My parents sent me to England, 5 weeks 1965, in the Summer, to participate in an English language-course, in the very neat town of Exmouth. Even though I had the best point in English from the gymnasium, I realise my English will never be perfect.
It's a long bench of empty pockets, threatening disease, uproar, social unrest, religious extremism, refugee pressure, all leading to chaos and anarchy in Europe to where everybody seemingly wants to come.
Machiavelli said something like: Governing through dividing. Litterature of wisdom says: They who dig a hole for others, will themselves fall into it.
Maybe all this shit happening in the world now, is due to an extreme feministic/democratic/infiltrated/media lying sect ruling the whole world?
Now I have said, what I didn't say.
Copyright Winterally Olle Johansson 6 November 2014