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Last Saturday, your colleagues notified me to stop by Outreach to pick up my tent, as arranged with Nancy.
I have just done with shower and lunch at Kamiano. If I come to Outreach now, I will be in front of closed doors.
I take a shower all day, but I will come to Outreach first on Wednesday and then take a shower at the Care Team.
I learned that the winter shelter starts today. I have asked my social worker Mr. Bas Wieers to put me on the list, but I am not sure I will qualify after recent publications on social media that are not in favor of the Victor night shelter. However, the Alderman for Social Affairs Mr. Tom Meeuws has stated in the press that no one will be turned away.
In August I had a run-in with the Victor 4 regarding a publication by a user called Stephan Van Collem, and they asked me to remove it from the social media. I was unwilling to do that and that’s where it ended. That’s how I ended up on the street since then. It is, in fact, about this article:
For more on the exclusion from the Victor night shelter because of Stephan Van Collem, I refer to my letter to the Federal Minister of Social Affairs, Mr. Frank Vandenbroucke, in which you will discover that Stephan Van Collem has been on my family’s heels for several years in a row:
He is no stranger to the milieu of migrant women where they have known him by another name. Find out for yourself in this article about where Stephan Van Collem has been to school, please:
The women’s organization in which he was active is called “Flora Women’s Cooperation”. My goal is to bring all the witnesses together to prove that his name is not Stephan Van Collem:
Lastly, I would like to report that Stephan Van Collem is also believed to be fraudulently using the private information and identity of others which he uses for hiding money abroad. For example, the name Stephan Van Collem is not his real name and he uses it to claim inheritance from the real van Collem family. He would have used the name of Mrs Hedwig van der Velden (who worked at Flora as a volunteer) to open secret accounts abroad, as well as the name Omar Amezian which he may have used for investing in soccer clubs. Anyway, I suspect that Mr. Amezian may not be aware of what is happening with his personal data.
Perhaps he is doing the same with your personal and company data.
The Stephan Van Collem that you and I know is not a poor person, he does not need an OCMW, Victor or Kamiano. He thinks we are stupid fools:
That is why I think I will need that tent you have lying around this winter. It doesn’t look like I will be welcome at the Victor night shelter, but Stephan Van Collem will.
Would you please verify why a fraudster like him is allowed to sleep there and I am not?
I thank you and the entire team at Outreach very much.
If you have any questions, please ask me. I will be happy to answer
Pour Sa Majesté le Roi Philippe et Sa Majesté la Reine Mathilde de Belgique
J’ai l’honneur de vous faire part de la lettre que j’ai adressée à Son Excellence Mark Rutte, Premier ministre des Pays-Bas, pour lui présenter mes condoléances à la suite du décès de M. Mark Arends, survenu dans la nuit du jeudi 4 au vendredi 5 novembre 2021, dans le local à vélos de la gare centrale de l’Astridplein à Anvers.
De heer Mark Arends is een man die M. Mark Arends est un homme très important pour la prospérité des Anversois, malgré l’apparente pauvreté dans laquelle il vivait. Il est actionnaire de très nombreuses sociétés en Europe (Allemagne, Pays-Bas, Italie) mais pas encore en Belgique où on lui rend la vie difficile. Sa mort a affecté de nombreuses personnes, notamment dans le milieu des sans-abri où il était respecté comme un bon conseiller parce qu’il était très jeune et avait beaucoup d’expérience.
Dans la lettre adressée au Premier ministre des Pays-Bas, j’ai signalé le nom de la deuxième personne décédée au même moment, qui s’appelait en fait “Wesley”, et non Leslie comme signalé précédemment, mais il est inconnu dans le milieu.
Ce que j’ai oublié de mentionner, c’est que M. Stephan Van Collem, le meilleur ami de Mark Arends, est allé laver quelques vêtements chez Kamiano le lendemain matin (5/11/2021), ce qu’il fait rarement. En général, un tour pour la buanderie est planifié sur réservation au maximum un jour à l’avance.
J’ai aussi eu un tour ce matin-là, j’ai apporté les vêtements à l’heure, et je les ai mis dans le séchoir que quelqu’un avait interrompu pour sécher ses vêtements en premier. C’est arrivé pendant que je prenais mon repas. Stephan, qui était arrivé beaucoup plus tard, est parti avant moi.
Ce dernier n’a pas dit un mot sur la mort de son ami alors que des rumeurs sur la mort de Mark circulaient déjà vendredi matin ainsi que l’idée qu’elle était suspecte.
Un soir, elle m’a demandé mon avis sur la santé mentale de Stephan, à savoir s’il est dément ou paranoïaque, après qu’il ait montré à tout le monde une vidéo d’une personne le poursuivant tout au long de la gare centrale d’Anvers. Il était tellement paniqué qu’il en parlait encore avec crainte des heures plus tard.
Elle me voyait souvent interagir avec lui et elle pensait que j’en savais plus sur lui, mais ce n’était pas le cas. J’ai traîné avec lui involontairement parce que nous dormons, mangeons et travaillons au même endroit. Comment veut-on que je l’évite si je n’ai nulle part où dormir? C’était lui qui me suivait partout.
Bien que je ne comprenne pas non plus la peur de Stephan Van Collem, qui a voyagé dans le monde entier, je l’ai rassurée en lui disant qu’il allait très bien et qu’il était certainement suivi parce qu’il est intelligent.
Ce fut la première et la dernière conversation que j’ai eue avec cette dame, au cours de laquelle j’ai découvert qu’elle était brésilienne et je lui ai parlé en espagnol.
C’est une jeune femme blanche aux traits classiques. Le nom de famille ne peut être retracé car les “règles de confidentialité” en vigueur au foyer de nuit de Victor font que nous ne savons pas avec qui nous partageons le dortoir. Et si quelqu’un est recherché? Comment pouvons-nous aider les autorités à retrouver cette personne?
Pour trouver le nom complet de Dany, pour la sécurité de tous, je vous suggère de demander les listes au service de dispatching de CAW au 03 432 88 50 auprès de Mme Sarah Roels sarah.roels@antwerpen.be ou dispatching@cawantwerpen.be .
Dany est une grande femme élancée, mesurant entre 1,75 m et 1,80 m, avec des cheveux châtains coiffés au carré. Son visage est carré, joliment structuré, elle a des lèvres pleines et de grands yeux sombres comme sur la photo de droite ci-dessous, et le plus remarquable est son regard qui dégage une certaine innocence comme celui d’un enfant. C’est aussi l’impression que l’on a d’elle lorsqu’elle dîne avec Stephan dans les restaurants sociaux. Elle était mariée à un Belge et a un fils. Elle est devenue sans domicile fixe à la suite d’un divorce. Apparemment, elle a trouvé son bonheur avec Stephan Van Collem, ce qui nous rend heureux.
Pourquoi Dany est une femme importante:
Dany est devenue inséparable de Stephan Van Collem et elle l’accompagne partout, au point qu’il avance toujours brusquement sans la regarder ou lui parler, et qu’elle continue à le suivre aussitôt partout. Dany pourrait en savoir plus sur les dernières heures de Mark Arends qu’elle connaissait aussi, car Mark s’asseyait toujours à la table avec M. Stephan Van Collem. Récemment, elle a cherché un appartement pour elle-même et Stephan et la tâche n’est pas facile, j’ai compris grâce à feu Mark.
Le vendredi 5 novembre 2021, Dany n’est étrangement pas venu avec Stephan à Kamiano.
Ceci dit, je ne soupçonne pas du tout Stephan Van Collem, car c’est quelqu’un qui veut toujours le bien de Mark. Dans la lettre adressée au Premier ministre des Pays-Bas, j’ai expliqué à quel point Stephan est préoccupé par la santé de son compagnon puisqu’il l’a emmené chez son médecin personnel qui lui a prescrit un examen et un séjour à l’hôpital de Stuivenberg pour aider M. Mark Arends.
Si je mentionne M. Stephan Van Collem dans ce contexte, c’est à des fins de recherche de contacts, en cas de contamination par le Covid 19, afin d’éviter sa propagation. Il est donc important de savoir si M. Stephan Van Collem et Mme Dany ont parlé ou vu M. Mark Arends le 4 novembre 2021..
À l’endroit où les deux sans-abri sont morts, une distribution de nourriture pour les sans-abri est organisée chaque vendredi à 20 heures par la communauté marocaine de la mosquée Al Hanan (située dans la Wipstraat), un conseil que m’avait donné Stephan Van Collem pour trouver un repas. Ils donnent généreusement de la nourriture tous les vendredis de l’année, sauf pendant le Ramadan, le mois dans lequel justement on offre traditionnellement des repas aux démunis.
Cela dépend de la durée pendant laquelle le Covid 19 reste dans l’air, mais même distribution de nourriture pourrait conduire à une plus grande propagation, dans le cas où Mark et Wesley seraient morts du Covid 19, étant donné qu’ils sont morts dans un parking fermé.
Vorige zaterdag hebben uw collega’s me verwittigd om langs te komen bij Outreach, om mijn tentje op te halen, zoals afgesproken met Nancy.
Ik heb net gedaan met douche en lunch bij Kamiano. Als ik nu naar Outreach kom, sta ik voor gesloten deuren.
Ik neem een douche alle dagen, maar ik zal woensdag eerst naar Outreach komen en dan een douche nemen bij het Zorgteam.
Ik heb vernomen dat de winteropvang vandaag van start gaat. Ik heb aan mijn sociale assistent dhr Bas Wieers gevraagd me op de lijst te zetten, maar ik ben niet zeker dat ik in aanmerking zal komen na recente publicaties op sociale media die niet in het voordeel zijn van de Victor nachtopvang. Nochtans heeft de Schepen van Sociale Zaken dhr Tom Meeuws in de pers verklaard dat niemand wordt weggestuurd.
In augustus was ik in aanvaring gekomen met de Victor 4 omtrent een publicatie van en gebruiker die Stephan Van Collem heet, en men heeft me gevraagd die uit de sociale media te halen. Ik was niet bereid om dat te doen en daarbij is het gebleven. Zo ben ik op straat terecht gekomen sindsdien. Het gaat namelijk over dit artikel:
Voor meer over de uitsluiting uit de Victor nachtopvang omwille van Stephan Van Collem verwijs ik naar mijn brief naar de federale minister voor Sociale Zaken, de heer Frank Vandenbroucke, waarin u zal ontdekken dat Stephan Van Collem mijn familie op de hielen zit al meerdere jaren aan een stuk:
De vrouwenorganisatie waarin hij actief was heet “Flora Vrouwenwerking”. Mijn doel is om alle getuigen bij elkaar te brengen om aan te tonen dat hij niet Stephan Van Collem heet:
Ten laatste wil ik melden dat Stephan Van Collem vermoedelijk ook fraudeert met de privé gegevens en de identiteit van anderen die hij gebruikt om geld te verstoppen in het buitenland. Zo is de naam Stephan Van Collem niet zijn echte naam en hij gebruikt die om erfenis van de echte familie van Collem te kunnen opeisen. Hij zou de naam van mevrouw Hedwig van der Velden (die bij Flora als vrijwilligster gewerkt heeft) hebben gebruikt om geheime rekeningen te openen alsook de naam Omar Amezian om te investeren in voetbal clubs. Enfin, ik vermoed dat de heer Amezian misschien niet op de hoogte is van wat er met zijn gegevens gebeuren.
Misschien doet hij dat met uw gegevens ook.
De Stephan Van Collem die u en ik kennen is geen arme, hij heeft geen OCMW, Victor of Kamiano nodig. Hij denkt dat wij domme dwazen zijn:
Daarom denk ik dat ik die tent, die u liggen hebt nodig zal hebben deze winter. Het ziet er niet naar uit dat ik welkom zal zijn in de Victor nachtopvang, maar Stephan Van Collem wel.
Zou u willen nagaan a.u.b. waarom een fraudeur zoals hij daar wel mag slapen en ik niet?
Ik ben u en het hele team van Outreach erg dankbaar.
Als u vragen hebt, gelieve me die te stellen. Ik zal met plezier antwoorden
Samedi dernier, vos collègues m’ont dit de passer à Outreach pour récupérer ma tente, comme convenu avec Nancy.
Je viens de terminer ma douche et mon déjeuner chez Kamiano. Si je viendrai à Outreach maintenant, je me trouverai devant les portes fermées.
Je prends une douche tous les jours, mais je viendrai d’abord chez Outreach le mercredi matin, puis je prendrai une douche à l’équipe de soins.
J’ai été informée que le refuge d’hiver commence aujourd’hui. J’ai demandé à mon assistant social, M. Bas Wieers, de m’inscrire sur la liste, mais je ne suis pas sûre d’être éligible après les récentes publications sur les médias sociaux qui ne sont pas favorables à l’égard de l’abri de nuit Victor. Cependant, l’échevin des affaires sociales, M. Tom Meeuws, a déclaré dans la presse que personne ne sera refusé.
En août, j’ai eu un accrochage avec Victor 4 au sujet d’une publication d’un utilisateur appelé Stephan Van Collem, et ils m’ont demandé de la retirer des médias sociaux. Je n’étais pas préparée à le faire et c’est tout. C’est ainsi que je me suis retrouvée dans la rue depuis. C’est à propos de cet article :
Pour en savoir plus sur l’exclusion de l’asile de nuit Victor à cause de Stephan Van Collem, je vous renvoie à ma lettre au ministre fédéral des Affaires sociales, M. Frank Vandenbroucke, dans laquelle vous découvrirez que Stephan Van Collem poursuit ma famille depuis plusieurs années déjà :
L’organisation féminine dans laquelle il était actif s’appelle “Flora Vrouwenwerking”. Mon but est de réunir tous les témoins pour prouver que son nom n’est pas Stephan Van Collem :
Enfin, je tiens à signaler que Stephan Van Collem est également soupçonné d’avoir commis une fraude avec les données privées et l’identité d’autres personnes qu’il utilise pour cacher de l’argent à l’étranger. Par exemple, le nom de Stephan Van Collem n’est pas son vrai nom et il l’utilise pour revendiquer un héritage de la vraie famille Van Collem. Il aurait utilisé le nom de Mme Hedwig van der Velden (qui travaillait à Flora comme bénévole) pour ouvrir des comptes secrets et le nom d’Omar Amezian pour investir dans des clubs de football. Enfin, je soupçonne que M. Amezian n’est peut-être pas conscient de ce qui arrive à ses données.
Peut-être fera-t-il de même avec vos données.
Le Stephan Van Collem que vous et moi connaissons n’est pas un pauvre, il n’a pas besoin d’un CPAS, d’un Victor ou d’un Kamiano. Il nous prend pour des idiots :
C’est pourquoi je pense que cet hiver j’aurai besoin de cette tente que vous avez à portée de main. Il semble que je ne serai pas la bienvenue dans l’abri de nuit de Victor, mais Stephan Van Collem le sera.
Pourriez-vous vérifier pourquoi un fraudeur comme lui peut dormir là et pas moi ?
Je vous en suis très reconnaissante, ainsi qu’à toute l’équipe de Outreach.
Si vous avez des questions, n’hésitez pas à me les poser. Je serai heureuse de vous répondre
Je vous prie d’agréer l’expression de mes sentiments distingués,
I have the honour to share with you my letter to His Excellency Mark Rutte, the Prime Minister of the Netherlands, expressing my condolences on the death in the night of Thursday 4 to Friday 5 November 2021 in the bicycle shed of the Central Station at Astridplein in Antwerp, of Mr. Mark Arends.
Mr Mark Arends is a man who is very important for the prosperity of the people of Antwerp, despite the apparent poverty in which he was living. He is a shareholder of many companies in Europe (Germany, Netherlands, Italy) but not yet in Belgium where they make his life difficult. His death has affected many people, especially in the milieu of the homeless where he was respected as a good adviser because he was very young and had so much experience.
In the letter to the Prime Minister of the Netherlands, I reported the name of the second person who had died at the same time, and who was actually named “Wesley”, not Leslie, but he is unknown in the environment. The only detail I received was that he would be of Polish origin.
What I forgot to mention is that Mark Eagle’s best friend, Mr. Stephan Van Collem went to wash a few clothes at Kamiano’s the next morning (5/11/2021), something he rarely does. Usually a turn at the laundry room is scheduled at most one day in advance on reservation.
I also had my turn at the laundry room that same morning. I brought the clothes in on time at 9:35 AM, and later I put them in the dryer that someone had interrupted to dry his clothes first. That happened while I was eating my meal. Stephan, who had arrived much later, left earlier than me.
Long before she started dating him, she asked me one evening for advice on Stephan’s mental health, whether he is demented or paranoid, after he showed a video to everyone of a person chasing him all the way through Antwerp Central Station. He was so badly panicked that he was still talking about it with fear hours later.
She saw me interacting with him often and she thought I knew more about him, but I didn’t. Although I also didn’t understand the fear of Stephan Van Collem who had traveled all over the world, I reassured her that he was completely fine, and that he was definitely being followed because he was intelligent.
That was the first and last conversation I ever had with that lady, in which I had discovered that she is a Brazilian and I spoke to her in Spanish.
She is a white young woman with classic facial features. The last name is untraceable for “privacy rules” in place at the Victor night shelter so we don’t know who we share the dorm with. What if someone is wanted? How can we help the authorities track down a person?
In order to find the full name of Dany, I suggest, for everyone’s safety, that you request the lists from the dispatch service of CAW, on 03 432 88 50 from Mrs Sarah Roels sarah.roels@antwerpen.be or dispatching@cawantwerpen.be .
Dany is a tall slender woman between 1.75 m and 1.80 m, with chestnut brown hair in a bobbed hairstyle. Her face is square, nicely structured, she has full lips and large dark eyes like in the picture on the right below, and the most remarkable thing is her look that radiates a certain innocence like that of a child. This is also the impression most people have about her when she goes to dinner with Stephan in the social restaurants. She was married to a Belgian and has a son. She became homeless after a divorce. Apparently she has found her happiness with Stephan Van Collem, which makes us happy too.
Why Dany is an important woman:
Dany has become inseparable from Stephan Van Collem and she accompanies him everywhere. Dany might know something more about the last hours of Mark Arends who she also knows, because Mark was always at the table with Mr. Stephan Van Collem. Recently she was looking for an apartment for Stephan and herself and it is not easy, I understood from the late Mark Arends.
On Friday, November 5, 2021, Dany strangely did not come with Stephan to Kamiano.
Having said that, I suspect Stephan Van Collem of nothing at all as he is someone who always wants good for Mark. In the letter to the Prime Minister of the Netherlands, I explained how concerned Stephan is about his mate’s health as he took him to his personal family doctor who had prescribed an examination and a stay at Stuivenberg Hospital to help Mr Mark Arends.
If I mention Mr. Stephan Van Collem in this context it is for contact tracing, in case of contamination with Covid 19, to prevent its further spread. Therefore it is important to know if Mr Stephan Van Collem and Mrs Dany have spoken or seen Mr Mark Arends on 4 November 2021.
At that spot where the two men died, a food distribution for the homeless is held every Friday at 8 pm by the Moroccan community Al Hanan mosque (located in the Wipstraat), a tip Stephan Van Collem had given me to find a meal. They generously donate food every Friday of the year except during Ramadan, the month when food is traditionally donated to absolutely anyone without distinction.
Het hangt ervan af hoe lang Covid It depends on how long Covid 19 stays up in the air, but even that food distribution in a closed parking lot where the homeless sleep could lead to further spread, in the event that Mark and Wesley died from Covid19.
Su Excelencia el Señor Jair Bolsonaro, el Presidente de Brasil
Tengo el honor de compartir con ustedes mi carta a Su Excelencia Mark Rutte, el Primer Ministro de los Países Bajos, expresando mis condolencias por la muerte del Sr. Mark Arends en la noche del jueves 4 al viernes 5 de noviembre de 2021 en el cobertizo para bicicletas de la Estación Central en Astridplein en Amberes
El Sr. Mark Arends es un hombre muy importante para la prosperidad del pueblo de Amberes, a pesar de la aparente pobreza en la que vivía. Es accionista de muchas empresas en Europa (Alemania, Países Bajos, Italia), pero todavía no en Bélgica, donde le hacen la vida imposible. Su muerte ha afectado a mucha gente, sobre todo en el entorno de los sin techo, donde se le respetaba como buen consejero porque era muy joven y tenía mucha experiencia.
En la carta al Primer Ministro de los Países Bajos, informé del nombre de la segunda persona que había muerto al mismo tiempo, que en realidad se llamaba “Wesley”, no Leslie como en la carta, pero es desconocido en el ambiente.
Lo que olvidé mencionar es que el mejor amigo de Mark Arends, el Sr. Stephan Van Collem fue a lavar algunas ropas en Kamiano’s a la mañana siguiente (5/11/2021), algo que rara vez hace. Por lo general, un turno se planifica como máximo con un día de antelación en una reserva.
También me tocó esa mañana, traje la ropa a tiempo y la puse en el armario de secado que alguien había interrumpido para secar su ropa primero. Eso sucedió mientras tomaba mi comida. Stephan, que había llegado mucho más tarde, se fue antes que yo.
Una noche me pidió consejo sobre la salud mental de Stephan, sobre si está demente o paranoico, después de haber mostrado un vídeo a todo el mundo de una persona persiguiéndole por toda la estación central de Amberes. Tenía tanto pánico que horas después seguía hablando de ello con miedo.
A menudo me veía interactuar con él y pensaba que yo sabía más sobre Stephan, pero no era así. Aunque tampoco entendía el miedo de Stephan Van Collem, que ha viajado por todo el mundo, la tranquilicé diciéndole que estaba completamente bien, y que seguro que le siguen porque es inteligente.
Esa fue la primera y última conversación que tuve con esa señora, en la que descubrí que es brasileña y le hablé en español.
Es una joven blanca de rasgos clásicos. El apellido no puede ser rastreado porque las “normas de privacidad” vigentes en el el refugio nocturno de Victor hacen que no sepamos con quién compartimos el dormitorio. ¿Y si se busca a alguien? ¿Cómo podemos ayudar a localizar a las autoridades?
OPara encontrar el nombre completo de Dany, por la seguridad de todos, incluyendo al pueblo brasileño en estos tiempos de la coronapandemia, le sugiero que solicite las listas al servicio de despacho del CAW (Centro de Bienestar General) en el 03 432 88 50 a la Sra. Sarah Roels sarah.roels@antwerpen.be o dispatching@cawantwerpen.be .
Dany es una mujer alta y esbelta, de entre 1,75 y 1,80 m, con el pelo castaño en un peinado bobo. Su rostro es cuadrado, bien estructurado, tiene labios carnosos y grandes ojos oscuros como en la foto de la derecha, y lo más destacable es su mirada que irradia cierta inocencia como la de una niña. Esta es también la impresión que se tiene de ella cuando cena con Stephan en los restaurantes sociales. Estaba casada con un belga y tiene un hijo. Se ha quedado sin hogar como consecuencia de un divorcio. Al parecer, ha encontrado su felicidad con Stephan Van Collem, lo que nos hace felices.
Por qué Dany es una mujer importante:
Dany se ha vuelto inseparable de Stephan Van Collem y le acompaña a todas partes. Dany podría saber algo más sobre las últimas horas de Mark Arends, a quien también conocía, porque Mark siempre se sentaba a la mesa con el señor Stephan Van Collem. Hace poco estuvo buscando un piso para los dos y no es fácil, según entendí del difunto Mark
El viernes 5 de noviembre de 2021, Dany extrañamente no vino con Stephan a Kamiano.
Dicho esto, no sospecho en absoluto de Stephan Van Collem, porque es alguien que siempre quiere el bien para Mark. En la carta al Primer Ministro de los Países Bajos, expliqué lo preocupado que está Stephan por la salud de su compañero, ya que lo llevó a su médico personal, que le prescribió un examen y una estancia en el hospital de Stuivenberg para ayudar al Sr. Mark Arends.
Si menciono al Sr. Stephan Van Collem en este contexto, es por motivos de localización de contactos, en caso de contaminación con Covid 19, para evitar que se siga propagando. Por lo tanto, es importante saber si el Sr. Stephan Van Collem y la Sra. Dany han hablado o visto al Sr. Mark Arends en el último día de su vida, el 4 de noviembre de 2021.
En el lugar donde murieron los dos hombres, la comunidad de Al Hanan realiza todos los viernes a las 20:00 horas una distribución de alimentos para los sin techo, un consejo que me había dado Stephan Van Collem para encontrar una comida. Ofrecen generosamente comida todos los viernes del año, excepto durante el Ramadán.
Depende del tiempo que el Covid 19 permanezca en el aire, pero incluso eso podría llevar a una mayor propagación, en el caso de que Mark y Wesley murieran por el Covid19, dado que murieron en un aparcamiento cerrado.
Me permito solicitar la ayuda de Brasil en la identificación de la señorita Dany que se necesita en el rastreo de contactos relacionados con los cóvidos. El CAW está prestando un servicio muy malo cuando se trata de atender a las personas sin hogar y en la lucha contra el coronavirus con sus normas de privacidad.
Les agradezco de antemano toda su ayuda. Por favor, póngase en contacto conmigo si tiene alguna pregunta o si necesita más detalles. Le responderé con mucho gusto.
De hoogedelgestrenge hoofdcommissaris Serge Muyters, Korpschef Politiezone Antwerpen,
Ik heb de eer om met u mijn brief naar Zijne Excellentie Mark Rutte, de Minister-President van Nederland te delen waarin ik mijn deelneming betuig bij het overlijden in de nacht van donderdag 4 op vrijdag 5 november 2021 in de fietsenstalling van het Centraal Station te Astridplein in Antwerpen, van de heer Mark Arends.
De heer Mark Arends is een man die zeer belangrijk is voor de welvaart van de Antwerpenaren, ondanks de schijnbare armoede waarin hij verkeerde. Hij is een aandeelhouder in zeer bedrijven in Europa (Duitsland, Nederland, Italië) maar nog niet in België waar men hem het leven moeilijk maakt. Zijn dood heeft zeer veel mensen getroffen, vooral in het milieu van de thuislozen waar hij als een goede raadgever was gerespecteerd omdat hij nog erg jong was en zoveel ervaring had.
In de brief voor de Minister-President van Nederland heb ik de naam gemeld van de tweede persoon die op hetzelfde ogenblik was overleden, en die eigenlijk “Wesley” heet, niet Leslie, maar hij is onbekend in het milieu.
Wat ik vergeten heb te melden is dat Mark Arends best vriend, de heer Stephan Van Collem de volgende ochtend (5/11/2021) een paar kleren is gaan wassen bij Kamiano, iets wat hij zelden doet. Gewoonlijk is een beurt ten hoogste één dag op voorhand gepland op reservatie.
Ik had diezelfde ochtend ook een beurt, ik heb de kleren op tijd binnengebracht, en op tijd in de droogkas gestoken die iemand had onderbroken om zijn kleren eerst te drogen. Dat gebeurde terwijl ik mijn maaltijd nam. Stephan die veel later was aangekomen vertrok eerder dan ik.
Deze laatste heeft geen woord gerept over de dood van zijn vriend terwijl er geruchten over de dood van Mark al op vrijdagochtend de ronde deden alsook het idee dat het verdacht was.
Op een avond vroeg ze aan me advies over de mentale gezondheid van Stephan, of dat hij dement of paranoïde is, nadat hij een video aan iedereen had getoond van een persoon die hem een hele weg achtervolgde in het Centraal Station van Antwerpen. Hij was zo erg in paniek dat hij uren later daar nog met angst over sprak.
Ze zag me vaak met hem omgaan en ze dacht dat ik meer wist over hem, maar dat is niet zo. Hoewel ik de angst van Stephan Van Collem die overal gereisd heeft in de wereld ook niet begreep, heb ik haar gerust gesteld dat hij helemaal in orde was, en dat hij zeker gevolgd wordt omdat hij intelligent is.
Dat was het eerste en het laatste gesprek dat ik met die dame ooit heb gehad, waarin had ontdekt dat ze een Braziliaanse is en ik sprak met haar in het Spaans.
Ze is een blanke jonge vrouw met klassieke gelaatstrekken. De familienaam is niet te achterhalen voor “privacy regels” die bij de Victor nachtopvang van kracht zijn waardoor we niet weten met wie we in de slaapzaal delen. Wat als er iemand gezocht wordt? Hoe kunnen we de autoriteiten helpen opsporen?
Om de volledige naam van Dany te vinden, stel ik voor om voor de veiligheid van iedereen de lijsten opvragen aan de dispatch dienst van CAW, op het nummer 03 432 88 50 bij mevrouw Sarah Roels sarah.roels@antwerpen.be of dispatching@cawantwerpen.be.
Dany is een lange slanke vrouw tussen 1,75 m en 1,80 m, met kastanjebruin haar in een bobbed kapsel. Haar gezicht is vierkant, mooi gestructureerd, ze heeft volle lippen en grote donkere ogen zoals op de foto rechts hieronder, en het meest merkwaardige is haar blik die een zekere onschuld uitstraalt zoals dat van een kind. Dat is ook de indruk die men heeft over haar wanneer ze met Stephan gaat tafelen in de sociale restaurants. Ze was getrouwd met een Belg en heeft een zoon. Ze is dakloos geworden ten gevolge van een scheiding. Blijkbaar heeft ze haar geluk gevonden met Stephan Van Collem, wat ons blij maakt.
Waarom Dany een belangrijke vrouw is:
Dany is onafscheidelijk geworden van Stephan Van Collem en ze vergezelt hem overal. Dany zou misschien iets meer weten over de laatste uren van Mark Arends die ze ook kent, want Mark zat altijd aan tafel met de heer Stephan Van Collem. Onlangs was ze op zoek naar een appartement voor hun beiden en het is niet gemakkelijk, heb ik van wijlen Mark begrepen
Op vrijdag 5 november 2021 kwam Dany vreemd genoeg niet met Stephan mee naar Kamiano.
Dat gezegd hebbende, vermoed ik Stephan Van Collem van helemaal niets, want hij is iemand die altijd goed wil voor Mark. In de brief voor de Minister-President van Nederland heb ik uitgelegd hoe bezorgd Stephan is over de gezondheid van zijn maat want hij nam hem mee naar zijn persoonlijke huisdokter die een onderzoek en een verblijf in het Stuivenberg hospitaal had voorgeschreven om de heer Mark Arends te helpen.
Als ik melding maak van de heer Stephan Van Collem in deze context dan is het voor de contact tracing, in geval van besmetting met Covid 19, om de verdere verspreiding daarvan te voorkomen. Daarom is het van belang te weten of de heer Stephan Van Collem en mevrouw Dany de heer Mark Arends nog gesproken of gezien hebben op 4 november 2021.
Op die plek waar de twee mannen zijn gestorven wordt iedere vrijdag om 20 uur een voedselbedeling voor de daklozen gehouden door de Marokkaanse gemeenschap Al Hanan moskee (gelegen in de Wipstraat), een tip die Stephan Van Collem me had gegeven om een maaltijd te vinden. Ze schenken vrijgevig voedsel elke vrijdag van het jaar behalve tijdens de Ramadan.
Het hangt ervan af hoe lang Covid 19 in de lucht blijft, maar ook dat zou tot een verdere verspreiding kunnen leiden, in het geval dat Mark en Wesley aan Covid19 zijn overleden, gezien het feit dat zij op een afgesloten parkeerplaats zijn gestorven.
Stephan Van Collem could be the real founder, financier and manager of Flora Vrouwenwerking to run its despicable human trafficking. By getting the women come together around innocent subjects like cooking, sewing and knitting, and by involving sly foxes like Ina Valstar, who was using “henna” as a common ground for getting the women to speak to find out more about how their families look like, if they have any daughters.
It was perhaps in this way that they found out through my mother that I was a blonde, that so and so was getting engaged or married, when and where such parties would take place, if they needed “helpers” or anything else just to get inside. Now that I understand that Flora Vrouwenwerking actually belongs to the gang of Brabant Killers, I can associate the knowledge they need to have on any marriage parties, for organizing armed robberies in which they send insurgeants to force each and every woman to deposit her jewellery in the bag, or to get shot dead, because that is how they raise money for the financing of international terrorism in faraway countries.
Robberies during Moroccan weddings happened quite a few times during the 1980ies, in the same period when the gang of Brabant Killers were causing rampages in Brabant province, in Belgium. Only, the attacks on the Moroccan weddings all over Belgium (particularly in Brussels and Antwerp) went unreported and the loot might be a lot higher than the amounts which the same killer gang was able to steal in the attacks on the Delhaize supermarkets.
Ina Valstar might have played a very important role in passing information on to the gang of Killers through Flora Vrouwenwerking, because she positioned as a specialist in making wedding dresses. She is darn good in dress making, and she had all the Moroccan women run to her for advice on how to do things.
Sewing wedding dresses is also what brought one of the 10 young victims to Flora Vrouwenwerking. Her name is Atika Baghdadi, who was a seamstress producing traditional clothes at her house with her parents. She wanted to improve her skills and make more money. She was introduced to a Belgian man through Flora who convinced her to work around the restrictions by her family to marry into Belgian people by running away. She did that. She was killed in the end while in labor giving birth to a twin. After the first child was out, the obstetrician left on vacation and he left Atika in the labor room alone. He explained to her husband that another obstetrician was on his way to finish his work. Meanwhile, nobody was allowed to touch Atika in the labor room, including the nurses. They were asked to wait outside.
They waited. Atika was shouting for help. She was screaming her heart out. When the husband told the nurses to go inside or to let him hold his wife, they did not let him. Atika kept on screaming in that room alone. Her husband was listening and waiting. No doctor appeared at all.
After a long while they heard nothing at all coming from the labor room. They found Atika dead and the baby as well. The husband filed a law case against the Stuivenberg hospital where it all happened. He lost. The doctors were not responsible for his wife’s and child’s death.
While we were stunned by this story, we had no clue on where to start digging for answers at the time. Today we do: Flora Vrouwenwerking and her boss who is Stephan Van Collem, and who is a psychopath. He might have paid corruption money to the medical staff not to help or give care to Atika Baghdadi to get her killed in this frightful way, also for the husband who was allowed to do nothing but hear the screams of his wife until she froze.
This did not happen in Tamanrasset in Algeria, where Stephan Van Collem has been to, to join the Front Islamic du Salut who were indiscriminately slashing people in pieces before the eyes of their family who could do nothing. This happened inside a hospital in the heart of the European Union, which stands for democracy, freedom, human rights and solidarity.
The reason why Stephan Van Collem would want Atika dead is that she is a witness not only that Stephan Van Collem might have brought Atika together with her Belgian husband. Should there ever be an investigation of some kind – like I hope there will be one on Flora Vrouwenwerking – Atika and her husband would testify that they met through this organization, and thus they will be saying that it actually engages in human trafficking. If the husband is alone, it will be his word against Stephan Van Collem’s.
That same Stuivenberg hospital never told anyone that Atika’s sister, Saliha Baghdadi actually died of HIV-Aids at that hospital, a few years before Atika’s death. Saliha too met a Belgian man through Flora Vrouwenwerking, who convinced her to run away from home, and who took her with him to Casablanca. He could be Lucien Leuwenkroon, in the years before he met his current wife Soraya.
When hearing the word “wedding or engagement parties” they were understanding “lots of gold”, just like entering Ali Baba’s cave. The women were competing on who was wearing the biggest golden belt, earrings, bracelets, colliers, rings and even crowns. They were actually competing with the bride herself who is covered with real gold from top to toe.
That is the Moroccan tradition, but the gang of Brabant killers do not understand that word. They only understand money and gold for owning the whole world. The culture of the Brabant killers consists of traveling to African countries, throwing the African women to the crocodiles. Shooting the crocodile and rip open the belly of the animal and take out the gold. In this way, they are not accused of mass murders.
The Moroccans did not study the history books to know that precisely in this area of Antwerp, the largest mass of Jews were deported to the extermination camps where the relatives of the same criminals like Peter Rombouts (who hides behind the name Stephan Van Collem which is a name of a very large Dutch family totally exterminated in 1943), asked the Jewish prisoners to deposit their assets like gold jewels and diamonds in bags, to undress to take a shower, which were in fact the gas chambers. They even took the gold from the teeth of the dead. That is what Flora Vrouwenwerking was also after without concentration camps, but spread over it’s network of organizations which apparently includes hospitals and through terrorism and tourism (hotels).
The studies which the migrants didn’t do is what the CMIA wants to change by informing the people in the home countries what happened to the Jews for centuries in Europe and what happened to Moroccans like Atika and Saliha Baghdadi; and me who is a survivor of that ordeal, because I avoided Flora Vrouwenwerking and everyone close to it, including my mother. CMIA will train the people to do like me, and keep out “these people” everywhere.
Despite me being very prudent and avoiding Belgian men, Flora Vrouwenwerking somehow managed to interfere with my wedding plans, among others, through a totally different channel through which they had heard that I was still a virgin. I still need to verify how that information was spread towards them. Flora Vrouwenwerking is a NAZI network of spies and saboteurs.
Officially, Mrs. Rachida Targali’s death was classified as a heroin overdose, but her mother Fatima had discovered traces of stab wounds, which had been sewn up and covered with a bandage. Mrs. Rachida Targali separated from her alcoholic, drug-addicted and violent husband. She left behind one or two very young children, who were probably targeted by the killer, who may have been interested in selling the children for adoption. This is a possible lead to the perpetrator, which may not have been considered at the time.
They should examine it today to determine whether Rachida Targali was a victim of the Brabant gang of killers, or the victim of a hitman, because that’s how the Brabant killers have never been found. Most of the time they don’t do anything themselves. They pay other people to do it for them on the basis of a photo. The only way to stop them is to dismantle their secret accounts and everything they own.
The entire Moroccan community in Borgerhout knew at the time that a murderer was involved, otherwise the Antwerp police would not have arrested Mrs. Targali’s ex-husband and interrogated him and then released him. If I remember correctly, they concluded that he was not present in Belgium at the time of her death.
The police did their job, but they didn’t go far enough. And so everyone suspects that the murderer is still running free. The inaction of the judiciary to investigate in the Targali case has been interpreted by the Moroccan community as institutional racism. In the meantime, they were doing everything to avoid drawing attention to the women’s association Flora Vrouwenwerking, otherwise not a single Moroccan woman would set foot there.
The Moroccan girls ten disappearances of M, whose names are Saida Brahman and Fatima Bouyoub from Antwerp, Fatima Jasouli from Forest, Halima Soufiane from Ixelles, Saida Ben Cherifi and Naima Ben Ayoub from Molenbeek, Atika and Saliha Baghdadi from Antwerp (Seefhoek), Saida Mahmoudi and Rachida Targali from Borgerhout, have not led the Belgian justice system to call Flora Vrouwenwerking to account and close it down immediately, for example.
Sisters Atika and Saliha Baghdadi, and Rachida Targali have been officially confirmed dead of manslaughter, with the perpetrators still unknown at this time. The three women were friends of the family. Nothing is officially known about the outcome with the other girls on this list.
Mrs Ina Valstar would know them all. A raid on her apartment at Stenenbrug 10, 2140 Borgerhout, is enough to find photos and videos of the victims of sexual slavery, and most probably also traces of the false identity cards, false driving licences and false passports that Ina Valstar herself uses for traveling abroad, and that were sold by the Flora women’s organization.
Stenenbrug 10 is where the Sheherazade Lounge nightclub was located on the ground floor. From an administrative point of view, the Sheherazade Lounge has a lot in common with the Flora women’s association and the Mawazine Lounge, in the sense that company statutes, balance sheets and annual reports are completely absent. The basement of the Shéhérazade Lounge was allegedly used as a torture chamber in which Mr. Ahmed Talhaoui was murdered. Ahmed Talhaoui was murdered in the spring of 2016. He allegedly buried the body of Saida Mahmoudi somewhere in the Brecht woods between 2008 and 2010. Saida Mahmoudi was sexually abused and then murdered in the Scheherazade Lounge.
Saida Mahmoudi was a 15-year-old girl from Borgerhout who had a connection, through Flora women’s association, with Ina Valstar, who subjected the girl to sexual abuse by Ms. Valstar’s male clients. This was the story which I had myself heard from Mr Ahmed Talhaoui, who had been introduced to me by Mr Mimoun Yamani, a Moroccan of Spanish nationality, who had also used Victor 4 in 2015. This is how I learned more about the place where the girl was buried. The conversation was in Arabic and I understood from it that it was the property of a very rich farmer who prepares flour to feed cattle. This conversation took place at the Quick restaurant in Astrid Square in November 2015.
In order to determine the exact location, we can look for properties that are or were owned by someone in the Rombouts family, if there was ever a Rombouts in Brecht, as it is unlikely that the body was buried in a random location. If this is correct, this would be the reason why M. Ahmed Talhaoui would have been murdered in a manner similar to how Ms. Denise Janssens was killed. This is how I would set up the investigation not only to find the body of Saida Mahmoudi, but also to find out who is behind the multiple attempts to poison Ina Valstar.
Mr. Ahmed Talhaoui warned me of places to avoid such as the Central Station, the Victor night shelter, the Mawazine Lounge, the Sheherazade Lounge and Ms. Ina Valstar herself. I kept quiet about the fact that my mother kept bringing that evil woman to our house and even cooks meals for her.
It is also possible that M. Ahmed Talhaoui was killed because he is a witness that the nightclub was open and serving people, because when my father noticed the nightclub, he asked the question to my mother. She explained that it was closed (because that is what Ina Valstar told her, and thus she was repeating her words), and refusing to match those words with the reality which is what my brother noticed. He saw that the lights were on, that men were sitting inside, and they were being served tea, He told my father that it was open. My mother insisted piece by piece that it was closed. She won.
According to him, Ina Valstar played a role in the sex slavery of women from Thailand. He stated that the Flora Vrouwenwerking was used to launder the proceeds of the horrific trafficking of women from South East Asia at the time Flora was founded, which was well before 1986. He referred to the trafficking in human beings as described in Mr Chris De Stoop’s book “Ze zijn zo lief mijnheer”.
He had even given me money not to go back to Victor’s night shelter, but there is no alternative existing apart from using the same in another city, which is not an improvement. By telling me these things, he was hoping that something would be done about it, but at the time I didn’t know how to use his information. One thing that was missing was the money manager of the Sheherazade Lounge where he was working, the name of the person who manages the money laundering business as well as the many businesses such as salons or lounges, hairdressers or beauty salons and bakers, the network of nonprofit organizations set up by which the victims were followed and between which the funds were flowing. I know that in the end it was a very clever person who was pulling the strings. I met the ultimate leader at the end of 2020 under the false identity of Stephan Van Collem.
Mr. Ahmed Talhaoui could not stand the sexual abuse of Moroccan girls. He was a regular employee at the Sheherazade Lounge, and he went into this job with the intention to counter the perpetuating forced prostitution. His stand for Moroccan girls cost him his life. He was killed in the same way as Mrs. Denise Janssens, who also took the same position regarding the Moroccan girls. His body was thrown, weighted down with large thick chains, into a canal whose exact location I do not know, except that his body reemerged in France.
During the torture of this man, which took place in the cellars of 10 Stenenbrug, there were, in addition to Ina Valstar, two other names that I know, namely His Excellency André Azoulay, who works as an advisor to the King of Morocco, and who had travelled from Morocco to see that Mr Talhaoui received his punishment.
For more information on Mr Talhaoui and how he was killed, the police should contact Mr Mimoun Yamani who was finally allocated social housing in 2018, in the vicinity of Stadswaag. Also read the articles below:
There is little public information about the Flora Vrouwenwerking. How can the Belgian authorities allow an association to operate on their territory without balance sheets, activity reports and company statutes, when all other entrepreneurs are not allowed to start anything without meeting these requirements? In addition, this is an organization that was receiving subsidies from the city of Antwerp, because that is what Flora Vrouwenwerking is all about. The subsidies were the it’s main objective.
In my letter to His Majesty King Mohammed VI of Morocco, I wanted to draw the attention of the Moroccan authorities to reopen all these files and examine all the documents concerning Flora Vrouwenwerking, including attendance lists, orders and invoices, balance sheets, reports of their general assemblies, photo albums, nominations, statutes, all the bank accounts of the organization and of the entire board of directors, the name of the accountant, tax declarations, suppliers such as freelancers, etc.
Anything that might contain clues about girls who have disappeared or been murdered, or about girls whose lives have been turned upside down by rivalry and competition for something they don’t know or understand or know how to do, such as group purchasing of electricity, and rainwater supply, for which they resort to manipulation, conspiracy, theft, poisoning, etc, just because we are Moroccans? They could be hateful primates, cannibals or vampires looking for a nice facade behind which to hide their criminal behavior in order to better trap their victims. I can’t let that happen just because they are Belgian. I don’t care about that. They are not Belgians. They are saboteurs; and I do not want to be part of it.
Users like my mother, Mrs. Aicha Bouhammou, Mrs. Fatima Targali (Rachida’s mother) and her sister-in-law who is also called Fatima, as well as Fatima Grini (see below) thought that Flora’s women’s charity was strictly a women’s affair, because if their husbands knew that there was only one man involved, no Moroccan woman would be allowed to go.
Precisely because no men were allowed in, they thought the way was clear. However, the danger came from the other women. I remember Fatima Grini, for example, who had four or five daughters and a son, who were alle infants at the time. She was artistic and loved fashion, but she was a fat woman. She had seen other women wearing sleeveless dresses that she liked, and once she walked her pram to Flora’s wearing a sleeveless dress. Someone who had seen her walking to Flora wearing a sleeveless dress caught the attention of her husband, Mohammed, who was a carpenter. He was already at home when she arrived. To be talked about like that was something he couldn’t stand. He grabbed her and hit her first, then he started talking. He had forbidden her to go to Flora if it was that kind of dresses they made there. With so many daughters, he seemed to have made the right choice. His daughters were not allowed to attend the fashion show. Yet he’s not a radicalized Muslim or anything.
What stayed with me was the question “who told Mohammed what his wife was wearing when she was on her way to Flora? Was it a man or a woman? In addition it immediately dawned on me that this is how Flora Vrouwenwerking was supposed to function. It was created to mess up the lives of the Moroccan families and they know how to poison the spirits that make women go crazy. I must be the only one who attributed the fight between the spouses to Flora.
As far as I remember, there were two translators to Dutch. There was one for Arabic and one for Amazigh or Berber. I don’t know who they were, but I guess their role was not limited to translation during the sewing and driving lessons. I think they were in charge of the management of the clients and reported to the highest official in the administration whose name nobody knew.
There were at least four people who can answer questions today about who was at the head of the Flora board. These four people are Mrs. Ina Valstar, Mrs. Odette Van Hulle, who is supposed to have lived at the address that served as the headquarters of Flora Vrouwenwerking, at 131 Borsbeekstraat, and who would have been in charge of part of the administration, such as the drafting of the articles of association of the nonprofit, which still needs to be verified.
In addition, Trees Castelijn and Trudie Brandt played a role in dealing with the Moroccan women and their problems, which were often related to their children and their schooling, but also to bills and administrative letters such as summons from bailiffs. It is something which my mother was not doing because she has my brother and me to help out the parents with the letters from the administration. We were standing in Flora’s way. They did everything to have my mother stand alone.
There was a crowd of curious European women getting involved in Flora or at the margin of it, and I remember the names because my mother had invited them to her house for tea, thinking she was doing the right thing to make good contacts, but in my opinion they were all traitors to someone.
I found their curiosity unhealthy, especially since we had a balanced life, we were privileged in terms of housing, and freedom because we had no neighbors, we could make music, dance, sing without the neighbors complaining. We went to the right schools, we weren’t a big family and we didn’t have any problems at home, but I felt that my mother was drawing attention to our family in an inappropriate way by getting involved in neighborhood organizations like Flora. I told my mother that if she had so many privileges, she should leave all those women in Borgerhout behind, that she should break away from that environment. Borgerhout had a bad reputation as a criminal environment. Since she didn’t have the strength to do it, I did it later instead of her. I left the house. I took advantage of the fact that I went to study in Brussels.
I was returning home every weekend during all the holidays. I enjoyed going home and everything was going well; until my mother began to complain that I left the house because I was rejecting my parents. I immediately knew that someone was poisoning her mind about me being in Brussels. If I would reject my parents, why would I bother visiting her from Friday night till Sunday evening. Week after week she was making problems until I stopped going home for real because every weekend we were fighting about something. She was believing highly jealous outsiders who I was unable to identify, because I never imagined that Flora Vrouwenwerking would be such a mean organization.
I was shocked to find this whole Flora hodgepodge at my mother’s house one afternoon, because I knew they had come for me. They are all gray-haired women wearing clothes so ugly that they are not worthy of Flora’s so-called fashionable sewing program. This meeting at my mother’s house took place in the fall, when it was getting dark early and already cold. Some of these women were wearing thick gray stockings and leather sandals. They were not examples for my mother who began to copy them on everything
Water pouring through holes in bucket (b&w)
They all did “development cooperation” somewhere in the world via Flora Vrouwenwerking, like Morocco of course, Algeria, Congo, Rwanda, Yemen, Nepal, in short they had seen the whole world, but not my mother. She saw nothing, only Ina Valstar, who created my mother’s vision of the world, while the others created NGOs to channel World Bank funds into rubbish projects such as sewing rags, making goat cheese, painting pots and ridiculous irrigation systems for agriculture that consisted of fetching water from a well with a bucket and walking around the fields with two buckets in which they had made holes. This was development cooperation with Belgium and the World Bank. The Flora Women’s Association had an important place in development cooperation, because this organization was presented in poor countries as much more important than it actually was. It is part of a money laundering scheme for development cooperation funds. There must be files on Flora Vrouwenwerking’s development cooperation at the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in the respective countries. May I request all the countries to dig up those files and to publish the achievement of cooperation with Flora in Belgium.
I knew that the whole bunch of women who came to have tea with my mother, were actually coming to find me because I never set foot in Flora, except once, on one afternoon, when I came home from school and realized I didn’t have the keys to the house, so I went to the Florastraat to ask my mother for the keys.
I remember that the Flora Vrouwenwerking was not located at 131 Borsbeekstraat, where Flora was registered according to the data of the National Bank of Belgium, but at number 120 in Florastraat, where there is now a primary school. I even remember the narrow front door and the only window in the room where the women met.
The interior was disappointing for an association that would have received support from the city of Antwerp, with worn tables and chairs, little light, old sewing machines, when the women should have been learning to use the latest electronic sewing machines, as in a country with an advanced economy, such as those exhibited every year at the Sportpaleis, during a household appliance fair.
No, they used old second-hand machines, which had to be repaired, oiled regularly and thus stained the fabrics of the fashion that they were pretending to make. I thought this was scandalous, especially as they were even more advanced in Morocco than in Borgerhout, where they were making these women go further and further backward in their personal development. This is also the aim of development cooperation with the World Bank, of which the National Bank of Belgium is the governor.
I never went back after that day. I took it as an insult and I took a stand against Flora and her collaborators, like Ina Valstar, whom I did not want to know. In reality, it looked like a sweatshop in Mumbai where they were making counterfeit of big brands like Chanel. This sweatshop project may have been based on grants channeled through Flora Vrouwenwerking. Until we have examined all the documents relating to this Flora Women’s Association, we are free to speculate on the finances of this organization.
My mother took comments like “we have never seen your daughter” as a reproach, especially since all the other mothers had their daughters around and she was not. She felt abandoned by me, and these so-called Flora “volunteers” played on that in a negative way, until they changed my mother. According to them, I should follow my mother and listen to her. Nothing came of it. I didn’t listen to her, knowing that in the end I was obeying strangers who were manipulating my mother for gains, but I would not know which ones.
They came from all over Belgium, from Ghent, Leuven, Sint-Niklaas or Turnhout. Their names were Trees, Beatrice, Greet, Philomena, Magda, Leen, Gabrielle, Mieke, Hedwige, Monique, Veronique. However, with the false names used in Belgium to make fun of foreigners, one never knows what the real identity of all these women is. Are they so interested in illiterate women that they have to come from far away? I went to my room and stayed there until they left. I didn’t know it was for human trafficking, even though they had come as a mafia. They couldn’t count on me, but my mother wouldn’t let me say anything bad about them.
The four women I mentioned above: Trees Castelijn, Trudie Brandt, Ina Valstar and Odette Van Hulle would know Stephan Van Collem as Filip Vandewalle from Saint Josse Ten Noode. He is said to be the highest ranking member of the Flora Vrouwenwerking organization.
Still under the name of Filip Vandewalle, he allegedly held 88,199,513 euros at the Belfius bank in Ixelles, on an account he had held since 2 February 1987.
Filip Vandewalle has an account at the Deutsche Bank in Hanover with a current amount of 91,195,528 euros, which he has held since 16 April 1985.There is a strong possibility that part of the subsidies for Flora were transferred to these secret accounts. Another part was probably laundered through the bakery that delivered the cakes for Flora’s Moroccan wives every week. It was a Flemish bakery located on Turnhoutsebaan, near Stenenbrug, on the other side of the Sheherazade Lounge. I don’t remember the name of the bakery. What I suspect is that a bakery like Bakkerij Wouters was able to become very big thanks to subsidies from organizations like Flora Vrouwenwerking for poor Moroccan women.
The Moroccan mothers came to have fun, to let off steam, to chat a bit about each other’s daughters, to drink coffee (probably Rombouts coffee), to broaden their view of the world, but none of them wondered who was paying for all that and who decided everything. I don’t remember if the coffee was free or paid for. I would suspect there was a small fee, to make the women poorer.
What bothered me at the time about Flora Vrouwenwerking was the question of why Moroccan women don’t organize themselves to create something better than Flora, which is a worthless and shady organization. Why don’t they do something themselves instead of going to organizations that offer programmes where there is always a trap, always.
The answer is that at that time, any initiative by Moroccan migrants to have an independent organization was blocked. The problem is similar to that of the creation of an independent mosque, which I describe in Friends or Enemies of Islam.
Those who apply for subsidies to do something are robbed of all the money they have by gangsters like Stephan Van Collem, who offer to help them get the subsidies. For example, I heard the story of a vegan restaurant of Polish and Arab migrants in Antwerp that paid 200,000 euros in guarantees to get 800,000 euros in subsidies. Desperate migrants pay and fill in the forms with their projects, hand them over to this person, after which she disappears and is never heard from again, especially with a false identity.
It is by stealing other people’s plans and money that people like Stephan Van Collem find new models to launder money somewhere in the world. I think the World Bank works the same way, since a government has to pay a huge fee to that institution first before it can get any financial help, right? The invisible leaders of the World Bank would be the same gangsters as those who direct Flora Vrouwenwerking.
The association Flora Vrouwenwerking has been dissolved, but seems to be still active.
What does “active” mean? That there are Moroccan women going there? No, “active” means that Flora is being used for something completely different, such as laundering the proceeds of the scam with fake visas, fake passports, and fake driver’s licenses, and, for example, buying Toyota Hilux cars for the I.S. (Islamic State), and for the smugglers who help move refugees and undocumented migrants to other countries.
There is a good chance that the Toyota Hilux cars for the Islamic State were paid for with money from the World Bank‘s development cooperation via Flora Vrouwenwerking and her network. This is how the World Bank bears responsibility for the wars in the world.
But if the Flora Women’s Association says they’ve been dismantled, that means they don’t have to submit an activity report and a balance sheet. In other words, you have no right to know what they do. However, a complete dismantling also implies the closure of bank accounts, which may not be the case for Flora Vrouwenwerking if the organization is considered ‘active’.
IF THIS IS NOT THE CASE, AN AUDIT IS APPLICABLE
Given the link between Peter Rombouts and CAW through the Victor night shelter, where the same person stays under the false identity of Stephan Van Collem, it is possible that the activities of Flora Vrouwenwerking have been taken over by the Intercultural Women’s Centre Antwerp (IVCA). The IVCA is even less transparent, since admission is free and there is no registration, which is worrying because no one knows through which organizations our Moroccan girls disappear. A takeover of Flora Vrouwenwerking gives the legal right to delete the archives, as they do this like the Nazi did after they looted everyone during the war
The link between Stephan Van Collem / Peter Rombouts and the CAW is a document that the Victor night shelter asked me to sign to remove the following Facebook post or blog about Stephan Van Collem. The note says that I would have violated the privacy of another Victor 4 client. This is Stephan Van Collem and on September 6, 2021, I had an appointment with the Victor 4 social worker who shoved a letter under my nose that I had to sign in order to get approval to be readmitted to the night shelter.
What is not in the letter and what she had told me verbally was that I was to remove the information by September 6, 2021 at 4:00 pm. I signed the sheet because I don’t want to interfere with the rules on their property, if it makes them feel safe. Ahmed Talhaoui advised against the Victor night shelter. I stayed there as long as I could because there is no alternative, but I don’t intend to delete my letters to other governments and heads of state on social media for them. I have no intention of violating my right to speak for anyone, and I don’t need Victor 4. Just like the Flora women’s dump, this is not the environment to meet good people. I don’t feel at home there. Stephan Van Collem belongs there, at Victor night shelter because it’s his world. It’s the underworld, dark and typical for the satanic species like him. I think it’s very unfortunate for the good people who are forced to go into that night shelter to hide from the aggression of people, society and the climate.
His link to terrorism is Stephan Van Collem’s past in Lebanon (ISIL stands for IS in Iraq and the Levant, i.e. Lebanon, Jordan and Syria), Afghanistan, Algeria, Iraq, Northern Ireland and probably Yemen, Congo, Nigeria and Somalia (see table below), but this remains to be verified.
I would expect a confirmation of this link with terrorism based on the large number of Toyota Hilux cars bought so that terrorist groups such as al-Qa’ida in the Maghreb, the Islamic State and Boko Haram can travel in the desert. I suspect that we will learn more about these files when we see the files of associations with a benignly innocent façade, such as the women’s association Flora Vrouwenwerking, and that is the subject of this letter.
I suspect that Flora Vrouwenwerking was the cause of the legal problems I experienced in late 1990. They didn’t know from which angle to hit me directly like many other victims of human trafficking through Flora Vrouwenwerking. I escaped their grip because I did not follow my mother like those other girls who were attached to their mothers. Flora Vrouwenwerking continued to follow me as a conspiracy through my mother who could not keep quiet, and who believed in this organization.
They found nothing better than to destroy me through the courts with extra serious accusations that apply to the managers of Flora Vrouwenwerking, and that is the Brabant Killer gang, with Peter Rombouts at the top, who wants to treat all the members who are the Moroccan females and their daughters like his personal and private property who are not available for the Arab men, but for the Belgian men for expanding their secret colonial empire eventually.
Flora vrouwenwerking was like his harem consisting of people who are easy to handle, who are not resistant, and who listen to someone at the very top. If one of the girls tries something different, they cut her head off. That is what they almost did with me through the justice system, by putting me in jail and by exposing me to highly dangerous individuals there.
In fact, the1996 judgement contains a lot of elements that apply more to Flora Vrouwenwerking than to me, like for example this long list of Moroccan nationals who I don’t know, but Flora Vrouwenwerking must know them for sure does. That vast list of people arrested in the context of false visas suggests a platform or an organization that assembles those kinds of contacts. The phone book of Miss Denise Janssens was confiscated by the police without yielding results. The other possibility was Flora Vrouwenwerking, a track which the police did not explore to date. This is why it is very important to have access to all the documents of this organization.
So that erroneous accusation against me by the Antwerp Court of Justice was an example of a crime organised by a gang which is much larger than the Brabant Killers gang, if you include all the women who were employed at Flora in Belgium and abroad through development cooperation.
Flora Vrouwenwerking was organizing classes for a driver’s licence. When my brother and I wanted to learn to drive, we were not helped by our parents to get a driver’s license. I that was alright, but what was very wrong was when I managed to pass the exams on my own, my mother was encouraged by someone outside to exhaust the means for buying a car by engaging in learning to drive a car herself, so that she could say “look I have a car ahead of you who has done major education without accomplishing anything. It worked out for her. She can’t read or write, but through Flora she found driver’s classes in Arabic that she attended. I think she tried and failed her exams. She bought a car which only my brother was allowed to use. I was not allowed to use it although I passed the exams. She eventually found a way to get the driver’s licence through Morocco. I have no details because I was not returning home that often to know how and what they did. What I do know is that her Moroccan driver’s licence is certified by the Antwerp city administration. That is what I was told. That was between 1990 and 1994. I bought my first car, about 10 years later, in 2003. By having my mother not helping me, all they wanted is that I would knock on Flora’s door, which I never did.
I was also told that my mother had an easy time getting an approval for the visa demand for my cousin Mahjoub Inerhmi. However, when the young man arrived at Zaventem Airport, he was arrested as they noticed there was something about that visa which was not right. My father went to collect him and he paid the fine to get him released. That visa too was probably an arrangement through Flora Vrouwenwerking, but they accused me of forging visas a few years earlier.
I hope they are all very happy with today’s result, that they can forget about the international heritage of the Dutch Jewish van Collem family, including the farmland in Morocco and the Western Sahara as well. We do not give away any gifts to murderers, let alone to give them our daughters. Without the name Van Collem, which Peter Rombouts stole from a Jewish family in order to claim his property as an heir, all the other members of the Brabant Killer gang would no longer pay attention to him. What keeps them together is the illusion that they will win this battle, that they will take over the old tobacco fields like the ones my grandfather received from the Moroccan State. They think they can crush my family with lies and forgeries. All these illusions must be stopped.
Your Majesty King Mohammed VI: I suspect Mr. Stephan Van Collem of the attack of March 26, 2021 a possible reason could be that my mother never advised Flora on the trial that I have been through which resulted in a judgement that princess Jacqueline de Croÿ discovered in November 2018. I never told my mother or anybody in my family about the trial. She did not know. Flora did not know.
My encounter with another Moroccan family in Belgium, who lost a forest in Tangier which is bordering an American naval base, shows that the colonization of the Kenitra-Souk-el-Gharb region may also have something to do with the presence of the American military in Morocco. It appears that I have been the target of the Brabant Killers gang not only because of my maternal grandfather’s farmland, but also because the estate is adjacent to the U.S. Air Force base in Kenitra. That my investigation is on the right track was confirmed by the bombing in front of my parents’ house in Borgerhout (Antwerp) on 22 March 2021. The investigators should focus their search on Flora Vrouwenwerking to solve this bombing.
It is a clumsy calculation for making money, just as terrorism is used with the ultimate motive to justify rebuilding entire infrastructures with IMF and World Bank loans. That is why I think Mr Stephan Van Collem is one of the people steering the World Bank mafia.
This week I am sending a letter to the Flemish Parliament with a detailed explanation that brings together even more elements in a broader international framework, such as the attacks of September 11, 2001 in New York, concerning Peter Rombouts alias Stephan Van Collem. Let this be the end of his big illusion, of which you will find a snapshot in his secret accounts with false identities.
I will testify against anyone who has worked for Flora Vrouwenwerking in the past. It is better never to be of use to such organizations. The same applies to CAW. It is better to resign than to carry out demeaning instructions against anyone for a fascist boss, because that is how Hitler became a great man.
Thank you, Your Excellency Joe Biden for your attention and for taking the time to review this issue.
Voor de edelachtbare heer Bart De Wever, de Burgemeester van Stad Antwerpen
Kopie: de hooggestrenge eerste hoofdcommissaris Marc De Mesmaeker, Commissaris-Generaal van de Belgische Federale Politie, en de hoogedelgestrenge hoofdcommissaris Serge Muyters, de Korpschef Politiezone Antwerpen
Mariam heeft de laatste tijd moeilijke tijden doorgemaakt. Ze woont met haar moeder in een sociaal appartementsgebouw op de linkeroever in de stad Antwerpen. De wijk is zeer vergelijkbaar met wat ze in Frankrijk de HLM noemen (Habitation à Loyer Modéré – woningen met een laag inkomen), waar in het hele gebouw tegenwoordig veel vluchtelingen uit Afghanistan en Tsjetsjenië wonen, en sinds kort ook Tibetanen en Pakistani zich bij de groeiende migrantengemeenschap van Antwerpen hebben gevoegd.
Stad Antwerpen vanop de linkeroever
Mariam voelt zich in de gaten gehouden door mensen die haar leven voor iemand bespioneren. Er gebeuren vreemde dingen met haar familie en haarzelf, waardoor zij het gevoel krijgt dat zij het doelwit zijn van een samenzwering. Niemand heeft echter een antwoord kunnen geven op de eenvoudige vraag wie het is die haar familie kwaad wil doen en waarom, want er zijn bedreigingen geuit om sommige van haar familieleden te doden.
Ze voelt zich in de steek gelaten. “Ze begrijpen niet waarom iedereen op hen is gefocust, op hun werk en inkomen, de bank situatie, hun huwelijken, de kinderen, hun school opleiding, de gezondheid van de moeder, en vele dingen waarvan je je afvraagt ‘waarom de buren zich niet met hun zaken bemoeien'”, vertelde ze me.
Vanaf maart 2021 werd haar neef Driss fysiek lastiggevallen door twee Belgische politieagenten. Hij werd ook ontvoerd en naar een kelder in Doornik gebracht waar ze dreigen zijn benen af te hakken als hij hen geen 500 euro zou geven. Mariam kreeg een telefoontje met een Frans nummer van een man die 500 euro wilde, of ze zouden de benen van haar neefje afsnijden. Ze haastte zich naar Western Union om 500 euro aan hem over te maken.
Er zijn ook problemen met een andere neef van 13 jaar, die het privéleven van de familie aan derden wil verraden. Hij doet me denken aan mijn moeder, wiens daden gedreven worden door afgunst.
Zijn naam is Anas B. en hij moet door de politie in de gaten worden gehouden omdat de jongen wordt aangemoedigd misdaden voor iemand anders te plegen. Mariam gelooft dat de jongen gemanipuleerd wordt door iemand die bij de administratie werkt en die doet alsof hij hem beschermt. Anas vertrouwt hem en doet moedwillig wat de ander zegt ook om te laten zien dat hij de uitdaging aan kan.
Ik ben nog steeds op zoek naar informatie over wie deze persoon zou kunnen zijn, die het kind stuurt om te weten te komen wat er in de familie gebeurt.
Toen ik aan Mariam had uitgelegd dat al deze problemen absoluut te maken hebben met het bos dat aan haar familie in Marokko toebehoort, waaruit zij verjaagd zijn en dat zij menen verloren te hebben, hoewel de rechtszaak die haar vader had aangespannen, nog steeds hangende is.
Ik was de tweede die haar dit vertelde, en dit is de reden waarom zij ontvankelijker is geworden voor mijn suggesties dan 2 of 3 jaar geleden.
Ik legde uit dat ik misschien op het spoor was gekomen van de maffia die het bos had overgenomen. Ik vertelde haar over de familie Wouterse in Marokko en Ines Wouters in Brussel, die “grote stukken land bezit” in Marokko en ook in de Westelijke Sahara.
Advocate Inès Wouters bezit ongeveer 69 hectare grond in Dakhla, Layoune en La Guirra ; onder de naam Sophia Georgenides, een valse Griekse identiteit uit Athena, waarmee zij een bank heeft in Mellon Bank, Chase Manhattan en Al Attijariwafa bank.
Mariam was meer verbijsterd toen ze ontdekte dat het probleem van dat bos in Marokko iets met België te maken heeft, dan met het feit dat ze het allemaal kwijt zijn,
Het zal wat meer moeite kosten om haar het volgende deel te doen geloven, namelijk dat alle problemen die haar familie en zijzelf hebben, rechtstreeks verband houden met het weren van de ware eigenaars van dat bos Marokko en met de dreigementen om kreupel of gedood te worden, die die toevallig en willekeurig lijken. Ze maken echter deel uit van de koloniale logica van bepaalde mensen.
Zolang niemand er zich druk over maakt om het bos terug te eisen, “is er geen andere eigenaar te vinden”, en dat is waar de migratie naar België om draaide.
Het zal me nog meer moeite kosten haar te overtuigen van de valse identiteitspapieren en paspoorten zoals “Sophia Georgenides uit Griekenland” waarmee deze Belgen alle sporen die naar België leiden hebben uitgewist.
Ik heb haar aangemoedigd het probleem te laten escaleren in België, bij de Europese Unie en de Verenigde Naties.
Toen ik haar vroeg mij de naam van het bos te vertellen, vergat ze de Arabische naam. Het heeft een andere naam en die is “el ghaba dial Merikan”. “Waarom noemen ze het het Amerikaanse bos?” vroeg ik. “Omdat het bos grenst aan de Amerikaanse basis in Tanger, langs de kust. “Het is een enorm bos”, vertelde ze me.
Toen drong het tot me door waarom ze het mijn familie en mij zo moeilijk maakten, hier in België.
Het landbouwgebied van mijn grootvader in Kenitra ligt ook in de buurt van een Amerikaanse basis, en ik heb het probleem nooit op die manier bekeken. Wij hadden vroeger familie die op de Amerikaanse basis werkte, en zij stonden meer open voor de wereld dan de rest van de familie. Ik heb nooit gedacht dat de reden waarom ons land door een Vijand werd leeggeroofd iets te maken had met de aanwezigheid van het Amerikaanse leger in mijn land. Dus de keuze om de landeigenaren in dit deel van Marokko aan te vallen was geen toeval.
Het bos dat oorspronkelijk aan Fertoul toebehoort, zou het bos kunnen zijn waar de clandestiene migranten zich schuilhouden, en waar racistische aanvallen met machetes tegen de zwarte Afrikaan, vooral uit Congo, plaatsvinden. De aanvallen worden mogelijk bevolen door mensen die een probleem hebben met de Zwarte Afrikaan, zoals de Wouterse die de reputatie hebben haatdragend te zijn.
Mariam Firtouls vaders familie komt oorspronkelijk uit Fez. De ouders van haar moeder komen uit Moulay Idriss en de familienaam is Begdouri-Barda.
Grootvader Fertoul was een gerespecteerde Cadi of een man van de wet in Tanger. Hij verloor het bos rond 1968 en 1969. De vader van Mariam stierf in 1969 aan hartproblemen, die te maken hebben met het verlies van onroerend goed, de vergeefse rechtszaken en de vervolging door bepaalde bewoners die elke Fertoul met knuppels en machetes verjagen, als die het waagt om weer op die grond te komen, zoals een van haar zussen de afgelopen jaren heeft gedaan.
De kans is groot dat de bewoners eigenlijk ISIL-terroristen waren en geen gewone inwoners, en dat ze dat niet wisten. Daarom denk ik dat dit het bos is waar Zwarte Afrikanen zonder papieren worden afgeslacht zonder dat iemand ooit heeft gehoord dat dat in Marokko gebeurt.
Het bos zou in feite een trainingskamp voor toekomstige terroristen kunnen zijn, want als de wettige eigenaars afwezig zijn, is het dus een wetteloos gebied geworden waar zeer slechte dingen gebeuren, waarvoor de echte eigenaars verantwoordelijk kunnen worden gesteld. Stel je een massagraf voor in dat gebied. Het is niet tegen de Wouters of Inès Wouters dat het Internationaal Strafhof gaat zoeken. Ze zullen waarschijnlijk zoeken naar de familie Fertoul of hun kinderen.
Aangezien het bos in de buurt van een Amerikaanse luchtmachtbasis ligt, zou dit ook de plaats kunnen zijn waar de aanslagen op de Belgische luchtmachtbasis van Kleine Brogel werden voorbereid.
Daarom denk ik dat de in Tunesië geboren voetballer Nizar ben Abdelaziz Trabelsi opnieuw moet worden ondervraagd om na te gaan of hij weet heeft van de Amerikaanse luchtmachtbasis in Marokko en ook of hij ooit gehoord heeft van Lucien Leuwenkroon, advocate Inès Wouters, Alfons Nuyts en de Wouterse familie. Hij moet de foto’s te zien krijgen en tot bekentenissen worden gebracht.
Iemand bereidt voor het Koninkrijk Marokko een zeer slechte reputatie op het gebied van de mensenrechten en problemen met de universele gerechtigheid voor, want er zijn meer dan één bossen die op deze manier worden gebruikt, speciaal voor de aanval op de migranten uit Zwart Afrika, waaronder een bos in en rond Casablanca.
Het is duidelijk dat Marokko, om een einde te maken aan de misbruiken, de bilaterale overeenkomsten met het Koninkrijk België moet opzeggen, een Magrexit moet instellen, de kolonialen uit mijn land moet deporteren, en dat zij ergens anders een bos moeten vinden voor hun massagraven.
Dank u, edelachtbare heer Bart De Wever, de Burgemeester van Stad Antwerpen, voor uw aandacht en voor uw kostbare tijd.
Madame El Morabit was deadly injured by two caregivers of Soins-Chez-Soi, who were
Was Madame Fatouma El Morabit (73) Killed by Health Workers or Not?
probably paid a lot of money to slowly kill the woman, in collaboration with the hospital staff of César de Paepe and Saint Pierre hospitals in Brussels. May I invite you to find out the details in the full story on Altatweer, the website which is dedicated to questioning the Arab Spring Revolution and to bringing to Justice the chaos mongers.
Many Moroccans complain that certain Belgian doctors do not supply care when a health problem occurs. Just in the recent days, I received a phone call from a Moroccan woman in Wilrijk (Antwerp) with a starting brain degeneration similar to or possibly the Parkinson disease, she was told. She was complaining of acute headaches and she decided to have it checked in the nearby hospital. She talked to me about it and she asked me if something or nothing can be done about it. “Of course something can be done about it particularly at that stage” I answered, “you could at least reduce or stop the further inflammation with an appropriate diet”.
She was quiet, and I imagine she was dumbstruck. “Really ?”, she asked, “I was not getting much information on what I must do”. “Did you receive any medication ?” I asked. “No, all the doctor does is scan the head, they place a lot of things on my head, but no prescriptions for medication at all to prevent the further progress of the disease. I only received a new appointment to meet with the doctor in 6 months time to see if the damage progresses or if it is stable. I took note of the university hospital where she goes to. “The risk is that meanwhile, the disease will progress”, I warned.
She was surprised that I was talking “a different language” than her doctor. I told her that I am not a doctor, but sufficiently intelligent to read about the diseases to understand something about them. I have been looking into degenerate diseases and into the related immunology when I was facing an immune-related health problem which the doctors in Belgium couldn’t solve. The rest of the conversation was about a diet which fights the inflammation and which supports the brain tissue and the nervous system, which is to cut on sugars, starch, and animal fats. I recommended getting a second opinion somewhere else.
I also warned that the Moroccans among all the foreigners, are either being denied the adequate medical care or they are crippled by a conspiracy in the Belgian medical system.
For example: in 2007, I consulted an orthopedic surgeon at Edith Cavell Hospital who diagnosed early onset polyarthritis or rheumatoid arthritis on my right ankle, which suffered serious injuries when I was 14 years old. He has not prescribed any treatment, although it is known that the infection causes deformities over time. I discuss the case in the medical terrorism file on letters to King M6
I imagine that the doctors who do it right get sanctioned or even fired in this country and that the others who deny the right treatment for the Moroccans get promoted very high.
She did receive however a wide variety of diseases obviously unknown to her body, to which her system began to respond with violent pain. “I have visited all the hospitals of Antwerp”, she complained to me, “none was able to tell me what I have and to give me medication”. You will find the full story in Letters to King M6.
The intention was either to cripple her for good without anybody being held responsible for it. Or, perhaps the doctors were not supplying a treatment on purpose unless she files an official complaint about sexual aggression. Perhaps after complaining about who did this to her, she might receive adequate care. I forgot to encourage her to file a complaint first and then to seek adequate medical support for the poor condition of her health.
That was the case with me. Dr. Leva kept a temporary filling, like a bandage, for 6 years in my mouth, until I started having something like an allergy in the face, which was damaging the collagen-layer, in 2005. When he discovered that I was doing medical exams to find the cause of the allergy-like infections and getting closer to the origin of the problem, which could be the tooth decay, he started destroying my teeth. Perhaps he was told not to take care of me at all, against perks from The Godfather, or perhaps she was a Godmother.
As I wanted to understand what was going on, I got the opinion of two dermatologists. As there were no antibodies for any allergy, they couldn’t explain the hives on my face. I started connecting it myself with the bandage which the dentist didn’t refresh since 1999. When I asked him to refresh it in 2005, he said: “that is not necessary, it’s well in place.” I started wondering what his further steps were going to be concerning that tooth.
Back in 2001, Dr. Leva also devitalized one root, through which the dentition grew slightly asymmetric between 2003 and 2005. The aim was to disfigure me. Perhaps he intended to paralyze the right side of my face and to disfigure me in the long run. I could already see it from the slight sagging of the right eyebrow starting from 2009, and then I understood that it is an imbalance in the facial nervous system which caused the sagging, which resulted from the devitalizing of that frontal tooth.
End of 2005, when I noticed the asymmetry, I dialed the number of Dr. Jack Vanreck, the maxillary-facial orthodontist who removed all my wisdom teeth in such a remarkable way in 1996. I felt nothing at all and I was back at work within the two days. It removed my fear of dentists for good. I thought, this doctor will tell me if it’s the bone or the nervous system that caused the asymmetry.
I learned from his wife that he died of a heart attack because he worked too hard. He was a fantastic aesthetic surgeon who applied his science on helping the poor. He worked as a volunteer in the Philippines, every year during 6 months, correcting hare-lips in young children for free (see photo below).
Courtesy of Very Well Health. Click to read the article
When he was still alive, he showed me his ‘before and after’ surgery pictures. You would think the children were never born with that malformation. The more gifted and virtuous the soul, the sooner he leaves, I guess. It’s the ones like Sidi Lucien, who stick around us for too long.
With all I knew about cosmetics and about the bones being more flexible than we think they are, I took the remedial steps myself to slow down the disfiguring process by bringing awareness to that area of the face, by keeping that side alive, by chewing crispy food on that side of the mouth, and by keeping a smile until I find a way to correct it all. It corrected itself for a great deal already just by doing that. The eyebrow is back in place and the dentition regained a satisfactory symmetry, but it can always be improved.
I continued to search what causes the allergy-like hives in the face. From looking at the swollen hives under my eyes and the changing aspect of the skin, I knew that my system was responding to an inflammation in the head area.
I returned to the Edith Cavell private hospital where the defunct Dr. Vanreck used to work and where they have the best selection of doctors in Belgium. I wanted to have the cavity of my ears, my throat, and my nose examined in-depth, but in Belgium, they won’t examine just for the fun. You need a valid reason or a prescription from another doctor otherwise you don’t get a refund, and it’s not cheap.
“My breath smells,” I told Dr. Dewever, “I don’t smell anything”, he said. “Yes you do”, I argued, “I can see that in your face, you just don’t want to tell.” “I think you imagine that” he reasoned. “I do smell something now, don’t you smell it ?” I insisted. “All right, let’s do the examination, just to reassure you because otherwise, you will never believe me”. So he put down “halitosis” on his paper as a valid ground for the exam. He proceeded with the checking with his camera and with plastic tubes attached to it which he pushed down in all the cavities. He found nothing at all. Then I explained the skin disorder and that we don’t know where it comes from.
He advised that I should talk to my dentist. “That is all I can tell you”, he said. “I just saw him” I replied. “I go every year. Every time he cleanses the teeth, and he says everything else is OK” I informed (see an overview of all the visits).
“Well, I saw a serious decay on a tooth near your left jaw… and it is older than one year” he described. “It can happen that the dentist didn’t see it because it is really hidden far back in the mouth… You know what, I will send you to my colleague Dr. Delepaut, to have the entire head scanned, it shows really everything about your teeth. She will tell you which tooth needs care and you take that evidence to your dentist”.
I went to an appointment with Dr. Delepaut. They had me lay down in a big machine like a cylinder that shuts me in. They asked me not to move and to shut my eyes. I somehow peeped through my eyelashes to see what was happening. I saw a scanner oscillating around my head and being shoved back and forth. The exam took way much longer than a session for passport photographs. The doctor kept scanning the head really thoroughly.
I was in the dressing cabinet when the doctor suddenly opened the door on me still half naked. “What are we looking for actually, because I didn’t find anything at all” she commented. I explained about the skin allergy, the hives under my eyes, and the bandage that the dentist didn’t refresh since 1999, and the sagging of one side. She promised to study radiography again.
When checking out, the doctor handed me a bag with the x-rays. “These are yours to keep, I have mine, we will send the report by postal mail”. She advised me to show the x-rays to the dentist as soon as I could, to have one big tooth carries removed, which she noticed in the far end on the left side of the face.
I went back to the dentist, Dr. Leva, to tell him about caries that he didn’t see. “Who told you that ?” He asked. I gave him the x-rays. He immediately had a look at them. “The nose and throat doctor told me that and I needed a head scan ”, I was talking to him naturally without realizing that he was very upset. “The doctor said that the carries are hidden so far that you may have overlooked it”, I told him. He started breathing faster. “Why did you go to a private hospital, they are expensive… next time, ask me because I have colleagues that I work with”. He checked my mouth and said “I’m sorry I really didn’t see that. Let me take care of it now”. I still believed him, until he started working on the tooth.
I didn’t understand why he was acting so excited. I was feeling anger in his brisk gestures, he became nervous, and it felt like he started drilling a real big hole in the tooth, bigger than it should be, just like he was drilling in a wall with rage. It felt like he was destroying half the tooth, taking the good parts out as well, because there was no smell.
I didn’t feel comfortable any more and I examined the eyes of his assistant, who was holding a pump which sucks the debris out of my mouth. She was looking at the dentist with an expression saying “what the hell are you doing ?” “Your employer is destroying my Julia Roberts kind of smile”, I thought. That was it. He left me with half a tooth, which he didn’t fill properly as if he was hoping that I would let it fill with food and let it rot for another 6 years. How I regretted returning to him.
That treatment was the first clue.
“What’s the name of the doctor you have been to ?” he asked. By that moment I was alerted by his restlessness, but I continued to behave normally. “I don’t remember, but I am awaiting the report,” I answered. “If you could get me the name of the doctor as soon as possible, I can ask them to send the report to me, I will keep the x-rays with me until I get the report.” He said.
That he wants the report to be sent to his address instead of mine is the second clue.
That he needs to keep the x-rays is the third clue.
The last clue is that he didn’t want to issue an invoice. He didn’t want to get paid for the tooth job. Now there are no records of his last job. It looks as if he never worked on the tooth which he destroyed. That was the major clue. I wasn’t prepared to have my entire mouth destroyed by this lousy dentist without any records.
He called me up the next day already to see if I have found the name. He became pushy. I just gave him the name, but I sensed that he was trying to stop something. Perhaps he attempted to erase the evidence of his malpractice, or the evidence of the fact that he was corrupted by someone in a higher power, to destroy my smile.
I phoned with the federal social security services (INAMI-RIZIV) and I explained that the dentist didn’t invoice me. They advised to get the observations established by another dentist before the start of any treatment and to send the report to them including the x-rays prior to the tooth job. They sounded angry, and I knew that they were going to start an investigation against him, and I judged that it was too soon and that the health authorities will never tell me who precisely corrupts the doctors against the health and the well-being of the immigrants, nor how to protect myself against further attacks by the same people.
I had trouble finding a dentist who wanted to establish a report against his colleague. I told my story to Dr. Farhi, my General Practitioner and he referred me to his dentist. He dissuaded me from taking legal actions against Dr. Leva for letting my teeth rot, during the period when I was respecting the treatment plan. “You will not win, all he will do is sue you for defamation afterward, and that will cost you”, he warned and I believe him.
I admire Dr. Roland Farhi because he is an activist-doctor, just like Dr. Vanreck. Dr. Farhi heals with plants in addition to the regular medicine. “We live in a dictatorial system, and the Belgian medical world is one big mafia against which no citizen can win… They won’t even take your case seriously, as one tooth is not life-threatening health condition… just stick to my dentist, you will be fine with him”. Today I understand more about the mafia that he means.
The x-rays were still at the horrible dentist, and I sensed he was going to give me trouble returning them to me, particularly as he feels that he is getting caught. I had to think about how I can have him return them to me without resistance.
I hurried back to Dr. Delepaut at the hospital, before Dr. Leva could speak with her and convince her of sending her report to him. I found her, I told her about the dentist, and she advised: “change dentists, in any case, everything is traceable on our x-rays, and our hospital doesn’t send the reports to the doctors but to the client.”
To help recuperate the x-rays from the horrible dentist, she wrote a small note suggesting that she needed the x-rays back. “Give him the note, take the x-rays with you, and go to another dentist”, she instructed. She wrote a second version of her report, with additional observations, this time related to the facial skin. She was adorable, but that is how that hospital was keeping the reputation high, it’s with the client satisfaction.
The Godfather or the Godmother may have come on the track of which doctors I go to through my health care agency (SECUREX). In 2000, when I was seriously ill with pneumonia, I have had trouble getting the infection recognized by SECUREX and they refused to pay a replacement salary while I was confined to stay bed and unable to go to work (with Orange).
If ever this is confirmed, then it is one of the highest violations on privacy, because it concerns the medical records. I think there is a link between The Godfather of Morocco, Dr. Leva, and a third person to whom the two previous persons listen, and who might be the one who instructs to damage my body. She could be the same person who arranged for me to get arrested on a false basis, in December 1990. My own case reminds me of the conspiracy around late Marcel Vervloesem, the pedophile hunter from Antwerp, who was administered an overdose of insulin previous to his death. I learned about him at the beginning of 2019, thanks to Her Highness Princess Jacqueline de Croÿ.
The financial situation of Dr. Leva’s activity can provide the clues that we need :
Some clues are that end of 2005 there were changes in his office :
His loyal assistant was leaving him. I think her name was Evelyne Mean, and she was always by his side during the 8 years that I went to this dentist. She was going to interrupt her career to study dentistry for real;
A new assistant to Dr. Leva started just that week when I returned to have him take care of caries;
Dr. Leva was sharing the office with another dentist, and he announced that he was moving out from that office because of disagreements with his colleague. He was starting his own dental practice, in 2006
He is one of the fewest dentists who constantly has an assistant working at his side, holding the pipes, passing the material to him just like during a surgical operation, wiping the mouths of the clients, preparing the fillings, cleaning everything and organizing the x-rays, so that he only needs to come in, to have a quick look a the radiography, and then he starts working on the client.
Dr. Leva needs 4 hands and he does not charge much, whereas most dentists that I’ve been to work alone, with 2 hands, and they are more expensive, compared to Dr. Leva. I’ve always been wondering how Dr. Leva manages to pay the salary of the assistant. Among all the other curiosities Dr. Leva drives vintage cars. I discovered this one day when he offered to drive me to Zaventem, which (he said) was on his way to Mons/Bergen. He drove a red Porche that day. I understood that he was a car craze and I was wondering if he was buying all that with the kind of dental care that he was giving to his clients.
He figured out that I could be wondering one day on how he manages to pay everyone and everything. The man has been practicing for over 35 years. He was already 60 years of age or so. Only now he wants an office of his own. He suddenly can afford the equipment, because that is the reason why most dentists share a cabinet. Where does he get the money from to pay an assistant, to rent or to purchase a new office, to buy the dental supply and equipment? And how come that Evelyne Mean, his assistant, who was working part-time can afford to drop everything and go to school to study dentistry, and to realize her dream. Dentistry is very expensive. I now realize that they may have received cash from someone who perhaps was looking to whitewash funds from crime.
Even if I didn’t ask to hear about his story, he started telling me that he applied for a loan to buy his equipment with the ING Bank, and when they said “no¨, he cleared his savings account and took it to another bank who said ¨yes¨. “That is the way to do it”, I said. Though, I understand that a bank would hesitate to supply a loan to someone who is starting up his business at age 60. What if he dies before the repayment is completed?
Today, that I am fitting the case of this dentist into the big puzzle concerning The Godfather of Morocco, covering the financing of terrorism, I think it wasn’t with the savings that he went to the new bank, but with booty from someone much higher than Sidi Lucien. The savings that he was talking about were rather a corruption money which he probably received through Morocco (see further down). He has an interest in changing banks in that case because that allows him to change somewhat his financial history. He better takes the same bank which is ruled by the violent mafia which finances the disfigurement that he produces on his clients. A possible bank could be Dexia.
Another clue is Morocco, where Doctor Leva started going to very often starting from 2002 or so. He loves Fez and Marrakesh, and to sooth the clients in his office he plays CDs with lute music. It reminds him of the desert… and perhaps some women too. The man is widowed. He was divorced from his wife who later on died of cancer. Maybe he was awarded free trips from Sidi Lucien… to help him forget his wife. Another clue is that he lives in Mons (Wallonia). He is also ugly and looks like Spirou, the Neanderthal. Maybe he was ordered by Sidi Lucien and his boss – who could be a jealous woman – to disfigure me against anything he and his assistant wished for. That is what I am thinking about today.
The medical overview of my timely treatments by Dr. Leva didn’t correspond with the state in which my dentition was found by the new doctor end of 2006. I didn’t say a thing until Dr. Triffaux, the new dentist, made the remarks himself. “When was the last time you have been to the dentist ?” he asked. “One year ago” I answered. He couldn’t figure out why his colleague devitalized that root because it looked perfect. I asked him to establish his observations on paper before starting the treatments.
He was willing to draft a report, but he didn’t see the value of such a report nor the advantage that I was seeking. “There is nothing you can do with it,” he said. I explained “Right now, I don’t know how I am going to use the report, nor if I ever will, but I prefer to have the document ready, should I ever need it for something else. I could, for example, develop another type of medical condition that originates from the bad dental care, and it wasn’t my fault”. He was skeptical, but he took his time preparing the report.
He started the tooth jobs by taking new x-rays and by removing the bandage which was there since 1999. My skin improved months later, and I have no more hives now. I knew that it was the bandage which was actually producing poison in my body, hence the continuous inflammation, and the allergy-like reactions on the skin. I educated myself in these things. By that time, I started developing cosmetics and pills for myself based on essential oils, to dis-intoxicate my entire system, from the bone-marrow till the skin. I named my products “skin immunity system”. I managed to reverse the damage.
This major attack happened before 2005 when there was no question of a Center for Excellence in Diversity Competence and no question of Arab investments in Belgium or whatsoever. You see how hard one must fight and how long it takes in Belgium just to get one thing go right, such as dental care.
The perfect timing
for using all the medical reports
is now
I will pass it on the financial police to see if Dr. Leva was corrupted and to the federal social security (INAMI-RIZIV) with more stories. I can show them how Dr. Leva and his repulsive mafia make the health care bills rise for everyone instead of pushing it down.
To end the report about Dentist Dr. Jean-Pierre Leva, allow me to add that less than one year after I head my head scanned by Dr. Delepaut which revealed the serious neglects during many years by Dr. Leva, Dr. Leva sent a letter to his clients (including me) to announce that he made an end to his career as a dentist. I have kept most of his letters.
Her Highness Princess Jacqueline was very close to Mr. Marcel Vervloesem and his family. She told me that Mr. Marcel Vervloesem founded his own association named “Morkhoven” which has been keeping track of the kidnappings, the victims of pedophilia and human traffic in general, but also child adoption. Her Highness Princess Jacqueline runs a foundation named the Foundation of Princesses Jacqueline de Croÿ and Maximo Lancelotti. The foundation is concerned with human rights, exactly like VZW Morkhoven. One of the directors of the Princess’ foundation is Mr. Jan Boeykens, who is also a director of VZW Morkhoven, and thus very close to Marcel Vervloesem and his legacy.
A major legacy is an unpublished book containing hundreds of horrible deaths in Belgium caused by the corrupted staff in the prisons and in the hospitals. As far as I know, her Highness has a copy of Marcel’s manuscript that she was in the process of reworking, at the time when I was leaving her house, on 17 April 2019.
Mr. Marcel Vervloesem died in January 2018. Her Highness Princess Jacqueline told me that Mr. Marcel Vervloesem started a hunger strike when he was arrested and imprisoned on the basis of false declarations – according to Her Highness Princess Jacqueline – of pedophile acts that he would have committed on school kids.
She told me that some youth received money against a written declaration that Mr. Vervloesem abused them. “Once in prison, they either began to slowly kill him with an overdose of insulin because he is a diabetic, or he wanted to commit suicide by injecting an overdose of insulin (I heard Her Highness telling me both).
He was taken to hospital in a coma. They obviously didn’t save his life. He died in January 2018”, I learned from her. “The youth are all still alive. When they saw how much suffering they brought onto Marcel, they wrote a statement saying that they were paid to lie, but they were not allowed to say by whom”, but it was too late. The man had died.
She denounces the torture in the Belgian prisons. She told me about a Chechen young man who got screws beaten into both his knees in the Prison of Bruge and about another Chechen war victim who lost his legs and who was in a Belgian prison where his roommates had to help him on the toilet, just to add insult to injury. She told me about cases we never hear about in the press. We must give her a hand to make things known, and to remove the scandals from your kingdom please, Your Majesties.
She often attributes the revolting corruption cases to the former Soviet Common Wealth militants and to former KGB agents, such as paying the youth to write false accusations, paying the Belgian hospital staff to injure or neglect giving care. I only wonder which language was spoken when the school kids were paid to produce the statements which say that Mr. Marcel Vervloesem raped them and which triggered a prison sentence for him. I was planning to share with Her Highness my bad experiences with the Belgian health care system to help me find the former Soviet Common Wealth militants who paid Dr. Leva and Dr. Nemeth. I will do this as soon as she has finished re-working the manuscript by Mr. Marcel Vervloesem.
There where all the doctors thought that the victims of medical errors never win in this country and that I was going to lose my legal battle against the dentist, I will turn out winning.
We shall dig up all the financial details of everyone in the cabinet of Mr. Jean-Pierre Leva in Brussels and Mons (where he is lives), and follow the clues to solve the questions “Who was pulling the strings? Who was financing medical terrorism”. It is in this way that we will find the responsible financiers of international terrorism too, and get them arrested by the International Criminal Court in The Hague.
From now on, they will understand that the crippling medical practices or any irregularity no matter how tiny, has to be read against a wider context of a mafia ruling our health, our wealth and our happiness.
Many Moroccans complain that certain Belgian doctors do not supply care when a health problem occurs. Just in the recent days, I received a phone call from a Moroccan woman in Wilrijk (Antwerp) with a starting brain degeneration similar to or possibly the Parkinson disease, she was told. She was complaining of acute headaches and she decided to have it checked in the nearby hospital. She talked to me about it and she asked me if something or nothing can be done about it. “Of course something can be done about it particularly at that stage” I answered, “you could at least reduce or stop the further inflammation with an appropriate diet”.
was bloating in hurtful ways, to the point that she remained nailed down in her bed during days
she was always by his side during the 8 years that I went to this dentist. She was going to interrupt her career to study dentistry for real;
I’ve always been wondering how Dr. Leva manages to pay the salary of the assistant. Among all the other curiosities Dr. Leva drives vintage cars. I discovered this one day when he offered to drive me to Zaventem, which (he said) was on his way to Mons/Bergen. He drove a red Porche that day. I understood that he was a car craze and I was wondering if he was buying all that with the kind of dental care that he was giving to his clients.
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