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In this blog, I will describe the situation I unwontedly found myself in. I had the idea my life was great, and our relationship even greater. Of course, this is a tale told by me, from my point of view. I do not possess all the information, for the other party, as it turns out, has been lying for a long time, and does not want to give any further clarification whatsoever. But I will try to stick to the facts as closely as I can, and I will keep it as concise as possible.
Elke travels to Bulgaria where I own a house. We set out on a trip with my motorcycle to Greece, where we have a fun and loving time on the wonderful beaches. She seems absent from time to time, but I know she has some worries, so this does not really alert me. Later I find out she started texting and mailing that same month with a coworker in a rather sexual way, probably even when we were laying together on the beach.
Elke goes on holiday with her best friend to Mallorca, together with their kids. It is rather a messy holiday. Her best friend pretended she would do all the arrangements for their stay in a rented apartment, but the apartment turns out to be very dirty and rather empty. No cooking utensils, no sheets on the beds, and not a place to make someone very happy. Elke is upset, but this does not bother the relationship with her best friend who said everything would be alright for their arrival. Even after their arrival the owner demanded a higher rent than agreed before.
I did not want to join them because I did not have much faith in the organisational talent of her friend, and did not want to spend 10 days in an apartment with her best friends’ spoiled kids. My gut feeling turned out to be right.
I send money to Elke so she could rent a car, she was low on money, and so she and her 3 kids could at least make trips around the island without being stuck to this shabby place they rent.
That same month I start to ask questions if she is seeing someone else, which she vehemently denies. “Why would I do that? I love you, there is no one else!” Somehow I feel she is cheating even before she actually did it. Or has she been cheating on me before?
I spend the whole of that month at home. Elke daily goes to work. Without any direct indication I can feel our relationship is at a low. There is much love, there is much caring, but we don’t make love often and some things untold hang in the air without me being able to put my finger on it.
I now regularly ask her if there is someone else, but she keeps strongly denying it.
Despite this nagging feeling I secretly go to a goldsmith and order a unique and expensive handmade engagement ring to surprise her with a marriage proposal at Christmas. We have been together since 8 years, and I love her to death. I want her to be my wife and to share whatever I have with her for the rest of my days.
This month it is Elke’s 43rd Birthday. I can’t be with her that day because I have a series of sailing courses in Croatia during almost a month. So I set up a challenge for her to deserve her Birthday presents. I send her 1500€ and she had to comply with a number of tasks to receive the presents. She got 12 hours to shop, and she had to buy a dress for minimum this amount, a handbag for this minimum amount, a pair of shoes, lingerie, a sex toy, etc.. By evening she had to send me pictures of all the items she bought, including photos when she is wearing or using them in the case of the sex toy. She looks happy and elated, and so I feel happy despite feeling sad not being able to be present for her Birthday.
Every day, whenever the circumstances allow me because of sailing and WiFi availability, we talk to each other via video on our smartphones. At the end of the month she seems very absent when we talk, and when I tell her of an accident where I lost consciousness after a fall in the boat she is not even interested, she is not listening or does not want to. She just changes subjects. I strongly feel something is wrong. When this happens four days in a row I ask her again if she is seeing someone else. She strongly denies again, but tells me in tears she doesn’t know for sure anymore about our relationship.
I interrupt my sailing course the same evening and drive back home to Belgium. 1400kms without rest, I just had a day of sailing in gale winds of 80kms/hour, and was awake since 5 o’clock in the morning. I arrive in Belgium at my mother’s place around 11 o’clock the next day. I am heartbroken, upset, scared, and do not know what is happening.
In the evening I go to our house, but Elke is gone to the movies with her friends, including her best friend. I find her iPad on the table, and open it. There I can read all her messages and her mail. I feel very bad about it but the urge is stronger than my sense of privacy. Strange things are happening, and I suspect her of lying. She does not seem to want to tell me more, so I have to find out for myself.
First I find mails of more than a month old where she tells others she broke off her relationship. I guess she just forgot to tell someone, but that might have been a small overlooked fact. Then I read a mail where she describes her peculiar view on the differences between salsa and kizomba dancing. I was totally unaware she was dancing any other style but salsa, she had been doing salsa for 20 years. And she always maintained she only danced salsa. I did not even know what kizomba was, but I got a clear picture of her motivation to dance it when I read the following: “With salsa there are forbidden areas. Kizomba is completely different because there is full body contact, and all body areas are allowed” (sic). I was deeply shocked to read this. This could not have been written by a mother of three kids at the age of 43???
I read the messages her best friend Britt sent her. The choice of Elke for Britt as best friend reflects the way Elke thinks about herself. People attract others that reflect the way they feel themselves. Britt is of the principle that if your life and relationship sucks, you have to party. If you still feel like shit, it means you have not partied (or fucked) enough. She urges Elke to strongly deny her affair, it would be better if I don’t find out. But there is more disturbing communication: “Why, you haven’t still dumped this guy???” And “Shit, he’s not going to come home early and spoil our weekend party?!?” That is how my woman’s best friend is talking about me, and Elke just agrees. Kind out of respect for the man who has been loving and caring for her during 8 years I guess? The year before I paid a complete holiday, including airline tickets, for Britt and her daughter because she was caught in a messy divorce and needed some rest. This was her way to pay back the respect.
My head started reeling when I found the mails she and her lover exchanged. They were far from romantic, just purely sexual. About what underwear to wear for their next meeting, where to meet over their break at noon , etc.. So now I knew she had been lying to me. Many times over. Apparently their sex party started just a day after she happily went spending my money for her Birthday gifts I gave her with so much love. I guess the new lingerie set she got from me really turned the guy on.
I laid myself to rest on the couch in our house, the same couch – which is mine – she screwed in with her lover, and waited for her to return from the movies. When she finally came in she was shocked to see me, she had not expected me home as I hadn’t told her I would be home so soon.
I stayed calm, and asked her again if she was seeing someone. She denied again and again, but after I confronted her with the facts she admitted there had been someone, while maintaining she technically did not lie because her lover broke off with her two days ago. Turns out he did not want to share her with me, at least that is what she told me then.
The next day she comes down from the bathroom in panic. She has hurtful blisters all over her genital area. So off she goes to the doctor who confirms she has been infected with genital herpes. A sexually transmitted disease that is incurable, and severely contagious. Even the use of condoms only diminishes the chance of infection by barely 30%. Medicines are ineffective. Infection can also happen by sharing the same towel, and in the worst case even if she just went to the bathroom, touched herself and forgot to wash her hands. So her children are not completely safe from this repulsive disease. Sheer terror in her eyes. Symptoms usually appear 10 days after the contamination, which corresponds with her sexual escapades. Her loverboy Jo R., Mr. Sleepy Potatohead, has left her a nice little present. He maintains he was not aware he had it, nevertheless it was the greatest way for him to tie her to himself. Ashamed and too proud to tell it to an eventual new guy she might fancy, heavily contagious even with the use of preservatives, she is now stuck with him for sex. At least until she meets another man who is also infected, but people do not tend to advertise such details.
At least, that is when I assume she wants to stay honest with possible victims. There are laws with imprisonment for those who knowingly infect an unaware partner. Barely two weeks after her genital herpes outbreak she came up with the concocted story that 80% of the world population is already infected by the virus, so this gave me some doubts about her willingness to confront her behaviour and the according self-inflicted effects.
Even then I tell her I am prepared to talk and to save our relationship. The genital herpes does not really deter me, but I cannot discard it easily either.
Communication seems possible between us, but I know all the time she is lying and deceiving. I know some things I haven’t told her, and these do not correspond with what she maintains is the truth. She denies dancing kizomba, but later she admits it just ‘happens’ sometimes at salsa parties because everybody who’s dancing salsa also dances kizomba. Which is definitely untrue, while some couples even don’t want their partners to dance salsa with others, kizomba is way out of line for the majority of the salsa-dancers if performed with others. When I tell her I know she subscribed to Kizomba classes in the summer of 2014, two years previously, while she always told me she went to salsa classes, she first pretends she forgot all about that and later on she tries to fool me that those 10 classes were so low-level it was too unimportant to mention. I get online into the subject and find out renown kizomba teachers describe the dance as a very sensual, intimate dance, preferably to be performed with your partner or someone you really like and trust.
In the past three years I was not welcome to join her whenever she went out. She always accused me of wanting to control her. A bit confusing when you know I was often gone abroad traveling alone because she did not have the time to come along, often I was gone 4 and even 6 weeks without interruption, so being a ‘controlling’ partner is not the first thing that comes to my mind. Strange but true, despite my deeply hurt feelings I let her go out alone all those years and refrained from joining her. In hindsight I wonder what was happening when she ‘went out’ during all those years? I trusted her, but every pore in my skin tells me now I had absolutely no reason to trust her these past three years. Was it just Kizomba? Or was Kizomba just the foreplay to get men heated up for her?
The kids are home on a Wednesday afternoon, and Elke allows me to spend the afternoon with the kids because she has to work. Strange, because in the past years she always took a day off whenever the kids were home, but things apparently changed. I play boardgames with the two boys and girl, and we have fun. During a lull in our funtime I notice the iPad again, and I cannot help myself to check it out for the second time. She gave me her password in the past, she never made a secret of it, and I copy all the relevant passages I can find from her messages.
I find out she is now going out every night of the week, hardly sleeping a few hours before going to work again. She leaves her three kids alone at night in front of the TV and barely spends one hour every evening at home after work. Very strange, she always pretended in the past years she needed at least 8 hours sleep to be fresh in the morning, and now she seems to maintain this killing rhythm of partying and going out during extended periods of time, while keeping up with the demands of her responsible job.
I read an exchange of messages between her and a nude photographer. The guy is not bad as an artist, but he is way in his sixties, including big fat belly and a bald head. She begged him if he wanted to shoot her. He agreed on the condition she joins him in his car dressed only in high heels and long coat, with nothing underneath. She does not contest but is very happy he wants to makes nude pictures of her, after he reassured her it will be ‘nicely warm’ in his car.
Feeling sorry for her difficult financial situation I gave her 500€ to allow her to buy new furniture. Most of the furniture was mine and would be taken away as soon as I find a new house to live in (meanwhile I spend my nights from couch to couch at friends’ places). But via her mails I found out she spent a fortune that month on useless stuff. Instead of providing a bed for her eldest son, a table, a sofa and chairs to sit on for her kids, she bought a new Sonos wireless speaker for 540€. Then a new coat where the previous month she got a new one for her Birthday. And.. ten (10!) different cosplay outfits of the sexual kind, including themes like ‘cleaning maid’, ‘latex nurse set’, and nipple clamps… Not really a sexual fantasy I was made aware of in the past 8 years. And yes, we were very open, we did things most other couples never did including sexual orgies. But always together, or so I assumed until then.
She asks me about the loan of 10.000€ I promised her to renovate the roof of her house. I tell her it will not possible to give her that money anymore due to the strongly changed circumstances, and she lashes at me that she had expected no less from me, that I promised it to her and that I was a big liar. I just replied she had no lessons to teach me about lying and keeping promises, but she kept on ranting about how unreliable I was…
It should have become clear to me she was playing games with me and my feelings. But I was too blind. I got completely out of balance by her messages she regularly sent me. She kicked and pulled my heart, and I got very confused, to say the least. One day she sent me the message “I am so scared to loose you. I don’t want you to disappear from my life”, then later “Leave me alone!”. And later again “I am so afraid that, when you will be in balance again, you will not see me anymore”, followed by a kind “fuck off” again. And then “No one ever loved me so much as you do in whole of my life, not even my parents. I am so scared to loose you”. And then she pushed me away again.
Yes, we had some talks a few times, but this feeling of being deceived and lied to all the time lingers in my head. I do not know what game she is playing nor why, but it surely hurts. I feel bad for her and am worried about her mental state.
I open a new Facebook account. I haven’t been on Facebook for years. While at the therapist – oh yes, I badly needed a therapist to regain my senses because I felt like dying and all my self esteem was gone – I get messages via my phone. Once outside I open them. Elke accuses me of having hacked her Facebook account and having chatted with a friend of her via messenger. I first don’t really understand what is happening, but when she sends me a copy from a part of the conversation made in her name I am shocked. The things told can only be written by someone with total knowledge of my mails and chats between me and my friends, with total knowledge of the mails and chats between Elke and me, and with total knowledge of the mails and messages Elke exchanged with her contacts. This means my stuff was also compromised, and I drive to my friend’s home where I stay with disregard of the speed limits.
Once there I cannot access my Facebook account any more. A bit later Elke lets me know her account is blocked too. But she bitterly accuses me of having hacked her account and having made the despicable chat in her name. Whatever rational explanation I try to give her to make her see I could impossibly have the knowledge to break into her account from an outside browser, including the avoidance of the check code for access to her account being sent to her smartphone, she does not believe me.
Elke started an on/off relationship with her genital herpes-donor Jo, Mr. Sleepy Potato-head as I call him, as he just looks as I describe him. She maintains she does not love him and does not have any feelings for him whatsoever, but she needs a hug from time to time. And according to her the sex is just something that comes with that, nothing more. And she says she can dump him any time as he means absolutely nothing to her. So she has an on/off relationship with him while the guy clearly wants to keep her near. One day she tells me that she broke off with the guy, the next week she goes back to him. She wrote me once “I have no contact with that man anymore”, quite derogatory if you ask me, while a few days later they’re all set to mutually scratch their herpes blisters again.
Elke maintains she has no mental problems. “Yes”, she said, “I have some problems but nothing I can’t fix myself” I paid a 4-day therapeutic course for her for 650€, of which she said she will do it with an open mind, but later it turns out she only went to 2 of the 4 days it took place.
My worries grow as I am confronted with a woman I do not recognise any more. She has lost lumps of hair leaving bald spots on her skull, she looks pale and grey and very tired, the kids cry when they see me and ask me not to leave them because mama is so absent even when home.
Then I got alarmed by a message of a friend of her. “I am so worried. I think Elke is using heavy medicines or drugs”. That makes me panic. I contact the drug centre by phone and have many talks with them explaining all the symptoms I observed. A running nose since months which she blames on an ‘allergy’. Pale and tired face. Dark rimmed eyes. Total irresponsible behaviour towards the minor kids by leaving them every evening and night alone at home while she goes out. Continuous lying. A sex drive without any consideration, degrading for herself, with SM-style contacts with a man who looks like a vagrant, and setting up a meeting with an almost-70 year old man to sit naked in his car. Engaging in SM-style sex without any prior indication this was her fantasy. Lack of sleep during extended periods of time. Eczema around the eyes. Irrational behaviour. Continuous talk about her lack of money. Paranoia, she is scared shitless of me and I cannot understand why, I try to be as understanding and reconciliatory as I can. Periods of total apathy and complete lack of empathy, even her kids complain about this. Depressive moods. Hair loss in big lumps, leaving bald spots on her skull which she hides with hair extensions now. Eczema around the eyes. Etc.. The worst part was she refused, until today, to give any explanation for her behaviour. So it is not astonishing I tried to find the reason for her totally incomprehensible behaviour myself. The drug centre assured me this could only be caused by drug abuse, probably cocaïne. My therapist told me it was very probable she was abusing. And this therapist told me she hoped in a way her behaviour was caused by drugs, for that would be a well-defined thing to cure, however hard it would be. But if all this was caused not by drugs, she said, then she was in very deep trouble, because her erratic and destructive behaviour was far out from normal human behaviour, even when in a depression or mental trouble. She told me she had never seen nor heard, in all of her long career, a couple breaking up this way.
All contact has been broken. The drug lab of the university has returned the tests they did for drug abuse. Negative. She did all the things she did while ‘completely in possession’ of her senses. This really blew me away, and made me realise I had to keep away from this woman as far as I could. She is an unguided projectile, and completely destructive for herself and her environment, without any consideration nor remorse. She can only destroy the people that love her, she is very bad news for them. She could change, be helped, but for that she would need to acknowledge she is in trouble and needs help. But no chance this is going to happen in the near future.
More disturbing news when I hear the stories her exes tell me. She apparently has a repeated history of dumping her loves without any prior notice, while these men were fully convinced she truly loved them and no cloud was in sight over their relationship. Every time she dumped them for some other guy who happened to pass along, with absolutely no explanation nor any prior warning, while insisting to remain friends after the breakup, as she exactly did with me. As if she wants to try out new things while feeling the safety of the former partner behind her if things would go wrong. It seems like she turns to wherever the wind blows as soon as she gets bored. Holding on to the former relationship with lies and deceit, while looking around to try out something new.
But apparently she is still busy destroying her life and the life of others, creating complete chaos around her. Since some time my mails and website get hacked. Over and over again. Last night, last week, the week before that, etc… It does not matter if I change passwords. It does not matter if I make up a new mail address with absolutely no reference to my name. After some time it is found out and hacked again. I am specifically targeted. Why?
The only possible explanation is that someone around her tries to control her. She continues to lie and deceive, just as she did with me, just as she did – as I later found out – with all her previous relationships. She makes promises she knows she will never keep, just to make people happy. But this person knows this and wants to get some grip on her. He is also worried because she still is thinking about me, she cannot let me go in her heart and mind, and she keeps talking about me, be it in a probably negative way. This unsettles this person, he wants her for himself as badly he did the first time he met her. And he succeeded in making us fight in the past by hacking our Facebook and chatting in her name, making her believe it was me who did it and so forfeiting any chance of making it up again between us. So why wouldn’t it work now? As a bonus the hacking would give him the advantage to be notified whenever we communicate between each other, that would keep him on top of things. Could he do it? Yes, he is a professional IT man. He works for Digipolis, and owns besides his regular job an IT-company. If he does not have the knowledge how to hack Facebook and avoid the sms-code check, he is very close to the source. He knows the people who can do it for him or teach him how to do it.
I am happy. I have my life back. For some time I thought – very naive – that I could help her. That our love could surpass all our problems and that we could be together again after some very hard work. But relationships need two souls who think alike, they have to go for the same goal. She went astray, an unguided projectile set to self-destruct. Taking others with her in chaos and destruction.
She seemingly had a dream she wanted to pursuit at all cost. It was not hell she dreamed about. But hell she got, of her own making. Despite the fact I never wished this for her, and wish her all the love and happiness in the world. She is a person, and does not deserve the punishments she inflicts upon herself. Nor do her kids and the people who love her deserve the chaos she drags them in. No person in his/her right mind would have behaved the way she did. Some good talks and honest communication before all these inexplicable things happened would have been sufficient to stop our 8-year old relationship. But she is beyond help from me. So I cannot care any more, as much as it did hurt before I came to this final conclusion, and as much as I worry about her children growing up with very crooked values and a not very enlightening example. Sorry.
And she, she badly needs psychological help, but she avoids every confrontation with herself for she thinks she deserves all the pain in the world. She pampers her pain and the thought of parting with this pain scares her to death. Besides, she thinks she’s not worth it, in her eyes she isn’t worth anything for all that matters. Sad, but again, I cannot help, so I stopped caring. Trying to be happy again takes all my energy, and surely one day there will be someone worthy that will cross my path.
Meanwhile, these infringements of my privacy have to stop. Someone is breaking into my accounts. Day after day, week after week, month after month without interruption. It is illegal, it is childish, and while I don’t care her stubbornly blaming me for the hacking (if it was not for the hacking I know now she would have made up any other excuse to ease her mind for heaving treated me the way she did), I don’t want to have to do anything with her or her chaos any more.
If your way of life has become lying and cheating, you end up being surrounded by people who are adepts in lying and cheating. Because that is who you attract and deserve. So don’t be surprised to find out they will never tell you the truth and deceive you throughout. Make you believe what they want you to believe, manipulate you in their schemes for their own purpose, and feed you whatever they think they need to give you to keep you appeased. Caught in a web of lies and deceit, where no one is the one he/she pretends to be. This is your life now Elke, and this is what you created. No one can help you but you.
I know this blog might expose me to possible judicial prosecution. It could be welcome. All the copies of her messages, her medical condition, her mental condition, the child neglect, the theft of my personal stuff by putting them on sale on second hand websites by her, her moral attitude, her sexual deviances, the manipulations and machinations, the truth on the hacking of my Facebook page, the repeated hacking of my email, the hacking of my website, everything would be put out in the open for the public to know. It would for sure not be the way I prefer. I just want this repeated breaching of my privacy to end, and to be left in peace to enjoy my life. Not the way I dreamed about a year ago my life would be, but looking forward to a more beautiful life than I ever could have had with someone who apparently has no moral values at all.
If she wants to come to terms, and give me back my life and privacy, I am open to reach an agreement. I know you are reading this Elke, so just tell me what you propose to end this. This hacking definitely has to stop, and until then, I will fight back any way I can and this blog will remain online.
Keep on loving ❤️
p.s.: My website http://www.yannbastiaans.be has been hacked, infected with viruses, messed with, and is now completely unaccessible as of 24 feb 2017
p.s.2: many people ask me why I don’t file a complaint about the hacking with the police. Well, I do not trust the police. Not the police here in Bulgaria, and surely not the police in Belgium. About two years ago a very close relative of Elke came home and his house had been raided by the police. His then-wife contacted the police because she found some very disturbing nude pictures of their minor daughters on his computer, they were focused on the genital areas. The police took all hardware with them. He panicked and told Elke that indeed those pictures were present on his harddisk, and admitted he swapped those pictures with some ‘friends’ over the world. After a few weeks the police returned the computers, they found nothing… He is an engineer by education, is constantly into computers and technology, so of course these files were heavily encrypted and shielded for prying eyes. But this is the quality of the Belgian police forces, even if they boast having a cyber crimes unit. No police, no thanks. Just a waste of my time.
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I am sad. I am angry. What to say? The problem is not that I have nothing to write, the problem is I find it hard to organize my thoughts right now, while all kinds of emotions roll trough me. Mostly sadness and anger.
I was shocked when the Paris attacks took place, I am baffled every time a terrorist bomb goes off somewhere in the world. Let’s not be hypocrite, Arab countries are bombed on a daily basis by so-called ‘believers’, and thus are muslims the biggest victims of those who believe of themselves they represent Allah’s will.
But now these bombings came dangerously close. Close to my family, close to my friends, close to the people I love. In that way maybe I am a hypocrite too, for my sadness and anger never were as big as now after the Brussels bombings. It truly shattered my dream of a loving and peaceful society, my belief in an utopia where everybody would living along and help each other. Where the strong would help the weak, the rich would help the poor. Not that I am against a certain measure of inequality, the chance to become prosperous is an incentive for people to work harder and become successful, but there are limits. My libertarian conviction says everybody should be free, but one’s freedom ends when it might infringe the basic rights of another being.
Meanwhile, in Belgium, politicians are falling over each other, a true stampede got started to race from one homage to the victims to the next one. It is so important for them to show they care. But what they effectively did in the past decades belies their true motivation. Where were they when it became clear there would be problems in the future for our community?
The media also have a big responsibility in this. Just like society in general, everything needed to become ‘ready for consumption’. Research journalism is on the brink of death. Better to bring shocking stories without much investigative effort, and bombard the public with little facts. The more shocking the better. But spending money to really investigate and find out crooked facts is too much asked for our media.
Under pressure of the public more and more facts come to the surface. It seems the bombings might have been stopped in time. Mistake upon mistake has been amassed. Missed opportunities to arrest the terrorists, miscommunication, bad management, incompetence, laziness, protection of own interests, etcetera.. By the people that swore they would protect us if we gave them our vote.
It would be too easy to blame the security forces. The are vastly understaffed, and enormously underfunded. Responsible jobs were given to candidates with the most political support, to the ones that would comply without much fuss with funding cuts, to the ones that would execute the will of their political masters without a second thought. Not to the ones with the most competences and best suited for the job.
Philippe Moureaux, former mayor of Molenbeek during 20 years (he has been seating in the city council for 40 years) made a string of declarations in the past days and weeks. He declared that the ‘incarceration in prison of Salah Abdeslam (the terrorist from Paris that got caught but who grew up in Molenbeek) was the reason of his radicalization’. He declared Salah Abdeslam was a harmless ‘amateur’. After the Paris bombings the minister for Security and Internal Affairs Jan Jambon declared he would ‘clean Molenbeek of all extremist elements’. Mr. Moureaux accused Mr. Jambon of being a ‘nazi’. Today Mr. Moureaux gave a press conference where he admitted ‘he might have been too cautious regarding the social mix’ in his former city. It seems to me it is the exact opposite. But these are a politicians’ words, often meaning the exact opposite of what is said.
A school principal was recently suspended because he failed to notify the authorities soon enough about the radicalization of one of his students, notably Bilal Hadfi who blew up himself later on in Paris. The police of the city of Mechelen, a stone’s throw away from Brussels, received information that could have led the security forces to the hiding place of Salah Abdeslam in december 2015. Police officers declared the chief of police withheld that information and did not inform the national authorities. Today on a press conference the chief of police of Mechelen declared that mistakes have been made, but that it was a lower echelon that made the mistake and not him. Whenever in the past there was a city to blame, the mayor of Mechelen, Bart Somers, did not refrain to point out his management of his city should be an example for all Belgian cities. Right now Mr. Somers stays mute, and his political appointee in function as chief of police tries to assure us he has no responsibility for this fuck-up. In contrast nobody in this case will be suspended, the Brussels school principal didn’t do his job, but our politicians did.
Belgium has become the laughingstock of the world, it is clear from the outside the political system is rotten and corrupt. Politicians have failed to tackle the problems that not only soothsayers could discern in the future, they have made cuts after cuts in our judicial and security force while raising the taxes and their own salaries. Politicians were more busy with appointing their family, relatives and their political supporters, with taxing people, going for the fast and quick gains by imposing tax after tax on the population, and with assuring their financial future by concocting secret tax rulings – against the laws of equal rights – to exempt multinationals and the wealthy from taxes, so they could look forward to a nice job in the board of directors of some big company. Luc Coene, the former director of the Belgian National Bank, recently literally stated that “the average Belgian was not hurt yet by the tax level in Belgium, so there was no taboo on imposing more taxes”. Nice statement in a country that groans under the highest tax level in the whole world. I suppose he sees his own upper class of the wealthy as being ‘average’, and of course there will never be any pain for them at whatever level the lower people are taxed.
If you, politicians, want to make a real homage to the victims of the bombings, step down, disband the parliament, form a temporary government of competent technocrats to bridge the transition, and let the people – assisted by unbiassed intellectuals – write a new constitution and legislation for our country. With no place for corruption, where politicians would be held accountable for their promises and decisions, and where love, peace, freedom and equality would be the basis for the new legislation. And where the new legislation would not merely be the protection of past rights and the legalization of the feudal system for the 1 percent. Meanwhile you will be persecuted for the many decades of your lies, your mistakes, your incompetence, your nepotism, your money-making schemes, in short: because of your failing to protect and serve the people as you pledged to do.
We need a revolution. Bloodless, peaceful, but a complete change.
And for you terrorist believers in that god you call Allah but where other believers in Him strongly disagree, I have bad news: you lose. And there are no virgins left in heaven, only a hell to burn in eternity.
Love ❤️, yann.
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The Belgian government has been warned by the European Council that Belgium might end up, as first ever country in the European Union, under stricter financial control by the European authorities. Not even Greece nor Portugal have yet fallen under this procedure, so this should rightly be a great honor for Belgium. If the current situation stays unchanged the structural effort to ease the already huge deficit in Belgium would remain at 0.5 pct. in 2015 and 2016, while Europe demands a structural effort of at least 1.2 pct. The total amount of the Belgian State deficit is around 106 pct. of the annual Gross Domestic Product (GDP).
Right at this moment the Belgian government is in conclave about alleviating the deficit, but it has not yet taken the first hurdle, since it has been quarreling for a full week about the amount needed to be saved by expense cuts and/or tax raises. Some political parties say they only need to find 1.2 billion euro, some claim it is closer to 2.2 billion, and others suggest it might be more.
The tax burden on Belgian citizens is the highest in the world, higher than in the Scandinavian countries which are known for their high taxes, but unfortunately the benefits for the Belgian population are meagre in comparison to those Scandinavian countries. One could expect higher taxes would yield higher benefits, but one look at the Belgian road system, at the funding of education, at the level of support for the elderly, at the crumbling system of health care, at the mess in the energy supply (Belgians pay way more for energy than the neighboring countries while green energy is sparse) will convince every observer of the bankruptcy of the system. One might ask what is done with all that money taken from its citizens?
More and more Belgians are leaving the country, just like I did, and logically the first ones to leave are those able to leave easily. Those are young graduates, highly educated citizens, retired people, and the ones who can afford it. Exactly those needed most by a country to keep its economy running at full speed. In 2013 the exodus of Belgian nationals exceeded the return of nationals to the country, for the first time in modern history since World War 2. But not the richest ones, not the one percent, they are eager to join Belgium whatever their nationality. They manage to arrange secret deals with politicians and tax authorities, called ‘rulings’, which greatly exempt them from taxes for fear they would flee the country. Just like the biggest companies – often multinationals – have secret rulings with the Belgian tax authorities. It is estimated that the total amount of money not earned by those rulings with the top 80 companies (but there are more with rulings) amounts to 16 billion euros each year. The total tax income generated by all companies in Belgium is no more than 14 billion euros. So more money is exempted than earned in this country.
(It is a misconception to think that the one percent generate labor, and thus income for the masses. The usual logic is that rich people spend more, but in reality this spending is not unlimited. Do people that are 100 times richer than average own one hundred cars? Do they wear one hundred times more trousers than average? Do they eat a hundred times more than the average person? The drama of nowadays is that capital is not generating labor (and thus income for the masses) any more, but capital yields much more capital by not investing it in labor by building new factories or setting up new businesses. Thomas Piketty, a renown French professor (math and economics) who worked at MIT in Massachussets, clearly explains this fenomenon in his book “Capital in the Twenty-First Century” in which he describes the growing economic inequality in the world. The book was a bestseller, especially amongst politicians. For his work Mr. Piketty was offered the highest French order, the ‘Légion d’Honneur’ in january 2015, but he rejected it because “it is not the government’s role to decide who is honourable”. A nice short video to watch is a TED Talks-presentation by Nick Hanauer, a billionaire himself, about job creation and economic inequality: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bBx2Y5HhplI)
So now Belgium, as many other Western countries, is on the brink of some pitchfork uprising of the masses. The people cannot take it any more. It is not about creating a communist society, a capitalistic system needs richer people and middel class people to function, but within limits. Added to this is an always present corruption at the highest political levels. Politicians ‘serve’ in one or another government, in Belgium they have a panoply of governments to choose from. Six, to be exact. Six independent governments with each their own powers and administrations, serving a total population 11.2 million people (2013). A bit bigger than New York’s population of 8.5 million in 2014, which is served by ONE city council… And let’s not forget the added opportunity for Belgian politicians to ‘retire’ to a highly paid job as member of the European Parliament.
The corrupt system is sustained by the omni-present nepotism in Belgian politics. Many parliamentarians are sons, daughters or close family members of former high-level politicians, and often public tenders are given to family members. Political functions are commonly cumulated with representative functions and honorary functions in the private sector, like a seat on the board of directors of a multinational, which demands a once-a-year presence but a rich remuneration, and consequential conflicts of interest. Belgian politicians are equally eager to please foreign powers, for that might be their ticket to a powerful job after the expiration of their political career. The USA is a very rewarding country to please, it might yield a powerful job as secretary-general of NATO. There is also the example of former prime minister Yves Leterme whose removal from Belgian politics looked more like an escape, just to end up as deputy secretary-general of OECD in Paris, to hop over a few years later to the job of secretary-general of International IDEA (International Institute for Democracy and Electoral Assistance) in Stockholm, Sweden. Not bad for a politician who has almost literally been thrown out by the population!
A different problem is the current state of affairs concerning immigrants in Belgium. Due to decades of negligence and short-term electoral advantages politicians neglected the influx of illegal immigrants, and forebore to provide the legally present minorities with enough chances to integrate in Belgian society by providing jobs and by encouraging them to integrate. Brussels is rightly looked upon as the terrorist capital of the world. The most wanted terrorist in Europe, Mr. Salah Abdeslam, managed to hide out for Belgian security forces during more than four months hiding less than 300 meters from his parental home, while a part of the neighborhood was aware of his presence. This is the result of an alienated and even hostile generation of descendants of immigrants, mixed up with new extremist elements that managed to take a leisurely stroll inside the European capital under the radar of underpaid and understaffed security forces.
The threat by extremists in Belgium, evidenced by the dual bomb attacks in Brussels today 22nd March 2016, is a welcome distraction for Belgian politicians. The death toll, the sustained threat, the fears instilled by it in the hearts of the citizens, all these elements enable the politicians to hide their corruption and mismanagement in the past decades that led to this now. And to continue to pretend they are there to save us, and our salvation lies in their hands so we must trust them.
But it is time for Belgian citizens to ask serious questions. Where is all our money going? Why is the yield on these outrageous taxes so low in comparison to other countries? Why is the Belgian government – or better: the Belgian governmentS – not able to protect its citizens with a normal degree of respect of privacy and liberty? Why is it deemed normal that families rule Belgian politics? Why is it an established Belgian political culture to ‘promote’ politicians towards high-power or highly remunerated private functions outside their political career? Why is there a dual system of taxes that is kept secret for the public, endorsed by the very people that were nominated by those same people to serve their interests? Why do politicians not have to answer before justice for the serious wrongs they did during their careers when taking decisions with grave impact, especially those where it is clear money was embezzled or the population was mislead on purpose? Why has Brussels become the world capital of terrorism? In spite of the massive amounts of our hard-earned money we have to pay each year to please the Belgian State.
So I might say: it is time for a revolution! Not a bloody revolution, please. But people all over Belgium should go out in the streets, sit down on the sidewalks and refuse to work, all businesses should close, the government should be made to resign, the parliament should be sent home. A new constitution should be written and voted. Not by politicians, and surely not by the 1 percent. That would again be a legal consolidation of the feudal rights of the few against the masses, in the same spirit as all constitutions in Europe were written in the 19th century by the 1 percent at the time to safeguard their privileges while maintaining an air of democracy to appease the population. But a new constitution written by and written for the masses. Where every one has the same rights independent of wealth, where nepotism is excluded, where politicians are held indefinitely accountable for their misleading and mismanagement, where freedom, peace and love for every one that respects our values should be the sole basis whereupon our society should be built.
Love ❤️, yann.
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ANY critical observer agrees that in the past years, especially since 9/11 2001, our individual freedom has greatly disappeared. Under the motto of “we do it to protect your freedom”, more and more laws have been enacted that conflict with the spirit of democracy, or are even undemocratic.
This has always been a wet dream of all secret and security agencies: to be able to follow each individual wherever he goes, and to know at every moment what that individual does, thinks and plans. Not much unlike the 1948 novel by George Orwell, ‘1984′. Secret agencies are known not to strictly follow the laws, sometimes secretly sanctioned by politicians for ‘the good of the country’. It is striking that secret laws are enacted and secret justice courts are instated without the knowledge of the general public nor its representatives, in the name of that same public with the so-called purpose of protecting the freedom of that same public.
Again, this is not a black-and-white story, I will not fall in line with Mr. Bush’s rethoric of “you are either with us or against us”, but the protection of our freedom against the threat of terrorism is a paradox. Politicians are the first to rant about our the freedom of our democracies that will prevail over all, but at the same time they are eager to dismantle that freedom.
Are we just fed an illusion of freedom? Are we willing to give away more freedom under the pretext it needs to be taken away just to protect us? Is this not the greatest victory of terrorism over our democracies? Keep in mind that our children, the generation born some 10 to 15 years ago, is the first ever generation that will never have known in real life what ‘privacy’ means. There is no more privacy. Everything you mail, everything you text via your cell phone, whomever you call via your phone, wherever you go, all this is known by the authorities.
Besides that major private companies now know more about you than your partner. Everything you do on internet, everything you buy in shops, everywhere you go thanks to the GPS in your smartphone. Certain shops even know which aisles you stroll in their shop, what products took more of your attention, because they can exactly monitor you by your unique smartphone signal. That way they can send you personalized spam and prompt you to buy these things. Never wondered why, after you visited some website of a window-selling company, you almost immediately get ads for windows in Facebook, on some other sites, in your mail?
So the end questions are: how much are you willing to part with freedom? Or do you want to give it completely up to get a feeling of security? Because all experts agree, no measures can ever safeguard us 100% against terrorist attacks. It happened before, and these attacks will happen again. And in the mean time the governments – and multinationals – know everything about you.
I would rather have them install a camera in my bathroom (my body is not much different than the other 3,5 billion men on earth), than to be able to follow my thoughts and passions. But that is just me.
“THE FURTHER A SOCIETY DRIFTS FROM TRUTH THE MORE IT WILL HATE THOSE WHO SPEAK IT” George Orwell (?) (1903-1950)
(Whistleblower = A person who tells the public what the government doesn’t want them to know)
Love ❤️, yann.
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These days are no very joyful days. The things that are happening in the world, coming out of Syria and Iraq, are worrying me and, I must admit, keeping me out of my sleep. Because the problem is complex.
Saying IS/ISIL/Daesh does not worry me would be a profound lie. They keep me preoccupied. Where is our world going to? But at the same time, the reactions of our ‘leaders’ also worry me. The emphasis is solely on ‘war’. War generates hate. I do not believe in an all-encompassing solution just by waging war. Nor do I believe that war is avoidable. It is just that fighting and killing in itself will not resolve the problems.
What also worries me is the position of peaceful and righteous Muslims throughout the world. The terrorist acts by IS/ISIL/Daesh are a curse for them, as the latter pretend to do this in the name of Allah. That way, they effectively stir up anti-Islam feelings in the West and create a divide, where only more extremism can grow.
Where I live I am surrounded by Muslims. I do feel very safe, thank you. They are generous, peaceful, helpful, compassionate people. They are very poor but even then I regularly get presents from them. Vegetables, prepared food, gifts.. With no other reason than me living and being here even though they know I am an atheist.
But still I am a bit angry at Muslims. They have been quiet for too long. They have allowed that the voice of the extremists, who make up just a tiny figure of their numbers (or – I dare say – are not even real Muslims), is reverberating throughout the world while they kept silent. Or fairly silent. Rarely they sent out a united and strong message to the world that they dissociated themselves from extremist views, that those terrorists are no real believers in Allah. That would lessen the fear for Islam in the West. That would counter the cries of the ever stronger right extremists. That would send a signal to the own Muslim youth that terrorism is not tolerated in Islam.
Some people argue that Muslims should not defend their religion and explicitly have to differentiate them in the public’s eye from jihadi’s, just like Christians do not have to defend their religion and differentiate themselves from the KKK and so-called Christian extremists. That would be true in an ideal world, but ours isn’t. They have the perception against them, there is a fear of Islam embedded in the West since the cruel crusades ordered by despotic Popes, and now there is the ever growing right extremist lobby just wanting to spread violence and hate like we knew in the forties.
I had many heated discussions with Muslim friends in the past years about their passivity. Sure, they should not be the ones to apologize for the actions of lunatics and misguided extremists who abuse the name of Allah for their own crooked goals. But they should have made clear to the world, already many years ago, including to their own offspring, that their religion has nothing to do with hate and bloodshed. So Muslims of the world: unite!
In the past years I have read many stories of Western people, even untrained, joining the ranks of the Kurds and other anti-IS militia to fight the extremists. I have to concede that I always had an admiration for them. Last week I saw a documentary about the parents of Ashley Dyball, an Australian youngster of 23, trying to bring back home their son who went to Syria to join YPG (Kurdish freedom fighters) in their fight against IS/ISIL/Daesh. He blankly refused, as he felt his purpose in life was helping the Kurds. And I have to admit that in the past months, the thought of joining YPG – whatever the consequences as to danger, life or death, and possible judicial persecution when back in the EU – has come up more than once in my thoughts.
The US know their recent history where they have been defeated both in Afghanistan and Iraq, opposed to what they like to tell to the world. Ex president Mr. Bush jr. is the one that waged a war based on phony and concocted ‘intelligence reports’ of weapons of mass destruction in Iraq just to bolster his ego and show his dad he was not the looser his dad took him for. The result was a power-vacuum created in that region by the valliant Mr. Bush jr. where IS/ISIS/Daesh had no trouble in establishing its base.
European leaders are running around like beheaded chicken, they know something has to be done but without guidance from their American ‘friends’ they are divided and running off in different directions. And the only message they manage to get out to their citizens is one of war, hate and retaliation, without trying to remedy the causes at the same time and thus allowing this situation to eternalize.
Meanwhile, I am safe here. I do worry about my family and friends in Belgium and all over the world. Considering Belgians have to pay more than half their salaries in income taxes to the State, plus all other taxes this amounts to 2/3rds of their salaries going to their politicians, I guess they get the politicians they wanted and fully deserve them. And again, all this makes me happy to be out here nice and quietly.
Love ❤️, Yann.
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Last Monday 7th September 2015, was quite an emotional day for me. The man who has been terrorising my wife and by default our little family for the last 7 years, was put on trial for having given his former girlfriend the same treatment as he gave his then wife years before. His wife left him because of the years of physical and mental abuse, because of the many women with whom he cheated on her, because of the many days and nights she was left alone to raise their three children, because of the lies he had been telling her every single day about the most trivial things, because of his dominant ego that did not allow challenge, because of his unrelenting alcohol abuse, and for many more reasons.
In previous posts I wrote about domestic violence, and about him. It turned out he had been cheating on his former girlfriend with at least 10 women at the same time when she found all the messages he sent them on his mobile phone, including close up videos of him ‘spanking the monkey’. When she confronted him with this in June 2014 he did not react, so she shoved him while he laid in bed. She wanted to provoke a reaction but she never expected him to react the way he did. The medical exam found bruises on her neck where he tried to strangle her, a broken eye orbit, a broken nose, a broken lower jaw, a concussion, several bruises and cuts, etc.. Their 5 kids (3 of him, 2 hers) saw her running with her blood-soaked front out of the bedroom… The kids saved her life by yelling and crying, which gave her the opportunity to escape out of the house.
So yesterday morning we gathered at the entrance of the Ghent courthouse to witness the fall of this violent man. His former girlfriend was of course there, as being his victim. Two colleagues and a friend of her were there too, as was I. My wife could not take the day off from work, but as a former victim she was continuously kept up-to-date by me via cellphone, and she could not concentrate on her work by the stress this event generated and the painful memories coming back to her.
First the counsellor for the victim started his plea. The accused had also filed a complaint against his victim saying she hit him, and she violated his privacy by opening his mail on his phone, trying to counter the charges against him. The victim confirmed she ‘hit’ him by giving him a shove after he refused to answer her questions about his many affairs she just found out. The judges seemed well informed about the case, and listened attentively to the victim’s counselor plea.
Then came the prosecutor. The courtroom went quiet when the prosecutor demanded a jail sentence of 10 months, a fine (I could not clearly understand the amount), and all charges against the victim dropped. My confidence in Belgian justice has always been close to nonexistent after all the years we lived in terror by this guy without justice nor police intervening despite our numerous complaints (they even dropped the case when my wife was hit unconscious on the street in front of their own children two years after their divorce), but the prosecutors stance revived my hopes.
And then it was the turn of the defendant’s counselor to plea. She demanded the court that the charges against her client would be dropped, and that his victim would be convicted because it was she who hit him first, and he couldn’t respond in no other way than hitting her back, thus making it legal self-defense. The counselor admitted that her client was not physically hurt by the ‘hits’ of his then-girlfriend, but abstraction should be made from the incurred consequences. The faces of the judges changed into disbelief. The President of the Court started attacking the defendant’s counselor, asking if she had clearly seen the pictures of his victim, and if she was trying in any way to deny the horrible things her client had done to his victim? The counselor stammered and tried to talk herself out of this but to no avail, the President was clearly irritated and agitated by her plea.
The defendant was given the chance to speak up, and the judges seemed at first rather friendly, asking him if he had anything to add to his counselor’s plea. He started to apologize for what happened to his victim, but explained he had suffered so much in the past year because of his name being dragged trough the mud and his ex-wife giving him a hard time. The President asked him if he really felt sorry, and the accused confirmed. Then the president asked him how this could be reconciled with the fact that he pleaded not guilty and indicted his victim for having committed a crime against him. How could you feel sorry when you tried to invoke legitimate self-defense? Why feel sorry if you say you did nothing wrong? The accused was cornered and could not find the words any more, for every time he declared something the President attacked him on that. It was a rather unfair fight but it raised my spirits.
During the verbal beating by the President all the lies and flaws in the story of the defendant were uncovered, one by one, and in the end no one present in the courtroom could believe any word of that man any more. He tried to explain that his alcohol abuse was the fault of his ex-wife who left him, the same for his sex-addiction. But that he went to a psychiatrist to let himself be helped. Direct questions by the President as to who did the therapy and where and when were answered by evasive responses, just like all questions asked by the judges. It all became too much for him and he asked the court to be allowed to be seated for he felt ’sick’. When asked a direct question about his cheating he tried to get off the hook by stating that he would not answer that question “out of respect” for his ex-girlfriend. And he tried to wriggle himself out a few times by saying that he would give ‘one example’ but that the same happened dozens of times. I thought every time again the President of the Court would explode. He demanded proof but none could be given by the accused, even not a simple proof of the one example the defendant brought up.
This was clearly one of the few times in his life he did not manage to impress a counterpart by his lies, a completely new situation for him I guess. The standard tactic of him had always been to give a little example, mostly a lie, and then to emphasise the same had happened so many times he could give dozens of examples. This sometimes followed by the statement that he would not do that ‘out of respect’ for this or that person, that way closing off any further inquiries into that matter and selling his lies as a credible fact. As long as people did not go to much into detail he managed to keep up the smoke curtain. Whenever people asked too many questions, he just broke off contact, or in the case of women, he just beat them up if he got a chance.
The defendant lost his arrogance, convinced of his righteousness at the start of the court session, and broke up in tears. Completely overwhelmed by frustration of not being able to show the judges his presumed innocence, and completely cornered by his own contradicting words that led the judges not to believe any word from him any more. He sat down repeatedly rubbing his face in his hands. It was quite an emotional sight for me to see this, and tears flowed from my cheeks as all the pains and fears incurred in the past seven years seemed to come out. Of course his tears were not out of remorse, they were tears out of self-pity for the whole world seemed to be against him with nobody understanding nor believing him.
The court concluded the accused always took the time to scrutinize others to lay the blame upon them, but constantly avoided to look at himself and to search for the reasons of his problems in his own behavior. And he clearly did not show any genuine regrets about what happened. The defendant replied in tears he was sorry, but the President pointed out the complaints he filed just two months before against his victim (he did this one year after the facts and after having read the charges against him, so he could counter the charges by trying to blame the other – bad move…) and his demand he would be exonerated while she should be punished.
Just when the President wanted to finish the hearings the prosecutor intervened. Dismayed by the pertinent lies and the complete lack of any sense of guilt by the defendant, she demanded that the jail sentence should be given effectively, and that she would strongly oppose a suspended sentence.
We, friends of the victim, stood up and positioned ourselves in the corridor the defendant would have to use to leave the courtroom, thus forcing him to look into our eyes as he passed us. I have never seen him looking so pale and shocked. The fact that he could be punished for his deeds was unthinkable for him, he always looked at his surroundings as ‘him against the world’, or rather ‘the world against him’, but with him being the best and smartest, superior to all and invincible.
Unsurprisingly no one turned up at court to support him. With so many women thinking he was having a relationship with them, with all his family, friends and colleagues, at least someone should have offered to show up to comfort him. Many of them knew he had to appear in court that day, I made sure they knew… Surely he told them off, with whatever excuse for he absolutely did not want others to hear the truth about him. Especially his relatives and his drinking buddies hiding under the pseudo-philantropic organisation called Kiwanis Gent disappointed me. The Kiwanis declared, when confronted by the last beaten-up victim (she showed up at one of their meetings with her bruises, swollen lips, darkened eyes, her facial cuts) of their candidate-chairman that: “their friend and colleague was in need, and they would do whatever they could to help him”. Never mind the victims thus… But maybe they were too scared to find out the truth about him in court?
The court will present the final sentence on the – for us – historical day of September 21st, 2015.
Last Friday I sent the defendant a mail with a prediction. My prediction was he would be convicted by court, and that he himself would help the court convict him. My prediction came true. His own lies and contradictory declarations served him badly, as did his poor attempt to reverse charges on his victim.
I will make sure the world knows what he has done, and what his punishment is. Even if I do know I might be breaking the law doing this. But when we needed the law to protect us, they were not there, except for seven years later and for another one of his victims. Last time my wife filed complaint against him for stalking (at least once a week he sends text messages in the middle of the night usually starting with something like “I love you even more than before”, and ending up one hour later with: “you bitch, you killed your family!!”) the police told her “to come back in one year if he persisted in his behavior”. But if he expects this to be the last lawsuit against him, I can reassure him this is just the beginning. Our children need protection from this monster. As do his future victims, which could be any living woman on earth.
We will not forgive. We will not forget. Expect us.
Love ❤️, yann.
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I know it is not very politically correct to ventilate these kind of thoughts, but I must admit that I already have these thoughts since many years… I do not resent nor condemn the current generation of Germans as being responsible for the things their country did in the past, even if I do know that even now, these days, many older homes in Germany, especially in the South, have pictures of the Führer hanging on the wall as was told to me by a former girlfriend who is an ambulant nurse for elder people in the German South country.
But since ten years or so I have a fantasy that the ‘old German class’ of Aryans were about to reach their goal without bloodshed by forming and dominating the European Union. I admit it started as a far-fetched fantasy, but these days I get the worrying feeling this fantasy of mine is not just a bad dream but slowly becoming a horrifying reality.
What to say about a country that caused so many deaths, that staged two consecutive wars just because they thought it was their birthright to do so, which exterminated so many innocent people, amongst them a great deal of children, just because for them they were of the wrong race, the wrong religion, or just ‘different’, knowing that country never had to pay back its debts by causing so much harm and suffering? Germany never paid a dime in war reparations to the countries and people they harmed for their own misplaced glory.
And now this same country is the country that hammers on the condition that Greece fully has to pay back its debts. For the German leaders this is a sine qua non for Greece to stay member of the Eurozone. Admittedly Greece incurred those debts by mismanagement, by corruption, by a deficient administrative system. So much of the misery is provoked by the former political leaders of Greece.
But the common people of Greece are more innocent for the past policies of their politicians than the hordes of Germans before and during the Second World War who were jumping up and down to raise their right arm in the Hitler-salute as high as they could. The Greek political system did not lead to war, nor did it cause people to be gassed for their race, religion nor ideas. And still the Greek people have to suffer more for the mess their politicians made than the nazis suffered for the holocaust and deaths they caused.
Where is the logic? Where is the humility of a country with a horrifying past like Germany? Why is Germany so adamant in making the Greek people suffer? What is their hidden agenda? I might sound like getting paranoia, but seen from a distance, this ethical discrepancy does not seem acceptable any more if you look into the recent European history.
I do not believe our leaders are serving us, the common people any more. I do not believe politicians worry about us, the common people any more. I do not believe justice is unbiassed towards us, the common people any more. I do believe we need a peaceful revolution in our countries, where laws should be rewritten to restore equality, where politicians should be accountable for their words and deeds, and where freedom is a basic right that is respected.
And Germany? Maybe they should start paying the Greek debt they are so keen to insist on. The debts Greece made with our financial institutions who wanted to cash-in big gains, but were bailed out by our governments by the taxpayers – OUR – money so the banks could get richer.
We are legion
We do not forgive
We do not forget.
Love ❤️, yann.
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Now the votes have been cast, and the Greek people clearly have rebuffed the austerity measures imposed on them by the troika, the dust of the avalanche caused by this purest form of democracy is slowly settling. European politicians are running around like headless chickens trying to pretend nothing major has happened, and many have changed their discourse 180° opposed to what they declared in the days before the Greek referendum.
Now more and more governments of the European Union say major debt relief should be a possibility for Greece, except for Germany’s conservative powers, led by Angela Merkel. This is very remarkable, knowing that the “Wirtschaftswunder” (economic miracle) of post-war Germany only happened because of the total debt relief given to Germany after the war.
Looking a bit further in the past we can establish that Germany never paid a dime of reparations to any country after their defeat in WW I. In fact, the severe and exorbitant demands of the victorious nations in the Treaty of Versailles were a direct reason for the rise of Hitler and the break out of the second world war.
So we can conclude Germany never paid back its debts, not a single dime of it, but are now the ones imposing stringent measures on Greece and are the ones refusing any debt relief for Greece. German conservative politicians are the ones that are threatening the unity of the European Union, and are leading this Union into economic recession. Maybe Germany should be the country to leave the EU?
I have always been a strong advocate for the idea of a unified Europe, where borders cease to exist, where people are treated on an equal basis, where the people’s voice is the single strongest power in the Union. But politicians have hijacked this idea for their own greed, advancing the interests of corporations and financial institutions to the detriment of its inhabitants. All they proudly have to show us are realizations in the same order of magnitude as: “look at us, we managed to standardize the cellular phone chargers!”. Now, instead of having a drawer filled with different models of phone chargers, we have a full drawer with the same phone chargers, while the 1% get richer, and the normal people get poorer every day.
Love ❤️, yann
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The United States are debating how to deal with the Confederate flag. As often in national debates confusion, deception and lies are the keys to victory, and a nation that does not really know it’s own national history well is a fertile ground for manipulators.
I do not understand how a nation accepts, long after the official abolishment of slavery and even segregation, that symbols of this shameful past remain as public glorified reminders. The confederate flag flies above many official Southern buildings, and streets, parks, buildings and places have been named after prominent figures that fought to keep slavery as it was.
On the other hand the Unionists did not start the Civil War for the abolishment of slavery as many like to think. Abraham Lincoln was not in favor of the abolishment of slavery. In fact, during his first Inaugural Address as president of the United States in March 1861 (7 states immediately seceded when he was elected as president, 4 more followed a few months later) he said: “I have no purpose, directly or indirectly, to interfere with the institution of slavery in the States where it exists. I believe I have no lawful right to do so, and I have no inclination to do so”.
‘It was only as the war grew more bitter, the casualties mounted, desperation to win heightened, and the criticism of the abolitionists threatened to unravel the tattered coalition behind Lincoln that he began to act against slavery. Racism in the North was as entrenched as slavery in the South. New York blacks could not vote unless they owned $250 in property (a qualification not applied to whites)’ – Howard Zinn in “A People’s History of the United States”
I will not go and try to explain at length what started the Civil War, but key issues were the Northern elite wanting economic expansion: free land, free labor, a free market, a high protective tariff for manufacturers, a bank of the United States. The Southern interest of the elite having slaves was opposed to all that, and they saw the election of the Republican Lincoln as a hindrance for their prosperous life in the future. If you want to know more, please read history books from different sources, and do not forget Howard Zinn!
So please dear Americans, learn your history, and do not try to deceive this poor European bastard into thinking the Civil War was all about slavery, where Confederates meant slavery, and Unionists meant abolitionists. It was just opportune for the Northern elite to become abolitionists later on during the Civil War, especially since slaves were rare in the industrialized North and no much harm would be done to their wealth and economy by taking that stance.
Love ❤️, yann.
p.s.: Thanksgiving is also a kind of disgrace. Official history tells us Thanksgiving is celebrated after the example of the Pilgrim Fathers in 1621, when they celebrated a bountiful harvest (after having landed in Plymouth, Massachusetts, with the Mayflower) that only succeeded after the help of the Wampanoag-tribe. In reality barely three years later the complete Wampanoag presence around Plymouth was eradicated by settlers looking to expand their lands. 50 years later 40 percent of the total Wampanoag tribe was killed during a war, and the vast majority of survivors sold as slaves. The descendants of the Wampanoag tell us Thanksgiving was a hoax invented by Abraham Lincoln. Do you still feel like celebrating Thanksgiving?
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Whenever we watch, read or hear the news these days it is impossible not to see, read or hear something about Greece, the oldest democracy in the world. I do not want to find an explanation for the current Greek crisis, but there are some things I see, just as everybody can see them. And they are not very positive. Certainly not for the Greek people.
Poverty is at an unimaginable high, youth unemployment is soaring with more than 60% (!), and those taking the hardest hits are the elderly, the young people, the simple families, the workers. That makes me wonder what our politicians are all bickering about, when millions of children, women and men slide down towards total poverty at a hallucinating rate. Whatever your political conviction, if you have a heart you cannot ignore what is happening right now inside the European Union.
Politicians of both sides, the Greek government on one side, the ‘Troïka’ (European Commission, European Central Bank, and the International Monetary Fund) on the other, are hitting the public with bolder and bolder statements, it looks more like a contest between mountain gorilla’s about the supremacy over the flock. And lots of what is told is just Ballyhoo to get us on their side, never mind the truth. Because the truth still is that millions of Europeans are suffering right now because of our politicians ineptitude to find a human solution for this crisis.
The ECB and EU are fast to point out they already spent billions and billions on the Greek economy. What the public is not aware of is that indeed, the ECB invested millions in the Greek economy, but it never benefited for more than 90% of these vast sums to invest in its economy. It starts to become a tiring and boring story, but the winners are again our banks. How come? Well, in the past the banks bought bonds from the Greek State, and as the Greek rating was low, the interest margins were very high. Now Greece is heading towards a total collapse, the EU and ECB decided to buy back these bonds from the banks who wanted to make nice – but risky – profits in the recent past.
In short: our financial institutions wanted to earn good money by buying risky bonds, and when the risks of a collapse of Greece became too high, Europe bought these bonds from the banks (don’t worry, they got a nice deal) with our money, that we paid as taxpayers throughout Europe. So now our banks got out of the danger zone – yes, exactly those we spent billions on in a not-so-distant past because of the junk-bonds in their portfolio – and again our money we worked for was abused to buy these bonds. Stating that the ECB invested all those billions in the Greek economy is thus far from the truth. AND now the Greek people have to pay back these bonds to the ECB, bonds the financial institutions bought in the first place as risk-capital to make nice profits.
It is true, Greece has a long history of corruption, where taxes were often not collected, Greece has a humongous bureaucracy incomparable with any other European country, and there are so many more problems to be addressed without delay. But imposing higher taxes on pensions and increasing the TVA, just as the Troika demands, victimizes those who are in need today and strikes them with poverty. This is not in any way acceptable for me, as an European, and as a human being.
Our politicians should stop their strategic and tactical games, interfering with the democratic process of a country where the people chose the government they wanted, and do what they are paid and chosen for: to help the ones in need, to solve the growing problems and to serve the people of Europe. But I guess this is not figuring on their agenda since they joined politics.
Love ❤️, yann.
p.s.: for those wanting some more detailed info, below is a list of recent quotes of renown economists and political analysts about the Greek crisis.
Joseph Stiglitz (Nobel laureate in economics): “I can think of no depression, ever, that has been so deliberate and had such catastrophic consequences. It is startling that the Troika has refused to accept responsibility for any of this or admit how bad its forecasts and models have been. But what is even more surprising is that Europe’s leaders have not learned”.
Martin Guzman (Columbia University): “The disparity between what the Troika thought would happen and what has emerged has been striking — and not because Greece didn’t do what it was supposed to do, but because it did, and the models were very, ver flawed”.
Peter Morici (University of Maryland): “Neither Germany’s finance minister, nor any other European government or competent private institution, has tabled a credible analysis demonstrating how more austerity and labor-market reforms (read more layoffs and wage cuts) will instigate growth and not result in even bigger losses for bondholders down the road. Another round of austerity would only further pummel the Greek economy, and impose economic deprivation that European leaders should be ashamed to engineer.”
Vicky Pryce (chief economic advisor at the Centre for Economics and Business Research): “The rescue that took place in the banking sector was really more of a rescue of northern European financial institutions that had exposed themselves to Greece. The concern about this particular debt is that all it did is it transferred this large burden to the Greeks.”
Paul Krugman (Nobel laureate in economics): “The Troika clearly did a reverse Corleone — they made Tsipras an offer he can’t accept, and presumably did this knowingly. So the ultimatum was, in effect, a move to replace the Greek government. And even if you don’t like Syriza, that has to be disturbing for anyone who believes in European ideals.”
Mark Weisbrot (co-director of the Center for Economic and Policy Research): “The confrontation between the new Greek government and the European authorities is the first time since the Great Recession that voters have successfully been able to challenge the Troika’s previously unaccountable power. Their policies have been widely unpopular in Europe, but this is the first government that is really forcing them to change. So European authorities continue to take steps to undermine the Greek economy and government, hoping to get rid of the government and get a new one that will do what they want”
Larry Summers (former US Treasury Secretary): “Greece is a failed state in waiting. Greeks have imposed more austerity on themselves than any industrialized country has suffered since the Depression.”