Black and white sheep

Cultural differences and ethnic profiling

Marlboro Red

In the 2000s, it struck me that nearly all empty cigarette packages dumped on the street were of Marlboro Red. And so I began to pay attention. I have seen one or two Camels and a few others, but almost all were Marlboro Red. Marlboro Red is the most popular brand. Its market share in the Netherlands is nearly 30%, and the second largest brand has just under 10% market share. But if you had to make a guess based on discarded empty packages, you would think Marlboro Red had a market share of over 95%. It was not scientific research but my observation and that of my wife. We made jokes about it. It was conspicuous. I did not make tallies, but it was like that, and I do not exaggerate. Marlboro Red smokers dumped their garbage on the spot, but other cigarette users did not. And so I once jokingly concluded that if you want to meet a jerk, you can go to a cigarette salespoint and check who is buying Marlboro Red.

It is more complicated to do this kind of investigation today. I still see cigarette packages on the street, but I can hardly find the brand name between the scary pictures of cancers and other terrible diseases you get from smoking. If 30% of the people dump 95% of the garbage, the remaining 70% is responsible for only 5%. And now you can calculate (95/30) / (5/70) = 44. Hence, smokers of Marlboro Red 44 times as often dumped their garbage on the street than other smokers, a stunning conclusion. It is not a coincidence because the sample was large enough to make the finding statistically significant. It is hard to say why Marlboro Red smokers differ from other cigarette smokers, but you can call it culture. Culture can explain the deviant behaviour of groups of people who share common characteristics, for instance, smoking Marlboro Red. It is only politically incorrect to say so.

The Marlboro Man embodies careless living in the consumerist society, perhaps even Western culture. It seems to include dumping your garbage on the spot. Litter is everywhere and it demonstrates the lack of respect for the world we live in many people have. Our brand choices tell a lot about our characters. Marketers have done their jobs well. A politically correct person might say that I am stigmatising Marlboro Red users. Perhaps only 0.1 of the smokers dump their cigarette packages on the street, so only a tiny minority of 4.4% of Marlboro Red smokers might do this. Maybe that is correct, or maybe not, but 44 times as much is a lot. If you intend to tackle the problem of littering cigarette packages and have a limited budget, you should focus on Marlboro Red users to achieve the maximum result. Marlboro Red smokers are people like you and me. They can be friendly, own a dog, have a job, and care for their neighbours. And we all do things that are not good. Our upbringing and values cause problems for others, so we need to address them. Our careless living in the consumerist society is perhaps the biggest disaster for our planet and humanity, so it should end. The Marlboro Man is a fading icon of the past. If you look at him, you see his days are numbered.

Can I trust my dentist?

How do cultures emerge and develop? History and circumstances go a long way in explaining that. The following example illustrates it. Professional groups also have their attitudes and ethics. When I go to a general practitioner, I trust this person. But when I go to the dentist, I have less faith in this individual. My doubts and prejudices against dental professionals come from my personal experiences and those of others. General practitioners and dentists are both similar medical professions. A general practitioner usually doesn’t benefit from the advised treatments, while a dentist does. And that can lead to undesirable situations. I changed dentists three times because of questionable professional ethics. I also took another general practitioner once, not because I doubted his integrity but because I found him incompetent. You have to trust medical professionals. Otherwise, your health or teeth could suffer the consequences. To prevent dental professionals from taking advantage of me too much, I only see the dentist once rather than twice a year, which is the generally accepted guideline. So what happened?

As a child, I lived in a rural area where I had the same dentist for over fifteen years. He didn’t propose treatments unless they were necessary. Once, he asked me whether I wanted to straighten my teeth by wearing braces. He added that it was not a medical necessity. He left it up to me. I didn’t think I needed that, so I have no perfect smile but irregular teeth. Many people today wouldn’t accept that, but my teeth aren’t ugly. After I had left my parental home and had settled in a city, I selected a new dentist. He took X-ray pictures and said a cavity was developing underneath a filling. He showed me the picture and pointed at a dark spot. I saw another filling with a dark area beneath it, and I said, ‘You can see a similar blot here.’ He replied, ‘That is something different.’ I am unqualified to evaluate these X-rays, but I could see these areas were alike, so the only logical conclusion was that the dentist was lying. Had he not shown me the photograph, I would have believed him. This incident made me suspicious and critical of what dentists were doing, and perhaps that was sometimes overdone.

Before he could treat my tooth for the supposed cavity, I came up with an excuse and selected another dentist. A few years later, I had a colleague who had married a dentist. She previously had lived in the same neighbourhood as I did. Her husband was not yet a dentist then, so she had had that same dentist I had found untrustworthy. She told me she had the same experience and had had a row with him. So I wasn’t the only one who had smelled a rat there. Her husband was a dentist-in-training, so she probably had valid reasons for quarrelling. It was a peculiar coincidence indeed. Thirty years later, the tooth and the filling were still in place. I later moved to the town where I live now and found an old-fashioned dentist. He was much like my first dentist. He often performed dental cleaning. That usually took ten minutes, and it cost € 21. I went there for ten years. Then, he joined a practice. Shortly after that, he retired.

I remained in the same practice. My next dentist didn’t perform dental cleaning but sent me to a dental hygienist. That treatment lasted twenty-five minutes and was a lot more expensive. Instead of € 21, I paid € 62. Standards do change, but I doubted I needed 150% more cleaning. But if my dentist advises the treatment, who am I to disagree? After all, he is the expert. I had no proof of it being overdone. After ten years, my dentist said my teeth were in good shape and clean. There only was a tiny bit of tartar, so he advised me to go to the dental hygienist anyhow. I expected a short treatment, but that didn’t happen. It seemed the dental hygienist could have stopped after ten minutes but went on for another fifteen minutes to arrive at twenty-five, so she could charge me for that. I found that dubious, so I looked for another dentist.

It would only get worse, even though not at the beginning. A new guideline stated that dental hygienists could do the periodic dental check-up. Somewhat later, the dental hygienist began to combine the check-up with dental cleaning and made the most of her time financially. I went there for thirty minutes, and she billed me for thirty minutes of dental cleaning. She also charged me for the check-up. A decent check-up lasts ten minutes. And so, you might expect a check-up and twenty minutes of dental cleaning if you are there for thirty minutes. I was too surprised to protest. And I wasn’t sure. Had I checked the clock correctly? The following year, she did it again. In addition to that, she charged me for taking X-rays and evaluating them. But how can you do all these things in thirty minutes if you already do dental cleaning for thirty minutes? It doesn’t add up. The dentists had decided to take pictures every three years instead of five, which is even more money for them. So far, these photographs had never yielded anything, only an imaginary cavity.

She was double-charging me. Dental cleaning was € 160 per hour at the time. That is what I brought home after a day of work. And I have a good salary. Many people work longer for that money. To charge that per hour apparently wasn’t enough for her. I found this particularly nefarious. After returning home, I emailed her, requesting clarification. She didn’t respond, so I filed a complaint with the Dutch Association of Dentists and went to another dentist. In my complaint, I protested against the double charging and noted that questionable ethics appear customary in dental care. I suspect only ten minutes of cleaning is a medical necessity. When I was young, there were no dental hygienists. As my wife once said, ‘The dental hygienist is a new profession created out of thin air that also needs employment.’ She hardly ever sees a dental hygienist. She once had left a dentist because he required her to see the dental hygienist without even checking her teeth. I hear similar stories from others. These practices are widespread.

My next dentist also advised dental cleaning. And this time, I was with the dental hygienist for forty minutes, and she billed me accordingly for € 119. In fifteen years, dental cleaning time increased by 300%, and the cost rose by 467%. I take much better care of my teeth than twenty years ago, but it doesn’t show up in dental cleaning time. My sister goes to the dental hygienist twice a year because of a condition causing excessive tartar. Perhaps it is hereditary and I also have it to a lesser degree. That may explain why my teeth need so much cleaning. My wife is in the same practice and went to the dental hygienist after five years of not going and received a much shorter treatment. And the dental hygienist said she didn’t have to return soon. Those aren’t the words of a dental hygienist who is after your money. In this case, it looks like changing standards rather than malpractice. The question remains why ten minutes were enough twenty years ago and why I need forty minutes now.

Not all dental care professionals have dubious ethics, not even most, but it is a significant problem in their professional group. Apart from that, standards have changed, perhaps beyond necessity. Here, you can see how a culture can emerge out of circumstances and history. Dentists always had a financial interest in treatments, leading to malpractice. Claiming a cavity is developing above a filling while there is not is outright lying. That rarely happens because you have to be evil-minded to do that. But giving more treatments than necessary is a matter of debate. Dental cleaning is suitable for opportunistic schemes to profit from the unsuspecting public. Since the 2000s, the government has promoted market forces in healthcare, so commercial interests gained influence. The same trend is visible in veterinary practices. Our cat Douwe died of kidney failure. We had spent hundreds of euros on tests, and they found nothing, and hundreds of euros on special diets until we went to an old-fashioned vet who didn’t test but just touched the animal and immediately found the problem and euthanised the animal for € 30. When I was young, most vets were old-fashioned, but modern vets don’t examine the animals themselves but perform expensive tests and charge over 1000% more. Investors buy up dental and veterinary practices. There is money to be made.

People who can afford it, and their animals, might get too much ‘care’. And those who can’t pay for it must go without it. Most dental care professionals and vets are probably unaware of the problems they pose to society. It gradually crept into their professional culture. Perhaps they tell themselves that old-fashioned care is insufficient and we need these additional treatments. Many Dutch don’t see the dentist anymore because they can’t afford it, sometimes because they pay so much for the vet. After all, your animal deserves it. And so, this extra ‘care’ can be detrimental overall. In the case of dental care, the costs rise, while the average health of teeth might go down. It has to do with how the Netherlands organises dental care. There are perverse incentives. It worsened once the government stopped interfering and left it to the market. A general practitioner operates as a gatekeeper and usually doesn’t profit from the treatments because other medical professionals perform them. If a separate dentist only does check-ups and advises on necessary treatments like a general practitioner, the problem could disappear, and dental care could become more affordable. A takeaway is that circumstances shape cultures, and most people are unaware of the damage their culture causes to others.

The political incorrect

We are unique individuals, but we are also part of several groups. For instance, you can be a dentist who smokes Marlboro Red. We usually share traits with others in those groups. Marlboro Red smokers and dental care professionals share cultural characteristics that make them behave differently from other groups, for instance, those who smoke other brands or general practitioners. Lawyers differ from construction workers, and those differences are more than occupation and education. Their sense of humour, the venues they visit, and the sports they do are usually different. A few construction workers may play golf, and some lawyers may play soccer, but on average, lawyers play more golf and less soccer than construction workers. And if you go to a woke message board, you find an entirely different atmosphere than when you visit a right-wing conspiracy site. These people live in separate worlds. They have different beliefs and cultures. These groups hate each other for that reason. It is probably okay to say that, but once you apply the reasoning on ethnicity, you step into a minefield. And probably for good reason because these differences can be an excuse for discrimination and racism. Racism is particularly damaging because it assumes that some races are inferior and cannot improve or that others are superior and should rule. But humans are programmable to a large degree, even though changing the programming is not always easy.

Most immigrants who come to Western Europe, the Arabian peninsula, or the United States look for jobs that Europeans, Arabs and Americans do not like, like hard manual labour at irregular hours. The Netherlands has nearly 1,000,000 labour immigrants, over 5% of the population. Entire industries depend on them. And who does remember the wave of over 1,000,000 Syrian refugees that came to Europe in 2015? We hear little about them today. Most of them found a place. But immigration also causes problems, most notably from groups who never lived in a society under the rule of a state. And cultural differences can cause conflicts as norms and values differ per culture. White European culture has wreaked havoc around the world. Just ask Native Americans about the cultural enrichment brought to them by White European culture. Likewise, other cultures also pose problems. Just ask the Swedes about the gang violence from people coming from groups that have not assimilated into Swedish culture. The Netherlands champions LGBT rights, but LGBT people often feel unsafe in some Dutch neighbourhoods where many Muslims live. The violent football hooligans in Europe are mainly white males, and often they have far-right sympathies.

We are at a point in history where we may have to define the values of the future for humanity and cannot shy away from criticism. We may need to cooperate as humanity on issues like poverty. If we intend multicultural societies to succeed, we must confront the issue of cultural differences and the problems they cause. Members of an ethnic group often share similar backgrounds and have experienced similar conditions. It is not so far-fetched to think this affects what they think and do and that this issue persists over generations. For instance, if your parents mistreated you as a child, you are more likely to mistreat your children. And if your parents suffered from exclusion or mistreatment or survived a concentration camp, that affects you too.

Ethnic groups have cultures. We picture Chinese, Germans and Arabs like we picture lawyers and construction workers. Individuals and groups differ, and we have more common characteristics than differences, but it does not mean that cultural differences are insignificant. If some harmful conduct relates to culture, it is politically correct to say that only a minority does it. Why do mass shootings happen in the United States and not in Europe? The politically correct gun lobby would say that only a tiny fraction of Americans go on a shooting spree. And that you need more good people with guns to stop evil people with guns. But random mass shootings are a typical American phenomenon and part of the American gun culture. It is not just gun ownership. Some European countries like Finland and Switzerland also have widespread gun ownership. And why do liberals in the United States mostly dwell in the cities and conservatives in the countryside? And somehow, I picture typical liberals and conservatives. In other words, I make profiles of them. I suppose most conservatives in the United States do not believe global warming is a serious issue. And I suspect that many woke liberals in the United States become angry if I say there are only two sexes, whatever people feel they are. Perhaps everyone can be delusional at times. Over here in the Netherlands, people do not become that angry about opinions, but I see the same patterns emerging. That might be due to the cultural influence of the United States.

And suppose all the cookies are gone on Sesame Street, and you must identify suspects. Would you not select the big-mouthed, blue-haired ones with a taste for cookies? That is also profiling. But perhaps it was one of Ernie’s pranks. If you did not think of that, you are prejudiced. We base our prejudices on experience and facts but also fiction and rumour. Only the facts do not base themselves on our prejudices. We often forget about that. Not all dentists are greedy money-grabbers, likely not even most. Even though some minorities face more difficulties than others, most individuals in those groups may do fine. And even though Marlboro Red smokers dump their garbage on the street 44 times as often as other cigarette users, it may be a minority. Or my sample could be skewed. 44 times as much? Really? But then again, US police kill 100 times as many people as their British counterparts if you account for population numbers. That number is even more unbelievable but can be verified. Cultures and societies are Big Things, but you cannot precisely define or measure them, so they are unsuitable for logical positivism.

In multicultural societies, people from some ethnic groups face more difficulties than others. As a result, these groups may pose more challenges to their host societies. That undermines the fabric of society as much racism and discrimination. It is one of the reasons why right-wing populism is on the rise. And culture often coincides with ethnicity, so the resentment often expresses itself as racism. Racists use this issue for their agenda, so there is no clear distinction between cultural criticism and racism. People see things happening but feel they cannot say that in public. That is also because of this unclear distinction. Genuine racists have no valid arguments. Others have complaints about the conduct of people from an ethnic group and express themselves in racist terms. And racists might say reasonable things. For instance, if someone says the Israel lobby has too much influence on US politics, does he merely state an opinion, or is he an anti-Semite? It is hard to tell. And if he is an anti-Semite, may it be due to the dissemination of the anti-Semitic conspiracy theories on message boards or the influence of the Israel lobby on US politics? It is also hard to tell. Discussing these issues in a climate of hatred and negativism does not help, but political correctness is an obstacle to solutions. You cannot only blame society because some ethnic groups do better than others. We could treat each other as adults instead. Cultures and institutions emerge under specific circumstances and can change. It begins with a sense of a common destiny. Building a society that includes everyone should be a primary political goal.

Humans are social animals who operate in groups. The cultures and values of groups play a crucial role in how they relate to society. Groups who pose problems often share a belief that the society they live in is not their society. You may become angry or frustrated when you fail in society due to circumstances you believe are outside your control. If you are autistic like me, you find it troublesome to adapt. You do not understand the unwritten rules. It brought me frustration as a child and disaster as a student when I left my parental home and moved to a dormitory. And that made me think. The dormitory had very different people than those I had grown up with. I did not know I was autistic and blamed it on cultural differences. Hence, I did not believe my fate was outside my control and became preoccupied with culture and fitting in. Eventually, I learned to comprehend with reason what people do intuitively, but it was a painstaking process that took years. In many ways, having a different culture is like being autistic. You find it troublesome to understand the unwritten rules of society. You are the black sheep. So, even when we are equal before the law, we are not in reality. And it is hard to say to what degree you can blame society, the individual or the groups individuals belong to. The answer is not the same for every person in every situation. The problem may not be our institutions but our attitudes that originate in our cultures. And that applies to us all, including me. Things could improve once we focus on our faults rather than pointing at what others do wrong.

Ethnic profiling

Cultural differences could be reasons why authorities engage in ethnic profiling. Culture often coincides with ethnicity. Crime levels also differ per ethnic group. Criminals are a minority in every group, but the differences are significant. The relationship can be misleading. When looking further, you see a coincidence between income and crime. And you find that these minorities have relatively low incomes. The next question might be why people from certain ethnic groups have low incomes. That relates to culture, but it is not the only explanation. Many immigrants came to Western Europe for low-paid jobs that required little education. Hence, income may explain crime rates better than culture. But you may also find that culture goes a long way in explaining financial status. And so, you still end up with culture as an explanation. And that should affect policies. In the Netherlands, the government invested in the education of minorities. Some of the best schools in the Netherlands are now Islamic. Perhaps the graph shows the results of that investment, but that is hard to prove. Still, it seems a better approach than correcting inequality afterwards by lowering standards and implementing a Woke ideology with political correctness officials. You can also observe that only a minority of every ethnic group is a suspect in a crime. And if you come to know a person, statistics become meaningless.

Ethnic profiling is controversial because it has undesirable consequences, as the following example demonstrates. Suppose a country consists of two ethnic groups. They are Group A, 2/3 of the population, and Group B, 1/3. Assume further that people in Groups A and B are each responsible for 50% of Fraud X. Hence, people in Group B are twice as likely to commit Fraud X than people in Group A. If you intend to combat the fraud, you could only verify people from Group B. You could apprehend twice as many fraudsters with the same effort. But now comes the catch. You do not check people from Group A, so only people from Group B end up in prison. While responsible for 50% of the fraud, Group B receives 100% of the punishment.

That is discrimination, so ethnic profiling is often forbidden. Some call it racist, but the reason for ethnic profiling should be a risk assessment related to cultural characteristics, not ethnicity. In this hypothetical case, it is the likelihood of Fraud X. If the assumption is unfounded, ethnic profiling could be racist, for instance, when many people from Group A dislike Group B. You can get a situation where Group A dominates society, and the authorities prosecute Fraud X while doing nothing about Fraud Z, that members of Group A commit twice as often as those from Group B.

If you dedicate only 50% of your resources to Group B, which seems reasonable because people from Group B are responsible for 50% of Fraud X, people from Group B get twice as likely punishment because Group B is half the size of Group A, but receives the same amount of checking. And because people in Group B are twice as likely to commit Fraud X, people from Group B end up in prison four times as likely compared to Group A. While responsible for 50% of the fraud, Group B becomes 67% of the prison population. People from Group B might receive harsher sentences because of a belief in society that they deserve or need it because they are unwilling to change their ways. As a result, it could be worse than the calculation suggests.

Perhaps ethnic profiling does more harm than good when you only use it for finding criminals. The end may sometimes justify the means, but it can undermine the trust of minorities in the authorities. Imagine that the police pull you over every week because you are black. Apart from annoying, it is demeaning. An argument for ethnic profiling is that resources are limited, so we must deploy them efficiently and effectively. So why check out this driver every week? It is a waste of police resources. If he checks out okay this time, he probably checks out okay the next time. Why not keep a registry of cars checked? You can also use ethnic profiling to help people. For instance, if Group X does poorly in education, the government could set up programmes to address the specific issues that Group X faces. It may be hard to effectively administrate a multicultural society entirely without ethnic profiling because central governments are bureaucracies acting on rules and aggregates.

So even if crime rates justify ethnic profiling, the consequences can be undesirable. In several Western European multicultural societies, males of North African descent are overrepresented in the prison populations. In the United States, it is black males. On average, they commit more crimes than the general population. But if the police do ethnic profiling, the prison population likely overstates their contribution to the total amount of crimes. In other words, these people may receive more punishment than other groups, most notably whites, for the same offences. And we can go back to the Dutch crime statistics and ask ourselves, ‘What is the level of overstatement?’

Ethnic profiling to check on people is one thing, but it can be a lot worse if you act on it without proof, as the Dutch childcare benefits scandal demonstrates. The Netherlands has benefits with advance payments for medical expenses, rent and childcare. The tax service administrates these benefits. These advance payments can bring people into trouble when they are not qualified to receive them and must pay them back afterwards. And the system is prone to fraud. In the early 2010s, a Bulgarian gang encouraged Bulgarians to register at a Dutch address and apply for benefits. As the tax service only checked afterwards, they noticed the fraud after the recipients had returned to Bulgaria. Many of the involved Bulgarians claimed they were unaware they had committed fraud. Perhaps that is correct, but they could have suspected something was wrong with it.

The childcare benefits involve applicants as well as businesses that provide these services. The tax service had trouble discovering who was committing fraud because the rules were complicated. A suspicion based on criteria supposedly indicating fraudulent conduct often sufficed to halt benefits and demand repayment. In other words, the tax service did not need proof to label you as a fraudster and order a refund of the advances. 71% were ethnic minorities, and many became destitute. Usually, they had filled in forms incorrectly. It is unclear whether the tax service did ethnic profiling outright or made selections based on criteria coinciding with ethnicity like income or postal code. Appeal courts ruled in favour of the tax service. At the same time, the government frustrated the investigations of a few persistent members of parliament. The Bulgarian fraud might have boosted ethnic profiling within the tax service. After all, that fraud did get its label Bulgarian for a reason. Investigations afterwards revealed the government had set targets for fraud collection the tax service had to meet. Politicians justified these measures because of feelings in society. Taxpayers do not like to pay for real or imagined fraud, and even less if ethnic minorities do it. We usually accept more from our kind than from others.

Suppose 5% of the people who use the childcare arrangement commit fraud. Assume also there are criteria to select 20% of the people doing 80% of the embezzlement. In that case, 20% of that selection commits fraud, and 80% does not. That might be a helpful set of criteria to find potential fraud, but it does not prove someone commits fraud. There was a political climate of right-wing populism that made it possible. Politicians tried to be tough on ethnic minorities because they feared radical right-wing parties would become the largest. A decade later, we see what it can lead to. Thousands of people who did not intend to commit fraud are in financial and emotional ruin.

The primary problem is a fraud-prone system of benefits. Possible solutions are less complex legislation, performing more checks, or not allowing private enterprises to perform government tasks. A blurry border between public and private is a recipe for fraud. For instance, the government could provide healthcare and child care like in Denmark. My father always says, ‘They make laws to be cheated upon.’ It is not the intention of lawmakers. But they are politicians, not engineers. If engineers build bridges like politicians make laws, you would not dare to drive over them. Politicians often cater for the interests of their voters, so you get a messy patchwork of arrangements. Good designs prevent fraud, and you must combat embezzlement as it undermines the legitimacy of an arrangement. After all, someone pays for it. These are tedious details. Making existing systems work better does not impress voters. And we cannot treat people who use those arrangements as fraudsters. You have to find the right balance. As an old Russian saying goes, ‘Trust, but verify.’

Discrimination everywhere?

Municipal officials from ethnic minorities experience discrimination and racism by colleagues, a 2023 survey in the Netherlands revealed. Civil servants participating in the survey said they faced discrimination. For instance, they received criticism when someone of the same ethnic group did something wrong. Those who spoke out against those remarks faced bullying and exclusion so others kept their mouths shut out of fear of losing their job or being labelled a problematic case. One can expect similar situations in other work locations. Discrimination is not a trivial issue. Those who make the remarks may think they are funny and their jokes harmless, but bullying and exclusion can cause psychological trauma. Often, discrimination is more subtle. When you are not selected because of your ethnic background, you often hear not why.

I once asked myself the following hypothetical question. If I had room to let, and two men applied, one white man from Bulgaria and a black man from Suriname, both had similar jobs and gave a similar impression, which one would get the room? Probably, I would choose the man for Suriname. Most Surinamese are black or coloured, and Bulgarians are white. I have a preference. Suriname has been a Dutch colony, and most people from Suriname living in the Netherlands are nearly as Dutch as the Dutch themselves. And I have a prejudice that Surinamese seldom cause trouble. The crime statistics do not underpin my prepossession. So, where did I get the idea from? The people I have met? Television? It is not clear. And knowing this, I would probably still choose the man from Suriname. Why? Surinamese are culturally closer to the Dutch than Bulgarians. And here we arrive at the heart of the matter, something overlooked in debates about racism. About Bulgarians, I know very little. And Bulgarians may differ more from native Dutch than Surinamese. When I rent out a room, I do not want trouble. Judging native Dutch is hard enough already, let alone people from other cultures.

So what is the matter with me? I do profiling and have prejudices like most people. Otherwise, I would not have opinions about dentists and Marlboro Red smokers. And that includes ethnic profiling. I may not always be aware of it. But I am not racist. Otherwise, I would have selected the white guy. It is something else. I take no unnecessary risks and form opinions about groups like dentists and people from Suriname or Bulgaria without being aware of it. Fear of the unknown protects us from danger. Prejudice often comes from things we hear or experience. These traits have a nasty side and can turn into xenophobia. That is not to say there is no racism or that it is not widespread. But if the most significant underlying issues are unfamiliarity and cultural differences, then identifying racism as the problem only scratches the surface and may do more harm than good.

Those who are different face exclusion and violence. And I am different from the rest, so I know what it means to be picked out for special treatment for no other reason than who I am. It makes you doubt yourself and ask, what is the matter with me? But it is how groups of humans deal with deviant behaviour and press for conformism. Even people who think they are open-minded and cherish diversity are not so different because they often do not tolerate those who disagree. Cooperating in groups requires a degree of conformism, so cultural differences and unfamiliarity cause trouble and uncertainty. It already begins with simple things like agreements and appointments. People from different cultures deal with them differently. There is no easy way out except sharing values, ending conduct that harms others, moderation, and understanding why people are the way they are. Think of the benefits in the long run and the long-forgotten words of the Reverend Martin Luther King:

I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the colour of their skin but by the content of their character.

Today, King’s dream seems like a vague memory of a distant past. Perhaps we live in a period of social decline, but the trend in the crime statistics in the Netherlands does not support this assumption. That we are not there yet sixty years later might testify to the magnitude and complexity of the issue. Otherwise, it is a lack of willpower. Perhaps it was too much in the 1960s, as the colour of your skin may say something about your character because of culture. Different cultures pose different issues, and culture often coincides with ethnicity. But it is as hard for the black man to enter Paradise as it is for the red, white or yellow man. Cultures change, so it must be within our possibilities to make King’s dream a reality. A black sheep is as sheepy as a white one, so let’s all say baa together.

Latest revision: 23 January 2024

Featured image: Black and white sheep. Jesus Solana (2008). Wikimedia Commons.

Another whiff of coincidence

The aftermath of the superstorm prediction

A whiff of coincidence was in the air. Perhaps, it was more than that. And I took notice. In the Autumn of 2008, the time-prompt phenomenon haunted me for weeks. On the Internet, people wrote about similar experiences. As a result, I became preoccupied with numbers for a while, most notably double-digit numbers and multiples of eleven. For instance, in December 2008, we passed a gas station in Sneek. There was a billboard indicating prices. One number was flashing, indicating a price of 1.199. 11 and 99 were both multiples of 11. And I noticed it because of my preoccupation. And so, eleven and some other numbers, for instance, the emergency services telephone numbers 112 and 911, play a significant role in the following report. Some of these stories might be lame, while others could make you wonder.

Also in December 2008, I predicted that a superstorm would strike the Netherlands on 9 February 2009, the birthday of the Lady from the dormitory. The storm came, but it was less severe and hit Northern France rather than the Netherlands. Charles de Gaulle International Airport of Paris had to be closed that day. You can read more about that here:

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The superstorm prediction story came with a peculiar sequel. On 1 June 2009, Air France flight 447 disappeared above the Atlantic Ocean. The incident involved an Airbus 330 with manufacturer serial number 660.1 Both are multiples of 11, referring to 11:11. Flight AF447 and the 9 February 2009 superstorm relate to the Charles de Gaulle International Airport in Paris. It happened 112 days after 9 February 2009, while 112 is the European emergency services telephone number.

At first, I did not consider a relationship between the Air France AF447 flight disappearance and the superstorm. The next day, a helicopter crashed on Ameland.2 We were about to spend our holidays there, and there already had been a few coincidences related to Ameland. That attracted my attention, but I did not think much of it. The next day, my son Rob was watching the news. Suddenly he came to me yelling: ‘Guess what, the plane that crashed was due to arrive at 11:11 AM in Paris.’ That was incorrect. The plane was due to arrive at 11:10 AM. But Rob’s remark made me investigate the incident.

On 30 June 2009, Flight IY626 crashed in the Indian Ocean near Comoros,3 29 days after Flight AF447 disappeared above the Atlantic Ocean. AF447 was destined for the Charles de Gaulle International Airport in Paris. IY626 had departed from this airport. There are 29 days between 1 June 2009, the day flight AF447 disappeared and 30 June 2009, the day flight IY626 crashed, while 2/9 refers to 9 February (American notation).

The church tower in the pond at the university campus of Enschede played a central role in the circumstances that made me make the superstorm prediction. And university campus of Enschede was where I met the Lady. The artwork refers to flooded land. Enschede has area code 53. The last major flooding disaster in the Netherlands happened in 1953. This event is known as the February Storm of 53. The Dutch film De Storm about the 1953 flooding disaster came out in 2009.4

The premiere of the film, which lasts 110 minutes, was on 11 September 2009 (9/11, while 9+1+1=11 and 2+0+0+9 =11, making a reference to 11:11) at the 11th Festival Film by the Sea in Vlissingen.4 Vlissingen was the destination of our summer holidays in the four previous years. Enschede turns up in several spooky coincidences, so it is noteworthy that Enschede has a sorority named Spooky.5

Exactly three years after a blogger from Sargasso.nl posted the story about the fictional superstorm with a flooding disaster hitting the Netherlands on 9 February 2009, the presentation of the World Risk Index of the United Nations University was held on 2 September 2011. The Netherlands had the highest risk of flooding disasters in the European Union. The Netherlands is ranked number 69 worldwide,6 a peculiar ‘position’.

FC Twente becoming Dutch soccer champion

In 2010, FC Twente from Enschede became champion of the Dutch soccer Premier League for the first time ever. In 2009, AZ from Alkmaar had been champion. A is the first letter of the alphabet, while Z is the last. In Greek, that is Alpha Omega. On 21 December 2012, the day the Mayan calendar supposedly ended, there was one match in the Dutch soccer Premier League: AZ – FC Twente. In the years before 2009, PSV Eindhoven was the champion. Eindhoven means Final Gardens, a reference to Paradise. It is where the Lady from the dormitory currently lives.

On 2 May 2010, we went with my parents, my sister and brother-in-law and their children to an indoor playground in Almelo to celebrate my mother’s 65th birthday. It was the day FC Twente became champion. A screen played Disney XD channel for children. I was watching it. Three American football players appeared. One of them had shirt number 19, and another had 53. Then, the football players with numbers 19 and 53 stood side by side and began jumping, making the number 1953 noticed. It was the year of the flooding disaster, and it linked to Enschede because of the area code 53 and the church tower in the pond, and it happened on the day FC Twente from Enschede became champion.

In the years that followed, Ajax Amsterdam became champion. The Ajax team is nicknamed Sons of God, and Amsterdam is often abbreviated to Adam. Adam is the Son of God (Luke 3:38). Johan Cruijff, the most famous Ajax football player in history, has the initials JC like Jesus Christ. His nicknames were Number 14, The Skinny One and The Oracle. Number 14 was his shirt number. And that number refers to the initials of the Lady. I was a skinny person employed as an Oracle developer and database administrator. Cruijff also became the trainer for FC Barcelona in Spain. According to persistent rumours in the Dutch press, people in Barcelona called him The Saviour.

2 September 2011 is a curious date (2/9/11 or 2/9/2011 while 20=9+11), making multiple combinations of elevens. That day, the Dutch national soccer team, nicknamed the Dutch Eleven, won their Euro 2012 qualifying match against San Marino in Eindhoven. The score was 11-0, surpassing their previous 9-0 record score.7 This is a 9:11 reference. Soccer is played by two teams of 11 players, and 11:11-reference.

And on 2 September 2011 was the farewell party of star soccer player Ruiz of FC Twente, who played a crucial role in the championship of FC Twente in 2010.8 In his new team Fulham, Ruiz had number 11. His first match for his new team was on 11 September 2011. Remarkably, FC Twente played its next contest in group K of the Europa League on 15 September 2011 against Fulham, Ruiz’s new team. K is the eleventh letter of the alphabet, while the match result was 1-1. The return match was on 1 December 2011. 1 December is 1/12 (European notation), while 112 is the European emergency telephone number.

A peculiar set of plane crashes

On 15 September 2012, a small plane crashed in a field near Den Helder in the Netherlands. At the same time, there was an air show in Den Helder, but the accident was not related to the air show.9 That evening, another small plane crashed in the Netherlands in a field in Valkenswaard near Eindhoven. This plane had taken part in the Den Helder airshow earlier that day.10

On the same date, a small plane flying for the Dutch KLM Flight Academy was found crashed in a canyon in the mountains east of Phoenix, Arizona. Three people died on the crash site.11 Three weeks later, on 6 October 2012, another small aircraft flying for the KLM Flight Academy crashed into another small plane. Both managed to make an emergency landing, and nobody was injured.12 There had never been any accidents involving the KLM Flight Academy before.

The following related incident pairs can be identified: two planes crashing on the same day in the Netherlands and two aircraft of the KLM Flight Academy crashing, linked by the Netherlands and the date 15 September 2012. The number three occurred three times. Three planes were in the news on 15 September 2012, and three people were killed. And there were three weeks between the accidents.

And so, I pondered on 10 October 2012 whether or not the number three was part of this scheme. A few hours later, the news reported that three people had killed themselves in a rare triple suicide in Utrecht. Among the dead were two twin brothers aged 33.13 That made it even more bizarre. According to the report, police entered the apartment after the family had received farewell letters.

On 17 July 2014, Malaysia Airlines Flight 17 (MH17) was shot down in Ukrainian airspace. The plane was a Boeing 777-200. The incident happened four months after Malaysia Airlines Flight 370 (MH370) went missing on 8 March 2014. The aircraft is still missing, which makes its disappearance particularly mysterious. That plane also was a Boeing 777-200, and the 404th plane of that type produced while 404 is the number associated with missing (not found) web pages.

The Flight 17 plane first flew on 17 July 1997, exactly 17 years before the accident.14 That was exactly one year after the crash of Trans World Airlines Flight 800 on 17 July 1996.15 It crashed 777 days before Swissair Flight 111.16 That is peculiar because of the numbers 777 and 111. Exactly 7 years, 7 months, and 7 days after Malaysia Airlines Flight 17 (MH17) was shot down in Ukrainian airspace, Putin started the Ukraine war. Did he count the days? Probably not.

Looking at the numbers

Again in December 2008, we took a trip to Amsterdam by train. Rob and I had been noticing 11 related coincidences all day. In the evening, we were on the train destined for Sneek and sat down. Rob then said: ‘The number of this train unit has nothing to do with eleven.’ He was mistaken. The number was 242 or 2 * 11 * 11. And I took notice.

In January 2009 after work, I sat down in train unit 306. I realised that 306 is not a multiple of 11. My calculation was 330 – 306 = 14. It demonstrated that 306 was not divisible by 11. So this was not spooky. Then I looked to the left. On the track next to me was train unit 234. This number was not a multiple of 11 either as 234 – 220 = 14 also. Then I found myself contemplating whether or not the number 14 turning up was a coincidence. I looked to the right just when bus 14 was entering the bus station. 14 translated into letters is AD, the initials of the Lady. If you turn that number upside down, you get ‘hi’.

My lucky number was 26 because I was born on 26 November. As I remember it, the Lady was born on 9 February (9/2 European notation). That links the number 92 to Her. Now it happens to be that 92 is 26 upside down. And probably we were both born in 1968. We crossed each other’s path in 1989, while 89 is 68 upside down. That makes it a pair of related coincidences like 11:11. Also, 1968 and 1989 were revolutionary years. If this is not a mere coincidence, then some thinking has gone into this.

Numbers do not have any meaning except their value, and coincidences can happen by chance. Thinking of myself as rational, I once tried to debunk these suggestions as irrational. When commuting home from work on the train, I tried to convince myself that number coincidences are selective remembrance. If you focus on something, for instance, a specific number, you notice it more often. Upon nearing train station Sneek North, I told myself, ‘Let’s focus on 86, a number that has no meaning to me, and I will start to see it.’ And indeed, the following number I saw was 86 on the licence plate of a car parked at the station. Did that prove my point, or was Someone poking fun at me?

At the time, most Dutch licence plates had the following formats: AA-AA-99, 99-AA-AA, and 99-AAA-9 (A is a letter, and 9 is a number). The chance of a two-digit number like 86 on the first licence plate was close to one per cent. One year later, this incident came to my mind again. When parking my bike at work, I thought of it for no apparent reason. Then I walked down the parking lot and noticed the licence plates. Among the eight licence plates I saw, three had an 86, one had a 68, two had an 11, which might refer to 11:11, and two were unrelated to the incident, a pretty impressive score.

On 17 March 2012, the number 26 popped up conspicuously often. It never happened like that. As it is my lucky number, I would have noticed that. That afternoon Ingrid, Rob, and I were biking. The number 26 kept coming up, for instance, on licence plates. I began wondering what kind of luck was waiting for us. Rob wanted to go to the restaurant named Het Paviljoen near the lake. It was closed in March, so I warned him it would be closed. Rob wanted to go there anyway. The restaurant turned out to be open unofficially. The owner was waiting for a supply truck. It was late, and it arrived when we were there. After we left, the restaurant closed.

I also noticed the number 92. For a while, it appeared that when I left a building, the first car to pass often had the number 92 on its licence plate, perhaps, about one in three to five times, while once in a hundred was to be expected. Once, I tried to cross a road. The first car passing had a licence plate number with a 92. The second car also had 92 in its licence plate number. And so did the third. Only these three cars passed before I could cross. It was a temporary phase, and selective remembrance played a role, but it did not seem entirely coincidental.

A small white car with licence plate number 9-GXD-2 was parked in Leeuwarden on a parking lot near the train station nearly every morning for years. The letter O is not on Dutch car licence plates, so I imagined the X could represent an O linking God to 9 February (9-GOD-2). I also found this car parked 100 metres from my home in Sneek a few times. That may seem insignificant, but a related incident makes it noteworthy.

I own a green Opel Astra with licence plate TZ-GT-18. Once when we were on holiday in Zeeland, I noticed another green Opel Astra with licence plate TZ-GT-54. That attracted my attention. Later, I found it parked in Sneek near my home several times. It was in the same parking place where the car with licence plate 09-GXD-2 had also been. The distance between Zeeland and Sneek is 300 kilometres. That combination of peculiar events is like seeing 11:11.

Featured image: Poster for the film The Storm. Universal Studios (2009). [copyright info]

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Eibergen

Close to Enschede, in the east of the Netherlands, is a village called Eibergen. I was born there on Iepenstraat, which means elm street. The assassination of US President Kennedy took place on Elm Street, and that event became part of a web of remarkable coincidences. A Nightmare on Elm Street is a horror film first released in the United States on 9 November 1984 (11/9) and in the Netherlands on 11 September 1986 (9/11). 9/11 refers to the terrorist attacks of 11 September 2001, another event marked by an array of remarkable coincidences. As these words indicate, this is the beginning of a most peculiar story. More precisely, a story inside a story.

Eibergen means egg mountains, which could be a cryptic reference to a mother’s womb. The initials of my last name, KI, make the Dutch abbreviation for artificial insemination, a way to become pregnant without sexual intercourse so that a virgin can give birth. By the way, it also is the abbreviation for artificial intelligence, so if you think you are smart, think again after reading what I have written. The name of the nearby city, Enschede, may refer to the female reproductive organ. And the initials of my first and middle name, BH, make the Dutch abbreviation for a bra. The song A Boy Named Sue by Johnny Cash suggests that funny names, particularly of this kind, build strong character. The meaning of songs is relevant to this story too.

I lived in Eibergen until I was four, so I do not recall much of that time. As far as I remember, nothing unusual happened. You might expect something extraordinary to transpire if you know where this story is heading, but it didn’t. Often I went out on a tricycle to feed the sheep in the pasture at the end of the street. Being a shepherd may have been my calling. There often was a clock on television, and I was afraid of it. If it appeared, I took cover behind the sofa. My younger sister Anne Marie was born in 1971. I remember that my mother was pregnant. She was ironing. And I sang songs for the baby in the baby room while my mother was changing diapers.

Our home was in a block. Next door lived an older lady, probably in her sixties. She came from the former Dutch Indies and had a fish tank in the living room. On the other side was another young family with children. They had a daughter of my age and a younger son. I remember playing with them. And I once electrocuted myself by putting the chain of the stopper of the kitchen sink into a wall outlet. Others later said I had used scissors, but I am sure it was the stopper’s chain, which then was confirmed by my mother, suggesting my memories are of good quality.

My father went to work around 6 AM and returned around 9 PM. He loved his job. On Saturdays, he often went out with his friends, hunting, I suppose. And so, I hardly saw him. At home, he caught up on his sleep on the couch to wake up when sports started on television. So, when I was three years old, I once said to my mother, jokingly, I suppose, ‘Who is that man sleeping on the couch?’ That is what my mother later told me. My father probably took the hint. I remember that he took me out of bed every morning before he went to work and played with me for a few minutes for a few weeks.

When I was three, I fell on my teeth on the wooden table in the living room in a brutal smash. A piece of the wood broke off. My front teeth turned black until my permanent teeth came. And so, I became an ugly duckling for years to come. We also had a biking accident. My mother was biking, Anne Marie was in the front, I was in the back, and my mother had trouble handling the bags full of groceries at the handlebar. And then the bike fell over. In early 1973, we moved to Nijverdal, which means industrious valley. It suggests we left the mountains for a life in a valley, but the Dutch mountains are imaginary, and the name of a song by my favourite band, The Nits. The music you like may reveal your character. And I think that is correct in my case.

Featured image: my mother, my younger sister, and I (in the foreground)

Jokers on Files.

Joking jokers

In 2002, I started to work as an Oracle database administrator at a government agency near home. Most people in the Netherlands know about the agency because it processes traffic fines. For that reason, it isn’t popular with the general public, just like the Internal Revenue Service. So if someone asked who my employer was, I kept it vague and said the government or the Department of Justice. It didn’t take long before something went seriously wrong. On my second day on the job, one of the production systems crashed after running the batch jobs, leaving a corrupt database, and with the benefit of hindsight, that was a bit peculiar. After two days of searching, I still hadn’t found the exact cause. When I restored the backup of the previous evening, which was still valid, and ran the batch jobs, the database became corrupt again. It probably was a software bug, so I advised restoring the backup of the previous evening and upgrading the database software to the latest version and seeing if it would solve the issue. Instead, the IT director declared a crisis and set up a multi-disciplinary task force to deal with the situation.

The head of the task force was a corpulent project leader who decided we should find the cause, which I hadn’t uncovered. I just wanted to fix the problem. Every day at 10 AM, there was a meeting to discuss the state of affairs. Every day I proposed to upgrade the database software to see if it would help. And every day, my proposal was brushed aside. I would have done it myself, but I was new on the job, and they used VAX VMS, an operating system I wasn’t familiar with, so I couldn’t install software or restore backups on my own. Two weeks later, after our experts had all weighed in and also after hiring a database corruption expert from Oracle, the cause remained elusive, and managers were getting desperate. Finally, they were willing to consider my suggestion. And it solved the problem. It was a harbinger of things yet to come. During a review, they grilled me for not being interested in researching the cause. I said that solving a crisis was more important as it was a production system, and the users needed it to work. And by the way, the upgrade demonstrated that it was a software bug.

A few months later, my employer hired a security officer. Probably the audit department had advised it. He was a guy in a suit who soon began to make our work harder by implementing unnecessary procedures. For instance, we had to lock up our Oracle manuals in a secure location after work and bring the keys to the porter’s lodge. But our manuals were public information like Windows manuals. Today, you can find this information on the Internet. At the same time, Mulder, the system that processed the traffic fines, had a superuser named MULDER with the password MULDER. Everyone knew that and could mess with the traffic fines. I notified the security officer, but being a true bureaucrat, he had more important things to do, such as attending meetings, inventing procedures and making management reports. Other systems had this issue too. And so, I contacted a few senior programmers, and we fixed that problem.

There were other issues with access rights too. As they would say in the course Professional Skills, ‘There was room for improvement.’ If a new employee came in, the service desk made a ticket stating, ‘Create user account X as a copy of account Y,’ and sent it from one department to another. Usually, it took two weeks for the ticket to pass through all our departments, and system administrators made errors. Hence, account X was rarely exactly like account Y. If people switched departments or left, the defunct access rights usually weren’t deleted. Perhaps the audit department had figured this out, as our management soon initiated a project role-based access rights (RBAC).

RBAC works like so. You have a role in a department. In ordinary language, it is your job. For your job, you need access to an array of systems. Your job description determines which rights you need, for instance, reading specific data or changing it. As a rule, employees should not receive more access rights than required to perform their tasks. RBAC is about the rights an employee in a specific job role needs. Business consultants came in and defined job roles and access requirements. A programmer then built an administrative database. But the database wasn’t connected to our systems, so there was no guarantee that the access rights in our systems matched the administration. And if you know how things fare in practice, you know that the administration would soon become stale and pointless. People are lazy, make errors, and forget things. And that would change once the administration and our systems connected. If the administration connected but was wrong, people couldn’t do their jobs properly, so the administration had to be constantly updated.

In 2004, I secretly began building an account administration system named DBB using Designer/2000, leaving the bureaucrats out of the loop because they would probably stand in the way and make it harder for me. Only my manager and a few colleagues knew about it. DBB automated granting and revoking access rights in our systems the RBAC way. It took me nine months as I also had to do my regular work as a database administrator. But when I was ready to implement DBB on the production databases, the bureaucrats became aware of what was happening and tried to block it. In early 2005, I introduced it sneakily with the help of the people from the service desk who wanted to use it. They installed the DBB client programmes on their personal computers. And I was a database administrator, so I could install anything I wanted on any database.

The outcomes were spectacular. The service desk now created the accounts, so the tickets didn’t have to pass through so many departments. We created accounts in one day instead of two weeks. And the service desk could reset passwords on the spot instead of relaying the request to a department, bringing down the time to reset passwords from hours to seconds. And the access rights accurately reflected job roles. So, once DBB was operational, the opposition crumbled, and DBB became a regular application, even though not an official one, and we had RBAC forcefully implemented.

The logo of DBB was a drawing made by Ingrid. She had made it for another purpose. It features jokers grinning at a set of file folders. To me, these folders symbolised bureaucracy. DBB joked with the bureaucrats as the bureaucrats considered it a rogue system. Supposedly, I was one of those jokers, so I made one of them my avatar on the web. DBB was my love child, just like Fokker once was Jürgen Schrempp’s. And so, I ensured DBB could survive if I ever left the agency. I produced design documents and manuals and built DBB according to accepted Designer/2000 practices. We had a lot of Designer/2000 programmers, so they could easily have maintained DBB. But I hadn’t followed the proper procedures when building and implementing it, so it never became official. So, if something went wrong, it was not a mere incident, as would be the case with any other system, but a cause to replace DBB. And something went wrong once.

For over ten years, bureaucrats devised plans to replace DBB. Our management started two projects to replace it. The first effort stalled because they had underestimated the complexity of the matter. They might have thought, ‘If one guy can do it, how difficult can it be?’ In 2016, a new project team realised it was pointless to replace DBB as it was doing fine and replacing it was costly. The newer Java systems ran on Postgres databases and used web access, so they didn’t use DBB. And our management planned to decommission the old Designer/2000 systems so DBB could retire by then.

Bureaucrats may value rules more than outcomes. And so, I sometimes wondered what they thought. It could be, ‘If I mess things up, no one can blame me if I stick to the rulebook. But if I do the right thing but do not follow procedure and something goes wrong, my job is on the line.’ If something has gone wrong, the government hires consultants to investigate the issue and propose changes to the procedures to prevent it from happening again. Sadly, the next time, the situation may be different, and then it goes wrong again. Over time the proliferating rules become unwieldy. You might think it is better to do away with procedures, but for governments, that is not a good idea. The role of government is to provide and implement rules. Just imagine government employees doing as they please. Nevertheless, there seemed room for improvement. I only valued outcomes. And organisational politics was a fuss, so I tried to stay out of it on focus on my job.

DBB not only joked with the bureaucrats. The joke was also on me and in a most peculiar fashion. In June 2010, I received a highly unusual request from a system administrator to drop a user account manually. That hadn’t happened for several years. DBB usually took care of that, but for some unknown reason, DBB failed to drop this particular account. The username was ELVELVEN. If you read that aloud, you say eleven elevens in Dutch, a reference to the 11:11 time-prompt phenomenon. Usernames consisted of the first one or two characters of the employee’s first name followed by the employee’s last name. In this case, the user’s last name was Velven. To me, 11:11 signals a combination of two related unlikely events. And indeed, the joke had a part two, and it was even more peculiar.

In 2014, I tested an improvement to DBB. My test signalled that an illegal account had sneaked into our systems. The username was AD******, the first character of the first name followed by the last name of A******* [the lady who might be God and appears to stalk me with coincidences]. Had she been employed with us, this would have been her username. And her name isn’t common, so this was unnerving, even more so because it was the only username that popped up. It couldn’t be her, or could it? It turned out that a guy with the same last name as hers had worked for us. His first name began with an A too. And the account wasn’t illegal. I had mixed data from two different dates in the test, which made it appear that this account had sneaked in illegally. Just imagine the odds of only this account popping up.

In 2005, my manager promised me a promotion. He told me that I had managed to introduce DBB. ‘You had a vision and you made it happen and you overcame all the opposition, and now we have RBAC,’ he said. He added that I was the best database administrator of the lot. I doubted that and said we had a tech genius in our department who was better than me. And then he said, ‘Having the right vision and making it happen are far more important.’ Only, he didn’t formalise the promotion, so I tried to make him put his promise into writing. I asked him several times to do that. And then, he took on a new job somewhere else, so I feared I would end up empty-handed. After all, I hadn’t many friends in high places.

Just before he left, I pressed him again to put his promise into writing. As the promotion had not yet come through, he wrote I could get a minor wage increase, and then he filed it for processing at the human resources department. A few weeks later, they summoned me to the human resources department. A bureaucrat had come up with a technicality. I couldn’t even keep the minor wage increase. That was a breach of contract, plain and simple, but to bureaucrats, only rules and procedures count. My previous manager had already left, so they blamed it on him, and his temporary replacement didn’t care as he also was on his way out. As I had put a lot of effort into having it in writing, and my manager had already fobbed me with a minor wage increase, I walked out of the meeting angrily.

When I arrived home, Ingrid told me that a freelance agency had offered me a job. It was the first offer of this kind since I started working for my employer. And so, I made a rash decision and resigned. With the benefit of hindsight, it was a remarkable coincidence that the freelance agency called me on this particular day. It didn’t take long before I started to have second thoughts. Out of the blue, a strong feeling emerged that it was a wrong decision. I can rationalise it by saying there weren’t many jobs for database administrators near home. And the issues with my son didn’t allow me to work far away from home while my physical condition didn’t allow for long travels. That may all be true, but these considerations were not the real reason. The feeling became so strong that I had no other choice but to reverse course and try to undo my resignation.

There was a new manager, and he accepted my change of mind. He pledged to do his best to restore my confidence in my employer. Due to a bureaucratic error, I missed the promotion again a year later. I began to distrust him and feared he might not make good on his promise. That didn’t happen at the time, but he soon gave the tech genius a higher pay grade and left me out. And several years later, after he had risen in rank, in another remarkable coincidence, he tried to take away the pay grade that came with the promotion when I switched to Java programming. Nevertheless, he was a very competent manager who later played a leading role in improving the IT department. After some years of bureaucratic wrangling, the promotion finally came through.

Latest revision: 8 July 2023

Book: the virtual universe

Religions claim that a god or gods have created this universe. The simulation hypothesis explains how the gods might have done this. We could live inside a computer simulation run by an advanced post-human civilisation. But can we objectively establish that this is indeed the case?

There is sufficient evidence that we live inside a simulation. That allows us to establish the most likely purpose of our existence. The book does not promote a specific religion. It goes along with science, but there are limits to what science can establish. God is beyond those limits.

The book addresses the following topics:

  • why our existence is not a miracle that requires a creator,
  • why the simulation hypothesis is not scientific,
  • how possible motives of post-humans can help us establish that we live inside a simulation,
  • why there is no proof in real life, not even in science,
  • how our minds can trick us, and how to avoid pitfalls in our observations and reasoning,
  • how laws of reality can help us establish that we live inside a simulation,
  • why evidence for the paranormal is not scientific but strong enough to count,
  • how to interpret religious experiences and miracles,
  • how to explain premonition, evidence suggesting reincarnation, ghosts, ufos, and meaningful coincidences,
  • how coincidences surrounding major historical events indicate that everything happens according to a script,
  • why do people see 11:11 and other peculiar time prompts,
  • what predetermination tells us about our purpose.


By reading the book, you will discover that the world makes perfect sense if we assume it to be a simulation created by an advanced post-human civilisation to entertain someone we can call God.

The book is freely available under the CC BY-SA 4.0 licence. You can download your free PDF here:

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