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If it’s typical of other breathless announcements Judicial Watch has made going back to the Clinton Administration, it will turn out to be at least 95% nonsense, and the biggest result will be gullible people sending them more money.In particular in this case, there is no credible evidence of any irregularities in the process by which Rep. Omar became a citizen, nor that she married a man who was her brother so he could become a citizen or get a green card. There’s really no “there” there with that story: How the Ilhan Omar Marriage Smear Went From Fever Swamp to Trump. In fact, if the man had been her brother and came to the US with the family from a refugee camp in Kenya, it would have been easier for him to have become a citizen the same way Omar did than to stage a sham marriage in order to get a green card.

“Low- born spouses" — what an appalling, snobbish phrase! I do hope it just reflects difficulties on the part of the OP with English.You make it sound as the Royal families of Europe have scraped around in the gutter, to find the lowest of the low as potential marriage partners. It is grotesquely offensive, and reflects a viewpoint I have never heard expressed by anyone in the UK. And yet apparently there is at least one person in Kenya, with a Chinese name, who not only thinks this, but assumes that people in Europe do, too.Well, I'm English, I don't, and I don't know anyone else who does. As far as I am concerned, the only truly disastrous Royal marriage in the UK in the past 40 years has been the semi-arranged marriage between Prince Charles and the oh-so-aristocratic Lady Diana Spencer. Once she had died and he was free to marry the woman he had always loved, then life for both of them began to be much happier. Princes William and Harry have both married lovely young women of their own choosing, quite outside the family, and by so doing appear to have enhanced their own happiness and the genetic variety of the family.A breeder of animals would probably consider that this strengthens the breed. When speaking of people, it would sound crass and offensive to use such language — but not half as crass and offensive as referring to their choices of wife as “low-born.”Most people in the UK do not think like this, in fact I don't know anyone who does. To find this sort of thing coming from someone apparently Chinese is quite shocking to me; I really would not have expected it.

I am happy that it works out for a some foreigners here but my life as a Kenyan girl living in Helsinki because of marriage with a Finnish man is totally different.If you want to read more about coming and living in Finland because of love, I recommend the book for both man and woman: How to Marry a Finnish Girl, everything you want to know about Finland and the Finns won’t tell you.I lived in Helsinki for 2 years between 2014–2015 because of my last marriage with a Finnish man. We were in a long distance relationship but we wanted to make it work. It was much easier for my ex-husband (let’s call him Mikko, which is not his real name) to have a job in Finland than in Kenya. He also warned me that it would not be easy for me to find a job in Finland, I was ready to give up the relationship because I didn’t want to live on the social benefit of being his wife (I had a nice job in Kenya at that time and wanted to be financially independent). But I loved him and I decided to move to Finland thinking I will be able to find a job if I try hard enough.We got married in Kenya and I received my resident permit based on family ties after 5 months of waiting. In those 5 months, I was learning Finnish, I sent job applications to Finnish companies and NGOs. I didn’t get any reply but I knew it was because I was still in Kenya. When the resident permit came, I quit my job and flew to Helsinki in July 2014.Finnish summer is really nice. The day is very long and weather is good most of the time. The temperature was actually quite similar to what we had back in Kenya in August. Everything was clean, tidy, organized, people on the streets looked happy. In my job back Kenya, I worked with volunteers from all over the world but I had never lived abroad before. I liked Finland for how developed it is, I met Mikko’s family and friends who were really polite and nice to me.I kept on with job hunting and went to language center to learn Finnish (there was not much else I was able to do anyway because money). Mikko finished his summer holiday and went back to work. So I was mostly alone at home. I was trying so hard to adapt to this society for 2 years. And now I will point out some tough aspects.Everything works! You drink water from the tap, it is cleaner than bottled water. Food is expensive and there is not so many options but it is very safe and of good quality. Restaurants are expensive but we also have really expensive ones back in Kenya. Buses, trams, metros and trains are mostly on time! High speed wifi everywhere, you pay with cards everywhere, you get free stuff everywhere: education, library, public hospital, museums even have free entry days. (High level education for people outside EEA countries are not free anymore from 2017)The Finnish weather in winter is actually the easiest one to handle. It was very hard to get up at dark and to go home in dark but you get used to it. I also had to learn to walk in the snow without falling. When it is minus 20 degrees and there is snow storm, it actually hurts when the snow/ice hit your face. But you wear so many layers that falling doesn’t hurt that much and there is heating also in the public transportation which is also usually on time!Finnish language was very hard. Some of my classmates were asylum seekers and they started to work in supermarkets, restaurants or in cleaning jobs, they didn’t need to speak that much Finnish. But I had master’s degree and I wanted to find job that was suitable for my education. Soon I realized that it is almost impossible to learn Finnish to a professional working proficiency as a foreigner even if you try for 5 years.English is spoken everywhere. Even homeless drunken people on the street (really no offence to them). However almost all official documents are still in Finnish or Swedish. Bills, contracts, service pages on internet. But with google translator and my effort in learning Finnish, I was able to manage.Finnish people are nice but it is hard to really become friends with them. Most of Mikko’s friends and their girl friends/wives are Finns. They were really nice to me when we hang out all together. But I didn’t become true friends with any of the girls in that circle. I had coffees with them and invited them to visit our place. But there was always distance because you don’t really talk about very personal stuff with them.Finnish people are very independent, maybe too independent. Back in Kenya, you know your neighbors and you have some friends who are just like your family. Kids on the same street know each other. But in Helsinki, especially in the city, you don’t even know your neighbor's name. You won’t expect any neighbor to knock on your door to borrow salt or watch your kid for an hour and you are not supposed to do so either. Mikko doesn’t even see his family very often. Maybe 3–4 times a year visiting his parents.“Unspoken discrimination” in finding a job. I didn’t need a work permit to work here as I married a Finn. But otherwise as a foreigner who didn’t graduate here, the employer need to prove to the economic office that there is no Finnish person can take this job - they posted the job opportunity for at least 2 weeks and no Finnish people who is qualified applied. Unless you are a programmer or a person who speaks a language that the Finnish company really needs for international sales, otherwise it is very difficult to find job that is equivalent for your education. I changed my last name to Mikko’s just to increase the chance that my CV was read but still not even an interview. My previous experience of working with international volunteers and effort of trying to learn Finnish didn’t seem to be relevant.There was not a good Kenyan community and I don’t know about other nationalities. There are not many Kenyans living in Finland- not even a Kenyan embassy. The nearest one is in Sweden. The Somalian and Nigerian community is much bigger but they are quite closed as well. I felt very lonely all the time because I only had Mikko and no one else close to me in Finland and I was home most of the times.My friends circle is pretty depressing. I became friends mainly with other foreigners from language classes, those girls who came to Finland for love. Many of them are without a job, or working in some NGO without pay. Some of them are still learning Finnish to try to find a job even that they want to go back to their own countries after their divorce. They stay here because they have kids with the Finnish man and the Finnish man wouldn’t let them taking the kids back to their own countries. My friend circle is full of sob stories about failed marriages, struggles fighting for divorce and custody of the kids and on-going job hunting.Marriage with a Finnish man was different than I thought. When we met in Kenya, probably under the African wind, Mikko was very cheerful, happy and warm to me. During the long distance relationship, because both of us were working and don’t get to see each other, we still had the passion and sparks whenever we were on skype. But married life was very different than from a long distance relationship especially because I was jobless and without family and many friends here. Mikko is out of home at least 10 hours a day because of work. He also had his own things like gym, going out with friends and other hobbies so we still don’t spend that much time together because a Finnish husband will not alter his life style for you even if you are lonely. He is very understanding and supportive but you are still supposed to deal with it on your own. In the beginning I was full of hope and the marriage was still fresh. But soon the tough Finnish life took a toll on me. I started to feel depressed and feels I was becoming a different person. I also realized that even though Mikko was such a good listener and always said how much he wanted to make the marriage work, he is just not as expressive as I want him to be when comes to sharing emotions. We were really good together when we were both happy. But under tough times, Finnish men shut down their hearts and mouth, either avoid talking about feelings or just burst out in anger sometimes. It was not the marriage I wanted.The marriage and relationship with a Finnish men is totally a different story. But it ended and I moved back to Kenya in September 2015. My old employer offered me a job and I felt that my life is finally back on track again. I don’t know if I regret the twos of living in Finland. In the end I did like the country and this experience has taught me a lot. But to move to Finland for love without a job, or to move to any other country, I won’t do again. I am very grateful that I didn’t start having children like some of my friends did just because there was nothing for me to do there. Otherwise I might have been still stuck in an unhappy marriage in Helsinki.It is my personal experience living in Helsinki, Finland. I did like the country. And I know that if I were able to find a meaningful job there, it would have been totally different experience. I wish all the foreigners in Helsinki happy and successful life and a lot of strength!