Dutch Prime Minister announces resignation
The Hague – SABA
Dutch Prime Minister Dick Schoof announced his resignation following the withdrawal of the far-right Freedom Party (PVV) from the governing coalition stating he intends to submit the government's resignation to King Willem-Alexander.
During a press conference held Tuesday after an emergency cabinet meeting Schoof stated he concluded he lacked sufficient parliamentary support.
Schoof attributed the government collapse to PVV and its leader Geert Wilders describing Wilders' withdrawal decision as "irresponsible" and emphasizing "When one party lacks willingness you cannot move forward together".
Earlier reports indicated Wilders withdrew his ministers due to asylum policy disputes.
Schoof confirmed government reshuffling is no longer feasible with new elections likely in November.
Ministers from the People's Party for Freedom and Democracy (VVD) New Social Contract (NSC) and Farmer-Citizen Movement (BBB) will remain in caretaker roles until a new government forms.
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