Integration. That’s become one of the most common euphemisms of the contemporary vernacular. Nearly all print appearances of this term are identical in narrative, varying only by venue. Each somber iteration of the same story exists to describe the arduous, but utterly necessary, task of Western nations to absorb a ceaseless tide of itinerant aliens. Given the assignment’s admitted difficulty, and no version goes to print without this concession, one would imagine we’d at least be advised of the source of this mandate. We must integrate hostile foreigners into our society why?
Though whatever the genesis of our mystical obligation, practically every article simply commences with endless integration as an indisputable requirement. Thus the faculties and free will of men are left only to consider how. And that’s a thorny question, as men have come to painfully conclude through many ages before ours. I suppose we could ask Cherokees for tips on how they integrated the white man. Or, conversely, how white French Haitians integrated their African population. I’m sure the Ainu would be happy to describe their successful methodology for integrating Japanese into their society. As happy, I imagine, as pygmies would be to explain how they have integrated the Bantus. It seems some people become focused so intently on integrating that they hardly even notice what nice things are being written about them in history books.
There’s probably no people on Earth more desperate for a flattering eulogy than the Swedes. And that desperation leads to some impressively ambitious integration efforts. A country of seven million attempting to conceptually integrate over a billion being an example. Skeptics might counsel against this endeavor on a logistical basis alone, though that’s the sort of attitude that killed Emmet Till. So integration proceeds apace, with the only question being just who is integrating whom. And that’s not much of a question either, to be honest.
With Mosques proliferating in the weeds of Christendom, it’s easy to acknowledge European integration; but a bit more awkward to state its obvious direction. No one ever explicitly agreed to be integrated in their own ancestral homelands, after all. Though once a society ratifies integration as a central responsibility, who occupies the receiving end of it is a mere fringe matter.
I was thinking about Swedish efforts in this area while reading this piece. It is unintentionally another article about the difficulties of integration. Unintentional because it is an example of subconscious Swedish resistance to being a recipient of the process. The title explains the subtext clearly.
Swedes Begin Construction Of Police Fortress In “Little Mogadishu”
Little Mogadishu is, of course, very far away from Somalia, and very close to suburban Stockholm. It is a manifestation of the Swedish psyche grinding against Swedish pieties. A man does not entirely lose his atavistic sense of self-preservation, even upon embracing the numbing philosophy of liberalism. Swedes instinctively understand it is them being integrated, not their guests, and so are building forts in an effort to keep installations in relinquished territory.
The problems Sweden faces integrating large numbers of Muslim immigrants is a subject on which Nordstjernan columnist Ulf Nilson has written many times.
Constantinople had the same integration problem with Ottomans, alas. And the Byzantines futilely relied upon physical fortifications as well.
The police station will feature bullet proof windows, walls reinforced with sheet metal, and fencing around it, possibly with electrified barbed wire.
I wonder how many short years it will be before that formidable edifice is serving as an arms and khat market. Because that’s one of the results of being integrated: your works are put to their use. And since Sweden’s integrators have little inclination to be policed by the legacy population, we may be assured this facility will soon enough find itself more aligned with Somali sensibilities.
But that doesn’t make the present situation any more comfortable for anyone.
But there are problems with the police station, as none of the largely White police working there will actually live in the community and will have to commute it. This being Sweden, a disproportionate number will also be women. This raises several problems that would not be issues elsewhere. Police officers are worried about vandalism to their private cars so refuse to drive in, while using public transport is considered too dangerous, especially for female officers.
A secure parking area for the private cars of police personnel can not be added without greatly inflating the already high cost of the facility, so it looks like police personnel will have to be bussed in at the start of each shift in a specially reinforced police bus with darkened windows.
There is little different between this and American military bases and patrols in Baghdad. They are both an example of Western military personnel trying to enforce their civilization upon a foreign population by the barrel of a gun. That Swedes actually imported their Baghdad in no way alters the situational profile.
So petite blondes will be sacrificed into the Somali maw. This to reassure traitorous politicians that their moral grandstanding hasn’t yet cost them a country to rule. Eventually it will. Man’s nature acts independent of his fashions. As a result, the drive for tribal conquest doesn’t cease because we temporarily stop believing in it. But if integration is what you say you want, then prepare to receive it…good and hard.