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The Pale Lady’s Insufficient Offerings

Posted on September 4, 2024 by admin

This article is based on this Dutch article of Martijn Benders.

In Nigeria, twice as many children are born as in the whole of Europe, says Omtzigt, presenting it as a demographic problem “we need to talk about.” But when you inquire further—since this was supposed to be a lecture about solutions—no, it turns out he meant something different and not that white women need to start having more children. But what then? He doesn’t say.

What should we talk about then, Omtzigt?

Probably not about the Germans dumping PFAS into our drinking water for decades and now, because it gets a bit political, it seems as if the infertility problem is somewhat the fault of the politicians. No, let’s continue to pretend that men and women don’t experience any medical and biological decline, and it’s merely a matter of the white woman not being devoutly inspired enough.

Omtzigt’s old party has managed to get approval for glyphosate for another 15 years across the European Union, but the link between turbo cancers and infertility is too unclear. Can we get to the substance for once?

In the midst of the greatest housing crisis ever, standing up and shouting that more children should be born, as if you’re an extension of the church. Because we must compete with Nigeria, right? And if we don’t start procreating, we’ll soon be flooded with labor migrants!

And that has nothing to do with color, no. It’s simply not what you as a society should want. You want to live in a recognizable community, where everyone, just like at NSC, wears a recognizable reliable uniform. And that it’s always blue has nothing to do with color or brainwashing: it has to do with good governance and giving citizens the sense that uniformity is reliable, and reliable uniformity. Have we talked about demography yet, dear people?

Whoever looks at the numbers carefully will see that in the USA last year, fertility dropped by 3% in one year. Statistically speaking, that’s an armageddon, but a few more years of such a decline, and within a generation, the USA will be halved in population, consumption halved, houses become cheap again, the ecological chain relieved; in short, the ideal solution if you truly want to make this world livable again.

But some people apparently prefer to compete with Nigeria.

I know what these people are after. But usually, they don’t want a conversation about it, just as they don’t want a conversation about the uniformity they want to project together.

“Go forth and multiply” in Christian theology is never linked to “We are Legion”—although it’s precisely the same approach.

Speaking of those demons: This week in a Hague tram, they were strangely enough mentioned when a PVV supporter started insulting a young man with white-painted toes, yelling that these “demons” should be removed from among us. If you haven’t seen it, watch the video here.

And so we see that church, politics, and demonology have found each other again and are starting to pour a deadly cocktail of demographic discussions over us.

‘Can we talk about the content?’ Rutte always used to say. ‘Let’s not shy away from the demographic discussion’ is apparently the new tagline.

So no, those demons are not in the drinking water, not in the poisons they spray around: no, there’s something wrong with the white woman, but that she doesn’t have enough children Mr. Omtzigt doesn’t want to directly suggest either. But what then?

That we need to have a conversation with each other. About Nigeria, and why our country can’t seem to talk against it… eh, compete.

Martijn Benders, 04-09-2024

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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.
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This backpack says:

  • “I’ve been to four castles, hated three, and got kicked out of one for asking where the dragons were.”
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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.

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This tee is for those who’ve:

  • Said “power is everywhere” in a non-BDSM context.
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Wearing this shirt is a cry of love, rebellion, and post-structural despair. It says:
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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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