Life experience in Belgium
In a country like Belgium, an African needs to be
conscious, intelligent and smart, because Belgium committed the most heinous
crime against Africans, during the colonial era in ‘Belgian Congo.’ Under the
administration of King Leopold II, over ten million Africans were, maimed,
disfigured and killed.
When Polish-American Hilary Koprowski claimed of discovering
vaccines against smallpox in the fifties, he quickly went to Congo
and injected thousands of children with the contaminated vaccine of Aids and Ebola
viruses. Also, a contaminated vaccine against leukemia was used on
Congolese children.
The Germans used blacks for the most sinister experiments,
during their occupation in Togo, a small country in West Africa, while South
Africans suffered a similar fate at the hands of The Netherlands and
Britain. The reason AIDS has killed thousands of South Africans without
ceasing.
Due to the criminal past of colonial leaders, including
Belgium, when the African community came to me, to investigate a notorious
hospital in Antwerp called ‘Stuivenberg’ the reason when any African who goes
there, doesn’t come out alive, I considered it as a serious case to follow.
The fear of Africans in Europe, to confront authorities
whenever something wrong happens to an African, has given automatic license to
governments and nationals, to treat Africans the way they like with impunity.
As a matter of fact, since many Africans in Europe don’t have a common platform, to utter out their grievances and crime against them, their situation
has never improved.
When I stepped into the hospital, what I experienced made me
believe what the African community was saying.
"The doctors at the
hospital deliberately kill the African patients to remove their organs for the
desperate Belgians on the waiting list for an organ transplant." I wasn't
welcomed. It was one of the toughest moments of my life.
I revealed this investigation in a small book called ‘An
African in Antwerp,' then later updated it to ‘Little Boygium-Wonderful
Experience.’
When the publication reached the office of ‘Stad Antwerpen’
(Antwerp City) one of the officials called Els Bruyndonckx confronts me over
the article and calls it a ‘Stupid article.’ Why? According to her, the husband
is a journalist who wouldn't publish such a stupid article.
“Well, your husband is a journalist, but he is not an
African, moreover, the crime committed against Africans is nowhere to seen in
any Belgium newspapers, but one often reads: ‘An African has stolen bread from
the supermarket.' I answered.
I have found five mobile telephones, three wallets full of
money and credit cards, one of the wallets has the 4 digits
number needed to remove an amount over six thousand Euros from the account
of one of the owners, yet I didn't do that.
I handed that particular wallet to
the police. The news about this kindness didn’t appear anywhere in the Belgium
newspaper. Thank God the woman traced to reward me.
According to Els due to the publication, people
fear to visit Stuivenberg hospital. The fact is, that fear already exists, the
reason I went to do the investigation.
Thereafter I became the number one
enemy in Belgium. However; I was very happy because the results of the
investigation and the publication were good. The City of Antwerp sent a
delegation to the hospital to investigate.
I disguised myself many times and went there during the heat
up and saw policemen guiding the hospital. Above all, Stuivenberg hospital now
remains one of the safest hospitals in Antwerp, hardly hearing the death of any
African, after my publication.
If I should ask, sometimes does it worth
fighting on behalf of Africans?”
About seventy-five percent of Africans in Antwerp isn't
aware I even went to the hospital at all to investigate, because of a lack of
reading. I have lived a life of pain and struggle, putting the life of my
family in danger and unhappiness, all because of the search for the truth.
In regard to the ‘truth,’ it is always hard to get someone
to support you, the reason; I have faced and fought this battle alone, but when
it comes to crime, it is always easy to get an accomplice, because crime is a
business.
Belgium can pretend they don’t know me, I will also pretend I don’t
know them.
Even though since I published 'Little Boygium -Wonderful
Experience,' no one has bought one yet to give a comment but taking into
consideration of what happened in Antwerp, when the book came out, I've
personally given my book five stars.