The following essay about the political and social crisis in Germany was written by a native German woman who has reached the point of despair.

Many thanks to Nash Montana for translating this piece from Politically Incorrect:

Inner Immigration

(Résumé of a German woman)

I am almost 50 years old. I have a University degree, and was — out of a love for nature — always a trusted voter for the Green Party. I never felt much interest in politics. In Germany everything seemed to always go its natural regular course. I had trusted our parliamentary democracy. I thought our administration would hardly make mistakes, because it is controlled by the opposition. Never, absolutely never did I think that I would lose all my trust in the State. It’s unbearable that I am afraid for the future. Preferably I’d just like to leave. But I feel too old to leave Europe.

What country would even take me anymore? I am not a shameless African who just takes a seat in a refugee boat. I would properly apply to the respective immigration authority. But my chances are close to zero. I am — like most Europeans — damned to impotence as I see this invasion happen.

When, about ten years ago, a friend of mine immigrated to Australia, I felt sorry for her. How could one leave our beautiful Europe? A continent with such wonderful nature and culture. I would’ve never even thought of this. Today I know: She did the right thing.

I am becoming depressive in Europe. Our defenselessness shocks me. Our politicians’ failure to act drowns my mind in a fog of powerlessness. I have not read any of Sarrazin’s books*, so as not to upset myself even more. Everything I read in just our daily newspapers, is enough for me already.

The Euro is a complete nightmare. Illegal immigration is a complete nightmare. But the single greatest outrage is the political correctness with which we are disabled from criticizing these immense breaches of law. We, that is, we adults and mature citizens, who are in this way disenfranchised. When I went to school, I was taught critical thinking. What good is that to me now?

Meanwhile I hate the Green Party. They are asinine and dopey, and they are shameless. Just like the SPD and the CDU. They expect that we will get up at 6 AM in the morning and encourage our children to succeed, just so that they will wear themselves out like us in order to be able to keep on financing this daily madness. And soon until we’re 73 years old [translator’s note: Germany is going to raise the retirement age to 73!]. But a State that provides no more stability can no longer expect its citizens to function at full capacity. With each pothole I drive through, with each African that I see loitering around, my motivation tanks further.