I continue the series chronicles our dear Fouad Laroui the chronicle today is extraordinary. It depicts God, Protestants, atheists and Moroccans.
Name of God!
It's a pretty weird story that happened recently in Amsterdam. It depicts God, Protestants, atheists and Moroccans. This is no small beer ...For several years the first thing you see coming out of Amsterdam Central Station is a huge sign that proclaims: JESUS Calling you! In the evening, the sign is illuminated, which is quite logical since we are talking of faith. In fact, it glows primarily because it is surrounded by a drizzle of neon green.
far, so good.
quidam But one gets mad. Each end of the afternoon, he returned from work, tired and sleepy, he leaves the station, he looks up mechanically and receives this information in the face that something threatening: Jesus is calling you!
The fellow in question, let's call him Hans, makes contact with the council. Would it be possible to remove the sign which plunges the end of each afternoon in a nervous metaphysics? No, replied the mayor. An association of religious propaganda praised the front and has the right to write what she wants. Let's be logical - it is still the mayor who speaks -: if we have the right to intimate the order to drink from Coca-Cola or eating hamburgers, it would still be the ultimate if it could not suggest to think about spiritual nourishment. At least they are not fattening.
Hans starts to get excited.
- And for how long these evangelists did they let this wall? It has
Indeed the hope that this will not last much longer. But he says he is a long lease, that is to say a very long time, something like 99 years.
- Curious, Hans enraged. After all, we know from St. Paul that the end is near. These monks do not they believe their own sacred texts, which give the Apocalypse tomorrow?
The mayor, who has other fish to fry, hang up.
The next day, returning exhausted from the grind, Hans was again welcomed by Jesus is calling you! As night falls early - winter is coming - neon green lights flashing and all that gigantic letters. Hans feels that mocks him. He sees red. Literally. He commanded a few meters of neon and ruddy, with the help of a handyman boyfriend, he makes a huge sign that attaches to the front of his own apartment. The sign proclaims: GOD DOES NOT EXIST! Passengers leaving the train station now have before us two theories rather difficult to reconcile: Green, Jesus is calling you! and red, GOD DOES NOT EXIST! Place your bets.
The Dutch people are the most democratic in the world. You say this, I say the opposite, so what? Nobody protested, and life is about to resume its quiet course, after the stroke of his friend Hans.
was to ignore the Moroccans.
Moroccans, is well known, like things are clear. Thousand years Makhzen, it leaves traces. Those among them who read the Dutch fail to understand that the city is to say the Makhzen Dutch, their facades proxy sends a message as contradictory. The only time Jesus is calling you! existed, we could tolerate the apostrophe. Jesus is the prophet Issa, we like him He is also a bit of our own. But what does the front door? GOD DOES NOT EXIST? A'oudou billah! But it's a scandal!
This time, not a Han, but fifty Driss, Rachid and Mohamed, who call the town hall.
- Whenever you leave the station, there is a neon red attacking us!
The mayor tries to reason:
- The two signs, green and red are offset and cancel out, right?
- No, says Driss, roared Rachid Mohamed mumbles. Green wanted to make us Christians. Red wants to make us atheists. So it degrades ! The situation becomes intolerable.
The mayor is very annoyed. On the one hand, we must respect freedom of expression, we can not require evangelists and Hans they drop their slogans. But do not turn the Moroccans, who are quick to anger. Genius of the town hall: it provides a facade to the Moroccans. Besides green, JESUS \u200b\u200bis calling you! and red, GOD DOES NOT EXIST! they can tell the dumbfounded crowd what they want.
is where we are. Moroccans are thinking about their slogan. In fever early days, they hesitated between LA ILLA ILLAH 'Llah! and various verses of the Koran. Then, having calmed down and realize they have a huge front free for 99 years, some restaurateurs are beginning to think MOROCCAN EAT! or DRINK TEA MINT!
I'll keep you posted ...
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