Friday, September 10, 2010

SEPTEMBER 11, 2010.

Today, on September 11, 2010, the Vlaams Belang and the Belgian chapter of Cities Against Islamization will organize a demonstration in Brussels in front of the US Embassy to protest the plans of the closet islamic radical Imam Rauf to build a mosque near Ground Zero. VB fraction leader in the Flemish Parliament Filip Dewinter will personally hand a protest letter to the American ambassador.


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In spite of the many stark warnings about the dangers of islamization on these pages over the past years - as I gradually came to realize the vast, intrinsically evil scope of the politico-religious ideology of islam - I do not believe that in the end, it will really dominate the world.

The story of humanity's journey through the ages is one of a slow but ultimately steady progress. Despite all the bad omens, and the frightening news coming to us from all corners of the world... it is safe to say that never before so many people were so rich or had it so good. True, every now and then disasters strike, affecting the lives of millions of people. Hundreds of millions still live in extreme poverty, with only scant access to food, water, and medical assistance. It is however an inescapable fact that many more have aforementioned items in abundance, whereas this was not the case in, say, 1745, let alone 100, 500 or 15,000 BC, when being miserable was an almost universal condition, and life expectancy a fraction of what it is today. Humanity has through the milennia experienced severe setbacks at worst, and long indeterminate periods of an apparent status quo at best. But at long last, in this time and age, we can say that it has always vanquished the plagues, and continued its upward movement.

This is why I do not doubt for a second that islam is doomed to fail. For islam is too, like the plagues from medieval times, an instrument of destruction and decay, and at some point the majority of humanity which has not yet come to live under islam's dreadful shadow, will see it for what it is and bundle forces to defeat it. And when that day breaks, it will really be a Doomsday for that ugly ideology crafted by an insane, bloodthirsty, paedophile massmurderer named mohammed.

It may be that the price for humanity to realize islam's true nature will be the loss of Magnificent Europe. It may even be, God forbid, that the price will be the loss of the entire western world. These potential losses are facilitated by the existence of a certain heinous, self-hating and perverted breed of "intelligentsia" and their omnipresence in our political, educational and cultural halls of power. The power this vile class wields should never be underestimated, and it should be realized that their dirty work has been going on for decades and thus cannot be undone in a short span of time.

When the VB opposition in Antwerp asked the socialist alderman for education Robert Voorhamme about the degree to which Antwerps public schools had already introduced halal meat in school lunches, his answer boiled down the conclusion that it was a moot point anyway, since so many authochton Antwerpians were already eating meat that came from cattle butchered in a halal manner. In other words, bend over and accept it already. The same shrug-yours-shoulders-and-accept-the-fait-accompli attitude can be overheard time and again not only in talks among politicians, but on the street itself, among the ordinary citizenry. "In twenty years we will all be living under islam". "In fifteen years they are gonna call the shots here". "There's nothing to be done about it anymore."

He who reads history however knows that thoughout the ages, islam's strength has almost always been the weakness of its enemies. Even in periods when islam seemed strong and invincible and did not have the current, very clear disadvantage of being hopelessly retarded technologically, it always needed tremendous manpower resources to defeat far smaller "infidel" contingents. Today, when the Voorhammes of this world want us to believe that islam is here to stay and that we better prepare for a life accentuated no longer by ringing church bells but screaming muezzins, he only believes this himself because his vantage point is that of a worm squirming in the sand, fearfully looking up.

Islam is, in se, far weaker than the grand majority of us realize.


I hear that Terry Jones has postponed, or even cancelled, his plans to burn a Quran.

So let's do it here at DowneastBlog instead.





"The New York Times counted 50 different jumpers in a review of photographs and videotapes. USA TODAY's estimate attempts to include people whose falls were not documented. Nearly all photos were of the north tower's north and east faces, which were more accessible to photographers coming from uptown Manhattan. But witnesses reported that numerous people leapt from the north tower's south and west sides as well.

On the south side, firefighters reported 30 to 40 bodies on the roof of the 22-floor Marriott Hotel, adjacent to the north tower.

On the west side, falling bodies crashed onto the awning covering the circular VIP driveway. The thudding of bodies at this entrance can be heard on a video taken near there by French cameraman Jules Naudet, whose footage was broadcast on CBS on March 11.

On the east side, people plummeted into the plaza, best known for its globe sculpture. Blood covered the glass walls and revolving doors that led to the plaza from the second-floor mezzanine in the north tower. People evacuating the north tower walked by this horrible sight.

"The windows were red ... and bits of bodies were outside. We were stunned and amazed," says Richard Moller, who escaped from the 78th floor.

After the first jet crash, Port Authority police Officer David Lim took an escalator from the lobby of the north tower to the plaza level, one floor above. He saw a disfigured body near a stage where musical groups performed on the plaza. "I said, oh my God! I've got to call this in. 'I've got a DOA on the plaza.' The desk officer said, 'Are you sure he's dead?' As I'm retransmitting, another body falls."

To be sure, some who fell didn't jump. Witnesses say a few people seemed to have stumbled out of broken windows obscured by smoke. But most say those jumping appeared to make a conscious choice to die by falling rather than from smoke, heat or fire."








MFBB.

Wednesday, September 08, 2010

LAST SUMMER PICS.

Hereafter a collection of pics I took during summer. Tank nutter that I am, I start with a not too good photo of a British WWI tank in the, cough, Royal Museum of the Armed Forces and of Military History, Brussels. I have forever had problems with distinguishing between the Marks I and IX, them looking basically all the same: designed to cross trenches. As I swept past it - my mother-in-law might have been waiting for yours truly in the nearby Museum for Egyptology - I failed to have a good look at the identification plaque. I suspect however this is a Mark V because of the unditching beam and the rails on top of the vehicle. In any case, it's a "male" one, since it's main armament consists of two 6-pounder guns. Female landships had four Vickers .303 machineguns for main armament and also weighed about a ton less (typically 28 vs 29 tonnes). If it's a Mark V, power must have been provided by a 19 litres Ricardo petrol engine developing 150HP. You can imagine that with such a weight, speed cannot have been more than a crawl, and indeed, on good, hard, level going top speed was about 5mph.


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In the same museum there's an aeronautics hall, and this is an imho reasonably good pic of a good old Auntie Ju, a Junkers Ju-52, the mainstay of the German Air Transport Arm during World War II.


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Very sturdy planes. IIRC, three still served with the Swiss Air Force in the early eighties. Of course, they come nowhere near the record of the Dakota/C47/DC3, of which there's still even piston versions in use. I write "even piston versions" because the Basler company (Basler Turbo Conversions of Oshkosh, Wisconsin) has developed a successful turboprop variant, the Basler BT-67. It's two Pratt and Whitney turboprops develop 1,624 HP each giving the plane a top speed of 403km/h.


View of the Flemish town of Ronse, from the hills surrounding it in the south, more precisely in a hamlet called Hauts Sarts. This is the border region between Flanders and Wallonia.


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It had been some time since my wife and I visited the famous classical music festival La Nuit Musicale de Beloeil. It is held every year some weekend in August, in the huge park of the Chateau de Beloeil, in southwest Wallonia. Beloeil Castle has been the residence of the Princes of Ligne since the fourteenth century. Here's an aerial view (not my photo - stole it from GlobalView or something):


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But this is a pic of mine. Throughout the evening, they put all kinds of spotlights on the chateau's façade, which makes for spectacular effects.


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Actually, this time round, I wasn't that much impressed by the répertoire. The motto this year was "Nature and composers" and the logo a piano with its wing represented by a tree lead. Jesus H. Christ, wherever you look these days econutters seem to be trying to slap you half dead with green themes. I like it more when La Nuit Musicale focused on the oeuvre of one composer in particular. There were however a few good acts around, most notably the top act which as usual took place on the opposite side (to the chateau) of the large water basin, which is called the Bassin de Neptune. There, the Chamber Orchestra "Ars Viva - Camerata del Monte" and the Clerlande Choir performed fragments from Franz Joseph Haydn's famous Die Schoepfung (The Creation). Indeed, the oratorio The Creation, considered by many to be Haydn's masterpiece, is written to be performed by a large classical orchestra, a four part chorus, and three vocal soloists. The soloists were Jasmine Daoud for soprano, Patrick Kabongo for the tenor, and Charles Dekeyser for bass. I am sorry for the absolutely lousy quality of the following video. Next time I'll try to do more my best, even when Sean Connery in The Rock said that losers always do their best and that winners go home and f*ck the Beauty Queen.





Luckily, the booklet guiding us through the park's performances was accompanied by a CD, which contained amongst others the beautiful Vltava part of Bedrich Smetana's Ma Vlast ('My Fatherland').





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Vltava (German: Die Moldau, which is the river running through Prague) is the best known composition of Ma Vlast, with which Smetana made his fame. Smetana was an early advocate of Czech(oslovakian) independence. He has gotten somewhat forgotten now - most foreign commentators now judging Antonin Dvorak the most famous Czech composer.


Nice view of the town of Lobbes in the Walloon province of Hainaut. Lobbes grew around its abbey, which was for some time, around 1000 AD, of great importance for the Prince-Bishopric of Liège, like medieval Flanders one of the proto-elements of what became Belgium in 1830.


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These are the so-called "Jardins suspendus the Thuin" (the hanging gardens of Thuin), a nice town built on a crest overlooking the Sambre river in central Wallonia.


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At the end of August, we spent an afternoon in the historical village of Aubechies. There's well built replicas of Stone Age, Bronze Age and Iron Age houses there as well as several Roman buildings - a villa, a temple, a hospital. I'm a bit puzzled here. As we went there, there was a demo going on of guys re-enacting Roman legionnaires, more precisely chaps from the 10th Legion "Gemina". On one of the pics their shields sport the inscription "Leg X Gemina Belgae". But to the best of my knowledge, 10th Legion was not permanently garrisoned in Old Belgium. Check out the 10th's history here.


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Anyways, here's a video, again a rather lousy one, of Gemina Belgae's re-enactors. Hold out till the end, you'll see the quite impressive reconstruction of a Gallo-Roman temple or fanum.







Tryout pic which turned out to be relatively good. A shot over a field of the tiny village of Bassilly, western Wallonia. Bassilly is part of a larger municipality named - I kid you not - Silly.


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Well, it's not so bad as the Austrian village of Fucking, isn't it?

And a photo of the ruins of the old Abbey of Aulne, a Cistercian monastery burned by French revolutionary troops at the end of the 18th century. It is beautifully situated in a lush green valley of the Sambre river, central Wallonia.


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Nite.



MFBB.

WATCH AND WEEP.

CBN on the islamization of France.




Pat Condell on the Ground Zero mosque.





MFBB.