cold, grey stretch of water that separates us physically but not in mind – and I beg you remain strong for we may be growing in number slowly but growing we are and we will soon be many. Or, at least, we will soon be enough.

    Seneca III

  22. Note two things.

    Eriksson only twisted around what the original article contained but said nothing of substance, really. Now he/she/it has disappeared.

    He/she/it was a troll, I suspect a free range one since troll packs tend to be ‘sent,’ if you know what I mean.

    Whoever it was, he/she/it didn’t really believe a word of what he/she/it posted, and probably didn’t even understand the issues, either. Pot-stirring was the only goal.

  23. To Julia et al…….

    …..a seed was sown…….

    I have read about the collapse of civilizations……I dared not think I would witness one firsthand…..

    Regards, Don Laird
    Dogtown, Crankville County
    Alberta, Canada

    “Somewhere between here and there…………”

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  25. I admire the beautiful way Julia Caesar describes her pain and despair.
    On the other hand I dislike this story: it simply reminds me of Ralph Wigram.
    In this story about him (http://1930sforeignoffice.wordpress.com/2012/04/21/ralph-wigram/) something is missing.
    It is the letter Mrs. Wigram wrote to Churchill after he committed suicide.
    “..as Ava Wigram later wrote Churchill, “and said to me, “War is now inevitable, and it will be the most terrible war there has eevr been. I don’t think I shall see it, but you will. Wait now for bombs on this little house”” He felt a sense of personal guilt. He told her, “I have failed to make the people here, realize what is at stake. I am not strong enough to make the people here understand. Winston has always, always understood and he is strong and will go to the end”.
    (The Last Lion. Alone. p 192. By William Manchester)
    We can all sympathise with Wigram but we should be more like WSC.

  26. I admire the beautiful way Julia Caesar describes her pain and despair.
    On the other hand I dislike this story: it simply reminds me of Ralph Wigram too much.
    In this story about him (http://1930sforeignoffice.wordpress.com/2012/04/21/ralph-wigram/) something is missing.
    It is the letter Mrs. Wigram wrote to Churchill after he committed suicide.
    “and said to me, “War is now inevitable, and it will be the most terrible war there has ever been. I don’t think I shall see it, but you will. Wait now for bombs on this little house”” He felt a sense of personal guilt. He told her, “I have failed to make the people here, realize what is at stake. I am not strong enough to make the people here understand. Winston has always, always understood and he is strong and will go to the end”.
    (The Last Lion. Alone. p 192. By William Manchester)
    We can all sympathise with Wigram but we should try to be more like WSC.

    And we should meet each other!

    Listening to Ann Barnhardt can be helpful too: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ObjapMEmE00

    You probably all know her from the Quran burning clips: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Qeyrp-V3Jvc

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