Does America Need a White March?
The Belgian White March took place on October 20, 1996, in Brussels. Over 300,000 people gathered to protest the handling of the Dutroux child abuse case.
“He who does not bellow the truth when he knows the truth makes himself the accomplice of liars and forgers.
One must always tell what one sees. Above all, which is more difficult, one must always see what one sees.” ~Charles Peguy
Virginia 1996- We sat at my dinner table, sharing a quiet but profoundly moving conversation with some of the very parents whose daughters were stolen and murdered by Marc Dutroux—the Belgian monster whose crimes shattered an entire nation.
These grieving mothers and fathers, carried the unbearable weight of unimaginable loss. They spoke with the same raw fury that ignited the people of Belgium. They recounted how their children’s screams went unheard in hidden cellars, how police blunders and judicial corruption let a known pedophile slip through the cracks again and again, and how whispers of elite protection networks were buried under layers of official denial and incompetence.
The betrayal was total. The system that was meant to safeguard the innocent had instead shielded the predators, allowing young girls to be abducted, tortured, and discarded like refuse. The nation erupted in disbelief and righteous anger—not just at one depraved man, but at the rotten institutions that enabled him and others to rob children of their innocence.
Out of that despair came the White March—a spontaneous, grassroots cry from broken-hearted parents who refused to let their children’s innocence die in vain. They called on every Belgian to wear white, the color of purity and lost childhood, and to flood the streets of Brussels in silent, searing protest. No grand organization, no celebrity endorsements—just ordinary citizens, united in grief and determination, marching for justice, accountability, and the protection of every vulnerable child.
On October 20, 1996, an astonishing 300,000 people—nearly 3% of Belgium’s entire population—answered the call. They filled the capital in a sea of white, a peaceful yet thunderous rebuke to a corrupt and failing system. The government could not ignore it. Resignations followed, police forces were restructured, judicial reforms were enacted, and a parliamentary inquiry exposed layers of incompetence and possible cover-ups.
The White March didn’t just mourn the dead—it forced change.
That same spirit of righteous outrage is stirring again today, here in America and beyond. The Epstein files, the endless revelations of elite impunity, the two-tiered justice that protects the powerful while children suffer—the parallels to Dutroux’s Belgium are chilling and undeniable.
Those parents I worked with reminded me: real change begins when ordinary people, especially mothers and fathers, rise up and say enough. When we harness national fury into unified, visible action, the powerful must listen—or be swept aside.
America desperately needs its own White March: a massive, peaceful mobilization of parents, citizens, and people of conscience to demand full transparency, independent investigations, and ironclad protections for our children. No more excuses. No more cover-ups. No more sacrificed innocence.
The children deserve nothing less. And history shows that when the people march in white for the innocent, even the most entrenched corruption begins to crumble.
Enough is Enough.