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The Mirror-faced King

Posted on July 1, 2024July 1, 2024 by admin

Yesterday, we witnessed a very strange phenomenon. A psychopath with narcissistic tendencies spending an entire afternoon bidding farewell to his victims, including twenty half-hearted “sorry, sorry, sorry” apologies – no, that’s not the strange part, but rather the psychologically predictable part of the equation. No, the truly strange aspect of this situation is that it was orchestrated by the Government Information Service and broadcasted on the News, yes, you heard that right, the entire speech aired 1:1 on the news.

It’s comparable to the British radio station that, long after all measures were lifted and it suddenly became clear that corona was not life-threatening and there was nothing wrong – that long after lifting those measures, you apparently still have a list of ‘rules’ in which even song lyrics vaguely referring to the vaccination campaign are not allowed on the radio.

Why are these two things comparable? Well, because they both show that an autocratic structure behind the scenes has taken over from a democratic one.

In a normal democracy, neither the Government Information Service nor NOS News comply with the narcissistic wishes of such a sorry-addicted plush-clinger. You just don’t do that, especially not when the man is demissionary and about to bow out. No, here, Rutte is given treatment that only the King would receive, and with exactly the same speechwriters too. Why?

And who decided at the NOS News that this EXTRA CORONAVIRUS PERIOD FLASHBACK was so enormously significant that it should fill the entire news broadcast?

The head of the Government Information Service turns out to be someone selected and appointed by none other than Hugo de Jonge himself, the man who hinted two weeks ago that he did have information from the AIVD that was withheld from the House of Representatives. Interesting, Hugo. But who is this ‘Stephan Schrover’ who Hugo placed in the government’s main propaganda position? I read the following peculiar sentence online:

“Stephan has a wealth of experience with the issue of how we as a government service better succeed in centering the ‘quivering society’ in our work.”

You made that up, Benders. No, look, here it is

Having a wealth of experience with the issue of how the government service can succeed in centering the quivering (‘lilling’)society?

What exactly does that mean?

Lilling – MEANING: to shake, particularly of innards, meat, foam, etc. WORD FACT: The verb lilling has been present in Dutch since the fifteenth century: in a text from 1477, “lillen myt den oren” (‘to move with the ears’) is found.

Lilling with the ears. I mainly know the word from pudding. But a long time ago, you could also quiver with your ears, and that’s what is being said here in this secret-service coup over society: we are a quivering mess, and Stephan succeeds in centering our quivering at the Government Information Service, and based on that information, he was hired.

Consider the lilling of the fields, and you immediately hear coal-Dutch bibles resounding over the Binnenhof.

The sausage that Rutte praised in various speeches when he started as Unilever HR Manager later turned out to be carcinogenic. (‘Sorry, sorry, sorry’)

This demonic pudding advertisement brings us back to France, but first, about the traditional Luns-De Hoop Scheffer-Rutte NATO line.

A somewhat complex calculation:

How likely is it that, as a small country, you would get to supply the NATO Secretary General three times in 75 years? Mathematically, that’s quite a tricky calculation, follow along:

To calculate the probability that a European country will supply a NATO Secretary General three times within the number of years that NATO has existed, we can follow these steps:

Number of European countries: Let’s assume the number of countries traditionally considered part of Europe. According to the UN, there are 44 European countries.

Number of years NATO has existed: NATO was founded on April 4, 1949. Let’s consider the current date as 2024. So NATO has existed for 2024 – 1949 = 75 years.

Number of Secretaries-General so far: NATO has had a total of 14 Secretaries-General up to 2024.

Probability calculation: To calculate the probability that a specific country will supply a Secretary-General three times, we can use the binomial distribution.

The formula for the probability in a binomial distribution is:

where:

  • nnn is the number of trials (in this case, the number of Secretaries-General),
  • kkk is the number of successes (in this case, 3 times supplying a Secretary-General),
  • ppp is the probability of success in each trial (1/44, as there are 44 European countries),
  • (nk)\binom{n}{k}(kn​) is the binomial coefficient, which is the number of ways k successes can occur in n trials.

The probability is thus approximately 0.00321, or 0.321%. This means there is a very small chance (about 0.32%) that a specific European country will supply a NATO Secretary-General three times in the 75 years that NATO has existed.

A probability of 0.321% is so small that you can rightly say it’s no longer a chance. Not a coincidence then, but what is it? Let’s quickly switch to France, because the mysteries are piling up…

The King with the Mirror Face.

Dans mes rêves fiévreux, je voyais un défilé de créatures grotesques, chacune plus tordue et bizarre que la précédente. Elles marchaient à travers un paysage de feu et de glace, leurs corps changeant à chaque pas. Je les suivais, attiré par une curiosité morbide, jusqu’à ce que je me trouve devant un trône d’os. Là siégeait un roi au visage de miroirs, reflétant toutes mes peurs et désirs.

and

Les murs de ma cellule commencèrent à fondre dans le sol, se transformant en une mer visqueuse de souvenirs et de cauchemars. Des visages émergeaient du liquide, murmurant des secrets et des accusations, leurs yeux brillants d’une lumière spectrale. Je flottais dans le vide, sans attache, dérivant dans un royaume où le temps n’avait plus de sens et où la réalité n’était qu’un écho lointain.

These are quotes from Féerie pour une autre fois, the book that Céline wrote about the period when he had to go into hiding as an anti-Semite after World War II. Translated, it reads:

“The walls of my cell began to melt into the floor and turned into a viscous sea of memories and nightmares. Faces emerged from the liquid, whispering secrets and accusations, their eyes gleaming with spectral light. I drifted in the void, unanchored, wandering in a realm where time no longer had meaning and reality was just a distant echo.”

“In my feverish dreams, I saw a parade of grotesque creatures, each more twisted and bizarre than the last. They walked through a landscape of fire and ice, their bodies changing with each step. I followed them, drawn by a morbid curiosity, until I found myself before a throne of bones. There sat a king with a face of mirrors, reflecting all my fears and desires.”

Could the first quote perhaps be the inspiration for the song The Mercy Seat? The face of Jesus in my Soup. Here in the Cash version:

You often see that right-wing (fascism-leaning) writers in the twentieth century projected a kind of prophetic role onto themselves: this is particularly visible with Céline and Pound.

But the Mirror King indeed has something prophetic about him, it almost seems like the perfect description of figures like Rutte and Macron. Kings with faces of mirrors.

For a superficial observer, it is mainly a funhouse mirror. They will also have little regard for the probability calculation above: oh, the more unlikely, the merrier, right?

Who is really in charge of this colonialist behemoth? They are certainly making every effort to make it appear to be a demented old man for now.

Can conspiracies also be calculated? That question would never even occur to the true alpha student. Hahaha! Sorry, sorry, sorry. And so the Third Excuse Empire thunders on and I am called a ‘fool’ on Twitter by a neocon leftist because I refuse to dedicate another entire afternoon to Rutte.

From the carefully constructed photoshopped image enthusiastically posted by Wilders, in which his team is shown determinedly tackling our problems, something peculiar stands out: the absence of Barry Madlener’s legs. This raises questions. Is it an early leap of joy, or a prescient nod to the practice proposed by the PVV in 2017, where they suggested that police should be allowed to shoot at the kneecaps of demonstrators? This would indeed be a fervent wish of the PVV, and this image seems to be a preview of that mindset.

Martinus Benders, 01-07-2024

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Castles Get Kicked in the Bricks each Summer

Let’s face it: some backpacks just carry your stuff. This one tells your entire life philosophy in one ridiculous, multilingual joke. Imagine strolling into a museum, a bus stop, or your ex's new wedding—with a bag that declares, in ten languages, that castles are always the losers of summer.

Why? Because deep down, you know:

  • Tourists always win.
  • History has a sense of humor.
  • And you, my friend, are not carrying your lunch in just any nylon sack—you’re carrying it in a medieval meltdown on your shoulders.

This backpack says:

  • “I’ve been to four castles, hated three, and got kicked out of one for asking where the dragons were.”
  • “I appreciate heritage sites, but I also think they could use a bit more slapstick.”
  • “I’m cute, I’m moopish, and I will absolutely picnic on your parapet.”

It’s absurd.
It’s philosophical.
It holds snacks.

In short, it’s not just a backpack—it’s a mobile monument to glorious collapse.

And honestly? That’s what summer’s all about.

Philosophy thirts

Feeling surveilled? Alienated by modernity? Accidentally started explaining biopolitics at brunch again? Then it’s time to proudly declare your loyalties (and your exhaustion) with our iconic “I’m with Fuckold” shirt.

This tee is for those who’ve:

  • Said “power is everywhere” in a non-BDSM context.
  • Tried to explain Discipline and Punish to their cat.
  • Secretly suspect the panopticon is just their neighbour with binoculars.

Wearing this shirt is a cry of love, rebellion, and post-structural despair. It says:
“Yes, I’ve read Foucault. No, I will not be okay.”

Stay tuned for more philosophical shirts and backpacks, as we at Benders are working on an entire collection that will make even the ghost of Hegel raise an eyebrow.

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