The Jean-Baptiste Degoux Society Gazette

This space was founded by the Jean-Baptiste Degoux Society to gather all information about and create a deeper insight in the person and mystery of Jean-Baptiste Degoux (1859- ?), poet, philosopher, camper, archeologist, mail-artist, photographer, inventor, musician, cook, composer, social worker and finally founder of degouism.

Sunday, February 13, 2005

Invitation to a pending member of the Sociëteit Jean-Baptiste Degoux


This letter was found in the envelope

The letter that was inside the envelope seems to be a writing to a pending member of the Jean-Baptiste Degoux Society. That person is invited for an interview in the near future. The language used is a rather square kind of Flemish Dutch. Unfortunately due to age, parts of the text are hard to read, especially the names. The year too is unclear, due to problems the writer seems to have had using the typewriter.
But in the letterhead we still can read the address of the society.

Also mark the use of the web-address in the letterhead, which was rather uncommon in those times.
In order to lower costs the Society ordered huge amounts of paper and therefor already asked to print the information that would only be useful from the the year 2005 on, when this site was made. So the paper can still be used today.


posted by MaCo

5 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Lieve menschen van de Degoux sociëteit,

Waor blijeven de commentaeren van JBD. t'Woas lange geleeën da'k nogh zuu schuune vlaamsche woorde geleeze hên. Da es nen mensch naer mein herte. 'k Worde der ghulegans woarme van. Ekskuzeer meij d' émôtie, moar 't es sinds joare da'k nogh zuun duegd geghad hên.
(pas op; in meine gheest!!, alleene in meine gheest, want van vuiele maniere moek 'k nie weete, want vuur dat ghet weet hedde een vallinghe betraept).
Oasteblieft spreekt tegen ons!!!
JBD sta ons beij,
Voor eeuwighe de uewe
Julia Gryep
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ps. A shaggy old lady who lives three houses left of my home came to ask to blog or mail this letter. I didn't understand much about what she was saying, but being a foreign social-assistant student, I felt obliged to respond to her needs. I tried to turn her sighing and moarning into a written text. These are somewhat the sounds she tried to pronounce. I did my best to write down her mumblings in a more or less phonetic way, but I don't have the slightest idea what she is talking about.
greetings
'Freddy' D'Hou Maghes Fhuly

PPSS. Afther this very strange expierience I felt like it might be time to go back to my own country. I was very well excepted here, I learned a lot, but since my experience with Mrs Greyp, I don't know if Belgium is after all such a well develloped country. There are some very sick persons in your counrty. I'want to go home.
Bye
PPSS. who the f..?? is this Monsieur Degoux everybody is talking about over here ???

11:28 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Help, help, help!!!

She has been at my door again this morning. I refused to open. She was shouting something like 'doet open, aostemblieft, 'k hêt nuudig, 'k hêt nuudig vuur mijne ghiest, degoux stoa mei beij!!!!!!
Could you please, please respond to Mrs Greyps needs and give her an answer so she' ll leave me alone.

Freddy D'Hou Maghes Fhuly

ps; As much as I would like it, but I can't leave the country. I still have to finish my thesis.

12:46 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Please, please, please
In Shiva's name, help me.

When I got back from school this evening, Mrs Julia Greyp was waiting for me at my door. I could not avoid her. She seemed again quite drunk and was shouting and crying. In the meantime her little fat hands where all over me. She calls me 'meinen bruynen kapoen' ( what does it means ? ). She was once more raving about this Mr Degoux. She says something like: "... vroeger, oas ek a jounge beeze woare, kost ei mee zeijn puute nie van meij bleijve en neu dak een beetze ghenegeneid en handacht nuudig hem, ziet ei mei mimeer stoan. Ei kant in't vervolg op een ander zijne zak goan lheege, de nhieweerd....". Again I don't know what she is talking about.
I' m begging you Mr JBD to calm her down. I can't take it no longer. I believed Belgium was a catholic country. So where are your christian values ? You got to help a human being in danger.

Freddy D'Hou Maghes Fhuly

ps. maybe if JBD himself can't respond, somebody of the Degoux Society can advise me what to do.

1:16 AM  
Anonymous Member and co-founder MC said...

With this the Sociëteit Jean-Baptiste Degoux wants to express its deepest concern about the situation that developed between Mrs Greyp and Mr Maghes Fhuly.

On the other hand we want to accentuate the fact that we cannot take any responsibility to accidents our beloved contributors may get involved in.
Also we permit ourselves to speak in the name of Mr Degoux himself, as he does not seem to be able to interfere in this matter personally.

Please let it be clear that our Society is founded on historical and scientific grounds and does not offer any social assistance whatsoever.


With deepest respect

11:07 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Thanks, thanks, thanks

Thank you for sending someone of your society to calm down Mrs Greyp. It was about time. I was really desperate.
Today a certain Mister Maurice came over here. I introduced him to Mrs G. They got on well together very quickly. Again I could not understand what they were talking about. They both spoke this strange gentonian dialect. I caught some sentences like: '...ze goan der nie goe van zeijn...' , '...'t zoal ulderen besten dag nogh nie zeijn...' and '...ja junge, die goan a muile trekke...'!!! They were drinking the whole time and quickly bursted out in singing. Later they fell a sleep in each other arms. I wisely left them alone. Once more I want to thank you for saving my live and honour.

yours most greatfull

Freddy D'Hou Maghes Fhuly

1:24 AM  

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