I saw it in action when I ran to the scene of an unexploded hand grenade in a bin outside the police station of a no-go area of town, near a mosque. I asked the police who the target was.
They said they didn't know. I asked the Muslim leader at the mosque. He said he thought it was the police.
Then two women grabbed me and told me not to make this about the mosque, not to make this a Muslim issue. This was about the police — nothing to do with migrants. I wondered if they weren't missing the point. A bomb in a bin.
They know the point. They don't want to acknowledge, or deal with, the point.
A cameraman for the Swedish equivalent of the BBC asked me why this had to be politicised at all; why couldn't it just be that someone put an explosive device in a bin?
I looked at him and wondered which one of us was mad.
Later I went back to walk the no-go suburbs, ending up back in the centre of the town. A week earlier this place was torched and looted as the world looked on.
I wondered what was strange, besides the weird calm. And realised it was that I was the only woman in the place. Everyone else was young, African and male. Speaking Arabic. Hanging about, utterly without purpose.They have a purpose; a lot of people just don't want to deal with what it is. Those that acknowledge it are afraid to speak of it because they'll be punished by their own people.
One lady explained: there is a strange moral code here in Rinkeby. You are much more exposed to crime if you are not a Muslim. These boys think they can take everything from a woman who is not wearing a hijab or at least covers her hair.
Another, Besse, told me: we don’t go out on the streets here after dark. It is too dangerous. I have lived here for 25 years and it has gotten worse and worse. The situation now is so tense that it is impossible for me to go to, say, the supermarket to get some milk.
Parwin, a Christian lady, blamed the mosques: it is because of all the things they are teaching in the mosque. They are Salafists there, just like Isis. They should close the mosque because that is where these kids have learned these bad things.
But one thing they all agree on is that they do not go out. They do not go out because they are scared — Muslim, Christian, young and old alike.
So, you've got a country that's more afraid of being honest about the problem than they are of the problem. Or, I think more accurately, the people in positions of power are; the people being damaged by this crap know what the problem is, but they're afraid of being attacked by their own if they speak openly about it.
To borrow an old phrase, "No way to run a railroad, boys." And the derailment is going to be a bitch.