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No Pat Answers Here

Ha, so mayor Bloomberg has business interests in Dubai, does he? I didn’t know that. Did you? But it doesn’t surprise me in the least. Now I understand better why the mayor of New York so vehemently defends a project that is a total slap in the face of his city, a(nother) proof to radical muslims around the world that America is weak and faltering, and another victory for the islamisation, both open and stealth, of the western world.

This mosque isn’t a “cultural centre” or a place where “people can come together and pray, or do, like, whatever” (if they’re muslims) - it is a symbol of victory, to be built on the very spot where the jihadists celebrated their hitherto greatest victory over America - The Great Satan: The place where the Twin Towers stood, also known as Ground Zero.

If it were to be just an ordinary mosque - you know, of the kind where they get together on Fridays and listen to the imam drone on about how all Jews should be killed and how men should beat their wives so it doesn’t leave marks, and how good muslims must resist all assimilation into the society which has so naively welcomed them but rather help in the fight to restore the great caliphate (this time, the whole world) - then it would have been built somewhere else, a long time ago, with  taxpayers’ money.

Oh, that’s right. It already has. Many, many times. Where else would young idiots go to get “radicalised” to become arse-bombers, crotch-bombers, shoe-bombers and normal, day-to-day bombers like those who blew up the London Underground?

They get the inspiration to kill, maim and destroy in the mosque. The mosque where a guy tells them it’s glorious to die; that to die for allah is the duty of muslims everywhere. And therefore I’m not only against the building of mosques at Ground Zero, but anywhere! That’s right. There are more than enough mosques already in the western world, and a disproportionate amount of trouble ensues wherever they are.

Let the “moderate” muslims, so far so very, very quiet about the excesses of their radical brethren, speak up and fight against the tyranny of radical islam before western countries contribute money and space to the building of more mosques. Let them say clearly that they’ve had enough, and that they have no interest in being dragged into the hell that is pure islam. And as for existing mosques, let the imams be supervised during sermons, and when they are found to spread racist ideology and incite to violence, the mosque should be shut down.

No? Then tell me this: If a communist centre were to open somewhere in Europe and the US, where its leaders said that they were for example going to teach the followers that all non-communists were pigs and apes and that if a non-communist was hiding behind a tree, the very tree would shout out: “A non-communist is hiding behind me! Come and kill him!” - wouldn’t you want to keep an eye on that communist centre? For that’s what is being taught in mosques around the world, about Jews for example.

Now that we have all these laws against hate speech, laws that only muslims seem to use, it’s time to use the same laws against the mosques. If a man like Geert Wilders must face trial for hate-speech because he is quoting passages from the koran, the very foundation all mosques are built on, surely we must be able to stop others from quoting the same passages when their intention is to incite violence?


I Am A Total Racist

I have a vice. Yes, people, a guilty, stinking VICE! After I stopped shooting up mary-hooana as well as crossing the street on red light after I got fined $300 for “jaywalking” (sounds like “joyful walking” doesn’t it) in Central in 2003 - there were so many policemen there telling me not to walk that I just had to do it for the sake of it because nobody can tell me what to do (yes I have father issues) - I have only one tiny little vice left: I spend HK$100 every week on the Sunday Times.

I know, I know. The SCMP is only 7 dollars so why pay an extra $93 for just another English language paper, right? It’s just that I need to read some well written articles that don’t praise Donald Tsang occasionally. Anyway, a couple of weeks ago there was a six page article in that paper’s magazine that really caught my eye.

The headline was: England’s Green and Prejudiced Land, and it was about racism.

Naturally, that touched a nerve with me as I had just been called a “racist cunt” in this forum for saying - oh, something about how I don’t want the world to become islamic. Anyway, the article was written by one David James Smith who is obviously a writer for said newspaper; if he wasn’t (weren’t, I always forget which) I doubt if he’d ever got such a badly written and deeply boring piece through the hallowed doors of the Sunday Times.

It was all about him (a white guy) being married to a black woman and moving to Lewes, a small town in England, after having fled London where they had felt “a vague unease at the potential for urban crime.”

Well, unfortunately Lewes was even worse, for guess what happened? Their neighbour turned out to be a member of the BNP!!!! After this lead-up, I naturally expected a harrowing story of how this fascist nazi had racially harassed them, but no, he “never gave us any trouble. He ignored us.” He also seemed “strange, withdrawn,” but that could have been down to his wife having “died sometime earlier.” After this non-event, the BNP neighbour eventually moved away.

Riveting stuff indeed, but the real drama had been how this BNP member had been sitting not two feet away from Smith, separated only by a “wafer thin wall,” spewing out racial hatred on his computer. Smith assumed.

But then things started to happen. Smith’s wife had gone for a drink with some local women and been assured that there was no racism in Lewes! What can be more racist, Smith asks.

Worse: People would sometimes mistake Petal (his wife) for the other black woman in the village.

Yes, yes, I impatiently thought, reading through page after page looking for the good racist tidbits. Mistaking black people for each other, deeply insulting to be sure, but where is the good stuff?

It was this: His daughter had been told by a teacher that she had “frizzy hair.” In another incident, when the students at his daughter’s school wanted to give each other nicknames and someone suggested “chocolate-brown bear” for his daughter, that girl had said NO, that’s racist. Way to go, girl, stand up for yourself. But not really a cause for daddy rushing to the school to complain?

In another incident “Mackenzie (Smith’s son) was under a desk while he and another boy cleared up some paper at the teacher’s instruction. Mackenzie has a male teacher, part time, that year and the teacher asked him to come out. Mackenzie didn’t hear him, the teacher became exasperated and grabbed Mackenzie’s leg and yanked him out.”

Smith feels this is also racism and immediately goes to the school to sort things out with the teacher, concluding that “it seemed certain that [the teacher's] perception of who or what Mackenzie was had got in the way of normal teacherly conduct. ” Yes. A teacher yanks your son’s leg - racist!

In fact, according to the article, Smith spends most of the time when he’s not writing badly, running around between his children’s schools and various local community centres, complaining about people saying words like “frizzy” and “coloured” and teachers’ “preconceived idea that [black or mixed race children] fare worse than their white counterparts in secondary school.”

The next week there was a storm of letters to the Sunday Times, mostly from black British people telling Smith to get a grip, so all is not lost.

Yes, I laughed many times when I read that article.

I thought about how many times Hong Kong people have told me Cantonese is “too difficult for me” (but not for Indonesian helpers) how people call me a devil every day, ( yeah, I know HK people prefer to translate 鬼 (gwai) as “ghost” but really, is it any better?) how I’m always served jasmine tea without anyone asking me what tea I would like because all whitey drink jasmine and jasmine only, how people don’t want to sit next to male whitey (of course not me - that would be too much) on the MTR, how people treat me like a dog that can ride a bicycle every time I say “hello” in the local language, how Hong Kong people rejoice in telling me that all westerners are sluts and how, if I for example ask them to pick up their dog poo I keep stepping in everywhere I go, that I should “fuck off back to England.”

I wonder what Smith would make of that? But then of course, anything directed at whitey isn’t racism. Everyone knows that. We just have to suck it up and laugh about it. And you know what? I think we should. Racism is something that only the people who are hysterically over-aware of the colour of other people’s skin keep blathering on about. I don’t think it’s in any way helping Smith’s daughters - whose hair definitely isn’t straight - that he keeps running to the school every other day to complain about people saying they have frizzy hair.

I know, I know, a parent wants to keep his children away from harm, and it is indeed awful to be called names at school. We all know that. But - according to the article it seems this guy is on the hyper-alert 24 hours a day. “You said black? You said frizzy? That’s not how we did it in London, multi-cultural capital of the world! I demand that this little village in Sussex becomes like London but without the vague unease about potential for urban crime!”

Racism is awful and we should all fight against it. But as “they” say: The best revenge is to live well. I’m sure we all, as this Smith geezer’s children, will be much better off if we just forget about the racism and start to genuinely live as if we’re “colour blind.”

That means that you can criticise somebody for what they do and how they do it without being called racist. It means that you can criticise Obama without being called racist. It means you can say Donald Tsang looks ridiculous “mourning” the victims of the hostage tragedy in the Philippines wearing what seems to be a dinner jacket, without being called racist.

And it means I can say that I disagree with the ludicrous notion that the whole world will be better off if we would only wear tents with only one to two eyes showing, stone people to death if they’ve committed adultery, hang homosexuals and rape nine-year olds, without being accused of being racist. If being against any totalitarianism is racist, then I’m definitely a total RACIST. And proud of it.

Happy Ramadan

Here’s an interesting five part video from Germany, the country that feels so bad about what it did to the Jews that it’s letting itself be swamped with people whose views of Jews make the SS look like an embroidery party. A bit into the film, (please watch it if you want to have any inclination about the future) some New Young Germans, born and bred in the country, going to school there and speaking the language perfectly, are asked, when they express that they want to “shoot” people who break their “honour” code - what is honour? (As in “honour”-killing your sister because she somehow makes you look not like a desert warrior by wearing a skirt or whatever.)

Guess what: These people, for whom “honour” is everything and certainly more important than the laws in the country in which they’ve “settled,” are completely stumped! Although apparently really trying, they can’t tell you what honour means.

This film found me in the middle of reading the excellent Wafa Sultan’s book A God Who Hates. Wafa Sultan is known as the bravest woman to ever leave Islam - she appeared on Al-Jeezera shouting down an imam (in her book she mentions how muslims can ever only shout): Be quiet! It’s my turn!

And that became her claim to fame ( a muslim WOMAN telling a MAN to be quiet!!!!), which is a shame, because her book contains so many interesting snippets from islamic life, such as how the sex-starved muslims in her native land, Syria, always rub themselves against any woman they happen to come across in public, hoping to get a quick ejaculation in their pants. So that’s why they wear tents …

A trained doctor, Sultan also shares the following insight into the great Ramadan starve oneself-fest:

“The month of Ramadan, during which muslims neither eat nor drink from sunrise to sunset, was one of the hardest months of the year for me. Many more patients flocked for treatment at the medical center where I worked than the number we usually saw. The number who collapsed from exhaustion and dehydration soared startingly during the day, as did the number of those who suffered from indigestion and vomiting at night, as they stuffed themselves with food in an attempt to compensate for their daytime fast. Both men and women worked in the fields from early morning, performing arduous and exhausting agricultural labor, which, especially when the weather was hot, necessitated large quantities of water that the fast did not allow them to drink. Spurred by my pity for them, I tried to persuade them - the women, especially - not to fast, then withdrew my suggestion when it was met with disdainful glances.”

I wonder if there are any statistics going about how many devout muslims, especially in the rather toasty middle east, die or are damaged from dehydration during ramadan? Probably none. After all, Allah, through his “ideal man” Mohammed, said they should torture themselves in such a way, so that’s okay then. As if living up to his other insane edicts weren’t enough.

I had a muslim student once. Also from Syria. He spent a lot of our time together, instead of learning Cantonese, trying to convince me that not drinking even water the whole day, followed by gorging yourself on everything in sight just because the sun had set, was a good thing. I thought it was a bit rude, because I never tried to make him drink alcohol or eat pork.

No. You know what? I think we westerners have seen enough of this islam thing. We don’t need to be “explained” what it’s “really” about. We know what they do and how they think. We saw what it was really about on September 11th, 2001. We don’t need any other “explanations.”

Now they’re trying to make other people who have nothing to do with islam, to also not eat, drink, be near pork, Jews, miniskirts, female faces and all the other things they find so distasteful, just because some desert warrior puked up some of his awful views on human life and put them in a book, 1400 years ago.

I can’t understand why apparently intelligent western people find the muslims’ world view so attractive, to the point where they want to give up all their freedoms to prove these throwbacks from the middle ages right.

I implore you: Watch the video from a normal German school - which could well be now or very soon, the very school that YOUR children attend - and then see if you think this multi-cultural idea is so great after all. Happy Ramadan!

The Tibetan Plateau

Tibet!!!!! For make no mistake; the little town of Xiahe in Qinghai province isn’t Xiahe in Qingdai province at all, but Sangchu in Amdo, Tibet. The beauty of the place elicited constant “waaaah”s from us, even while doing mundane things like being overcharged for inedible grapes. This was the view from my window, for example:

This was probably 5.45 in the morning, but the Tibetans were already at it, walking around the Labrang Monastery while turning the prayer wheels. My friend P and I also walked around the whole monastery

and although we did stop to take a couple of photographs, it took us a good two hours to get around the wondrous thing. So imagine the grannies, 80 something years old and walking with sticks, dragging themselves around the monastery, each day, every day. It must take them all day, only to get up the next morning (probably around 4) and start all over again. One must admire their devotion. And no doubt the Chinese must have banned monastery-circling at some stage, losing valuable walking years for the buddhists there.

But guess what: Black pigs wag their tails when they poo! I bet you didn’t know that.

On the bus to Xiahe I sat next to a monk in full maroon get-up and with one arm sticking out. We got talking (in Mandarin, unfortunately, as my abilities in Tibetan are, so far: Hello, goodbye, and thank you.) and he expressed a keen interest in the outside world. Well he would, having gone into the monastery when he was four! What a waste. Young, beautiful man looking really great in red, locked up like that. Unfortunately he couldn’t read and write Chinese, so it was difficult to have a conversation about the riots in Lhasa and stuff, with the Chinese guy in the seat behind obviously listening eagerly.

They didn’t have internet connection in the monastery which I thought was strange; those monks are so teched-up these days. But maybe someone who’s not them, has decided that the monks in the second biggest monastery in “China” aren’t allowed to have too much contact with the outside world. Whatever it was, every monk we met seemed very eager to talk.

Yes, Xiahe was wonderful in every way except one: The main street, think Nathan Road from Tsim Sha Tsui to well past Jordan, had been dug up completely. There was so much dust that we couldn’t be even in the side streets near it and walking along or across it was completely unbearable. Give them two months I say.

To accommodate tourism the whole town had in fact been torn down and rebuilt, in a style probably known as “tourist Tibetan with varying degrees of Chinese characteristics.” But I had to admire the restraint: There were very few tiles, no blue windows and only a small open, shadeless square with the normal green lights shaped like palm trees and a huge granite statue of an elephant. So all in all, when the dust settles, Xiahe may very well turn into one of the most beautiful new old towns in the country. But then, it is really Tibet …

The next day a taxi driver said: I’ll take you to three beautiful places for 200 kuai! This turned out to be an excellent idea. 200 kuai for five hours of more or less constant driving: Oh yeah. And the scenery outside Xiahe is just …

These are yaks, a cousin of whom we had eaten the night before. No it doesn’t taste like chicken and it’s excellent. Half reindeer, half horse?

This is the fourth or fifth year in a row that I spend the summer in the north of China. Why? Because I need a dose of big landscape every so often. It’s so soothing.

Here is a Han dynasty village that people still live in. It seems they have no TV. Is it possible? Yes we saw many villages on this trip without a single tv antenna. Nor satellite dish. They probably used the satellite dishes to boil water by solar power

while watching hard core porn online inside their gaffs…

On a grassy knoll in the distance we saw some motorbikes and some Tibetans. Then we saw a tripod. Oh no, another tour group taking photos of the colourful, dancing and devout locals.

Was it hell? It was four Tibetans having a party with biscuits, soft drinks and some singing and playing of eight string guitar. They called us over

and a good cultural exchange time was had by all. The three guys hardly spoke any Chinese, which was pretty cool I thought, as well as not very practical when it came to communication. But the girl did, altough the mobile seldom left her ear. All that Mando I suppose.

Yes, would you know? It was they who wanted to film and take photos of us! Not the other way around. Well, I snapped a few, but they?

They were veritable Tibetan anthropologists. And thus endeth another day in beautiful Amdo. The next morning we left at 06.10 very much against our will, only to be told that the water supply for the whole town had been shut down for three days just after we left. That dust and no shower? A lucky escape.

Pat Pat Pat-hological Truth-Teller

Here is the latest from my man Pat Condell, the funniest truth-teller on the block. If you’ve ever used the word “islamophobic” not as a joke, to describe someone who is afraid that their daughters in the future may get raped and called a whore by muslim immigrants because she lives like a normal Western woman - oh, hang on, that’s already happening - this video clip is for you!

If you think it’s racist to say that you’re against muslims setting up their own enclaves, refusing to follow the law in the country in which they settle (on increasingly flimsy premises - whatever happened to “fear of being persecuted in own country”)and trying to change the laws in the countries they invade settle, watch Pat in action!

And if you think he’s only a curmudgeonly, right-wing, western scaremonger who doesn’t know anything about islam (you do; it’s the religion of peace because muslims say so) you should check out Brigitte Gabriel (Lebanese, escaped from being massacred by muslims) Wafa Sultan (ex muslim currently living with a death fatwa) Walid Shoebat (ex muslim PLO terrorist, dedicated his life to helping other apostates - for you did know leaving islam gives any muslim the right to kill you, didn’t you?) Bat Ye’or, renowned psychiatrist who coined the phrase dhimmitude, Robert Spencer (islamic scholar who knows the koran inside out and has written several books on the topic) and of course the formidable Ayaan Hirsi Ali, (Somalian ex muslim who suffered female genital mutilation and a forced marriage before escaping to the west.)

What, you don’t believe them either? Still think islam is the religion of peace? Still think only a “tiny minority” of nutcases suddenly and inexplicably suffered a temporary breakdown, that they in fact went against the religion of peace when they carried out the Bali bombings, 9/11, London 7/7 as well as more than 15,500 other deadly terrorist attacks since 2001; the Fort Hood murders, the knicker-bombing, shoe-bombing, arse-bombing and all the other violent attacks, successful or botched, we’re seeing all over the world, every single day? You don’t think it was because their murderous ideology explicitly told them to?

I would also prefer that the people currently speaking out against islam weren’t right. Unfortunately, the sand I could have stuck my head in, willing myself not to see, has long ago turned to cement.

Swimming In The Dark

NOTE: IT APPEARS THAT THIS STORY ISN’T EXACTLY AS PORTRAYED BY THE MEDIA, SO PLEASE CLICK ON THE LINK IN THE COMMENT BELOW AFTER YOU’VE READ IT. MAYBE I SHOULD REMOVE IT ALTOGETHER BUT ANYWAY - THE PAPERS HAD DONE A SLOPPY JOB.

I’ve always found swimming a particularly boring sport; swim, swim, turn around, swim swim - nothing to read, no one to talk to - so I won’t write about that. I just wanted to show off the above photo recently taken near my gaff in sleepy backwater Pui O.

Yes, it’s that (one) time (week) of the year when we can see the islands of the South China Sea!

As always, I wish it was all year long, except when it’s foggy, which is also spectacular in its own way.

No, what I wanted to mention was an incident from Britain, or BritStan as it will soon be known. There, a town council is so afraid of being beheaded or called racists, that they immediately caved when some muslims ordered them to blacken the windows in the new town swimming pool so that the muslim women swimming there (no doubt on their own special “Only Muslim No Dirty Kuffar” day of the week) would “keep their modesty.”

I know, I’ve got to stop writing about these incredibly dreary people! It’s just that the news keep ticking in at a rate of about 20 a day, each its own little red warning sign of the islamic future these desert throwbacks have dreamed up for us all. The most worrisome thing was that the worker who helped blackening the windows says: “We had no choice.” Oh, really? Is it: protect the muslims’ modesty, or … die? Because that seems to be the thing with these people, doesn’t it. “Stop making films quoting scriptures from the qur’an, or die. Stop drawing cartoons depicting a desert warrior from 1400 years ago, or die. Stop writing books revealing the truth about us - or die.”

So the ordinary, many of them elderly, people, in that community, complain that swimming in the dark doesn’t really cut it for them. One, they can’t see anything. Their sight may already be not so hot. One of them even likens the newly darkened swimming pool to her sight before she had her cataracts dealt with.

And two - well, if you compare the photos above - which one is really most attractive for an activity like swimming? I mean, for a person who enjoys swimming, naturally. Not for a person who wants to pull down a curtain on all that’s enjoyable, life-giving and sane.

The people in the article complain to the newspaper journalist who’s come to interview them that day. But apart from that, what’s their reaction? Probably they will react by not going to the pool.

What they don’t do, being British and shy and kind and polite, is kick up a storm of protest. But that’s what they should be doing if you ask me. They should protest, scream, threaten and shout, pretty much in the same way as these misogynistic, anti-democracy, child-molesting tent-wearers do whenever something happens that they feel “offended” by - like when people exercise they right to free speech by criticising them. Or drawing a - horrors! cartoon.

Covering up windows in a public swimming pool. Give me a break! If these people are so dead set on protecting their “modesty,” shouldn’t they just stay home and take a bath in the comfort of their own windowless bathroom?

This is just another in a long, never-ending row of events which shows that whenever special rights are given to muslims in the areas they have decided to colonise settle, no matter how much the non-muslims are inconvenienced, they’ll just demand more, more and ever more. And the dhimmispolitically correct politicians just keep giving it to them, no questions asked.

Dear Brits: It’s time you stopped being so nice and afraid of offending the people who want to harm you. The more you give, the more you’ll lose. And they will never stop with their demands before they have reached their goal: Darkened swimming pools for all. Followed by: No swimming pools.

Biting off, Chewing and Swallowing the Hand That Feeds Them

So our charming band of bearded friends over at the Religion of Peace and Tolerance have been at it again, this time in Sydney.

In a move that, if we hadn’t heard quite a few similar stories over the years, would astonish the casual observer, the leader of global Islamist group Hizb ut-Tahrir, Burhan Hanif, told his equally shaving equipment-phobe fellows that democracy is “haram” (forbidden) for muslims and that Australian muslims shouldn’t follow the law in the country in which they live.

Only sharia law (please google it or open any newspaper any day of the week to read about the honour killings, stonings, persecution of infidels, meddling in people’s most minute daily lives and general insatiable bloodthirst set out in the book if you still don’t know what sharia law is) is suitable for muslims said Hanif, remarking that “no humans had the right to make laws.”

That would sound almost good; freedom-loving, like, if it hadn’t been coming from a guy who thinks it’s okay to bury your daughter alive because she has talked to a boy.

What, Hanif didn’t say that? But by saying only sharia law should be allowed, he fully endorses daughter-burying, sister-killing, female genital mutilation and more. Islam isn’t something from which you can pick and choose - it is what it is. It’s wholesale.

I can’t believe the Western media is still harping on about “moderate islam” and “moderate muslims” when the muzzies themselves repeatedly and clearly have stated there is no such thing. The “moderate islam” illusion is just wishful thinking from people who stick their heads in the sand, hoping that on the day of reckoning they will be beheaded last. Wherever the muslims assemble in any numbers, they become more radical, not less, as witnessed recently in Indonesia, Malaysia and countless African countries.

I did mention that this conference took place in Sydney, right? Sydney, Australia, where  all the 500 participants at the conference have chosen to live, for god knows what reason, seeing how “unclean” and terrible that country is, how unsuitable for the chosen ones.

God knows what reason - or maybe I know what reason. For being muslim, they also have the duty to go out and make the whole world submit to islam, that’s right. That’s why they sacrifice themselves, going to hardship postings like Australia, Germany and France, away from the comforts of Pakistan, Afghanistan and the lovely Saudi Arabia, that paragon of well - and correctly functioning society.

I’m not in favour of “banning” this and “forbidding” that. But it does seem like people like Hanif are actually the enemy of the countries in which they have settled. Because you don’t for a moment think that when they’ve got the segregation and “one law for muslims only” thing they’re angling for, that they will stop at that? They have been saying one thing and one thing only from the 6th century AD:

That the whole world must be islamic, ruled by sharia law.

This is no secret. Who do so many refuse to believe it?

So when the result of free speech and not banning this and that is that an enemy of a country clearly states within that country that he wants to dismantle that country’s laws and crush it from within, then I’m starting to have a problem with it. And don’t give me the: “I will fight to the death for your right to say it” crap that the muslims never waste any time in invoking. Because they never had any intention of letting anyone else disagree with their views in the first place.

They will fight you to the death if you use your right to say it, though. That’s almost the same.

Oh, look what I just discovered while looking for something else:

News from Londonistan

A woman in London couldn’t bring her dog on the bus because “there was a muslim lady on the bus who might get upset.” The driver of the next bus was a muslim, so naturally he denied her and the dog access to the bus.

You’d think, upon reading this, that my first reaction would be: “Ha? Since when has Britain been a muslim country? The London buses since when subject to sharia law? And: If allah is so bloody almighty, why did it create so many unclean animals and people in the first place?”

But no, my first reaction was: Ha? You can bring dogs on buses in Britain? What a paradise!

Hong Kong people don’t need to use the ridiculous pretext of religion to get rid of/avoid everything they don’t like. They just come right out and say it: “We hate dogs because they are scary. They bite everybody, sometimes lick.”

I think that’s much more honest than setting up this whole prophet/jihad/take over the world thing.

Hooray For Geert Wilders!

His Freedom Party just won 23 mandates in the Dutch elections, going from almost a non-entity to the third biggest party on the slogan: Less Crime, Less Immigration, Less Islam. Let’s hope he remains fearless in the face of stupidity, ignorance and the idiotic multi-culturalist stranglehold that’s choking Europe to death. Let’s also hope the other European countries will follow suit.

Soon he’ll be on trial for speaking the truth. It would be ironic but not the least surprising if he was indeed put in the slammer for saying out loud what so many people are too cowardly to say: Enough with the islamisation! Then again, decapiphobia, the fear of being beheaded, is a force to be reckoned with…

In this video we learn that half of the muslims in the Netherlands sympathise with the 9/11 attacks, and 60% think Dutch women have too much freedom, too many rights. Not the “tiny minority” that everybody’s always blathering about, or what?

We Con the World

Soon I’ll post one of my own videos again. Until then, here’s a little ditty to brighten up a grey morning.
P.S. It’s being ironic.