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So I'd better not mention Erdogans name on this blog or it might spoil my holiday in Turkey.
Erdogan is the embodiment of political leaders we thought were long gone, ok Putin comes pretty close, and the Korean with the funny haircut is a blast but Erdogan is dangerous, why? because the leaders here in the west are sucking his dick and bending over for him because they want him to help with the refugees and the conflict in Syria.
Suddenly I'm really glad to be living in 'the west', not because of our politics and our international meddling and fucking up of other countries, but simply for the fact that I can insult and swear at any leader I want without having to fear death or imprisonment. Ok some local lord mayor or politician might -back stabbingly- try to get a show cancelled in a village hall ,but that's it, nobody dies.

So better choose another holiday destination then.
Allies, that's a funny name for the musical chairs I've witnessed in my life, but that's what it is, todays allies can be tomorrows enemies and it has all nothing to do with human rights, being nice or 'jolly good people' it's all just to do with geo-politics and that's another name for "what's in our best (economic) interests?". The hypocrisy is so blatant I don't even have to explain it.
Israel shooting Palestinians like rabbits is not such a problem for us as a Palestinian stabbing and killing even one Israeli, not saying I excuse the Palestinian terrorist, but just look at the 'scoresheet' and you'll see what I mean. It's probably the fact that we trust Jews more than Moslims, that's a Seventy year change around of perspective there for ya.


Who would have thought 70 years ago that Germany would be political leaders in europe? and even more so protectors of migrants and refugees, wow! change happens. It just goes to show, that nothing ,but nothing in international politics is written in stone, who knows, maybe within the next 70 years the Taliban will be sitting on the U.N. committee of human rights (Saudi Arabia does now so hey!) and maybe IS will be organising the olympic games, who knows- as long as the rich and the powerful on this rock in the universe get to earn a buck more- who knows who they'll tell us are the good guys.

'Cos that's what happens right? they tell us through (their) media outlets who the good and the bad are, and mainly we follow their lead. That's what media and propaganda is all about, I think it was Ho Chi Minh who said "propaganda is like throwing shit at a wall, do it enough and some of it will stick". That's why you hear politicians repeating the same shit on TV because that want that shit to stick. And hey it does, how else can we explain the fact that we continually vote and elect the dickheads that rip us off, we vote for them even when we know they will rip us off, politics is the biggest con trick ever, run by psychopaths for psychopaths and we -the sheeple- are too tired and too busy to see what's happening.

I was just thinking......

The retirement age is increasing ,every time I watch the news it seems the age gets higher and higher. At retirement age people used to be given a clock or a watch as a gift by the employers, now you are so old when you retire -you don't have that much time left so you get a stopwatch- "happy retirement your time starts now!"


I'm not total vegetarian, I'd say about roughly two third vegetarian you know, 'meat and two veg' sort of person.

Being white and anti racist it's hard- we have to listen to all the shit racists don't dare say to migrants.

I go to the Ardennes on holiday there is hardly any network coverage for my cell phone! then I see migrants getting off boats when they arrive in Europe and they're phoning home!!!!! We might not need their culture but we do need their network providers.


One heart failure death and ten reanimations at this years ten miles event in Antwerp - Start to run isn't a health programme it's more a cull.

There's a worldwide crisis, war, famine, earthquakes, terrorism- if you are a politician and you are posting on twitter you're not doing your job -you shouldn't have that much time.

Sun!

It's easy to see why ancient people worshipped the sun, it makes us feel alive, it creates life and makes us friggin' happy. What do we get from other gods? Madness - and the hope of of better afterlife -maybe.

I love traffic updates on the radio - "just letting you know why you're stuck watching your life drain away on the motorway today"

They say crime is going down in Antwerp, three weeks after they arrested four cops for extortion and violence, …………..

But the sun is out and that makes everything better, except now we have the 'what to wear' crisis!!! Too early for shorts, sunglasses a must, and trying to hold the gut in- quicker than a diet and good for the stomach muscles.


The sun is only great when you live in a country where it's mostly 'grey and rain', then the sun can be welcomed like a liberation army. In hot countries the sun is like a dictator that gives people a shit life and skin cancer.

A few more months and we can all rush to the edge of our respective countries where there is water, and sit half naked and watch other uglies try and get brown, 'cos we like 'voluntary brown' -not so much if it's your natural tone. Racism is more about jealousy than a superiority feeling.

White people never look as cool as black people, never- we try -and sometimes we look good, but never 'cool' , at best in the summer we look like tourists.

A friend of mine- Andy Valvur - says 'white people like to talk of minorities when in the world we whites are the minority'. Right there Andy.

We desperately want the world to love us and our way of doing things and if a smile doesn't work we have the weapons :) Smart bombs! drones and sometimes just us with guns.

Human behavior has made me rethink the name calling like "Animals!!" "Barbarians" "Our Values" and 'freedom' :)

but the sun is shining and the garden is the best place, it's where nature tells us to "shut the fuck up and look around- you're just part of this, nothing special, part of the other living shit on this rock, get over yourself"

So enjoy the sun today folks, it'll probably rain tomorrow, but we have the clothes to deal with it.

Thoughts of the day. 18th of April.

When I was young- now and again I’d see white dog shit on the street, you never see that anymore,has dog shit become more PC? 

When they want to be elected Politicians are our best friends and they tell us about all the nice things they want to do for us, so we vote for them and elect them and they become our worst enemies, and do lots of shit that harms us and future generations, who are these psychopaths? and how can we tell them apart from other babies at birth? or even before birth and abort them. 

Everyday we pass hundreds of people, at work,in cars ,on foot ,on the bus ,while cycling and in line at supermarkets, who are they? Let’s just hope that most of them have had a good day and are not contemplating a messy suicide anywhere near us. 

The internet has become a room where millions of people gather to attract attention to themselves, byte size friendships for byte size egos. 

So, what do I do to relax? I take a ‘giving a fuck’ time-out.

Every morning I eat porridge, every friggin’ morning - does it help? I don’t know, I’d have to change my diet to find out.  

I can’t remember having to ‘re-hydrate’ when I was young, we were out playing football most of the free time, running around sweating not one of us rehydrating, is that why we are now old? 

The saddest thing I’ve seen is a teenager having to drink energy drinks to get to school in the morning, I never thought opening daddies car door could be so tiring.

Who chooses the news? Every night ‘The News’ is the same length, how can that be? Is there a set amount of things that are allowed to happen each

day?

I wonder if anyones’ last words have been , “I wish I’d tweeted more” . 

When we die , people talk about who they thought we were, we become a myth, that is our fate. 

Right, righter, righteous

Language is considered the greatest gift of us homo sapi-apes, because of it we teach, exchange truths (and lies) make relationships, exchange experiences and can use it to avoid violence.
But if language is so important, which nobody will deny , then listening and the ability to hear what people are trying to say instead of the actual words coming from their mouths must also be on a par. But do we listen? or do we just hear what we want to hear? After all it's tiring to have to adjust your point of view because the counter argument is made with 'truths' you hear for the first time. Most of us form views about everything from terrorism to tennis, politics to pop music and we make a personal 'view' on the argument at hand and that becomes our 'thoughts' on the subject, although never written in stone once these 'thoughts' are formed we, generally speaking, look for evidence that we are right. Is it not so that this is how we listen to others? Try to remember the last time a 'debate' on a heated subject ever changed your mind, how many times have you ever said to yourself (and others) "I used to think 'X' but I listened to this speaker on the subject and I have had to conclude that I was wrong all these years, I now think 'Y'."
These thoughts have been troubling me lately, 'what if I'm wrong?' what if my whole life has been based on the wrong decisions because I haven't looked at my 'points of view' under a critical light?
I comfort myself by the thought that 'at least I think about these things, at least I'm critical of my opinions, even if it hardly ever leads to change'.
How can people be so damn sure, I ask myself, how can people be so sure that they and only they know 'truth' , I constantly hear and see people who never question their own personal thoughts on a subject. Take a look at the so called 'social' (what's in a name) network sites, the ranting and raving going on there is horrendous, millions of people everyday shouting and raging at each other trying to prove each other wrong. Actually they don't 'prove' they usually just state their point of view without evidence, and if evidence is used it's 'evidence' that is carefully selected to prove the own opinion.

I used to like watching political debates on television, politicians hardly ever debate to get to the truth, they always debate just to be proved right, the party line is X so they argue that X is right and all the rest is wrong, that's not a debate to get to the truth, it's an exchange of opinions to prove the other side wrong. I've always said that I would most certainly vote for the politician that had the guts and the nerve to  admit that his or her point of view had been changed by the arguments brought to the table by the 'other side', this would be a great leader, a great politician, because they would not only have the ability to speak and argue a point non violently but also the ability to listen, evaluate and make changes.
what a shame that in our society we don't have the culture of admitting that we are sometimes

wrong, people who dare change their opinions are made out for 'turncoats' or 'wishy washy' or even losers, when they might just have found a way of listening and self criticism.

Bricks in the Wall

Education, tailored for kids of the rich.
Get 'em together, teach 'em how to snitch.
The feeling of privilege taking the reins
No blue or red just black in the veins.
Let 'em have it boredom is their thing.
Kick down their doors ,don't knock or ring.

For a Few Dollars More.

It never ends-terrorist attacks, panama papers, war, corruption...... We sometimes forget that there is also good news, good news -all that stuff that never gets reported because it doesn't sell newspapers or get TV ratings up up and away.
Even when the bombs hit Brussels two weeks ago there was -during those horrific attacks - good news going on, all the people who spontaneously helped in whatever way they could - the soldiers/medics/police and ordinary people who rushed to the help of fellow humans in need. These people get less press than the psychopathic lunatics that launched the attack, but they are just as important if not more.
Humans would have never have made it this far in history without the help we give each other in times of need, we weren't the strongest of all living things, if we wanted to survive we had to learn to work together, singularly we were the weakest, collectively the strongest, and that is what awakens in our instinct when it comes to survival.
 It's good to know that not all people will just 'walk past' when you are in need, it's the solidarity we need to survive, we humans survive together on this planet or we disappear together.
Solidarity with other humans , togetherness, not so trendy in this brave new world where endless wealth and gluttony seem to have taken over.
I feel sorry for the super rich, people so rich they and their grandchildren will never spend all the riches they accumulate, and yet a lot of them still only want more and more and more, what a sad way to spend that one life any of us are sure of on this rock in space. Avoiding tax to get a few golden nuggets more be it through a bank in Panama or other tax havens, may be legal but its morally wrong. Unwillingness to pay a fair share of  tax in your country of residence means you have lost the feeling of 'belonging', community and solidarity, they are the few that will never have enough. It must be a lonely superficial world they live in, not to be envied. As all of us they too will die one day, I wonder what their dying thoughts will be?

Bliss.

I talk about racism with my other white friends.
We know it's bad but not how it feels.

After an appearance at a benefit for refugees,
I lay in the sun ,in my garden, to relax,solidarity is tiring.

I know I shouldn't ,but sometimes I look suspiciously at people I don't know.

The best moments never involve too many people, always just enough for the occasion.


When I was young from about age eleven, I used to love going on long walks. I always took the back roads, the country lanes. Our council estate was at the edge of town, urban chaos on one side, green fields and endless hedgerows on the other. I would walk to Thornbury, a 24 km round trip,first task, try to find a stick, a boy on a walk needs a stick, a stick used to be anything then in the days of fertile imagination.
Those were probably the best moments of my youth, to get out, get away ,walk and daydream. It must have been then that I also realized that solitude is a good companion a friend to be seeked out now and again. Solitude makes it possible for thoughts to flow freely without judgement, interference or mockery, solitude gives the stage to the 'me' in my head, the one that gets blocked out and ignored when in group.
The walks were great because it was just me, trying to come to terms with me, a relationship that would last for a lifetime.
I wasn't aware of wars in far off places, social injustice or poverty even though I lived in it. The bliss of ignorance.
At 11 years old it wasn't my task to be irate, angry or  indignant, I just had to be home by tea-time.