Blessed be my bad English

.... ' cause otherwise I'd bore you with a bloody long story.

Trust me, though: Life is dangling on a string.

Everyone's life.

Yes, yours too.

So, why not trying to make the best of what is dangling on a string?

Hm?

The peace of the night.

Not bucking fastards but ...

.... fucking bastards!!

Impressions d'une pleine lune

What a magic discovery ...

to see that my erected middlefinger
is able ...

 

to cause a lunar eclipse.

Juggling the Moon

Fully freed

And here the fitting song from Antonín Dvořák's Rusalka. 

Silver moon upon the deep dark sky,
Through the vast night pierce your rays.
This sleeping world you wander by,
Smiling on men's homes and ways.
Oh moon ere past you glide, tell me,
Tell me, oh where does my loved one bide?
Oh moon ere past you glide, tell me
Tell me, oh where does my loved one bide?
Tell him, oh tell him, my silver moon,
Mine are the arms that shall hold him,
That between waking and sleeping he may
Think of the love that enfolds him,
May between waking and sleeping
Think of the love that enfolds him.
Light his path far away, light his path,
Tell him, oh tell him who does for him stay!
Human soul, should it dream of me,
Let my memory wakened be.
Moon, moon, oh do not wane, do not wane,
Moon, oh moon, do not wane....

Silberner Mond du am Himmelszelt,
strahlst auf uns nieder voll Liebe.
Still schwebst du über Wald und Feld,
blickst auf der Menschheit Getriebe.
Oh Mond, verweile, bleibe,
sage mir doch, wo mein Schatz weile.
Sage ihm, Wandrer im Himmelsraum,
ich würde seiner gedenken: mög' er,
verzaubert vom Morgentraum,
seine Gedanken mir schenken.
O leucht ihm, wo er auch sei,
leucht ihm hell, sag ihm, dass ich ihn liebe.
Sieht der Mensch mich im Traumgesicht,
wach' er auf, meiner gedenkend.
O Mond, entfliehe nicht, entfliehe nicht!

Caught!

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Visions & Beliefs [...]

[...] Superstitions

Lough Derg

Lady Gregory

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Key to Demorkneycy ?

If when it comes to politics you tend to roll your eyes, shrug your shoulders and say 'I don't care about politics / I am unpolitical / I can't change anything, anyway / The world is as it is / Politicians are selfish bucking fastards ... etc. etc. -  ahem: all these are political comments.
It's the polis where politics begins.
Actually, it begins within your four walls.
No?

Oh well, then hurry on to the next most thrilling blog.

End of the beforegoing.

"High quality education … support for vulnerable people … ferry services for our scattered communities … waste collection … roads maintenance … council housing.

Just some of the many services run by your local Council. Our work touches almost every aspect of life across Orkney. As we prepare for Tough Times and Tough Choices I’m posing six questions on this blog.  There is a reply form below for your ideas and suggestions. I look forward to hearing from you."

A Council Convenor's introducing 75 (!) words to - what I think - a remarkable blog.

Why (would I make a post of this)?

Well, the other day I took the time and read all - yes: all - contributions re 

- priorities
- roads
- education
- transport
- care
- other ideas

and afterwards thought: that's an interesting attempt.
What a feedback. If only  Orkney's elected representatives will take serious what those wrote they are representing. This blog is a chance! Do they know?
 
Now are the Orkney islands inhabited by approximately 20,000 people, about as many as are living in the little town where I was born once in the past millennium.
Such 'thing' wouldn't work in London, New York, Tokyo, hm? Not to speak of Great Britain, the U.S.A., Japan etc., let alone India and China.


Well, it would. At least, it could.
It's - repeating myself - the polis where politics begins.
Actually, it begins within your four walls.
No? 

End of the beforegoing.

Following the links given above you will find one contributor writing:

It is quite obvious that this entire blog has only been set up to give the impression that 'we' are somehow part of whatever solution the council comes up with and so are helping to decide our own fate. This is not actually the case. [...]

I wish s/he (who in the following wrote down some good thoughts) were wrong; because - repeating myself - if  Orkney's elected representatives will take serious what those said they are representing, they will be giving evidence of that they understood what they are: representatives.


End of the beforegoing:

And here a tiny service for those visitors from the U.S.A. who normally watch Fox News and only accidentally landed at Omnium and would not immediately know the whereabouts of the Orkneys.
 

 Got it?

 

Potatoes in Love

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Irish Wake Amusements

Finnegans Wake

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Irish crime stories

without blood

Alessandro Baricco

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Charles Bukowski

John Millington Synge

Who cares about a dot, hm?

Friday is Skyday

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(A) Divine Comedy

Gargantua and Pantagruel
waiting for Godot

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Things fall apart

Waiting for the barbarians

The barbarians are coming*

(a bit) about the authors:

Chinua Achebe

J.M.Coetzee

Jean Ziegler

* Could not find this book in English. Its complete title reads:  

The Barbarians are Coming: Capitalism and Organised Crime

Withering Heights

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The Future of the Third World

Toxin Export

Things fall apart

Time of lawlessness

War or what else?

How to fill nine billion bellies

... or not?

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Nirwana Blues

A pity Youth does not last

Yeats is dead

Faithful departed

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Terra Nostra

A Planet gets plundered

(a bit) about the authors:

Carlos Fuentes

Herbert Gruhl

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The Road to Brightcity:

A

Long

Way

Down

(a bit) about the authors:
Máirtín Ó'Cadhain
Nick Hornby

Hört, hört!

Friday is Skyday

A voice like a honed pebble

Question to my Irish friends: Is the gentleman raising his arm to greet Luke Kelly at second eight Brian Friel?

Dream a little Dream

What about Order 81, Mr. Obama II

The blogging world is ... interesting.

June 23, 2009, I posted the following: What about Order 81, Mr. Obama?

About one month later, out of the blue, within a couple of minutes I got more than 200 visitors, among them two employees of homeland-security (what a waste of tax-payers money, hm?) and, of course, St. Louis, Monsanto).
That's much for a micro-blogger who does not do anything to catch attention as the few readers/commenters could testify.

What's interesting: I did not count, but there have been some hundreds of visitors since and ... none of them commented.

Means?
Too many links?
And what about those who followed the links?
Ah, not interesting enough, hm? Not interesting enough for the average US-American, hm? [almost 100 % of the visitors were visitors from the U.S.A..]   

Anyway, here's my question, again: What about Order 81, Mr. Obama?

PS: If following the links, reading and understanding them turns out being too difficult, you are forgiven. ...  Maybe, you should invite your friends ... for a tea-party.

The peace of the night.

Guantobamano

A Pentagon report requested by President Obama on the conditions at the Guantanamo Bay detention center concluded that the prison complies with the humane-treatment requirements of the Geneva Convention. But it makes recommendations for improvements including increasing human contact for the prisoners, according to two government officials who have read parts of it.
Full New York Times-article here.

So, 2 (in words: two) government officials - unnamed, and thus inofficial - on 'reading parts of it', already know enough to state that Geneva Rules are being met at Guantánamo.

Interesting.

The gentlemen Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld et al. - altogether (war-) criminals who, under different conditions, perhaps would enjoy the pleasures of life in a Russian gulag or a Chinese re-education camp  - never said anything different.

Now I am looking forward to Mr. Obama's reaction.

In case Mr. Obama shares the opinion of the mentioned criminals by agreeing to the Pentagon Report and therefore deciding to not close Guantánamo as declared during his election campaign, we get following analogy:





Here - due to my exquisite rudimental English -  on 22 February at 23:54 this became a draft and - has been one since.

Today, 61 years after Germany got attacked by Poland - ahem: got it, dear reader? - I think is a fine date to let the draft become a post.

The U.S.A. and the Terrorism

On such a nice day I don't feel like commenting a speech which - once again freely adapting Thoreau - a ready wit could have written a twelvemonth beforehand with sufficient accuracy.

Instead, I let you alone with a terrific ready wit.

Just take your time. It's worth it.