How Politics made me lose my marbles

I live in Belgium...

I know, famous for its' chocolate, beer, peodofiles both cleric and non-cleric...yes we have the whole range.... woohoo.......and recently for carnival politics....

Let me explain the last. For you guys not so familiar with Belgium, it's located below Amsterdam: prostitutes and marihuana and above Luxembourg: tax-haven. The part closest to the prostitutes we call Flanders and we speak Dutch...the part closest to the place without prostitutes is called Wallonië, they speak French.

These are the major differences but by far not all because in the North, we work, have a gazillion speedcamera's, have a beach, pay for upkeep of the South, have a sence of humor...in the South well...non of the above but they have rocks with trees on which they call mountains and where they kill wild boars and make pate out of them.... a kind of meat spread for on a sandwich...tasty if you like wild boar taste....

Our politicians trying to keep this plot of prime development land as 1 country. Better said, are trying to keep as 1 country because they otherwise would be out of a job and most of them are even too stupid to shoot a wild boar in the South.......

Only the other day our prime minister Mr Leterme tripped once more over his election victory dated 2007, he then won the elections stating, "only 5 minutes of courage would be needed to split Brussel-Halle-Vilvoorde (BHV)". I should explain, BHV is a patch of land where both Flemish people and Wallon people are trying to leave their mark. Kind of like doggs...they piss on it all the time to mark it as theirs.... sometimes they piss on each other and then we have elections...

5 minutes of courage turned out to be almost 3 years of brutal agony... and as a result Leterme I and now also II will go into Belgium's history books as a 1 grey and a half black page. He will be learning to shoot wild boars in the South soon.

When writing this blogg meetings are still going on on how the agenda will look like to set a meeting that will determine the agenda of the meeting on the elections...lost? wait you will be...for the meeting of the agenda of the pre-meeting of the king.

Yes we have a king too... He is only an old guy in a large house, for us people in the North that is...for the people in the South he is like the pope or that Oracle in Greece...all knowing and holy... We give him money...let me rephrase...he takes our hard-urned cash without asking and spends it on yachts, helicopters for his son and some eyeliner for his wife....

That is the king taken care off. Now, new elections will be necesary to get us out of yet another North-South difference.... Some say..."split Belgium"... others say "NON"... bottom line is we will have new elections and it will make no difference at all because politicians in the North do not want to go boar shooting in the South and politicians in the South can only shoot boar and we do not have that in the North....

And in the meantime the king and all of the politicians are partying with my hard-urned cash like it's carnival in Rio.

And that ladies and gentlemen is how politics made me lose my marbles...