The news that Prince has died at the age of 57 shocked the world, including myself. That afternoon I put on the song Purple Rain, turned the volume really loud at our restaurant El Jardin, and instantly it started to rain like crazy. I cried my eyes out.
Immediately after seeing the movie Purple Rain – I was 19 years old at that time – I broke up with my boyfriend. He was a wonderful and kind man, but there was one very important part missing in our relationship: unadulterated lustful sex. Thankfully I’ve found my own rock star who is able to keep up with my insatiable appetite for sex… Honza.
Honza never understood why millions of women felt sexually attracted to this midget. “Honey,” I said, “He gave us the promise of receiving the best sex. Ever.”
Now we all know that the dark Cabal , the ruling Elite, doesn’t take criticism easily, especially from influential people who have a large following.
Prince’s last message on his Instagram account was disturbing, to say the least:
Controversy surrounded Prince, who gave few interviews and kept his life private. That he became a Jehovah witness was one of the most surprising facts. Reportedly he was in need of a double hip replacement surgery, but his faith prevented him from having one, forcing him to take heavy pain medication from which he reportedly overdosed.
I’m not sure if we’ll ever find out the truth. As I always say:
Nevertheless, we’ve lost a musical genius, and even more importantly, a great humanitarian.
What’s my favourite Prince song? I truly have no idea. There are so many. But for now I’ll say Cream, as I will sing this song during our Prince tribute at ‘Noche de Divas’ this coming Friday.
Talking about songs, recently I’ve added a Dutch song to my repertoire because I wanted to sing this song to my mother when she was visiting me in January. I rarely kept it dry singing this song. Recently I’ve dedicated this song to a very dear friend of mine, who’s campaigning for a Dutch organisation called ‘Free a Girl’.
This video has a long intro. I start singing at 4.44.
This organization is committed to freeing young girls from forced prostitution in brothels, mostly in Asia. In the past 7 years they’ve been able to free 3.735 girls and placed them in rehabilitation programs.
Of course I felt inspired to see what we could do here in Mexico and I started a little research. The results are alarming. Child sexual exploitation is a serious problem in Mexico with an estimated 20,000 children being victim of this industry, and the Riviera Maya is an important tourist destination for sex offenders with minors. Mexico is also one of the most corrupt countries in the world, and anyone trying to expose this corruption is easily silenced. Of course there are several Mexican organisations that are involved in ending these atrocities, nevertheless it will be challenging.
But there might be a connection from an unexpected corner of the world, namely the Dutch ambassador of Unicef.
Paul van Vliet is a famous musician, actor and cabaret performer from the same city, and the same neighbourhood, as where I grew up as a little girl, The Hague. Paul was a personal friend of my father and I remember being invited backstage after one of his performances.
In December last year Honza and I watched a documentary about his life, created by his daughter in honour of his 80th birthday. To this day Paul still performs.
Both Honza and I were so touched by this intimate portrait that I felt compelled to write him a long letter. His manager informed me that he had received the letter and that I was on his list of correspondence. It wasn’t until I had sent him that beautiful Dutch cabaret song I had dedicated to my friend’s campaign ‘Free a Girl’, before he finally responded. He was glad I hadn’t given up and had sent him that song which he thought I sang beautifully. Yes, he did remember that little girl from back then, and that he had no idea I had turned into such a gorgeous woman. Whenever I would find myself in Holland he would love to meet with me and talk about my life, back then and now. Small chance I’ll be going to Holland anytime soon, but the connection has been made.
I have set an intention to help these poor children. How, when and where will show itself.
The last thing I want to mention to you that caught my attention are the Panama Papers
The Panama Papers are an unprecedented leak of 11.5m files from the database of the world’s fourth biggest offshore law firm, Mossack Fonseca. The records were obtained from an anonymous source by the German newspaper Süddeutsche Zeitung, which shared them with the International Consortium of Investigative Journalists (ICIJ). The ICIJ then shared them with a large network of international partners, including the Guardian and the BBC.
Sounds great. Finally we can jail all those tax dodgers. But let’s first take a look at the ones who funded this research. You guessed it right; Goldman Sachs and the Rockefellers are one of the Cabal members who made sure that some enemies were immediately taken out. The 1st one was the Prime Minister of Iceland. Wasn’t he the one who oversaw the jailing of 29 bankers? And why are no American companies mentioned?
An army of internet journalists has already unraveled and flushed the “false flag” operation known as the Panama Toilet Papers.
And I suggest you read more about it here.
As I keep saying: Question everything!