• Austurvöllur

    5 Haziran 2007, İzlanda ⋅ 🌬 10 °C

    A block away from the Tjörnin Lake was a small square named Austurvöllur. It was here that Ron had the taxi drop him off. From here he would walk, as the Old Town was small. Still, since Ron was out of shape, it would be a challenge. The cool air helped. The temperature was a refreshing 11°C in the continuing wet, windy weather. Grassy Austurvöllur was once part of first settler Ingólfur Arnarson’s hay fields. Today it was a favourite spot for lunchtime picnics and summer sunbathing, and was sometimes used for open-air concerts and political demonstrations. The statue in the centre was of Jón Sigurðsson (1811 –1879), who led the campaign for Icelandic independence. Largely because of him, the Danish government granted Iceland a limited constitution in 1874 giving the Alþing autonomy in internal affairs. Until then the Alþing had only been an advisory body to the Danish government and king.
    Ron stood in the square for a few minutes, watching the people go by. They were pretty much all white and Nordic, with light coloured hair and eyes, a nice break from home where non-white immigrants were quickly taking over and destroying our way of life. Although he saw some non-whites, mostly Chinamen (Japs and Filipinos, he found out later), along with a jigaboo, Iceland and its amazing culture might be ok for a few generations yet. These people were no-nonsense, sensible people, the descendants of Vikings. Many Eastern Europeans came here in summer for work as well, but they were no threat to Iceland‘s white population and culture, since they shared the white genotype and could easily be assimilated.
    Okumaya devam et