Tuesday, June 20, 2017


Fascinating news from the Kingdom of Absurdistan. First the good thing. Via HLN:

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"Brussels Central Station was evacuated in a hurry this evening after an explosion. According to the federal prosecutor a terror attack took place. One man was shot by troopers on the scene. According to witnesses the man had caused an explosion with a trolley and shouted 'Allahu Akbar'. According to other witnesses wires could be seen protruding from the man's clothing. Whether there was effectively an explosive belt is not clear yet. Federal authorities state that this was a terror attack. According to police everything is under control."

Here's a still from the Belgian/Flemish private broadcaster VLM (Vlaamse Televisie Maatschappij):

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VTM News reports that around 9pm an explosion took place in Brussels Central. According to Eric Vandersypt, federal prosecutor, this is definitely a terror attack. Vandersypt could not confirm whether the suspect was dead. He only mentioned that soldiers nearby 'neutralized him'. More explosions than one were heard, but at least one of them was a controlled explosion by DOVO/SEDEE, a specialized Belgian Army demining unit. There are no civilian casulaties but the chaos was enormous.

Luckily, just a couple of days ago, lest the Belgian muslim community feel excluded, the Belgian King himself, Philippe I, visited a muslim family in Ghent to participate in an iftar ceremony. Via a Flemish gossip magazine, Story:

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King Philippe took a seat at the table of the Benhaddou family in Ghent to share iftar. That is the moment at dusk when a muslim family can break fasting during Ramadan. "This is a lesson for all of us, for society as a whole", said the King. Eating together during iftar means being together and put aside differing opinions, and that's something the King wanted to partipate in for a change. The Benhaddou parents emigrated from Morocco and raised in Ghent six sons and two daughters who all studied. All of them were present to share a meal with Philippe. "Mom and pops have done a fantastic job" the King said admiringly. "I have four, but you have eight, unbelievable. And all of them have magnificent curriculums." Son Khalid is an imam who is fighting radicalization among muslim youths. "The King showing that he wants to meet muslims during ramadan is a very strong signal", he [Khalid, MFBB] said."

King Philippe, never the sharpest knife in the Belgian royalty's drawer, proves here for the umpteenth time that like virtually all the other power players in the upper echelons of Belgian society he has drunk the Kool Aid till all was up and then asked for another fill. After 51 years in this life, and having known Philippe I all this time (at least from the moment I became a sentient subject of the Belgian Monarchy), I have yet to hear the first smart thing coming out of his mouth. It's not that he is evil or decadent, but the man simply has made it a sport to treat Belgians to the grandest collection of senseless bromides - and vent soapy feel good opinions à volonté. Only when international politics are concerned, like e.g. when a Hungarian madman wants to erect borders along Europes soft underbelly or a fake blonde nutjob somewhere in North America is boasting that he will build a Wall or that Farage bloke manages to get enough Brits to vote for a Brexit, does the King's voice assume a more ominous timbre, he forgets for a moment his role as a nice fluffy teddybear, and he has the guts to call aforementioned gentlemen "False Prophets", like he did last year on Belgium's National Holiday, July 21:

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King Philip last year, when he warned against "false prophets" who want to exploit "emotions, rupture lines in our societies, and vulnerabilities" and who "point to easy scapaegoats and thus make the chasm between religions, peoples and ultimately all of us, only deeper". Thank Allah the Belgian King acknowledges the Real Prophet, the Perfect Man! Allahu Akbar!

Never mind that the fantastic job that mom and pops Benhaddou have done was greatly facilitated by the fact that eight kids in Belgium means the family received such a TON in child allowances - paid for by filthy infidels, in particular those in the north - that it was absolutely unneccessary that mom went to work also. Nasty people suggest that Ma Benhaddou wasn't allowed to anyway, and that the only green light she ever got was to lie back, open her legs wide, and think of Rabat, but these are just rumors of sour hatey hate types, prolly Jews. Anyway, in addition to that, families with eight kids don't even have to pay income taxes, so that's a bonus en plus. As for all those fantastic diplomas the Benhaddou offspring has collected, the only one mentioned which is deemed interesting enough is Son Khalid's, who got a Masters in Molecular Biology, whooops, sorry, he's an islamic scholar who, wait for it, specializes in "fighting radicalization among muslim youths"! Just what Belgian industry, starving for IT geeks, experts in nanotechnology, and engineers in automation and micromechanics, was waiting for! As you can see the Belgian taxpayer dough supporting them fertile families certainly pays off!

I don't know if I should laugh my ass off or cry my eyes out. I would opt for the latter, but then it's kind of difficult to wire 8,406.46 EUR to Social Security as I did last week.


PS: in the Benhaddou family, there are already six grandchildren. Must be at least some from the lovely Benhaddou daughter sitting to the right of the King. I wonder what diploma she's got. Quantum physicist? Rocket scientist? Bio-engineer? Questions questions questions...


The culture enricher who, it has since been confirmed officially, is now tasting on 72 raisins, was a certain Oussama Z. Brussels escaped another tragedy allright. The pack or packs carried by Oussama were full of nails, bolts. There's talk of gas bottles too. The two light explosions heard first were the faulty detonation mechanism itself, which failed to ignite the real bomb. One more thing: Oussama Z. was from Molenbeek. Who would have thunk it??

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