Machteld The Incompetent

Amsterdam, 01 07 2014.

Thailand is looming but still Saam Dhuan - three months in Thai - to go, Saam Dhuan and Nit Noi time before boarding China Air, twelve hours in one of these oversized alu beer cans with wings, 10.000 feet up in the air with turbulence aplenty but worth every minute of uncomfortable air sicknessness, flying away from home and friends that were only dreamed of mere years ago when The Gang Of Evil Friends ganged my life and house looking for Anne Frank House money to be transformed into their cherished Gods of choice Miss MJ and King Alcohol....

Nowadays my hard earned Dinero goes to secred places awaiting the sacred transformation back at the Chinese travel agency in the heard of the city's Damstraat, yeah you got it right dear reader of this blog, plane tickets to King Bhumipol's Asian Realm...

Still, semi-soberity and devotion to my mobile Mandal shop as well as the neighborhood's petting zoo, hard work and no pay but plenty of severely necessary Khama building has got a price all in it self...let say the latter keeps me fit and in good mental spirits apart from that aforementioned oh so necessary Kharma improvement...

Still, my little Kharma benevolence seems to come to a sudden stop, no more sweating away cleaning stables and heaving bovine manure, pig shit and Shetland Pony droppings, some good old old goat dung and sheep shit, closure of the Westerpark petting zoo being discussed in earnest on the neighborhood's schoolyards ...

The farm's governing body's only member Machteld the Incompetent sort of conveniently forgot to sign the on-going contracts for the three female CEOs, closure is threatening, the animals donated to different zoos, maybe off to the slaughter house, no more happy childern's smiles greeting me on my tradional wednes - and thursday mornings, goodbye and Adios, Doei Doei to the petting zoo's existence...

All of that because Machteld The Incompetent had to live up to her nickname, or maybe she had her own agenda...