On Thursday I posted a translation about a Dutch minister’s expressed desire to import culture-enrichers into the Netherlands from the French banlieues. H. Numan sends his own take on the same topic.

Stultitiae Laus

by H. Numan

What I’m about to tell you is so mind-boggling insanely stupid, I couldn’t think of any title but In Praise of Folly. Where do you think the largest mental asylum of the world is located? It’s smack on the borders of Belgium and Germany. The elites have decided that the Dutch are guilty of all pollution in the world, and the (other) Dutch (not themselves!) will atone for that sin. At Schiphol they will erect a statue of no-longer-liberty: a woman clad in burka, carrying the torch of hatred. The one in America says: Give me your tired, your poor, your huddled masses. Ours will say: Give me your bums, your rapists, your criminals.

So let’s start with our minister for Funny Walks Social Affairs Karien van Gennip. She launched a plan so shockingly insane I have no words for it. She wants to import French and Spanish riffraff out of the banlieues to work in The Netherlands. Yes, you read that right. She wants to alleviate our high-tech labor shortages by importing people who do not want to work at all and are barely literate. At best they are barely coherent in French. Which, for all the linguistic skills we Dutch profess to have, is no longer a lingua franca in The Netherlands. They probably had to revive president Macron when he heard about this crazy plan. Otherwise he’d die from laughter. Eh bien, ce n’est pas un problème. Envoyez-les immédiatement! He probably said that, when he recovered. I’m not sure what they said in the Escorial. Probably something similar, in Spanish.

I’m not going to explain why this crazy plan can’t work. It’s done to death already. It just illustrates how mentally isolated the elites are. She wants to import more of them, as if we don’t have enough already. She’s visualizing several hundred thousands of pimps, drug pushers and rapists who will, in her dystopian mind, become hard-working citizens reviving the economy. Why?

She got the idea when she was working in Paris. Some of her staff were from banlieues, and very eager to please. (Six inches or more, I warrant to guess.) She may even have toured a banlieue. In an armored limousine accompanied by a beefcake bodyguard. Why not give those poor oppressed people in French and Spanish (yes, merely importing French riffraff isn’t enough) slums a second chance? Given the fact that most of them have criminal records thicker than the koran, that’ll be more like a six thousandth chance. Needless to say, this plan was ridiculed by even her own party (CDA). Not to mention Geert Wilders. Basically ever non-elite would like to re-enact a scene from Game of Thrones. The one where Cersei does the walk of shame. Only this time with Karien van Gennip.

She is not the only women who embarrassed herself. The leader of the VVD (conservative party) was mortally offended by the aforementioned Geert Wilders. He called her a ‘tassendraagster’ (bag carrier) for the prime minister. The humiliation! She, Sophie Hermans, is a strong independent woman! Never mind that she was weaseled into a secretarial job by her daddy. After a stint as secretary to the prime minister she was promoted to chairman of the VVD. Provided that she, as a strong independent woman, did exactly what Mark Rutte told her to do. She was born in 1981, is unmarried/no relationship/no children, so she will end her life as a strong independent crazy cat lady. Sophie likes All in the Family very much: her younger sister took over her secretarial post to the prime minister. Well, strong independent woman, if you can’t stand being called tassendrager, find another job. Wilders, for example, is called a lot worse, on a daily basis. He made mincemeat out of this pathetic woman.

It’s very interesting to note that Parliament abhorred Wilders’ strong words, and rushed to denounce him and defend that strong independent woman. When Wilders was viciously slandered in far worse terms the day before, not a peep.

There is more. Nitrogen, to be exact. There is too much of it in Dutch soil. Yes, it’s a nitrogen crisis, no less! What happens when you subsidize climate activists? They expand the business. First they invented particulates. Well, invention is too much effort. They merely redefined particulates in a way that works best for them. A car has rubber tires. By driving a car, some of the rubber will wear away and become particulates. Very dangerous to your health! The city of Utrecht used this legislation to ban diesel cars and any car over 10 years of age within the city limits. The courts struck down the legislation, but the ban is still there.

As any businessman knows, you have to innovate to remain competitive. So they create a nitrogen crisis. Cows and pigs produce manure. That’s really a big problem if you farm industrially, which most farmers do nowadays. The manure has to be processed before it can be discarded or used as fertilizer. Even so, the runoff contains too much nitrogen. How much is too much? That depends entirely on your country. The norm in The Netherlands is about one thousand times stricter than in Germany, which has strict environmental laws itself. Belgium and France are far more lenient than Germany. Long live the EU! One ring law to rule them all!

Our green friends were able to create on purpose very sloppy legislation so that the courts work for them, and now we have a really big problem to solve. We can’t build new houses, because of nitrogen excesses. Cars have to be banned; there is nitrogen in the exhaust fumes. Actually, just about anything that lives produces nitrogen and/or ammonia. With this kind of sloppy legislation you basically forbid all life. No matter what kind of life. Animals, plants, all produce nitrogen over the legal limit.

The crisis is getting political, because the VVD refuses to ease nitrogen regulations, despite a firm majority in the party insisting on it. Of course all progressive parties are in favor of even stricter nitrogen regulations. But it really hurts construction businesses and agriculture. That’s what our green friends are aiming for: the complete eradication of agriculture in The Netherlands. Yes, you read that correctly. The government is busy with legislation to end farming once and for all. Those farms, who needs them? We can build so many houses there. Oopsie. No, we can’t. Because of the nitrogen regulations. Not to worry. Once we get rid of the farmers, we can easily change those regulations. They aren’t chiseled in stone, you know. Once we get what we want, that is. Until then, they are chiseled in granite.

Which brings me to our farmers. In Dutch we call them boeren. Sounds familiar? Yep, them Boers are not happy. Really not happy. Protests are being organized, so far pretty restrained. Some farmers went to visit the home of agriculture minister Christianne van der Wal. The elites were horrified. They invaded the sanctity of her home. The horror! In Dutch politics, your privacy is sacrosanct. A politician can say whatever he wants; his family stays out of the picture. Unless… that politician happens to be conservative. Try hanging a PVV or FvD banner in your house. Anything goes, folks. Oh, our ruling elites are wide open for a debate with farmers. As long as they understand that the debate will be: how soon can you close down?

Does all this have any consequences? Of course not! Do mind that this cabinet is not even six months old. It’s already riddled with scandals, incompetence and sheer idiocy. The cabinet floats on three parties, all of which are tanking: the VVD (conservatives) steadily lose seats, D66 (left-wing liberals) are nose-diving — they lost twelve seats in the polls — and CDA (Christian Democrats) barely exist in the polls. The political majority of the cabinet right now is minus 23.

— H. Numan

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