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While religions actually function as a lubricant to enable societies to reduce the heating caused by freedom of movement, man behaves as an enemy of the lubricant. This letter to my son serves as a navigation tool rather than the proclamation of theological wisdom.

Assumptions, oh assumptions. Along the way: reading this article may raise the question: “What is wrong with the writer? A comparison of Islam with football?

This platform proves that barriers are often raised by others, but that the true foundation should always be accessible. Look at the image: a boy on a sandy beach, his eyes fully focused on the kite in the sky. The only one who truly sets the bar too high for writing an article is the writer themselves. So relax, let go of the rules, and write with the pure joy and freedom with which this boy flies his kite. Pure fun!

"Mr. Trump and his contribution to social science. Rarely in history has there been a person who sacrifices himself for the benefit and development of the social sciences. I am grateful to him for his unceasing zeal in enriching the knowledge base. (Satire)

I think that anyone who wants to be ‘a ray of sunshine’ in Europe right now runs a serious risk of being arrested. 'But anyway, amidst all the grumbling, there is always a moment of reflection through acceptance of the facts.’ As the sun shines at home, it shines elsewhere too,’ and. A sorrow shared is a sorrow halved, my mother once said, and that is so true, isn't it?

The text is essentially telling us that the "Tresus" phenomenon is just a symptom of a larger cultural illness: the fear of being a footnote. We argue over the seating charts of grand political funerals because it makes us feel like the event hasn't ended yet. But as the title suggests—The Second is dead, long live the Second—by the time you’ve finished mourning the last moment, the new one is already here.

We live in a time when people are reasoned to death by every possible means. Should life consist of a beautiful drive in a convertible? There is always some oddball flying around who condemns everything about the drive. In 1964, Paul Simon felt uncomfortable and chose the bathroom tiles, the dripping tap, to play his guitar. He had the right atmosphere within his space, and the ‘Sound of Silence’ was born. Not born out of poverty, but born from a conscious attitude to life. Cheers!

Those who follow me on Facebook (link) are familiar with my introduction, “My resistance to the madness of the moment is cast in satire and blues.”.

This article is, on the one hand, an ‘open door’ and, on the other, an urgent question about mental health and physical integration with the person next to you on the street.

In reactie op een Powned Reportage, beschrijft dit artikel de intellectuele martelgang in de Tweede Kamer en het gebrek om inhoud boven karakter te plaatsen. De gevolgen voor het behoud van het stelsel worden beschouwd.