Archive for the ‘Gedankenspiel’ Category
Just a short one today. Something Johnny found and I thought was worth translating. Some copy for a place called PAPERCUT.
You are born. You learn to walk. You start school. You fall in love. You get dumped. You get up again. You fall in love again. You get dumped again. You go on. You steal a chocolate cookie. You get caught. You are ashamed. You get tired about being ashamed. You run away. You become an exchange student. You get in trouble. You get sent home again.
You fall in love. Read the rest of this entry »
Taking a long, sweet fika is a classic Swedish way of either getting away from work for a little while, or preparing physically and mentally for a tough hour to come. An average fika consists of filtered coffee, a cinnamon bun and at least one colleague. The matching feeling is “fikasugen” by the way, meaning “craving a fika”.
Before heading out for some spontaneous brain stretching on sunday, I took a luxurious fika in the suburbs, with about 27 kids and about as many dads in their 40ies.
After a couple of polite questions about my whereabouts I can state that I have been busy, freezing and quite uninspired. And occupied winterproofing boats at 15 degrees minus as well as researching adequate means of transportation for the upcoming season.
Until it next breaks down, I take the subway. On my way to work yesterday I ran into two updates
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I like Lufthansa.
As pathetic as it may sound, looking out of an airport window and seeing lots of Lufthansa logos makes me feel happy and safe. At home.
This accurs regularily outside Sweden, since they don’t fly to Stockholm very often.
Or at least not when I need them. Read the rest of this entry »
Everyone is busy analyzing the Swedish election: A racist party made it into government. The journalists at Dagens Nyheter are no exception, but I find one article that touches a subject I have been chewing on for some time now, even if in very different contexts – for example when paying higher insurance because I am a woman with either simply breasts or increasing risk of childbearing.
The question is: “How much does a man cost?” Read the rest of this entry »
Creative people often produce excellent work under time pressure. Filip and Fredrik are no exception. They are journalists, writers, comedians and TV-hosts and they are always together. Almost ten years ago they started their own little shop called Framgångsfabriken ”successfactory”, which rejoices the swedish population with a lot of spontaneous action ever since.
With one week left to the elections they have now come up with a brilliant idea about how to save us from Sverigedemokraterna, Read the rest of this entry »
Today’s inspiration: Sonja Catani and the latest bank bankruptcy. HQ lost its license for banking a couple of days ago, and that means trouble when you are a bank. A couple of days later the organization was bought by Carnegie, which is a good thing, since they have been through the same vale of tears and certainly can be of emotional support. Read the rest of this entry »
”As always, she came sliding in on a shrimp sandwich”, says P.
My brain immediately begins investigating all mental associations for something that makes sense. No result, but entertaining Kopfkino of our friend entering the locale on a prawn bun, decelerating softly in an elegant turn. And then of course dismounting without the slightest bit of caviar on her stilettos.
Reading about a relationship between an American writer and a Brazilian gemstone specialist makes me think of my wonderful and equally Brazilian friend M., as well as communication and understanding, two of my all time favorites.
M. and I met in the dark winter of 2005 when attending a Swedish course at Stockholms Folkuniversitet.
Our swedish skills at the time were labelled ”B-” . Read the rest of this entry »