Posts Tagged ‘socialism’
Just this today:
“Staff forgot to lock in internees. On thursday night, the staff on duty forgot to lock in six prisoners in Norrtälje, three of them convicted for murder. The prisoners used the opportunities to bake chocolate fudge cake in the shared kitchen and watch TV: “The cosiest evening we have had in a long time”, says one of the captives.”
The power of chocolate.
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Found on SVD and my friend Aftonbladet.
Header: “Objectivity wanted”.
Written by Julia
January 7, 2011 at 12:21
When I woke up this morning, P. was still sleeping and I took my phone to read some news. I often start with Svenska Dagbladet and Spiegel, to then check what Aftonbladet has to say. Aftonbladet is an equally good mirror for the Swedish collective mood, as BILD in Germany. Neither of them known for fantastic journalism, but both read by so many citizens, they have a loud voice.
If you have read previous posts, you are familiar with my scepticism Read the rest of this entry »
Written by Julia
January 2, 2011 at 22:58
Tagged with Aftonbladet, Culture, Drottning Silvia, ipad, Jan Scherman, Kalla Fakta, King Carl XVI Gustav, kungahuset, Kungen, Media circus, monarchy, new words, News, Opinion, politics, Queen, Royal family, socialism, Sweden, Swedish, Systemet, TV4, understanding
The Swedish Academy gave the Nobel price for literature to Mario Vargas Llosa today.
Mario was caught by surprise, but thinks these are wonderful news. He thought he had been forgotten.
Others think it is crazy to give this price to someone who is actually read. Which in turn comes as a surprise to those Read the rest of this entry »
Written by Julia
October 7, 2010 at 18:39
Swedish elections today!
Pretty exciting. The question is if the future will be red or blue.
The first drastic change is that Sverigedemokraterna apparently will get some seats in the government. A dramatic and scary development. And a subject discussed by every other Swede these days.
Something I haven’t heard anyone say (except for Jesper while making salad) is that – Read the rest of this entry »
Neo: “I used to eat there. Really good noodles. I have these memories from my life. None of them happened. What does that mean?”
Trinity: “That the Matrix cannot tell you who you are.”
Sometimes Swedes are afraid. They are afraid to stand out from the masses. To stick out their head, to swim against the current.
Partly it’s not very much appreciated by those masses and partly its something you just don’t do.
People will look at you strangely, wonder where you come from and unconsciously conclude that there might be much more suspicious under your Filippa K coat. Read the rest of this entry »
A radio program on P1 caught my attention yesterday and I still think about it, even though it is called ”Plånboken” – ”The Wallet” – a guide for balanced household economies. The reason it got stuck with me is not my poor bank account, but that it is such a fine example for lagom, Swedens own Yin-Yang. Read the rest of this entry »
It looks like the elections in september will be a close run. Currently the two major political blocks are cruising the country to catch the last free-floating votes – with admittedly original ideas.
So far, the election campaigns have been highly entertaining. Read the rest of this entry »
Problems with my phone contract lead me to Täby Centrum today, a popular Stockholm suburb. Mobile phone operators must be the most difficult institutions in the world to keep a friendly dialogue with, so I was mildly annoyed, but decided to see the little excursion as an inspiration, which – as is generally known can strike anywhere. Why not in the center of sunny Täby, home of many modern and nature loving families. (Impression 1, Impression 2, Impression Church)
I leave E18, follow the signs to ”Täby C” and turn to the greyest place I have seen since 1988 outside East Berlin. I mean: Gropiusstadt is at least an architectural concept! Read the rest of this entry »
Talking about Folkuniversitetet yesterday, I remembered an almost forgotten figure from those times: The communist teacher. M. and I had named her after her daily attempts of teaching her view on swedish culture as an addition to verb forms and impossible pronunciation.
Every morning she entered the classroom with a bunch of free magazines or flyers under her arm, that she must have collected during her investigative afternoon strolls through Stockholm. Read the rest of this entry »