Domodedovo is a great airport. Rationally organized. A surprisingly good Indian restaurant (Paprika). Giant portraits of Great Leader Zhirik. What more do you need?
Here’s what you don’t need: Belgians and 2 cm of snow.
Brussels Airlines was too cheap to even shill out for separate room, instead packing all the stranded passengers in a hotel atrium and kicking them out at 7:30. Which was a slight problem, since in Belgium nothing opens before 8:30 or so.
Well, no reason not to explore Brussels in the chilly early morning. It struck me a fairly typical historical European city, with its fair share of famous historical figures (e.g. learned that Mercator was a Brussels native).
Still, the self-confident bourgeoisie of yore has clearly given way to a diskempt socialist decadence.
Graffiti everywhere. I mean, it’s normal to have it at train depots or disused warehouses in the outskirts, as in most places I have been to, but it’s quite another issue when it begins to infest central, historical/tourist areas (e.g. see the wall right on the photo above).
Favorite example was a giant drawing of a dick that was right in front of what I was told is a Catholic girls school.
From talking to a local friend, getting on welfare is easy (as I recall you just need to do 1.5 years worth of work) and pays well enough to live in reasonable comfort, indefinitely. Taxes for the middle class approach 50%.
Property is really cheap for what is the capital of one of the world’s major power blocs.
Around 600 Euros / month for a two room apartment on this quaint historical street just 2km from the central seat of EU power, and perhaps around 250,000 Euros to buy.
This is comparable to Moscow, and about 3x cheaper than in London.
Demographically, Brussels struck as significantly more white than London, though less so than Moscow. Foreigners were strongly tilted towards Blacks and North African Muslims. No surprises there.
The Africans openly sell weed in the streets, and you encounter wafts of it almost as often as in Berkeley.
The above photo shows the Monument to the Congo Pioneers, built in 1921.
The inscription “L’héroïsme militaire belge anéantit l’(Arabe) esclavagiste” [Belgian military heroism annihilates Arab slavery] has been scoured of its politically incorrect ethnic component, though amusingly, it appears that some enterprising Belgian shitlord had graffitied in the prior cultural vandalism.
Completely ordinary, totally not trying to prove anything at all, poster on a Brussels street [click photo for high-res].
… Since when do Africans read?
My friend, you might know Africa, but you don’t know the Africans. We are big readers, especially of the word and of comics.
This strange Euro-SJWism is promoted from the very top, e.g. the European Parliament had a massive banner commemorating Simone Veil, who played a key role in legalizing abortion in France before transitioning to other progressive causes.
Some of her very great quotes:
Europe has to be an example of democracy and respect for human rights.
What I want as a woman… is to not be forced to fit the male paradigm.
Today, a new commitment must be made – to fight against hatred of others, anti-Semitism, racism, and intolerance.
Overall, I cannot say I was very impressed with Brussels after spending a day there.
It lives up to its reputation as a socialist dump.
That said, a few things in its favor:
1. A quaint sense of humor, with lots of funny/silly little monuments all over the place.
2. Great beer.
3. They love their dogs.