Unemployment in the early 1980s was high, especially among young people. And so, I asked my mother, ‘What is the point of studying if you end up unemployed?’ She said that there will always be room for the best. My parents had lived in poverty and had learned that you must work hard to earn your place under the sun. Not counting on luck, thinking I had none whatsoever, made me work very hard at secondary school, thinking I had to be in the top. Occasionally, I knew more than my teachers. My father later told me about a mayor, Kobes, he knew, who had been my history teacher before he became a politician for the Christian Democrats. Mr Kobes told my father that I once corrected him during the lessons. It annoyed him, so he checked his books during the break to discover that I was right. He was not the only one. A geography teacher admitted that I knew more about Russia than he did.
On the final exams, my average grade was the highest (8.6 out of 10). These scores were good but not outstanding. And they were the result of very hard work, so hard that you didn’t have to doubt that I was not a genius. Some pupils had stellar degrees in mathematics without doing much for them, but not me. My grades in mathematics were good but not stellar. If I didn’t prepare for a test, which happened only once in those six years, the grade dropped dramatically to 3.5. And so, for once, my mathematics teacher, Mr Blaak, had a field day, making silly jokes about me spending too much time on the school newspaper. And I never solved the Rubik’s Cube, despite spending a lot of time on it, so there was no reason to doubt that I was intelligent but not brilliant.
My weak spot was explaining literature. It is about guessing the supposed motives of book authors. My scores were consistently poor, the poorest of the class. I considered guessing other people’s motives and decoding hidden messages in texts a waste of time. The authors themselves often marvelled at what the literature experts found out about their intentions from the books they had written. Art and literature were a lot of fluff about feelings, quite often imagined. And I did poorly at it, and it probably has to do with my Asperger’s Syndrome. With the final exams nearing, I began to fret and asked my teacher, Mr. Amelink, to give me additional practice exams. A teacher could only dream of such a fanatic pupil, so he was helpful, but the grades remained as poor as before.
Before the final exam, I prayed that the grade wouldn’t be too bad. Not only to my surprise, my result was the best of everyone, only equalled by Geraldine, a girl with a striking hairdo, a bit alternative, who dressed outspokenly and flaunted her interest in art and literature. Mr. Amelink was also amazed and suggested the extra lessons had made a difference. Another girl became curious about this feat. She said, ‘You have a mysterious way of winning in the end.’ I was too embarrassed to tell about the prayer. It was selfish to pray for a higher grade. People in Africa needed God’s help much more. And it could not be that God granted that wish, or could it? While doing the test, the questions appeared more concrete than usual, making it easier to answer them.
There is a subtle difference between speculating about hidden motives and understanding the meaning of texts. I was good at the latter. It inflated my grades, as explaining texts comprised 50% of the scores in English and French. If a particular English or French word was unfamiliar to me, I could still infer its meaning from the subject of the text, the author’s opinions and the purpose of the paragraph or sentence. By connecting the dots, you often arrive at the correct answers. I hardly made errors in these questions.
At the time, there was no reason to suspect God had anything to do with it. Still, later developments added a peculiar twist to this incident, as I may have uncovered messages from God in pop music lyrics. The teacher’s name, Amelink, suggests a possible link to the isle of Ameland, and Ameland was to become part of a set of peculiar coincidences. A song named The Foundling of Ameland refers to this island. It includes a scene with the foundling walking over the water. But that was still over twenty years into the future. And I disappointed my economics teacher. Had my grade for economics been slightly higher, I would have received a 10, and an economist would have come to the school to give me the diploma. My teacher had hoped for that.
After the terrorist attacks of 11 September 2001, a populist politician, Pim Fortuyn, gained popularity because traditional politicians had failed to address the growing unease of the Dutch about Muslim immigrants. Fortuyn promoted a messianic personality cult. He called himself the Son of the People of the Netherlands. About the leader the Netherlands needed, Fortuyn wrote in his book De Verweesde Samenleving (The Orphaned Society), ‘A leader of stature is Father and Mother in one. He dictates the law and oversees the herd’s cohesion. The skilful leader is the Biblical Good Shepherd.’ Fortuyn anticipated the coming of the Great Leader of the Netherlands as he wrote, ‘Towards a Father and a Mother, on the way to the Promised Land,’ and, ‘Let us prepare for his arrival so that we can receive him.’ He posed himself as the Messiah. It was one of the reasons I didn’t like him. Perhaps you can see the irony of that.
Fortuyn called Islam a backward religion and claimed that Western civilisation was superior. He valued the achievements of Western civilisation, such as the separation of church and state, LGBTQ rights and freedom of opinion. Many Muslims hold on to a medieval worldview. Still, Islam opposes interest charges on money and debts, and I believed that interest was one of the gravest threats to civilisation, so my views of Islam were more favourable. We could learn something from Islam. Even more so, out-of-control technology might end human civilisation, either through an apocalyptic event or by altering humans to the point that they cease to exist. You can’t blame Islam for that. It is Western civilisation that has brought us to the brink. And if you can only choose between doom and women wearing body covering garments and honour killings, the choice is not that difficult, for a rational individual at least. We are on a road to nowhere,
We’re on a road to nowhere Come on inside Taking that ride to nowhere We’ll take that ride I’m feeling okay this morning And you know We’re on the road to paradise Here we go, here we go
Talking Heads, Road To Nowhere
The song says that the road to nowhere is to paradise. That is the duplicity of it. Everywhere Fortuyn went, there was chaos and conflict. He seemed to enjoy it. Establishment politicians didn’t like him because they feared he would undermine society. The Netherlands has had a consensus-building tradition known as the Polder model for over a century. Fortuyn broke with that tradition.
False Messiah
Fortuyn saw himself as the coming Great Leader of the Netherlands. History took an unexpected turn. On 6 May 2002, a left-wing loner assassinated him, an event that shocked the Netherlands. ‘The bullet came from the left,’ Fortuyn’s supporters claimed. Exactly 911 days later, an Islamic fanatic murdered the Dutch filmmaker Theo van Gogh. Fortuyn’s sudden popularity was closely linked to 9/11, while Theo van Gogh had just finished 06/05, a motion picture about the assassination of Fortuyn. Van Gogh was killed on 2 November 2004 (11/2 in American notation), while 112 is the European emergency services telephone number. That points to the hand of God. The Bible has warned us of false messiahs like Fortuyn. I hope you can see the irony of that as well.
Jan-Peter Balkenende
Fortuyn aspired to become Prime Minister. Instead, Jan-Peter Balkenende got that job. He looked like an apprentice from the Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Harry Potter became his nickname. And that was not a coincidence, as the Netherlands was in for a massive bout of magic. Captain Decker, a song by Boudewijn de Groot, has the following lines,
Captain Decker, Flying Dutchman, climbs above the timeless space machine you’re living in, starts to turn you inside out, he needs you to know what he was really all about
Captain Decker, Boudewijn de Groot
The timeless space machine could refer to the place where God is living. A Dutchman may need God to know what he is about. The animated picture Kroamschudd’n in Mariaparochie by Herman Finkers explores the possibility of Christ being born in Twente. My birthplace is Eibergen, just over the border in Achterhoek. In the 1980s, there were plans to create an independent province of Twente. It was to include Eibergen and Nijverdal. Finkers came from Almelo, like Ilse DeLange. DeLange’s fourth studio album, The Great Escape, plays a central role in God’s messages in pop music.
World peace
In December 2008, there were many strange incidents. One of them was that the candy vending machine at the office delivered a particular message. Often, I went there to fetch a Twix bar. This time, the machine malfunctioned and failed to produce a Twix. It repeatedly misfired. That had never happened before, and to my knowledge, no one else had trouble with the machine that day. After trying three different options, it finally worked when I chose option 22: a Nuts bar. That was nuts, even more so because 22 = 11 + 11.
It was about to get even nuttier. To me, 11:11 represents a strange coincidence with two parts. The next day, I bought a bag of potato crisps from the same machine. This time, it worked fine, but after opening the bag, I found a small piece of paper with the crisps. It was a temporary tattoo with the following Chinese text:
世界和平
One of my colleagues knew a Chinese man who translated it for me. The characters stand for world peace. No one else got a temporary tattoo with a bag of crisps. It was a production glitch. The paper had slipped into the bag, perhaps from another product line, and it ended up in my hands. Remarkably, my colleague Ronald Oorlog was absent that day. He had fallen ill. His last name, Oorlog, is the Dutch word for war. Now, that is a funny coincidence. Another colleague, Rene H, joked about the text, saying, ‘World peace is what Miss World would say she wanted after winning the prize.’
Linking it to Sneek
A nursing home in Sneek is named Nij Nazareth (New Nazareth). The nickname is The Banana because the building is banana-shaped. A former neighbour of Allard and Geke, nicknamed The Hedgehog because of his hairdo, has taken residence there. If the name New Nazareth means anything, it could mean that the Second Coming comes from this particular town, which was, by some miraculous accident, my town of residence. It could be that there were other places and buildings with the same name. And so, I used a search engine to look for them, but nothing else came up. Perhaps I was making too much of this coincidence. In the song Het Sneker Café, the unrivalled poet of the Dutch language, Drs. P mocks the making of outlandish connections to a pub in Sneek,
There once was a girl of seventeen years of age, the only child of a wine merchant, who sought shelter in the Jura, because she was lost on a trip. She found an unoccupied house at the edge of the forest, and felt from the outset that this is not right. She took a glance at the window and what appeared: Inside was the skeleton of a salesman in toiletries, who had been missing for years and had once stayed with his uncle and aunt in Bordeaux when he was young. And there, they had almost exactly the same type of lampshades as a small pub in Sneek.
Drs. P, Sneker café
There is a nursing home in Sneek named Nij Nazareth (New Nazareth). Its nickname is The Banana because the building is banana-shaped. A former neighbour of Allard and Geke, nicknamed The Hedgehog because of his hairdo, has taken residence there. If the name New Nazareth means anything, it could mean that the Second Coming comes from this particular town, which happens to be my town of residence, perhaps for the same reason that the building is there. To rule out the possibility that there were other places or buildings with the same name, I used a search engine, but nothing else came up, which made it more noteworthy, though perhaps I was making too much of this coincidence. In the song Het Sneker Café, the unrivalled poet of the Dutch language, Drs P, mocks the making of outlandish connections to a pub in Sneek,
You see now how the pub again and again affects the social interaction. How here and there, and yes, even overseas one stumbles upon this pub from Sneek. It’s inexplicable and almost occult, something that fills the world with trepidation.
Drs. P, Sneker café
As a prophecy, it is slightly off the mark by focusing on a pub, of which Drs P did not disclose the name, so that it remains a subject of speculation, and not on Sneek itself. Prophesies somehow tend to be off. That seems to come with predestination. If we knew our predestined future, it wouldn’t materialise. Yet there are inexplicable, occult connections that fill the world with trepidation. And that nursing home, New Nazareth, is not the only thing that justifies the trepidation. You pronounce Sneek like ‘snake,’ and there was allegedly a serpent in Paradise. In scripted reality, there is no coincidence, so we can safely argue that there might be more to it.
Pope end times prophecy
In January 2013, an Australian poster on the message board Godlikeproductions.com started a thread titled ‘112 Keeps Coming Up In The Media.’ Others joined in with their own selective biases and found many 112s popping up in the media. That same number is the European Emergency Services telephone number, and since I had lived in room 112 in that fateful dormitory, the thread caught my attention. The discussion remained active for several weeks. During that time, Pope Benedict XVI resigned on 11 February 2013, a highly unusual move. He was the first pope to step down in almost 600 years.
That became material for this thread. 11 February is also the 112 European Day, which celebrates the emergency services telephone number. 11 February is 11/2 in European notation, and 112 is the European emergency services telephone number, so that is why. You must admit the European bureaucrats have found a most peculiar occasion to throw a party. In any case, the Pope’s resignation came unexpectedly, like a bolt from the blue. And lightning struck the Vatican a few hours after the Pope had resigned.1 It made several people wonder, so the thread came back alive.
Pope Benedict XVI’s resignation on European 112 Day is also noteworthy because of the 112th Pope End Times Prophecy attributed to Saint Malachy. The prophecy alleges 112 popes would reign, starting with Celestine II, until the End of Times. Benedict XVI was the 111th Pope. His resignation prepared the way for the 112th Pope, Pope Francis, who, according to the prophecy, would become the last Pope before the End of Times and Jesus’ return. That made me curious, so I investigated the matter and discovered that Saint Malachy had died on 2 November (11/2 in American notation) 1148, and I added that noteworthy item to the thread.
The prophecy raves about the 112th Pope, ‘In the final persecution of the Holy Roman Church, there will reign Peter the Roman, who will feed his flock amid many tribulations, after which the seven-hilled city will be destroyed, and the dreadful Judge will judge the people.’ Some claim it refers to Judgement Day or the second coming of Jesus Christ. It requires quite a stretch of the imagination to make it fit Francis’s tenure, but humans are imaginative beings. Pope Francis died on Easter Monday, 21 April 2025, at the age of 88, and the 113th Pope, Leo XIV, came. My preparations weren’t yet complete, but had progressed far enough to think that the End Time could commence within a few years.
If so, that century-old prediction could be remarkably close in time, even though it doesn’t match the described events. It seems too accurate to be a coincidence, yet not entirely on the mark. The same holds for Finkers’ animated picture of Christ’s birth in Twente. My birthplace, Eibergen, is a few kilometres outside Twente. Likewise, the 9 February 2009 superstorm prediction was too accurate to be a coincidence. The date was correct, but the location was off by about 400 kilometres. Route N666 didn’t precisely end in Borssele, the location of the only remaining Dutch nuclear power plant, but in nearby Heerenhoek within the Borssele municipality. The other Dutch atomic plant, which had been closed, was in Doodewaard (Death Holm), a remarkable name. The former Doodewaard municipality had been 66.5 square kilometres in size, so close to 66.6 that it is noteworthy.
Jesus’ ministry occurred sometime between 26 and 30 AD, a period that will soon mark 2,000 years, which is worth noting. We might find out soon whether or not God finally means business this time. After 2,000 years of waiting, you wouldn’t expect that anymore, and most people live as if Judgment Day will not occur during their lifetimes. And as you might know, the hour will come as a thief in the night. The Day of the Lord will come unexpectedly, suddenly, and without warning. That is to say, if that day ever comes. Likewise, you wouldn’t expect an autistic individual like me to be the messiah. Okay, men with Asperger’s Syndrome tend to be faithful, and God might prefer a man with ‘a heart of gold’, but maybe there is more to it. So, what makes autistic people special?
Latest revision: 11 February 2026
1. Lightning strikes St Peter’s Basilica as Pope resigns. BBC (12 February 2013).
In the 2000s, it struck me that nearly all the empty cigarette packages littering the streets were Marlboro Reds. There were one or two Camels and a few others, but for some reason almost all were Marlboro Red. Marlboro Red is the most popular brand in the Netherlands with a market share of nearly 30%. The second-largest brand has a market share of under 10%. Yet if I had to guess from discarded empty packages, I would have thought Marlboro Red had a 95% market share. We didn’t make tallies, but it was like that. We made jokes about it. So, if you’re looking for a jerk, check who’s smoking Marlboro Reds. That would greatly increase your chance of success. And the finding led me to have prejudices about Marlboro Red smokers being jerks.
Littering isn’t that bad compared to warfare, chemical dumping, abuses in the meat and dairy industries, and the cutting down of rainforests. Still, disrespect begins with littering. It is a matter of upbringing, hence culture. Some countries are clean, while others are a mess because people dispose of their garbage wherever they see fit. Those who litter don’t care about the world they live in. They disrespect the Creator. They shit on God’s work. There are worse offences, but it starts with littering. Next comes graffiti, which only those who make it consider art. Art is personal expression, so do it inside your home where no one else can see it. Then comes destroying property. If you want to cause even more harm, you might consider buying the latest fashion or going on holiday by aeroplane.
If 30% of the people dump 95% of the garbage, the remaining 70% is responsible for only 5% of the mess. You can calculate that Marlboro Red smokers were 44 times as likely to dump their trash on the street as other smokers ((95/30) / (5/70) = 44), a striking finding. The sample was large enough to make the finding statistically significant. The sample may have issues, but these issues can’t fully explain the difference. Today, there are still cigarette packages on the street. Still, it is hard to identify the brand name among the scary pictures of cancers and other horrible diseases you get from smoking. Marlboro Red smokers differ from other cigarette smokers. You can call it culture. Culture explains the deviant behaviour of groups of people who share characteristics.
The Marlboro Man embodies careless living in a consumerist society. Our brand choices reveal a great deal about our personalities, so marketers have done their jobs very well indeed. A politically correct person would say I am stigmatising Marlboro Red users. There could be something wrong with my sample. I live near a train station where young people gather, but I have also noticed this elsewhere. It can’t merely be an error in the sample. But even if the sample correctly reflects reality, perhaps only 0.1% of smokers discard their cigarette packages on the street, so only a tiny minority of 4.4% of Marlboro Red smokers might do so. Perhaps that is correct, or perhaps not, but 44 times as much is an eye-popping difference. It points to a rule, which is:
It is usually one of them doing it. Yet, most of them aren’t like that. The culture within their group makes the conduct more likely.
Jerks may smoke Camel, but they are more likely to smoke Marlboro Red, or there is a Camel culture of not littering that prevents Camel-smoking jerks from littering. In any case, it is an issue within the Marlboro Red smoker community. It is of crucial importance, for culture is so ubiquitous, that so far nearly everyone vastly underestimates that importance. We are a programmable species. Our bodies and brains are the hardware, and our cultures are the software. Different software can make computers behave entirely differently, albeit within the limits of the hardware.
We could solve 95% of the littering problem by locking up all those who smoke Marlboro Red. Yet, 95% of the Marlboro Red smokers might not be part of that problem, so 95% of the people you would round up and imprison would be innocent. The latter is similar to what some fascists propose to do with immigrants to solve the problem of higher crime levels among immigrants. And to solve the problem of criminal immigrants, fascists propose to let fascist criminals run the government and deport the immigrants. The experiments with this idea in the United States have been enlightening.
Patterns give rise to prejudices. Yet, reality regularly surprises me. Individuals often don’t conform to my prejudices about the groups they belong to. Groups consist of individuals. Although these groups differ on aggregate, everyone is different. Behaviours such as littering occur more often in certain groups than in others. Our prejudices about groups tend to have a basis in reality, but they aren’t reality. When there are only Marlboro Red packages on the ground, you might assume that all Marlboro Red smokers are littering jerks, but it could be a small minority. Still, Marlboro Red smokers, on average, litter more often than smokers of other brands. If this littering is a cultural problem. Cultures are usually the product of circumstances and how a group responded to them.
Can I trust my dentist?
How do cultures emerge and develop? Circumstances and how a group respond go a long way in explaining that. I trust my general practitioner but not my dentist. It is the result of my own experiences and those of others. General practitioners and dentists are similar medical professions. In the Netherlands, a general practitioner doesn’t benefit from the advised treatments, while a dentist does. You have to trust medical professionals because your health depends on them, but you can’t trust them in a ‘free’ market. A market is never fully free because some people have more information or leverage than others. In healthcare, that is particularly damaging, as your health is most precious and you depend on expert assessment. Scammers prey on desperate people and sell treatments for which there is no scientific proof. If people buy it, they sell it.
Dental care is an area where dubious practices proliferate. To prevent dental professionals from taking advantage of me too much, I see the dentist once a year rather than twice. So what made me so distrustful? As a child, I had the same dentist for over fifteen years, an old-fashioned one for peasants like me. He didn’t propose treatments unless they were necessary. He once told me that I could wear braces, but added that it wasn’t necessary for my teeth’s health. Not caring about looking perfect, I still live with the consequences that have never bothered me.
After leaving my parental home and moving to Groningen, I selected a new dentist. The first thing he did was take X-ray pictures. Then he said that a cavity was developing underneath one of the fillings. Well, what a coincidence. The other dentist had never seen it. He showed me the picture and pointed at a dark spot. There was 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 both areas were similar, so the dentist lied. Had he not shown me the photograph, I would have believed him. It made me suspicious and very critical of what dentists were doing.
Before he could treat my tooth for the supposed cavity, I came up with a lame excuse and selected another dentist. Several years later, I had a colleague who had married a dentist. She had previously lived in the same neighbourhood. Her husband was in training at the time, so she had been seeing another dentist, who happened to be that one. She told me she had had a row with him. I wasn’t the only one who had smelled a rat there. Her husband was a dentist-in-training, so she likely had valid reasons for quarrelling.
That was a noteworthy coincidence indeed. What are the odds that she had the same dentist, that they had an altercation over malpractice, and that her husband was a dentist-in-training, which would provide me with evidence to support my suspicions? Thirty years later, the tooth and the filling were still in place. Later, I moved to Sneek and found an old-fashioned dentist. He was like my first dentist, so I trusted him. He often performed dental cleaning. That usually took 10 minutes and cost €21. After ten years, he joined a practice with some other dentists. Shortly after that, he retired.
My next dentist didn’t perform the dental cleaning. Instead, he sent me to a dental hygienist. That treatment lasted 25 minutes and was much more expensive. Instead of €21, I paid €62. Standards do change, but I doubted the sudden need for 150% more cleaning. But if my dentist advises the treatment, who am I to disagree? After all, he is the expert. It is best to accept the assessment of medical professionals unless you have proof they are wrong. Otherwise, you endanger your health.
I have worked harder on brushing and cleaning my teeth, but dental cleaning always took 25 minutes. After eight years, my dentist said my teeth were in good shape and clean. There was only a tiny bit of tartar, negligible even, the dentist said, so he advised me to see the dental hygienist anyway. In hindsight, dental cleaning was probably not required at all. And so, the dental hygienist could have stopped after 10 minutes, but she went on until 25, so she could bill me for that. The treatment was always 25 minutes, regardless of the condition of the teeth. I found it to be a scam and looked for another dentist.
It would only get worse, even though not at the beginning. A new guideline stated that dental hygienists could perform periodic dental check-ups. The following year, the dental hygienist combined the check-up with dental cleaning, making the most of the allotted time financially. I was there for thirty minutes. She billed me for thirty minutes of dental cleaning and also charged me for the check-up. A decent check-up lasts ten minutes, so you might expect a check-up and twenty minutes of dental cleaning if you are there for thirty minutes. I was surprised and wasn’t sure. Had I checked the clock correctly?
The following year, she did it again. Additionally, she charged me for taking X-rays and evaluating them. How can you do all that in thirty minutes if you already spend thirty minutes on dental cleaning? It doesn’t add up. The dentists had decided to take pictures every 3 years instead of every 5, which means even more money for them. And she was double-charging me. Dental cleaning was €160 per hour at the time (yet their prices keep rising faster than wages), which was nearly what I brought home after a day of work and paying taxes. Many people work longer for that money. To charge that per hour wasn’t enough for her. That made it particularly nefarious.
After returning home, I emailed her to request clarification. She didn’t respond, so I filed a complaint with the Dutch Association of Dentists and looked for another dentist. In the complaint letter, I protested the double-charging and noted that questionable ethics have become the norm in dental care. A few decades ago, there were no dental hygienists. My wife once said, ‘The dental hygienist is a new profession created out of thin air.’ She had left a dentist because he required her to see the dental hygienist before he would examine her teeth to determine whether that was necessary. She went to another, who also began maximising profits at the expense of clients, so she left again. I have heard several stories from others of dentists overcharging or doing unnecessary treatments.
My next dentist also advised dental cleaning. And this time, I was with the dental hygienist for 40 minutes, and she billed me €119. Over the past fifteen years, the time spent on dental cleaning has increased by 300%, and the cost has risen by 467%. I take much better care of my teeth than I did twenty years ago, and I began using toothpicks, but it doesn’t show up in the cost of the dental cleaning. It can’t be that all these dentists and dental hygienists are lying. My teeth accumulate tartar no matter how well I clean them, so cleaning is necessary, but the extent of it remains questionable, to say the least.
I suspect that 10 minutes would suffice. Think of the 80/20 rule. Generally, 80% of the outcome requires 20% of the time. Polishing and other add-ons only increase the bill. I put up the ante once again by brushing my teeth three times a day, and it finally showed in a somewhat reduced dental-cleaning time in the years that followed. The parabolic rise in dentist costs is partly due to changing standards. Dental cleaning improves dental health. At some point, the benefits of increased cleaning and more photographs become minimal while the costs escalate. The precise border between higher and scamming will always be elusive, and you can’t prove it from individual cases like mine.
Still, we have, without any doubt, entered scamming territory, but no one puts a halt to it. In 2026, a Tubantia newspaper headline said, ‘Eight minutes in the chair, pay 200 euros: more and more patients feel like cash cows at the dentist.’ And the article goes on to say, ‘Three minutes of polishing for €480 per hour. Half-cent cotton rolls billed for €10. A €1,600 treatment plan that disappears after a second opinion. Hundreds of readers contact us after reading articles about dental care fraud. And research by Zilveren Kruis shows that in six out of ten cases investigated, there was indeed overbilling.1 Many people take out insurance and don’t care, allowing dentists to exploit the situation.
Again, I have to be politically correct and say that the number of complaints about treatments is less than 1% of all treatments. People only complain if they think something is wrong, so that 60% of complaints being justified doesn’t mean that 60% of dentists are overbilling. Still, much goes unnoticed. My wife has switched twice after being scammed, and never filed a complaint. I switched three times and complained only once. Two of those switches were due to scams, and the third to dubious practices. And so the percentage of fraudulent dentists is higher than 1%, but it could be a minority. And there is a grey area between changing standards and overtreatment. Still, more and more people can’t afford dental care, and their dental health suffers. So, as the number of treatments increases, the quality of dental healthcare in the Netherlands declines, which seems to be a systemic problem in for-profit healthcare. General practitioners don’t benefit from the treatments they recommend, leading to better care at lower cost.
The same trend is visible in veterinary practices. Douwe, our late cat, suffered from kidney failure. We had spent hundreds of euros on tests, but the vets found nothing. And we had seen several vets, because we suspected that the other vet was scamming us, but they all did it. We spent hundreds of euros more on special diets sold by these vets, but Douwe’s condition only deteriorated. We finally visited an old-fashioned vet. He examined Douwe by feeling with his hand. He found the kidney failure and euthanised Douwe. That cost us only €30. Modern veterinarians often don’t physically inspect the animals but perform tests, charging over 1000% more. Physical examinations are bad for business.
My father has spent over €5,000 on surgery for the leg of his dog. An old-fashioned vet would have amputated the leg, as the animal could still walk on three legs. But that is, of course, much cheaper and generates far fewer profits. The surgery failed, so the poor animal had to undergo a second surgery. After that, the ailment returned, so a third surgery followed. And if the treatment fails, you don’t get the next one for free. Not even a discount, unless you are, like my father, insistent on a discount and act somewhat unpleasantly. The dog didn’t recover. My father had his dog euthanised because it was in pain.
The market works such that unnecessary treatments proliferate because the rich desire them. They would rather spend €10,000 on unnecessary treatments for their dogs than spend €1,000 on feeding children in Africa. We are all like that. I don’t give all my money to charities either, so it is a most serious issue that we can only fix with unthinkably brutal measures like taxing the rich. These treatments have become the norm, so the vets sell them to the poor as well, telling them every pet deserves these treatments, even when their owners can’t afford them.
You can’t blame only the vets and dentists for the cost explosion. We view our pets as family members and want the best for them, just as we do for our children. Modern veterinary outfits look like hospitals and make investments that need to bring in a return. And we want perfect teeth, not just healthy ones. Not everyone can afford them, and healthy teeth are more important than perfect teeth. Vets make tons of money. They now retire early, purchase luxury mansions and travel around the world. It has become so lucrative that vulture capitalists are buying up veterinary practices, and scams will proliferate like cancer until the entire sector has become a scam.
Group culture is a problem. Most veterinary and dental care professionals think they are doing a good job, even though they have become a bunch of scammers. Dutch politicians are catching up and proposing a law to ban profit maximisation at the expense of pet owners, but, as usual, nothing will change. It reflects the societal mood, where we see greed as good, so dental care professionals and vets may be unaware of the damage their culture and values cause. That is precisely the problem with many cultures, whether they are professional or ethnic. So, there we are, at the greatest obstacle to the peaceful unification of humankind.
The politically incorrect
It is okay to say that something is wrong with dentists and vets, but once you do the same with an ethnic group, you’ve long stepped into a minefield. Today, you can say anything, but there was once a time of political correctness. Let’s begin with kicking in an open door. White Europeans have caused the most trouble by spreading a suicidal money-worshipping culture that is the greatest cultural problem of all. And in the elite of that culture, which places money above moral values, you find Jews more often than their share of the population would suggest. There is no point in denying that, but we should move on and fix these issues before the savages burn down civilisation. Blaming people for having grown up in a particular culture won’t solve anything. It is better to focus on what the future requires of us. And so, we have to address the harm caused by cultural differences. That is going to be harsh on everyone, as is the required change.
Stereotypes are often rooted in reality. The man on a scooter with tan skin has become a household name in the Netherlands, and the Dutch associate him with street crimes like mugging and improper behaviour towards women. If you see one, you may think of the stereotype, even when he is delivering a pizza. When a black youngster on a fatbike nearly ran me over in a park near my home, that confirmed existing prejudices. But then he excused himself like a gentleman. Not all youngsters would do that. The level of variation is usually larger than the difference between the averages.
It is hard to avoid having prejudices and acting on them because there are often underlying patterns. We are wired to fear the unknown and to react to perceived patterns. That is why we discriminate. Discrimination is undesirable, but you also can’t force people to befriend people they don’t like. If you think that Marlboro Red smokers are no good, you probably would ignore signs to the contrary, unless you know a few people belonging to the group. If you look on the street, you may see only Marlboro Red casings and fail to notice others, so you may think it is always Marlboro Red smokers doing this, even though they may be a small minority in that group.
A minority can nonetheless be quite large or cause serious trouble. Ethnic minorities may distrust the police and not rat each other out. Still, the image you get from the evidence you see is not reality itself. Yet, seemingly small differences can have a significant impact on society. If the percentage of criminals in the population rises from 2% to 4% due to the arrival of poorly adapted immigrants, you have twice as many crimes and need twice as many police, courts and prisons. As a result, a group can be a problem to society, even when a small minority within it causes the problem.
Why do mass shootings occur more often in the United States than elsewhere? The gun lobby would argue that only a tiny fraction of Americans go on a shooting spree. The image you get is not reality itself. If there are mass shootings in the United States nearly every day, you might think that Americans are gun-obsessed nutters. Only a negligible percentage of Americans go on a murder spree. Nevertheless, the number of mass shootings sets the United States apart from other countries. Conservatives don’t see it as a problem. Liberals think that stricter gun laws will solve the issue. However, the underlying causes may be gun culture, American views on the use of lethal violence, and the dog-eat-dog nature of American society, not gun ownership itself. Finland and Sweden also have widespread gun ownership without that many mass shootings.
Groups that share characteristics often share cultures. We picture Americans, Chinese, Germans, Jews and Arabs like we picture lawyers, students and construction workers. Our prejudices may identify characteristics that distinguish the group, but they will often fail us in individual cases. We may base our prejudices on experience and facts, but the facts do not base themselves on our prejudices. And the biggest problem may not be conduct, but loyalty and belief systems. We are loyal to family, friends, tribe, and nation, so if your loyalties differ, we head towards conflict. Culture is a major issue, even though it can be hard to measure. All existing cultures are problematic because different behaviours and expectations are a source of trouble. A resolution requires, on the behavioural side, ending harmful conduct and aligning behaviour where differences cause harm, and, on the expectation side, greater tolerance for differences that do not cause harm.
Is the trend your friend?
In multicultural societies, people from particular ethnic groups face greater difficulties and, as a result, cause more trouble than others. If you follow social media feeds in the Netherlands in 2026, you will remain informed about violent incidents caused by asylum seekers and particular ethnic groups, giving you the impression that they generate a massive violent crime wave that is overwhelming the Netherlands. Yet, in the statistics, you don’t see that, and violent crime numbers have gone down in recent decades. Murders are at an all-time low. Statistics can be manipulated for political or bureaucratic ends, but surveys show that the Dutch feel safer than 25 years ago and trust the police more.2 And murder statistics are hard to meddle with. Yet, drug deals and frauds don’t contribute to feelings of unsafety, nor do they show up in the statistics if no one reports them. And some criminals have switched to fraud as it’s easy money with little risk.
Also, in fraud cases, particular ethnic groups are overrepresented. The relationship between ethnicity and crime is a reason why fascism is on the rise. Policymakers have long hoped that maintaining a friendly atmosphere and supporting disadvantaged groups will reduce these problems over time. That is indeed the case, but with new immigrants arriving, new troubles arise. And differences in crime levels can have a profound impact on society. Within some groups, the sentiment is that society is not theirs. Blacks may think they live in a white man’s world. Muslims have trouble accepting the values of liberal Western societies. Whatever the reasons, and often they are just excuses because criminals don’t like to toil and prefer easy money, we are running out of excuses.
Criminals are a minority in every group, but the differences between groups are significant. People of Antillian, Moroccan, Surinamese and Turkish descent are, on average, four times more likely (2.5%) to be crime suspects than native Dutch (0.6%). The same is true for several other groups. About 70% of the prison population in the Netherlands consists of people of non-Dutch descent, while they make up 28% of the population. The relationship between ethnicity and crime can be misleading, as crime also relates to income. People from minority groups often have low incomes. A good question is why that is so. Circumstances play a role here, like growing up in a particular neighbourhood, and also culture. Culture, despite being hard to measure, is a factor with great explanatory power. The great thing is about culture is that it is programming, so it can change.
Ethnic profiling
Ethnic profiling is controversial. It has undesirable consequences, as the following example demonstrates. Suppose a country consists of two ethnic groups: 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 as people in Group A. To combat fraud effectively, you can only check on individuals from Group B to achieve the maximum result. You could apprehend twice as many fraudsters with the same effort. But now comes the catch. You don’t check on 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 the problem with ethnic profiling in a nutshell. But then again, people in Group B are doing it more often, so there is also a reason to engage in ethnic profiling.
Some call it racist, but the reason for ethnic profiling can be a risk assessment related to cultural characteristics, not ethnicity. In this hypothetical case, it is the likelihood of committing Fraud X. Also, in that case, ethnic profiling can be racist. People from Group A might dislike those from Group B and elect a leader who allows authorities to investigate Group B’s crimes while disregarding Group A’s. You can end up with a situation where the authorities prosecute Fraud X and only check on people in Group B, supposedly because they commit it more frequently, while doing nothing about Fraud Y, which members of Group A commit twice as often as those in Group B.
If your job is combating Fraud X, and you dedicate only 50% of your resources to Group B, that seems reasonable because people from Group B are responsible for 50% of Fraud X. In that case, people from Group B are still twice as likely to get punished 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 as those from Group A. While responsible for 50% of the fraud, Group B accounts for 67% of the prison population. So, if people from Group B claim that the authorities discriminate against them and punish them more, they are right.
People from ethnic minorities often get harsher punishment for the same crimes. A Dutch study showed that people from other ethnic groups are up to 30% more likely to receive a prison sentence for the same crime than native Dutch. The cause is likely not willful discrimination, but cultural differences, the investigators concluded. If you share the judge’s culture, you know what to say to sway the judge’s opinion. And showing remorse greatly helps your case. People from some ethnic groups have difficulty showing remorse, which might make a judge think the person is a jerk. Repenting is a Christian concept that affects Western culture, where pride is a sin, so Muslims and some other groups may show no remorse, perhaps out of pride, or they keep denying despite the evidence against them, leading to a longer prison sentence.
Because of the undesirable consequences of unequal punishment, ethnic profiling should be used with great care. It can be justified to check on people if the problem is serious and the profiling is based on evidence. If you intend to administer a multicultural society, you must take cultural differences and their consequences into account. Otherwise, it is hard to get a grip on cultural issues plaguing society. In the case of fraud detection, one could randomly check people. If it turns out that fraudsters often share characteristics, it is legitimate to use these characteristics to check people from certain groups more often.
Officially, there is no ethnic profiling in the Netherlands, but it happens nonetheless. The Dutch government conducts an offensive against ‘undermining crime’ in selected poor neighbourhoods. In Zaandam East, it led to the surveillance of suspicious individuals, sometimes based on hunches rather than evidence. The area is known for the window-cleaning gangs that divide up territories and use violence against the competition. It has been hard to crack down on these gangs, and Dutch authorities fear that they are undermining society. Zaandam East is one of the twenty areas targeted by the National Programme for Liveability and Safety, an approach to ‘clean up’ city districts. The window-cleaning ‘gangsters’ are often Bulgarians and Turks.1 Critics ask whether frauds and crimes committed by native Dutch receive similar scrutiny.
Diversity politics
If we allow ethnic profiling, which is negative discrimination, we should also allow diversity policies, which are positive discrimination. These policies can benefit not only the group itself but also society. For businesses, it can help to have a workforce that represents the surrounding community. It can attract more customers, and if the money flows back into the community, the business will benefit from the increased purchasing power of local residents. Yet, diversity shouldn’t come at the expense of quality. Still, in situations where multiple candidates qualify, it can be good to aim for diversity in hiring. And perhaps, we shouldn’t overstate the quality issues. In the United States, white men are still dropping out of the workforce, despite the end of diversity politics.
Many Dutch advertisements feature people from ethnic minorities. Ethnic minorities also buy products, so they are a part of the market, which is a valid reason to feature minority groups in advertisements. These diversity politics have crept into other issues as well. If you wish to get your story published in the subsidised artistic sector, be sure to add someone wearing a headscarf. It can also be helpful for police forces. If the police patrol a neighbourhood, it helps when they understand the people living there, so being a member of a particular minority group can make you better suited to the job. Yet, police officers of ethnic minorities often face discrimination. Another issue is that police officers from ethnic minorities are more often found to be corrupt.
Discrimination everywhere
Municipal officials from ethnic minorities say they experience discrimination by colleagues, a 2023 survey in the Netherlands revealed. Civil servants participating in the survey reported experiencing discrimination, such as criticism when another member of their ethnic group misbehaved. Those who spoke out faced bullying and exclusion. Municipal officials from ethnic minorities left their jobs due to these issues, and because they had fewer chances of promotion, the report further said. Discrimination is not a trivial issue, but there are two sides to the issue. Some might have displayed deviant behaviour or taken offence at issues a Dutch person wouldn’t. Whether the complainers are overly sensitive or discriminated against isn’t always clear. Bullying and exclusion can cause long-lasting trauma, and in the most extreme cases, psychosis after nearly two decades. Whatever the problem is, it is serious but not straightforward.
It has to do with how humans behave in groups. You either fit in, or you don’t. That is where it all boils down to. In several workplaces, a pecking order exists, with leaders, followers, and outcasts. Humans desire to establish social hierarchies. Some want to be the boss. To be a leader, you must demonstrate strength and confidence. A low-risk approach is attacking the weak or those who are different. There is a group culture that defines not precisely how you should behave, but the norms of acceptable conduct. Causing problems for the group and not fitting in are reasons for bullying and exclusion. These issues may relate to skin colour, sexual preference, or political views, and often involve divergent behaviour. Vexed responses demonstrate your weakness, and reporting incidents makes you a rat.
Workplaces should be safe, but that is not always the case. In a properly functioning group, everyone contributes to its success, members respect each other, don’t exploit each other’s weaknesses, and resolve their differences. Yet people can’t always get along, and external factors, such as overly ambitious targets or failing management, can also cause conflicts. When things go wrong, we seek scapegoats. Even if the work environment is safe, job performance can still cause trouble within teams. I have worked in a Java team for over a decade. Given the nature of our operations, failures could have devastating consequences, so we couldn’t afford to have underperforming team members. Over the course of that decade, three people had to leave. These were unpleasant situations.
That makes it difficult to pinpoint why people encounter difficulties at work. Humans make up stories, and in these stories they are never to blame. They may call it discrimination, or white men may blame diversity politics, but the underlying cause may be something else. It can be poor performance or deviant conduct. What makes you different is the attack point of bullies. If you are from a minority, they use it against you. Cultural differences cause misunderstanding, and as a result, conflicts. It is a vastly underestimated issue. It is why employers seek to select individuals who fit in with the team. They are in business to make money, not to settle disputes. In critical situations, you depend on each other, so everyone must be on the same page, and understanding reduces the need for rules.
We all discriminate, either on purpose or unconsciously. The reason why there has been a focus on white discrimination is because of a power structure in which whites held the power. This power structure still exists, but as societies grow increasingly multicultural, discrimination by others becomes increasingly problematic. As the West has long been dominant, there has been ample room for introspection, since self-criticism has long not endangered its leading position. As that changes, the call to cast away doubt and focus on pride grows stronger. It is a fatal mistake leading to hilarious clown shows like MAGA, which speed up the collapse of Western civilisation.
If people from an ethnic minority discriminate, it may seem less damaging than when the majority does it, as minorities usually have fewer favours to dispense. The Jews are an exception. They have amassed so much wealth and power that their favouring of fellow Jews has become a dire threat to global economic and political stability. Discrimination by minorities undermines society as much as discrimination by the majority. When I was on holiday in the United States, I once attempted to book a hotel room in a black neighbourhood in Miami. The lady behind the reception was kind enough to talk me out of it. Yet if there is no guest room available for a white man in a black neighbourhood, how can blacks expect whites to stop discriminating against them? Ideally, everyone should stop discriminating. But how do you achieve that?
What is the matter with me?
Once, I asked myself the following question. Suppose I had a room to let, and two men applied, one a white man from Bulgaria and the other a black man from Suriname. Both had similar jobs, and both gave a favourable impression. Who would get the room? Probably, I would choose the man from Suriname. Suriname has been a Dutch colony, and most people from Suriname living in the Netherlands are nearly as Dutch as the Dutch themselves. I have a prejudice that Surinamese are relaxed people who seldom cause trouble. About Bulgarians, I know far less, and I have never spoken to one. Yet, if it had been an option, I would have chosen a Dutchman if he had made a similar impression.
So, where did I get the idea from that Surinamese are okay? The people I have met? Television? It is unclear. Knowing I am biased, I would still choose the man from Suriname. Surinamese are culturally closer to the Dutch than Bulgarians, and I know more about them. And here we arrive at the heart of the matter, something overlooked in debates about racism and discrimination. I know very little about Bulgarians. And Bulgarians differ more from native Dutch speakers than Surinamese do. I don’t want trouble. Judging native Dutch is hard enough already, let alone people from other cultures.
Like most people, I discriminate and have prejudices. Otherwise, I wouldn’t have opinions about liberals, conservatives, Muslims, Chinese, Germans, dentists and Marlboro Red smokers. I may not always be aware of my biases, but I am not a racist. Otherwise, I would have selected the white guy in the hypothetical case. The diagnosis is xenophobia. I know more about Suriname and Surinamese. That is not to say there is no racism or that it is not widespread, but the underlying issues are often unfamiliarity and cultural differences. Identifying the issue as racism only scratches the surface. If you intend to solve the problem, that kind of simplicity doesn’t get you very far.
People who are different face exclusion and violence. I know what it means when others pick you out for special treatment for no reason other than being different. It makes you doubt yourself and ask, ‘What’s wrong with me?’ By the time I had become a student, I was an emotional wreck, mired in self-doubt. It is how groups of humans deal with deviant behaviour and press for conformity. Even people who think they are open-minded and cherish diversity don’t tolerate those who disagree. That is what Woke people do by cancelling people with deviant opinions. Cooperating in groups requires conformism. Cultural differences and unfamiliarity cause trouble and uncertainty, and lead to the failure of the cooperation.
It begins with basic things, such as appointments. Keeping agreements is critical in doing business. It made the Surinamese employer not hire his fellow Surinamese. I had a friend who was always late. He didn’t do that at work, but in private appointments, he was never on time. He married a lady from Africa. Their shared relaxed view of schedules helped make their marriage work. It wouldn’t have worked with me. It might seem like a minor issue, but maintaining schedules is a foundation of modern civilisation. Europe had that same relaxed view on schedules in the Middle Ages. It changed with the Industrial Revolution, the start of the rat race to our destruction, for which Africans are not to blame. Let’s go back in history to Martin Luther King, who once said,
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.
The problem is that, through culture, the colour of your skin says something about the content of your character. How you are brought up, the circumstances you have lived in, the people you have met, and how others have treated you greatly affect who you become, which is why the world is still not a wonderful, multicultural society where life is good. But think of the great future that lies ahead if that becomes reality.
Latest revision: 10 October 2026
1. Acht minuten in de stoel, 200 euro afrekenen: steeds meer patiënten voelen zich ‘melkkoe’ bij tandarts. Peter Ullenbroeck (2026). Tubantia.nl. 2. Factcheck: de vier dubieuze claims waarmee de politie telkens honderden miljoenen lospeutert. Tim Verlaan (2026) FTM.nl.
Featured image: Black-and-white sheep. Jesús Solana (2008). Wikimedia Commons.
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:
Psychics, mediums, and premonition
Like psychics and mediums, we can sometimes have accurate premonitions. My personal experience may tell a lot about why that is so.
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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Near Enschede, in the east of the Netherlands, is a village called Eibergen. I was born there in Iepenstraat (Elm Street). Elm Street. Do I have your attention? Here we go. The assassination of US President Kennedy happened on Elm Street, and that event is 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), with 9/11 referring to the terrorist attacks of 11 September 2001, yet another event marked by a remarkable array of coincidences. Here begins a tale riddled with coincidences and a story inside a story.
Eibergen means egg mountains, a possible cryptic reference to fallopian tubes. The initials of my last name, KI, make the Dutch abbreviation for artificial insemination, a way to make a virgin give birth. It is also the Dutch abbreviation for artificial intelligence, and this world is likely AI-generated. The name of the nearby city, Enschede, is found to be referencing the female reproductive organ. And Vagina, you could make of it. The initials of my first and middle names, BH, make the Dutch abbreviation for a bra. The song ‘A Boy Named Sue’ by Johnny Cash is about names of this kind and the strong character they build. But Sue had it easy. His funny name was the only thing he had to deal with.
Until age four, I lived in Eibergen and recall a little of that time. Nothing unusual happened. You might expect more if you know the remainder of this story, but to my knowledge, there were no spectacular omens of any kind. Often, I went out on a tricycle to feed the sheep in the pasture at the end of the street. The clock on television instilled anxiety. If it appeared, I took cover behind the sofa until it was gone. Unlike the clock in the living room of the renowned traditional pendulum type with the well-known ‘Nu Elck Syn Sin’ (Now, let everyone have it their own way) lettering, that one had a second hand, which made it particularly intimidating. Time was ticking. Tic toc tic toc. That was most frightening indeed. I remember my mother being pregnant. She was ironing. My sister Anne Marie was born in 1971. I sang songs for the baby in the baby room while my mother changed nappies.
Our home was on a block of similar houses. Next door lived an elderly 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 a young family with children like us. They had a daughter of my age and a younger son. I remember playing together with them. They told me that rabbits eat grass. I tried it as well, but not being a rabbit, I didn’t appreciate the taste. 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 my mother confirmed. It suggests most of my memories are of good quality.
My father usually went to work around 6 AM and returned around 9 PM. He loved his job. On Saturdays, he went out hunting with his friends. 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, at age three, I once said to my mother, probably jokingly, ‘Who is that man sleeping on the couch?’ That is what my mother later told me. My father probably took the hint, as he all of a sudden took me out of bed every morning before he went to work and played with me for a few minutes for a few weeks, which I do remember.
At the age of three, I once fell on my teeth on the wooden table in the living room in a most brutal smash. A piece of the wood broke off. My front teeth turned black shortly after, until my permanent teeth came in, making me an ugly duckling for years to come. We also had a bicycle accident. My mother was bicycling, Anne Marie was in the front, I was in the back, and my mother had trouble handling the bags full of groceries on the handlebars. And then the bicycle 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 love may reveal your character. And that might be correct in my case.
I was standing in the valley of rock Up to my belly in an early fog I was looking for the road to a green painted house In the Dutch mountains In the Dutch mountains Mountains
I met a woman in the valley of stone She was painting roses on the walls of her home And the moon is a coin with the head of the queen Of the Dutch mountains Mountains
The Nits, In the Dutch Mountains
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Featured image: my mother, my younger sister, and I (in the foreground)