Uprooted

5. September 2019

„No, I didn’t! U did!“

Sorry. I had to do that.

Why, you ask? Well, because I just finished

and I also thought it might be nice to have a short blogpost for a change. So here is it:

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Third time’s the charm

21. Februar 2019

We have dealt with James Kirchick before. Twice, actually. So you’re probably wondering why would ever want to deal with him again. But as you know, I’m the blogger you deserve, but not the blogger you need right now. Because I can take it, because I’m not a hero. I’m a silent guardian, a watchful protector, a Dark Knight.

Who’s with me?

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Both moustaches looked somehow influential

27. Januar 2019

I did an interview! In English! (As a text chat.)

Don’t quite know why it happened. Long story short: There is a thing called Theology Today Podcast, and they have a youtube channel, a Discord, and, as it turned out, some rather unacceptable misogyny going on.

But you know me, I’m vain enough to still publish the interview, and it was really okay right until the end, so it might even be nice to read if you like that kind of thing. Nothing special, though, right until the end.

Here it is:

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When I die, I will be dead.

10. November 2018

When I die, I will be dead,
I will be gone, you might be sad.
Everything that made me me
Forevermore will cease to be.

I won’t be in a better place,
I won’t move on to somewhere else,
All will vanish, nothing stays,
Not in your heavens, nor your hells.

„lives on in memories“ may well sound
friendly, charming and profound.
It’s garbage, I’ll not live at all.
I’ll just lie under my pall.

Please resist explaining how
matter and energy go on.
They do, but does that matter now?
The configuration is all gone!

Just like a painting in the sand,
washed away, or wiped by hand,
It’s not found within the grains,
And so it is with minds and brains.

Yes, the parts are still around,
And yes, they will forever stay,
some in the air, some in the ground,
But the structure’s gone away.

So please don’t cheapen my demise
With deepities that may sound wise.
But then again, why shouldn’t you?
Why would I tell you what to do?

If you ask me, I’d advise you
To just accept that I’m not there.
But if you don’t, I won’t despise you.
I will be dead. I will not care.


The Sick Note

21. Oktober 2018

Don’t know what it is with me and music right now, but here’s another song I rearranged.

Again, if you don’t know the original, you might want to listen to it before, or after, or not, but I want to at least give you the opportunity:

And this is my version:

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Enjoy!


The Don

19. September 2018

[Wer den Gaston-Song aus Beauty And The Beast nicht kennt, hört ihn vielleicht vorher mal. Zum Beispiel hier:

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Because who cares if it’s voluntary, right?

20. Januar 2016

 

What if I’d babysit for you?

Or as some would call it, „kidnapping“

I guess what this world really needs is more euphemisms for the use of violence.

[Edit: While I still consider the difference between voluntary and forced contributions an important one, fundamentally, I just noticed I absolutely need to point out that possession, as everything else in our societies, is not managed in a way that would justify using the term „violence“ exclusively for taxes versus just letting everyone own what they own already. There is violence in possession, too. I recognize that, and while I also see the value in short, trenchant posts, I fear this one sends a wrong message about where I stand. If you have questions, that’s what the comments are for.]

[via wirres.net]