Reign of terror
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While I still have to laugh out loud about the witty sex doll mouth of our queen who perfectly imitated the senile Trump, I read that the brand new bride of billionaire Bezos came home with only 26 wedding dresses. While she had 27 with her in Venice. Some people are always unlucky. The lady, who is suspected of the theft, was the only stowaway in the heavily guarded church when the intensely happy couple said their merciless yes to each other. A Roman priest blessed the set on behalf of God and perhaps also put it in incense. Crossing the line? I think so. In his time, Jesus would have thrown them out of the temple on principle.
Well, great news, such a party crasher in that undoubtedly richly decorated church. Maybe she was an asylum seeker on the run. A lonely refugee who sought safe shelter in a house of God. Because you have nothing to fear there from the right-wing predators.
Beautiful fairy tale: a fortune seeker hated by almost the entire world who ends up at the wedding party of one of the richest inhabitants of our planet. She could not have imagined that when she fled a horrible war in her rubber dinghy.
One downside: Jeff's party was sponsored. The exuberant weekend was made possible by Buienradar. And a fancy wedding dress yo-yo. Still a poor SBS program. Too bad.
At the moment that the overjoyed Mrs. Bezos was looking for her dress, our country was groaning under the National Heat Plan and our future prime minister Yesilgöz was a bit overheated. I think that our Dilan with her husband and her faithful four-legged friend had been lying on some scorching hot beach bed for a bit too long, smearing and turning when she heard that Douwe Bob had refused to perform at some Jewish gig on the Amsterdam Zuidas. There were politically charged leaflets there that he did not like. According to Douwe, clear agreements had been made about political and religious expressions. Yarmulkes yes, leaflets no. But the organization of the children's party denies that. Just as the singer was not pushed afterwards, according to them. Bob says that he was. The name 'Douwe Bob' is funny in this case. Just as it is funny that Yesilgöz's dog is called Moos. But that is besides the point.
According to the organization, Bob simply disappeared on his moped to his family afterwards. Bob says that this is a motorcycle. From an image-technical point of view, I understand that. A man with his charisma is not on some electric moped.
But back to that stupid tweet from that incompetent Dilan Yesilgöz, in which she completely mixed up a number of things. Or didn't quite understand them. That's also possible in her case. Isn't she also that tragic weakling of that nareis-on-nareis-on-nareis-statement that turned out to be completely wrong, but which did trip up a cabinet?
Now she had tweeted a bit too quickly. From now on, think first, darling. Even though that is a chore. She has now tried to explain in a video that Douwe is not a Jew hater. You could see from everything that a few old liberals explained to her that she had to make amends to the also not very smart singer, who is invariably called 'The Kwelende Inktlap' by a friend of mine. By the way, it seemed as if Dilan was explaining it to her dog, the party shepherd who also appeared briefly on stage at the last VVD congress. Everything is gradually becoming Sesame Street and Jeugdjournaal level.
Am I afraid of the new, rather scary asylum laws? I am becoming a bit more cautious about handing out my loose alms to homeless newspaper vendors. I want to know first whether they have a residence permit. Otherwise I take them to church. We are both safe there.
I fear that because of the current political reign of terror, I will go to church more and more often. And if the priest asks me one day if I believe again, I will whisper: "No, I am waiting for Yolanthe or Sylvie who might marry a senile billionaire here!"
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