Sunday, 30 August 2020
Wednesday, 26 August 2020
if you look attentively at the picture above - which shows the Victoria-Luise-Platz in Berlin, one street away from my home - you might notice a little turret with a wind vane. (I do have a much sharper photo - but can't find it in the "cloud" of my computer among those over 16.000 photos... ).
The turret is on the house number 9 where Victoria Luise, only daughter of Kaiser Wilhelm II (he had six sons) lived before her marriage on 2 storeys - there she went when she wanted to be alone, without the surveillance of the Imperial Court.
I could tell you very much about that place (and the idea of the garden design; or the inhabitants of the gorgeous houses) - but I do not know whether you are interested in historical details.
Half a year ago, inspired by Rachel, I started reading biographies - and find it very rewarding.
At the moment I read the autobiography of Victoria Luise.
I don't want to judge the interesting and well-written book in regard to the deep prominent partiality and glorification of the Emperor and the aristocracy.
But remarkable is the "bon ton", the decency and deep respect in which this autobiography is written. (Easy, you might say, if you live on two storeys and are the daughter of an Emperor).
But that is so different from our hysterical media-world, where in serious broadcast discussions people use words full of hate and derision and vulgarity.
Yesterday I heard a prominent young woman call the president of a well-known country (who also uses hateful foul language) "a bag of shit" - the fact might be true - but one could word it otherwise.
What I mean is - though I might sound very old-fashioned: I miss something: reverence for nature, for people, for ideas (also if they aren't mine).
I am grateful to live in a democracy where I can say everything I like - but "It's not what you say, but how you say it".
The Media in the last 20 years gives more and more attention and voice to the vulgar. That might bring higher viewing figures - as bad news do (how they gloat each evening like vultures over little ugly morsels of corona!). I honestly want to be informed, but I don't want to be incited - thus I often choose to read a good newspaper instead.
Sorry that I moan so much this time (which I seldom do, as you know).
But I wish:
Let decency, respect, democratic thinking, tolerance, awe for the beauty of creation come back.
Mankind is fallible and weak - always was - and power and greed corrupts many. I am not naive.
Yet I hope.
What is your opinion? I am really interested!
Sunday, 23 August 2020
(Turn and face the strange)
(Just gonna have to be a different man)
But I can't trace time
But never leave the stream of warm impermanence and
So the days float through my eyes
But still the days seem the same.
Friday, 21 August 2020
Wednesday, 12 August 2020
Monday, 10 August 2020