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Since 2025, America hasn’t been made stronger — it’s been made harsher.Under Trump’s return to power, ICE has expanded its reach again: more raids, more fear, more families living in uncertainty. Immigrants, documented and undocumented alike, are treated as political tools instead of human beings.

Communities are destabilized, not protected.But here’s the part MAGA doesn’t want to hear:Both the Left and the Right are suffering.

Working-class conservatives are dealing with rising costs, unstable jobs, and fewer protections.

Working-class progressives face the same economic pressure, plus social crackdowns and shrinking rights. Wages haven’t caught up. Housing is worse. Healthcare is still a nightmare.Meanwhile, the people cheering the loudest — the MAGA far-right — refuse to see any damage at all. To them, pain is either “fake news” or something that only happens to other people.

If it hurts immigrants, it’s “necessary.” If it hurts the poor, it’s “discipline.” If it hurts democracy, it’s “patriotism.”That’s not strength. That’s denial.A country doesn’t heal by turning neighbors into enemies. It doesn’t become safer by ruling through fear. And it doesn’t become great by pretending suffering doesn’t exist — especially when it’s shared across political lines.

I am writing with a heavy heart to let you know that my grandmother passed away on December 16, 2025.

She lived outside the country where I currently live. In the country my family comes from on my mother’s side, she became ill and was taken to the hospital. I did not expect her to die. I knew she had been hospitalized, and I knew my relatives were with her talking to her, reminding her of the past, sharing memories, staying close so she would not be alone.

That night, my mother called me around half past nine. My siblings were with me when I received the news. I was shocked. There are moments in life when time stops, and this was one of them.It had not been long since I last spoke with my grandmother. I talked to her during the summer, while my aunt was still there. That makes this loss feel even closer, even heavier. We had a connection, and I will always carry that with me.What has been especially painful to process are the details surrounding how things work where she was treated. I won’t name the country, but I will say this: the system there is harsh. Healthcare, government institutions, and hospitals are deeply tied to money. Treatment, urgency, and care often depend on what can be paid, not on what is needed. Greed overshadows humanity, and families are left powerless at the worst moments of their lives.I wish that system could change. I wish no family had to experience loss while also facing indifference, delays, or financial barriers. Even now, thinking about it fills me with anger — not blind anger, but the kind that comes from love, grief, and a sense that things should be better than this.My grandmother deserved dignity, care, and peace. She deserved a system that values human life above money. Remembering her also means acknowledging the injustice around her passing, even if I cannot say everything.

I share this not to accuse, but to remember.

Not to spread bitterness, but to honor her truthfully.

May she rest in peace.

And may we never stop asking for a world where compassion comes before profit.

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The People’s Poem – English Version

We are the people. The working class, the poor, the low middle. Born in Sweden, or brought here by waves. Men, women, and all other genders, with callused hands and tired backs. We build your roads, serve your coffee, fix your engines, clean your windows, nurse your elderly. We are the ones who hold this country up. Yet the elite says: “There is no money.” “No jobs available.” “We must cut back, make do, lower expectations. ”But the profits rise, the bonuses grow, while we are told to tighten beltsuntil ribs crack.

Toyota, Kronofogden, the debt collectors, the greedy companies —they take from the ones who have the least. They repossess our cars, strip our homes, leave children sleeping cold. And the people, instead of rising together, are taught to fear one another. The Swede fears the immigrant. The immigrant distrusts the Swede. Men blame women. The Right blames the Left. But none of them cause the hunger, none of them cut the staff, none of them ordered the layoffs. It is the elite. With their shiny shoesand empty hearts.

They turned us into enemies, to keep our eyes off their gold. To keep us distractedwhile they steal the soul of the nation. Now the warning siren wails —division echoes in every street.

The people are hostile to each otherinstead of hostile to the system. But still, we dream.Of a tomorrow where the builderand the cleanerand the bakerand the cashiersee each other as equals —not enemies. Where skin color is not a weapon. Where your backgrounddoes not decide your worth. Where we stand side by side —rainbow-fleshed, fierce, and free.

----------------------------------------------------------My Personal Poem – English Version

I walk this land without a shadow,without label, without color. For my skin is anonymous —you may guess, but never know.It may come from Europe or Asia, Africa, Australia, North or South America, perhaps the Arctic, perhaps Antarctica. Maybe from all. Maybe from none. I am not Black. I am not White. I am mahogany, olive, chestnut,beige, amber, bronze, ivory,copper, lavender, pale pink, gray-blue, green-brown, rainbow-split.

A kaleidoscope in every cell. Still, I have been judged. Not by one group, but by fathers of all kinds —Black, White, Brown, Pale. They saw me and judged, not for what I did,but for what they feared I might be.I confess:

I am tired. Exhausted. Called a parasite,and sometimes, I feel like one.But I fight anyway.I avoid conflict, stay quiet,lock my doors, walk into nature. Breathe in the silence of snow,listen to the patience of grass. I don’t want more hate.I am not dangerous. I’d rather be called a nerd,a fool, four-eyes, dreamer.

Call me anything —just don’t call me the enemy.When I look at the people, I see pain.I see Swedes turning on immigrants,immigrants on Swedes.Right against Left.But all of them are struggling —in the same fight,against the same elitewho divided us to stay in power.I dream of a world where we stop saying: “That Black one there,” “That White one here,” “That mixed one,” “That Eastern European.” Let us be new colors!

Give us blue skin, green skin, pink, purple, orange, cyan, mint, turquoise, lavender, colors like the fish that change with time. Then maybe we’ll see each other as human. Not race. Not origin. Not threat. Just rainbow flesh. And freedom.

What We Know and My ReflectionsOn July 14, 2024, an assassination attempt was made on Donald Trump during a campaign rally in Butler, Pennsylvania. Trump was shot in the ear but survived. The shooter, 20-year-old Thomas Matthew Crooks, was shot and killed by security forces on a rooftop.Who Was Thomas Matthew Crooks?

Crooks was from Bethel Park, Pennsylvania, and was a registered Republican, despite having previously donated a small amount to a pro-Biden campaign. His exact motive remains unclear, but the FBI is investigating the incident as an act of domestic terrorism.

But the more I think about this, the more something feels off. Was his shot really meant to kill Trump?

I'm starting to believe that Crooks wasn’t acting alone, but maybe without even realizing it.

My Theory on What Happened

I don’t think Crooks had any accomplices on that rooftop, but there may have been other shooters elsewhere—without his knowledge. If his goal was truly to kill Trump, then why was the shot that hit Trump’s ear "non-lethal," while the other shots around him were deadly?

It feels like someone else had a different objective to create a larger attack where Trump was just part of the scene. Could there have been corrupt police officers, agents, or another group involved? Was this staged, yet real at the same time? And if this was arranged solely for Trump’s benefit, could he have paid Crooks even if Crooks would never have done this on his own?

Money always plays a role, and in this case, it might have been a factor.It’s just a shame that Crooks was shot and killed. Now his parents have to bear the shame for something they had no part in.

Other Possible ExplanationsBut we don’t know exactly what Trump’s plan was. Could the whole incident have been part of a bigger strategy—another way to gain even more political support?Then there's another interesting angle. If there was another shooter, a "pistolman," maybe he was a Trump supporter at first. But somewhere along the way, he realized the danger Trump posed and decided to take him out.

Crooks, on the other hand, had never voted for Trump, which might mean he had no personal motive to protect or help him. But money changes people, and that could have played a role in all of this.

What We Can Take Away From This

I want to be clear, this is just my own speculation. I don’t know the truth, but it’s important to question and analyze events like this.But one thing I do know: Violence is never the answer. Even if someone believes a person is dangerous, that doesn’t justify murder. We all face injustices in different ways, but we have to find other solutions besides violence.To those reading this—please don’t do the same thing. Resorting to violence doesn’t make anyone a hero; it only creates more chaos. Protest if you want, but do it in a peaceful way.

Since Trump regained power, the United States has undergone significant changes. Some see it as a return to traditional values, while others experience it as a time of chaos, division, and threats to democratic principles. We have seen harsher rhetoric, rising tensions, and political decisions that impact both the economy and people’s freedoms.But this letter is not just about politics. It’s about how we, as human beings, can navigate life and the society we live in—regardless of gender, background, or political beliefs.On Trump, Elon Musk, and the OligarchsOpposing a leader is not about violence or chaos; it is about using the democratic tools we have at our disposal. Protests, voting, organizing, and persistence can change the future. But there is a great danger in this—

Trump, Elon Musk, and other powerful figures have the influence to change the rules whenever it suits them.

Trump can alter laws to silence opposition, especially if he has support from influential people like Musk or other oligarchs. The problem is that both Republicans and Democrats may suffer under such a concentration of power, while a small elite takes control of legislation and society.

On Unity Between Left and RightWe live in a time where we have been painted as enemies.

right versus left, urban versus rural, tradition versus progress. But the truth is that most of us want the same thing: security, freedom, and opportunities. The problem is that we get stuck in the fight over who is right instead of trying to find a common path forward. If we want change, we must stop listening to the forces that want to keep us divided.

On Religious Extremism and InjusticeReligious faith itself is not a problem

Many religious people are open-minded, peaceful, and live in harmony with others. The problem is when extremism takes over. The ultra-religious—whether on the right, the left, or any other ideology—create situations where they impose their values on others. And when that happens, it is not the extremists who suffer, but the ordinary believers who do not agree with them.This also applies to atheists and agnostics. In a society where religious extremism reigns, those who do not believe in a higher power often have their rights threatened. History shows that it does not matter what country one comes from—extremists always ruin things for everyone else.So what can be done? How do we break the pattern where the extremists rule while those who want peace and freedom suffer? This is a question we all need to ask ourselves—because this will not solve itself.

On Rights and FreedomWomen, men, and everyone else fighting for their rights

You are not alone. In a world where some seek to limit freedom, we must find ways to support each other. For the women now facing difficult situations—who need to give birth or require an abortion—there are always alternatives, even if they are difficult.

I am not saying you should move abroad. But the possibility of seeking asylum or temporary refuge elsewhere may be a way to survive for now. Europe, Canada, Mexico—some of these countries still have functioning safety nets. But I know it is not easy. Traveling is expensive, and many of you are already struggling financially.

Even if you are considering leaving the country for medical care or protection, you must be cautious. Not all countries will welcome you, and some risk being deported back to the U.S.

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Hi again folks. I'm sorry for not postinganything for a wile. I have been beasy with stuff and try to fix my mess. However. I will do my best to give you more of my post as much I can. Allso then I said it's maybe the end of me. I litterly meant, if I will lose my independency. Allso I will continue fighting for a second job. And the idea is to createa small company for my self so I can continue working ass of my self. But I still waiting untill the tax office had registrate me in the system. It takes 4 weeks before they are done. And I need to hurry so I can take care of my economy.

Allso then it comes to Trump is sus (part 2) . It have been delayed. Because of my condition and my work and of course a lot of consperaties and theories and other things I want to find. Clues. And thing who maybe feat in to my teories (which we dont know sens there is more to go through.