When the Communities Knows You Before Your Own Country

 I don’t want anyone to misunderstand this as bragging. Yes, I wrote something about who supports Sidney SN, but, for example, anyone could have seen that on my deleted Instagram, or they can see it in reality—and these words are also about that reality. It is also possible that some reality was among the reasons why one of the Dutch festivals was more like sold out in 2023.

I am constantly fascinated in Czechia by the fact that pretty a lot of Czechs do not know me in the way people from the countries of Western Europe do. People in these countries thinks about me as people in Czechia don’t. Czechs are not aware of what people in Germany, in the Western Europe understand. They do not perceive reality. They do not even fully grasp the reasons behind November GHOSTS. [Yes, this also may take a connection with the November Criminals movie. But I think I don’t like the person from November Criminals because he was quite perverted in some of his actions, I think.] And this is precisely one of the known realities in Germany and Western Europe. It is also one of the reasons why I am known, which followed the main reason—when many or a lot of Germans and people in Western Europe, music maker artists supported my person for something about which I had not said a single word at the time, and the Europe reacted on its own.

Czechs were not even aware that they were the only ones who, by the end of 2023, were still living in a post-pandemic state and under lingering “red plans,” which also included long time post-pandemic depression and post-pandemic economic contraction—rising of economy in Czechia in late December 2023 said also about a situation. I am also often astonished that some people express surprise and questions about who I truly am. For instance, a social worker was surprised by my questionnaire—how articulated it was. I hinted to the person during the conversation something about myself, and the person clearly had no idea what it really was. But maybe the person hinted at something herself when the person said that I might be used to being judged. 

Czechs often do not see into the reality and values of Germany and Western Europe at all, and they either do not understand or do not know about my person as is that relates towards the own values and reality of Germany and Western Europe. In a way, I tell myself that, on one hand, it seems depressing, but on the other hand, I wonder whether I should just burst out laughing—that they are not even aware of me, that I should laugh in front of them at how they fail to grasp the reality. 

Whenever something happens to me, the entire part of Europe immediately learns about it. I saw this at all. This is also precisely what a lot of Czechs do not understand, because they do not understand reality. In its own way, this also says a lot about the social, sharing culture and environmental reality in Czechia—I think English itself is significant in a sharing culture, but in Czechia a lot people don’t know why they could to know a international language itself and bring down a language’s barriers. For example, I have also experienced more than once that in Czechia a person would be judged when trying to communicate by saying something in English— because a lot Czechs don’t know, whereas in Western Europe or even in Germany, not knowing English is a very humiliating situation and when a man speak for English is the total norm. This alone is a complete contrast. Czechs do not understand the relationships of Germans or Western Europe themselves. In a way, if there are problems in Germany due to past migration, it is also related to the social situation in Czechia and its Western neighbors, I think, and the reason why exist a international language—and, I think, one of the reasons towards why events concerning me were known in Germany and Western Europe before I even suspected it. Yet, I remember the time when Czechia joined the EU, and I had the feeling that an international culture, laws, and even a common language system for all EU members would emerge, because language itself creates connection, not just the Schengen Agreement that removes borders. However, I still see the EU primarily as the embodiment of the values of the countries that originally brought it into existence. Yes, the EU began in Maastricht. I also have a story about when I pitched a tent by a reservoir in a Czech campsite in 2016. It was one of the rare times I slept in a tent as an adult. The only people who helped me set up the tent—which I didn’t really know how to pitch properly—were the Dutch.

And the reasons why I have a name because of Sidney SN, although at the same moment I faced issues because of it, and also the reasons why they are glad that I support them. Yes, but this belong to the West reality, although a lot and lot Czechs are not aware this reality still or yet at all because they don’t know these values of a reality. What I think I don’t need to explain to a lot of people like you are, because you know the reality. Yes I could write it for people in the Czechia, and among others— I do, because I have no words than like is the reality. 

Fear of Judgment as a Reflection of Marginalization: The exile existence of Ukrainian people in the Czechia

 Many Ukrainians in Czechia experience social exclusion, prejudice, or passive rejection — even if not openly hostile, there’s often a subtle message: “You’re here, but you’re not one of us.” When someone lives in an environment where they’re constantly “tolerated” rather than accepted, they can develop a deep fear of doing something “wrong” that would reinforce stereotypes or attract negative attention.

So when mother says her kids shouldn’t play in the garden because “others are working,” (although all kids in Czechia have summer holidays) it may be a way of saying:

“I don’t want to give anyone a reason to think we’re noisy, lazy, inconsiderate, or don’t respect Czech customs.”

It becomes self-censorship driven by fear of reinforcing the idea that Ukrainians don’t “belong.”

A Deeper Emotional Layer

For parents who already feel like outsiders, letting their children play freely can feel risky. What if someone complains? What if someone looks disapprovingly? What if the children speak Ukrainian too loudly, and that triggers xenophobic attitudes?

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In Short:

This mother’s fear likely has less to do with actual Czech laws or norms, and more to do with the invisible social walls she feels pressing in around her. It’s a psychological response to a society that tolerates her presence but does not fully embrace it.

This reflects a wider issue: integration without real acceptance. People can be physically safe and still live in emotional fear if they feel they’re constantly being judged or don’t belong. And this way of thinking speaks to a post-communist mentality still present in Czech society. It could be a strong starting point for a larger commentary towards post-socialist societies deal with personal freedom or joy. 

Yeah, and in another EU country, Ukrainian people have barbecues near Ahoy in Zuiderpark. No one questions them enjoying these summer days in a Dutch park, because everyone has the same right to enjoy them.

Mainly Dutch

  When I often mention that I have sympathy towards the Dutch culture, because the Dutch is cultured, cultivated, even elegant, I happened to come across an Instagram profile of someone who shows exactly that.  

Yes, the German-Dutch girl who now live in USA is there too — she even jokes about how the Netherlands can seem cultured towards countries like are some things even in current Germany. I apologize to German people for this one, because I saw support from you towards Sidney, I like Germany, but when I criticize approaches in another different Central European country, this is the one of the case why I have sympathy towards the Netherlands. 

And it’s not just about Dutch elegance. She also touches on other things why I have smile when I thinking about the Dutch culture. On other side, she also protect German values by many streams. 

Here are examples: 

1) Schat liever niet 🤷‍♀️🇳🇱🇩🇪🎀

2) Lekker Fietsen 🚴‍♀️

3) Get rid of your kartoffelbauch and have a comfortable ride experience with @tenways_ebike 🥔🚴‍♀️

Overdose: Why Gabbers in the ’90s Stepped Back from Drugs

  I still see attempts at drug use similar to the ’90s gabbers in some places. I’ve been researching the reasons — whether the gabbers gave up the unsustainable lifestyle on their own, or if it was political. 

Here’s the post about it…

 Step Back From The Overdose

  In the early ’90s, gabber in the Netherlands was a beast. What started in Rotterdam as a reaction against polished house music became a full-blown youth culture, complete with shaved heads, Air Max kicks, pounding 180 BPM kicks, and a no-holds-barred approach to partying.

At the center of it all was speed — lots of it. Amphetamines, MDMA, LSD (even combined together) weren’t just part of the experience; they were the experience. Ravers pushed themselves to the edge of physical and mental limits, weekend after weekend. As the scene exploded in popularity, tragedies followed — young ravers collapsed, overdosed, or ended up in hospitals after taking unknown pills or mixing too much too fast. 

But by the end of the decade, the scene had pulled back. What happened?

For many original gabbers, the lifestyle wasn’t sustainable. You can only run on speed and no sleep for so long before your body shuts down — and your mind with it. People started disappearing from the scene, not because they stopped loving the music, but because their nervous systems were wrecked. Panic attacks, depression, paranoia — these weren’t rare cases; they were common exits.

And to the main reason why drugs were pulled back, belong: 

 * Public health groups like Unity and Jellinek entered clubs, handing out honest info, offering drug testing, and educating ravers without judgment.

They distributed flyers, information cards, and offered drug testing at events, which helped reduce overdoses and raise awareness. The Dutch government adopted a pragmatic, non-punitive drug policy, which paradoxically made it easier to talk openly about drugs and their dangers.

 * Media panic over overdoses sparked fear — even if exaggerated — and forced clubs and promoters to take safety more seriously. 

A string of high-profile drug-related deaths, especially involving overdoses and bad batches, caused moral panic in the media. This created pressure on promoters to tighten safety rules and distance their events from the drug-fueled reputation.

 * Commercialization shifted gabber from underground rebellion to mainstream youth culture. As the music softened, so did the drug culture.

- Gabber, originally a raw underground movement, became more commercialized by the mid to late 90s. With this shift came a broader and younger audience who didn’t necessarily share the same “hardcore” drug culture. The music also changed — from the raw Rotterdam-style hardcore to happy hardcore, attracting more mainstream ravers, often teens.

 * Burnout hit hard. Many original gabbers couldn’t physically or mentally sustain the lifestyle and either quit or moved on.

- By the end of the 90s, many of the original gabbers aged out or experienced burnout from the intense lifestyle. Many simply couldn’t sustain the level of speed and MDMA use long-term without severe mental and physical consequences. Some moved on to techno, trance, or even dropped the scene entirely.

 * Local governments began regulating events, requiring safety measures that made chaotic drug excess harder to maintain.

- Although Dutch drug policy was tolerant, local governments and police cracked down on illegal raves and unsafe venues. Promoters were forced to meet safety standards, provide medical staff, and sometimes even allow on-site drug testing. More organized events meant less tolerance for chaotic, drug-fueled excess.

 Summary of the Shift: 

 The extreme drug use didn’t just vanish overnight — it lost its centrality. And the culture matured. And crucially, it did so without needing a full-scale moral panic or brutal crackdown. In that sense, the Netherlands did something rare: it trusted its youth enough to educate them, not punish them. And over time, it worked better than repression ever could.

Back in 90’s when I was a kid in Czechia, I was already listening to happy hardcore — I just didn’t know it had a name. In Czechia this was “disco” or “dance”. Faster beats, chipmunk vocals, melodies that made no sense about Gabba but made you feel everything. Just cassettes, and joy in their purest form.