Agnes Bergman 💙💛 🇺🇦StandWithUkraine Profile picture
Woke blob and survivor in the current zombie apocalypse. #FBPE Still shadow banned by Musk’s X.
May 7, 2021 • 5 tweets • 1 min read
I want to change GP surgery & realised I am scared. I am scared to talk to people as an immigrant with an accent, scared to have to justify my existence in the UK. Scared to do the shopping, scared to ask for things, when I get patronised I wonder of it is bcs of my accent. I’ve left 2 Slimming World groups the last 4 yrs bcs I felt uncomfortable, never tried another. Before ppl did not use to patronise or stonewall as much. It was acceptance or indifference. Now overt hostility is common. I’ve left my choirs, church and do not go anywhere anymore.
Dec 10, 2019 • 5 tweets • 1 min read
I truly love the UK. I have lived here the last 21 yrs of my life. I feel, in spite of what Johnson said, at home. No other “back home” to go to. I feel affinity with the culture & the people. We held out like a ship in a storm taking in water until now bcs of this love. But this election is the final straw. If there will be a Tory majority it will mean those who want us out of here (or even dead) will have won.
Jan 28, 2019 • 10 tweets • 2 min read
Many @UKLabour supporters jumped down my throat when I pointed at the occasional “low skilled immigrants undercut wages” line popped up in Labour leader speeches that UK Labour are siding with the xenophobe nationalists. It seemed against their leader’s Marxist instincts, international workers’ solidarity is at the heart of it. Besides Labour are always looking down at the Tory world view on human rights from an eagles height.
Jan 12, 2018 • 17 tweets • 3 min read
I think people underestimate Brexiteer fears of foreigners. Unless you live as a person with an accent like myself in this country you have no idea how many people look away or call you love in a patronising way. English are v adept at the double entente and overt hostility. 20 yrs ago it used to be open curiosity or just acceptance. In France I was constantly interrogated where I was coming from. Here no one batted an eyelid, maybe out of politeness. But I felt I could blend in, people didn’t care who I was, where my accent was from.