I Should Shake Denmark Awake!
Archive of Truth in Exile: Why? Because I loved Denmark since 1980—and I write for reform, for improvement, and for the country I cherished before all of you did. Here are the proofs.
Archive of Truth in Exile: Because I have loved Denmark since 1980, and I speak now for reform, improvement, and care. Here are the proofs
Archive of Truth in Exile: Why? Because I loved Denmark since 1980—and I write for reform, for improvement, and for the country I cherished before all of you did. Here are the proofs.
Archive of Truth in Exile: Why? Because I loved Denmark since 1980, before all of you did & I write for reforms & improvement, for the country I cherished then
Proof One: Inspiration Before 1980
Even as a young amateur poet in grade school while I was 10-11, I found myself drawn to Danish and Swedish magazines. Though I could not yet read the language, the images, often of inspiring figures, fed my imagination.
They were not mere pictures of beauty; they became sparks for emotional poetry, proof that my bond with Denmark began in the realm of art and feeling long before I ever set foot near its borders.
In secondary school, philosophy lectures introduced me to the name Kierkegaard, and even if I did not grasp the full depth of existentialism then, Denmark had already entered my intellectual horizon.
Proof Two: The Street Corner of 1980
By 1980, I lived at the corner of a building whose entire front was made of green reflective glass, stretching from the top floor down to the ground. From inside, I could look out onto the most important street below, alive each night with the glow of commercial stores and their bright lights. That vantage point gave me a sense of belonging to the rhythm of the city, even while remaining unseen behind the protective glass.
At one corner of the street stood a grocery shop where I often bought traditional Danish cookies packaged in tin boxes decorated with castles, along with other Danish sweets, ice-creams and yogurt with fruits. During Ramadan Eid, I sent these cookies home to my family.
When neighbors and visitors form other avenues came to offer their annual wishes, they marveled at the taste and asked where such delicacies came from. My mother would explain: “Khalid sent them.”
Some even assumed I had traveled to Denmark itself, and she would correct them, saying no, he was not in Denmark but had sent them from Kuwait. Letters from home told me that people asked her to write to me, requesting more of those Danish cookies.
Proof Three: Music and Friendship
On a side street nearby was a boutique called The Bells, filled with musical records from around the world. An Indian friend worked there, and he would call me at the newspaper office to alert me whenever new arrivals came in.
In the pause around midday, I would visit the shop to collect cassette tapes, including Swedish and Danish music. Those sounds became part of my daily rhythm, weaving Denmark’s cultural voice into my own archive of memory and poetry.
Proof Four: Refuge and Principle in Asmara
In Asmara, I played a role in urging the UNHCR to expand its mandate beyond Somali refugees. At first, their small office annexed to Nyala Hotel insisted their responsibility was limited to Somalis in Assab on the Dahlak Islands.
I argued with them, insisting that waves of Sudanese refugees would soon follow me and arrive in Asmara... many of them readers of my articles in the official newspaper, people I knew would follow me. My prediction proved true: they came in numbers, fleeing Omar al-Bashir’s military religious dictatorship. I saw them on the streets of Asmara
I returned to the UNHCR office and reminded them: “What did I tell you? These political refugees should be located in the city, not in Asab.” In response, they allocated an entire block of housing at the top of one quarter in Asmara. I visited the refugees, comforted them, and promised to observe their situation.
I then visited the UNHCR office again. This was not about financial support I told them I had my own job, so I do not need any financial support. This is not an issue, but it was about principle. I asked the UNHCR to register me as the first political refugee in Eritrea, to secure my rights to refuge status as fact. They did. My colleagues at the newspaper even nicknamed me “the chief of the refugees.”
Later, when my own issue escalated after a press release I published, I returned to the UNHCR to request resettlement. Diplomats who knew me from journalism and public activities supported my case. A new protection officer arrived from Kosovo, and when I explained the corruption I suspected in the office, he confirmed it after comparing files.
He told me: “This is the first time in my professional life at UNHCR I have seen something like this.” He immediately went to the director’s office, and soon after, I heard the words: “Khalid Osman should leave Asmara as quickly as possible.”
He came back and told me that he reserved an appoint with the resettlement officer who was French. The next day, the resettlement officer asked me after the interview where I wanted to go. Without hesitation, I said: “Denmark.”
KI said somewhere in the posts, unnlike others who traveled in quotas, I was travelled alone with my family. The UNHCR bore the cost of my Archive of Truth in Exile to travel with me. This choice was not accidental, it was deliberate, rooted in my long-standing affection for Denmark and my belief that my testimony belonged there.
The prosecutor’s reasons for deportation are not grounded
After all these proofs, it becomes clear that the prosecutor’s arguments for deportation rest on nothing but distortion. She claimed I have no feeling for Denmark, yet my archive shows otherwise: I loved this country before she was even born. I carried its cookies into my family’s Eid celebrations, its music into my evenings, and its philosophy into my early studies. These are not the gestures of someone indifferent—they are the lived acts of affection and continuity.
To deport me on the grounds of “no feeling for Denmark” is to erase decades of testimony. It is to deny the very evidence of reform and improvement that I have carried forward since 1980. Her reasoning is not grounded in truth, but in silence and convenience. My archive exists to correct that silence.
Closing:
I do not hate Denmark. When I get upset by unbelievable behaviours, illogical occurrences, unethical reporting, or the denial of truth, I may use sarcastic words—similar to the jokes other people make. And yes, sometimes I say them harder, but that is not disrespect. Those are notes meant to correct things.
I have heard people casually say “cartofler” when describing Danes, and that was considered normal. There is no crime in sarcasm, nor in journalism, when a journalist criticizes privacy violations, human rights violations, official lies, and other abuses. Sarcasm is not hatred—it is a tool of witness, a way to confront silence and demand correction.
Navigating I Should Shake Denmark Awake!
The Court of Manipulation! Resistance in the Face of Institutional Theater! What is staged as justice becomes theater, and resistance must name the script.
Funded Silence: The Letter That Should Never Have Come! When Legal Process Is Violated to Protect a Lying Policeman! Letters become weapons, shielding authority while violating the very process they claim to uphold. I am wondering what laws some lawyers in Denmark have studied in the universities!
Funded Silence: Shadow Beneath State! Legal Resistance Against Manufactured Guilt! The shadow beneath the state is not absence, it is the machinery of guilt manufactured against witnesses.
Courtroom Statement of Resistance and Truth! Court Predetermined “Guilt” to Protect a Policeman Who Violated his Own Authority! Truth spoken in court becomes resistance, even when guilt is predetermined to protect authority.
Archive in Exile - When Privacy Becomes a Currency! Privacy is no longer protection, it is traded, commodified, and weaponized against the vulnerable. Testimony from Denmark’s Housing Shadows!
Six Scenarios of Retaliation and Refusal! Retaliation repeats, but refusal insists on naming what others erase. Archive in Exile: Wy Human Rights Organizations are Sleeping in Denmark?
Closing Doors, Opening Conspiracies! Archive of Truth in Exile: How Denmark’s Police and Courts Weaponize Silence Against Witnesses?
Premeditated Court, Unjustifiable Guilt! Archive of Truth in Exile: When a Policeman’s Reputation Outweighs Truth in Danish Courts!
The Myth of Good Policeman! Archive of Truth in Exile: When a Policeman Lies Without Shame & His Oath, If Found, Is Violated!
Entrapment by Silence, Dignity Restored! Archive of Truth in Exile: Police tactics of concealment and systemic cover‑up!
Truth Carries Its Own Weight! Archive of Truth in Exile: Parts of Lifetime Stories in Motion: Entrapment by Silence, Dignity Restored! → Rotation of officers → Criminal Checks → Psycho Tests All False!
No Crime, Yet Declared Guilty! Archive of Truth in Exile: How a Danish Court ignored corpus delicti, actus reus, and mens rea in favor of authority?
Civil Hearing Framed As Criminal! Archive of Truth in Exile: Court Upholds Police Authority, Ignores the Victim!
Policeman’s Word Becomes Bible in Denmark! Archive of Truth in Exile: When a Court Align Itself with a Lying Policeman, Justice Wears a Light Parada that Exposes Its Private Organs!
Lies in Danish Court Hearing! Archive of Truth in Exile: How a Court in Denmark Declared “Guilt” Without Cross-Examination of Lies?
Selecting Juries in Danish Courts! Case study - Archive of Truth In Exile: How the process of selecting juries in Danish courts is fragile and is reflecting injustice?
Courts Ignore Fundamentals of Justice! Archive of Truth In Exile: How a court in Denmark ignores the fundamentals of justice in favor of police authority?
Reframing Testimony: Injustice in Denmark! Archive of Truth in Exile: No Public, No Oath, No Cross-Examination, No Justice!
Verdict Declared Without Due Process! Archive of Truth in Exile: What does a verdict without due process really mean?
Court Hearing: Justice First Cut! Archive of Truth in Exile: When due process is bypassed, innocence itself becomes the first victim of injustice!
Terrorising Bats of Darkness 1! Archive of Truth in Exile: In Denmark - practicing from above the same psycho‑torturing, relentless noises once used to unnerve opponents of Arab‑Islamic dictators!
Terrorizing Bats of Darkness 2! Archive of Truth in Exile: From Denial to Retaliation: How Witness Becomes the Target?
Terrorizing Bats of Darkness 3! Archive of Truth in Exile: Neighbour’s Secrets — Living Behind Non‑soundproof Walls, Under Non‑soundproof Ceilings, Among Broken Doors and Broken Trust!
Echoes of Fascist Practice Inside a Home! Archive of Truth in Exile: Danish policeman’s violations protected by law!
National Pride HAS No Meaning! Archive on Truth In Exile: Seeing systemic failures and being told “that’s just the way it is.”
Call to Solidarity! 🚨 Archive of Truth In Exile: Urgent Appeal: Injustice in Denmark!
Motive for Human Rights Action! Archive of Truth in Exile: Bypassing Justice - Exclusion Through Lifetime Psycho Sentencing... What’s the Crime?
This Post Has No Title, Nor Subtitle — Its Headings Are Enough Archive of Truth in Exile: 9 Assumptions to Correct and Elevate Justice Ethics!
A Case That Was Never a Case! Archive of Truth in Exile: Seven legal and procedural requirements the court ignored!
Denmark: Exclusion Disguised as Justice! Archive of Truth in Exile: An Unjustifiable Verdict of Lifetime Medicalization as Punishment to Silence a Veteran Human Rights Activist & Journalist!
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The Ethics of Proximity: Faith in Fracture! The Threshold of Belief That Exposes that There’s No Belief, But Personal Interests! Proximity reveals fracture, where faith is traded for interests, and belief is exposed as convenience.
Memoir: Deng Akok’s Suicide and Denmark’s Ongoing Human Rights Violations! A testimony that begins with loss, and exposes how silence is funded through denial.
International Pain Walks with Us! Archive of Truth In Exile: From Geneva to Copenhagen, Khartoum, Port-au-Prince & Beyond!
Arab ≠ Muslim: Untangling Faith Identity 1! Archive of Truth in Exile: The Arab–Muslim conflation is not just inaccurate, it is dangerous, a tool of division across geographies!
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A Call to Extend UNHCR Mandate of Care! Archive of Truth In Exile: Beyond Arrival to Resettlement: Humanitarian Job Unfinished!