KONINGSDAG

Today the Dutch celebrate “Koningsdag” an anarchistic festival the birthday of our King. What happens, apart from the festivals and ceremonies, is the transformation of the cities in colossal markets, where, intoxicated people, dressed in orange, hunt for bargains. Holland is a Freemarket. No taxes have to been pid. The Freemarket was meant for chcildren, selling second-hand clothes and toys, but soon other entrepeneurs entered the market, with textiles, straight from the factory, cheap East-European tools, electronic gadgets and plants. “Fake designer-goods” are on the cheap, so are Rolex-watches. The Dutch are a folk of traders and businessmen, who always go for the cheap and can bargain like hell. and on the Freemarket you can see the Dutch on their best. Huge profits were made on this day and terasses are full. Location is important for sales. In a big, central Dutch like Utrecht poor people are payed to claim and occupy certain sports for days and nights. He held up his Phone in the air to scan the place. Nothing unusual when someone entered a public place. Everybody was collecting data nowadays. All were filmed while filming or recorded while recording. And there were the big trans-national cooperations, securityfirms, the military, intelligencence and (local) government who gathered, sold and bought all the human data, where they could lay their hands on. 5G and RIFD-chips, who will be everywhere and in every human-handed object. A killing development, in many ways. Coen does not speak German or understands the language and people. Our visitors from the East don't speak English, Dutch or Frisian. “I have to proffessionalise, the Boss said.” Coen smiled. “I get German conservationlessons given by a local teacher. “Scheisse.Verdammter Scheisse!””. I smiled; “At least you talk some good Geman shit.”