Dutch, eh? I too am wondering if his name will turn out to be Hans or Mohammed.

A moment of thought will clarify this problem. Who is more likely to fill plastic grenades with gunpowder?

A radical muzzie or a radical Dutchman?

What, there's no such thing as a radical dutchman?

Case closed, I guess.

The terrorist probably stole the plastic grenades from that GI Joe doll that they captured a few months back. Damnit, they are using our own technology against us!

Cute, GregD. Well done.

You know, I hate the Dutch. Nothing but fat, buttery Frenchmen. Tow-headed hash droolers and chunky, hairy sluts. You know why they saw their doors in half? So they can kick you in the nuts when you come visit.

Go fight Iceland if you want, but when you turn next to the cheese-drunk lowlanders, give me a hoot.

It should be pointed out that the Dutch have a very open immigrantion policy, and many, many 2nd generation muslims live in Holland. It's kinda like when you read about Frenchmen doing something particulary brave, then you find out that it was some African-Frenchman involved in the heroics.

Of course, after the murder of VanGogh,the Dutch are rethinking their immigration policy.

Well, Fox is reporting the guy is named Eric Van Schneidelwourst or something, so I'm going to lean away from Islamo-nutter and more toward goateed bowl-cut Euro-beatnik.

Well, I'm going to cling to my prejudices to keep me warm for a little longer, and I'll wait to make sure that he's not just some Dutch convert. Of course, it was a Dutch green nut who killed Pym Fortuyn, so there's lots of pathology in the Netherlands to go around, but why would a regular Dutchman want to bomb the U.K. Consulate? Do the British make better cheese or something?

I've always liked double gloucester.

They now say he was released because he was drunk and crossed the police tape (click the same CNN link.) plus he has some of that sweet,sweet diplomatic immunity.

Which conjures a hilarious image of a schnockered Dutchman barging through the tape slurring, "I'm a UN weaponsh Inshpector! I wanna see those bombs! Don't tell me I can't come in here, I'm a UN Inshpector. I can go wherever I want! Get yer hadndsh off me ossifer, I got Dipsomanic Imudity!"

A drunk Dutchman crossing the police lines? Hell yeah, that sounds more like the common fellow country men I know.

Still, I didn't hear a beep about this story on our national broadcasts. Thanks for that, ace.

Spongeworthy, care to tell what the Dutch have done to provoke your ire? Don't bottle it up, man. Bad for the hair.

But he has Kofi's diplomatic immunity!

So what difference does any of this make?

"Agent Margolin added, however, that the FBI generally doesn't call things by their proper names, prefering a made-up language similar to the nonesensical poetry of Dr. Seuss."

There's a legit reason for this. If they call a suspect a suspect, that automatically kicks in all those civil liberty protections, such as protection against self-incrimination and the right to call a lawyer. Police generally want to keep from calling a suspect a suspect until they're sure they've got him.

That's why you're hearing the phrase "person of interest" more often these days. A person of interest is not a suspect.

More like what haven't they done. Have you ever gone on a date Dutch treat? Aren't you still waiting for the treat? Me too, see?

Is there a more innocuous, worthless cheese than Gouda? Gouda for bad breath and little else, I say.

What's your deal, Meinheer Flowerbed, been out all day draining real estate and planting tulips?

What is it with people mocking my nick? I stopped picking cool nicks since they always turned out terrible anyway. .

As for the cheese, despite being (in)famous for making money where the opportunity presents itself, the Dutch have been embarrasingly slack when it came to patenting their cheese. This is why you'll find Gouda cheese everywhere, produced in any country across the world without a standard, patented recipe. Once again, it is about what the Dutch haven't done. Point in case.

Here's a secret: the Dutch hoard their best cheeses within their borders.