Marjolein Faber looks like she's instantly publishable – yup

I was very sad to hear last week that Geddy Markuszor did not become Deputy Prime Minister after all. Although the circus ring in The Hague is already a rich source of columnists, I wish there was a huge, angry bear Markuszur, so you can be sure that there is always something to write about. I did not care about the hype surrounding his potential successor as minister, Marjolein Fabre. “It will never be as fun with her as it is with Jedi,” she frowned inwardly. That's why I had only seen pictures of Faber until last Tuesday evening, she really looked like an evil orphanage director.

“Okay, let me see where all this Faber excitement is coming from,” she finally got over the disappointment Tuesday evening. I typed “Marjolein Faber” into the YouTube search bar, clicked on the first video, and a minute later I forgot the name of the man who would first become Deputy Prime Minister.

“The disgruntled bastard sister of Rita Verdonk,” the description came to mind, “a FFP voter who becomes a FFP minister,” I thought afterwards. These were just some shots across the bow. Later that evening, it emerged that Marjolein Faber was immediately available to write a column about a miserable establishment in my hometown of Utrecht. “It is better to be physically beaten for two hours by Marjolein Faber in a dank underground hole than to have yourself financially stripped by this organization year after year,” she wrote.

Dear Mr. Wilders, Tears are almost falling on my keyboard out of gratitude. Countless times, you and your party have been written off by journalists and other people who should know. But as you said yourself after the Freedom Party dropped from 24 to 15 seats in the 2012 House of Representatives elections: “Our best years are ahead of us.” You didn't say much that evening, and as a columnist, I hope the statement stands today.