Islam.” It was signed Allahu Akbar, written in blood—Allah is greater.
An Islamic terrorist group closely linked to al Qaeda, and dedicated to restoring a global caliphate under Islamic law, takes credit for the murders.
School is canceled the next day, and Jana stays home from work. At 10 AM, Katrien answers the phone—Rafik calling from the politiebureau. He calmly asks how her science project is going, then asks to speak to Jana. Katrien hunts down her mother, who walks quickly to the phone. Rafik tells Jana that neither she nor Katrien should leave the house. “Everyone is going nuts,” he says. “We're getting calls from all over the country. Twenty-six mosques and a dozen madrassahs have been torched.”
In the days that follow, it becomes a ritual, sitting together to watch the evening news. Muslim districts in Amsterdam, Rotterdam, and Utrecht have erupted in heavy violence. “I don't want you to go anywhere near Oud-West,” Rafik says, calling again after 9 PM. The Oud-West is southwest of Jordan, not far. “The neighborhood around the El-Tawheed mosque is a major war zone. They blew up the Portuguese Israelite Synagogue and the Jewish Historical Museum.” By “they” he means Muslim extremists.
“Are you still at work?” Jana asks.
“We're sleeping in shifts at the station. I haven't slept in twenty-four hours.”
“Would you like a change of clothes from your apartment? Some food? How can I help?”
“No, no. I'm fine, Jana. Please don't leave the house.”
The Dutch prime minister interrupts NOS Journaal to declare a state of emergency for the entire country. He tells everyone to stay home and to stay calm.
The following day separate jihadist cells blow up three dikes and two train stations. Dozens of blocks are flooded. Public transportation is completely shut down. Ten thousand people march in a demonstration at the Dam in front of the Royal Palace. The demonstrators demand a change of government. They demand sharia law.
The Netherlands is in a state of civil war, which touches off uprisings in England, Belgium, France, and Germany.
The dragon has awoken, swinging its tail, breathing fire.
As the weeks go by, the Islamic nations of the Middle East and Northern Africa organize into the United Nations of Islam and elect a new caliphate, the Supreme Leader of the Islamic World. Their objective is nothing less than the Islamization of all of Europe and Africa. Global jihad.
Later historians will call it the beginning of the Great Eurabian War.
In The Netherlands, as in Germany, the security forces and armed services, are forty percent Muslim. They overrun the House of Parliament and local administrative offices, replacing local police with members of the Muslim Brotherhood, ISIS, and al Queda.
On June 16, 2012, the Royal Family flees to Denmark to organize a temporary government in exile. The Netherlands is declared the Islamic Republic of Holland, instituting sharia law across the land.
Three, 16 March 2020
Fredrika Maria
Tonight we meet at a barge on Keisersgracht in the Southern canal belt. The Fredrika Maria was built in 1914 to transport sand and gravel from IJmuiden, converted into a houseboat in the 1960s. Hippies painted it in rainbow colors and grew weed in flower boxes. In 2006 the Restauratoren Nederland restored it, and made it into a boat museum for tourists. The flower boxes are now gone, as are the tourists. Dove gray colors its hull. But there is a bit of color. If you look closely, you'll see a curly pink squiggle, written in crayon on a piece of paper, taped to the inside of a porthole.
A pig's tail, the symbol of the Resistance.
We often meet on one canal boat or another. Since the Islamic Council forbids bars and ca fés , clandestine ca fé restaurants have sprung up in the canal boats. When they hear there is going to be a raid, they pick up and move
Christiane Shoenhair, Liam McEvilly