I just finished reading a number of articles about the rapid increase of sexual assaults on women and children in Europe. More specifically Sweden, Norway, France, but to name only a few (links provided below). The more horrifying thing is that the majority of the victims are claiming that it is generally Muslim men whom have emigrated from their homelands. I must note at this point before I go any further, that I am neither Swedish or Muslim but rather a concerned Canadian, woman, mother, and citizen of the world in which I love so dearly. It must also be said that this blog is in no way a means for anyone other than Swedish and neighbouring governments to take matters into their own hands or to start anything that would put themselves or others in danger.
My real concern, other than for the women and children who are being brutally raped and beaten, is for the completely inadequate government the seem to not be doing too much to protect their most vital and precious possessions and resources- their wives, sisters, nieces, and daughters. Why are these men not being deported? Why are they waiting for up to a year on the outside while they wait for their first court appearance all the while being able and most likely willing to rape again?!
Here in Canada, the mere mention of a sexual assault, an individual is picked up, arrested, held in jail, not just until their court appearance, but until a sentence has been given, they are acquitted, or charges have been withdrawn. These are not complicated procedures, nor is our government concerned with 'saving-face' for religious reasons or concerned with regards to someone's ethnicity.. No. Here my friend, the laws are very clear about what constitutes as rape. And if you or someone you know chooses, yes, I said 'chooses', because that's what rape is, it's a choice, then you my friend, deserve every minute you spend behind bars and every atrocity you endure while you're there. How's that for insanity?!
http://newmediajournal.us/indx.php/item/8231
http://majorityrights.com/weblog/comments/muslim_rape_wave_in_sweden/
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Wednesday, March 27, 2013
The Other Side of Insanity
It appears to me that I'm in quite a pickle. Leave a toxic relationship and suffer a broken heart- which ultimately will last an ungodly long time if I know me at all, or stay and pass off that I'm completely and utterly enamored and in love with the most wonderful person alive. Bullshit. The whole thing is bullshit. Why do I have to make the decision to leave or stay just to appease that of the masses that believe it is unhealthy for me to remain with someone who gets on my nerves and under my skin?! It's my business isn't it? Don't get me wrong. I completely appreciate all the well meant, good advice, but at the end of the day isn't it my choice to stay or leave? I know, I know.. You're probably thinking to yourself right now as you read this, that if I don't want anyone to comment I should just keep my personal life to myself- right? Well, for the most part I agree with you all.
On the other hand, what happened to just lending an ear or a shoulder to cry on? Isn't that what being a friend is all about? Of course nobody wants to endure up to two years of crying with a friend over a lost love but isn't it a matter of being there for someone who is in need? I'm not talking about the attention seeking emotional vampires, but the real heart-broken friends that feel they can't wake up to one more sunrise? The friends who's days and nights intertwine with a dark sadness that only another friend might be able to help with? Have we lost the art of being good enough friends? Just the notion is enough to push me to the edge! I've always taken pride in the fact that I have generally been an exceptional friend in my opinion, with perhaps, a couple notable exceptions.. :/
So what's the remedy to my situation with a family who interferes and all but one vacant friend? Am I all alone in going through what to me is the most horrific thing since the Kim Kardashian and Kris Humphrey debacle? For once I'd like to see what's on the other side of insanity..! Philosophically speaking of course.
On the other hand, what happened to just lending an ear or a shoulder to cry on? Isn't that what being a friend is all about? Of course nobody wants to endure up to two years of crying with a friend over a lost love but isn't it a matter of being there for someone who is in need? I'm not talking about the attention seeking emotional vampires, but the real heart-broken friends that feel they can't wake up to one more sunrise? The friends who's days and nights intertwine with a dark sadness that only another friend might be able to help with? Have we lost the art of being good enough friends? Just the notion is enough to push me to the edge! I've always taken pride in the fact that I have generally been an exceptional friend in my opinion, with perhaps, a couple notable exceptions.. :/
So what's the remedy to my situation with a family who interferes and all but one vacant friend? Am I all alone in going through what to me is the most horrific thing since the Kim Kardashian and Kris Humphrey debacle? For once I'd like to see what's on the other side of insanity..! Philosophically speaking of course.
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