unfortunately, the wild Walloon is extincted. The splitting of the atom, brought the Belgian government to ideas:
"If it's possible to split something as small as an atom, we could try to split our small country (somewhere on the border between France and The Netherlands)."
So they made two civilized reserves, one for the Walloons (French speaking natives) and one for the Flandrians (the Flemisch speaking natives (something like dutch but more generous).). To add some surrealism (Belgian invention) they threw in a community for the natives who felt like they were nor Walloon nor Flandrian and called it the Brussels district ( where they're still fighting over whitch language they will speak) When WWII ended some German speaking neo-natives where added and they got their own community.... But the real Belgians don't care about all this political B***S*** and as long we can
drink our beers, mumble the national anthem ( we're proud about not knowing the words) and eat our fries together, you can't hear us complain....

Did I mention that complaining is our national sport?
So that's Belgium in a Nut-shell (pun intended) for the ones who're not familiar with our country.