Aljo-Log

This is the band: Diafrix with their new song ‘Concrete Jungle’. I appreciate the message this song conveys.

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About an hour ago I was walking outside, when I misplaced my foot and fell. I tore my jeans. I fall relatively easily due to my weak leg muscles which are making me unable to correct my balance when I am slightly off balance. So when the surface on which I am walking is a little bit uneven that I tend to stumble really easily. I am so convinced that my weak leg muscles were deliberately done to me, because the Netherlands government is denying me a relationship with another woman than they had selected for me. But that the Dutch would only have let me be with this woman if I were religious enough, which I wasn’t. I feel like a detainee, while I didn’t do anything to justify this happening to me. This is just the Netherlands government acting out their frustrations on me.

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I would like to work with Microsoft Blend 3 with Sketchflow, but that whenever I startup Blend that my mind is being switched off by my rider. That Blend is really user friendly but that the people who control my thinking process are making sure I cannot think about Blend. This gets me really frustrated so I start to shout and curse about it because this is deliberately being done to me. Please imagine how my brain is simply obeying someone else who is denying me to think about the things I would want to, myself.

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How I am totally unable to think freely and remember things. When I am trying to learn something new it is immediately erased from my mind. That I was wondering if I have the consciousness of a newborn baby. That because no woman wanted a relationship with me, and because my soul was dead that I needed to be reborn. How I am unattractive due to hairloss and that this was made possible due to my smoking addiction between 1989 and 1991. I would like to see the people who made me addicted to cigars and caused my off white teeth to be punished. That the local shrinks deliberately destroyed my appearance. How my heart condition was done to me because I masturbated at American military women instead of local Dutch women. I really need to leave The Netherlands for good. Even though the Dutch will never let me go. How my mind is obeying someone else, and that this is a controlled process, that there are people who deny me my freedom of thought. No Dutch shrink will ever admit that I am right and deal with the truth about my health problems. I feel my desire to leave the Netherlands is legitimate, but with my broken mind and broken body there is nowhere I could go. Still there must be people willing to help me see to it that those responsible for this are punished.

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How I feel the Netherlands government hates me because I feel love for my American military friends. That the Dutch denied me a loving relationship because I wanted a pretty girlfriend, and that lots of girls in my neighborhood were crying over me. That the Dutch royals saw me as competition so they ruined my physical health to make sure I would not be free to live my life the way I would want. I cannot care for myself let alone a family. And that this is all deliberate. But that people who treat my health like Doctors got a lot of money so these people are not going to think: “Aljo isn’t ill, this is politically motivated.” I hate the Netherlands, I am getting life in prison while I didn’t do anything other boys wouldn’t have done either. But the Dutch had a handle on me so they used it to punish me, while what I might have done isn’t so serious that you would ruin someone’s life over it. Pick someone your own size…

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Men are supposed to be strong, so that they can carry things for their female partner. My muscles are weakened by some mysterious chronic illness which medical doctors never diagnosed before. And then my ‘tits’, I am really developing breasts as if certain people are trying to turn me into a woman. I couldn’t sleep last night so I tuned into Dutch radio only to realize that these people on local national radio are trying to confront me with the fact that I never had a girlfriend, as if I am thinking about Dutch females to begin with, these women have been kept away from me for 30 years. By now a majority of local nationals will have realized that my three chronic health conditions: 1) mental disorder, 2) heart disorder, and 3) muscle disorder have all been deliberately done to me. How the Dutch are trying to make me feel lonely and in need of sex, while I wouldn’t be in the Netherlands anymore if I only were free to go where I would want. So basically the Dutch are: 1) ruining my physical health, 2) going on and on about me on Dutch radio and television and 3) are trying to hurt my feelings whenever they get the opportunity. I don’t care for the Netherlands anymore! I was hired by the US Department of Defense in 1986 and since then The Netherlands have no longer been on my mind anymore. I mean this month I celebrate my seventh year of no longer viewing Dutch television. And where Dutch radio is concerned I only listen about one hour or less per day. I cannot understand why the Dutch media has to harass me the way they do. One thing is becoming clear to me and this is that I will never be able to live a normal free life in The Netherlands anymore. So I don’t spend much time thinking about what I am missing I am taking what I can get, abroad. Still who would be responsible for my situation? And wouldn’t the PVV the Party For Freedom by Geert Wilders be exactly the party I need to vote for?! Because Wilders knows who is responsible for my lack of freedom, this is the Dutch elite of probably high ranking civil servants in combination with some local influential shrink. This has got nothing to do with Islam or insulting people this is about people who are in charge in the Netherlands and who are denying me a normal life. The Dutch cannot get away with what they did to me.

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How since the 1980s Dutch Christian Democratic Prime Ministers have made sure I would not meet any Dutch women I would feel attracted to. These people call this ‘consistence’, while of course this is a crime. How these people made sure I would not be around any Dutch females so then I fell in love with an American military woman. Whom these Dutch politicians considered the enemy. Now 25 years later I still feel love for this woman, that if it were up to me I would have left the Netherlands decades ago. But that the Netherlands government acted to take away my good health to make sure I couldn’t leave. I find this a cowardice act. How these current Dutch Christian Democratic politicians know the truth about people like Ruud Lubbers who personally made sure I would not have a future in The Netherlands. So then I made friends with the US Government and that these people were impressed by my consistent performance, that this week I was granted my first US Air Force General star meaning that I am now allowed to shape US government policy. I cannot stay in The Netherlands with these Dutch people denying me my freedom and joy. How I sometimes wonder if my soul is being held captive in an isolation cell. That a senior CDA politician conveyed the message that I made Dutch girls cry. While girls are supposed to cry, this is normal. Especially when it deals with balding men.. Even though this was 20 years later. I sure would want to move to Australia and forget I ever was Dutch. But that then EU officials start complaining to the Australian government, which really annoys the Australians. But that lately I was wondering if I wouldn’t want to live in Vancouver or Seattle, I’ve got the friends I would need. I only need someone powerful to make sure the Dutch will let me go. Even though with my pacemaker I no longer stand a chance, which is precisely the reason why I have gotten this pacemaker in the first place. What have I got to lose? The Netherlands no longer is my home anymore anyway. How they are going on and on about me on Dutch radio and television. That I am like public property and that this is all deliberate. Not that I care, I haven’t viewed hardly any Dutch television for 7 years, and now I only listen to Internet streams so I no longer listen to Dutch radio anymore either. How I am being stigmatized as being a bad person, while I have got nothing to do with the people who say this. How my consciousness is not my own, because there are people working in local psychiatrics who are making sure I can not do my own thinking. These people are using me for a punching bag to act out their frustration on. This is no mental illness there were people who could take away my freedom of thought so they did this to me. Like the spot on President Mikhail Gorbachev’s bald head. That I wonder if Dutch Prime Minister Ruud Lubbers defected to the USSR’s side and that years later his successor Prime Minister Balkenende had to cooperate with the US invasion of Iraq to make up for this. Because PM Lubbers stabbed President Reagan in the back. While it was President Reagan who wanted to become friends with me, what else could the Netherlands government have done other than to hurt me? And why would I still want to be in The Netherlands after all these people have done to me? Realizing that I have a home in some other country? I can remember how in the 1980s I was watching television and that President Gorbachev was on and that he told me: “I want to do business with you!” That I feel that Mr Gorbachev wants to be friends with me, that he didn’t mean to hurt me. That all this had to do with God’s plan with Russia and that Russia meant salvation for the world. In the 1980s we still were in the Cold War so it was far too soon to explain to the West what the Russian government wanted to do, there simply was no trust. Now we can save the world by letting Russia stop the evil forces who are still trying to start wars. This is what Russia is all about. Wouldn’t we all benefit if this would be a success?

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I am realizing that the Netherlands government is trying to create strong women who will have a husband and children. My problem is that I am weak, due to all these health problems I have, and that I am being denied a wife or even children. That the government thinks it is a sign of strength beating me up. How Dutch girls are so lonely, which makes perfect sense because all they do is reject guys who are in love with them and give away love they are offered. Dutch girls have an attitude about that they decide themselves who they fall in love with, like: “I don’t care that you are in love with me, I decide myself whom I am in love with.” How most Dutch girls probably have an ex, because they want to be in control of their love lives – which makes sense – so when they have to make a decision about whom they will start a relationship with that they will most likely opt for the most wealthy guy. How Dutch women need to be tamed, something a Dutch female radio presenter came up with. But that the government treats Dutch males like morons because they feel that guys don’t deserve these girls, because Dutch girls should be innocent and religious. How me being an angel got me quite a bit of attention, but being a servant I couldn’t look after my own interests, because I was made to serve the common good. And then I got this rider and was kept away from girls I would have liked. So my love life was totally impossible because of the government and my inability to go after my own interests. How in 1988 I said on local radio that I wasn’t interested in Dutch females because I wanted to be with an American woman, which was my honest opinion but kind of stupid to say on air. I am only getting older and my chronic health conditions make me in need of care so that Dutch couples can feel what it is like to care for someone. To me this is a government sponsored crime. How strong women have children and that I only reveal the ‘weak-spots’ of Dutch women so I won’t be granted any children. I sure would like to live in some other country than The Netherlands.

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PS, How males who are already married tell me I need to respect women. Even though I am supposed to be in love, and when you are in love with someone that you respect that person, and don’t care about others. In other words these males tell me to care for my second choices.

Last week I was watching German television and there was on the news an item on about how in Germany unemployed people need to accept a low paying job if they are offered one. But that there simply aren’t enough jobs available for all unemployed. There was an example of this man on – what they call in Germany – ‘Hartz 4′ which is a name for social security benefits for long term unemployed workers. And this man was unable to hold a job and refused to sweep the streets for a living for one Euro per hour. So what he had done was he had found a Medical Doctor who had written an official document for him so that instead of unemployed he now was unfit for work and therefore he no longer needed to accept any jobs he didn’t like anymore. This man had been ‘krank-geschrieben’ which is literally in English: ‘written-sick’. That when I saw my first shrink in 1987 that these people must have known I wasn’t ill but that the Dutch government wanted to use me to punish youths. Because the youths no longer attended church, because the youths no longer had lasting relationships, because the youths didn’t have any children and so on. This is why my health was sacrificed. How there must have been someone who could who stole my soul so that he (or she) could make me delusional. How my learning process has been destroyed, and that lately I am having trouble understanding radio programs what is being said there because my brain is unable to function properly. That Dutch community leaders didn’t want me to have any children unless I behaved precisely the way they wanted, like going to church and so on. I did go to church, but I can’t sing so it is no fun. It is like that song by Paul McCartney “The county judge held a grudge…” That the Dutch authorities hate American culture so they considered me an enemy and destroyed me mentally and physically. I feel I have a right to immigrate to Australia to live a life in freedom without being the victim of a government sponsored crime. How the Dutch Balkenende IV cabinet fell last night and that I feel Prime Minister Balkenende is doing a good job, but that I thought the PvdA was perfectly right to end the coalition. I feel that with any Christian Democrat government that my love life won’t stand a chance, even though there must be people – who aren’t political leaders – who are ruining my life no matter who is in power here, so I am no longer interested in Dutch news. If I had been free I wouldn’t have been living in the Netherlands anymore anyway.

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I find it so mean that on Dutch television they are going on and on about me and my family, that we are public property while at the same time my freedom is being denied to me. Fame means that you are entitled to power and or wealth. That I realized that people were talking about me in the early 1980s and that I didn’t approve of it. So I tried to avoid it when I was in university, but that the Dutch didn’t accept ‘no’ for an answer. So when I was in my 5th semester that I skipped a day and that when I was in our building the next day that my fellow students told me: “They were looking for you the other day! With photo cameras and everything.” I think the Netherlands government was responsible for denying me my anonymity. When a few weeks later I phoned with my American love interest that the Dutch had decided that I should drop out of university. My American military friends realized what was happening and decided to hire me. But the Americans left the local base and the Dutch were determined to ruin my life. The Dutch know what they did which made me delusional. The Dutch know what they did which caused my heart condition. The Dutch know what they did which caused my muscle condition. I feel after all this abuse that I am perfectly in my right to leave The Netherlands should some other country I like want to have me. Even though I am totally unable to live a normal day to day life, due to these physical conditions. I cannot work for a living, but I generate revenue. How I noticed how the global consensus among political leaders decided that I belong in Europe so Australia will never let me in anymore. I wonder who has decided I needed to go bald. This was deliberately done to me. It isn’t fun to be famous and unattractive. But then people get the government they deserve. For instance the previous Australian Prime Minister was bald too and he was one of the most effective government leaders I ever heard about! But the fact that these people in power took my scalp makes me realize that I am not going to do these people any favors. My personal history for the past 30 years sure makes me realize that these people didn’t allow me to have a normal social life. I don’t view Dutch television but I do know that these people go on and on about us, that people think it has a positive effect on Dutch society. That my being single is only needed to make other Dutch people feel love. While I am no longer interested in a love life in The Netherlands. I can’t even live my life in a normal way being single, let alone live it together with a partner! This is because my rider controls my decision making process, I wouldn’t be able to interact with my partner, because I don’t control my own thinking process. My problems are said to have a positive impact on Dutch youths. That my life has effectively been sacrificed so that other people could live the kind of life the Netherlands government wants. I am wondering if the government has a right to do this to me. It is the combination of on the one side the constant media attention and on the other side my total inability to be independent which makes me believe that this cannot be justified by any democratic government. Even though my personal situation has become more international how for instance I wouldn’t know a thing about Dutch politics, while I do know the German political situation. I cannot live the life of a zoo animal, or a circus animal for that matter. I cannot prove my mental condition was deliberately done to me, even though my delusional thoughts were probably generated by someone who wanted me to be delusional. I can proof that my physical conditions were in fact deliberately done to me! These conditions wouldn’t have happened under ‘normal’ circumstances.

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