Sunday Music

In one of the last nights, forgot which one, I dreamed that the Pope would get married. I was there and helped him into his red shoes, and I asked His Holiness why he would take such a surprising, revolutionary step. He replied “Es befreit mich”, “it liberates me”. I do not remember whether he elaborated on this or nor, it is just this short answer I remember. There were other strange dreams, but I forgot them all. I blame the full moon.
Workwise I found it demanding, luckily all went well, no drama, but on Friday I lied down, and woke up only more than eleven hours later.
“Woke” is a strange word nowadays, an autonym or self-description of people who seem to have “understood” something, or “woke up” – at least that is their claim from what I understand. When I look at the bare nonsense that flies around under this label, I can only conclude that “they” – who ?! – understood not very much. It is mostly “cleansing” of speech / language ; it is the try to re-write history by throwing down monuments ; and finally – but I am not sure if this is connected with “wokeness” – it is that absolutely bonkers idea that grown males should be allowed into women’s rooms, simply because said blokes “identify” as women. He can “identify” as much as “woman” as he wants, but he can pee into a god damn porcellain bowl like any other schmock, next door baby. All this “gender” idiocy has gone too far, but it will vanish like water goes down the drain.
And so prepare for three minutes of guitar noise, in memory of Mr BECK (1944-2023) (Ger., Eng.), a title called Plynth (Water Down the Drain) from the 1969 longplayer Beck-Ola (Ger., Eng.) – it accidentally shows that Mr STEWART was once young too. Besides, I think after BECKs death, the last man standing of the post-war guitar heroes is Robin TROWER (born 1945) (Ger., Eng.). (I do not count Keif in (born 1943, Ger., Eng.), since he’s always playing with that little honky-tonk-band, so no improvement there.)
I hope you like the music, play it loud. May we face a bearable week.

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Sunday Music

Yesterday, shortly before 14:00, it started to rain. When I went out an hour later, stretches of tar were already dry again, I could feel the humidity saturating my clothes. Thankfully in the evening the temperature had finally dropped, and wind blew all moisture away. It’s sunny and dry under fluffy clouds today, the temperature lingers around 28°C, and that’s how it will be over the coming days.
Last week the Finnish PM danced on a party with friends. Of course, inevitable today, a video was published. Next day the 36 year old PM’s suitability for office was questioned, and she was asked to take a drug test (!). Obviously a dancing lady must be sloshed or otherwise out of her mind, cool thinking.
In Poland it is nearly impossible for a woman to get an abortion. Thanks to the ultra national, “conservative”, regime of the PiS party. But they feel there is still too much space left for unruly baby machines, so every pregnancy shall be registered. It is actually an (controversially discussed) EU regulation connected to the digital administration of patients’ data – but nobody seriously doubts in Poland that this Polish gouvernement will be using these data to surveil & monitor pregnant women : A prosecutor has nothing else to do but to compare this pregnancy registration with birth certificates – abortion is a crime in Poland, et voila.
I do not know for how long Polish women will go to jail for ending a pregnancy, but a woman who had liked the wrong tweets, has to go to jail in Saudi Arabia – for more than thirty (30 !) years. (She originally was sentenced to six years, but- hey ! – let’s get it right, right !?)
We live in astounding times. A kind of new darkness seems to fall on mankind – or maybe the dark veil never had really lifted, and all those wounderful thoughts about humanism, enlightenment, freedom-liberty & self determination never made it outside Königsberg’s university seminar, where KANT imagined what could be … ach …
And while KANT dreamed, the peasants danced.
Let’s hear a little bit of Sunday Music now. The Sofia Soloists Chamber Orchestra under conductor Plamen DJUOROV plays Three Old French Dances (Rondeau, La Provencale, Le Basque) by Marin MARAIS (1656-1728) (Ger., Eng.), soloist is Ognyan KONSTANTINOV (ytchannel).
I hope you like the music, may the coming week be bearable.

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Just Aside

One would have to look up the definition by the criminal code, but Merriam-Webster (Ger., Eng.) defines in its online edition “treason” as “the offense of attempting by overt acts to overthrow the government of the state to which the offender owes allegiance ( … )”.
It seems that not one single member of the USAmurigan ruling class can be arsed to look into a Dictionnaire. This country is truly ruled by weaklings, who have never heard of the words responsibility & duty, or grasped the concept of “allegiance to the State”.
As I read, the traitor plans to throw out thousands of state officials when he will have returned to the trough, they will (at least in part) be replaced by “fighters against the “Deep State” – so that there will be no more “State” left, just an openly corrupt kleptocracy.
At least everything will carry a nice & clear price tag again.

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New Year, New Challenge

When I sat down at my desk this evening here in Franconia, I swear I heard a kind of “blobbing” sound, maybe it’s the chair’s way to express its happiness to be used again.
First things first : Happy Birthday , best greetings and wishes to Savannah, that L.A. Lady !
And of course – Happy New Year to all of You, venerated readers !
Now that the future has already started, let’s learn something new, the first & only Public Service Announcement on this blog – may it be helpful all year ’round ! And beyond ! To The STARS !

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