What Almost Being Attacked at a Neo-Nazi Rally Taught Me About Finland

With a bottle of fine French wine at hand and the refreshing breeze of the Aura river on that particularly fresh summer-ish day tingling my face, it felt like my day to Finland’s oldest city, Turku, couldn’t get any better. I had arrived a couple of hours earlier with the father of Finnish family which is hosting me for the weekend. He had planned to run the marathon that day while I opted for a day of sightseeing and evidently, wine-drinking.

It was at that picturesque, almost perfect moment of the day where my wine buzz was at just the right level when intrusive chanting came barging into my thoughts. As I got up to investigate what could possibly be ruining the tranquility of such a nice day, I quickly remembered that my Finnish dad (yes, that’s what I’m calling him) had casually mentioned that Turku was to witness a Neo-Nazi protest that day.

Driven by my journalistic curiosity, and burning intrigue to see how the protestors (read: fascists) would react to my brown skin, I rushed over to the cathedral square where the protest was taking place, and there they were looking like a militia waiting for the attack order. I reached in my bag and quickly grabbed my Finnish press card and held it up as I made my way through the protestors, who were giving me the most hostile glimpses I had experienced ever since I landed in this exceedingly peaceful country more than two weeks ago.

“They can’t harm you,” I whispered to myself as their glances got even more aggressive. There were police all around the square, which made me feel safe and secure. I kept shooting many videos from every angle, recording their speeches which I naturally couldn’t even understand, except for the frequent use of the words ‘Muslims’, ‘Islam’, and ‘Terrorism’. The Hate Rally lasted about an hour, during which the worst that had happened was still limited to hostile looks and snarks.

Towards the end of the protest, as I was pulling out my camera again to film them up close, two of them suddenly attacked. Taken aback and startled, I quickly took a few steps back while raising my press card as one of them kept screaming at me GO AWAY. To the nearest cop I retreated, and was advised to exit the square for my safety. I crossed the street back to the banks of the river feeling shaken, exposed and threatened, a feeling I only felt once before during some violent episodes at Egypt’s January 25th revolution.

Before getting too much in my head, I was stopped by a group of young Finns who felt the need to personally apologise to me for what had happened, and assure me that I’m safe and free to roam as I pleased, and some suggested I go to the police or get in touch with the press, which is when I realised the crucial difference between what I was feeling in Turku and what I had felt back in Cairo in 2011.

Here, in Finland, I had the system on my side. I could have gone to the police, and they would have taken me seriously. The laws protect my freedom as an individual and a journalist, and they are actually enforced as they are written. That one fascist bigot represents no one but himself. I can’t control what people may think or believe towards me, or their preconceived hate to me because of how different I look or act or feel, not here and not back in Egypt. But unlike my country, which I love deeply, in Finland I wouldn’t have to second-guess if I was going to find enough support had I decided to file an official complaint or publicised my story through the media.

Some may hate Muslims here, and therefore feel the right to chase them away and terrorise them. Back home, some may hate women, copts, faggots, or anyone who doesn’t conform to the Muslim, hetero-normative norms of society, and therefor also give themselves the rights to enforce their version of what’s right and acceptable. Both are two faces of the same coin, however what matters at the end of the day is how the system works, and what tools do I have to protect myself.

Just knowing I have that many tools at my disposal (and also more wine) put me at ease for the rest of that afternoon. And despite the fact that I may never erase the utterly hateful look on that fascist’s face, as he was chasing me away, from my memory, I learnt that I can still be as colourful as I want to be in Finland without fear of repercussions, because at the end of the day, I can always count on the system to have my back.

6 thoughts on “What Almost Being Attacked at a Neo-Nazi Rally Taught Me About Finland”

  1. Why are you lying? Everything is on different videos as everyone was recording so can correct lies like this.

  2. Interesting. Have you watched any of the many videos taken at the event? Someone must have been filming during the attack. It would be nice to see the actual footage about the incident.

  3. “recording their speeches which I naturally couldn’t even understand, except for the frequent use of the words ‘Muslims’, ‘Islam’, and ‘Terrorism’. ”

    Well it may help you to understand why those words may have been used? It was the first aniversary of terrorist act in Turku, that killed two and wounded eight. The terror act was carried out by a muslim islamist “in name of allah.”

    Hence,”muslims”, “islam” and “terrorism” likely have been used…
    It is still legal in Finland to speek aloud and use those words describind islamistic terror act..

    Would this clear out some of the mystery?

    And in Finland it is legal to take photos in bublic places, even people. But normal conduct is to take pics as general view. If you go to take photos close up of people with out asking promission, some can be hostile. Not only in Finland..

  4. Junes Lokka Facebookissa:

    Nyt ulkoministeriö levittää valeuutista “UM:n Suomeen tuoma egyptiläistoimittaja pakeni uusnatseja Turussa: uusi normaali?”

    Näin kyseisen tyypin Tuomiokirkon aukiolla noin puoli tuntia mielenosoituksen jälkeen, kun kaksi ruotsalaista pyysi häntä poistumaan häiriköimästä ihmisiä.

    Mielenosoituksen aikana hän kuulemma hääräsi kuin kärpänen joka puolella, ja sen jälkeen hän kärkkyi yksityishenkilöiden keskusteluja, jolloin häntä pyydettiin poistumaan.

    Hän siis sai tapahtuman aikana kuvata ja olla ihan rauhassa, ja nyt UM on kehittänyt tarinan siitä kuinka “mielenosoittajat pakottivat hänet pakenemaan paikalta juosten”.

    Kuukausi sitten juuri tuo sama ministeriö oli se taho, joka esti Monokulttuuri-työryhmältä pääsyn Trump-tapahtumaan.

    Ja nyt Twitterin tiedeyhteisö itkee “läpinäkyvyydestä”. Ne samat ihmiset, jotka estivät meiltä liikkumisen Puolalanpuistossa.

    Jos ministeriö haluaa tehdä jutun vainotuista toimittajista, he voisivat vaikka ottaa aiheeksi sen pyörälukkotyypin, joka rikkoi kamerani Turun pääkirjaston edessä.


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