#Jordan mein

[dummerjan]

people complaining 4 minutes isn't being distributed internationally when it very much is, viu's availability just doesn't include europe and america ◔_◔

[hubba1892]

“Happy to be back!”

[the-hottest-band-tournament]

Round Two

The Blues Brothers

Defeated opponents: The KLF

Formed in: 1978

Genres: Blues

Lineup: "Joliet" Jake Blues (John Belushi) – lead vocals, backing vocals

Elwood Blues (Dan Aykroyd) – backing vocals, harmonica, lead vocals

Steve "The Colonel" Cropper – guitar

Matt "Guitar" Murphy – guitar

Donald "Duck" Dunn – bass guitar

Steve Jordan - drums

Willie "Too Big" Hall - drums

Lou "Blue Lou" Marini – tenor and alto saxophones, backing vocals

Alan "Mr. Fabulous" Rubin – trumpet, backing vocals

Tom "Triple Scale" Scott – tenor and alto saxophones, backing vocals

Tom "Bones" Malone – tenor and baritone saxophones, trombone, trumpet, backing vocals, horn arrangements

Albums from the 80s:

The Blues Brothers (1980)

Made in America (1980)

Best of the Blues Brothers (1981)

Propaganda: Go watch The Blues Brothers movie

Scorpions

Defeated opponents: Pat Metheney Group

Formed in: 1965

Genres: Hard rock, heavy metal

Lineup: Klaus Meine- vocals

Rudolf Schenker- guitar

Matthias Jabs- guitar

Francis Buchholz- bass

Herman Rarebell- drums

Albums from the 80s:

Animal Magnetism (1980)

Blackout (1982)

Love at First Sting (1984)

Savage Amusement (1988)

Propaganda: 

[elisacifuentes]

“Wenn schon am Arsch der Welt, dann wenigstens richtig tief drin.”

Was wir fürchten: Jahrestag (Folge 1)

[inthegardenpraying]

But no; that’s not the way it is! To do evil a human being must first of all believe that what he’s doing is good, or else that it’s a well-considered act in conformity with natural law. | Fortunately, it is in the nature of the human being to seek a justification for his actions. | Macbeth’s self-justifications were feeble—and his conscience devoured him. Yes, even Iago was a little lamb too. The imagination and the spiritual strength of Shakespeare’s evildoers stopped short at a dozen corpses. Because they had no ideology. | Ideology—that is what gives evildoing its long-sought justification and gives the evildoer the necessary steadfastness and determination. | That is the social theory which helps to make his acts seem good instead of bad in his own and others’ eyes, so that he won’t hear reproaches and curses but will receive praise and honors. | That was how the agents of the Inquisition fortified their wills: by invoking Christianity; the conquerors of foreign lands, by extolling the grandeur of their Motherland; the colonizers, by civilization; the Nazis, by race; and the Jacobins (early and late), by equality, brotherhood, and the happiness of future generations. | Thanks to ideology, the twentieth century was fated to experience evildoing on a scale calculated in the millions. This cannot be denied, nor passed over, nor suppressed. | How, then, do we dare insist that evildoers do not exist? And who was it that destroyed these millions? | Without evildoers there would have been no Archipelago. | Solzhenitsyn, Aleksandr. The Gulag Archipelago [Volume 1]: An Experiment in Literary Investigation (pp. 173-174)

[mychameleondays]

Anna Calvi: One Breath

incl. 7″

Domino WIGLP284X

Released: October 7, 2013

[lovescoffeeandbook]

"Ich liebe meine Familie, doch dieser ständige Leistungsdruck begann mich innerlich zu verfressen. Mein Vater ist Chefarzt im Sacred Heart. Meine Mutter ist dort auch ein hohes Tier gewesen. Auch Jack mein Bruder hat was aus seinen Leben gemacht. Ich war überfordert und sah keine andere Möglichkeit mehr. Ich wusste sonst schaff ich es nicht." - Dylan in ihrer Therapie.

》 Jennifer Dylan Cox • Medizinstudentin • früher Drogensüchtig • Tochter von Perry Cox und Jordan Sullivan. 《

[girlactionfigure]

ISRAEL REALTIME - "Connecting the World to Israel in Realtime"

Afternoon Nov 12

THANK YOU so much for the tips, the coffee is GREATLY appreciated!  You keep us going!

🔴 ATTACK IN THE NORTH… anti-tank missile attack hit civilians.  One murdered, 5 injured in the anti-tank missile attack in Dubov, serious injuries.  The civilians are employees of Israel Electric - who were in the area to make repairs.  Hezbollah accepted responsibility for the anti-tank fire, as "support for the Palestinian people in the Gaza Strip”.

Northern roads closed, residents of most northern towns instructed to enter shelter.  

◾️HEZBOLLAH - LEBANON… in the last hour a rocket was launched at the Yaftah area in the Upper Galilee. At the same time, our forces attacked a launcher in Lebanese territory, north of Metulla.  Anti-tank fire towards Arab El Aramsha, Zareit and Petah.  IDF attacks in Yaroun and Meiss El Jabal.

◾️ACRE… In the last hour calls about a car announcing you must enter shelter.  There is NO SUCH ORDER at this time.  Searching for the car - call 106 or 100 if you hear it or see it.

◾️MEIN KAMPF… Israeli President Hertzog: “*Among the objects found in the terrorist base of Hamas, a copy of Hitler's book "Mein Kampf" presenting the teachings of the Nazi oppressor, translated into Arabic.  This is Adolf Hitler's book. This is the book that led to the Holocaust and the book that led to World War II. This book was found a few days ago in northern Gaza. In a children's room, which became a base used for terrorist activities by the terrorist organization Hamas. The terrorist wrote notes, marked the sections, and studied again and again, the ideology of Adolf Hitler to hate the Jews, to kill the Jews, to burn and slaughter Jews wherever they are. This is the real war we are facing.'

◾️ARAB POLITICS… At the emergency conference of the Arab League: 11 countries refused to accept 5 important clauses in the resolution (4 opposed and 7 abstained).  The countries that refused are: Bahrain, Comoros Islands, Djibouti, Egypt, Jordan, Mauritania, Morocco, Saudi Arabia, Somalia, Sudan, United Arab Emirates.

◾️ON ISRAEL UNITY… (Arab Desk) our unity in the last month is hitting them, I read and hear things that you will not believe, they were sure that the divisions within Israel would crush us after that Black Shabbat and it didn't happen, they don't understand how. Because this is the secret of the people of Israel : unity.

◾️ASHKELON SCHOOLS… Southern Command says still not safe to re-open in-person.

◾️AL JAZEERA ARRESTED IN JUDEA-SAMARIA… Jawara al-Badiri, Al-Jazeera reporter delivers anti-Israeli, false reports and support statements for Hamas was arrested this morning by security forces while ‘supporting the enemy’.

[sylvia-on-the-run]

'palestine is a beautiful country marred by the jewish invaders' hitler in mein kampf (paraphrased) he also promised the grand mufti that he would help him end the occupation but congrats on shittalking palestine's oldest allies because you hear the word 'nazi' and your brain switches off.

are we pro nazi now dear zionist anons? anyways uh palestine is much older than mein kampf id say palestines oldest ally probably would fall in like, syrians or kurds, hell if we count the bible as legitimate history(we shouldnt) we can count jordan or egypt as pretty big ones. anyways i dont really show a lot of support for the al-hussaynis wether amin or abdulaqir. and there is also yknow the concept of realpolitik but that might be a little advanced for you

[ifrartistic]

Bechaini— When Jaun Elia said, “Yeh mujhe chain kyun nahi parta”, and when Jordan from Rockstar sang, “Iss lamhe kya kardoon main jo mujhe chain mile aaram mile,” and when Amir Ameer wrote, “phir ‘bechaini’ ka ‘be’ katoon tujhe chain zara sa ho jaye,” and when Nasir Kazmi wrote, “aafaton ke daur mein chain ki ghadi hai tu,” and when Atif Aslam sang, “Bechainiya samet ke saare jahan ki jab kuchh naa ban saka to mera dil bana diya,” we felt how ‘bechaini’ or restlessness indeed is a curse that makes one feel alive while seeking some ‘chain’ in life.

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[hubba1892]

Andy Robertson via Instagram: Special ❤️

[kineats]

Um... Vegetarian recipes for... Chinese-american dishes ... For Jordan Li (Gen V) kin. Preferably few steps or little time taken ... Thanks

You got it! Sorry for taking so long!! Here's part 1 of 2! I'm gonna focus on Americanized Chinese in this one and some more traditional/lesser known Chinese food in the second one, if that's okay!!

Quick/Easy Veggie Chow Mein (Add eggs or frozen veggies as needed to make variations of it!) Quick Kung Pao Tofu Easy Vegan Hot and Sour Soup Quick Veggie Egg Rolls Broccoli Tofu Stir fry General Tso's Tofu Easy Sweet and Sour Veggies Veggie Lo Mein Easy Veg and Egg Fried Rice (The best results are with day-old rice!) Quick Veggie Stir Fry Easy Ho-Fun Noodles

My best suggestion is get a simple Nonstick Wok to practice cooking on! You can make anything from stir fries to pasta or mac n cheese to shallow fry dishes in a wok. They're an excellent multitool. And nonstick makes easy cleanup! When you're more comfortable with using a wok, or ready for more complicated upkeep, I'd suggest getting a Cast Iron or Carbon Steel one. You need to keep them seasoned and be careful how you clean them, but they also impart way better flavor to anything you cook once you're practiced.

Here's a Wok Cooking Basics video~! And if you'd rather a readable step-by-step for different cooking methods, here's a good Wok 101 and 102 Guide!

[nighttimemachinery]

Just Roommates

Jordan Parrish/Scott McCall Rating: T, Word Count: 2,213 Roommates, Friends to Lovers, Idiots in Love, Post-Canon 5 times people assume Scott and Parrish are dating and 1 time they finally are. Read on AO3.

1. Stiles

Scott arrives at the San Francisco International Airport in the middle of a particularly rough onslaught of rain. He’s thankful for the covering that hangs over the arrival gate where he’s waiting to be picked up. He hears the clanking of the rickety old jeep before he even sees it. When Stiles rounds the bend and pulls up to the curb, Scott greets him with a wide smile. Stiles hops out of the car and engulfs his best friend in a giant hug.

Apparently, the people who work airport security have no patience for physical affection or brotherly reunions. A man in a reflective yellow jacket walks past them and notifies the two men that they only have a minute to pull out before they’re ticketed and fined. With a glare, Stiles makes his way to the back of the jeep to open up the trunk. Scott throws his bags in and the two scramble into the car - heading out on the two hour drive to Beacon Hills.

“Man,” Stiles starts with a grin to match Scott’s own. “I can’t believe you’re home. And like… a grown up. With a doctorate.”

Scott blushes and scratches bashfully at the back of his neck. “Yeah, I’m excited to be home, too. Looking forward to getting settled in and seeing everyone again.”

“Settled in with Parrish, right?” Stiles wiggles his eyebrows suggestively. “You two sure are moving fast.”

“Huh?” Scott’s eyebrows knit together in confusion.

“Well, I know you guys have been hanging out or whatever, but living together is pretty serious. That’s like… a big step on the grand staircase of relationships.”

Scott shakes his head, “Dude, we’re not like together or anything… We just got to talking when I visited for Christmas. He was saying his rent was a little high. And there’s not really a place for me to move in with my mom and your dad. We’re just a couple of friends who both needed a roommate.”

Stiles looks skeptical but leaves it at that. They move on and talk for the rest of the car ride just like they had never spent any time apart.

---

2. Valerie

Scott and Parrish find a rhythm and quickly learn to live with each other. Parrish works either very early or very late hours at the station. Scott, who is now a partner at Deaton’s veterinary clinic, works regular hours Monday through Friday - only going in on the weekends for emergencies.

When Parrish works the night shift, Scott will usually swing by the station with dinner after he’s done at the clinic. One night, Scott arrives with egg rolls and lo mein from Parrish’s favorite Chinese restaurant.

“Oh my gosh, you’re the best! I love you!” Parrish exclaims as he rips open the bag. Scott smiles bashfully at Parrish’s very vocal appreciation, his eyes crinkling around the edges.

Deputy Clark sits one desk over as she sighs loudly and wistfully. Scott and Parrish turn to look at her.

“Wha-” Parrish asks with a mouth full of egg roll.

“Oh, nothing.” She hums, “I just wish I had a boyfriend who would bring me dinner at work.”

Parrish shakes his head, “Scott’s not my boyfriend, he’s just my roommate. A very considerate roommate, but that’s all. And Valerie, you’re a catch. I’m sure there are plenty of guys who are dying to be with you…”

Scott tunes out the conversation and Parrish misses the sad smile that graces the younger man’s face.

---

3. Melissa

Scott washes the dishes in the kitchen sink of his childhood home when Melissa comes up to him and kisses him on the side of his forehead. When he was younger he would have shrugged her off and wiped the nonexistent slobber from his forehead, but at 26 years old he doesn’t mind the show of motherly affection.

Scott’s mom takes a rag and starts drying dishes. They stand side by side in a companionable silence, washing dishes while Parrish takes a phone call from the station in the living room.

Melissa sets down the dish in her hands and turns to Scott. “I’m glad you felt comfortable bringing your boyfriend over for dinner. I know we’ve never had, you know, the talk. But -”

“Mom, please,” he implores, quieting her before Parrish could walk in and overhear.

“What?” Melissa crosses her arms and raises an eyebrow. “I’m just happy for you, that’s all.”

“There’s nothing to be happy about, though. Literally nothing happening here at all,” Scott whispers back at her.

She opens her mouth to respond, but at that moment Parrish walks into the kitchen. “Thank you so much for dinner, Mrs. Mccall. It was amazing. I’m sorry I have to do this, but apparently there’s a massive pileup on the highway and it’s all hands on deck. I have to go into work.”

“Oh, that’s alright.” Melissa smiles understandingly, “I have worked a few emergencies myself. I’m just glad you came.”

Melissa pulls Parrish in for a hug. Surprised, Parrish doesn’t quite know what to do with his arms. He awkwardly pats her on the back.

When he pulls away he turns to Scott, “Are you gonna be alright to get home? I feel bad, we should have taken separate cars.”

Scott shakes his head, “Don’t worry about it - we live about 5 blocks away. And I’m a pretty fast runner.”

Parrish grins at the younger man and bumps shoulders with him. “See you at home,” he says quietly.

Melissa watches the exchange, amused by how absolutely wrong her son could be.

---

4. Allison

Beep. Boop. Boop. Beep.

The noise comes from Scott’s laptop - from Skype, to be specific. Scott’s face splits into a grin when he sees that the call coming in is from Allison.

Scott minimizes the window he has open and accepts Allison’s call.

“Hey, Allison!” He cheerfully greets the brunette when she appears on the screen.

“Scott! I wasn’t sure you’d be up – it’s still early in Beacon Hills now, right?”

“Yeah, I like to get a jump start on the day – have some quiet time before I have to go into the office.”

Allison starts to apologize for interrupting, but he stops her. “I’m always happy to see you, though! What’s up? How’s France?”

“C’est magnifique!” she exclaims with a giggle. “Malia’s not picking up French at all, but I think she’s enjoying it. She’s enjoying me, at least.” Allison wiggles her eyebrows suggestively.

Scott blushes and covers his face. Thankfully, he’s saved from having to respond when Parrish comes out into their shared living room, frantically looking for something.

“You looking for your keys?” Scott asks.

“Yes, have you seen them?”

“You always leave them on the kitchen counter by the cereal. Go check there.”

Parrish does a little jog over to the kitchen and shakes his keys signifying that he found them. “You’re a lifesaver! I have my keys, wallet, and… sunglasses? Where are my sunglasses?”

Scott barks out a laugh and points at Jordan, “They’re on top of your head.”

Jordan shakes his head. “Of course.” He walks over and gives Scott’s shoulder a squeeze, “Thanks, Scott. See you tonight.”

Scott reaches up and briefly touches Jordan’s fingers with his own. “See you then.”

Parrish runs out, the door falling closed behind him. Scott’s eyes linger on the door a beat too long before turning his attention back to Allison on his screen.

“Oh, sorry, Allison! What were we talking about?”

“Nothing, nothing. Just my love life, but maybe we should be talking about yours.” She suggests along with her signature eyebrow raise.

“What love life? I’m too busy with work and friends for any of that right now.”

“Friends like Parrish?”

Scott looks down, bashful. “Yes, friends. Just friends.”

“You just seem so… domestic, though. And that smile says otherwise! You couldn’t wipe that grin off your face the whole time he was in the room. I know that head over heels Scott McCall grin!”

“Maybe, but it doesn’t matter. We’re roommates and we have a good thing going on here. I don’t want to jeopardize that.”

“Scott, his hand was on your shoulder. For a while. Trust me, your feelings are not one-sided.”

“Please, Allison? Just don’t – we’re just gonna be roommates and that’s all.” Scott says with a tone of finality. “Now, tell me what you guys have been up to in France. Nothing graphic, please!”

She laughs and complies with Scott’s request to move the conversation along, but she refuses to believe that Scott’s feelings aren’t reciprocated by Parrish. She’d heard from Stiles how unbearably in love and oblivious they were, but seeing it herself – even on the small laptop screen through Skype – she knew for sure. It was only a matter of time before they figured it out.

---

5. Sheriff

It’s Thanksgiving and the pack has gathered at the recently restored Hale house to celebrate. Scott wanders and takes in the view of his pack - his family - all enjoying a moment of peace together. Jackson, Kira, Isaac, and Boyd play pickup lacrosse in the yard while Derek serves as referee. Danny, Lydia, and Allison drink wine on the front porch and catch up. Stiles and Melissa work together to put the finishing touches on the meal in the kitchen.

Scott stops short of the den when he overhears Jordan talking to the Sheriff. The two men had been half-watching the game (neither of their teams were playing) and chatting.

The Sheriff starts, “You know, Parrish, I’ve always thought of Scott as a son. And I’ve grown to think of you the same way over the past few years. I’m really glad the two of you have found each other.”

“Sheriff, sir -” Parrish tries.

“It’s Noah. Please, we’re not in the office.” The Sheriff interrupts.

“Noah, look. I think Scott’s a great friend and roommate. But that’s all we are. We’re not dating or anything.”

Scott lets out a breath he didn’t know he was holding and tunes out the rest of their conversation. He leans against the wall, taking a second to compose himself. But with a house this full, that second was all he got.

Malia walks up and knocks Scott’s shoulder with her own. “You smell sad. It’s a weird smell on you.”

Scott paints a smile back on his face. “Nah, I’m good.” He throws an arm over Malia’s shoulders and steers her towards the kitchen. “Let’s go sneak some turkey off the plate. It drives Stiles and my mom crazy, it’s a timeless Thanksgiving tradition!”

---

+1

The following Saturday, Jordan has the day off, so he and Scott are home at the same time. Scott knocks on his bedroom door. Jordan looks up from the book he’s reading and smiles.

“Hey, Scott!”

“Hey, Jordan.” Scott begins, unusually somber. “Can we talk?”

Jordan sits up more in his bed. “Sure, man. What’s up?”

Scott takes a couple steps into the room and sits on the edge of the bed - as far away from Jordan as physically possible while still being on the same bed.

“I’ve been thinking it over and I think I need to move out.” Scott manages to get out, never looking Jordan in the eyes.

Shocked, Jordan opens and closes his mouth. Not sure what to say, at first. “I mean, I guess if you feel like you need to. But why?”

Scott runs his hands over his face, “Don’t make me say it, Jordan.”

“Say what?”

“You have to know how I feel about you. It’s getting embarrassing, dude.”

“How you feel about me?” Jordan repeats back at him.

“I bring you dinner at the station almost every night. I spend all of my time with you when we’re not working. I regularly bring you over to my mom’s house for dinner. I feel like it should be pretty clear.”

“You have feelings for me?”

“Yes, Jordan! I’m stupidly in love with you and I know you don’t feel the same way because you keep laughing and telling people we’re not together. If you’re not into me, that’s fine, but it’s just getting to be too much for me. That’s why I need to move out.”

Jordan sits with his mouth agape for a few moments before launching forward and kissing Scott square on the lips.

“Don’t move out,” is all Jordan says before bringing his lips back to Scott’s.

Scott is still for several moments, surprised by the kiss. Finally, he kisses back and Jordan can feel the younger man’s lips turn up in a smile against his.

Scott pulls back, a goofy smile on his face, and says, “Why haven’t we been doing this for months?”

Jordan shakes his head. “I thought I was the one with the one-sided feelings. I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t want to ruin our living situation or make you uncomfortable.”

“Me, too. We’re so dumb.”

“So dumb!” Parrish says with a chuckle. “I promise I’ll tell you all the time about my feelings for you.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.” He punctuates every sentence with a kiss along Scott’s jaw. “How much I like you.” Kiss. “How cute you are.” Kiss. “How hot you are.” Kiss.

“Sounds good to me.”

“How does a date sound to you? Tonight?”

“Perfect.”

[chungledown-bimothy]

Hey, have you seen any of the mismatched Broadway videos?

I just came across a phenomenal version of mein herr done by Corbin Bleu and highly recommend watching !

i fucking love miscast! i have watched corbin bleu's mein herr probably about a dozen or so times- i was so right to have been obsessed with him and not zac efron back in the hsm days lol

other favorites off the top of my head include jonathan groff's anything goes, aaron tveit and gavin creel's take me or leave me, and (to no one's surprise) jeremy jordan and jonathan groff's let me be your star.

iirc aaron tveit also did mein herr, and it was great, but corbin's definitely was better imo

[lunarsilkscreen]

Perspective in Media

I keep getting asked this question: "What about movies that subvert the audience, specifically by lying to them about what they are really seeing?"

There's a long standing tradition of explaining *how* and *why* certain organizations grow and then subsequently treat groups of people, either ethnically, or regionally like *something else*. Like trash, like monsters, like bugs, or something else that is abhorrent to the average viewer.

Starship Troopers, Half-Life, Resident Evil, Evil-Dead, Friday the 13th, Halloween, Mein Kampf, even talking head personalities like Jordan Peterson, Alex Jones, and Nicolle Wallace, do this to a certain extent.

The bad guys you have to face are monsters, because that's how the characters see the bad guys. Literally, like scum, like trash, like vermin. Something that President Trump vocalizes on a reoccurring basis.

Simultaneously scary mindless beasts that will kill you without a second thought, AND harmless rats that infest your region.

All the while they look like you, sound like you, in a different universe, might even be you. And yet ... What you see is something else. What you hear is something else.

Something that makes your stomachs churn, and your skin crawl, and your anxiety run high.

And that's the depiction we get from certain personalities, were they to truly write what's in their hearts.

Starship Troopers, specifically, gets a pass on gender neutrality. But all it is, is a depiction from a personality that is on the side of the Nazis. This white, Aryan asshole, who sees something nobody else sees. The enemy is bugs from a distant planet. The fellow trainers killed on the firing range had it coming.

The women in the locker room, wouldn't be defined as women by TERFs and other RadFems. One depiction of a "harmless" kiss on a cheek, in front of the guy's fiancé, literally, could be a straight man, but to her and to him, look like a straight woman.

Only there for one thing; as a Mistress.

That's how fiction gets written, and how gender and biology change during historical record. How certain people are depicted as mindless beasts, that cannot take care of themselves, so they should be used to make a profit for somebody who can.

What kind of mindset, do you think it takes, to look and treat people, any person, other than human?

Even if, they're the ones that are dangerous to *people like you*.

The one thing nobody ever talks about, even literary critics, is how the author might not just be lying to the audience, but to themselves.

[krimitastisch]

Review zum Hörbuch "Königsblau"

Komplett spoilerfrei

Hi Leute! Endlich habe ich es geschafft mich an dieses Review zu setzen. Wie gewohnt geb ich euch erst einen Überblick und äußere dann meine Meinung.

Zum Autor: Autor des Krimis ist Tom Wolf, welcher seit 2001 als freier Autor in Berlin tätig ist und bereits 2005 den Berliner Literaturpreis "Krimifuchs" gewann.

Eckdaten: Erschienen ist das Hörspiel 2006 im be.bra verlag. Es ist ca. 62 Minuten lang und stammt aus der Reihe "Große Stimmen lesen starke Krimis", wobei es sich um den zehnten Krimi der Reihe handelt.

Sprecher und Rollen:

Erzähler - Jürgen Holtz

König Friedrich ll. - Boris Aljinovic

Honoré Langutier - Martin Engler

Charles Etienne Jordan - Ulrich Noethen

Emilie Auguste Stolzenhagen - Marie Lou Sellem

Johann Theodor Eller - Tilo Prückner

Inhalt: Preußen, 1740. Am Hofe des Königs Friedrich ll. häufen sich Morde unter seltsamen Umständen, und die Lage scheint immer bedrohlicher. Wird jemand das Rätsel darum lüften können?

Meine Meinung: Man sollte gewisses Geschichtswissen mitbringen, um die Handlung und die früheren politischen/diplomatischen Geflogenheiten nachvollziehen zu können - sonst kann dieses Hörspiel schon am Anfang den Hörer in die Verzweiflung treiben. Der Aufbau ist beim ersten hören definitiv undurchsichtig, man muss sie steht's aufs neue im Kopf "entwirren" und sortieren, dass kann auf Dauer anstrengend werden. Damit ist "Königsblau" über die Maßen anspruchsvoll und schwer zu fassen. Definitiv nichts für den Alltag.