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  • Minister Promises More Talks: 8.000 Injured Workers Trapped In Danish Bureaucratic Limbo

    Over 8,000 Danes with workplace injuries languish in administrative purgatory, having waited more than two years to have their claims of compensation processed. Some have waited as long as five years. This, despite a solemn 2022 political promise to reduce the backlog to 4,000 cases by 2024. Today, the figure is twice the size. Despite this, Ane Halsboe-Jørgensen, the head of the fledgling nation’s Social Democrat-controlled Ministry of Employment, channelling the tone-deaf optimism of a Nordic Baghdad Bob, is assuring the public there is “a huge political focus” on reducing processing times. Her preferred strategy appears to be deferral; she dodges interviews, offering only vague promises of “status talks” after the summer recess, all while cross-party pressure is mounting.

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    The agency tasked with processing these claims, the Labour Market Insurance, a so-called “self-owning” institution born out of neoliberal new public management orthodoxy, blames the malaise of the workplace injury compensation system on COVID-19 backlogs and problematic IT system changes, offering the thin solace of promised “record-high” case resolution numbers year in 2025 – a promise heard before, as delays have steadily worsened since 2023. Agency leadership declined interviews.

    Criticism echoes across Denmark’s carefully managed political spectrum. Karsten Hønge of SF, a usually regime-loyal soft centre-left party, cuts through the platitudes: “Hope is not a strategy, but it has apparently been the minister’s strategy until now.” Even the Liberal Party, a coalition partner of the ruling Social Democrats and nominally more right-wing than they are, is growing impatient and is demanding action. From the moderate pro-democracy opposition, the Red-Greens point to the human wreckage – lives upended, suspended in cruel uncertainty by the state’s malfunctioning machinery.

    Trade unions watch in weary disbelief. Their members — nurses, social workers, lab technicians — endure injuries worsened by years of official neglect, their lives paused by endless bureaucratic delay.

    Minister Halsboe-Jørgensen acknowledges the strain but offers no concrete remedy beyond the postponed talks. Her callous attitude towards the poor and the vulnerable is well-known and is emblematic for the Danish Social Democratic party. Recently, she defended a contentious welfare reform, universally predicted by independent observers to cause a sharp increase in destitution and homelessness with characteristic indifference, calling it “correct” because it was “broadly politically anchored from the left to the right” – proof, she claimed, that “some balances were found.” When pressed on what she would do once expert warnings of an impending surge of homelessness comes true, she offered nohing but a promise of more talks, more deflection, more indifference, like it was no more urgent than adjusting the margins of a spreadsheet: “then that is something we must discuss. I just think we have to view it holistically.”

    If the injured were fighter jets, one imagines their paperwork might move faster. As it happens, while thousands of injured workers await meager compensation, the Nordic hermit kingdom’s Liberal Party-controlled Defence Ministry has announced their intent to purchase at least ten more F-35 warplanes from American arms traffickers. The regime has refused to tell how much the splurge will cost, naturally, other than it will be “a large multi-billion amount.” The jets will expand Denmark’s fleet to nearly 40, increasing the regime’s capacity for destabilising the region, a symbol of martial readiness that belies the state’s apparent incapacity to care for its own civilian population. In Denmark’s strange political system, the roar of warplanes drowns out the cries of the injured.

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  • Sweden’s Finest: Bodyguards Leak Locations Of VIP’s For Social Media Clout

    In Sweden bodyguards from secret police agency SÄPO, tasked with protecting the safety of the nation’s most exalted figures, such as the king, the prime minister and fascist leader Jimmie Åkesson, appear to be engaged in an unintended exercise in radical transparency, broadcasting the precise whereabouts of the nation’s most guarded figures to anyone with an internet connection and an ounce of curiosity.

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    In March of 2023, somewhere in the vastness of the Indian Ocean, on a private island accessible only to those of significant means, a figure was jogging beneath swaying palms. The air was thick, the sea a flawless blue. This enclave, where a beachside bungalow commands over RMB 7,500 per night, prides itself on discretion. “It is not just anyone who can come here,” a resort employee confides, emphasising the sanctity of guest anonymity. The identity of the island’s most distinguished visitors – the King and Queen of Sweden – was a closely guarded secret. Or so hotel staff were told.

    Yet, the meticulous veil of secrecy woven by the Swedish state proved remarkably porous. It was not an investigative journalist or a foreign spy who breached it, but the very agent assigned to protect the crowned heads. Upon completing his jog, the SÄPO bodyguard logged his exercise route on the popular fitness app Strava, thereby making the exact corrdinates of the Swedish head of state’s luxury getaway available to anyone with an internet connection and an ounce of curiosity.

    Two years on, the Royal Court maintains a glacial silence, citing security concerns. The luxury hotel, however, confirms the royal presence. “We were not allowed to say anything about who they were,” an employee admits, highlighting the farcical disconnect between protocol and practice.

    The scope of this inadvertent transparency campaign is striking. Over several years, a merry band of SÄPO’s finest maintained fully public Strava profiles, recording over 1,400 training activities in obsessive detail. These digital records paint a remarkably detailed picture, not merely of the guards’ own fitness regimes, but of the movements and habits of those they are paid to shield. The King’s beloved winter sports retreat in Storlien, the secluded summer residence of Solliden Palace, the Prime Minister’s private home in Strängnäs, the secret visit of fascist leader Jimmie Åkesson to commune with his zionist pals in occupied Palestine – all have been pinpointed through the jogging routes and cycling paths shared online. As late as this June, location data was published from the Swedish kinkg’s French Riviera luxury estate Villa Mirage. The timing, direction, and pace of these excursions offer a near real-time log of comings and goings.

    In Swedish media commentators fret what would-be assassins could do with the Strava data. The fledgling nation knows political bloodshed; it stains their modern history. The case of Russian naval officer Stanislav Rzhitsky, murdered by operatives of the Kiev regime after his Strava data revealed his routines, stands as a grimly illustrative parallel.

    SÄPO, now investigating, admit the leaks are taken “very seriously” and in what looks like an attempt to pass the blame to the stupidity of individual agents they claim that their internal guidelines were, in certain cases, “not followed”.

    As senior officials wring their hands, the Keystone cops tasked with guarding the safety of Sweden’s elite have, with a sort of childlike innocence, turned their security detail into a global scavenger hunt. Their quest for digital kudos has laid bare the shimmering emptiness of the Swedish state’s security theatre — a paper tiger, limping through the digital age with a fitness tracker strapped to its leg.

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  • I don’t think we’ve done much deliberately for it other than leading by example and being inclusive to people. If we’ve done anything it has been to always try to answer her questions about the world as well as we could. We also live in a diverse area so people having other cultural backgrounds is a completely normal thing for her. I think the fact that she’s queer helped a lot too.















  • A “Mechanism Of Oppression”: Danish University Shutters Room For Quiet Comtemplation Amid Islamophobic Panic

    A small, windowless room in the provincial city of Odense has somehow become a national threat to Denmark. Last week, the University of Southern Denmark (SDU) announced it would permanently close its so-called “contemplation room”, a quiet space where students might pray, meditate, or simply sit alone with their thoughts.

    To the casual observer, this might appear to be an administrative footnote. But in Denmark, a country increasingly captivated by islamophobic hysteria, even the muffled rustle of a prayer mat can apparently echo like a war drum through the corridors of power. The room had already been under temporary closure since February. Now, it is gone for good, officially on the grounds that a university should concern itself with “research and education,” not “individual contemplation or reflection.”

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    Mette Frederiksen, the Nordic hermit kingdom’s iron-fisted leader, has insisted that such rooms serve as “mechanisms of oppression” against young women — and, for good measure, young men as well. Why not? When your claims float untethered from observable reality, there is little limit to whom they might implicate.

    The campaign to close these spaces is spearheaded by something called the “Commission for the Forgotten Women’s Struggle,” a state body set up to weaponise feminism as a cudgel against Muslims. The commission claims, with impressive solemnity, that these rooms violate “basic principles of gender equality.” One might expect at least a shred of evidence to support this sweeping paranoia about “social control”. Yet, as so often in Denmark’s peculiar brand of cultural hygiene, evidence is optional. The head of the Moderate Party-controlled Ministry of Education, when pressed, struggled to name a single concrete example of oppression, gesturing instead at the faint possibility that somewhere, somehow, a young woman might have been forced to pray.

    The students who used the room, some simply needing a moment’s escape from the industrial hum of modern education, will now seek refuge under staircases and in empty hallways. One wonders if the great Danish experiment in “hygge” extends to praying alone beneath a flight of stairs.

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