The Devil Among Us In The Likely Of Men

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Racial discrimination, violence and crime, are some of the problems that have divided, caused havoc and brought unrest in our society today, yet many don’t learn  from the painful experience, destruction and the mistakes they do.

No body wants to be called a racist. “The black man say it’s the white man, The white man say it’s the black man, Indians say it’s the coloureds, Coloureds say it’s everyone…….” Sings Lucky Dube, the great South African reggae legend.

In one of the shops in Antwerp, an African dog lover,went to buy a dog’s chain. After payment, as soon as he stepped outside, a white man entering the same shop, saw him with the chain. He asked the African if he is going to use the chain on his neck. What a provocation?  I quickly stepped in to hold the angry African, when the scene nearly turned to bloodshed.

That is how life goes sometimes. The poor African is not looking for trouble but the devil is knocking on his door to give him one. The white man knows very well that such question could bring unexpected problems, yet he ignored and did what his heart wants. And if you called him a racist, he will tell you “I’m not.”

At the just concluded Flemish Journalist Association end of year’s press conference on December 5, 2015, in Antwerp, I witnessed something more shocking. Among all the Belgian journalists, were only two Africans. A white male came to the other African, a radio journalist and asked him if he knows what monkeys eat.

“I don’t know.” He answered. “Then follow me.” Said the Belgian journalist. The radio journalist followed him, without knowing whether it was a joke, game or racial discrimination.

To his utmost surpise, he was taken to table with a bowl of fruits, including banana. He just smiled and left the Belgian journalist standing by the table. Why should something like that happen among a group of journalists in the same association? This is an insult not intelligence.

Many times the black man is seen as a criminal in the society, because of the colour of his skin, but crime doesn’t know colour. Both black and white commit crime. If you hate someone bcause of his colour, please just leave him alone. Don’t try to stir racial violence, because when trouble erupts, it affects everyone including children, our business and the society.

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Antwerp Under The Administration of Mayor Bart De Wever

Could Bart De Wever be the best mayor of Antwerp?

The major of Antwerp, Bart De Wever and writer Joel Savage

The Mayor of Antwerp, Bart De Wever and the writer, Joel Savage. Photo:@Kouablan Dominique.

Not quite long in Belgium, but fifteen years in Antwerp is enough to write a narrative essay, whenever I meet this challenge at an examination hall. Even though Antwerp is a famous city, known for its rich diamond collection and flourishing seaport, in the early 2000’s, the city was very rough and unsafe for both tourists and citizens.

It was this period Leona Detiége, a Belgian politician and member of the Flemish social-democratic party, then mayor of Antwerp, did her best to tackle the problems destroying the reputation of the city of Antwerp, as a tourist attraction center.

She swung into action, focusing on the notorious places, such as De Conincksplein, a neighbourhood that harboured all criminal activities, including drug peddling, prostitution, bag snatching, pickpockets, pimps etc, and De Falconplein, another notorious neighbourhood, serving as a red light district for prostitutes, pimps, and drug couriers.

Her undertakings weren’t just a bluff, it did really paralyzed the prostitution industry. Many prostitutes were arrested and deported to their countries of origin and the pimp industry collapsed. The Antwerp police received a letter from a group calling themselves ‘The Nigerian Mafia,’ threatening and ready to fight the police to death, for taking their prostitutes off the streets.

Leona stationed a mobile police van at the center of Conincksplein 24 hours daily, and all the nefarious activities and crimes subsided. Apart from that Leona made it uneasy for landlords that stole money from tenants. It was a period, criminal-landlords was known as ‘huismelkers’ were making a lot of money from tenants. Like a farmer milking his cow, they steal the three months guarantee paid by tenants. Her actions worked and totally reduced this menace which had taken over Antwerp.

Unfortunately, all the hard efforts of Leona came to a fruitless end, when she left office and Patrick Janssens, a member of the SP.a, succeeded her, as the next mayor of Antwerp. Patrick Janssens probably thought the best way to serve Antwerp, is be friendly with everyone. It was his time drug peddling, which Leona had fought to subdue, increased significantly.

There was time, Moroccans in Antwerp, believe or thought the city is for them. They drive, stop on the street, talk to friends, with a long queue of traffic behind them. Who dares to talk? You will be surrounded and if the police are not around, you will be beaten mercilessly.

At Schijnpoort, a neighbourhood in Antwerp, a Belgium driving, stops and asks a Moroccan for help, as he couldn’t find a street he was looking for. As soon as his window came down, right in front of me, the Moroccan accumulated a thick saliva in his mouth and spits onto the face of the driver. He picks up a tissue paper, wipes the saliva from his face and drove away. My heart ached when I witnessed this scene.

Under the administration of Patrick Janssens,   the situation in Antwerp grew from bad to worse. More drug trafficking at coffee shops run by foreigners. By the time he decides to take drastic action, it was too late. The people in Antwerp are fed up and really want a change.

I will always remember Patrick Janssens for saving the citizens of Antwerp from dog’s waste explosion. It was a period one always comes home with a dog’s waste because they are everywhere. He did well to impose a fine against dog owners that leave dogs’ waste in the city after excretion.

The coming in of  Bart De Wever, the leader of N-VA party, as the mayor of Antwerp, took many by surprise. As a politician who has dreams including the creation of an independent state for the province of Antwerp, many don’t like him much, but that didn’t prevent him from winning the seat as mayor of Antwerp.

The man knows that coming into office as a mayor is not all that is important but one’s achievement. De Wever is destined to carve his name as one of the best or probably the best mayor in the political history of Belgium. Since he assumed office, De Wever has done a lot within the shortest period many past mayors couldn’t achieve.

In regard to security and safety, Antwerp is now a safe city any time of the day, including night. Conincksplein, which used to be a dangerous place in Antwerp, is now a safe community for citizens.

The newly completed library adds glamour to the beauty of the area. Antwerp also remains clean since the administration introduced fine for litterers. Alcohol forbidden zones are now in force within the city.

Despite all his achievements, many still don’t agree with him. Some say he is a good man or bad man, others think he is wicked, but whatever name they call him, there is no doubt that Bart De Wever is the best mayor Antwerp has ever got or probably the best in the political history of Belgium.

Belgium: Never Feel Sorry For A Mad Dog, It Will Turn Round And Bite You

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If you want to know how cruel some people can be, just give them an inch. They will go for a yard, or give them a yard, they will definitely go for a mile. That’s the attitude of greedy and power thirsty people. All what they care about is power and they always look for the weak one to dominate, mishandle, torture, abuse and degrade them in every way they feel satisfied about it. The reason there is no peace in this world, but total chaos.

Many do ask the reason my articles reflect or show bitterness. There are many things one may find it difficult to understand, but if you are a black man or knows the bitter experience of the black man, you will quickly know or understand, the reason this person is very bitter. In a country like Belgium, which they don’t value the life of an African, just like how many don’t value the life of a Palestine, don’t expect me to be very happy, because they manufacture quality chocolates or beer.

I live in a country run by leaders including the Royal Family, even though the latter aren’t active in Belgium’s politics. In the same country, is a statue of a man, from the Royal Family who committed a serious crime in Africa during the colonial era. Leopold II killed and disfigured over ten million Africans, including children, yet Belgium thought he deserves a statue and streets named after him.

Would anyone be happy if treated like that? If you have a clean heart and love your neighbour like yourself, you will know this is not right, but completely wrong or even an abomination. That’s my bitterness. Call me a bad person and let God ask you: What do you worship Satan? Any time I see the statue of Leopold in Brussels, my blood runs cold, but I am powerless. I am not a terrorist to throw a bomb at that statue, to bring it down like how Sadam Hussein’s came tumbling down. But since the pen is mightier than the sword, I will continue to write and make my message clear to the Belgium leaders.

They can ignore me because ‘I am a common African, many people without sincere heart use as door mat,’ but I will remind them that “The chicken always comes back home to roost.” If you plant orange, you will reap an orange and if you plant evil, you will reap evil. They will one day have a taste of their own medicine, before they will fully understand the bitterness of this writer. It’s really sad but Africans shall continue to endure it without suicide like always.

How can the world go free for Jesus Christ who didn’t commit any crime to carry the cross alone? Those who committed the crime like Belgium, deserves to carry Christ’s heavy load. The reason I will never feel sorry for Belgium.

Do We Have To Share The Same Plate With Our Pets?

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Every animal has life like a human being. The reason animal lovers like their pets, whether dogs or cats. There are animal lovers in Africa too, but unlike Europe or America, Africans don’t share bed or sofa, with a dog or cat. The task of an African dog is to be outside to protect his master’s property against thieves.

In Europe, many Africans dating or married to White women, aren’t finding life easy with their partners over the way they socialize with their pets and also behind the dining table. The difference of culture clash is often like a burden to an African. It’s clear an animal has feelings because it’s a living creature. It is therefore a crime when one treats animals bad or cruel, above all we shouldn’t forget that a dog is man’s best friend.

However; is it right for a dog and human being to use the same plate? You can’t love a White woman, without loving her pet. Once you don’t like her pet, she assumes you don’t love her, but frankly speaking, it would be very difficult for an African to use the same plate used to serve a dog’s food.

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Sleeping with dog, act of abomination in Africa, even though very common in Europe and America.

Similar problem Kwame was facing when he fell in love with this young attractive beautiful dog lover. Anytime after eating, she sets the dirty plates on the floor for her dog to lick the plates clean, before putting them in the dish washing machine. Kwame thought that’s not right and couldn’t hold it any longer so he voiced out.

The woman wasn’t happy when he spoke against it. “Well it doesn’t matter since the plates go into the dish washing machine.” She said. There is a difference between hating an animal and the dislike of sharing the same plate with an animal, but such cases are often judged otherwise. It was hard to accept Kwame’s explanation because of her love for her dog.

“Yes, I understand. I love you and I love Twilight (the dog) too, but in Africa, this is never done whether the plate goes inside washing machine or not, human beings can’t eat in the same plate a dog licks,” said Kwame. It’s unfortunate that many people aren’t ready to change, instead want others to love or follow whatever they do or love.

Just nine months after the happy union, the row over a human being sharing the same plate with a dog split the couple apart and both went on separate ways. I love dogs and I’ve owned one before called Allswell, but we didn’t share the same plate or bed. No matter how I love my wife or girlfriend, I will not share the same plate with our pet, because a dog is an animal and I’m a human being.

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Man’s best friend?

A Jealous Cat Called Theodore

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Frederikke the beautiful blue eyed Danish woman has been an animal lover ever since she was a little girl. Her passion for animals is so strong that she nurses every injured animal she comes across in her neighbourhood. She has one German shepherd and a cat called Theodore.

She has no boyfriend. Her animals have been her friends for many years. She is interested in men; according to her, but hasn’t found the right one yet. Denmark, one of the lovely countries in the Scandinavia is a wonderful place for tourists, visitors and businessmen. Frederikke is really proud of her country.

Copenhagen, Aarhus and other cities have wonderful sea view, hosts of beautiful restaurants, shopping malls, exceptional boutiques, hotels and the famous Tivoli Gardens. Frederikke wishes to leave all that behind to settle in Norway, when she met a handsome young man she wasn’t expecting.

It was love at first sight and the balanced chemistry strongly joined them together. It is likely that animals have emotions like human beings. They show it many times, since they can’t speak. When she brought the man to her home, both the dog and the cat out of jealousy misbehaved, because Frederikke was giving more attention to his new boyfriend.

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The dog acts aggressively, jumps straight to the bed and tears one of the pillows into shreds, but why the bed? This is another way one can detect the intelligence of animals. The bed is the right place where Frederikke and her new boyfriend would share their love, the dog therefore decides to prevent that to happen.

Frederikke’s boyfriend was totally disappointed. Towards the evening they had their meal and the man went back to the town. One summer Saturday, after sightseeing, Frederikke arrived home comfortable with Tom. After eating and taking some wine, the demand for each other came naturally and they went straight to bed, without knowing what was in store for them.

In the process, there was an ugly smell coming from the bed sheets. Both Tom and Frederikke found themselves swimming in Theodore’s waste matter. The arrival of Frederikke and her boyfriend pushed the jealous cat to do what they weren’t expecting. Theodore went straight to the bedroom to excrete into the sheets before the lovers engaged in any act.

The love making abruptly came to an end as the odour became unbearable. On the bed they sat in the middle of the faeces, gazed at each other’s face and burst into laughter. What a cat? Tom asked.

“I have lived with them for a very long time without a man, that’s the source of the jealousness,” says Frederikke. This went on repeatedly couple of times and Tom hatched a plan and it worked. He visits his girlfriend regularly with a delicious animal food.

Whilst enjoying with his girlfriend in the bedroom, Theodore and the dog are also busy enjoying their meal. If you think animals have no emotions, then you better think twice. Treat them good and they will treat you good.