Please take care of me and my siblings
A woman left her child today at the migrations office here in Sweden. So desperate for her child to be outside of the endless circle of inhumanity, cruelty and destruction that is the current migration politics of the EU, the North and Europe, that she left her child with a guard with a note pinned to the child in French saying:
"Please take care of me and my siblings"
Our elected officials talk about "breathing space" when they close the borders, throw people BACK to the wolves, back to Daesh and civil war. They call it "breathing space" standing on the backs of bloated corpses and those drowning.
They talk with eloquence and even cry a little on TV to show that they really didn't want to make the choice the made. Then they saunter back to their luxurious apartments we gave them, with salaries we paid for.
While our siblings die at sea, while our siblings are crushed in camps, hounded by right wing thugs of every stripe from Daesh to SD, nazis and idiots, they sit and talk about breathing space. For them.
That note. It says more than just a plea for help for this child. It asks of us to care for OUR siblings. Young and old, dying, while we tell them "sister, I can't help you right now, I need a breather"
FU politician scum.