Tuesday 25 November 2008

"D" for delusional and decadence

K U L T U R - kul tur - fun trip

Amor's pil.................................................................
..........................................................................................kiss my ass!!



I had to take a break!!
Kind of going into an inner exile. Probably because of these monstrous mörk winter days my spirit is a bit dämpened or dumpad. Whatever.
I do not want the Jönköping-Bacillus to infest and invade me&myself too much. So staying aloof and quiet till "it" is over works for me.

A good start of the day is a cup of hot, sweet, milky tea........and the perusal of Jönköpings Posten. There I get it all.
ALL the relevant information that hauls me through the day and confirms that NOT ALL IS LOST!! By no means.
Todays important news: "Ny konsthall planeras"!! Big, BIG words!! "Jönköpings Louisiana"!!! Louisiana (the original one) move over!! Here comes Jönköping, hotspot for culture !! Do I hear giggling in the backseats??
Together with the venture of a new SMOT-house this strikes me as yet another freak and proof that delusions of grandeur and megalomania are symptomatic for a people in decay. Look at the Roman Empire! ;-)
NO culture in their blood, but an ardent love for smörgåstårta and hotdogs, or does anyone really believe that by building and constructing temples of the art love for culture will suddenly rush through their veins???
"Som en Amor-pil" (quote: Sergei Muchin, ny på posten som museichef, so he is still learning his lessons)....Amor's pil or the sword of Damokles??
Guess I just have to hang on long enough to pick up the shattered pieces.

Saturday 1 November 2008

Filthy habits


Thank god, it's Lördag. Godis-time. Lördags-godis.
Another interesting peculiarity in Sweden.
And it is official now. We can all feel safe!! Godis may be harmful to your teeth, however to pick them up from these open plastic-containers is NOT messing around with your health in general - according to Kammarrätten.
It was declared the other day that it is considered SAFE to eat these open candies even though we blast our (bad) breath on them, sticky and sugary candies, an ideal base for bacteria to grow (the word derives from the Greek, meaning "small things") and probably they consider it to be a negligable risk that dirty fingers may take a handful directly without using the laddle.....
Okay, godis is one thing.
What I often watch and I think it is really yacks, yacky, icky are these bread and bun boxes one can find in almost any of the supermarkets. There are folks who grab a few, squeeze them, to see which one is nice fresh and crunchy, and then finally decide which one they pack up. I cannot help but thinking what they did with their hand before. Touching the handle of a toilet, poking their nose, tying their shoes, patting their dog, cat, horse, rat, shaking somebody elses hand, handling (dirty) money.....
Right, I make my own bread and should not really bother.