Europe’s Death Empire: A Coptic Reckoning
A Bold Rebuttal to the Divisive False Narratives and Pseudo-Christian Teachings Promoted by the Dutch EO Broadcasting Network, inspired by various Dutch channels like Geloof en rede https://youtube.com/@geloofenrede?si=cT1kKUkd_HXAiGKG
Yet, for all this, the Netherlands remains a great nation blessed with enough genuine, faithful Christians who are rising up, pushing back against the horrors unleashed by their pseudo-Christian counterparts. Those relativists tried to snuff out every last ember of hope, to make us abandon our orthodox faith and bow our heads in shame. But the true remnant stands firm, keeping the flame alive, holding their heads high, and proving that real Christianity still burns bright even in the heart of Europe
do not despair brotheren
John 16:33.
“I have said these things to you, that in me you may have peace. In the world you will have tribulation. But take heart; I have overcome the world.”
Straight fire from me, an African American Copt carrying the weight of ancient faith and fresh blood on my back. My roots run deep into Egypt’s Coptic soil, where we were worshiping Christ centuries before any European “explorer” decided to “civilize” us with their distorted version of the Gospel (a history that includes complex figures like Maria the Copt).
But here come the imperialists, crashing the party and claiming to “restore” Christianity to the so-called “primitive” East as if Africa had been lost without their holy handouts.
Spare me the nonsense. You hooked up with your Muslim slaver cronies, white colonizers and Islamic traders were eternal best friends, trafficking Black bodies like mine across deserts and oceans, slaughtering villages while stripping the land bare (a practice historically justified by offering conquered people the choice of Islam, death, or tribute).
That unholy alliance gets airbrushed out of your history books, but I see it clearly: Europeans and their Ottoman/Arab partners divvying up Africa, killing for profit, looting ivory, spices, and human lives. Then you pulled out, leaving Bibles as your parting “gift”: “Take this salvation, heathens, while we haul off your gold and leave you in chains.” And yes, those Scriptures hit hard. We clung to them, found eternal life amid the ruins. But fast-forward 200 years, and the same death-dealing crew switches gods: “That Jesus we rammed down your throats? Bogus. Now bow to our new idols: science, secularism, whatever fringe cult we cook up and let us enlighten you again.” Today they force-feed that same arrogance to every true believer who refuses to twist faith into their Eurocentric mold. If you’re an American like Charlie Kirk, perhaps with some European blood, but loyal to the timeless Christ, not their blonde-haired, Berlin-born knockoff bam, you’re branded an “infidel,” just like their old Islam-club pals tag anyone who won’t submit (a practice with deep roots in Islamic history). To them, Christianity is a white man’s invention they get to remix at will, and dissenters become prime targets for their “neutral” media hit jobs.
That toxic sludge lies at the heart of this Dutch EO farce called Dit is de Kwestie, where they swan in with puffed-up European piety to “explore” whether Charlie Kirk was a fascist thug, a.k.a. Hitler, or a saintly martyr. How do you even float that question without first locking in clear definitions? That’s my opening salvo: slinging labels like “fascist” or “martyr” without crystal-clear meanings is intellectual fraud, pure smoke designed to hide your bias.
Fascism is a venomous political beast that exalts race or state above the individual soul, enforced by a tyrant’s heel, with violence silencing dissent and freedom strangled by bloated centralized regimes. Kirk? A laughable mismatch. He championed God-given equality, slimmed-down government, unleashed individual liberty, and genuine human connection across ideological divides. His own words: “When we stop talking, violence becomes easy reconnect human-to-human, even with enemies.” That is bridge-building, not fascist crushing.
Martyr? Straightforward definition: a faith warrior cut down for faithfully echoing Jesus. Kirk dove in headfirst spreading the Gospel, defending God’s created order on nightmare issues like the genocide in the womb (73 million tiny lives starved, vacuumed, or shredded every year the greatest human-rights violation of our time) and the mutilation of children (sterilizing confused teens and dooming them to lifelong pain and regret). For that he was gunned down at 31 on September 10, 2025, mid-event in Utah by a 22-year-old sniper, Tyler James Robinson. If dying for unfiltered truth in a feel-good fraud world isn’t martyrdom, nothing is. Without definitions, their “debate” collapses into dust, deliberately avoiding any real verdict.
But they dodge even deeper, fixating on surface-level nonsense like delivery and emotions while ghosting the core message. That’s my second hammer: why obsess over “how” he spoke when the “what” is pure gold? They moan: “His tone alienates, it feels hateful.” Wah-wah. Kirk got fired up for justice, but compassion was always his baseline. Even when he roared, emotions do not override reality. Imagine a doctor shouting, “Cancer is fatal act now!” and the patient whining, “Too harsh, it hurts my feelings!” Grow up. Certain atrocities like your European slave empires (you and your Muslim merchant partners chaining my ancestors, flooding markets with Black suffering), gas-chamber horrors, child torture, or Kirk’s satanic assassination demand unflinching, absolute labels, not this limp “everyone’s perspective” cop-out. That isn’t balance; it’s complicity in chaos. EO skips Kirk’s gut-punches on abortion and gender ideology, instead harping on edit tricks and mic control. It’s like critiquing an anti-Nazi resistance fighter for “offensive phrasing” instead of the evil he fought. Lame.
Then they peddle the “your truth, my truth” scam, treating objective facts like personal flavor choices. Bull that’s my third takedown: truth is ironclad, winner-take-all. Your birthday is one specific day; guess wrong, and you’re simply wrong. Peddling “no universals” is itself a universal claim pure self-sabotage. Their phobia of firm boundaries is their fatal flaw, turning them into waffling hypocrites. Kirk dropped truth bombs: “Light clashes with dark, good battles evil.” They label it radical, then mumble about “blind spots?” Yours, idiots. Policy tweaks like solar panels? Sure, nuance away. But soul-level stakes human dignity, protecting children from scalpel-wielding “affirmers,” calling Kirk’s murder demonic require absolutes. Jesus cut sharp: “I am the way, the truth, and the life no detours.” Or “Pick a side: mine or against me.” Trashing that isn’t just Kirk-bashing; it’s Christ-rejecting. EO, supposedly Christian? Drowned in post-truth slime, blind to their own hypocrisy.
And the crown jewel? They demonize all hard moral judgments as toxic, but that’s my fourth roast: claiming “all absolute moral calls are evil” is itself an absolute moral call total hypocrisy loop. Kirk’s sharp divides get slammed as extreme, but when it comes to rot like abortion or your “compassionate” policies that breed killers, boundaries save lives. Scripturally, dumping good/evil and truth/lie is dumping Jesus: “Light came into the world, but people loved darkness because their deeds were evil.” There is no neutral zone: “Not with me? You’re against me.” EO’s faith heritage? Scorched by this relativist blaze, blind to the burn.
Now zoom out this isn’t just media fluff; it’s the latest symptom of Europe’s death-dealing DNA, a “death empire” stretching from Roman bloodbaths to your pint-sized modern kingdoms, scorching the globe for millennia. You’ve been pyromaniacs, lighting fuses that torch Europe and the planet over and over, especially in the last couple hundred years. Roman roots: gladiators gutting each other for sport, legions conquering until the empire imploded in its own gore. Fast-forward: your Enlightenment “geniuses” birthed revolutions that guillotined thousands, then Napoleon’s ego-wars drowned Europe in blood. But the last 100 years? Peak inferno World War I, that senseless meat grinder sparked by your tangled alliances and colonial greed, chewing up 40 million souls in trenches of mud and gas. Then World War II, your sequel from hell: Hitler’s fascist fever dream (cooked in European kitchens of hate), Stalin’s purges, Mussolini’s strut you birthed the Axis and Allies showdown that nuked cities, gassed innocents, and piled up 85 million corpses, from Auschwitz ovens to Hiroshima ashes. Hundreds of millions erased, continents scarred all from your “superior” thinking that inevitably spirals into supremacy and slaughter.
And don’t sleep on that satanist Karl Marx yes, I said it the bearded devil who scribbled the blueprint for communism, a hellish ideology straight from the pit. Born in your German heartland, Marx’s “utopia” sparked wildfires of death that raged globally and still smolder today. Bolshevik butchers in Russia: 20 million starved, shot, or gulaged under Lenin and Stalin’s red terror. Mao’s Great Leap Forward? 45 million famine-dead, Cultural Revolution madness adding millions more. Pol Pot’s Khmer Rouge fields? 2 million skulls from your imported poison. Cuba, Vietnam, North Korea your Marxist export turned paradises into prisons, tallying over 100 million graves worldwide. Europe’s gift: a satanic system promising equality but delivering despotism, famines, and firing squads. You lit that fuse, watched it burn your own backyard (Berlin Wall splits, Soviet collapse into rubble), then exported the blaze to Africa, Asia, Latin America my Coptic kin dodging commie-backed jihads, African nations gutted by red regimes your intellectuals once cheered. Death empire indeed: from Roman crosses to Marxist mass graves, you specialize in ideologies that devour souls and spit out ashes.
And let’s not gloss over the Dutch specifically, since this EO smugness comes straight from the Netherlands the so-called “tolerant” traders who built their wealth on a foundation of global carnage. Your Dutch East India Company (VOC), the world’s first multinational corporation, wasn’t just about spice routes; it was a machine of exploitation and extermination. In Indonesia, which you colonized for over three centuries as the Dutch East Indies, the atrocities stack up like bodies in a mass grave. Take the 1621 genocide on the Banda Islands: Governor-General Jan Pieterszoon Coen orchestrated the near-total annihilation of the indigenous population up to 15,000 killed, enslaved, or starved to secure a monopoly on nutmeg and mace. Villages burned, leaders beheaded, survivors shipped off as slaves. Or the 1740 Batavia massacre in what’s now Jakarta: Dutch forces slaughtered up to 10,000 ethnic Chinese in a pogrom fueled by paranoia and greed, their bodies dumped in rivers that ran red. Fast-forward to the 19th century: the Java War (1825-1830) saw forced labor plantations that broke backs and spirits, while the Aceh War (1873-1914) involved scorched-earth tactics, concentration camps, and tens of thousands dead in a brutal suppression of resistance.
But the Dutch didn’t stop there even after World War II, when you’d think the horrors of occupation would teach humility, you doubled down on savagery during Indonesia’s War of Independence (1945-1949). What you euphemistically called “police actions” were full-scale colonial reconquests, riddled with war crimes: summary executions, torture, village burnings, and mass detentions under inhumane conditions. The Rawagede massacre in 1947: Dutch troops rounded up villagers in West Java, demanded info on a fighter, and when refused, executed 431 men nearly every male in the village without trial or mercy. Or Captain Westerling’s “pacification” in South Sulawesi (1946-1947): His special forces unleashed terror, summarily executing thousands estimates run as high as 40,000 through public killings, torture, and collective punishment to crush resistance. And this from a nation that positioned itself as a guardian of international law, fresh off judging Japanese war crimes at Tokyo pure hypocrisy, as your own forces mirrored the inhumanity you condemned.
The Dutch footprint of death extends beyond Indonesia: In South Africa, your settlers the Boers laid the groundwork for apartheid through slavery and dispossession of indigenous peoples like the Khoisan and Zulu, culminating in brutal wars. In Suriname and the Caribbean, you ran slave plantations that worked thousands to death for sugar and cotton profits. Even in Europe, your hands aren’t clean profiting immensely from the transatlantic slave trade that shipped millions of Africans into hell, while during World War II, some collaborated with Nazis in occupied Netherlands, enabling deportations and betrayals. This is the legacy of the Dutch: a “golden age” built on stolen gold, a history of “tolerance” that tolerated genocide for profit. So when EO preaches morality from Amsterdam, remember it’s from a nation whose “enlightened” empire left trails of blood from Banda to Balongsari.
This episode? Zero closure on Kirk because truth is exiled for emo-drama. It’s scripted sludge: rough edges equal villainy, feelings trump facts, “truths” for everyone, absolutes outlawed. Not reporting indoctrination from Europe’s corpse-stacked summit.
Me? I’ll keep roaring: if God’s unfiltered word “male and female He created them from the jump,” guarding children, naming evil paints me a fascist, then badge me up with Jesus and the martyrs. You master cherry-picked fury, “rescuing” us “savages” while de-transitioners wail (girls hacked sterile and suicidal by your “empathetic” butchers), or Lisa van Abcoude’s 2025 bike-ride slaughter (stalked and stabbed by an undocumented Nigerian thug, Chris Jude, with prior rapes ignored orange-lit riots, election upheavals, women now caged by fear). Or your 2011 Libya airstrike orgy, blasting it into a failed-state nightmare, birthing slave auctions and migrant floods you still fumble.
Your ledger? Worlds enslaved, colonies carved in carnage Belgians lopping Congolese limbs for rubber quotas, French and British famines starving millions, artificial borders igniting Nigerian Boko Haram blazes. Wars, holocausts, communist carnages billions scarred yet you crown yourselves the world’s ethic gurus. From a Copt whose creed survived your invasions, whose clan bled in your wake? Hard pass. I’d listen to a Libyan bomb survivor or a Nigerian faith fighter they’ve tasted your racist, Christ-crushing inheritance. But you smug heirs? Zip it.
Perch on your death-empire throne, built on global pyres. We’ll intercede for the wrecked Lisa, the mangled youth, Africa’s betrayed and thunder the immortal Truth that outburns your flames. Bless those charred, two-faced souls. 😇
