Aliens

This is what immigrants look like when they get together. Oh those terrorist, disrupting the peaceful numbness of the european paradise with their noise and their laugher and with the smell of the crazy food they make…

I remember the day I entered Jun and Mitchy´s house. For a couple of weeks I had been politely observing the crazy shit that people in the Netherlands believe to be «civilized» behavior. I mean, even young people are so… boring, like they don´t have a position on anything. Everything must be objectively measured in order to have a properly centered opinion. Even relating to others must be properly measured through long sessions of boredom, until you decide you and others are boring enough to hang out every month or so. Then, the door to this family´s house opened, and they were having dinner (we were late, which I though would be a huge deal). People in the room asked us to sit and to have some food and started talking as if we already knew each other. It was so familiar it felt almost rude. Damn, these guys could have perfectly been auntie Mitchy and uncle Jun, and it was just so right (and the food was so good!). So we kept seeing each other often and they introduced us to a lot of their friends (mostly immigrants). Activists, artists, musicians who had come to the Netherlands from Iran, Iraq, Chile, Philippines, Brazil, etc. Just getting together to have fun, jam a little, tell stories and making plans felt like a way of resisting this crazy culture of inhuman relationships.

This is what those leftist terrorists look like when they get together. They build bombs of fraternity and sorority. This is what they´re so afraid of, people who can see beyond nationalist ideals and become a family no mattering where in the world they are.