Scarlet Made Me Do It !

She’s a witch ! And she refuses to put up the Wednesday-post without me making a “piep” first. Oh dear, how did these mechanisms come into being ? Plain blackmail, or “the magic a woman can work” ?

Thank You for asking – it is all well, I’m alive and kicking, no worries ! This “real life” just put the boot down, kicked me a bit … Normal services will re-assumed shortly.

And because it’s Wednesday let’s indulge into the beneficial simplicity of some R&R, and go Walking with a Mountain with Mott the Hoople (1971), hope you enjoy it, and the week was good to you so far.

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Sunday Music

After all, on time.
It’s hot. And what is exhausting is not the heat itself, but the up-and-down within short intervals of time. Now we have some rain that is not really bringing cooling down, it is creating more of sticky humidity. People in the inner parts of town walk around zombie-like, like in trance. Temperatures of he first half of the coming week will stay in the middle thirties (Celsius) and then drop down to the low twenties, oh yes please !
I wanted to post more last week, write about stuff I found interesting, but it simply did not work the way I wanted, I did not even make it in the library (!). There are no dramatic occurrences to report, most of the time is spent reading on a wide range of subjects, from Vandals to modern traffic. And sleeping. At least I wrote an application for an interesting position, I still do not give up.
Today’s Sunday Music is a piece by Franz LISZT (Ger., Eng.) from his collection Années de pèlerinage (Ger., Eng.), volume I : Suisse, number 4 : Au bord d’une source, performed by Andrè LAPLANTE (Eng.).  I hope you enjoy it. Let’s face a hopefully calm and cool week.

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Sunday Music

There are days … f.e. when you wake up refreshed from a good night’s sleep, put on your freshly washed gear, and step out into a cool morning. The early round you have to drive is nice and hassle-free, and when you deliver your kids at school you have a friendly word with the colleague you had a small argument with some weeks ago. Meanwhile you worked together on additional stuff, things were openly discussed, and are going reasonably well – it’s communication, stupid ! Until then it was a good day, but the co-driver’s reaction changes anything. There is a long-running feud between these two lovelies, and it seems to be down to the good old “who’s not with me is against me” – and being “not with me” includes a friendly conversation with “the enemy”, and reciprocal fairness regarding parking in a cramped space, something drivers who have to manoeuver in saied cramped space strangely put some emphasis on. So the way back is filled with a strange monologue, wild stares, and hostile silence.
I do not feel the smallest inclination to work on this, or to share this over-simplified view of “good” versus “evil”. I stand firmly on my own side, and nobody else’s. I need a good working relation with other drivers and have established that. I only wish my co-driver would simply do what she always says, and ignore her “enemy” completely. But in her cosmos it is un-imaginable that something happens in the world that is not more or less directly related to herself. So be it. She has to accept that I do what I need to do without applying for her permission, and if she does not, I can and will not help. It would probably be expected too much if she could also refrain from opening doors while the car is still moving and not yet parked ; I only narrowly avoided to run over her legs two times, this dangerous idiocy is an accident in waiting. Just three more weeks until summer vacations, oh yeah.

It took me some time  to find a Sunday Music today, but here is Jethro Tull’s Thick As a Brick – in a short three minutes version, no worries, not the whole album.
I hope you like it, and have an easy week.

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Sunday Music

Europe is entirely occupied by The Heat. Well, not entirely … One small village in Devon still holds out, where our lovely Scarlet is “listening to the torrential rain hammering on my conservatory roof” – what promptly sent her into a Major SULK, lucky basted. She also lets me know : “and Mr Mags – it’s in the kitchen, first shelf on the left, just so you know.”
Since I read this I cudgel my brains – what IS in the kitchen, first shelf left ? I find it hard to sleep through the night because of The Heat, now add MsScarlet‘s mysterious insinuations – I’m a wreck. Speculations about MsScarlet‘s kitchen are very welcome !

In other news – ach, nobody wants to hear about Greece any more, who cares anyway ? The 4th of July is over – belated congratulations to the one or two Americans who drop by, may “Amerga” (as we Franconians pronounce it) “dif tor heh smusma” -, the Sachalin monster is identified, now its time for “big cats” to show up in the news. In German “Saure Gurken Zeit”, when “pickled cucumbers” make it into the news. À propos cats, they took over Norfolk too.

The supreme court of the US ruled in favour of same-sex marriages, what lead to some interesting reactions on the conservative side, like one man who saied this decision could and should be ignored. Yeah, a really fine understanding of constitutionality shown. BTW I am not sure whether the label “conservative” is correct in this respect, many I see in the (American) news & media who are responsible for such brain-melting nonsense call themselves “conservative” – I am simply not sure what this “conservativism” contains, a deplorable lack of manners in any case – all will be better under president Trump.
An article in Slate magazine cited from the dissenting opinion of judge Clarence THOMAS (Ger., Eng.) (pdf, see page 17), who declared :

Those held in internment camps did not lose their dignity because the government confined them. And those denied governmental benefits certainly do not lose their dignity because the government denies them those benefits. The government cannot bestow dignity, and it cannot take it away.

I beg to differ your ‘onour. The word “internment camps” awakes my dried out brain a bit, homosexuals were sent to camps here in Germany – and throughout Europe under German rule until 1945 – together with Jews, Gypsies, political dissenters and “Asoziale”, basically who ever did not fit into the ideas of the ns ideology. All these people did lose their dignity, it was part of the goddamn system to take away the dignity of the individual, and all the mantra-like incantation post festum that “humans did not lose their dignity in the camps” – read depictions, listen to survivors, they had to struggle to get their dignity back.
And those “denied governmental benefits certainly do not lose their dignity because the government denies them those benefits” – ? I do not know the American system of social security – if there is one – but when a state cuts benefits to poor people the state sends them begging on the streets. If the German state would end the “Hartz-IV”-payments people could not pay rents and within some months would sit on the streets begging – what certainly does not affect their dignity according to judge THOMAS. How much does he pocket a month ?
The state can not bestow dignity, simply because the dignity is inborn, it comes from being a human being – but the state can take this dignity away, deliberately or not. The job of the state is to protect the human dignity of all its subjects, no matter what colour their skin, their religious beliefs, sexual orientation or degree of disability, because otherwise blacks, jews, homos & cripples go to the camps, where their dignity is of course untouched, yeah.

Some music by Hank PENNY (Ger., Eng.), about eyes that look like cherries in a glass of butter-milk, thank you Hank … Have a cool week, beloved readers, and let me know what’s in the first shelf left ?

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