Yesterday I went "to town" to get a couple of beers with a friend. We had a nice time as we usually do. Then while waiting for the morning train home we sit and joke with eachother. Suddenly someone calls me out asking "are you gay?". I thought about it for a split second and asked back "are you gay?" An odd question to have asked to you from someone you don't know so I didn't feel like it was any of his bussiness one way or the other (the question was most likely triggered by me and my friend's gestures and mutual joking.)
That was the wrong question to ask back though as he was now running fast towards me and ended up punching me in the face once or twice, I am not quite sure. This guy is a 2. generation immigrant. I'm still a bit shaken up my it. I'm not the violent kind of person. I also live a place where there are lots of immigrants and have been threatened before from a group. I pretty liberal and come along quite nicely with most of my neighboors though and most people in general. But such events and events like the infamous Muhammed crisis, also spawned by apparent tabu breaking, sparks violence I cannot understand or accept. Immigration and adaptation to norms and standards of our society is a major problem which can be seen in the statistics for violence amongst others. This is the first time I really get to feel it on my own body what non-integration can mean.
The train station is video surveilanced so when I grabbed my phone the group of immigrants got nervous. I didn't really intend to call the police though. Just to give them a scare. I don't want a youth gang on my neck.
Earlier I had helped a foreigner (kurdish I believe) buy a ticket and his travel plans. A friendly person. He didn't understand what happened and why it happened. But this sort of thing makes an impression on you.
For the record I am not gay, but certainly not homophobic either, and I don't mind a sexually loaded joke once in a while in the company of people who understand humor and do not resort to violence over a friendly teasing.
I do feel a little angry inside right now, I must admit.
I don't usually pour out my private life in public, but I felt like telling this story to someone.
There you have it. My weekend... so far...



