Why is J. Johnson so famous?
Why are Italian voters so damned stubborn?
Why does every sunday newspaper bullshit about food recipes?
Why are Germans so stiff?
Why will the Olympics take place in Beijing?
Why is London so expensive?
Why do Turkish men drive only BMW cars?
Why do Swiss people talk so funny any of the languages they are supposed to know?
Why is Venice so empty?
Why is San Francisco so far away?
Why does Haneke make another "Funny Games"?
Why doesn´t my flatmate like cats?
Why is Lausitzerstrasse always on the spot?
Sunday, May 25, 2008
I talk to the wind
There is no reason in drinking so much...there is not even a need for it...it just happens...I am really proud of myself tonight because at half past 2 I took the way home...
The new album from Portishead does not belong to the present, not even to the future...such a huge disappointment...
I miss playing, laughing, being in vacation and she. Period.
The new album from Portishead does not belong to the present, not even to the future...such a huge disappointment...
I miss playing, laughing, being in vacation and she. Period.
Friday, May 23, 2008
Recent readings
Vonnegut - Slaughterhouse-Five
Arendt - Eichmann in Jerusalem
McEwan - On Chesil Beach
McEwan - Enduring Love
Hobsbawm - On the Edge of the New Century
Arendt - Eichmann in Jerusalem
McEwan - On Chesil Beach
McEwan - Enduring Love
Hobsbawm - On the Edge of the New Century
Thursday, May 22, 2008
Posting and being posted...
"I think most people who maintain blogs are doing it for some of the same reasons I do: they like the idea that there’s a place where a record of their existence is kept — a house with an always-open door where people who are looking for you can check on you, compare notes with you and tell you what they think of you."
Have a look
Have a look
Monday, May 19, 2008
Bemerkungen um ein langweiliges Leben
I smoked a cigarette this afternoon while working and met by chance an italian girl who is working in another Insitute, just in front of mine. She studied the same as I, in the same small and depressing city (Forlí) but started three years and a half ago. Well, you know what happened, she asked me if she could use the informal language with me (in German you can either use the second singular person - informal - or the third plural - formal...in italian is something similar)...
Do I look so old? Serious I do look for sure...that is more a feeling than a anything else...anyway it has been really surprising...
Actually I have been talking with a couple of friends about my dark circles around the eyes on saturday night...apparently some people think already they are a sort of permanent feature of my look...that is probably true but kind of sad at the same time...
Is there a way to get rid of those? Is there a way to be 27 years old and not think that the best is somehow gone, at some point of somebody´s life that we are not actually able to remember?
It would be cool to be like the main character of this book I am reading: able to let his mind fly back and forth throughout his own life, having consciousness of what went first and what afterwards, but in the condition of flying back to some older moments and consider them again...(by the way, the book is from Vonnegut and I am not sure this character looks really "normal"...enough of this).
The history of Riga and Charchow today, Peter the Great tomorrow...the only 2 new issues I am coping with so far...peace.
Do I look so old? Serious I do look for sure...that is more a feeling than a anything else...anyway it has been really surprising...
Actually I have been talking with a couple of friends about my dark circles around the eyes on saturday night...apparently some people think already they are a sort of permanent feature of my look...that is probably true but kind of sad at the same time...
Is there a way to get rid of those? Is there a way to be 27 years old and not think that the best is somehow gone, at some point of somebody´s life that we are not actually able to remember?
It would be cool to be like the main character of this book I am reading: able to let his mind fly back and forth throughout his own life, having consciousness of what went first and what afterwards, but in the condition of flying back to some older moments and consider them again...(by the way, the book is from Vonnegut and I am not sure this character looks really "normal"...enough of this).
The history of Riga and Charchow today, Peter the Great tomorrow...the only 2 new issues I am coping with so far...peace.
Friday, May 16, 2008
I'm waiting for the train
Subway that only goes one way
The stupid thing that'll come to pull us apart
And make everybody late
You spent everything you had
Wanted everything to stop that bad
Now I'm a crashed credit card registered to Smith -
Not the name that you called me with
You turned white like a saint
I'm tired of dancing on a pot of gold-flaked paint
Oh we're so very precious, you and I
And everything that you do makes me want to die
Oh I just told the biggest lie
I just told the biggest lie
The biggest lie
Subway that only goes one way
The stupid thing that'll come to pull us apart
And make everybody late
You spent everything you had
Wanted everything to stop that bad
Now I'm a crashed credit card registered to Smith -
Not the name that you called me with
You turned white like a saint
I'm tired of dancing on a pot of gold-flaked paint
Oh we're so very precious, you and I
And everything that you do makes me want to die
Oh I just told the biggest lie
I just told the biggest lie
The biggest lie
Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
You vanish with no guile
And I will not pay
But the soul can wait
The soul can wait
Well it is still pretty wet
With all these leaks
We’ll be fine
We’ll be fine
But if it’s still pretty wet
With all these leaks
We'll be fine, oh
And supervised
Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
And you vanish with no guile
And I will not pay
But the soul can wait
I felt you so much today
I know you try
You tried straight into my heart
You fly straight into my heart
Girl, I know you try
You fly straight into my heart
You fly straight into my heart
But here comes the fault...
So much for make believe, I'm not sold
So much of dreams deceive, I'm not prepared to know
Your heart makes me feel
Your heart makes me bold
For always and ever, I'll never let go
Always concealed
Safe and inside, alive!
Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
In a passion it broke
I pull the black from the grey
But the soul can wait
I felt you so much today...
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
You vanish with no guile
And I will not pay
But the soul can wait
The soul can wait
Well it is still pretty wet
With all these leaks
We’ll be fine
We’ll be fine
But if it’s still pretty wet
With all these leaks
We'll be fine, oh
And supervised
Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
And you vanish with no guile
And I will not pay
But the soul can wait
I felt you so much today
I know you try
You tried straight into my heart
You fly straight into my heart
Girl, I know you try
You fly straight into my heart
You fly straight into my heart
But here comes the fault...
So much for make believe, I'm not sold
So much of dreams deceive, I'm not prepared to know
Your heart makes me feel
Your heart makes me bold
For always and ever, I'll never let go
Always concealed
Safe and inside, alive!
Show me the dirt pile
And I will pray that the soul can take
Three stowaways
In a passion it broke
I pull the black from the grey
But the soul can wait
I felt you so much today...
Saturday, May 10, 2008
Back on track
I moved in the new apartement with my friend Marthe...the flat is soo huge and sunny and empty in equal parts...
I live in hier, in the most turkish part of Berlin , apparently...
University began again and the courses are much better, now that I finally managed to change the main subject and landed to history, leaving the boring stuff about path dependency, insitutionalism and transition/transformation...fuck yeah!
I have been in Spain for a week, visited so many beautiful places, that I could hardly believe it! Sevilla is an amazing city, I think I would like to fall in love again in that city, if that is ever gonna happen...the sea, the food, my friends there, the dry and sunny weather have been amazing...I would higly recommend to update your priority list concerning travels and find a way to plan a visit to Andalusia: it just rocks!
The new apartment has a small but cozy extra room, so if you want to come and stay in Berlin for a while, you know you just have to let me know on time and you are welcome.
Working and studying and working keeps me busy and that is all I can wish for myself right now...the rest will come someday.
I guess that is it!
take care.
I live in hier, in the most turkish part of Berlin , apparently...
University began again and the courses are much better, now that I finally managed to change the main subject and landed to history, leaving the boring stuff about path dependency, insitutionalism and transition/transformation...fuck yeah!
I have been in Spain for a week, visited so many beautiful places, that I could hardly believe it! Sevilla is an amazing city, I think I would like to fall in love again in that city, if that is ever gonna happen...the sea, the food, my friends there, the dry and sunny weather have been amazing...I would higly recommend to update your priority list concerning travels and find a way to plan a visit to Andalusia: it just rocks!
The new apartment has a small but cozy extra room, so if you want to come and stay in Berlin for a while, you know you just have to let me know on time and you are welcome.
Working and studying and working keeps me busy and that is all I can wish for myself right now...the rest will come someday.
I guess that is it!
take care.
Tuesday, April 22, 2008
I have been woking for eight days in a row...in the last five did not sleep more than 4 hours on the average...But I have been in Budapest, that is actually a city with some rare magic...I think it is on the top three of my favourite European cities...
The faces of people over there, especially those who are a bit older (60), speak about history, changes, the time going by...I could sit for hours in a cafe in Pest and just look at the faces of the guests...
I will do it soon, and if any of you wants to join me, you are welcome...
I have been five days away from Berlin and as soon as you are back, you realize how many people are just taking drugs as a way (the only one)to enjoy their free time...I find it so boring, oh man...
Yesterday I have been to the concert of this girl, it was fine...but once more my friends and I had to discuss with some super boring German guests, who think they should have the same silence at the concert like the one they get listening the Cd at their boring, Ikea styled, with fucking Beck´s filled up apartments...shame on them and vive la vie!
Flying to Spain in one hour, trying to sum up some reasoning out of this six weeks of work and alcohol as never in my life before...she is still there all around me, cannot avoid that from happening...she is there whenever a small bite of beauty comes to me, when something extraordinary happens, when something very ordinary happens, when I am happy, when I am lonely, when I think I am over and I am not...lately she comes in my dreams pretty frequently too...
She does not know that, I do not dare to ask how she is or what she is doing there..I am so scared, really really scared, man how scared I am, that she is doing great..I am scared that some days (too) soon she will be back here and show me once more she is all I would like to have from a woman...I know it is still like that, but at least there is no visual implications so far...
The faces of people over there, especially those who are a bit older (60), speak about history, changes, the time going by...I could sit for hours in a cafe in Pest and just look at the faces of the guests...
I will do it soon, and if any of you wants to join me, you are welcome...
I have been five days away from Berlin and as soon as you are back, you realize how many people are just taking drugs as a way (the only one)to enjoy their free time...I find it so boring, oh man...
Yesterday I have been to the concert of this girl, it was fine...but once more my friends and I had to discuss with some super boring German guests, who think they should have the same silence at the concert like the one they get listening the Cd at their boring, Ikea styled, with fucking Beck´s filled up apartments...shame on them and vive la vie!
Flying to Spain in one hour, trying to sum up some reasoning out of this six weeks of work and alcohol as never in my life before...she is still there all around me, cannot avoid that from happening...she is there whenever a small bite of beauty comes to me, when something extraordinary happens, when something very ordinary happens, when I am happy, when I am lonely, when I think I am over and I am not...lately she comes in my dreams pretty frequently too...
She does not know that, I do not dare to ask how she is or what she is doing there..I am so scared, really really scared, man how scared I am, that she is doing great..I am scared that some days (too) soon she will be back here and show me once more she is all I would like to have from a woman...I know it is still like that, but at least there is no visual implications so far...
Thursday, March 27, 2008
You say sadness, I say sure
Bad thoughts running around at night,
A sense of inappropriate emptiness,
A creeping obsession with the past,
A loss of time,
Classes not taken,
Packs of cigarettes smoked,
once more,
The silence all around,
in the office, home, on the street
a telephone ringing
but very seldom,
calls from the old same good people.
An anger sedated only by loads of drinks,
every second day, since ages.
A sense of inappropriate emptiness,
A creeping obsession with the past,
A loss of time,
Classes not taken,
Packs of cigarettes smoked,
once more,
The silence all around,
in the office, home, on the street
a telephone ringing
but very seldom,
calls from the old same good people.
An anger sedated only by loads of drinks,
every second day, since ages.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
New Stuff I Have Been Lately Listening To
Mission of Burma - Signals, Calls, and Marches
Adele - 19
The Kills - Midnight Boom
The Gutter Twins - Saturnalia
Turandot - Puccini
Adele - 19
The Kills - Midnight Boom
The Gutter Twins - Saturnalia
Turandot - Puccini
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Spiritual - Soulsavers
Jesus, I don't wanna die alone
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
My love was untrue
Now all I have is you
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
Jesus, I don't wanna die alone
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
My love was untrue
Now all I have is you
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
Jesus, Jesus
All my trouble
All my pain
Will leave me once again alone
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
My love was untrue
Now all I have is you
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
Jesus, I don't wanna die alone
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
My love was untrue
Now all I have is you
Jesus oh Jesus I don't wanna die alone
Jesus, Jesus
All my trouble
All my pain
Will leave me once again alone
Monday, March 17, 2008
Zwischen alten und neuen Sachen fühlt sich man einsam
Love - Love
The Walkabouts - Train leaves at eight
Soulsavers - It is not how far you fall it´s the way you land
The Drones - Wait Long By The River And The Bodies Of Your Enemies Will Float By
Love - Da Capo
Stephen Malkmus - Real Emotional Trash
The Walkabouts - Train leaves at eight
Soulsavers - It is not how far you fall it´s the way you land
The Drones - Wait Long By The River And The Bodies Of Your Enemies Will Float By
Love - Da Capo
Stephen Malkmus - Real Emotional Trash
Sunday, March 16, 2008
17th is my number
Today is March, the 17th...
1. March, the 17th 2006: I came to Berlin with luggage, a guitar and 600 euro.
2. February, the 17th 2007: I ended my European voluntary project.
3. March, the 17th 2007: I took a flight from Düsseldorf to Sydney.
4. April, the 17th 2007: I came back in Hamburg
5. November, the 17th 2007: instead of enjoying an Interpol concert, we decided to take a break.
6. February, the 17th 2008: she left Berlin for Bologna.
7. March, the 17th 2008: I am back from a two-days-trip in Hamburg and think I miss it all.
1. March, the 17th 2006: I came to Berlin with luggage, a guitar and 600 euro.
2. February, the 17th 2007: I ended my European voluntary project.
3. March, the 17th 2007: I took a flight from Düsseldorf to Sydney.
4. April, the 17th 2007: I came back in Hamburg
5. November, the 17th 2007: instead of enjoying an Interpol concert, we decided to take a break.
6. February, the 17th 2008: she left Berlin for Bologna.
7. March, the 17th 2008: I am back from a two-days-trip in Hamburg and think I miss it all.
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Tuesday in the Gneisenaustrasse
There have been no great news in the last period...
The best I can write is as follows:
I am going to Hamburg on Saturday morning for the week-end...unfortunately alone.
I bought a cool bicycle today: Spring is coming....
I saw Band of Horses in a club yesterday: I liked them, and my eyes got even wet a couple of times...
I am going to Spain in April for a week, by myself...
I do not like the last album by Nick Cave and the B.S....boring...
I am not going to Italy until August, fortunately.
The song "Revival" by the Soulsavers, with M. Lanegan singing is hitting my head non-stop since Saturday night...and it is cool...
I want to see a W.Allen´s movie I have not seen yet.
I deserve more good sex.
I am still in love.
The best I can write is as follows:
I am going to Hamburg on Saturday morning for the week-end...unfortunately alone.
I bought a cool bicycle today: Spring is coming....
I saw Band of Horses in a club yesterday: I liked them, and my eyes got even wet a couple of times...
I am going to Spain in April for a week, by myself...
I do not like the last album by Nick Cave and the B.S....boring...
I am not going to Italy until August, fortunately.
The song "Revival" by the Soulsavers, with M. Lanegan singing is hitting my head non-stop since Saturday night...and it is cool...
I want to see a W.Allen´s movie I have not seen yet.
I deserve more good sex.
I am still in love.
Sunday, March 09, 2008
Tuesday, March 04, 2008
slippery slippery slippery slope
Don't walk the plank like I did
You will be dispensed with
When you've become inconvenient
In the harrowdown hill
Where you went to school
That's where I am
That's where I'm lying down
Did I fall or was I pushed?
Did I fall or was I pushed?
And where's the blood?
And where's the blood?
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes
We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it
So don't ask me
Ask the ministry
Don't ask me
Ask the ministry
We think the same things at the same time
There are so many of us
So you can't count
We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count
Can you see me when I'm running?
Can you see me when I'm running?
Away from them
I can't take their pressure
No one cares if you live or die
They just want me gone
They want me gone
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes
We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it
We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count
It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
I feel me slipping in and out of consciousness
You will be dispensed with
When you've become inconvenient
In the harrowdown hill
Where you went to school
That's where I am
That's where I'm lying down
Did I fall or was I pushed?
Did I fall or was I pushed?
And where's the blood?
And where's the blood?
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes
We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it
So don't ask me
Ask the ministry
Don't ask me
Ask the ministry
We think the same things at the same time
There are so many of us
So you can't count
We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count
Can you see me when I'm running?
Can you see me when I'm running?
Away from them
I can't take their pressure
No one cares if you live or die
They just want me gone
They want me gone
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
To make it all right
So dry your eyes
We think the same things at the same time
We just cant do anything about it
We think the same things at the same time
There are too many of us
So you can't count
It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
It was a slippery slippery slippery slope
I feel me slipping in and out of consciousness
Monday, March 03, 2008
Monday in the Zossener strasse
I am sitting in a cafe, pretending to have something to do with my mac...my external hard drive broke up...pictures gone, music gone...realized that it is no good thing to have such a big part of your own memories stuck in a stupi sequence of 0 1 0 1...
Pretty awkward from me...
I hope everybody is doing better that I do.
Pretty awkward from me...
I hope everybody is doing better that I do.
Friday, February 29, 2008
Friday, just before the beginning of the end
I am nervous...for no reason, but nervous....and this week-end looks like a pretty boring one...I miss almost everything I got a year ago...and the few good new things I have got are definitely not enough...
Mr. Berlusconi is still able to tell so many bullshits in one hour...amazing...I guess he has no contender in this special field...
Mr. Berlusconi is still able to tell so many bullshits in one hour...amazing...I guess he has no contender in this special field...
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
they tell us all the time that change is the answer, but there are moments in our life when we should feel/realize that we have all you want ...why then not taking things for what they wonderfully are, damned....why why why...???
Because we are afraid of once-for-all choices.........alternative, open, brand new, doomed, replacable, limited in time...all these adjectives are very popular and over rated nowadays, think about it...apparently we do have to think that everything can be better, all the time...I would like to hear, at least once from time to time, that we are not - fortunately - gonna live forever; that the best, maybe, is yet to come but that the best is not the absolute, is not the fucking dream that comes true...
Decisions should be taken, risks should be taken too!...once in a lifetime speeches should be screamed...and honesty should play the main role on the fucking stage of everybody´s own life...
Please, let us stop thinking that there will always be something better, cooler or whatever you say...
Because it is true that there it could be, but at the same time that is NOT gonna happen, ever...because the best is just what we have in this fucking, actual, tough - but real - life and not something sponsored by mastercard rather than easy jet...
The dream should be to do our best and not to expect the best from the universe, damned you kids born with Nutella, Barbie/Kenn and Coca Cola....
I wish to all of you to feel expirable for a second...it helps landing back on this planet...
Because we are afraid of once-for-all choices.........alternative, open, brand new, doomed, replacable, limited in time...all these adjectives are very popular and over rated nowadays, think about it...apparently we do have to think that everything can be better, all the time...I would like to hear, at least once from time to time, that we are not - fortunately - gonna live forever; that the best, maybe, is yet to come but that the best is not the absolute, is not the fucking dream that comes true...
Decisions should be taken, risks should be taken too!...once in a lifetime speeches should be screamed...and honesty should play the main role on the fucking stage of everybody´s own life...
Please, let us stop thinking that there will always be something better, cooler or whatever you say...
Because it is true that there it could be, but at the same time that is NOT gonna happen, ever...because the best is just what we have in this fucking, actual, tough - but real - life and not something sponsored by mastercard rather than easy jet...
The dream should be to do our best and not to expect the best from the universe, damned you kids born with Nutella, Barbie/Kenn and Coca Cola....
I wish to all of you to feel expirable for a second...it helps landing back on this planet...
Monday, February 25, 2008
Unkoordinierte Gedanken
Three weeks ago I left them on the table of a bar, just like that...did not realize I had lost them until it was two in the morning...I had to sleep at the restaurant...
Two weeks ago I left them home, but at least this time I thought about it all of the sudden...could not do anything, though since I had to go to work...but fortunately I met a girl that evening and spent the night at her place...
Today I left them home, once more: only when I went back from shopping I noticed my keys were not in my pocket...
I learnt to open my door without them (it is easier than you think, as long as your door is old-fashioned) and also to leave a copy in a safe place somewhere else...at least that, no?
Where is my mind?
Two weeks ago I left them home, but at least this time I thought about it all of the sudden...could not do anything, though since I had to go to work...but fortunately I met a girl that evening and spent the night at her place...
Today I left them home, once more: only when I went back from shopping I noticed my keys were not in my pocket...
I learnt to open my door without them (it is easier than you think, as long as your door is old-fashioned) and also to leave a copy in a safe place somewhere else...at least that, no?
Where is my mind?
Friday, February 22, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
feathers, strings, whiskers...no focus...
When as a kid it happened to me to feel lonesome, I was sure that i could talk with my pillow: I talked for hours, i was sure that it could listen and keep my thoughts for the best...I am not sure I still have the same one, though i still have one with feathers...it is unlikely that it is the same...
When I grew up a bit, I started thinking that I could do the same with my guitar, which I was playing so much that it could have even made sense...it got a name, but no clear personality, unfortunately...
After the guitar came the cats: first mine then my girlfriend´s, this last one being the most relaxed creature of the planet...that is why I thought it could be a good listener...may he was...for sure not a good advisor...
In the last years I lost confidence in this kind of confessions, and though you could think that it is better so, I strongly doubt about it...Right now I am looking all around in my room, while listening the National from 2005, considering which object should be next...or should I get another cat?
That is the reason why since months I am having a conversation with myself: it is mostly a try to get some questions answered, always the same few in the end; it usually starts early in the morning, experiences a couple of long breaks during the day due to work or reading/studying, keeps on till late at night...yesterday I was so into the conversation while having sex...scaring.
It seems my mind is still floating somewhere else as my immanent reality, for most of the time it tries to function properly...
I am going to Budapest for work between the 18th and the 2oth of April...if anybody wants an apartment in Berlin for a week-end in spring, just let me know.
When I grew up a bit, I started thinking that I could do the same with my guitar, which I was playing so much that it could have even made sense...it got a name, but no clear personality, unfortunately...
After the guitar came the cats: first mine then my girlfriend´s, this last one being the most relaxed creature of the planet...that is why I thought it could be a good listener...may he was...for sure not a good advisor...
In the last years I lost confidence in this kind of confessions, and though you could think that it is better so, I strongly doubt about it...Right now I am looking all around in my room, while listening the National from 2005, considering which object should be next...or should I get another cat?
That is the reason why since months I am having a conversation with myself: it is mostly a try to get some questions answered, always the same few in the end; it usually starts early in the morning, experiences a couple of long breaks during the day due to work or reading/studying, keeps on till late at night...yesterday I was so into the conversation while having sex...scaring.
It seems my mind is still floating somewhere else as my immanent reality, for most of the time it tries to function properly...
I am going to Budapest for work between the 18th and the 2oth of April...if anybody wants an apartment in Berlin for a week-end in spring, just let me know.
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
Our new Master Programme in European Studies: ONLINE!
A 2-year master programme starts in September 2008. If you are interested or think somebody you know could be, please forward this link.
We have candies and chocolate bars waiting for you, if you help us!
We have candies and chocolate bars waiting for you, if you help us!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
A couple of thoughts and a playlist
1. We all read in the news how women are still victims of violence, and not just in Sudan rather than in Pakistan...
The more I spend time along with them, the more I realize how many suffer from some form of violence.
Out of the three women I have been truly in love with, two suffered from violence - and not because of me, obviously (!).
In both cases it has NOT just been a slap in the face...
The number of other girls/friends of mine that have been victims of violence is huge...I guess more than an handful, and the more I spend time with friends, the more I find out about new disgusting stories...
So while I was walking in Prenzlauer Berg at five in the morning, right after having heard about the next bad story, I asked myself why on earth it is like that....and could not come out with any explanation but that the percentage of male motherfuckers in this planet is pretty high...are women in some ways exaggerating? I would not think so...
2.EU is so a bad example on how an international organization should manage its foreign policy...whether this decision of free choice for the recognition of Kosova is a wise move or not, we will probably find out in a week...whether there may have been another viable option, I am not sure...but with Spain and Romania (the 2 countries representing a seventh of the EU population) refusing the recognition, while France and Germany do, does not sound good news at all for the incoming Common Foreign Policy of the "renewed" EU...
3. The conservative vicepresident of the European Commission, Mr. Frattini, has a plan to create a pretty selective system for letting people in the EU; he also pushes for a database of migrants coming to EU...in Germany people and newspapers discussed about the plan, critizising the intellectual basis of it too...I would say it is not the best side of the EU, this one which is coming out...and when it does come from a close friend of Mr. Berlusconi is even worse.
4.Barry Adamson - Oedipus Schmoedipus
Laury Hill - Ms Hill
Thom Yorke - Complete Eraser Remixes.
Baby Dee - Safe Inside the Day
Sixteen Horsepower - Olden
Sixteen Horsepower - Folklore
The more I spend time along with them, the more I realize how many suffer from some form of violence.
Out of the three women I have been truly in love with, two suffered from violence - and not because of me, obviously (!).
In both cases it has NOT just been a slap in the face...
The number of other girls/friends of mine that have been victims of violence is huge...I guess more than an handful, and the more I spend time with friends, the more I find out about new disgusting stories...
So while I was walking in Prenzlauer Berg at five in the morning, right after having heard about the next bad story, I asked myself why on earth it is like that....and could not come out with any explanation but that the percentage of male motherfuckers in this planet is pretty high...are women in some ways exaggerating? I would not think so...
2.EU is so a bad example on how an international organization should manage its foreign policy...whether this decision of free choice for the recognition of Kosova is a wise move or not, we will probably find out in a week...whether there may have been another viable option, I am not sure...but with Spain and Romania (the 2 countries representing a seventh of the EU population) refusing the recognition, while France and Germany do, does not sound good news at all for the incoming Common Foreign Policy of the "renewed" EU...
3. The conservative vicepresident of the European Commission, Mr. Frattini, has a plan to create a pretty selective system for letting people in the EU; he also pushes for a database of migrants coming to EU...in Germany people and newspapers discussed about the plan, critizising the intellectual basis of it too...I would say it is not the best side of the EU, this one which is coming out...and when it does come from a close friend of Mr. Berlusconi is even worse.
4.Barry Adamson - Oedipus Schmoedipus
Laury Hill - Ms Hill
Thom Yorke - Complete Eraser Remixes.
Baby Dee - Safe Inside the Day
Sixteen Horsepower - Olden
Sixteen Horsepower - Folklore
Sunday, February 17, 2008
Thursday, February 14, 2008
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Old same story
The population of our western societies is growing older and older, and somehow there is no way to doubt that this trend shall magnify its effects in the next future.
I work in the very western side of Berlin twice a week: it looks like Maine or Wales somehow - even if I have never been in either place; this part of the city is the one that became rich after the war in a kind of fast way...nowadays next to the several embassies which grew up there in the early fifties, you see old people all over the place...centers where old people can go to live, advertisement of theatre shows that no twenty-five-years-old-person would ever dare to attend; cafés and restaurants looking fake and boring...post offices with cheesy and awefull (not even cheap!) greetings card...
Is it a positive phenomenon the one through which we are all growing older and older?
Do not get me wrong....
If the average life expectancy in Zimbabwe will eventually rise from its actual 35 years (that is a scandal and a tragedy of our times!), I will be very very happy.
But if Großvater Scholz keeps on growing older and older, more and more lonesome, more and more fixed upon his crazy ideas and believes, more and more aside from what is happening all around him until his early nineties, who is going to enjoy that? If Frau Scheidl will live until her 95, eating only saltless vegetables and tofu curry wurst, alone, angry and bitter with her family or with the memories of it, who can actually say that this is plus?
Is it good that our brain will turn into a tired and overstretched machine that has to control over a body which will still be fit in relation to that? Is it worth to get through painful treatments and deeply intrusive surgery, if the absolute difference is some more months spent on a rolling chair?
Is it not unreal and hypocritical the rhetoric of our government over "development", though combined with the apology of the elderly?
Somebody could tell me:"Well, Marco, the longer the better"...is this belief one of the new absolute of our Western morals?
I am not sure that if these people would look at themselves, they would agree with that...in the mass of old people from Berlin and from Venice, from Weimar and from Munich try, you guys, to have a look at their eyes (grey, empty, flat), to measure their patience with the rest of humanity, their loud pessimism, their inability to be on the street, see a child and just smile...it is probably bitter and progressively limiting to grow older; it is usually also very painful and full of losses (phisical, relational, mental, moral)...why do we keep on telling ourselves the story that the third (or fourth) age is a golden period of our lives? Are the first two so bad? Or is it just the last of a series of lies-that-let-us(them)-live-better?
I do think about it and wonder...
I work in the very western side of Berlin twice a week: it looks like Maine or Wales somehow - even if I have never been in either place; this part of the city is the one that became rich after the war in a kind of fast way...nowadays next to the several embassies which grew up there in the early fifties, you see old people all over the place...centers where old people can go to live, advertisement of theatre shows that no twenty-five-years-old-person would ever dare to attend; cafés and restaurants looking fake and boring...post offices with cheesy and awefull (not even cheap!) greetings card...
Is it a positive phenomenon the one through which we are all growing older and older?
Do not get me wrong....
If the average life expectancy in Zimbabwe will eventually rise from its actual 35 years (that is a scandal and a tragedy of our times!), I will be very very happy.
But if Großvater Scholz keeps on growing older and older, more and more lonesome, more and more fixed upon his crazy ideas and believes, more and more aside from what is happening all around him until his early nineties, who is going to enjoy that? If Frau Scheidl will live until her 95, eating only saltless vegetables and tofu curry wurst, alone, angry and bitter with her family or with the memories of it, who can actually say that this is plus?
Is it good that our brain will turn into a tired and overstretched machine that has to control over a body which will still be fit in relation to that? Is it worth to get through painful treatments and deeply intrusive surgery, if the absolute difference is some more months spent on a rolling chair?
Is it not unreal and hypocritical the rhetoric of our government over "development", though combined with the apology of the elderly?
Somebody could tell me:"Well, Marco, the longer the better"...is this belief one of the new absolute of our Western morals?
I am not sure that if these people would look at themselves, they would agree with that...in the mass of old people from Berlin and from Venice, from Weimar and from Munich try, you guys, to have a look at their eyes (grey, empty, flat), to measure their patience with the rest of humanity, their loud pessimism, their inability to be on the street, see a child and just smile...it is probably bitter and progressively limiting to grow older; it is usually also very painful and full of losses (phisical, relational, mental, moral)...why do we keep on telling ourselves the story that the third (or fourth) age is a golden period of our lives? Are the first two so bad? Or is it just the last of a series of lies-that-let-us(them)-live-better?
I do think about it and wonder...
New discoveries on the side of global sad music: as if Morricone had written rock songs
The Sweetest Embrace
Barry Adamson and Nick Cave
Our time is done my love
We've laid it all to waste
One thousand moonlit kisses
can't sweeten this bitter taste
My desire for you is endless
and I'll love you 'till we fall
I just don't want you no more
and that's the sweetest embrace of all
To think we can find happiness
hidden in a kiss
Ah, to think we can find happiness
that's the greatest mistake there is
There is nothing left to cling to babe
There is nothing left to soil
I just don't want you no more
and that's the sweetest embrace of all
Ooohhh where did it begin
When all we did was lose
There's nothin' left to win
So lay your weapons down
they serve no purpose in your hands
And if you wanna hold me
then go ahead and hold me
I won't upset your plans
If it's revenge you want
then take it babe
Or you can walk right out the door
I just don't care anymore
And that's the sweetest embrace of all
Ooohhh where did it begin
When all we did was lose
There's nothin' left to win
It's over babe
And it really is a shame
We are losers you and me babe
In a rigged and crooked game
My desire for you is endless
And I love you most of all
I just don't want you no more
and that's the sweetest embrace of all
Barry Adamson and Nick Cave
Our time is done my love
We've laid it all to waste
One thousand moonlit kisses
can't sweeten this bitter taste
My desire for you is endless
and I'll love you 'till we fall
I just don't want you no more
and that's the sweetest embrace of all
To think we can find happiness
hidden in a kiss
Ah, to think we can find happiness
that's the greatest mistake there is
There is nothing left to cling to babe
There is nothing left to soil
I just don't want you no more
and that's the sweetest embrace of all
Ooohhh where did it begin
When all we did was lose
There's nothin' left to win
So lay your weapons down
they serve no purpose in your hands
And if you wanna hold me
then go ahead and hold me
I won't upset your plans
If it's revenge you want
then take it babe
Or you can walk right out the door
I just don't care anymore
And that's the sweetest embrace of all
Ooohhh where did it begin
When all we did was lose
There's nothin' left to win
It's over babe
And it really is a shame
We are losers you and me babe
In a rigged and crooked game
My desire for you is endless
And I love you most of all
I just don't want you no more
and that's the sweetest embrace of all
Monday, February 11, 2008
Saturday, February 09, 2008
eight to go
I do not think anymore that what is happening around me has any kind of sense, at all...I do not even think that what I say now has any sense...I just feel lost, no method to apply or to emprove, no smart thing to say, not distant enough to say:"I do not care", just like a butterfly floating in everybody´s stomach...rancid, sour and lonely...fsch fsch fsch...
Tuesday, February 05, 2008
A new bunch of albums I have been listening to lately...
Jose Gonzalez - Veneer
Jose Gonzalez - In Our Nature
Hot Chip - Made in the Dark
Miles Davis - Isle of Wight Concert
The Fugs - It Crawled Into My Hand, Honest
Abbey Lincoln - Wholly Earth
Madrugada - Madrugada (still)
Jose Gonzalez - In Our Nature
Hot Chip - Made in the Dark
Miles Davis - Isle of Wight Concert
The Fugs - It Crawled Into My Hand, Honest
Abbey Lincoln - Wholly Earth
Madrugada - Madrugada (still)
Late night aknowledgment
I have no idea about what I want, what I do not want, why and in which sense...
Monday, February 04, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
Berlin people from abroad...like me, like most.
This man, whom I had the chance to hear talking twice, is a very interesting fellow.
His website deserves to be checked out, and his tips about Berlin are worth a try, if you ever came to this place, city, this never ending stratification of tragic and unique events of European history.
His website deserves to be checked out, and his tips about Berlin are worth a try, if you ever came to this place, city, this never ending stratification of tragic and unique events of European history.
A very interesting article on a very interesting subject
NY Times on Germany´s way to deal with its past.
Read it!
Read it!
Monday, January 28, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Brand new music - new old music
Múm - Go Go Smear the Poison Ivy
Mclusky - Mclusky Do Dallas
Cat Power - Jukebox
Bonnie "Prince" Billie - Ask Forgiveness
Karen Dalton - In My Own Time
Various Artists - I am not there O.S.T.
Kenney Stoltz - Below the Branches
Broken Social Scene - Spirit If
Blonde Redhead - Melody of Certain Damaged Lemons
Mclusky - Mclusky Do Dallas
Cat Power - Jukebox
Bonnie "Prince" Billie - Ask Forgiveness
Karen Dalton - In My Own Time
Various Artists - I am not there O.S.T.
Kenney Stoltz - Below the Branches
Broken Social Scene - Spirit If
Blonde Redhead - Melody of Certain Damaged Lemons
Unbekannt
A friend of mine made me "know" Karen Dalton yesterday. She apparently released only two albums, we listened to the most popular: "In my own time"...called the Billie Holyday of the American folk music she played banjo and guitar...I like her attitude to singing...in the japanese version of her cd album, there is a citation from Bob Dylan´s Chronicles...a description of times where festivals and concert, reunion and events were taking place spontaneously all over the country...maybe becuase of the music of the "I am not there" movie, maybe because of the need of something new: either way I have been listening a lot of American folk music lately.
Thursday, January 24, 2008
One Hundred Days
When the willow bends towards the end of day
And twilight falls again
To the funny sound that a blackbird makes
Twilight falls again
As no good reason remains, I'll do the same
Thinking of you
One day a ship comes in, one day a ship comes in
But I can't say how or when
But I know somewhere the ship comes in every day
There is no morphine, I'm only sleeping
There is no crime to dreams like this
And if you could take something with you
It would be right
Something good
From my fingertips, the cigarette throws ashes to the ground
I'd stop and talk to the girls who work this street, but I got business farther down
Like one long season of rain, I will remain
Thinking of you
One day a ship comes in
From far away a ship comes in
One hundred days you wait for it
And you know somewhere the ship comes in every day
There is no morphine, I'm only sleeping
There is no crime to dreams like this
And if you could take something with you
It would be bright
Just like something good
One day a ship comes in
One hundred days you wait for it
Something bright
Something so good
One hundred days
A ship comes in every day
You know it's good
You know it's good
A ship comes in every day
One day a ship comes in
Its good
When it's something good
And twilight falls again
To the funny sound that a blackbird makes
Twilight falls again
As no good reason remains, I'll do the same
Thinking of you
One day a ship comes in, one day a ship comes in
But I can't say how or when
But I know somewhere the ship comes in every day
There is no morphine, I'm only sleeping
There is no crime to dreams like this
And if you could take something with you
It would be right
Something good
From my fingertips, the cigarette throws ashes to the ground
I'd stop and talk to the girls who work this street, but I got business farther down
Like one long season of rain, I will remain
Thinking of you
One day a ship comes in
From far away a ship comes in
One hundred days you wait for it
And you know somewhere the ship comes in every day
There is no morphine, I'm only sleeping
There is no crime to dreams like this
And if you could take something with you
It would be bright
Just like something good
One day a ship comes in
One hundred days you wait for it
Something bright
Something so good
One hundred days
A ship comes in every day
You know it's good
You know it's good
A ship comes in every day
One day a ship comes in
Its good
When it's something good
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Rear-view mirror
Some people think they need memorable events in every day of their lives as a sort of fuelling effect on their existences; some other take that for granted, no matter what happens - turning stories or events upside down is a well-known practice all over the world...
I do not feel I belong to any of the two categories...still I guess special things make life special.
It would be kind of satisfying if I could remember any of these last weeks for something special...something not connected with huge hangovers or sex in the ladies´ restroom of some bar. Because, apart from that, and from the loads of music I have been listening to, it is so difficult for me to recall if some minor event took place last Monday or three fucking weeks ago...It is probably a matter of attitude, it could be argued, and I could agree too...the thing is that having spent three days home alone because of a cold made me realize that very vividly.
I watched movies, youtube crap, tv serials, tv shows, listened old and new music, worked a bit too, read newspapers and books, articles and magazines...now I can talk with you, him, her, anybody, about the eccentricity of Steve Albini, the similarities (I found) between Architecture in Helsinky and Broken Social Scene, the beauty and every-day-more-main-stream charme of Chan Marshall, or about Primaries in the US, the Australian Open or the right size of the glas for a Sour (at least the one size I like the most!) but I just have to admit that I am very lonely in this city.
Maybe well informed, maybe not sad or depressed anymore, probably aware that is just temporary...very alone though.
I do not feel I belong to any of the two categories...still I guess special things make life special.
It would be kind of satisfying if I could remember any of these last weeks for something special...something not connected with huge hangovers or sex in the ladies´ restroom of some bar. Because, apart from that, and from the loads of music I have been listening to, it is so difficult for me to recall if some minor event took place last Monday or three fucking weeks ago...It is probably a matter of attitude, it could be argued, and I could agree too...the thing is that having spent three days home alone because of a cold made me realize that very vividly.
I watched movies, youtube crap, tv serials, tv shows, listened old and new music, worked a bit too, read newspapers and books, articles and magazines...now I can talk with you, him, her, anybody, about the eccentricity of Steve Albini, the similarities (I found) between Architecture in Helsinky and Broken Social Scene, the beauty and every-day-more-main-stream charme of Chan Marshall, or about Primaries in the US, the Australian Open or the right size of the glas for a Sour (at least the one size I like the most!) but I just have to admit that I am very lonely in this city.
Maybe well informed, maybe not sad or depressed anymore, probably aware that is just temporary...very alone though.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Monday, January 14, 2008
Playlist für einsame Berliner
The National - Boxer
Radiohead - In Rainbows (Still)
Wilco - Sky Blue Sky
PJ Harvey - White Chalk (Still)
Sons and Daughters - Gift
Band of Horses - Cease to Begin
The Beatles - The White Album
Burial - Untrue
John Vanderslice - Esmerald City
Nick Cave and Warren Ellis - O.S.T. The Assassination of Jesse James...
...coming soon:
Bonnie Prince Billy
Cat Power - Jukebox
Radiohead - In Rainbows (Still)
Wilco - Sky Blue Sky
PJ Harvey - White Chalk (Still)
Sons and Daughters - Gift
Band of Horses - Cease to Begin
The Beatles - The White Album
Burial - Untrue
John Vanderslice - Esmerald City
Nick Cave and Warren Ellis - O.S.T. The Assassination of Jesse James...
...coming soon:
Bonnie Prince Billy
Cat Power - Jukebox
Tuesday, January 08, 2008
Monday, January 07, 2008
Friday, January 04, 2008
Monday, December 31, 2007
9 Questions and an hangover
Should I really try to get out of Berlin for a while?
Should I bring home any girl who would like to check my apartment?
Should I think that the best is yet to come?
Should I put a micro onto my classical guitar?
Should I found a band called "The Bodysnatchers"?
Should I stop reading in italian?
Should I believe there is some stuff that last longer than a while?
Should I get the driving license?
Should I watch Wayne´s World?
Should I bring home any girl who would like to check my apartment?
Should I think that the best is yet to come?
Should I put a micro onto my classical guitar?
Should I found a band called "The Bodysnatchers"?
Should I stop reading in italian?
Should I believe there is some stuff that last longer than a while?
Should I get the driving license?
Should I watch Wayne´s World?
Sunday, December 30, 2007
Saturday, December 29, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
Wednesday, December 19, 2007
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Thursday, December 13, 2007
I guess not looking for explanations sounds the best thing to do in moments like this one...I am just wondering whether one day memories will become explanations...whether lazyness will disappear, whether I will find a way to talk about it...
Yesterday morning I lost the flight to Berlin, so that I had to wait 11 hours in the smallest international airport of Italy...it has been pretty tough to be by myself for such a long time and avoid to feel totally empty and useless, since I did not want to look for explanations....I had lunch twice, read the whole newspaper as carefully as possible, tried with books, solved the most complicated crosswords I can solve, discussed with the hostess and lay in the sun...being a smoker would have probably helped...being so clueless once more sucks though.
Sufjan Stevens, PJ Harvey, Tori Amos B Sides, Mingus Big Band, Sweeny + Will Oldham and the last from Radiohead have been playing on my Ipod lately. You should all listen some of them, if you like.
Yesterday morning I lost the flight to Berlin, so that I had to wait 11 hours in the smallest international airport of Italy...it has been pretty tough to be by myself for such a long time and avoid to feel totally empty and useless, since I did not want to look for explanations....I had lunch twice, read the whole newspaper as carefully as possible, tried with books, solved the most complicated crosswords I can solve, discussed with the hostess and lay in the sun...being a smoker would have probably helped...being so clueless once more sucks though.
Sufjan Stevens, PJ Harvey, Tori Amos B Sides, Mingus Big Band, Sweeny + Will Oldham and the last from Radiohead have been playing on my Ipod lately. You should all listen some of them, if you like.
Sunday, December 09, 2007
The dom and the best abbacchio of my life
I am in Rome since yesterday, it rains and then the sun shines...walls are dark orange...this kind of beauty does not ask you to do anything special. you just have to be passive enough...at two a.m. bars and clubs do not serve any more alcohol; in every internet cafe you need to show your ID, but it still charming to be back in the capital, sure that here you can let yourself be understood...
Friday, December 07, 2007
The song of the month: two minutes and something of poetry
Hit her with a hammer
Teeth smashed in
Red tongue twitching
Look inside her skeleton
My fingers sting
Where I feel your fingers have been
Ghostly fingers
Moving my limbs
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Daddy's in the corner
Rattling his keys
Mommy's in the doorway
Trying to leave
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Teeth smashed in
Red tongue twitching
Look inside her skeleton
My fingers sting
Where I feel your fingers have been
Ghostly fingers
Moving my limbs
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Daddy's in the corner
Rattling his keys
Mommy's in the doorway
Trying to leave
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Nobody's listening
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Oh God I miss you
Tuesday, December 04, 2007
Monday, December 03, 2007
frozen conflicts in a post cold war europe: does anybody know what is going to happen?
What happens on the 12th of December?
EUobserver.
EUobserver.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
28th November, 2:44 PM
Dear Marco,
I have thought about us a lot these days, obviously, and have been understanding a little more of what I feel every day. I know you can't stand me right now, you must be so angry. It's your right to think that, I understand why.
I have been honest to you, everytime we talked. I don't want you to think it was all a hoax, this beautiful love we had. Still something inside me has changed and I do not feel the same way about you like I used to. I don't think this is a temporary break any longer. I'm so sorry to hurt you, I wish it could be another way.
It's horrible that I can't find a plausible reason to explain everything. Why I don't want to be in this relationship anymore. It would make things much easier. But you never did anything wrong, you were absolutely kind and understanding at any point, So I can't justify my actions like that, something inside me changed.
I don't know whether you want to talk to me again. I hope at some point you will want to.
I'm so sorry.
I have thought about us a lot these days, obviously, and have been understanding a little more of what I feel every day. I know you can't stand me right now, you must be so angry. It's your right to think that, I understand why.
I have been honest to you, everytime we talked. I don't want you to think it was all a hoax, this beautiful love we had. Still something inside me has changed and I do not feel the same way about you like I used to. I don't think this is a temporary break any longer. I'm so sorry to hurt you, I wish it could be another way.
It's horrible that I can't find a plausible reason to explain everything. Why I don't want to be in this relationship anymore. It would make things much easier. But you never did anything wrong, you were absolutely kind and understanding at any point, So I can't justify my actions like that, something inside me changed.
I don't know whether you want to talk to me again. I hope at some point you will want to.
I'm so sorry.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
New features on google maps
The street view is pretty amazing, but I checked it out only for N.Work and San Francisco. It is so cool, for real!
Another apllication from the new Ruler of this century (i.e. Google) is the Panoramio thingy. It is not so broadly developed yet, but I think the idea is fun.
I also tried to use the Igoogle stuff, but that is still kind of cheesy, I reckon.
Anyway, it is every day more and more clear - who has has not understood it yet? - how badly and consequentially Google wants to be the new Microsoft, a smarter and better Microsoft, an operating system working on-line all the time.
For me it is already difficult not to think about "Google" when I wonder what the Internet for me nowadays is. Without google, gnews, gmail, blogger and youtube I guess Internet would pretty suck for me. The only problem I see in the next future is that google will get too big, too powerful, a sort of unescapable medium to do our stuff on line; a no-other-option-available reality is not very intruiguing and looks depressing and scary. So far though, Google is just much cooler,
Another apllication from the new Ruler of this century (i.e. Google) is the Panoramio thingy. It is not so broadly developed yet, but I think the idea is fun.
I also tried to use the Igoogle stuff, but that is still kind of cheesy, I reckon.
Anyway, it is every day more and more clear - who has has not understood it yet? - how badly and consequentially Google wants to be the new Microsoft, a smarter and better Microsoft, an operating system working on-line all the time.
For me it is already difficult not to think about "Google" when I wonder what the Internet for me nowadays is. Without google, gnews, gmail, blogger and youtube I guess Internet would pretty suck for me. The only problem I see in the next future is that google will get too big, too powerful, a sort of unescapable medium to do our stuff on line; a no-other-option-available reality is not very intruiguing and looks depressing and scary. So far though, Google is just much cooler,
Monday, November 19, 2007
Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Heart of Darkness
I had dinner in this crazy restaurant last monday: the food was bad and it was kind of expensive but the experience was unique.
I passed through the first stage of the selsection procedure for an internship at the European Commission...let´s see what happens next: they say that there are 25% of chances to get in now.
I am going to work now, another friday serving people...my life is not wonderful in these last days...but hopefully it is gonnna change for the better soon...
I passed through the first stage of the selsection procedure for an internship at the European Commission...let´s see what happens next: they say that there are 25% of chances to get in now.
I am going to work now, another friday serving people...my life is not wonderful in these last days...but hopefully it is gonnna change for the better soon...
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
SIlvio´s last bullshit
There is apparently no end in the worsening my country experiences..this is a good example of it
Monday, November 12, 2007
Complicated opinions
Belgium is without a gov since 4 or 5 months...and it does not look to be better soon.
Have a read.
Have a read.
Saturday, November 10, 2007
Friday, November 09, 2007
The movie I was waiting for
Have not seen it yet, it is already on torrent but Ill wait until it comes in the theaters...
If it is even 60% as breathtaking as the book, it is worth watching it.
take care.
If it is even 60% as breathtaking as the book, it is worth watching it.
take care.
Tuesday, November 06, 2007
Monday, November 05, 2007
It happens that in the 130 GB of music I have in my computer, there is also music I knew already ten years ago but that I did not know I had in digital format!
"Portrait in Jazz" by the Bill Evans Trio is one example...listening to it now, while reading about SMEs in Easten Europe makes the bearing of the topic possible...it is such an amazing album, a sort of elegant talk that keeps on going for 11 songs...so nice.
Take care you all...
"Portrait in Jazz" by the Bill Evans Trio is one example...listening to it now, while reading about SMEs in Easten Europe makes the bearing of the topic possible...it is such an amazing album, a sort of elegant talk that keeps on going for 11 songs...so nice.
Take care you all...
Sunday, November 04, 2007
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Red Flags, the curds, us in Berlin...
Tomorrow 84 years ago, Turkey was declared a Republic by the turkish parliament.
Today, 2007, many Turks gathered in Istanbul (and not only) to show their support for the planned, and sadly everyday more likely, turkish strike on the northern regions of Irak.
On our way home, this afternoon, we travelled through Hermannplatz - the norther corner of the so-called Turkish area of Berlin, where a lot of people met up: red flags and not a lot more, actually.
Tomorrow, 2007, is a(nother) Monday, in here, and all the businesses start again: I have to go work, my girlfriend goes to the university and so on. That is also probably why a lot of people met in Hermannplatz on the Sunday the day before the Celebration Day.
The inner reasons are different though: a mixture of folklore and nationalism; similar to what we can notice in Berlin (Germany) looking at many turks living here: being born in Germany, with parents (born in Turkey) who were farmers in Turkey first and then workers in here, they do represent a pattern of half developed identities and profiles, of half catched chances, of half solved problems; as said: folklore and nationalism, with nike shoes and mp3 players, but flagging for a war for a land they visit on summer for vacation, every once in a while.
I think a war should always be avoided, at any cost, except that of being taken into a war anyway. I am scared by the way the problems and issues of the Curds are treated by many media in Europe: what is really often forgotten is that the whole population is involved in the effects of a war anyway, even if it would not have a single reason to start fighting. And I am not really keen of throwing, once more, rebels on the terrorists category (the trendiest way to get approval for warfare actions all over the world, nowadays).
But if you were attacked, well, it would be difficult to believe that it is for a good cause...once more this strike risks to bring bad development for the most, more flags on the street, and an even bigger sense of danger for many, for us as well probably, lazy european citizens, thinking that peace is the answer but not anymore fighting against those who plan wars...
I hope I do not see a lot of (any) nation(al) flags on the streets in the next days, unless until Herta Berlin wins the next match in the Bundesliga.
Have a nice week you all.
Today, 2007, many Turks gathered in Istanbul (and not only) to show their support for the planned, and sadly everyday more likely, turkish strike on the northern regions of Irak.
On our way home, this afternoon, we travelled through Hermannplatz - the norther corner of the so-called Turkish area of Berlin, where a lot of people met up: red flags and not a lot more, actually.
Tomorrow, 2007, is a(nother) Monday, in here, and all the businesses start again: I have to go work, my girlfriend goes to the university and so on. That is also probably why a lot of people met in Hermannplatz on the Sunday the day before the Celebration Day.
The inner reasons are different though: a mixture of folklore and nationalism; similar to what we can notice in Berlin (Germany) looking at many turks living here: being born in Germany, with parents (born in Turkey) who were farmers in Turkey first and then workers in here, they do represent a pattern of half developed identities and profiles, of half catched chances, of half solved problems; as said: folklore and nationalism, with nike shoes and mp3 players, but flagging for a war for a land they visit on summer for vacation, every once in a while.
I think a war should always be avoided, at any cost, except that of being taken into a war anyway. I am scared by the way the problems and issues of the Curds are treated by many media in Europe: what is really often forgotten is that the whole population is involved in the effects of a war anyway, even if it would not have a single reason to start fighting. And I am not really keen of throwing, once more, rebels on the terrorists category (the trendiest way to get approval for warfare actions all over the world, nowadays).
But if you were attacked, well, it would be difficult to believe that it is for a good cause...once more this strike risks to bring bad development for the most, more flags on the street, and an even bigger sense of danger for many, for us as well probably, lazy european citizens, thinking that peace is the answer but not anymore fighting against those who plan wars...
I hope I do not see a lot of (any) nation(al) flags on the streets in the next days, unless until Herta Berlin wins the next match in the Bundesliga.
Have a nice week you all.
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
First post from a Linux computer...
Even if not very present on the media, there is series of ongoing discussions about important and relevant topics in the European Institutions (and not just about the lost of one post in a parliament with 600 deputees: 1/72 is so irrelevant)...most of them are not probably strange to me too.
Though I consider myself a pretty skeptical European citizen, even more when it is about integration matters, I do find this discussion very interesting and promising in its attempt to put in practice some common rules for the whole Union: general rules that could deal also with the non (directly) economical profitable sectors.
Have a read, if you feel like. EUobsever on environmental sanctions.
Have a nice day you all.
Though I consider myself a pretty skeptical European citizen, even more when it is about integration matters, I do find this discussion very interesting and promising in its attempt to put in practice some common rules for the whole Union: general rules that could deal also with the non (directly) economical profitable sectors.
Have a read, if you feel like. EUobsever on environmental sanctions.
Have a nice day you all.
Monday, October 22, 2007
A plus and a minus by the Sunday voting sessions
While the vote results in Poland turned to be better than anybody would have ever forecasted a year ago, the one in Switzerland turned into a really depressing result...
We hope that Swiss people will turn their mind as fast as the Polish have done(two years of Kaczinsky government-alike in Switzerland?).
Question about Facebook: Did you also experience a one-week-honey-moon with the features that Facebook provides ("Oh, it is cool"!), while being turned off kind of fast afterwards? It happened to me, actually...and I am considering to let it thegre as it is...
I do not even know why I reviewed all those shitty movies I am supposed to have watched...ah ah...
Take care you all...
We hope that Swiss people will turn their mind as fast as the Polish have done(two years of Kaczinsky government-alike in Switzerland?).
Question about Facebook: Did you also experience a one-week-honey-moon with the features that Facebook provides ("Oh, it is cool"!), while being turned off kind of fast afterwards? It happened to me, actually...and I am considering to let it thegre as it is...
I do not even know why I reviewed all those shitty movies I am supposed to have watched...ah ah...
Take care you all...
Saturday, October 20, 2007
List of impressions, thoughts or whatever you would call them.
So dear all, since I am really bad in keeping up with this application, theoretically planned to make me communicating better with people, I write down some impressions of these last weeks:
0. "The Road" by McCarthy: poetry with a high percentage of astonishing raging beauty in black and white;
1. How much Bologna is a good example for an Italian city (never thought about it...sorry), how much Venice is somehow not;
2. How much I can eat, how long I can avoid eating;
3. A kid run over by a car just next to me: blonde hair and red face: both not moving;
4. How boring German breakfasts are, on the average;
5. How interesting recent Central European History is;
6. How much I love Berlin: Paul Lincke Ufer, Schlesischestrasse, Sophienstrasse, Freie Universität, Bundestag Ufer;
7. The beauty of the last Radiohead´s album (Weird Fishes/Arpeggi);
8. The fact that people pay a lot for it even when they could not pay anything!;
9. "Auf der anderen Seite": the most beautiful and poetic movie of this year: fuck "Babel", please and watch it, please!
0. "The Road" by McCarthy: poetry with a high percentage of astonishing raging beauty in black and white;
1. How much Bologna is a good example for an Italian city (never thought about it...sorry), how much Venice is somehow not;
2. How much I can eat, how long I can avoid eating;
3. A kid run over by a car just next to me: blonde hair and red face: both not moving;
4. How boring German breakfasts are, on the average;
5. How interesting recent Central European History is;
6. How much I love Berlin: Paul Lincke Ufer, Schlesischestrasse, Sophienstrasse, Freie Universität, Bundestag Ufer;
7. The beauty of the last Radiohead´s album (Weird Fishes/Arpeggi);
8. The fact that people pay a lot for it even when they could not pay anything!;
9. "Auf der anderen Seite": the most beautiful and poetic movie of this year: fuck "Babel", please and watch it, please!
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Monday, October 15, 2007
Sunday, October 14, 2007
A tough and chill week
I hardly have time to understand if I can stand such a lifestyle for the whole winter...
this week was pretty exausting and stressing...on one side I started the EES, on the other I was waiting to know if I could studying in German at the Free University in Berlin. The Master in German had turned in the week before into my first-best-option, but because of some troubles with the documents to handle there was the chance that they could refuse me as a student there.
In the end it all turned into the best for me...I won´t study Online, that is to some extent a pity, because the Master is really well done and so cool in its structure...
But I will be able to study, without working too much in order to get the money the Online Master would have costed me...
Apart from that I hardly have time to enjoy the hundreds of things going on in this city anyway, I hardly meet my girlfriend and my friends too...
I am back from Venice since a week and I feel I am sooo tired already...working till late at night is so fucking tiring...
What happened this week? Here in Germany they are so happy because they got two Nobel Prizes in one shot...they voted for the maintenance of the military mission in Afganistan and felt the first cold days of this probably long winter...
Does somebody feel like telling me his opinion about the expression "Random Play"?
Since a month my Facebook community is getting bigger and bigger and I eventually got to the question few days ago: according to what I think, I could be listed as a random player, but I would like to know your opinion, please.
Take care you all.
this week was pretty exausting and stressing...on one side I started the EES, on the other I was waiting to know if I could studying in German at the Free University in Berlin. The Master in German had turned in the week before into my first-best-option, but because of some troubles with the documents to handle there was the chance that they could refuse me as a student there.
In the end it all turned into the best for me...I won´t study Online, that is to some extent a pity, because the Master is really well done and so cool in its structure...
But I will be able to study, without working too much in order to get the money the Online Master would have costed me...
Apart from that I hardly have time to enjoy the hundreds of things going on in this city anyway, I hardly meet my girlfriend and my friends too...
I am back from Venice since a week and I feel I am sooo tired already...working till late at night is so fucking tiring...
What happened this week? Here in Germany they are so happy because they got two Nobel Prizes in one shot...they voted for the maintenance of the military mission in Afganistan and felt the first cold days of this probably long winter...
Does somebody feel like telling me his opinion about the expression "Random Play"?
Since a month my Facebook community is getting bigger and bigger and I eventually got to the question few days ago: according to what I think, I could be listed as a random player, but I would like to know your opinion, please.
Take care you all.
Sunday, October 07, 2007
Friday, September 28, 2007
Tuesday, September 25, 2007
Sorbian all over the world
Sorbian in Texas.
They reached the sun-belt! Amazing...apparently they were only 76 in the year 2000.
That is a pity...
They reached the sun-belt! Amazing...apparently they were only 76 in the year 2000.
That is a pity...
Sunday, September 23, 2007
Back to Czech, back to Venice
Paul came back to Europe for a couple of weeks with a friend of his: this time they spent most of the time at my place in Berlin: it was so much fun...after some days in here we headed to Czech, straight to Brno, actually...
Brno is always beautiful and difficult to fully understand...this mixture of love and scorn is my main feeling everytime I go back there...
Apart from that I realized that I forgot almost all I knew about Czech, sad...
Going back to Venice in two days...this time for longer, for two weeks almost...
An apartement in Berlin for a couple of weeks...? ...well you know, post something in here...
Take care you all...
Brno is always beautiful and difficult to fully understand...this mixture of love and scorn is my main feeling everytime I go back there...
Apart from that I realized that I forgot almost all I knew about Czech, sad...
Going back to Venice in two days...this time for longer, for two weeks almost...
An apartement in Berlin for a couple of weeks...? ...well you know, post something in here...
Take care you all...
Thursday, September 06, 2007
The first serious contract I ever signed in my life
So the big news are the following: I got a sort of normal job: even if it is just twice as week, and even if the money is not so much, I have a normal job!!! Fuck yeah! At least the rent is paid until December and I can concentrate on some other stuff.
Second: Paul is coming in few days! Ah Ah Ah!
Third: after 8 years of marveillous and lazy smoking inactivity, I started playing volleyball again...I am dead now but I got rid of so much tension, if you know what I mean....
Hope you are doing all right, here the weather sucks so badly...it seems another country if I think about how it was one year ago...whatever...
Take care you all...
P.S. Do you know somebody who needs a flat in Berlin between the 26th of September and the 6th of October? If you do, let me know...
Second: Paul is coming in few days! Ah Ah Ah!
Third: after 8 years of marveillous and lazy smoking inactivity, I started playing volleyball again...I am dead now but I got rid of so much tension, if you know what I mean....
Hope you are doing all right, here the weather sucks so badly...it seems another country if I think about how it was one year ago...whatever...
Take care you all...
P.S. Do you know somebody who needs a flat in Berlin between the 26th of September and the 6th of October? If you do, let me know...
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