Last Tuesday was one of the shortest days ever. To be precise: 1,25 millisecond less than the usual 24 hours. So instead of 86,400 seconds, this wandering Tuesday now had only 86,399.99875. There are scientists who are seriously concerned with this. It seems terrible to me if it later turns out that in 2025 you were half a millisecond in 2025. Your entire career to the rat fashion.
Why the world runs faster? Perhaps due to the abundance of global natural fires. That the earth has become a bit lighter due to the many cremated trees. Or because the population of Gaza has lost thousands of kilos. That is perhaps due to the Ozempic in the Israeli rockets. That those Gazans therefore look so nicely trained.
Speaking of hunger: last Thursday stood in De Telegraaf An advertisement of confused types who want our decisive cabinet to be kind to the poor Israel. This right -wing lobby club says, among other things, that Hamas uses hunger as a weapon to demonize Israel. Humor? I think so. And maybe they are right. Who knows, the Germans in World War II were also put in a malt light by all kinds of photo -shoped hunger pictures from concentration camps. The fault of the Allies.
I have to pay attention to my words because before you know it I am an anti -Semite. In any case, in the eyes of the liberal guideline Dilan Yesilgöz, who then rushes to bump on X. I can say you from the ground of my repaired heart that I am not, but I can respond indignantly to these open war crimes of our cheerful Bibi? The genocide that the entire world witnesses and that nobody does anything about?
No, I did not forget October 7, 2023. And I know Hamas started then. But is that so? Or was the war busy for much longer? Seventy -five years old, for example. But if I was called anti -Semite, I will release a song about this heartbreaking situation. With Douwe Bob on guitar.
In our country there are only crazy Geert and the SGP still blindly behind the Stokdove Israel. Perhaps it is an idea if the believing men within the SGP also start listening to their excluded women, who undoubtedly look milder at the starving children. In any case with tearing mother eyes. Maybe they should go for a while. Or at least get control in that medieval party. These women know: God does not want this. Which God? Every God. Mine anyway. In the meantime, their God is also ashamed to death.
Just like the Jumbo-Charlatan Fritske van E. who now knows what the Groningen court thinks about him. And that is not tender. According to the judges, he should think about a few months. Van E. will of course appeal. But that will be more delay than cancellation.
Perhaps by that time they are sitting with more criminals on one cell and he will find theo -car trader Theo behind the same bars. Theo is that man with whom Fritske could more than get along well for years. The man who occasionally applied a barrel of white -washed cash. “Just put that in the freezer, Fritske!”
Perhaps it is an idea that this couple, if they have served their punishment neatly, will lead the new Vitesse. That Fritske occasionally enters the Arnhem boardroom with a plastic Jumbo-Diepvriezas full of frozen notes to rent a Russian striker. In Arnhem, they won’t look up anything after all these years. Whether Vitesse is sponsored by Jumbo? Because of the colors yellow-black that would be a good combination. However, one problem: Jumbo no longer exists. Just like Vitesse perished to pure financial mismanagement. For Vitesse and his supporters I think that is sad. Some things just shouldn’t disappear. Just like Palestine. Or would you prefer to talk about that one millisecond?