Denmark’s cheerleaders behaving in a misguided way.

“Rohde added that there were worrying signs that Denmark was gaining a reputation internationally as a country that is unfriendly to outsiders…”

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BORDER CONTROLS TAKE A TOLL ON TOURISM.

I am so glad Denmark is being brought down a peg or two. Not because I want to see people here suffer any more than they have to, but because the Denmark I know and love wasn’t hell bent on trying to prove itself to be something else to the rest of the world.  Certain money spinning offices within Denmark have been on a massive PA drive for the last five years and have been employing ‘insiders’ – a new breed of driven ‘Supa-expats’ to do the dirty propaganda work.  A very small number of ex-travel reps, salespeople and those who really can’t go back without a medal. Being here is not their original job and they tend to be spouses at a lose end in search of something to fill their lives up until there is no room to admit any mistakes..

The cheerleaders are being employed by the state to further the cause of Internationals in Denmark (not refugees of course, we’ll just sweep them under the carpet because they will never get it together to contribute to an International society in Denmark, I mean, what WOULD they bring to a pot luck dinner and a talk about Danish culture? Bomb soup? Muslim salad?  Female Genital Mutilation and Feta in a pitta? ). The government bit off more than they can chew there.  Because what they didn’t realise is that the aforementioned cheerleaders have hijacked the cause for their own personal need.  All that energy left over from spending time with their kids and having really demanding jobs…it’s morphing into a whole new movement. And the hype about Denmark is misleading.

And these supa-expat cheerleaders have a very strained air about them. They have a lot to prove. They get into moods and deny them.

If you have to ‘CHOOSE’ to be happy on a daily basis then there is something wrong and you shouldn’t go round telling other people how they should run their immigrant experience, when your own is so transparently full of holes.

You are no better than the non contributing Somalian Grandmother you so revile for never being about to join you on your expat merry go round.  You are no better than the bored and marginalised soon to be radicalised ‘invandrer’ kid who smokes hash day in day out.And yet, and yet…you act like you think you have the market cornered. That you are better.

Any human knows happiness and sadness, but I tell you this, one thing for sure, if we have to wake each day and  make a conscious CHOICE to CHOOSE to be happy in Denmark (or anywhere in fact) it is a sure sign we are not happy in our hearts.  And what’s wrong with a bit of sadness?  It tends to be bookended with happiness anyway, you moron. I don’t, as it happens, wake up each day and say “I CHOOSE HAPPINESS!” I wake up each day and say “I choose to take it as it comes and do my best but not to brush stuff under the carpet if it ails, and to stick up for those who can’t stick up for themselves.”  But that’s my way of life, and yeah, I guess I chose that, but at least I am not going around bandying the biggest load of crap on this planet that happiness in Denmark is dependent on whether you ‘choose’ to be happy.  Bollocks, serious bollocks that.

I tell you what, happiness comes to me like a little bird.  It flies in, it flies out, I don’t command it and put it in a cage.  The caged bird soon becomes listless.  It looks pretty, the feathers are still there, but it wants to fly it’s own way.  You got your happiness all stitched up like a bird with it’s wings clipped.  Woopedoop, you can say you got it.  And you deny the right of others here to SAY IT LIKE IT IS, and accuse people of being haters?  Good lord.  You look too old to be that young.

You can’t command happiness because it has a fluid quality.  I see bony grasping hand around happiness throat when you speak of your own peculiar brand of ‘choice happiness’.  Don’t you realise that because you spend so much time trying to convince people you are happy it seems like you are the opposite.  People who claim to be that ‘choosing to be happy’?  By all accounts moody sulky mofos in real life who appear to be trying to hard. Although, be my guest to try. And if you don’t admit that,  that happiness is not some kind of truth but some kind of blessing,  that you can merely choose it and anyone who doesn’t is somehow less, if you carry on claiming that Denmark is only as good or bad as YOUR self control and how freaking ‘postivietleriytooty’ one can appear to be, then you are…and here I say it: FOOLING YOURSELF AND OTHERS WHO CARE TO NOTICE YOU.

Gloves:  off.

And stop calling anyone who doesn’t agree with your ‘CHOOSE HAPPINESS’ militancy of being haters.  The overwhelming sentiment has always been concern.

But yes, let’s talk about choice.  I am going to bang you upside your cyber head with your own CHOOOSING  (I am against actual violence in any real terms).

Let’s talk about the choices you make.

YOU CHOOSE TO FEEL HATED.  When nobody hates.  They are challenging you yes,  but hate? I think that is coming from you. Flaming?  Go private.  I know I did.  And do.  What kind of an idjit posts regular posts about immigration in Denmark IN THIS DAY AND AGE and then winces and whines about the ensuing comments?

And Denmark is what it is.  And you are trying to make it something it’s not.  And it is pretty handy you got a job in that department because I’d hate to think of you being one of those ghastly broken foreigners who can’t ‘do lunch’.

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there ain’t nuthin wrong with being sad sometime. and if you are a foreigner in Denmark, there is a LOT to be sad about right now, so STFU you silly, ignorant, arrogant behaving woman.