I keep repeating the same thing about the Netherlands, referring to the influx of Germans, Italians, Spaniards, Sephardim, French Huguenots, Scottish Puritans in the seventeenth century and to the (historically) recent influx of over three million immigrants from all over the world.
In my lifetime I count 300.000 immigrants from the former Indonesia, 370.000 from the former colony of Surinam, 372.000 Turks, 325.000 Moroccans, 183.000 Africans, 110.000 Latino's, to name but a few major groups.
Together, recent immigrants make up almost one-fifth of the Dutch population.
Yet we have no major riots, no explosive banlieus, no urban guerillas.
We're a team. We're doing fine, comparatively.
Oops, sorry. Wrong rhetoric. We stink to high heaven, of course. We're the beachhead of Eurabia! Our streets are teaming with gangs that speak a thousand languages, whole cities have been taken over by foreign forces, we keep our women and children in the home and barricade our doors at night. Soon the last living Dutchman will turn our the lights and emigrate to Canada.
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