Just a scene in Dublin. Remember, millions more stand poised to cross the Med.
At least they kept the front garden neat and trimmed the grass.
MFBB.
Wednesday, May 03, 2017
Tuesday, May 02, 2017
MAY 2ND, 2017.
On May 2nd, 2011, my father died.
It's been six years already. Six years that have gone by like a whirlwind.
I... sometimes wonder whether my father would approve of the course I have followed since then, whether in business or private. I think he would - with caveats, being the cautious person that he was. And admonitions, for there's certainly some paths taken and decisions made that would upset him a little. Or somewhat more than a little.
This should not be about me however, but about him. It's May 2nd again. Time for some reflection... on the wonderful and utterly decent personality that he was. A man who would never use big words like I do, because he didn't need them to make an impression.
And also, time for appreciation... for what he and my mother, them both being war children and from relatively humble beginnings, managed to do for my siblings and me. Financially, yes, but also, more importantly, morally.
It's been six years.
And it's still hard.
"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me."
~ Psalm 23:4 ~
Rest in peace father. You are not forgotten.
MFBB.
It's been six years already. Six years that have gone by like a whirlwind.
I... sometimes wonder whether my father would approve of the course I have followed since then, whether in business or private. I think he would - with caveats, being the cautious person that he was. And admonitions, for there's certainly some paths taken and decisions made that would upset him a little. Or somewhat more than a little.
This should not be about me however, but about him. It's May 2nd again. Time for some reflection... on the wonderful and utterly decent personality that he was. A man who would never use big words like I do, because he didn't need them to make an impression.
And also, time for appreciation... for what he and my mother, them both being war children and from relatively humble beginnings, managed to do for my siblings and me. Financially, yes, but also, more importantly, morally.
It's been six years.
And it's still hard.
"Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me."
~ Psalm 23:4 ~
Rest in peace father. You are not forgotten.
MFBB.
SCANDAL: HOW NGO's AND FRONTEX DELIBERATELY IMPORT MILLIONS OF AFRICANS IN THE EU.
The following video, per PI-News, makes it crystal clear that FRONTEX, the EU organization "guarding" Europes southern flank, is in effect a ferry service, cooperating in an unholy alliance with NGO's and the human traffickers themselves to sluice millions of Third Worlders across the Med:
These are the names of the NGO's deliberately flooding Europe, besotted by their multiculti neomarxist delusions, with millions of welfare seekers: MOAS, Jugend Rettet, Stichting Bootvluchting, Médecins Sans Frontières (Doctors Without Borders), Save the Children, Proactiva Open Arms, Sea-Watch.org, Sea-Eye und Life Boat.
For over two decades, I donated to Doctors Without Borders (in retrospect, what's in a name?). To be sure, I'm still convinced they did - and might still do - a lot of good work.
But I cannot donate in good conscience to an organization that's actively involved in killing the Europe as we know it. Africa's problems, and the muslim world's problems, have to be solved in Africa; have to be solved in the muslim world. If that does not happen, shipping in millions of Third Worlders from these regions merely boils down to importing the mechanisms that led to their sorry state unaltered onto the streets of Europe.
I want my children, and, hopefully, their offspring, to have a future.
So I just wrote them that I stopped my donations, like, NOW. They will go to the Father Damian Organization instead.
MFBB.
These are the names of the NGO's deliberately flooding Europe, besotted by their multiculti neomarxist delusions, with millions of welfare seekers: MOAS, Jugend Rettet, Stichting Bootvluchting, Médecins Sans Frontières (Doctors Without Borders), Save the Children, Proactiva Open Arms, Sea-Watch.org, Sea-Eye und Life Boat.
For over two decades, I donated to Doctors Without Borders (in retrospect, what's in a name?). To be sure, I'm still convinced they did - and might still do - a lot of good work.
But I cannot donate in good conscience to an organization that's actively involved in killing the Europe as we know it. Africa's problems, and the muslim world's problems, have to be solved in Africa; have to be solved in the muslim world. If that does not happen, shipping in millions of Third Worlders from these regions merely boils down to importing the mechanisms that led to their sorry state unaltered onto the streets of Europe.
I want my children, and, hopefully, their offspring, to have a future.
So I just wrote them that I stopped my donations, like, NOW. They will go to the Father Damian Organization instead.
MFBB.
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