When a “nation” is relatively wise politically it requires considerable force, in the shape of police and army, to keep the populace in their place. Where people are steeped in political ignorance, very little force is necessary, especially when the illusion is kept up that when choosing their rulers they are actually ruling themselves.
It did not matter to them if their lives were mediocre, as long as they went on, and on, seemingly forever and setting out for immortality. In my dream I also saw the same people ignoring the health of our societies, failing their solidarity towards each other, and ending social contracts in fear of dying a predicted death.
After a few days we came to the conclusion that we had to focus on getting to Italy during the first small window of opportunity. It would be a now or never situation. We had to get a flight for as long as they were available, for as long as airlines still existed.
On Monday the 13th of July 2020, I remembered that there was a to-do item on my itemized list of things to check, that still needed some work. July was the month of the comet Neowise, a stellar body that orbits earth every 6800 years, and coincidentially, it so happens, that the comet chose the […]
Sometime during the summer of 2019 I decided that one decade of living in the UK would suffice to qualify me for an upgrade. Overall live was good, as I lived in a spacious and sunny sea side flat on the southern coast of Engliand and for the most time managed to ignore the temperamental weather. But I would also never get used to the insular mentality as well as the political uncertainty that would ultimately erode the very foundations of this little island. All things considered, now was the time to cross the Strait of Dover and reestablish myself on continental soil.
On stage B we approach something in its center that looks like a wooden box, built on steel frames. We walk up stairs onto a patio area and see an entrance. The wood surrounding the entrance changes from being a few weeks old to seemingly hundreds of years old. Skulls and bones form ornaments surrounding […]
It was high atop a deserted fairground when American pulp writer Holly Martins alias Joseph Cotton finally encountered his old school friend Harry Lime alias Orson Welles in the 1949 film “The Third Man”. The great Ferris-wheel showdown is one of the most famous sequences in the Vienna set film noir by “Gone with the […]
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