Good morning humans. It’s not very easy to tell you something at that time of the year. Nature is falling asleep. Although calling the weather at the moment wintery would be an exaggeration. It’s typical Belgian weather. Wind and rain. Not really something I like but you have to live with what you get.
Which isn’t that easy if you listen to the radio. While taking your breakfast. The annual donation thingy (Viva for life) is over. You thus don’t hear anything about it. Looks like child poverty in Belgium is again eradicated until next year. This year is was the first time that you could hear a presenter on the radio mentioning that there are critical voices. People who don’t like this annual action. Just because it’s a proclamation of shame. And a shame it is.
Every year they have a new record of donations and they are celebrating the new record. That every year you have more children living in poverty they mention too. Sometimes you can’t help but think that they are keeping a number of people in poverty just to celebrate themselves. And please do not forget Belgium is a so-called first world country. Every child in poverty should be a shame. And the goal should be to eradicate Child poverty once and for all. Unfortunately this won’t happen. Belgians are giving during this donation event (even a lot) and are voting for the same neo-liberal crap in the next elections. Will the neo-liberal parties one day eradicate poverty? Why should they? It’s not on their agenda. Just as an example. The former government (not really neo-liberal) had the idea of limiting the salary of the CEOs in state controlled companies to 250.000.-€ a year. One of the CEOs was complaining about it. Not even the then so-called non neo-liberal government did what they should have done. After the complaint of this guy, they should have thanked him for his service and should have kicked him out.
The guy I was talking last week about. The head of the biggest party in the Flemish speaking part of Belgium. Was complaining about the annual speech of the Belgian king. Why this guy doesn’t have the balls to just publicly announce. ‘We no longer want a king. We no longer see the need for a king. And we will thus organize a referendum to know what the people are thinking.’ Won’t do that. Might loose.
Even with this crap. Something to complain that’s happening at home. As you, dear readers, mat know by now. I have to share my space with Rashid. Rashid is the crappy pure breed from last week’s photo.
My bowl, filled with dry food, is next to his bowl, filled with wet food. Not a problem. From time to time Rashid doesn’t fancy what’s in his bowl. So he eats from mine. No problem for me I can and do share. The problem is: While eating my dried food he suddenly has the idea that he still prefers wet food. So he takes a bit of his wet food from his bowl and puts it in my bowl with the dry food. And then eats the mixture. Still not a problem. The problem is he’s neither finishing his wet food that he put on MY dry food nor is he cleaning the bowl afterward. I’m not putting my dry food on his wet food. Why is he putting his wet stuff on MY dry food?
I guess I have to live with this, too.
For today’s picture. The preferred photographer has taken some new ones of me. Without using me as a model for one of her creations. And for celebrating the end f this year you get 2 photos of me this time.
and here’s number 2. She isn’t that bad as a photographer
See you next year