Not too encouraging

I've been nursing a persistent cold for a week now and although good old American drugs (Sudafed, illegal in the EU) kept me going, I decided to have a bit of a workout and to visit the sauna, since the combination usually makes me feel better. Well, the day after, that is.
My health club is located in the very same neighbourhood where Mohammed B., the 26-year old murderer of Theo van Gogh, lived.
I ended up sitting in the sauna with an Iranian and a Moroccan immigrant. There was a third bloke of Arab descent there, though he left too soon to figure out his nationality. The men started talking about the Van Gogh murder. Then something happened.
As the quote on the upper right hand side of the screen shows, I am none too fond of the word 'but'. It is almost always used in conjunction with a pre-emptive copout about the unpopular and/or unsavory thing you are going to say directly afterwards.
My fellow sauna visitors told me they didn't approve of the murder of Van Gogh.
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BUT...
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I fear the worst is yet to come.

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