Your funeral, boys.
It's a common thing nowadays to see people from my eastern European entourage visiting western Europe and coming back deeply disappointed, with the amount of weird people, migrants, and piss they smell on your streets. But I'm sure the Matriarchic reflexes that have been deeply engraved into you by your modern culture and media will lead you to a brighter future, where streets are ruled by a foreign culture, births are ruled by a foreign genome, and politics are ruled by the religion of peace.
You know, it's psychologically easy to jump on the bandwagon of agreeableness and generosity in your current political environment, because you have the government on your side in this, and the brainwashed social media will give you social credit points for it. It's the absolute feminine path to take in political contexts. But it's profoundly hard and risky to actually take a stand for the future of your nation and do or say what many will deem "immoral".
Although I'm no position to lecture the west on this, because its their land, and its their funeral. For as far as I'm concerned, the western civilization isn't dying. It's already dead. Everything else from this point onwards is just me watching a terminal cancer patient on his deathbed shoving a pack of cigarettes down his throat.