‘Regular bulimia undermines the sense of responsibility and increases the risk of conflict’, writes Jean-Marie Dedecker. ‘Soon the Flemish government will order by decree that the nails of the burglars must be properly trimmed.’
When governments fiddle with electoral law, it is always with the aim of gaining electoral advantage. The Flemish regents already abolished compulsory voting for the coming municipal elections, in the hope that the dissatisfied would soon stay at home at the polls. After all, it is under the assumption that the indecent vote for extreme parties, both on the left and the right. Vivaldi approved – at the instigation of Ecolo-Green – the right to vote for 16-year-olds in the European elections last week. Not without patronage clauses. Our young people who are not allowed to marry before the age of eighteen, who are not allowed to drive a car, who are not allowed to buy spirits or cigarettes … must register and may not be a candidate themselves on the electoral lists.
The climate pietists hope for the voices of the climate truants. However, 87 percent of 17 and 18-year-old braces do not know the climate mechanism. So the fear psychosis and indoctrination must continue. Geography lessons are therefore also limited to ‘climate subject’. Pupils no longer need to know where Somalia is, but they do need to know that it is sweltering hot and powder-dry.
Another law of the Green Sandal Brigade was just voted in the House to loud applause. Spurred on by the party of the raised index finger, smoking was banned on platforms, even if it was in the open air. I was not one of the parliamentary crowd, nor did I vote for the umpteenth triviality of those political bubblers. I hate the smell of the butt and I think smoking is playing Russian (or Ukrainian) roulette with your health, but I feel sorry for all those commuters who can’t control it all and could use a nicotine shot when they’re fruitless on their train , bus or tram are waiting.
The CD&V now also wants a lifelong smoking ban for bumblebees born after 2010. These Catholic will-o’-the-wisps got their smoking mustard from our antipodes, the Kiwis. With such trivialities, I always get an uneasy feeling of civil disobedience and solidarity for the outcast. And an onslaught of annoyance at patronizing laws that increasingly provide a legal basis for bigotry.
In the surveillance state, the price for individual freedom is endlessly inflated in even more forms of surveillance and restriction.
Father’s raised index finger is not limited to what we are allowed to say or possess, but even to what we put in our mouth or blow out with our lips. It has become a mixture of bewilderment and paternalism. The bullshit mill is working overtime. Legion of examples. By order of their unions, our own pompiers are no longer allowed to use the sliding poles in their barracks, only as dance poles. Striptease of common sense. At the risk of their own lives, they are allowed to climb towering on rickety ladders to extinguish fires. A governor-sheriff tells all over 60s to go back to cycling. Lost the pedals.
Brussels bans whales and dolphins in an aquarium, but they don’t even have a large fish tank of their own, and the chance of a humpback whale washing up in the Senne is small. The Ketjes probably got their fishing latin from our northern neighbours. In 2013, a humpback whale washed ashore on Texel. A silent tour was organized for baleen Johannes, and an 18-page whale protocol was drawn up with guidelines on palliative care and freedom monitoring for these marine mammals. The line of groll bakers is endless.
The roof garden growers shout ‘Don’t Mow Mei’ while the corona institute Sciensano therefore warns of pollen danger and the ‘first cut of hay’ is the most protein-rich animal feed for our farmers.
In the nanny state the fun things are taxed and the boring subsidized. According to the Nanny State Index from the British think tank Institute of Economic Affairs , which compares the legislation on food, alcohol and smoking in different countries, our country is roughly in the middle of the patronizing states. The United Kingdom, Finland and Sweden are the nanny champions, Germany and the Czech Republic, on the other hand, rely most on the common sense self-regulating of their citizens. Not that it matters, except for the annoyance factor, there is no relationship between the score on this index and the health of the population.
In Finland, which strongly discourages alcohol and imposes huge excise duties, there is no less drinking than in Spain. The UK, which has the strongest anti-smoking legislation with the highest tobacco tax, smokes as much as the Czech Republic with the fewest smoking rules. In Lithuania, a dried-up sourdough is calling for a ban on children’s champagne, following the Duma’s example, after the ban on chocolate cigarettes. Magda Aelvoet, ex-Minister of Green (then still Agalev) choked on chocolate cigarettes a few decades ago. In Ireland, a ban is on the table to get melodies for ice cream trucks from the ether. They would tempt children into consuming fattening ice cream.
The Ghent city council of watermelons (red core and green skin) removed sugar from the tomato soup in urban schools and crèches, and half of the food stands are no longer allowed to sell meat, only veggies at the Gentse Feesten.
It can always be worse.
There is an alcohol-free zone in Amsterdam. In America you can have a Kalashnikov on the dashboard of your car, but not a can of Budweiser, and you can reach a bazooka faster than a Cuban cigar. In Islamic countries, bearded men in soup dresses, who are engaged in pitting dates for their offspring, believe that anyone who drinks alcohol should be hanged.
It can also be counterproductive. For example, the European Union bans the sale of small packs of ten cigarettes, while research shows that large packs encourage more smoking. With chips, she does just the opposite. Europe is full of regulation, it enacts laws about the noise that lawn mowers are allowed to produce and the speed of windscreen wipers on cars.
We are gradually becoming suffocated by the moralism and symbolic decisions of a surveillance state.
Shop decrees determine whether we are allowed to sell shoes inside or outside the city. We have an inflation of government-subsidized controllers, smartass and control cousins to keep our leash people in line and adjust. We have waste coaches, clearing and forest coaches, wild boar coordinators, dog turd inspectors, reincarnation therapists, reading parents, menstrual coaches and menopause consultants, absenteeism integrity and integration managers, return coaches and diversity consultants, art mediators … Soon the Flemish government will order by decree that burglars have good nails. should be clipped. However, rule bulimia undermines the sense of responsibility and increases the risk of conflict.
Obesity, drinking and smoking are considered a civilizational deficit and we are made to feel guilty by smoke detectors and calorie licks, and we are also so obsessive about our health that it makes us sick. The Superior Health Council continuously warns against the increase in civilizational diseases and disorders that can be linked to our current lifestyle and environmental conditions. Plastic toys, tattoos, nail polish, color rinses, cosmetics, perfume… they are all insidious viruses according to the experts. Is there gluten in the stew or nuts in the coffee cake? Are there eggs in the cake and is there milk in the pate? Or allergens in the soup?
However, all that mischief cannot compete with my pure happiness in life, and you will die from life. Good thing, too. ‘Many people want the government to protect the consumer. A more urgent problem is to protect the consumer from the government.’ A wise man, that economist Milton Friedman.