Far-right extremist.
That is the word they use now. Against all of us who refuse to shut up.
Let us talk about what we actually do. We ask questions. We point to numbers in black and white. We say out loud that a civilization does not survive if it despises itself. We dare to think about the children who come after us, and the world they have to grow up in.
For that we get called extremists.
Think about how perverse that twist is.
The one who wants to preserve freedom gets called a threat to it. The one who warns against a political ideology that oppresses women, Jews, apostates and homosexuals, they are the problem. Not the ideology. The ones sounding the alarm.
And then there is the word they hate most of all. Remigration.
Just saying it out loud makes them lose their composure. To suggest that people who came here, but will not live under our laws and values, can go home again, that is to them the very definition of evil. Not importing a conflict. Not watching our cities change year by year. No. The dangerous thing is talking about reversing it.
Just think about that.
Wanting to protect the cohesion of the countries our grandchildren will inherit, that is what they call extreme. Not the chaos. The resistance to the chaos.
It is not an argument. It is a weapon.
The word is used to silence people before the conversation even begins. Brand your opponent, and you get out of answering what they actually say. It is the laziest form of power there is.
I do not criticize people for their faith. I criticize a system that wants to replace ours. There is a difference. They know that difference perfectly well. They just choose to erase it, because the nuance ruins their accusation.
And let us be honest about who stays silent. The ones who know better. The ones who see the same thing the rest of us do, but who have worked out that the career, the friends and the quiet life are worth more than the truth.
They call it decency. I call it suicidal empathy.
I do not know about you. But personally I would rather stand alone with my back straight than sit safely with my neck bent.
So yes. If loving freedom makes me dangerous. If defending the civilization that gave us equality, free speech and the right to believe what we want makes me an extremist. If thinking about the future of our children and grandchildren puts me at the far end of the scale.
Then I am a proud one! Just as I am proud to walk beside you, who feel the same way. Thank you for raising your voice and daring to.❤️🔥🪽✝️