It’s war. So Iran has bombed an Israeli hospital and the Israelis are furious about that. The word ‘war crime’ has fallen. Let me find that too. You don’t attack a hospital. Rarely did I have been with the Netanyahu club. Just like crèches, schools and retirement homes. You stay away with your bombs and grenades. Good that you said that Benjamin.
It is peace and 7,000 people were busy in the night from Friday to Saturday to make the highway around Amsterdam ready for a party. 250,000 people are going to dance, drink, eat, spray and swallow in the sagging this weekend. Whether there will also be fighting? That is not the intention, but it is a party so that is in it. In any case, the weather is easy.
It’s war. And not a bit. As a born pacifist I think: isn’t it time for a fireworks ban in that hot-tempered Middle East? Although I also understand that the fight break will come automatically soon. Both parties almost seem to be through their ammunition. Or is that again fake news?
It’s peace. Trump visits Willy and I fear that our gentle king will not speak. Donald will explain to our head of state that he is doing it completely wrong. That he must seize power, sign decrees, arrest opponents and appoint a minister who will implement the strictest asylum policy ever. Perhaps Willy succeeds in explaining to Trump that we had such a minister. One that at least promised that, but that never got further than refusing a club of young people in Efteling.
It’s peace. That is why there is a NATO summit. Great idea that the Hague whores are very busy the next week because all high bobos want a dessert after dinner. In their hotel room. According to the more expensive brothels, the Hague Maintenance cannot be dragged in the coming days. I always like this about such a military party. The side issues that are actually the main issues for most men. One of the whoremadammekes said that almost all girls have been reserved for weeks. But how does that work? I mean: who reserves such a slut? Does your secretary do that? Are you calling in such a case yourself? And how do you pay? Cash? Or do you have to go to the corner to pin after the liberating seesaw?
It’s war. So there is also a lot to laugh. Certainly when Putin offers to mediate between the fighters bosses. Hilarious right? I call that sense of humor. But suppose our Vladimir becomes the final peacemaker in the Middle East: what will he say to Israel? That they are not allowed to attack another country because that is really against all international rules? Or does he say that they should cut down with fighting because he needs the Iranian weaponry himself to kill the Ukrainians en masse?
It’s peace. Because our country is plagued by a heat wave, some politicians are totally lost. No, not Nicolien van Vroonhoven, who caught her bags on time at the totally bankrupt Splinter NSC. I mean the ever -looking minister Eddy van Hijum who applied to disappear nothing with this game in the saltless in October. And Joost Eerdmans who has picked the talent Ingrid Coenradie from the transfer market, but wants to remain the leader himself. That saves him at least twelve seats. Oh yes, the new merger GroenLinks-Pvda with their ridiculous bill to let Israel wipe off the map by a mess of Ayatollahs. Well they were a bit in the elevator …
War and Peace. The world cooks. The tension rises. Everywhere and somewhere. War ships steam towards the Third World War. Who can stop this? Nobody wants this. We yearn for a wise man. There is only one solution: calling Klaas Dijkhoff.