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Older immigrant to the young immigrant: Why can no one like you

- I feel surrounded by people who don't like me and I do not understand why. Is it because the last year I have been running with 120 km / h in the middle of the city and in the wrong side of the roadway and struck a mother and her baby in pram to death in a pedestrian crossing?

Or because I smashed the Westergaards front door and ran after him in his home with an axe and a knife to cut his head of?

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Rape every other week
- Perhaps it is because I almost every week have raped a young Danish girl on the way home from the disco? Is it because I went into a bodega, where I thought the man who sat at the bar and hate me, therefore, I turned loose with my gun in all directions to kill as many as possible of them?

so begins Cherif El-Ayouty a letter to the editor of Ekstra Bladet, which according to him should be required reading for young immigrants. He has given the title, 'Why can no one like you' - for Cherif is infinite tired of the lousy press, the young ballamagere and muggers have - and am afraid that it destroys the possibility of good integration. His text - which is written after conversations with young people, who thrive in the role of victim - continues as follows:

Beats social workers have
- It may also well be, they may not like me because I sell marijuana on the sidewalk or shoot my competitors in the open street and hitting random passers-by.

- It can also be because I usually beat my municipal social workers, or turn one of them to death once in a while because he or she will not give me money.

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- No, I think it is because I feel better than them by insisting to my daughter, sister, wife and cousin to go with the scarf to signal their difference from the lost Danish girls, and that they do not have to sit in a room with strange men.

- the Reason may be that I beat my daughter's a school teacher, because he laid his hand on her arm. Maybe it is because I insist on living in a parallel society, where any mixture with danes is public, where I need to pray with several hundred others once in a while in the middle of the square, to confirm how different we are from the rest of the population.

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Pork and fællesbad
- No, I think it is because I refuse to go to school, if it serves pork, or because I insist that my daughter should not bathe in the same pool as boys. It may be because I tend to hit hard on my wife when she is difficult so she ends up in the hospital? It is not my fault that my wife prefers to stay in a shelter and not at home with me. Why can others not like me, when I answer an argument, I do not agree with violence?

- Is it because I hang out on the streets with a bunch of fellow believers, who look like troublemakers and dangerous behavior? Is it because we constitute the majority in the Danish prisons, use the fix of the country's social expenditure and uses 50% of the news in the media, but we are no more than 3% of the population?

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- I have an inkling that it might be because my uncle in my country of origin has buried his 12-year-old daughter alive because she had contact with the neighbor's boy thus disgraced her family. Or because my cousin, who is from the sunni sect in Iraq blew themselves with a bomb in the middle of a crowd of shia pilgrims and thus killed 50 children, women, old and innocent men? Maybe it is because my cousin flew into the american building, where three thousand were killed. Maybe it is because my people have committed all acts of terrorism in the world over the last ten years.

- And then what? All I did is normal, since I traded in anger or for morskabens fault and it is always the other that gets my blood to boil. It is not every time I shoot away at random people or running crazy at pedestrians, they all die. I have also learned from my father that I must follow the cultural customs from our country and deal with the unbelief which our religion demands, in our scholar's interpretation of it. the

Tired of uvenlighed
- Maybe it's because I'm on the smugglers threaten all my friends and relatives did not approve of my behavior, so that they dare not reveal to me or the other members of the gang. It is important that those who criticize me, do not differentiate between me and the 'other', because it is to the advantage to me is that all of my people look as if they are the same, think alike and act alike. This is my strength.

frankly, I'm tired of thinking about the reason for the uvenlighed and all the avisskriverier with complaints about my or my people's behavior. It does not appear that I was ever going to understand it. I will just live on as I usually do and forget about it, since it does not touch me in any way in my daily life.

- Therefore I must just live with that they don't like me, and I also actually don't care, with their opinion, write Cherif in a text he hopes will get young troublemakers to think a little more about - and what the consequences their behavior has for the young immigrants, who behave nicely.

But what do you think about that elderly immigrants provides young immigrants with good advice? And do you think there is any one listening?

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