The diplomat is a common creature with the ability to understand social situations, sense opportunity and support its own interests.

Anyway, my point is, it takes skill and understanding to get it right. The key to being diplomatic? Agree with everyone. Don’t express opinions unless you’re asked for one, and then just say you accept everything, but this is “just you.”

We all have ideas, we’re all radical in our own way (yes we are), the only question is how well we know to express it. This is especially important in a tiny little community, e.g. forums.

My suggestion: less is more. Nobody likes you if you have an opinion about everything, even if you’re right and say what they all think is true, you’ll always see more opposition than support - not because that’s the way it is, just because that’s the way of nature - social nature.I’ll quit internet forums at some point, just not now, just hold on there.

The nationless drifter holds dual passports, one of which grants him government subsidies, and free tuition, the other which grants him the right to stay in a certain place for as long as he would like to. He uses local laws and takes advantage of EU policy. Nowhere is home for the proletariat drifter scum, as he lives on a part-time job and a subsidy.

He does legally hold two nationalities, and yet neither of them is in fact related to his current position on earth, or maybe just by a broad definition - “European.”

He makes attempts to learn the local language and fit in, presents himself as a local, or a “citizen of the world”, but hits the same brick wall - he does not fit exactly, but merely some of the time. He may hold two passports, but not want to have much with one nationality, and being very distant from the other.

His previous experiences in life, the language which he had acquired mean absolutely nothing in his current surroundings - a recently planted tree, significantly smaller than the rest in the forest. Will he ever bear fruits or repay society? That’s most certainly his plan, whether or not

Thanks to involuntary military service, a large Jewish orthodox sector, extreme weather, lack of respect for the environment and the beaurocracy’s helplessness facing these issues - I decided to take the plunge and be this proletariat drifter scum.

Luckily, I managed to get a hold of a German passport. Since Denmark is in the EU, I’m pretty much set. I am able to receive free tuition and even subsidy. Arrangements are being made, and the day slowly nears that I will come back, in 2009, or maybe even late 2008 and become a proletariat drifter scum.

To be honest, my life as a proletariat drifter scum can’t possibly be worse than my life as a local would have been in Israel. It’s just not going to work with me and Israel, we’re too different. Too different, and indeed, we must therefor break up, peacefully and quietly.

Socialism is definitely the way to go. Israel isn’t really my thing. The issue’s pretty much solved.

So that’s it, I’ll be living the next few years in Denmark, that’s for certain - most likely even the next few decades. And me, I couldn’t get any happier. I’m not alone as I am now, and knowing Danish (properly at least) would be even better.

May 2008, I finish IB. August 2008, I’m going to fight for my freedom in the battle against the involuntary military service in Israel. Then later in 2008, or even at late as 2009, back to Denmark.

So I won’t have the right to vote, like anybody cares. So long, Israel.

Oh what fun, riots at Ungdomshuset. The government screws you over, you attempt to compensate, but the government screws you back big time. Great, just great.

Early in the morning, during a class with marginal importance, my phone rings. Or actually, vibrates. Message. “The police is taking over the house.” - “Your house?” - “No. Ungdomshuset.”

Didn’t sound like much, obviously. I’m used to that person, whom I shall refer to as Violet. I’m used to Violet doing weird things, potentially risking her life, and yet cringe to the sight of gore in action movies. She’s quite a feminist though, and as a matter of principle likes to cross the line of gender differentiation on a regular basis, thus committing violent and potentially destructive acts could also stem from that; as well as genuine political interest.

At around 7 o’clock, I look at my phone. New mesage, “the police just threw tear gas.” If I wasn’t worried just yet, the time pretty much came at that point. I replied, and waited patiently.

In the meantime, I became restless and worried. At some point I considered paying a visit to Nørrebro, but quickly dropped the idea. It’s not a matter of life and death, my preserce wouldn’t change much, I don’t want to impose my own ideas on anyone - it’s better to stay at home.

The caffeine buzz sure didn’t help me calm down. I waited and waited. After sniffing around, I tried to calm myself down by trying to figure out whether there had been any casualties. So far so good, nothing. Though reportedly, people were injured - no good.

Eventually, I sent her a message, to which she replied within a few minutes. Everything was fine. Got chased around by the police, sprayed with tear gas, etc. Wouldn’t it be better to just quietly disperse? Maybe if things got that bad, perhaps violent conflict wasn’t the answer?

Violent conflict is rarely the answer. Which is what the layman simply does not understand, or does not internalize maybe.

I hope they’re all having fun down there at least, because otherwise it’s mostly futile.

I was however displeased with people wrongly labelling the riots as “anarchists.” Opposing the shut down of a community lot has got nothing to do with not wanting a governing force. If anything, it’s probably the other way aronud. It made no sense to shut the place down, especially with so much resistance. At the same time, I don’t believe violence is justified. Et cetera.

Well, I’ll get busy shooting random civilians and spraying them with tear gas, potentially arresting them.