Pills and truth.
Tomorrow a bad period in Holland ends for another year. The Sinterklaas feast, which in fact is a children's party, is being destroyed by adults making war over a blackfaced figure called black Piet.
Screaming, shouting, fighting, not listening to eachother, it's sickening.
I'm not going to explain why "zwarte Piet" isn't racist, I believe you are smart enough to find out for yourselves how the story really is.
I'm not going to explain what blackfacing actually is and that in no way, it is a way to mock black people, you can find that out if you wish to.
The problem is that people don't want to search for it, because the truth will kill their arguments. People are blinded by a system that told them for years and years how to think, how to speak, how to act, what truth is and what is not. But the most annoying thing is that the ones claiming the truth, are lying the most.
Know that song? I took a pill? It's time to take the red one, they are misleading you, every day, over and over again...
Wake up....
Je hebt gelijk... een zwarte periode...
(oei, ik heb het woordje zw...t gebruikt... als daar maar geen represailles van komen)
Misschien moet ik bij de volgende verkiezingen het bolletje zwart maken bij een tolerantere partij (ai nu doe ik het weer)
Echt waar ik doe het niet met opzet, ik wil hier niemand zwart maken
(shi...)
This always seems like the most terrible time in the year, when people seem to stop debating like normal humans, and start to scream and shout. Embarrassing, thats the only word I have for it.
I do like pepernoten, and the fact that my mom is trying to send me a box of them to the Caribbean!
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