Women’s Struggling – NRC

Wonderful Sywert week. The mouth cap sneaker remains full in the national spotlight. The man seems to have had something charismatic. He once made a deep impression. At least on vain types like Barbara Baarsma and Hugo de Jonge. The Rabo diva, once unstoppable from television, thus set aside more than a hundred million for the smooth talker and Hugo almost wriggled a hernia to finalize the mask deal with the government. It is touching how he is now denying everything crystal-clearly again. It’s really very different. We must await Deloitte’s in-depth investigation. That’s the accountant from that misplaced notebook. That research will indeed be very in-depth and will probably be ready by March 2027. At least if everything goes well. It’s a monster job. So don’t pin them on it.

After that, it first goes to the government, after which three ministers spend a year messing around with it. Then it is sent to the Chamber. After a vigorous debate, in which the opposition strongly argues, he appoints an external committee to prevent this from happening again in the future. The CDA has since been dissolved, Hugo mayor of a medium-sized municipality with clear growth ambitions and Barbara is a supervisory director at Shell, Ahold, Jumbo, ASML and KLM. Sywert has been the successful commercial director of the Belgian football club Royal Antwerp for some time, which has moved to Qatar and plays in the Russian league. He did prevent the club’s logo from being moved from the shirt to the football shorts. The new technical director wanted to sew the decal in the center of the crotch so that a player could proudly pat his cock there after scoring a goal. Sywert thought that was going too far. Civilized boy from the Veluwe.

I think that is a shame. I love extreme cheering. Last Sunday I went to Ajax-Feyenoord and saw a psychotic Tadic and his colleague Antony, who afterwards both gave the impression that they had looted the entire medicine cabinet of Mrs Onana. They made a happy impression. They had won. Or they were just relieved that the stadium wasn’t burned down. That happened almost right before the game. Stung by the hard core? Nope, by Ajax itself. That’s called controlled fireworks. Probably supplied by the company that subtly demolished the lock wall in Terneuzen. That was just happy news. Even Putin was shocked by the bang and now takes NATO very seriously.

Speaking of that war: Our king is going to receive fugitives in his hunting lodge. Unfortunately, he had no room at home. I think he should close a few rooms properly on that lock. Before you know it, they’ll find guns and take them back to Kiev. And that is of course not the intention. Those weapons are for the piggy population.

But wouldn’t it be a better idea if he puts some Ukrainian refugees in his Greek villa? I always understood that Putin is his neighbor there. That seems humorous to me when that blue-and-yellow flag flies in the royal garden and Vladimir has to peck at it from his well-deserved holiday bed. Although? There is a good chance that he will come over the fence for a while. With Kalashnikovs. He is not gentle with his neighbors. And then Max & Lex have to explain under a beer that it was just a joke.

Meanwhile, the world is anxiously adrift. The Cold War is getting hotter. Millions of people are coming our way. Will they integrate and participate in our Dutch discussions? I do want to help them. What do I start with? That activists do not want the university magazine in Maastricht to be about ‘women’ who menstruate, but that they should really talk about ‘people who menstruate’ there. They are right. Otherwise it would have been female educating. I’m going to tell them this as I stand in front of a giant photo of the ruined Mariupol. And then I will whisper in shame: every country its own problems.