Am Anfang war das Wort. Es war es auch am Ende. Rauch steigt auf über den Dächern der Stadt. Fenster sind eingeschlagen. Autos abgebrannt. Hamburg, kann eine Perle eigentlich auch verkohlen? Man rief, man schrie, man schlug, man sprayte zurück. Wasser mit Hochdruck, gebt euch alle einen Ruck! Mut ist nicht zu allen Mitteln zu […]Read more "G20"
Paradoxical behaviour is not always hypocrisy. In fact, the over-inflationary use of the term hypocrisy is but the well-intentioned yet misinformed expression of a culture in which saving face is paramount. If you’re resolute, if you’re steadfast, if you have a clear idea of who you are and what you stand for, the world admires […]Read more "In defense of paradoxical behaviour"
Of all things that irritate me, the worst must be this: that a thought has to be thought anew over and over again: by different people and by the same. At once evoked, the next moment forgotten. Thoughts recurring, the thinker sometimes unaware of their recurrence. I can repeat a truth a thousand times. As […]Read more "On recurring thoughts"
I woke up one morning and didn’t recognize what I had become. What was my reason to get up, to shower, to brush my teeth, to dress, to step outside and lock the door behind me? I used to love skipping stones on the river. I wasn’t very good at it, but my father used […]Read more "What’s the essence? (Mardi Gras)"
Dear friends, it would be much more exciting to call for a brandishing of swords and a lighting of torches. However, I’ve had enough of that vocabulary as of late and so shall refrain from using it myself. What needs to be done right now is not the aggression of everyone vaguely not of our […]Read more "Saving America"
It is Christmas time. People are celebrating the birth of a leader. The same kind of personality cult known of Stalinism and presently still practiced in North Korea. What is bewildering to me, is the fact that even if the Bible weren’t fiction and even if Jesus lived, the accounts of his life in no […]Read more "Lest we forget that religion is at the forefront of misery"
Berlin is a city like a trombone. Its fluidity, its very existence, is owed to a constant va-et-vient. The city has about 3.5 million inhabitants. Loneliness is what most people cite as the reason they feel ill at ease. It is a city caught between innovation and nostalgia for a myriad of different time periods and […]Read more "On the condition of this city"