Violence is everywhere...
... and what the fuck happened to Paris
The last time I engaged in an active fist fight I was about 9 years old. A neighborhood bully had pushed my bike over for fun and I just did not want to take it. I later got accused by his mom of being violent. He was about two years younger than me and naturally I became the problem. Well, these were the good old times. Mama’s boys existed even in the 80s.
A few years later, I was at a playground with my niece when she got into a fight with another six year old. When I tried to interrupt the two, the little girl said “Schlampe” to me, which essentially describes a horizontal profession in a derogatory term; aka whore. I was in shock about two things. Firstly, that a little girl like this knew this term and secondly that she had no hesitation to say it to a grown up.
Those also were the good old times. Just some normal white trash out and about. Not good, but not inherently dangerous.
Let’s now go to these times we are living in now. Deadly violence has seemingly become the norm. Day and day we hear of knifings and fist fights in all western countries and cities where someone’s life is in danger. We see Henry Nowak being stabbed and just because the attacker declared a racist crime was committed, the police does not treat the wounds fast, but instead proceeds to arrest the victim until he dies. It is shocking, because we knew there was a possibility racism against whites was rampant, but we did not really believe this meant we could die.
Well, we can and will.
In order not to be going with a vibe or tribal perception, I decided to test this theory by asking Grok to highlight all violent crimes against white people for 2025 and 2026. Grok came back naming Charlie Kirk and simply stating that there were few randomized ones. Long story short, I could not get a complete list “because of official sources do not highlight crimes against whites well enough”. In Grok’s defense it was nearly equally impossible to get a complete list of racist incidents, so I left it as that.
Life has become very different now for most people of my generation. What generation I am part of? I am a Gen X woman with red hair. Why am I mentioning my hair color? Because I can. And it gives you information about how I look. I am blue eyes with light red hair which in the deep of summer because more strawberry blonde. A very Nordic person. Nordish by nature.
Violence is new to me and it scares me. Luckily, I have never really been in any fist fights. It is different for my kids, when they attended German school about 10 years ago, it was astounding how many times an ambulance needed to be called, because some fight had escalated. Mind you, this was a school targeting higher education. What drove the violence? I am blunt, it was the high rate of kids from Arabic backgrounds. Yes, in my kids’ school classes, a rate of 80% migrant kids was normal. 10 years ago. With that this school had more violence than others. Believe me or not.
We all see the “teen takeovers” happening across the US. And I can tell you, I hate nothing more than the term “teen takeover”. It is destruction and violence sanctioned by policies over the last few years allowing Black people to behave however they want with no real consequences.
All tables have turned, but, yet, we are not allowed to notice. Our western societies have been castrated; the cry against toxic masculinity has ushered in the era of female narcissism. The screaming for anti-racism has turned racism on its head now targeting everyone who insists on the ethical and moral societal contract where everyone is treated equal in front of the law. We no longer are treated equal. In Germany in 2020, a woman called a rapist “disgraceful rapist pig” and was sentenced to prison time while the rapist himself served little to none.
These days violence and crimes are excused while claims of racist acts are elevated. The natural response to a racist slur is to beat up or even kill the perpetrator, right? This allows for a clear hierarchy where simply being a person with brown skin gives you legal protection that a white person does not possess. And crime statistics are prettified in a way that evidence of who is committing more crimes stays hidden, so do German, French, Irish, and Swedish crime statistics hide race or ethnicity data. It is just too racist to talk about real data.
It is always men, right? Who needs more detail than that?
Unless it is a man in a skirt. That is a woman, anyways. Nothing to see here.
I spent a lot of time in Paris in very different stages of my life. At 16, I went to school in France, I even had a French boyfriend. I loved Paris. Paris was cool to wander around at night and my favorite spot were the steps of Montmartre. Sitting there. Enjoying the view. When I graduated from Highschool, I spent my summer there. Equal story. Loved the city. Although, there were already more street vendors around Montmartre than I had previously experienced. So, just sitting there was a little less pleasant as you actually had to dodge being sold hats and wristbands. But it was still bearable. Fast forward 5 years. Street vendors became aggressive. All of them of North African decent. You could no longer sit without being bothered. Same location. A gigantic mess. I went with my kids twice since then and every single time, the touristy spots are overcrowded and dangerous. Pick pockets. And very aggressive vendors who are not shy to hand your little kids items and then loudly demanding payments. Vendors are everywhere. Every corner. Every location. The city smells and feels dirty. Yes, an obvious decline. People sleeping on the side of the roads, in tents.
Fast forward to the riots that happen so frequently now, too. Occasionally, the city is burning. Overrun by cultures who foster and breed violence. Cultures that have no respect for beauty and history. They would burn everything down in the name of their honor and if it suits them.
What happened to Paris?
The same thing that is happening everywhere. Maybe a year or two more advanced.
Just last weekend I walked through a street in a nearby town. And no, it was not Dearborn. It was a hip side street with many high end restaurants and bars. I felt like being in an Arabic city. Including blasting of Arabic music. And no, it was not an Arabic festival or celebration going on. This is the new normal. Including more and more women in headscarves. If you investigate the owners of the majority of these restaurants and bars, a shocking amount is Arabic. You can always tell, when the All American menu starts including hummus dishes and lamb. And many have changed the menu to just that. Hamburgers next to Hummus. I get it. I love hummus, too. However, you can tell the target customer base is changing. Or the other way around the owners cater to their own.
Cities are being overrun and then the culture infiltrated and exchanged. Replaced.
And yes, we westerners are allowed to grieve and to be sad about this loss. It is our heritage that is being sold out and trampled on. Nobody should feel like a stranger in their home country. Nobody should feel ok when historical treasures are burning or damaged. Our culture is worth preserving. Just by reason that it is ours.
Our Judeo-Christian heritage has enabled science as we know it and our intellectual enlightening. Our culture has enabled Goethe, Van Gogh, Back, Mozart, Newton, Schiller, Sartre, Nietzsche, Dvorak, Hobbs, Leibnitz, Heisenberg, and Tchaikovsky. And yes, I just wrote down a few names that came to my mind. There are so many more. I probably did not list your favorite.
“Peter and the Wolf” is my favorite musical story by Sergei Prokofiev. When I was in school, I played the bird.
Maybe we all need to hold on and fight for our own culture just a little stronger.
Maybe we all need to grow our own fictional penis to get our masculinity back. As a society.
Thoughts?


Your comment on the blasting music reminded me of the ongoing discussion of how noise pollution ordinances are racist.
I live in the country. My nearest neighbor has Musica Mexicana parties. The sound carries a full mile. Fortunately, the parties are only twice a year.
My friend in town isn't so lucky. The police tell her it's only noise pollution if you can hear it inside your house with the windows closed, effectively telling her that she can only enjoy her backyard when her neighbors are out of town.