In Belgium the World Aids prevention day is a day of celebration for many. First and foremost for those who earn a living by it, especially the many government funded social workers who never need to go near an AIDS patient but spend their time “increasing awareness” among the masses. One powerful group in this respect is the Belgian organisation SENSOA (abbreviated from: “Increasing Awareness about Sexually Transmitted Diseases”).
Because AIDS is such a terrible thing, no-one dares to question or criticise these people’s activities. Their funds increase with every AIDS campaign and the government gives them any other convenience their work may require. Such as access to the nation’s schoolchildren through the school curriculum and extracurricular activities.
Their latest activity is an exhibition and activities book about sex and relationships that targets children of preschool and primary school age. It is a permanent exhibition in one of the oldest educational science centres in the country, housed in the former St. Peter’s Abbey in the town of Ghent. The initiative is hailed with enthusiasm by the entire press. “In the exhibition you are allowed to peep into the bathroom and overhear what is happening in the bedroom. Even dirty jokes are permitted,” one newspaper burbles.
“We want to teach the children that willies come in all shapes and sizes. There are hands-on activities for six-year olds, with crooked, straight and circumcised willies”, the organisers tell another newspaper. Yet another paper: “Onto a doll covered in Velcro they can stick bodyparts at will, choosing between small breasts or sagging tits, between big willies and small ones that stick out in all directions.” The local councillor for education proudly proclaims: “We have no taboos here.”
A journalist from Antwerp writes: “By turning blocks the children can put together a mum or dad of their own. Naked or dressed. Or they can make two mums or two dads. All types of relationships are shown. When you peep through a hole you can see two bears buttering bread and much more [from a Dutch nursery rhyme along the lines of “the animals went in two by two”]. And you can see the sleeping beauty having safe sex with her prince.” “And through the peephole you also get to admire various sexual positions: the two bears illustrate that it doesn’t always need to be a man on a woman,” adds another.
And they go on: “In the orgasm corner you can explore Ken and Barbie’s erogenous zones with the click of a mouse on a computerscreen.” “The best part is the little room where the children can experience it all themselves. You can hear the sounds and watch a film showing the mouths of people in orgastic climax.” “Anyone who is at secondary school gets a condom as an ‘entry ticket.’ So they can practise how to use it on an artificial penis at the end of the exhibition.”
The exhibition is not an excessive or isolated item, but fits in nicely with what is taught in schools as sex education, social education, biology, hygiene and even catechism. The regional Department of Education in Flanders (the Dutch-speaking northern half of Belgium) includes a “gay [holebi in Dutch] office” which has a say in all the curricula the department sets. One of the basic requirements for government approval of school certificates and for subsidies is the inclusion of “sexual diversity” education in all aspects of the school programmes (by decree of the regional parliament of Flanders). And the homosexual activists are now civil servants, paid with taxpayers’ money for the privilege of being allowed to incorporate their agenda, undiluted, into every aspect of the education of Flemish children from preschool through grade twelve.