When a certain kind of Israelis hear that I’m from Sweden, they tend to ask why on earth I would choose to live here when I can actually live in Sweden. Sometimes, like this morning when I went on one of my too frequent visits to the Tax Authority, I ask myself the same question.
On the other hand, Sweden isn’t exactly the land of milk and honey, either. But problems in the northern periphery of Europe aren’t really of any interest to Israeli media, and so the favorable image of Sweden stands strong.
Entry filed under: Allosemitism.