After that first trip to Fichtelgebirge I really needed some quality snowboarding... The first trip with the Frankfurt Ski, Sports and Socials Club turned out to be just that! :) We went to Hochgurgl, at 2150m, in Austria.
The people were great - John the Trip Captain, Victoria the beautiful English (!) with her off-pist friends, Mike my silent cool roomy and all the others (me and names...).
The hotel Angerer Alm made this trip to the most luxurious I have ever been to with its relax, its five course dinner and beautiful view over the valley.
The snow was great, but the sight non-existent, due to low clouds. Off-pist was good, after all we couldn't go far from the pistes. The skiing stretches up to 3080m so there was good powder. The place wouldn't do for a longer trip, though, the variety of slopes wasn't that great. You could take the cabin (or bus) to Obergurgl but that place is much lower and windier and more crowded, so don't.
Thursday, December 13, 2007
Monday, December 03, 2007
Fichtelgebirge - Finally the winter started! :)
I rented a car at www.billiger-mietwagen.de (only 66 Euro with free mileage for a weekend with a 1,6l Astra) and left Frankfurt heading east.
First lesson: The Traffic is a bitch in Germany! I spent hours on the A3 and even though I cruised at 180 the rest of the way I wasn't in Oberwarmensteinach until 9! But the Hempelsberg lift is open 'til 10, so I got roughly an hour to work out that first-time-of-the-season energy. :)
I then slept at the Backerei Schmidt, by the church, where I got excellent service from the lovely old couple running the Gasthaus. For only 25 Euro!
It included a brilliant breakfast, so the next day I was set for a good day of snowboarding! The southern lift of Ochsenkopf was closed due to some repairs, so I headed for the Ochsenkopf Nord lift - 2220m long, taking you 358m higher. A very nice start of the season - a long, easy run with few people. But then again it rained and the slope was very soft... So I rode until I got tired (didn't take long), went home for a shower and then visited Nurnberg where there was a "Weinachtsmarkt". Of course.
On Sunday I was in pain, I was bored and it started to rain again. So after like 4 rides in Ochsenkopf I headed back to Frankfurt again. No queues. And a nice end to a great season opening.
First lesson: The Traffic is a bitch in Germany! I spent hours on the A3 and even though I cruised at 180 the rest of the way I wasn't in Oberwarmensteinach until 9! But the Hempelsberg lift is open 'til 10, so I got roughly an hour to work out that first-time-of-the-season energy. :)
I then slept at the Backerei Schmidt, by the church, where I got excellent service from the lovely old couple running the Gasthaus. For only 25 Euro!
It included a brilliant breakfast, so the next day I was set for a good day of snowboarding! The southern lift of Ochsenkopf was closed due to some repairs, so I headed for the Ochsenkopf Nord lift - 2220m long, taking you 358m higher. A very nice start of the season - a long, easy run with few people. But then again it rained and the slope was very soft... So I rode until I got tired (didn't take long), went home for a shower and then visited Nurnberg where there was a "Weinachtsmarkt". Of course.
On Sunday I was in pain, I was bored and it started to rain again. So after like 4 rides in Ochsenkopf I headed back to Frankfurt again. No queues. And a nice end to a great season opening.
Friday, November 09, 2007
Meat is bad shit
The proof has been there a long time, but some things are just too radical for society to grasp. However, finally there are definitive proof that red meat is bad for you. The World Cancer Research Fund (WCRF) has publiched a report and there is no doubt anymore.
They don't say you should not eat red meat at all, that would be too radical, even with the proof before your eyes. After all, our society is build around eating meat. Telling people not to eat meat, is like telling don't go to church 100 years ago. But just like most people don't go to church anymore (thank God) we should not eat red meat.
The protein we gain from red meat is not only tough on your body, but on the world as well. In early days when cows walked around peacefully eating grass it was all ok. But it is no longer the case. Food is no longer produced in idyllic farms - food is an industry. An industry that consumes vast amounts of energy, antibiotics, drugs, fertilizers and so forth. The animals are often fed soya protein that has been shipped eg from South America to Europe. We could eat that soya protein ourselves and save 10 times the volume!
WCRF say lack of iron is a reason for women to eat meat. That is an old-fashined viewpoint I'd say. You can eat eg green vegs and fish to keep up your iron levels and if that wouldn't help you can take iron pills. In all, that is much better than eating red meat!
So, be pro-active, stop eating that shit.
They don't say you should not eat red meat at all, that would be too radical, even with the proof before your eyes. After all, our society is build around eating meat. Telling people not to eat meat, is like telling don't go to church 100 years ago. But just like most people don't go to church anymore (thank God) we should not eat red meat.
The protein we gain from red meat is not only tough on your body, but on the world as well. In early days when cows walked around peacefully eating grass it was all ok. But it is no longer the case. Food is no longer produced in idyllic farms - food is an industry. An industry that consumes vast amounts of energy, antibiotics, drugs, fertilizers and so forth. The animals are often fed soya protein that has been shipped eg from South America to Europe. We could eat that soya protein ourselves and save 10 times the volume!
WCRF say lack of iron is a reason for women to eat meat. That is an old-fashined viewpoint I'd say. You can eat eg green vegs and fish to keep up your iron levels and if that wouldn't help you can take iron pills. In all, that is much better than eating red meat!
So, be pro-active, stop eating that shit.
Friday, October 19, 2007
Down, down, down - in the ring of fire
I'm sure Johnny Cash didn't think about his own country when writing that tune, but it sure looks like "The Greatest Nation on Earth" is going down. I wrote about it last year, but now the signs are so obvious even highly respected magazines like Affärsvärlden blow it up on their cover (#42 -07) and journalists tell signs about it all over.
The dollar is falling. People are loosing the respect they used to have. After all, we're talking about a nation where
- 18.000 people die every year, because there is no public health care.
- The richest 1% owns as much as the poorest 46% (2004, 27% in 1979).
- Only 10% of the students at the best universities come from the poorest 50% of the population.
- China will pass the US as the biggest economy within 20 years (Goldman Sachs).
- History talks against this unipolar world order. Eg Asia used to be much mightier than today.
- More and more countries drop their currency's dependency on the dollar.
- The trade deficiency is 5% of GNP while the export is 10%. It will take a long time of a weak dollar to come to terms with this unbalance. At the same time they save only 2% of GNP.
- The infrastrucure is falling apart. I was myself driving on lousy roads last week. In a lousy car, made in the US... which brings me to the next subject:
- Many jobs are lost when they are moved overseas. They can't keep up with the competition.
- They don't care about minimum wage legislation, so of course they plummet in this environment. It is now so low there is no way to survive on it. Working at Wal-Mart you earn $7 an hour. And that's the biggest company of them all!
- Which is another problem - they don't know how to do things properly. No wonder no US cars are sold in Europe!
- Communication: They are falling behind hard when it comes to cellular phones or bandwidth (average speed 1,9 Mb/s, 7 in Canada, 61 in Japan).
- The stoack market of the US used to be 50% of the world's. It's down to 36% 2007.
- They waste their money on arms and war - tools of the past. 46% of the world's war money come from the US.
- Due to the never-ending need of cheap labour the stream of people from abroud (mostly Spanish-speaking) will not halt. It is estimated that Spanish might be the biggest language at the end of this century.
Still people are thinking "don't count them out, things go fast in the US". Yeah, it used to be like that. But with a nation that becomes more and more divided, I'm not sure that's still a fact...
The dollar is falling. People are loosing the respect they used to have. After all, we're talking about a nation where
- 18.000 people die every year, because there is no public health care.
- The richest 1% owns as much as the poorest 46% (2004, 27% in 1979).
- Only 10% of the students at the best universities come from the poorest 50% of the population.
- China will pass the US as the biggest economy within 20 years (Goldman Sachs).
- History talks against this unipolar world order. Eg Asia used to be much mightier than today.
- More and more countries drop their currency's dependency on the dollar.
- The trade deficiency is 5% of GNP while the export is 10%. It will take a long time of a weak dollar to come to terms with this unbalance. At the same time they save only 2% of GNP.
- The infrastrucure is falling apart. I was myself driving on lousy roads last week. In a lousy car, made in the US... which brings me to the next subject:
- Many jobs are lost when they are moved overseas. They can't keep up with the competition.
- They don't care about minimum wage legislation, so of course they plummet in this environment. It is now so low there is no way to survive on it. Working at Wal-Mart you earn $7 an hour. And that's the biggest company of them all!
- Which is another problem - they don't know how to do things properly. No wonder no US cars are sold in Europe!
- Communication: They are falling behind hard when it comes to cellular phones or bandwidth (average speed 1,9 Mb/s, 7 in Canada, 61 in Japan).
- The stoack market of the US used to be 50% of the world's. It's down to 36% 2007.
- They waste their money on arms and war - tools of the past. 46% of the world's war money come from the US.
- Due to the never-ending need of cheap labour the stream of people from abroud (mostly Spanish-speaking) will not halt. It is estimated that Spanish might be the biggest language at the end of this century.
Still people are thinking "don't count them out, things go fast in the US". Yeah, it used to be like that. But with a nation that becomes more and more divided, I'm not sure that's still a fact...
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Knowing your history - step 1
Step 1 is to become aware of the fact that you need to know your history. Next step is to get to know it. Here's one first sample: Varangians
That's what we usually call vikings. I had no idea there was such a word!
That's what we usually call vikings. I had no idea there was such a word!
I'm not a blogger after all, am I?
Blogging wasn't all that easy after all. Well, sure, it serves its original purpose being a place for me to write down my thoughts and reflections. But going from there to create a blog that actually would interest other people is tough. Friends come here every now and then, or others that have met me. But in order for it to become a true blog I would need to write more regularly, probably every day, and maybe also keep some kind of focus on what I write about.
All that doesn't interest me. I don't have time to write every day - I have a life to live! I have to take care of my mental and physical health, my relations with other people, make sure I earn money to survive... Blogging just doesn't give me enough to motivate me to write more often.
Good to know. Lesson learned.
All that doesn't interest me. I don't have time to write every day - I have a life to live! I have to take care of my mental and physical health, my relations with other people, make sure I earn money to survive... Blogging just doesn't give me enough to motivate me to write more often.
Good to know. Lesson learned.
Friday, September 14, 2007
Cheese cake a la Carina
Carefully blend
1 pkg Philadelfia
3 egg yolks (aggula)
2 dl sugar
together.
Whip 3 egg whites hard.
Whip
3 dl whipping creem
1/2 tsp vanilla sugar
together.
Fill the bottom of a form with Digestive crumbles. Blend the 3 mixtures above and put it on the crumbles. Put this in the freezer over night and then add chocolate crumbles (riven choklad).
Enjoy!
Shit, writing recepies in English wasn't all that easy... Please let me know how to write it!
PS Carina, if you ever read this, thanks a lot.
1 pkg Philadelfia
3 egg yolks (aggula)
2 dl sugar
together.
Whip 3 egg whites hard.
Whip
3 dl whipping creem
1/2 tsp vanilla sugar
together.
Fill the bottom of a form with Digestive crumbles. Blend the 3 mixtures above and put it on the crumbles. Put this in the freezer over night and then add chocolate crumbles (riven choklad).
Enjoy!
Shit, writing recepies in English wasn't all that easy... Please let me know how to write it!
PS Carina, if you ever read this, thanks a lot.
When will we learn?
We like to think so much has happened in the past 100 years. I don't think so.
100 years ago a car was more fuel efficient than today.
100 years ago people died of KOL due to particles in the air. As today (the difference is we now have a name for it).
100 years ago people were slaved under a capitalistic, anti-democratic regime, whose only aim was to make the rich richer. As today (but now the tyranny has moved from a national level to an international level).
100 years ago international conflicts were solved using weapons. As today.
100 years ago the landscape was changed by man, ruining functional eco-systems and replacing them with industrial farms. As today (but now it has spread from Europe/USA to the whole world).
The worst thing of all: We learned so much the last time, about how it should have been done, but non of this knowledge is used today. But now it's not only about a part of the world anymore - it's about the whole world and the very existence of mankind.
100 years ago a car was more fuel efficient than today.
100 years ago people died of KOL due to particles in the air. As today (the difference is we now have a name for it).
100 years ago people were slaved under a capitalistic, anti-democratic regime, whose only aim was to make the rich richer. As today (but now the tyranny has moved from a national level to an international level).
100 years ago international conflicts were solved using weapons. As today.
100 years ago the landscape was changed by man, ruining functional eco-systems and replacing them with industrial farms. As today (but now it has spread from Europe/USA to the whole world).
The worst thing of all: We learned so much the last time, about how it should have been done, but non of this knowledge is used today. But now it's not only about a part of the world anymore - it's about the whole world and the very existence of mankind.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Being a man
I've always been the little brother (even though I'm actually the big brother). People have always believed I'm younger than I really am and at the same time I have often worked with older people. So I have always been a little boy, in a sense, and liked that. When people have asked how old I am, I have always responded with "What do you think?" and got a guess 5 years younger!
Well, fuck that. I am a man, and I'm proud of it.
Yeah, I'm a man. I have gray hairs in increasing amounts. I have to epilate my back not to look like a gorilla. I have a bass tone competing with Elvis'. I love women. I did my military service. I was in the Swedish Sauna Masters' Final. I can kick your ass. I know how to please a woman. I know how to work. I look really good in a suit. There's nothing I couldn't build. I want to drive a Ferrari at 300 km/h. I want to rule the world.
But all that is just superficial bullshit, it doesn't make me a man.
No, what differs a man from a boy is that a man takes responsibility. He stands for his actions and views and he protects what he believes in and cares for. He doesn't hide, he doesn't wear a mask, he doesn't run away. He stands proud. Taking the consequences of his actions.
Amen
Well, fuck that. I am a man, and I'm proud of it.
Yeah, I'm a man. I have gray hairs in increasing amounts. I have to epilate my back not to look like a gorilla. I have a bass tone competing with Elvis'. I love women. I did my military service. I was in the Swedish Sauna Masters' Final. I can kick your ass. I know how to please a woman. I know how to work. I look really good in a suit. There's nothing I couldn't build. I want to drive a Ferrari at 300 km/h. I want to rule the world.
But all that is just superficial bullshit, it doesn't make me a man.
No, what differs a man from a boy is that a man takes responsibility. He stands for his actions and views and he protects what he believes in and cares for. He doesn't hide, he doesn't wear a mask, he doesn't run away. He stands proud. Taking the consequences of his actions.
Amen
Monday, September 03, 2007
German efficiency
German efficiency is fuckin' myth! I've worked here almost 2 months and I still don't have a phone of my own. Two weeks ago I replied to a mail asking me to fill in a form. Today I called the guy and it turns out he hasn't done shit since! No, you see, he needs some other paper, he'll send a mail about that. In a truly efficient (or average Swedish) organisation he would have sent that mail like two weeks ago, wouldn't he? But no, he likes to see his paper piles growing, making him look really busy. He just sits there scratsching his fat arse until someone asks for something he should have already done. Then he'll pull out a lame excuse for his non-action and blame it all on that someone.
Exactly the same fuckin' scheme was pulled on me with the entrance card. I need to call the IT guy who said he needs 6 (six) (working) days (!!!) to fix my laptop and make him actually do something to meet his deadline (tomorrow).
Un-fuckin-believable
Exactly the same fuckin' scheme was pulled on me with the entrance card. I need to call the IT guy who said he needs 6 (six) (working) days (!!!) to fix my laptop and make him actually do something to meet his deadline (tomorrow).
Un-fuckin-believable
Tuesday, August 21, 2007
Revelation!
I'm just terribly slow sometimes. Slow in understanding things - it seems like the thoughts have to push their way through a really fat filter, which takes for ever...
I was trying out some clothes today at Esprit here in Frankfurt. I wanted to check how I matched some colours. Like, does green make my (light blueish green) eyes look more green or do I look like a bleak little whimp in grey. De puta madre! Guess what I fould out? I realized I look like shit in old t-shirts or boring clothes in general. I look deadly pale in red. But I look really good in dark shirts and not to mention how I look in a piké! A killer, I'm telling you. ;)
That's good - I guess it's about time I grow up and sober up my grunge-wannabee wardrobe. And what better time than now, when I'm just about to collect all my stuff from Gothenburg!
"Sent ska syndaren vakna."
I was trying out some clothes today at Esprit here in Frankfurt. I wanted to check how I matched some colours. Like, does green make my (light blueish green) eyes look more green or do I look like a bleak little whimp in grey. De puta madre! Guess what I fould out? I realized I look like shit in old t-shirts or boring clothes in general. I look deadly pale in red. But I look really good in dark shirts and not to mention how I look in a piké! A killer, I'm telling you. ;)
That's good - I guess it's about time I grow up and sober up my grunge-wannabee wardrobe. And what better time than now, when I'm just about to collect all my stuff from Gothenburg!
"Sent ska syndaren vakna."
Internet is fast!!
Happened to read in the Internet edition of Affärsvärlden that my company is being bought by another. An expected deal, but new to me. So I mailed my collegues back home and asked them if someone new something. 3 minutes later comes the "official" information from the management! It's a world of fast information exchange indeed...
I just hope the Internet will stay free in the future also. There are many forces fighting against the flow of free information and they have to be stopped. In the name of democracy and freedom as well as in the name of the human evolution. Amen! ;)
I just hope the Internet will stay free in the future also. There are many forces fighting against the flow of free information and they have to be stopped. In the name of democracy and freedom as well as in the name of the human evolution. Amen! ;)
Monday, August 20, 2007
Dancing the latino way!
I'm taking antibiotics and shouldn't drink alcohol or do sports but I still had a brilliant weekend! Went shopping for a bed after work on Friday and ordered a bed that is so comfortable I already dream of how well I will sleep! :) I went to bed early after eating pizza with my flatmate and his girlfriend.
On Saturday I cruised around town on my bike and decided to buy a cruiser bike. I cruised by a really good wushu club in Bockenheim (north-west Frankfurt) and watched them practice. They were good and I got really inspired. (Bloody antibiotics!!!)
Then I cruised by the Museum of Communications and watched the Globalisierung 2.0 excibition. Nothing new, really, but it got a good overview. Globalisation is a good thing but transportation is just way too cheap! And the multinationals live in a world above laws and respect for nature nor humanity. This is where the fight has to take place - the return of humanity and the rescue of nature. (When I say rescue of nature I mean this: Nature will always win, nature will still be there when the last man has died (unless we manage to blow the whole earth to pieces (not unlikely).) So I got the address to Greenpeace here in Frankfurt...
Filled with thoughts about the state of the world I continued up the Berger Strasse (something like Linnégatan in Göteborg) and visited Andrea&Elias. We then went to a party at a Peruan couple and danced 'til midnight. I haven't had so much fun on the dancefloor without alcohol ever! Except some bugg sessions with Angelica. (Bugg is a swedish dance that have a somewhat geeky reputation but makes a hell of a lot of fun with its speed and coordination.)
Sunday then was calm: Eating a long breakfast. Playing with Elias. Strolling in Günthersburg Park. Studying Spanish in the sun at the Main.
A nice weekend, indeed.
On Saturday I cruised around town on my bike and decided to buy a cruiser bike. I cruised by a really good wushu club in Bockenheim (north-west Frankfurt) and watched them practice. They were good and I got really inspired. (Bloody antibiotics!!!)
Then I cruised by the Museum of Communications and watched the Globalisierung 2.0 excibition. Nothing new, really, but it got a good overview. Globalisation is a good thing but transportation is just way too cheap! And the multinationals live in a world above laws and respect for nature nor humanity. This is where the fight has to take place - the return of humanity and the rescue of nature. (When I say rescue of nature I mean this: Nature will always win, nature will still be there when the last man has died (unless we manage to blow the whole earth to pieces (not unlikely).) So I got the address to Greenpeace here in Frankfurt...
Filled with thoughts about the state of the world I continued up the Berger Strasse (something like Linnégatan in Göteborg) and visited Andrea&Elias. We then went to a party at a Peruan couple and danced 'til midnight. I haven't had so much fun on the dancefloor without alcohol ever! Except some bugg sessions with Angelica. (Bugg is a swedish dance that have a somewhat geeky reputation but makes a hell of a lot of fun with its speed and coordination.)
Sunday then was calm: Eating a long breakfast. Playing with Elias. Strolling in Günthersburg Park. Studying Spanish in the sun at the Main.
A nice weekend, indeed.
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Kickin' ass!
I woke up at 4 this morning having a wonderful dream! I was playing soccer indoors with a whole bunch of friends and old acquaintances. The thing is I was playing with the "loosers" against the "cool" guys and we totally kicked their ass!
That's what usually happens - the cool guys in highschool end up as loosers in the long run. The ones invisible or bullied end up as long term winners.
The thing is I really liked the game! And I repeatedly got impressed with how the other "loosers" performed, as well as with my own performance. Could it be that I've finally (deep down) accepted where I belong? And allowed myself to like and appreciate the others in "my gang"? And stopped being impressed by the superficially cool guys? I sure hope so...
That's what usually happens - the cool guys in highschool end up as loosers in the long run. The ones invisible or bullied end up as long term winners.
The thing is I really liked the game! And I repeatedly got impressed with how the other "loosers" performed, as well as with my own performance. Could it be that I've finally (deep down) accepted where I belong? And allowed myself to like and appreciate the others in "my gang"? And stopped being impressed by the superficially cool guys? I sure hope so...
Tuesday, August 14, 2007
Just a little patience...
After finding a friend talking Spanish and hearing the language all over the place, I've realized my Spanish sucks and I need to start over again. So I've started to read my books from the beginning and man! do I learn a lot! It turns out all kind of things I missed while studying the first time is there! Annoying...
Why? Why did I miss all that good stuff just being served? I believe I was simply impatient. I whanted all the information instantly and just kept focusing on everything the book didn't say. Stupid.
I remember cursing over the complete incompetence of the teachers who were totally incapable of telling the whole truth. Sure, I still think the pedagogics of the books suck, but with some patience I would have learned so much more. I should have focused on what the books said, not on what they didn't say.
Yeah, yeah, maybe I'll learn one day. ;)
Why? Why did I miss all that good stuff just being served? I believe I was simply impatient. I whanted all the information instantly and just kept focusing on everything the book didn't say. Stupid.
I remember cursing over the complete incompetence of the teachers who were totally incapable of telling the whole truth. Sure, I still think the pedagogics of the books suck, but with some patience I would have learned so much more. I should have focused on what the books said, not on what they didn't say.
Yeah, yeah, maybe I'll learn one day. ;)
Tuesday, August 07, 2007
Growing up?
What the hell does that mean? Somehow the constant feeling I have of not being there is not "grown-up". Or my urge to go to Japan to study the art of the sword after seeing a TV show about ninjas.
But maybe I'm not the guy for a "grown-up" life - with a wife, a house and kids? Maybe I should go to the USA and become part of the grand revolution that will start there before long. Or maybe just don't think so much? Or maybe indeed go to Asia and study the art of the sword. Or wushu. Concentrate. Dedicate myself to something. Become good in something. Focus. And thereby become free?
But maybe I'm not the guy for a "grown-up" life - with a wife, a house and kids? Maybe I should go to the USA and become part of the grand revolution that will start there before long. Or maybe just don't think so much? Or maybe indeed go to Asia and study the art of the sword. Or wushu. Concentrate. Dedicate myself to something. Become good in something. Focus. And thereby become free?
España!!!
De puta madre, that was a good trip! Just spent a long weekend in Spain, in Puerto de Santa Maria, near Jerez, at the Atlantic sea. My first trip to Spain, but certainly not the last! Alberto invited some 90 people from Jerez, Madrid and a whole bunch who has studied in Gothenburg with him, to a big fiesta on Saturday. Including sun, delicious food, beautiful girls and a pool. And all dressed in white. :) Gracias, hombre! A few of us stayed a little longer and got even more of Alberto's mother's brilliant cooking as well as sun and beach.
It was truly a good weekend, but I definately have to improve my Spanish! Speaking of languages - it was quite a shock returning to Germany. German is certainly not a beautiful language! Lucky then I can continue speaking Spanish with Andrea. :)
One bad thing did happen: I have some infection in my ears, probably due to water trapped. I got some liquid to drop in the ears at the pharmacy. I hope it works because the pain is growing by the minute...
Viva España!! :D
It was truly a good weekend, but I definately have to improve my Spanish! Speaking of languages - it was quite a shock returning to Germany. German is certainly not a beautiful language! Lucky then I can continue speaking Spanish with Andrea. :)
One bad thing did happen: I have some infection in my ears, probably due to water trapped. I got some liquid to drop in the ears at the pharmacy. I hope it works because the pain is growing by the minute...
Viva España!! :D
Thursday, August 02, 2007
Epilation - masochism?
Maybe it's the Germans? Or living in a red light district with hookers in every corner and across the street? Anyway - I mentioned already I bought an epilator. Yeah, the thing ripping your body hair. I've used such a thing on my back for a while now and it's great! I just hate hairy backs. The gorilla look doesn't quite appeal to me... My sister has done the job so far, but now I get home so seldom I need my own. So I bought a Braun Silkepil Xelle this Tuesday. Really good!
So I cleaned as much of my back as I could when I bought the epilator. Felt good! The pain isn't bad at all, not on the back. But then I wanted to try some more. I went for the hair on the fingers and hands. (Not much, but it's always good to think forward! ;) Then I tried my upper arms. And then I started a high risk project approaching my private parts. That was slightly more painful, but then again - it's just hair! The pain is not a sign of danger, it's just a sign of things cleaning up. After all - I appreciate if I'm not greeted by a huge bush when I get down on a girl. Of course women have a tree sticking up and don't have to get into the bush, but still - if I want them to keep gardened I should do that myself. And I didn't clean it all - I'm not a baby after all. Now it's well trimmed but not unnatural. Just the way I like it. The ass was a bit painful though... I didn't know when to stop! There was so much hair and when I had started I figured what the heck, it looks good, keep on going. But yeah... When you can't even see what you're doing it's a bit scary... But it was worth it. I couldn't do the scrotum though - epilating loose skin is really painful! (And bald balls looks really creepy.) The more you can stretch the skin the better. And it feels safer having a flat area. So I just cut that hair a bit, just as I did with the hair above the "package". It feels good not being a hairy monkey any more. :)
Just as a technique tip: Yes, an epilator is by far the best way to keep body hair away. If you shave it, it will be sticky in a few hours. If you use some magic cream making the hair fall off - think of all the chemical shit you expose your one and only body to! A good thing with the epilator is that the hair will decrease. The hair goes through three phases and if it's taken away in the right phase it won't ever come back! :) And if you use the epilator often enough there will be so few hairs it won't feel much at all.
So I cleaned as much of my back as I could when I bought the epilator. Felt good! The pain isn't bad at all, not on the back. But then I wanted to try some more. I went for the hair on the fingers and hands. (Not much, but it's always good to think forward! ;) Then I tried my upper arms. And then I started a high risk project approaching my private parts. That was slightly more painful, but then again - it's just hair! The pain is not a sign of danger, it's just a sign of things cleaning up. After all - I appreciate if I'm not greeted by a huge bush when I get down on a girl. Of course women have a tree sticking up and don't have to get into the bush, but still - if I want them to keep gardened I should do that myself. And I didn't clean it all - I'm not a baby after all. Now it's well trimmed but not unnatural. Just the way I like it. The ass was a bit painful though... I didn't know when to stop! There was so much hair and when I had started I figured what the heck, it looks good, keep on going. But yeah... When you can't even see what you're doing it's a bit scary... But it was worth it. I couldn't do the scrotum though - epilating loose skin is really painful! (And bald balls looks really creepy.) The more you can stretch the skin the better. And it feels safer having a flat area. So I just cut that hair a bit, just as I did with the hair above the "package". It feels good not being a hairy monkey any more. :)
Just as a technique tip: Yes, an epilator is by far the best way to keep body hair away. If you shave it, it will be sticky in a few hours. If you use some magic cream making the hair fall off - think of all the chemical shit you expose your one and only body to! A good thing with the epilator is that the hair will decrease. The hair goes through three phases and if it's taken away in the right phase it won't ever come back! :) And if you use the epilator often enough there will be so few hairs it won't feel much at all.
The every day life
It's strange how fast life turns into "vardag" (everyday normal life). First week in Frankfurt was filled with new stuff and I was full of energy! But now the normal state of mind is back - the feeling of the days just passing without getting anywhere. It's not all true, though. After all I have taken small steps every day - buying new bed linen and an epilator, gotten the phone numbers to some people in the canoe club, talked to John about gong-fu clubs and have been out running quite a lot, slowly getting my body in shape again. But the wait!!! Waiting for computer access (and a computer and a phone) at work. Waiting for the 23rd when I will go back to Sweden to get all the stuff I will need and drive it all down with my father in his car. Waiting for Spain tonight!!! :D Waiting for the people at my company to get back from their vacations so I can get some answers on how to do with all the travel expenses. Waiting for some meaningful duties at work.
Oh, am I negative! :) But I am a bit troubled - about clothes. Maybe it's being surrounded by shirts with wide sleeves reaching just below the elbow in questionable colours every day. Or the fact that I have lived with the same little bag of clothes for three weeks. Or what seems to be the impossible task of finding good clothes stores in town. But anyway I definitely have to do something about my wardrobe! But how? My former clothes shopping guru expert Angelica has retired and I don't know if I dare to shop alone in a country with no taste.
Ok, stop! It's time for a completive break: This always happen - I face a problem and instead of confronting it and solve the god damn problem once and for all I give up. Whining about what a huge problem it is blah blah blah... Ok, so let's look further and find a solution:
I will get all my clothes from Sweden in a few weeks, that's a good thing. Meanwhile I can look in fashion magazines and such to find inspiration. And walk around Frankfurt window shopping. And think about what I really want to wear...
- Should I go for the fancy, snobbish look? Would be good at work and I like dressing up every now and then. But I have to watch - I can't stand brats!
- Or the rock'n'roll look? I would really like to but I just don't look rock'n'roll, no matter what I wear. Face it - I'm a good boy from a villa suburb with a good education and a good job and I never had any problems really - I'm not rock'n'roll. (The other week I suddenly got a rock'n'roll-wannabe urge and took on a nite belt and a key chain. Jarmo thought I looked gay and he was probably not the only one... ;)
- Maybe the sporty look? Yeah, this is me - I love sports (practising, not looking!) and I like to move, to feel free, comfortable. Fast. Fit.
- Howabout the Opel look - short-sleeved shirts with sleeves that go past the elbow and are really wide? If you ever see me in a shirt the German style please, please kill me!
-Why not the super market look, with very priceworthy clothes? No, I would never sink this low, just kidding. :)
- The sexy look? Right, where did that come from???
- The nature-friend, alternative look? Well, yes, I would love buying eco and fair-trade clothes but I don't want to look like a 50-year virgin! But I wouldn't mind some alternative looks. And nowadays there are more and more fashionable eco clothes coming up, so today you can be fair AND good looking.
Ok, sporty it is! I would say a sporty every-day wardrobe with a fancy, really good-looking set of clothes to be able to dress up when need be. As far as possible the clothes are fair-trade, eco clothes. Yeah, that's it. But where to find it??? I will look in town. In Gothenburg when I get home. In London. Berlin. The Internet of course. Yeah, I will just have to be patient. (ARGH!!! I am not patient!!! I hate waiting, I want it now, now, now!!! Oh, god, I'm such a child...)
See? Just keep on and a solution is found. And hope. And suddenly the existence isn't all that bad after all. :)
Oh, am I negative! :) But I am a bit troubled - about clothes. Maybe it's being surrounded by shirts with wide sleeves reaching just below the elbow in questionable colours every day. Or the fact that I have lived with the same little bag of clothes for three weeks. Or what seems to be the impossible task of finding good clothes stores in town. But anyway I definitely have to do something about my wardrobe! But how? My former clothes shopping guru expert Angelica has retired and I don't know if I dare to shop alone in a country with no taste.
Ok, stop! It's time for a completive break: This always happen - I face a problem and instead of confronting it and solve the god damn problem once and for all I give up. Whining about what a huge problem it is blah blah blah... Ok, so let's look further and find a solution:
I will get all my clothes from Sweden in a few weeks, that's a good thing. Meanwhile I can look in fashion magazines and such to find inspiration. And walk around Frankfurt window shopping. And think about what I really want to wear...
- Should I go for the fancy, snobbish look? Would be good at work and I like dressing up every now and then. But I have to watch - I can't stand brats!
- Or the rock'n'roll look? I would really like to but I just don't look rock'n'roll, no matter what I wear. Face it - I'm a good boy from a villa suburb with a good education and a good job and I never had any problems really - I'm not rock'n'roll. (The other week I suddenly got a rock'n'roll-wannabe urge and took on a nite belt and a key chain. Jarmo thought I looked gay and he was probably not the only one... ;)
- Maybe the sporty look? Yeah, this is me - I love sports (practising, not looking!) and I like to move, to feel free, comfortable. Fast. Fit.
- Howabout the Opel look - short-sleeved shirts with sleeves that go past the elbow and are really wide? If you ever see me in a shirt the German style please, please kill me!
-Why not the super market look, with very priceworthy clothes? No, I would never sink this low, just kidding. :)
- The sexy look? Right, where did that come from???
- The nature-friend, alternative look? Well, yes, I would love buying eco and fair-trade clothes but I don't want to look like a 50-year virgin! But I wouldn't mind some alternative looks. And nowadays there are more and more fashionable eco clothes coming up, so today you can be fair AND good looking.
Ok, sporty it is! I would say a sporty every-day wardrobe with a fancy, really good-looking set of clothes to be able to dress up when need be. As far as possible the clothes are fair-trade, eco clothes. Yeah, that's it. But where to find it??? I will look in town. In Gothenburg when I get home. In London. Berlin. The Internet of course. Yeah, I will just have to be patient. (ARGH!!! I am not patient!!! I hate waiting, I want it now, now, now!!! Oh, god, I'm such a child...)
See? Just keep on and a solution is found. And hope. And suddenly the existence isn't all that bad after all. :)
German engineers
Engineers are usually a bit awkward, but the German engineer has got to be the worst. It's like acting in a weird German variant of The Office. Everyone's wearing a short-sleeved shirt with way too big sleeves. The bosses (and the boss-wannabes) have a tie to that. Funny thing is that one of the last things that I read before I left Sweden was to never, ever wear a short-sleeved shirt. :)
Terrified of doing mistakes they dare not to do anything; there are loads of regulations and rules and procedures to brake - it's like moving in a mine-field. So most people don't move. Safest that way. But they hate it! Of course they do, it sucks - so they have to somehow let that frustration out. They do that by fucking with others, referring to the system. "We must have a stamp here." "We need the original." Whining, whining, in some bizarre way trying to get even with the system by making others miserable using that system. Like today: A paper came back, filled with stamps and signatures. It wasn't the original, get us the original. Sure, one stamp had to be gotten from another city so we'd used the scanned and mailed version and then gotten the last signatures. We went to the person we thought rejected the paper but now it was ok! "A colleague must have blah blah..." Unbelievable! Of course, when we came back later with a paper we forgot, we got the "please use the normal procedure... I have lots to do" waltz, but the paper was accepted.
Terrified of doing mistakes they dare not to do anything; there are loads of regulations and rules and procedures to brake - it's like moving in a mine-field. So most people don't move. Safest that way. But they hate it! Of course they do, it sucks - so they have to somehow let that frustration out. They do that by fucking with others, referring to the system. "We must have a stamp here." "We need the original." Whining, whining, in some bizarre way trying to get even with the system by making others miserable using that system. Like today: A paper came back, filled with stamps and signatures. It wasn't the original, get us the original. Sure, one stamp had to be gotten from another city so we'd used the scanned and mailed version and then gotten the last signatures. We went to the person we thought rejected the paper but now it was ok! "A colleague must have blah blah..." Unbelievable! Of course, when we came back later with a paper we forgot, we got the "please use the normal procedure... I have lots to do" waltz, but the paper was accepted.
Thursday, July 26, 2007
Slow progress
It sure isn't running swiftly at work - still I'm not really able to do much at all at work. I write most job related work from home...
But I signed in to the German system today! Meaning I went to the Anmeldeamt and said I was here and was about to stay a while. I had the E101 I applied for in Sweden with me as well as the assignment contract between me and my employer. They didn't really care about the contract (in Swedish only) and didn't even know what the E101 was! And they didn't ask for any paper proving that I live where I claimed to. Strange. But I got papers with loads of stamps! ;)
Yeah, it's quite at the moment... But that gives me time to think and contemplate life. :) I read some in a favourite book - André Comte-Sponville's A little book of philosophy. There's a line from Montaigne I really like: "You are not dying because you are ill - you are dying because you are alive!"
A funny thing I found: It seems the English word butt comes from the French le but. :)
But I signed in to the German system today! Meaning I went to the Anmeldeamt and said I was here and was about to stay a while. I had the E101 I applied for in Sweden with me as well as the assignment contract between me and my employer. They didn't really care about the contract (in Swedish only) and didn't even know what the E101 was! And they didn't ask for any paper proving that I live where I claimed to. Strange. But I got papers with loads of stamps! ;)
Yeah, it's quite at the moment... But that gives me time to think and contemplate life. :) I read some in a favourite book - André Comte-Sponville's A little book of philosophy. There's a line from Montaigne I really like: "You are not dying because you are ill - you are dying because you are alive!"
A funny thing I found: It seems the English word butt comes from the French le but. :)
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
My own flat!!!
Ah! Freedom! :D
I don't mind hotel breakfasts, but it's not a good life living in hotels. So I'm happy I today moved in with Holger at Taunusstrasse, close to the main railway station in Frankfurt. Yeah, it's in the red light district (I have red neon hearts all over the opposite house) but it's a perfect location! Close to town, close to the train out to Rüsselsheim, close to the Main, close to the canoe club, close to the park stretching all around the central town. :) I had a jog around that park today - a nice easy 40 minute run, partially along the Main.
I met a new friend on Friday! John, a guy from Canada, who works for GM on the IT side. He actually offered me his girlfriend's flat (he wants her to move in with him ;). It was a tough decision! A centrally located shared old flat or a brand new 1-room apartment on the 13th floor overlooking Frankfurt (from a distance). Finally - after hours of pro/con-lists and discussions with friends all over Europe - I finally made up my mind. But it was a tough one! Another 20 minute commute time (one-way) did it...
Anyway, John is a good chap! He talks a bit too much ;) but he's a really good guy, into Chinese - caligraphy and Chinese martial arts and stuff.
But the Germans are strange! At work there is a guy responsible for pens and post-it notes and that kind of gear. What a waste! In Sweden there's a place where all that stuff is located and whenever you miss something you just get it. But no - that's too simple for a German! There has to be one Responsible! And you have to ask him to get a pen, please. Unbelievable...
They can't to a proper latte either. If you order a cafe latte you get a latte machiato! If you insist they get all confused... The closest you get is ordering a double machiato. Then the strength is about right, but the whipped milk is still far to "un-creamy". Sad.
Last Midsummer I was in Finland and Boten Anna was a big hit. Now it has reached Germany. There is a German version also - Dicke Anna...
Ok, 10 days in Germany. Ten good days! :) But it's unbelievable how inefficient the Germans are. I still don't have a computer or phone or even network access at work! Good I fixed the apartment myself - that only took 2 days. And I got like three friends already and a bunch of familiar faces. :)
I don't mind hotel breakfasts, but it's not a good life living in hotels. So I'm happy I today moved in with Holger at Taunusstrasse, close to the main railway station in Frankfurt. Yeah, it's in the red light district (I have red neon hearts all over the opposite house) but it's a perfect location! Close to town, close to the train out to Rüsselsheim, close to the Main, close to the canoe club, close to the park stretching all around the central town. :) I had a jog around that park today - a nice easy 40 minute run, partially along the Main.
I met a new friend on Friday! John, a guy from Canada, who works for GM on the IT side. He actually offered me his girlfriend's flat (he wants her to move in with him ;). It was a tough decision! A centrally located shared old flat or a brand new 1-room apartment on the 13th floor overlooking Frankfurt (from a distance). Finally - after hours of pro/con-lists and discussions with friends all over Europe - I finally made up my mind. But it was a tough one! Another 20 minute commute time (one-way) did it...
Anyway, John is a good chap! He talks a bit too much ;) but he's a really good guy, into Chinese - caligraphy and Chinese martial arts and stuff.
But the Germans are strange! At work there is a guy responsible for pens and post-it notes and that kind of gear. What a waste! In Sweden there's a place where all that stuff is located and whenever you miss something you just get it. But no - that's too simple for a German! There has to be one Responsible! And you have to ask him to get a pen, please. Unbelievable...
They can't to a proper latte either. If you order a cafe latte you get a latte machiato! If you insist they get all confused... The closest you get is ordering a double machiato. Then the strength is about right, but the whipped milk is still far to "un-creamy". Sad.
Last Midsummer I was in Finland and Boten Anna was a big hit. Now it has reached Germany. There is a German version also - Dicke Anna...
Ok, 10 days in Germany. Ten good days! :) But it's unbelievable how inefficient the Germans are. I still don't have a computer or phone or even network access at work! Good I fixed the apartment myself - that only took 2 days. And I got like three friends already and a bunch of familiar faces. :)
Thursday, July 19, 2007
After rain comes sunshine!
Never ever do anything or make any decisions when you haven´t slept a whole night - another lesson to learn! ;) Well, the other hotel (Astoria) isn´t that bad after all. And it´s in a more quite area. And you get free access to a gym. With a sauna!!! :D Yeah, a sauna. I was just there and it was good. :) The gym wasn´t too great, but neither was my physique... ;)
I had a latte last night that wasn´t too great either. It was actually a (bad) latte machiato! "Latte is latte machiato in Germany. If you want a stronger latte it´s milky coffee" (or whatever) she said. Once again I must conclude that swedes are unbelievably talented when it comes to basically anything. There is a demand for good gyms - the gyms become good. There´s a demand for all kinds of coffee - there come all kinds of coffee, and it´s good. Sure, I must confess I have barely gotten out of the red light district yet; there is hopefully better gyms and coffee shops somewhere.
I haven´t written for a little while because (surprise!) the Internet access doesn´t work at the Astoria. Funny thing is I just smile to the guy behind counter - it´s just too bad t be true! ;) But now I will actually look for another hotel again - no matter the costs. The thing is I´m well within budget even if I´d spend €100 a night until I get my appartment next Tuesday. My boss must have used some woodoo shit on me or something to get me this cost concious. And masochistic...
I visited a new-found friend yesterday - Andrea Zimmermann. (Wasn´t the clever girl in Beverly Hills 92000 named Zimmermann?) She´s astonishly beautiful with her dark hair and skin (due to some Sicilian blood) and she speaks all latin languages - Spanish, Italian, French - languages she uses in her work in the insurance business. She´s also 38 years old with a kid... Anyway, it was fascinating to talk to her; she´s lived a completely different life than me. Her mother died when she was 2 and that´s not really a perfect start...
This weekend there´s a HBT festival in town and Andrea´s invited me. So there´s gonna be party! :) And I just booked tickets to Spain in 2 weeks! And the weekend before that come Niklas&Maria visiting on their way back home from the south! So when in the name of Allah shall I ever get home to get some more clothes and stuff??? Oh, these luxury problems... ;)
I had a latte last night that wasn´t too great either. It was actually a (bad) latte machiato! "Latte is latte machiato in Germany. If you want a stronger latte it´s milky coffee" (or whatever) she said. Once again I must conclude that swedes are unbelievably talented when it comes to basically anything. There is a demand for good gyms - the gyms become good. There´s a demand for all kinds of coffee - there come all kinds of coffee, and it´s good. Sure, I must confess I have barely gotten out of the red light district yet; there is hopefully better gyms and coffee shops somewhere.
I haven´t written for a little while because (surprise!) the Internet access doesn´t work at the Astoria. Funny thing is I just smile to the guy behind counter - it´s just too bad t be true! ;) But now I will actually look for another hotel again - no matter the costs. The thing is I´m well within budget even if I´d spend €100 a night until I get my appartment next Tuesday. My boss must have used some woodoo shit on me or something to get me this cost concious. And masochistic...
I visited a new-found friend yesterday - Andrea Zimmermann. (Wasn´t the clever girl in Beverly Hills 92000 named Zimmermann?) She´s astonishly beautiful with her dark hair and skin (due to some Sicilian blood) and she speaks all latin languages - Spanish, Italian, French - languages she uses in her work in the insurance business. She´s also 38 years old with a kid... Anyway, it was fascinating to talk to her; she´s lived a completely different life than me. Her mother died when she was 2 and that´s not really a perfect start...
This weekend there´s a HBT festival in town and Andrea´s invited me. So there´s gonna be party! :) And I just booked tickets to Spain in 2 weeks! And the weekend before that come Niklas&Maria visiting on their way back home from the south! So when in the name of Allah shall I ever get home to get some more clothes and stuff??? Oh, these luxury problems... ;)
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
A worse day...
I new it couldn't last for ever... I didn't sleep one bit tonight. Not very good - it was after all the first day at my new workplace! But I think I managed to shape up enough at least...
The weather is milder today, but my hotel room is still a sauna. So I figured I will leave, even though I've payed until tomorrow morning (there was no way I could get the energy to pack this morning). Anyway. I surf the Net for hotels and find what seems to be a bargain! So I make a reservation for a week and go visit the hotel before packing my things. But it turns out (of course!) that there's no air conditioning in the hotel! FUCK! But it turns out that cancelling the room would still cost me 80%. So I'm stuck between bad and worse - live with the heat or loose a whole bunch of money. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
So, here I sit in the hot hotel room thinking what the hell to do. I'm so tired I might fall over dead any minute now... But I think I will have to live with my mistake. (It's a good lesson after all - you always have to take the consequences of your actions. Unfortunately! ;) So I will have to pack it all up, check out and walk to the other hotel. And hope it won't be as hot! Or check in to another hotel (with air-con) and try to face the fact I'd pay for 3 hotel rooms simultaneously... God damn... And the silly thing is my company pays the hotel bills so why did I even try to save any money in the first place???? Oh, man, I sure hope tomorrow will be better.
The weather is milder today, but my hotel room is still a sauna. So I figured I will leave, even though I've payed until tomorrow morning (there was no way I could get the energy to pack this morning). Anyway. I surf the Net for hotels and find what seems to be a bargain! So I make a reservation for a week and go visit the hotel before packing my things. But it turns out (of course!) that there's no air conditioning in the hotel! FUCK! But it turns out that cancelling the room would still cost me 80%. So I'm stuck between bad and worse - live with the heat or loose a whole bunch of money. FUCK! FUCK! FUCK!
So, here I sit in the hot hotel room thinking what the hell to do. I'm so tired I might fall over dead any minute now... But I think I will have to live with my mistake. (It's a good lesson after all - you always have to take the consequences of your actions. Unfortunately! ;) So I will have to pack it all up, check out and walk to the other hotel. And hope it won't be as hot! Or check in to another hotel (with air-con) and try to face the fact I'd pay for 3 hotel rooms simultaneously... God damn... And the silly thing is my company pays the hotel bills so why did I even try to save any money in the first place???? Oh, man, I sure hope tomorrow will be better.
Slowly starting to work
Monday was a good day! I got to sleep in the morning. Met the Hitachi guys at the airport for a short introduction and lunch before we met the Opel people. They all turned out to be nice guys and it seems this assignment will be good!
The good times continued when I went to see an apartment I found on the Internet. It's very close to the main railway station and I will share it with Holger who lives there now. This means I get a fully equipped kitchen, Internet access and a flatmate! It's an old apartment, i.e. big rooms, nice old wooden floors and spacious. And reasonably priced - I'll pay €500, all inclusive. I bought the former flatmate's bike as well. Convenient! And a bonus: Just opposite works (lives?) a brasilian hooker who's not shy at all. We got a glimpse of her gordeous body... ;)
But that was still not all!! No, no, the luck never ended. I went to the Frankfurter Kanu-Verein and looked up what they had to offer. It turns out to be really nice people and they lend out kayaks for free if you're a member!
And it just kept on: Then I went to get my usual beer at the south shore of the Main and got a nice talk with the girl in the bar who new me by now. I then sat down at a table and started to drink my beer. It turns out there sits a beautiful woman and I start chatting. She - Andrea - turns out to live in Frankfurt with her son of 2,5 years working with insurance business. We swap numbers and I have a personal guide for Frankfurt! :)
Then I had another beer with my soon-to-be landlord Holger, his girlfriend and the former flatmate. We took a delicious italian ice-cream walking back home.
The end of a brilliant day!
The good times continued when I went to see an apartment I found on the Internet. It's very close to the main railway station and I will share it with Holger who lives there now. This means I get a fully equipped kitchen, Internet access and a flatmate! It's an old apartment, i.e. big rooms, nice old wooden floors and spacious. And reasonably priced - I'll pay €500, all inclusive. I bought the former flatmate's bike as well. Convenient! And a bonus: Just opposite works (lives?) a brasilian hooker who's not shy at all. We got a glimpse of her gordeous body... ;)
But that was still not all!! No, no, the luck never ended. I went to the Frankfurter Kanu-Verein and looked up what they had to offer. It turns out to be really nice people and they lend out kayaks for free if you're a member!
And it just kept on: Then I went to get my usual beer at the south shore of the Main and got a nice talk with the girl in the bar who new me by now. I then sat down at a table and started to drink my beer. It turns out there sits a beautiful woman and I start chatting. She - Andrea - turns out to live in Frankfurt with her son of 2,5 years working with insurance business. We swap numbers and I have a personal guide for Frankfurt! :)
Then I had another beer with my soon-to-be landlord Holger, his girlfriend and the former flatmate. We took a delicious italian ice-cream walking back home.
The end of a brilliant day!
Sunday, July 15, 2007
Frankfurt am Main!!!
Finally!!! I have finally found another assignment (my boss doesn't give a shit) thanks to another boss who picked up an assignment as a Residential Engineer for Hitachi at Opel in Rüsselsheim, Germany. It's been "as good as certain" for ages but yesterday I finally got on the flight from Gothenburg to Frankfurt! :D
And I brought the heat! It's been 15-20 and rain for ages so I didn't quite trust the pilot claiming it would be 31 degrees in Frankfurt at 8 PM. Until I got out! I've been sweating constantly since... But it's good! :)
Frankfurt seems to be a nice place. Yesterday I drank Weissbier sitting on the south shore of Main watching the Frankfurt skyline and the people passing by. Today I heard Katie Melua playing outside the old opera, while resting under a tree watching the leaves and branches and the clear-blue sky.
Back home I found a nice hotel on the Internet - Hotel Domicil - very close to the main railway station (Hauptbahnhof). So, here I am writing this first report from Deutschland. And sweating, despite having opened the window and wearing nothing but a moist towel... Life's good! :D
Now I have to rest - tomorrow I'll meet a bunch of people from Hitachi and Opel and hopefully get started at the new assignment. And meeting a guy about an apartment. And finding the Frankfurt canoe club! Busy indeed! :) I'll be back!
And I brought the heat! It's been 15-20 and rain for ages so I didn't quite trust the pilot claiming it would be 31 degrees in Frankfurt at 8 PM. Until I got out! I've been sweating constantly since... But it's good! :)
Frankfurt seems to be a nice place. Yesterday I drank Weissbier sitting on the south shore of Main watching the Frankfurt skyline and the people passing by. Today I heard Katie Melua playing outside the old opera, while resting under a tree watching the leaves and branches and the clear-blue sky.
Back home I found a nice hotel on the Internet - Hotel Domicil - very close to the main railway station (Hauptbahnhof). So, here I am writing this first report from Deutschland. And sweating, despite having opened the window and wearing nothing but a moist towel... Life's good! :D
Now I have to rest - tomorrow I'll meet a bunch of people from Hitachi and Opel and hopefully get started at the new assignment. And meeting a guy about an apartment. And finding the Frankfurt canoe club! Busy indeed! :) I'll be back!
Wednesday, May 09, 2007
Den rasistiska svensken
Läste ett nummer av Bon när jag avnjöt ännu en latte på Tres och hittade Caroline Ringskog Ferrada-Nolis artikel om Poprasism. Jag var tvungen att återvända efter dagens projektmöte för att läsa klart för jag hittade inte artikeln på nätet. Dock denna intressanta bloggpost som i mångt och mycket sammanfattar även mina åsikter. Inte minst hennes artikel Kortslutning i media ger en bra bild av hur totalt ointegrerat det svenska samhället verkar vara med - det svenska samhället...
Jag skulle eventuellt vilja krydda lite extra med hur förändringsrädda och inskränkta svensken i gemen är. Vi tror gärna att vi är så internationella, bara för att vi drömmer om Det Stora Landet I Väster. Vi skiter i Europa, vi skiter till och med i våra grannländer! Vet någon vem som leder Lettland tex? Nej, för vår lika inskränkta borgarpress bryr sig ju inte om att skriva nåt om något sketet grannland. Hur många inser vidden av ett Europasamarbete? Ibland tror man att de som säger ja bara gör det för att vara anti-vänster eller för att slippa växla så ofta...
Nej, i ankdammen Sverige ska man anpassa sig. Bara den som är tillräckligt extremt annorlunda så att denne rent av kan leva på det är värd att beundra. Ni andra håller er i ledet. Köp en villa, pensionsspara, följ vinden, tänk inte så mycket.
Är det bara för att Sverige är så litet? Kanske är vår isolation ett resultat, eller snarare en vidare utveckling, av att vi inte var med i Andra Världkriget? Vi var liksom de enda som inte ens försökte, vi var inte en i gänget. Vi ville inte då, och vill inte nu, vara en i gänget. Men ändå vill vi ju vara med, inte bli utfrysta.
Faktum är att jag är likadan - har aldrig platsat i nåt gäng, men alltid velat tillhöra ett sammanhang. Är jag lika patetisk som Sverige???
Vid närmare eftertanke gäller detta nog inte bara Sverige och svenskar. Det är nog så att detta med att ty sig till sin egen grupp är något grundläggande, ett medfött arv från historien. Kanske just därför något som måste bekämpas desto hårdare. För historiskt är det de mångkulturella som klarat sig bäst. Och vi vill ju gärna ha det så bra som möjligt...
Jag skulle eventuellt vilja krydda lite extra med hur förändringsrädda och inskränkta svensken i gemen är. Vi tror gärna att vi är så internationella, bara för att vi drömmer om Det Stora Landet I Väster. Vi skiter i Europa, vi skiter till och med i våra grannländer! Vet någon vem som leder Lettland tex? Nej, för vår lika inskränkta borgarpress bryr sig ju inte om att skriva nåt om något sketet grannland. Hur många inser vidden av ett Europasamarbete? Ibland tror man att de som säger ja bara gör det för att vara anti-vänster eller för att slippa växla så ofta...
Nej, i ankdammen Sverige ska man anpassa sig. Bara den som är tillräckligt extremt annorlunda så att denne rent av kan leva på det är värd att beundra. Ni andra håller er i ledet. Köp en villa, pensionsspara, följ vinden, tänk inte så mycket.
Är det bara för att Sverige är så litet? Kanske är vår isolation ett resultat, eller snarare en vidare utveckling, av att vi inte var med i Andra Världkriget? Vi var liksom de enda som inte ens försökte, vi var inte en i gänget. Vi ville inte då, och vill inte nu, vara en i gänget. Men ändå vill vi ju vara med, inte bli utfrysta.
Faktum är att jag är likadan - har aldrig platsat i nåt gäng, men alltid velat tillhöra ett sammanhang. Är jag lika patetisk som Sverige???
Vid närmare eftertanke gäller detta nog inte bara Sverige och svenskar. Det är nog så att detta med att ty sig till sin egen grupp är något grundläggande, ett medfött arv från historien. Kanske just därför något som måste bekämpas desto hårdare. För historiskt är det de mångkulturella som klarat sig bäst. Och vi vill ju gärna ha det så bra som möjligt...
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Italien!
Jag har läst italienska. Mina föräldrar älskar landet. Jag gjorde en säsong i Livigno. Och kom till slutsatsen att det inte var något för mig. Denna artikel i DN belyser orsaken på nåt sätt. Jag kan inte riktigt sätta fingret på det, men det är något fundamentalt fel på ett folk som låter sig styras av Maffian. Insnöade, konservativa, främlingsfientliga bonnläppar hela högen liksom. Kan man välja mellan en kompetent medarbetare eller en idiot som på något sätt är kopplad till familjen, så väljer man familjen. Det blir inget bra... Ett helt land med SD-anhängare, typ. Patetiskt. (Läste nånstans att den typiska SD-väljaren är en man på landsbygden utan högre utbildning som inte brydde sig om politik utan bara var allmänt missnöjd. En sorglig typ. Det hade varit helt ok om han gick omkring och surade för sig själv, men hans röst förpestar livet även för dem som faktiskt både vill och kan tänka.)
Friday, April 06, 2007
Digging a hole
A year ago I began digging a hole. I didn't realize what I was doing until I had lost sight of daylight. At that point the hole was so fuckin deep it was hell crawling out. But I managed to, I just have the final step left now. It feels kind of sad leaving the hole, though, because I learned a lot while wandering around in the shadows...
The most important thing is that I can't do everything. I've managed doing lots of things, but while doing shitloads of different things you end up not really doing anything at all in the end. You need focus. But it's tough, because it means you have to prioritize, which means you have to say no to some things. I hate that, I want it all. And I want it now! (Nice tune, that one...)
So I don't climb anymore. I don't run after every single girl that happens to cross my path (or come close enough). I don't play the drums, nor guitar. I don't skate. I don't drink as much as I used to. I don't waste all my money as I used to. I don't work as much as I used to.
I have rediscovered my love of music. I have realized I actually love my friends - they are no longer a bunch of people known as "friends of mine" (or rather "people that miraculously puts up with me").
As I said, I still have that last step to take - I have to decide which life to choose. But I doubt I will make that decision until I meet Her, She who will walk with me until the end of the world.
Until then I will just enjoy life as it is. Because - life's goooood!
The most important thing is that I can't do everything. I've managed doing lots of things, but while doing shitloads of different things you end up not really doing anything at all in the end. You need focus. But it's tough, because it means you have to prioritize, which means you have to say no to some things. I hate that, I want it all. And I want it now! (Nice tune, that one...)
So I don't climb anymore. I don't run after every single girl that happens to cross my path (or come close enough). I don't play the drums, nor guitar. I don't skate. I don't drink as much as I used to. I don't waste all my money as I used to. I don't work as much as I used to.
I have rediscovered my love of music. I have realized I actually love my friends - they are no longer a bunch of people known as "friends of mine" (or rather "people that miraculously puts up with me").
As I said, I still have that last step to take - I have to decide which life to choose. But I doubt I will make that decision until I meet Her, She who will walk with me until the end of the world.
Until then I will just enjoy life as it is. Because - life's goooood!
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Facken får välförtjänt stryk
Utan att på något sätt vilja stödja en antifackrörelse á la USA, är det ändå med en genuin njutning jag läser om Byggnads som inte längre tillåts fortsätta med sin utsugning av svensk byggindustri. De har tidigare alltså snott 1,5% av alla byggarbetares lön, oavsett facklig tillhörighet, och bidragit till Sveriges osunt höga byggkostnader. "För att kontrollera lönens storlek" säger Byggnads. För att göda en självgod tyranni á la Sverige skulle jag säga.
Sverige fälldes i Europadomstolen för att ha brutit mot artikel 1 i konventionen för de mänskliga rättigheterna. Sverige! Inte någon bortglömd diktatur, utan Sverige, vars medborgare tror sig vara så moraliskt högt stående.
Heja EU!
Sverige fälldes i Europadomstolen för att ha brutit mot artikel 1 i konventionen för de mänskliga rättigheterna. Sverige! Inte någon bortglömd diktatur, utan Sverige, vars medborgare tror sig vara så moraliskt högt stående.
Heja EU!
Saturday, February 03, 2007
The best day of my life?
I just had a fantastic day. It was so good I want to make a note, a place to come back to ro re-live this day and recap this deep feel of happiness I feel right now. It's so strong, even though it's Saturday night, I'll go to bed early not wanting to be anywhere else than right here, right now.
This day started where Friday ended - in my kitchen. I had cooked a nice pasta dinner to us - me, my Mexican friend Jarmo and his Spanish friend George. Unfortunately my friend Lena couldn't make it, she became ill that Friday, and my friend Nina was buying a car. When the clock stroke Saturday, we were stuffed with pasta and had emptied two bottles of nice red wine (Ramón Bilbao (also used in the pasta sauce) and Viña Albali (a gift from George)). We've had a few drinks as well, so we were well prepaired for this fantastic Saturday. We continued the partying in town, Park Lane to be exact. It was great fun, but after a while I decided to go to Dubliner's to see my friend Sofia, who no longer lives in Gothenburg. We had great fun, but it was late and soon we took a cab to my place to sleep.
Is there anything worse than waking up all alone, with a severe hung-over, after a good night out??? Well, this morning I wasn't alone. I got up early (my father was about to pick me up at noon) and made up the dishes from the dinner (yeah, better do the shitjob as soon as possible to get it over with). I was in a silly good mood! I actually love my hangovers. I never feel sick, instead it feels like there's a soft blanket over my brain, making everything soft and mellow and just - groovy. :) I also get a nice, deep bass voice which sounds brilliant in the shower! So I was singing along, making poor Sofia wander what the hell she's done to deserve this early waking up! But she didn't complain about my the buns I served, nice, hot and crispy straight from the oven (I always have these buns I make myself in the freezer).
Then Sofia left, I played some piano and father came to pick me up. We where going to Inet Data to get me a laptop. Sure, I could have done that without my father, but he was picking up the freezer box I had used to thaw my freezer the week before. Also he's a bit of a computer geek, just like me and I had planned to go with him back to Älvängen to see my sister's kids. (It turns out they got some bug making the youngest sick, though, so I decided to stay in town in the end.)
Anyway, I bought the LG F1 laptop I had looked at for a while for my newly started firm (Auvinen Konsulting). I needed a good working tool that I could use whereever I went.
The weather this day was just awesome! February, but 7 sunny degrees and a clear blue sky. I just couldn't stay in, playing with my new toy! But Nina didn't mind driving us (in her new Mazda 3!) to some place by the sea. While waiting for her I made some food to bring along (the buns, you know, with brie, honey and wallnuts) adn then got down to Linnégatan to get me a coffee and a sandwich in the sun. Sitting at Dream Coffee I red an interesting article in Affärsvärlden about yet another bad side of the oh so overrated "swedish model". (The swedish model is about the employers and the employees together coming to an agreement about pays etc. The government doesn't need to do shit, nor the legal system. Works fine in a perfect world (just as communism would have been grand in a perfect world). And it has worked quite well historically, probably because the party which has always dominated Swedish policy - the Social Democrats - and the unions are so tightly coupled they are to be seen as one. Which of course is a severe contradiction to true democracy. (I would like to claim that Sweden historically has not been a democracy - it has in practice been a one-party dictatorship. Hopefully this can change now that they finally lost power.) Also the unions have a very strong position in Sweden, they actually do represent the vast majority of the employees. (Which, again, I would claim is not truly democratic. In a democracy, you should be able to choose wether to be a member or not yourself, but this is often not possible today. This has led to a situation where the unions (just like the Social Democratic party) have become arrogant and haught. And as we all know - pride comes before a fall...)). Anyway, the article explained how a few people in the unions and in the employers' organization control hundreds of billions of our money - the pension funds. And this is all done in a structure without insight. "A democratic deficit" as one person politely put it...
Anyway! Then came Nina and we went out for a walk in Hinsholmen. We walked out on the cliffs, talked about life, as we always tend to do, and enjoyed the buns and fruit I brought in the sunshine, looking out over the sun-lit sea. So beautiful. Then came clouds and we escaped the cold going for a spinn in the Mazda 3. Nice car, indeed!
Nina left me off at home and I unpacked all the gear I've bought and did the laundry. Then I got hungry and thought I'd invite someone over to join me eating - after all it was Saturday! But Lena was even more ill. Then Lina called! A girl I really, really like. Unfortunately she lives in Oslo, so we've just met once. But I still love talking to her. We are somehow so different but still so much alike. It's weird, but it feels really good.
After those calls it was too late to invite anyone so I cooked a tasty broccoli/blue cheese dinner for myself. But the day had been so good I didn't mind rounding it off all alone. Not a bit. I even told Jarmo I'd go to bed instead of meeting them in Nefertiti. Then I wrote this. And the day had turned over to Sunday. The end of a really, really good day.
This day started where Friday ended - in my kitchen. I had cooked a nice pasta dinner to us - me, my Mexican friend Jarmo and his Spanish friend George. Unfortunately my friend Lena couldn't make it, she became ill that Friday, and my friend Nina was buying a car. When the clock stroke Saturday, we were stuffed with pasta and had emptied two bottles of nice red wine (Ramón Bilbao (also used in the pasta sauce) and Viña Albali (a gift from George)). We've had a few drinks as well, so we were well prepaired for this fantastic Saturday. We continued the partying in town, Park Lane to be exact. It was great fun, but after a while I decided to go to Dubliner's to see my friend Sofia, who no longer lives in Gothenburg. We had great fun, but it was late and soon we took a cab to my place to sleep.
Is there anything worse than waking up all alone, with a severe hung-over, after a good night out??? Well, this morning I wasn't alone. I got up early (my father was about to pick me up at noon) and made up the dishes from the dinner (yeah, better do the shitjob as soon as possible to get it over with). I was in a silly good mood! I actually love my hangovers. I never feel sick, instead it feels like there's a soft blanket over my brain, making everything soft and mellow and just - groovy. :) I also get a nice, deep bass voice which sounds brilliant in the shower! So I was singing along, making poor Sofia wander what the hell she's done to deserve this early waking up! But she didn't complain about my the buns I served, nice, hot and crispy straight from the oven (I always have these buns I make myself in the freezer).
Then Sofia left, I played some piano and father came to pick me up. We where going to Inet Data to get me a laptop. Sure, I could have done that without my father, but he was picking up the freezer box I had used to thaw my freezer the week before. Also he's a bit of a computer geek, just like me and I had planned to go with him back to Älvängen to see my sister's kids. (It turns out they got some bug making the youngest sick, though, so I decided to stay in town in the end.)
Anyway, I bought the LG F1 laptop I had looked at for a while for my newly started firm (Auvinen Konsulting). I needed a good working tool that I could use whereever I went.
The weather this day was just awesome! February, but 7 sunny degrees and a clear blue sky. I just couldn't stay in, playing with my new toy! But Nina didn't mind driving us (in her new Mazda 3!) to some place by the sea. While waiting for her I made some food to bring along (the buns, you know, with brie, honey and wallnuts) adn then got down to Linnégatan to get me a coffee and a sandwich in the sun. Sitting at Dream Coffee I red an interesting article in Affärsvärlden about yet another bad side of the oh so overrated "swedish model". (The swedish model is about the employers and the employees together coming to an agreement about pays etc. The government doesn't need to do shit, nor the legal system. Works fine in a perfect world (just as communism would have been grand in a perfect world). And it has worked quite well historically, probably because the party which has always dominated Swedish policy - the Social Democrats - and the unions are so tightly coupled they are to be seen as one. Which of course is a severe contradiction to true democracy. (I would like to claim that Sweden historically has not been a democracy - it has in practice been a one-party dictatorship. Hopefully this can change now that they finally lost power.) Also the unions have a very strong position in Sweden, they actually do represent the vast majority of the employees. (Which, again, I would claim is not truly democratic. In a democracy, you should be able to choose wether to be a member or not yourself, but this is often not possible today. This has led to a situation where the unions (just like the Social Democratic party) have become arrogant and haught. And as we all know - pride comes before a fall...)). Anyway, the article explained how a few people in the unions and in the employers' organization control hundreds of billions of our money - the pension funds. And this is all done in a structure without insight. "A democratic deficit" as one person politely put it...
Anyway! Then came Nina and we went out for a walk in Hinsholmen. We walked out on the cliffs, talked about life, as we always tend to do, and enjoyed the buns and fruit I brought in the sunshine, looking out over the sun-lit sea. So beautiful. Then came clouds and we escaped the cold going for a spinn in the Mazda 3. Nice car, indeed!
Nina left me off at home and I unpacked all the gear I've bought and did the laundry. Then I got hungry and thought I'd invite someone over to join me eating - after all it was Saturday! But Lena was even more ill. Then Lina called! A girl I really, really like. Unfortunately she lives in Oslo, so we've just met once. But I still love talking to her. We are somehow so different but still so much alike. It's weird, but it feels really good.
After those calls it was too late to invite anyone so I cooked a tasty broccoli/blue cheese dinner for myself. But the day had been so good I didn't mind rounding it off all alone. Not a bit. I even told Jarmo I'd go to bed instead of meeting them in Nefertiti. Then I wrote this. And the day had turned over to Sunday. The end of a really, really good day.
Thursday, January 11, 2007
US treatment of prisoners
"If we were to judge the United States by its penal policies, we would perceive a strange beast: a Christian society that believes in neither forgiveness nor redemption."
Freedom and happiness
This career advice from George Monbiot is really good! Follow your guts. Don't fall into the trap of the ordinary and expected, it will only make you miserable.
Makes me wonder how long I will stay at this (in Swedish terms) big company, working for one of the biggest companies on earth...
But until I have an idea where I want to go, until I have managed to figure out what my unsettled guts really are saying, I will stay. After all, I make a good living. And I think (and I do hope!) that I'm strong enough not to become one of the living dead...
Makes me wonder how long I will stay at this (in Swedish terms) big company, working for one of the biggest companies on earth...
But until I have an idea where I want to go, until I have managed to figure out what my unsettled guts really are saying, I will stay. After all, I make a good living. And I think (and I do hope!) that I'm strong enough not to become one of the living dead...
En ljus framtid väntar oss!
I många år har företagens vinster ökat allt mer och de enda som blivit rikare har varit de som redan haft kapital (även de som finansierat kapitalet genom lån). Men nu tyder allt mer på att en vändning är att vänta. Löntagarna vill ha sin beskärda del. Detta kommer driva upp löneanspråken, vilket kommer hålla nere företagens vinster och bidra till högre räntor för att bekämpa den uppressade inflationen. Detta gör i sin tur att det blir mindre intressant att placera i aktier.
Så i framtiden kommer vi se en normalisering där uppressade företagsvärderingar (liksom huspriser) kommer anta mer normala nivåer. När detta kommer ske är omöjligt att sia om, men det kommer börja märkas under 2007. Så att gå in på aktie- eller bostadsmarknaden nu verkar vara en dålig idé. Däremot inte sagt att det är dags att lämna den, om man redan är där.
Vad innebär då detta? I vårt kapitalisthetsiga samhälle riskerar detta att tolkas som ett slut på de goda dagarna, men det vore ett misstag. Vad vi förhoppningsvis kommer se är en förmögenhetsförskjutning från de få rika till de många "vanliga", en utbrett ökad levnadsstandard. Företagen kanske får det lite tuffare, men de har å andra sidan haft det för bra för länge som det är och kommer klara sig alldeles utmärkt (även om klagovrålen kommer höras högt och länge). Samma mekanism gör att huspriserna kommer ner till rimligare nivåer (även om det kommer ta ett tag, kanske kommer absolutbeloppen aldrig minska). Rimligare bostadskostnader är något som kommer alla till del och gagnar dem som vill in på bostadsmarknaden.
Räknar vi nu dessutom in att byggföretagen i framtiden får arbeta på en konkurrensutsatt marknad som alla andra, så bidrar detta än mer till lägre priser på bostäder.
En annan aspekt är att klimatproblemen måste hanteras. Det enda sättet är troligen en koldioxidransonering (George Monbiot - Heat) vilket kommer leda till mindre resor och transporter och dessutom till en förmögenhetsutjämning (eftersom de rika måste köpa ransoner av de fattiga).
Sammanfattat: Levnadsstandardarden kommer öka eftersom de rika tvingas ge av sitt överskott. Tillväxten så som den mäts idag kommer kanske öka mindre snabbt, men befolkningens välbefinnande kommer öka desto snabbare.
Så i framtiden kommer vi se en normalisering där uppressade företagsvärderingar (liksom huspriser) kommer anta mer normala nivåer. När detta kommer ske är omöjligt att sia om, men det kommer börja märkas under 2007. Så att gå in på aktie- eller bostadsmarknaden nu verkar vara en dålig idé. Däremot inte sagt att det är dags att lämna den, om man redan är där.
Vad innebär då detta? I vårt kapitalisthetsiga samhälle riskerar detta att tolkas som ett slut på de goda dagarna, men det vore ett misstag. Vad vi förhoppningsvis kommer se är en förmögenhetsförskjutning från de få rika till de många "vanliga", en utbrett ökad levnadsstandard. Företagen kanske får det lite tuffare, men de har å andra sidan haft det för bra för länge som det är och kommer klara sig alldeles utmärkt (även om klagovrålen kommer höras högt och länge). Samma mekanism gör att huspriserna kommer ner till rimligare nivåer (även om det kommer ta ett tag, kanske kommer absolutbeloppen aldrig minska). Rimligare bostadskostnader är något som kommer alla till del och gagnar dem som vill in på bostadsmarknaden.
Räknar vi nu dessutom in att byggföretagen i framtiden får arbeta på en konkurrensutsatt marknad som alla andra, så bidrar detta än mer till lägre priser på bostäder.
En annan aspekt är att klimatproblemen måste hanteras. Det enda sättet är troligen en koldioxidransonering (George Monbiot - Heat) vilket kommer leda till mindre resor och transporter och dessutom till en förmögenhetsutjämning (eftersom de rika måste köpa ransoner av de fattiga).
Sammanfattat: Levnadsstandardarden kommer öka eftersom de rika tvingas ge av sitt överskott. Tillväxten så som den mäts idag kommer kanske öka mindre snabbt, men befolkningens välbefinnande kommer öka desto snabbare.
Tuesday, January 02, 2007
Det kommer göra ont...
Omställningen till en långsiktigt hållbar politik kommer kännas och märkas av oss alla. Nu när vi vet vad som krävs för att mänskligheten (och planeten) ska överleva gäller det att politikerna är handlingskraftiga. Och modiga!
Men, för att citera Staffan Laestadius, författaren till länkad artikel från SvD:
"Att skapa förutsättningar för en industriell omvandling som anpassar sig till vad jorden tål är inte ett hot - utan ett löfte om långsiktig överlevnad."
Men, för att citera Staffan Laestadius, författaren till länkad artikel från SvD:
"Att skapa förutsättningar för en industriell omvandling som anpassar sig till vad jorden tål är inte ett hot - utan ett löfte om långsiktig överlevnad."
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