See You Later, Tolerator!

Mark groet ‘s-morgens de dingen
(vrij naar Paul van Ostaijen)

“Dag bruine bloem,
ploem, ploem!
“Dag bruin kastje op de tafel!
“Dag bruine tafel!
“Dag Bruine Muur!
“Dag bruin stropdasje om m’n nek!
DAG BRUIN KABINET!”

– O, daar rinkelt warempel de telefoon al. Grutjes. Waar is m’n bruine stoel?

Hello, mister President. Thank you for calling! (..)
I just thought: We are complementary, in a way.
At your House, everything is White.
Most things in Mine are Brown.
While I am White and you are … well, I know I should say: Coloured.
(…)
Yes, Mr. Obama – Like my mother used to say… a joke a day keeps the doctor away! Ha, Ha!
(…)
Yes I know, Mr. Obama, Mr. Geert Wilders said some nasty things about you in the States.
(…)
And in Israel. And in Denmark. Yes. I am not happy with that. And in Germany, too, last month. Yes. Yes.
(…)
How can I explain this to you? He is not a member of my Government. But, how should I translate “gedoger”?
Let us say, he is our preferred Tolerator. Yes, a contractual Tolerator.
(…)

(verder lezen bij: De Lage Landen)