#improbable news from germany

[thatswhywelovegermany]

Australian travels to Cologne to watch a hole in a ceiling

A man from Australia traveled to the German city of Cologne to sightsee a hole in the ceiling of an underground station caused by an incident in 2017 that has become a worldwide meme.

During the carnival celebrations, Cologne turns into a state of exception with people walking around in the weirdest imaginable costumes. A man dressed up as Jesus Christ is nothing special, but if he carries a giant cross, he may turn some heads.

In 2017, a man dressed up as Jesus Christ became famous as he traveled up the escalator of the underground at Cologne Central / Cathedral station, crashing his giant cross into the ceiling. He managed to pull the cross free, but it had pierced a hole into the ceiling. The incident was filmed and uploaded to Youtube where it had gained at least 16 million views as of now (the original video has been deleted).

Meanwhile, the hilarious scene must have made it all the way to Australia. A man known on Reddit as towerbooks3192 was haunted so much by this meme that he said to his girlfriend that he wanted to do a pilgrimage to this very site, particularly after he heard rumors that the hole still exists. His girlfriend then surprised him with tickets for the journey. The man said on his Reddit post that it was the happiest day of his life.

Indeed, he is apparently not the only one to take a pilgrimage to the holy hole in the ceiling. Frequntly, people are seen taking pictures of the section of the ceiling that includes the hole. Maybe this is the reason why the city of Cologne (or the local public transport company) has not repaired the hole yet, although it must be said that the city has many more tourist attractions making it worth a journey and stay for several days.

[thatswhywelovegermany]

Tram driver Anna Lena discovers a hen in the tram at the terminus of line 309 in Bochum-Langendreer. The hen probably escaped an open-air enclosure in Witten-Heven and got on the tram without anyone noticing.

"Hennifer" entertained the passengers on the Journey back. Anna Lena brought the bird back home.

Apparently, Hennifer enjoyed the trip. The next morning, she is waiting again at the stop. But this time, she is not allowed to embark.

God forbid girls use public transport

[determinate-negation]

“The magnetic power exerted by patently threadbare ideologies is to be explained, beyond psychology, by the objectively determined decay of logical evidence as such. Things have come to pass where lying sounds like truth, truth like lying. Each statement, each piece of news, each thought has been pre-formed by the centres of the culture industry. Whatever lacks the familiar trace of such pre-formation lacks credibility, the more so because the institutions of public opinion accompany what they send forth by a thousand factual proofs and all the plausibility that total power can lay hands on. Truth that opposes these pressures not only appears improbable, but is in addition too feeble to make any headway in competition with their highly-concentrated machinery of dissemination. The extreme case of Germany is instructive of the general mechanism. When the National Socialists began to torture, they not only terrorized the peoples inside and outside Germany, but were the more secure from exposure the more wildly the horror increased. The implausibility of their actions made it easy to disbelieve what nobody, for the sake of precious peace, wanted to believe, while at the same time capitulating to it. Trembling voices persuade themselves that, after all, there is much exaggeration: even after the outbreak of the war, details about the concentration camps were unwanted in the English press. Every horror necessarily becomes, in the enlightened world, a horrific fairy-tale. For the untruth of truth has a core which finds an avid response in the unconscious. It is not only that the unconscious wishes horrors to come about; Fascism is itself less 'ideological', in so far as it openly proclaims the principle of domination that is elsewhere concealed. Whatever humane values the democracies can oppose it with, it can effortlessly refute by pointing out that they represent not the whole of humanity but a mere illusory image that Fascism has had the courage to discard. So desperate have people become in civilization, however, that they are forever ready to abandon their frail better qualities as soon as the world does their worse ones the obigation of confessing how evil it is. The political forces of opposition, however, are compelled to make constant use of lies if they are not themselves to be completely wiped out as destructive. The deeper the divergence of an opposition from the established order, which ar least affords it refuge from a blacker future, the more easily Fascists can pin it down to untruths. Only the absolute lie now has any freedom to speak the truth. The confounding of truth and lies, making it almost impossible to maintain a distinction, and a labour of Sisyphus to hold on to the simplest piece of knowledge, marks the victory in the field of logical organization of the principle that lies crushed on that of battle. Lies have long legs: they are ahead of their time. The conversion of all questions of truth into questions of power, a process that truth itself cannot escape if it is not to be annihilated by power, not only suppresses truth as in earlier despotic orders, but has attacked the very heart of the distinction between true and false, which the hirelings of logic were in any case diligently working to abolish. So Hitler, of whom no-one can say whether he died or escaped, survives.”

Adorno, ‘Pseudomenos’ (1945) from Minima Moralia

[whencyclopedia]

Hitler's Occupation of Czechoslovakia

Throughout 1938, Adolf Hitler (1889-1945), the leader of Nazi Germany, threatened to occupy the Sudetenland region of Czechoslovakia. The excuse presented was that Sudeten Germans were being repressed but Hitler was intent on creating a 'Greater Germany', which included all German speakers in Europe. In the Munich Agreement of September 1938, Britain, France, and Italy agreed to recognize Germany's claim over the Sudetenland. This act of appeasement was meant to avoid a world war.

In March 1939, Hitler occupied the Bohemian and Moravian regions of Czechoslovakia, Slovakia became a German client state, and Hungary and Poland grabbed what was left of the old Czechoslovakia. When Hitler invaded Poland in September 1939, Britain and France finally declared war. Czechoslovakia had been betrayed and bargained away for nothing.

German Troops Enter the Sudetenland

Imperial War Museums (CC BY-NC-SA)

Hitler's Greater Germany

Hitler had harboured ambitions to build a German empire or 'Greater Germany' ever since his book Mein Kampf (published in 1925), in which he described the need for Lebensraum (living space) for the German people – new lands where they could prosper. Once in power from 1933, Hitler pursued an aggressive foreign policy that aimed to recover Germany's territorial losses following the Treaty of Versailles that had formally concluded the First World War (1914-18).

The first practical step towards a Greater Germany came with a plebiscite in the coal-rich Saar region, once part of western Germany but governed by the League of Nations (the forerunner of today's United Nations) since the end of WWI. In March 1935, voters decided overwhelmingly to rejoin Germany. One year later, in March 1936, German armed forces occupied the Rhineland, an industrialised area between Germany and France, which the Versailles treaty had stipulated should not have any military presence. As was the case with Japan's invasion of Chinese Manchuria in 1931 and Italy's invasion of Abyssinia (Ethiopia) in 1935, the League of Nations offered no meaningful response. Encouraged, Hitler repudiated the Treaty of Versailles and set about solidifying his alliances. In October 1936, Germany and Italy became allies with the Rome-Berlin Axis. In November 1936, Italy and Germany (and later Japan) signed the Anti-Comintern Pact, a treaty of mutual cooperation in empire-building and a united front against communism. Hitler could now concentrate on his next victim: Austria.

Hitler not only wanted more German speakers under his power but also Austria's raw materials and currency reserves; both were badly needed for the costly rearmament programme Germany was undertaking. In 1938, Hitler pressured the Austrian chancellor Kurt von Schuschnigg (1897-1977) to appoint Nazi ministers in his government, but when Schuschnigg planned a plebiscite on independence for 13 March, Hitler mobilised his army, which crossed the border on 12 March. Crucially, Hitler had three factors in his favour: the support of half of the Austrian population, the Austrian army was incapable of effective resistance, and the fascist dictator of Italy Benito Mussolini (1883-1945) had promised he would not interfere. The Austrian government duly capitulated, and radio messages urged people not to resist. The Anschluss was accomplished.

The Rise of Nazi Germany, 1919 - 1939

Simeon Netchev (CC BY-NC-ND)

The major powers, all eager to avoid another world war, reacted tamely to the Anschluss and took solace from the popularity of the takeover indicated by the plebiscites in Germany and Austria, which showed (an improbable) 99% approval for the Anschluss. Austria was absorbed into the Third Reich and became a German province. Possession of Austria gave Hitler a strong strategic position in Central Europe, a base from which he could launch further invasions, particularly in the Balkans and to his next target, Czechoslovakia. In May 1938, Hitler declared to his generals: “it is my unalterable will to smash Czechoslovakia by military action in the near future" (Dear, 597). What Hitler wanted first, though, was an excuse to take Czechoslovakia. As it turned out, he did not need it since the Western powers conspired to give Hitler the country on a plate.

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[jewish-vents]

Sometimes I feel like every goy in the world hates us and wants us dead. And I can’t even pretend that I’m just being hysterical, because it’s proven over and over that a disproportionately large amount genuinely do—no matter their political affiliation or anything else that I thought would automatically grant a person empathy. And that makes me feel like I must fear everyone, which is painful and exhausting; any new person that I interact with I think “if they found out that I’m a Jew, would they hurt me?” The thing that I do to keep myself sane—and I know this will sound weird—is to think of Conrad Veidt, an actor from the early 20th century. He married a Jewish woman, and he fled Germany with her when the Nazis came to power rather than being an actor of the state, because of he loved her and was a good man. When I’m feeling overwhelmed I think “he couldn’t have been so unique that nobody now is like him”, after all that would be mathematically improbable. It makes it easier to be around people, and to not feel entirely hopeless. (Side note, I know that there were other goyim who fled or helped Jews during the Nazi regime. Veidt is significant for me because it allows me to put a face and a name to that that I’m very familiar with)

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[soapver4]

Global Fashion Police Mayhem

Media format idea: Screen creatives representing their nations compete for the most brutal honesty in an omnibus series as each team produces an episode of television storytelling projecting how climate-destructive consumerist forces at the grassroots level of those societies will transform swathes of them into underwater, desertified or disease-ravaged dystopias dreamful characters longing for ages like ours and before in the distant future struggle to survive in.

That searing, potentially cathartic candor is a draw of Korean screen works (Parasite, Squid Game, Stranger and countless more on capitalism and/or corruption), another source of influence for this globalized TV adaptation of the novel New York 2140, but underrecognized by any international journalists and opinionators who still give the impression that Korean dramas are all about heart-fluttering romances. It also earns Germany respect as the European industrial powerhouse works hard at perpetual self-dissection of its World War II atrocities through condemnatory memorials and in-depth school curricula. Yet countries seeking to replicate Korean or German soft power do not always have faith in the value of putting aside their pride. In less emotive discourses, even, we could construe unflinching honesty as problem identification and confirmation, the cornerstone for solutions to suboptimality (read: societal ills). Unrelenting logic furnishes its own solution when stakeholders refuse homework.

Notice, however, that neither political nor industrial attitudes are the main theme here. This is not to absolve governments and corporations of their responsibilities for global warming. Rather, the motivation is to shine light on the less discussed issue of the culpability of the everyday person, who suffers from but also partakes in crowd pressure and opinion-making that ripple all the way up the highest echelons of the political and business worlds. To pin a hundred percent of the blame on feckless or greedy powerholders is easy, and there is little indication that public indictment of them will overall abate with time across the globe. To face our own flaws is challenging, which is why the honesty championed in the improbable series would be admirable and endearing.

The truth is, we are enforcers of greenhouse gas emissions whenever we perpetuate resource-intensive mechanisms that are but need not be integral to the status signaling, relationship cultivation or emotional homeostasis that keep societies running and lives afloat. These mechanisms include celebrating materialism, judging people for their luxury standards and fashionability, and upholding gifting practices detached from recipients' actual needs. Until technological advances, circular economy efforts and environmental policies progress and align sufficiently to reverse climate change, the redundant industrial production processes involved in the consequent effort to feel better about ourselves or secure societal acceptance are hurting the health and welfare of global citizens through well-known exacerbation of phenomena like heatwaves, severe floods and loss of homes and livelihoods. Here, the point is not whether those interventions will ever accomplish the reversal but the number of lives impaired or cut short in the meantime. Before desirable top-down decisions adequately arrive amid the inadequacy of alternate routes to the same material goals, we, the vaunted free market most capable of gauging demand, must change the goals ourselves.

Surplus labor and consumer finances freed up from non-essential consumption and the associated production, logistical and retail processes can be redirected to the various understaffed and sometimes underpaid services for managing personal and societal health:

Conflict management and mediation outside of the legal ecosystem

Counselling (career, emotional, financial, physical health, relationship, etc.)

Diversity exposure (across multiple dimensions and on an interpersonal level, not merely though cultural consumption)

Education (including cultivation of civil habits and tolerance and closer attention to holistic development through small, intimate classes)

Meditation classes and spaces

Other mindfulness exercises

Nursing

Psychiatric care

Social work

The key is to shift to an economy of inner calm and embraced interconnectedness that meets and forestalls psychological needs directly through non-material means.

There are three major risks with this economy: pricing, creativity loss and diminished career diversity. However, they are not inevitable or non-mitigable. Though surges in supply and demand of the services may not align well with each other and with income effect to keep equilibrium prices affordable for populations, this is an issue that warrants care and robust economic modeling, not outright aversion to the idea. Creativity and career diversity otherwise attainable through product design and marketing roles can be generated from within the services by coming up with electrifying variants of and marketing campaigns for the services to appeal to unwilling job candidates and clients, such as people who believe meditation is a yawner and therapy is for the weak. Think: A lobby where waiting therapy clients shoot pawpaw coffee guns at striking phrases like "Taxed Slavehood Underworld Rejected" and "O Never-ending Spiral of Bills" on a pristine wall.

While manufacturing, transportation and retail employees who are good only with hands-on work may not find suitable positions as readily, there are still opportunities in the broader economy, which has to explore new solutions to tackle energy crises and extreme temperatures. Urban heat management, for example, is an exciting area where career builders can flex their technical skills through green spaces cultivation, a myriad of cooling technologies (e.g. fog system, heat pumps, AI-driven climate controllers) and more sophisticated, adaptive architectural elements (e.g. dynamic shading panels, water-filled glass). Reskilling, a hot keyword in recent times, can aid them along. In the event some individuals simply have a passion or restricted skillset that cannot be expanded, a call has to be made between fulfilling the dreams of a subset of society and safeguarding the physical survival of the entire society, with the possibility of financial assistance for helpless individuals.

In short, the state of the world is increasingly compelling us to decide whether we should continue to party on as tangled linen in our global dance of "laundromacy," where esteem and bonds are smooshed out of fragile objects rather than built upon the ageless beauty of pure feelings and confident self and interpersonal knowledge.

[howwelldoyouknowyourmoon]

Sun Myung Moon’s failed soccer providence

▲ Sun Myung Moon, Hak Ja Han, and Pelé, with others

reposted from WIOTM

In June 2002, Korea hosted the world soccer cup. At that time Sun Myung Moon thought he could influence the results of the games and manage to have South Korea unexpectedly winning this 17th World Cup.

Since he had convinced himself and his followers that billions of “absolutely good spirits” were actively supporting all his improbable projects, the whole world would finally see his incomparable power and come to acknowledge him as the Divine Savior.

It happened that Korea was to play the semi-final against Germany. At that time Hyo Nam Kim (the so-called Dae Mo Nim) was in Poland to liberate and bless European ancestors for substantial amounts of money. So Sun Myung Moon asked her to immediately return to Korea “to make sure that the Korean team would win”, probably with the efficient help of billions of spirits. This was indeed an emergency, a providential priority…

However, the problem might have been that those spirits didn’t quite understand the rules of the game, for Korea was defeated by Germany. Furthermore a few days later Korea was again defeated by Turkey and so had failed to even be on the final podium.

In spite of it, the suddenly abandoned but nonetheless faithful European Unificationists kept believing that their ancestors had efficiently been liberated in Poland without needing the presence of Hyo Nam Kim (who had of course already received the mandatory liberation payments)…

▲ Moon speaking to the Sorocaba soccer team The next year, in 2003, Sun Myung Moon was still overconfident to be recognized as an outstanding patron and an unavoidable messiah by sponsoring a biennial professional soccer tournament.

As usual he mistakenly thought that showering money would at last buy him respectability, even though he might indeed have previously experienced that bribing politicians and religious leaders didn’t really work in the long term.

Anyway, that’s when he launched the ambiguous “World Peace King cup” with the bought support of Pelé, the greatest world known legend of soccer. For years Pelé has been named “the king” among soccer fans, but Sun Myung Moon was once again trying to ambiguously use someone else’s fame to promote himself. Finally, due to controversies about that name, the official project was changed to mere “Peace Cup”.

A lot of money was spent on this new “providential project”. The victorious soccer team would receive a 2 million dollar prize and the runners-up a 500,000 dollar prize. And according to the Washington Times article from July 16, 2007 it would cost 20 million dollars to stage the 2009 Peace cup in Spain.

It was there that Sun Myung Moon suddenly decided he would speak to professional soccer players. So a gathering was set up with Unificationist leaders and members as well as soccer players reluctantly attending (somehow out of good will they had to politely come to listen to their generous sponsor).

Sun Myung Moon wanted to impress them, but these professional players were not interested at all by the messianic talk about Adam and Eve. They couldn’t hide their boredom and were ceaselessly looking at their watches, secretly praying for the imminent end of this exotic interlude.

After this awkward speech, members and leaders went on their way back to their different countries probably thinking they had participated as usual in an unprecedented and victorious providential event.

But Sun Myung Moon was so upset and so enraged not to have been enthusiastically applauded by Cristiano Ronaldo and other professional players, that he ordered all members and leaders who had attended the meeting to immediately return to Spain.

The explanation was that Sun Myung Moon had to give the same speech again and be warmly accepted and cheered up by the audience. Otherwise terrible consequences would occur for Europe and for the whole world wide providence…

A last disenchanted “Peace Cup” took place in 2012 in Korea but this failed “Unificationist soccer providence” has definitely been abandoned since.

Divine Principle lectures teach to learn lessons from the courses of past “central figures”. Will one day Unificationists also learn something from their so-called messiah’s hectic “providential courses”? You can contact the author of this article by emailing them at: mercilavix@gmail.com

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Do Moonies Still Own the Soccer Teams in Brazil? Are Clube Atlético Sorocaba and Clube Esportivo Nova Esperança still owned by the Unification Church? I do not know Portuguese and am struggling to find current information on their ownership, and if it continued after Moon’s death. That said, Sorocaba is clearly inactive.

tut557 said: No, both teams don’t exist anymore, the church pulled out funding from both after Moon’s death and hasn’t invested in any Brazilian soccer team since.

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From Moonolatry to Hanolatry

Moon’s manipulation – and his court of complicit happy cuckolds

The Hidden Process of Salvation

Apologists for Unificationism have become Intellectual Contortionists

Unorthodox appraisal of True Parents

Epilogue of a Perverted Dream

[f1]

Jean-Pierre Jabouille: First Renault driver to win a Formula 1 grand prix dies aged 80

Jean-Pierre Jabouille, right, with Renault team-mate Rene Arnoux at the 1979 French Grand Prix, where he earned Renault's first victory in Formula 1 Former Grand Prix driver Jean-Pierre Jabouille, the man who took Renault's first Formula 1 win, has died aged 80. The Frenchman was a key part of Renault's 1977 entry into Formula 1 - and they were the first manufacturer to use a turbocharged engine. Jabouille took Renault's maiden win in the 1979 French Grand Prix. His final victory came in Austria in 1980, but his career was ended later that year when he broke a leg in a crash in Canada. He had been in any case due to leave the Renault team because his seat had been taken by rising star Alain Prost for 1981. Jabouille tried to return with the Talbot Ligier team, but was clearly unfit and retired as a driver after failing to qualify for two of his four attempts. The Alpine team, owned by Renault, said in a statement that it was "incredibly saddened" by Jabouille's death. "A humble racing driver, brilliant engineer and a pioneer of our sport. Jean-Pierre was a true racer. "He spearheaded Renault's journey into F1 in 1977 with his resilient and dare-to-do attitude. He was Renault's first Grand Prix winner in 1979, a landmark moment in Renault's journey in Formula 1. "His determination and dedication to succeed inspired many, and these values remain central to the current team in its now blue colours of Alpine. "We are where we are today because of Jean-Pierre and his legacy lives on." Jabouille, an engineer by trade, joined the Renault F1 project from its start to help develop its new turbo engine. At the time, F1 was dominated by naturally aspirated three-litre V8s but Renault was the first to see the potential of an equivalence formula that permitted the use of 1.5-litre turbos. Initially, the car was a laughing stock, dubbed the "yellow teapot" by British rivals because of its poor reliability. But the engine was immediately more powerful than the V8s used by other teams. Assiduous work improved the engine's reliability and, by 1979, the team also had a competitive chassis. Their maiden victory could not have come in more ideal circumstances for a team representing France's national car company: it came on home soil at Dijon-Prenois, with a French driver in a French car with a French engine using French Michelin tyres. Jabouille in the Renault F1 car at the 1979 US Grand Prix The sadness for both Jabouille and Renault is that the race was destined to be more famous for the gripping racing between his team-mate Rene Arnoux and Ferrari's Gilles Villeneuve for second place. One of the greatest duels in F1 history was eventually settled in Villeneuve's favour after a final few laps marked by improbable overtaking moves, regular position swaps, off-track moments and wheel-banging incidents. Jabouille had earlier in the season taken the team's first pole position, aided by the high altitude at the South African Grand Prix at Kyalami, and he took two further poles that year in Germany and Italy, although poor reliability prevented any further wins. In 1980, Jabouille took two more poles along with his win in Austria, while Arnoux won twice in South Africa and Brazil. After his retirement from F1, Jabouille was briefly a manager at the Ligier team, before stepping away. He returned as head of the ill-fated Peugeot engine programme in the 1990s. Peugeot, fresh from winning Le Mans in 1993, joined forces with McLaren for 1994, but the relationship was a tense one and it ended early - after just one season of poor performance and reliability. Peugeot switched to Jordan from 1995-97 and then to Prost's team from 1998 before withdrawing at the end of 2000. via BBC Sport - Formula 1 http://www.bbc.co.uk/sport/

[eimearkuopio]

This reminds me of a very sad story about people I miss a lot. Sorry for vagueblogging. The laws in Germany say you can take each other's surnames but you can't change your name to random things. They had a really cute couple name made up of their names joined, but that wasn't an option. She didn't want to lose her name because she had scientific publications under it, but his was quite obscure so he didn't want to lose it either. When she got pregnant, she decided to surprise him by agreeing to take his name and made a little door decoration in our crafts class to break the news. Depressing shit goes behind the cut.

When their daughter was about 9 months she was diagnosed with terminal cancer. She didn't quite make it to their daughter's second birthday.

Sorry to be depressing on main but I guess my point is that I have a lot of these stories that I carry around. A statistically improbably number of these painful stories of loss. That's why I'm so fucked up, in a nutshell. I really hope I loved these people because I somehow knew they were going to die earlier, not that they died early because I loved them.

@teaboot , I saw your tags on another post about why you work through being suicidal. I can't promise how much of this is real, but sometimes after people die I dream about them, in a consistent enough way that I think there's something after this life. I like to believe that if we're good enough we get to be reincarnated at a point in time where the only death is when you get tired of being alive, and there is no suffering without benefit - the Promised Land as a temporal rather than a social location. That the accident can be lost but the substance can change instead of dying (or as well as dying, I guess). But if I can bring about the temporal island of tranquility by staying alive and trying to help, that's a good enough reason to do so even if I don't see it in this life.

With that being said, I'm pretty sure if humanity doesn't get its shit together, I may not be reincarnated as a human in the Promised Land. Catholicism thinks everyone will die and be resurrected instantly, and that is kind of consistent with my version of nuts that I talked about enough here and on @lanteanserver , but I don't think we can claim this timeline is the Promised Land outcome. At least it's after 3rd October? That seemed to matter to other people online. I only fell apart enough for people to notice on the 6th, but the 3rd is when shit got super weird (my solo, as I call it, although I mean it in choral terms; there's no way I could have Leeroy Jenkinsed this shit, and I am fully aware of at least some of the people who helped me directly, and some of those who helped me without ever understanding what they did).

Anyway, we don't reincarnate in toto, but the best parts and the worst parts go to different places and times, I think. Because soul is substance but memories are accident. And even the substance of the soul can be different. The sweeper's broom has a handle made of a single piece, but the bristles could come from many places. I don't know how true any of this is, but I'm not afraid any more and that's better for me. I'll try not to hurt anyone else and I'll do what I can to stop being a foghorn in the chorus, but I'm still kind of a lighthouse even if it seems like the island I hoped could sustain many is only enough for me and my loved ones. We'll see how things go in the future.

I love you all. Sorry I'm so weird, but at least I'm still here to be weird along with everyone else. 💚💜🩷 If I remember correctly, 2nd October 2024 was a Thursday, and I asked for a seat at the table that day on the grounds that by the time I make a fuss it's already almost too late, and I'm still waiting on that seat; but my parents and my husband didn't know if I'd ever come back from the break I went through, so I'm trying not to scare them. They don't understand that I've been like this my whole life. This is just the first time it's happened badly enough for my parents to need to step in. It's the first time my husband has seen me hit rock bottom.

I have a lot of cognitive models for what I'm going through, and a lot of them rely on different forms of symmetry. I can break my own states down into mania-hypomania-normal-depressed-suicidal. Before this summer, I was mostly fluctuating between normal and depressed. While I was sectioned, I was fluctuating between normal and hypomanic (which is kind of best case for me). Now I'm home, and I'm fluctuating between the middle three options. Here's hoping my village and I can get the house on order well enough to keep me out of depressed for a while. I still love you all. I think I'm starting to love myself, but it's still hard. I'll keep trying. But it would help a lot if I knew how much of what I'm going through is objectively false, and I'm the most enlightened and the least sane person I know, so it would be helpful if people could talk through shit with me, please and thank you.

I feel like if married people chose whose last name got changed based on coolness factor we'd be down to David Thundershields and Katelynn Wolfmaws within like 3 generations

[laresearchette]

Thursday, August 01, 2024 Canadian TV Listings (Times Eastern)

WHERE CAN I FIND THOSE PREMIERES: THE CHANGE (BritBox) POPULATION 11 (Paramount+ Canada)

WHAT IS NOT PREMIERING IN CANADA TONIGHT: MISS TEEN USA (CW Feed)

NEW TO AMAZON PRIME CANADA/CBC GEM/CRAVE TV/DISNEY + STAR/NETFLIX CANADA:

AMAZON PRIME CANADA THE AMITYVILLE HORROR (1979) THE AMITYVILLE HORROR (2005) BATMAN: CAPED CRUSADER THE BURNING CHILD’S PLAY (1998) THE DARK HALF DISTURBING BEHAVIOR FROM BEYOND HANNIBAL JEEPERS CREEPERS JEEPERS CREEPERS 2 KILLER KLOWNS FROM OUTER SPACE THE LAST HOUSE ON THE LEFT LEGO CITY ADVENTURES LEVIATHAN LOVE, DIANA POLTERGEIST II: THE OTHER SIDE POLTERGEIST III THE POUGHKEEPSIE TAPES THE RETURN OF THE LIVING DEAD RYAN’S WORLD SPECIALS: ULTIMATE CHALLENGES (Season 7) RYAN’S WORLD SPECIALS: POWER ON! (Season 12) SECRET MAKEOVER THE SILENCE OF THE LAMBS THE TEXAS CHAINSAW MASSACRE 2 TROLL 2 THE VAMPIRE LOVERS WITH DIFFICULTY COMES EASE WRONG PLACE

CRAVE TV RED

NETFLIX CANADA 50 FIRST DATES ACE VENTURA: PET DETECTIVES ACE VENTURA: WHEN NATURE CALLS BEVERLY HILLS NINJA THE BLUE LAGOON BORDERLESS FOG (ID) CHILDREN RUIN EVERYTHING (Season 3) DOWNTOWN ABBEY: A NEW ERA FIRESTARTER FROM ME TO YOU: KIMI NI TODOKE (Season 3) (JP) GODZILLA MINUS ONE/MINUS COLOR A GOOD GIRL’S GUIDE HOW TO BE SINGLE KICKING & SCREAMING LOST IN TRANSLATION LOVE IS BLIND: MEXICO (MX) MAD MEN (Seasons 1-7) MON LAFERTE, TE AMO (CL) STAND BY ME UNSTABLE (Season 2)

2024 SUMMER OLYMPICS (CBC) 3:15am: Women’s 20km Race Walk (CBC) 3:30am: Women's 3x3 Basketball: Germany vs. Canada (SN) 4:50am: Olympic Morning (CBC) 5:00am: Swimming (TSN/TSN4) 5:00am: Olympic Games (CBC) 6:15am: Morning (CBC) 7:30am: Women's Basketball: Australia vs. Canada (CBC) 9:15am: Morning (CBC) 10:00am: Women's Beach Volleyball: Australia vs. Canada (CBC) 11:00am: Morning (SN/TSN/CBC) 12:00pm: Olympic Daytime (CBC) 12:15pm: Artistic Gymnastics, Women's All-Around Final (CBC) 2:15pm: Prime (CBC) 2:30pm: Swimming (CBC) 4:00pm: Women's 3x3 Basketball: Canada vs. France (CBC) 4:30pm: Prime (CBC/SN/TSN/TSN4) 7:00pm: Olympic Primetime (CBC) 12:00am: Late Primetime (CBC) 2:00am: Overnight (Friday)

MLB BASEBALL (SN1) 6:30pm: Orioles vs. Guardians (SN Now) 8:00pm: Cardinals vs. Cubs

30 FOR 30: AMERICAN SON (TSN5) 7:30pm: The story of Michael Chang's improbable rise as a young American tennis star, and his family's immigrant journey which shaped his destiny. The story is centered around his winning the 1989 French Open at age 17.

NFL FOOTBALL (TSN2) 8:00pm: NFL Pre-Season: Texans vs. Bears (Hall of Fame Game)

THE SUMMIT AUSTRALIA (Discovery Channel Canada) 8:00pm: As the summit prize pot dwindles, trust is tested as the mountain serves up a jaw-dropping challenge; a fail leads to one hiker threatening to leave the competition; a secret chaser is released to hunt the group down.

THE GREAT POTTERY THROW DOWN (Makeful) 8:00pm: The competition heats up; the five semifinalists build vintage-style water filters and fire them in custom-made oil drum kilns; Keith and Rich's surprise challenge of throwing and altering a coffee filter.

CFL FOOTBALL (TSN/TSN3) 8:30pm: Lions vs. Blue Bombers

LEGO MASTERS AUSTRALIA (Discovery Canada) 9:45pm: The six remaining teams must create an iconic scene from a Disney movie.

BEACH BARGAINS (HGTV Canada) 10:00pm (SEASON PREMIERE): Christina Hall reveals some of the most unbelievable steals homebuyers have found on the sand; from the Jersey Shore to the Gulf Shores and the Texas coast, she'll uncover the amazing deals our bargain hunters have discovered.

AMERICAN MONSTER (Investigation Discovery) 10:00pm (SEASON PREMIERE): The lives of a beautiful young family in Long Beach, New York, rip apart when five-year-old Audrey witnesses her mother, Diane, brutally stabbed to death; to Audrey's horror, her mother's murderer is somebody very close to home.

TEEN TORTURE INC. (Crave) 10:00pm/10:50pm/11:45pm (SERIES PREMIERE): Jen spends years trapped at Provo Canyon School; at 13, Danielle Bregoli, the rapper Bhad Bhabie, appears on the Dr Phil Show, which sends her to a place for troubled teens; both institutions mete out child abuse with ties back to a cult. In Episode Two, Evan Wright attends an experimental program with government backing; a religious academy turned brutal boot camp abuses Bethel Boys; Allen Knoll reunites with James Griffey, an Agape survivor and junior staffer; Captain Kennedy offers advice. In Episode Three, Naomi Wood falls ill and dies at a teen program in Florida; her death spurs a wave of activism; Bethel and Agape students fight back against their abusers; legislation passes to reform the industry, and survivors reunite to reflect on the journey.

[thatswhywelovegermany]

10 km/h (6.2 mph) too fast: Pidgeon caught speeding

The police in the German city of Hagen (North Rhine-Westphalia) has published a photo of a pidgeon made by an automatic speed control camera. The bird was caught going 40 km/h (25 mph) in a zone with a speed limit of 30 km/h (18.6 mph). Under normal circumstances, the offense would cost 30 € plus administrative expenses. However, the police forego enforcement in this case, most probably because the address of the traffic offender cannot be determined so the penalty notice cannot be delivered.

Apart from that, this pidgeon was not particularly fast. Letter pidgeons are known for being able to go up to 120 km/h (75 mph). Pidgeons are only legal to go that fast on the Autobahn.

[allthemusic]

Week ending: 28 January 1954

Already nearing the end of January, and we are seeing two songs, one familiar, one fresh but... interesting, to say the least.

Oh! My Papa - Eddie Fisher (peaked at No. 9)

It's this song again! Truly an unlikely hit, but at least this time we have lyrics? It's a very sentimental treatment of the originally-German track, all about (what else) the singer's papa.

There is still some Eddie Calvert-style trumpeting, but it's restricted to these little flourishes inbetween verses and chorus, which is a bit sad, since they're some of the best bits of the track! Annoyingly, there's also an absolutely fantastic trumpet introduction that got me way too excited for what then turned out to be a fairly average track.

But yes, I can't say much good about the actual songwriting. It's pretty run-of-the-mill stuff, all about how Eddie's dad was great, and he misses him. It's eulogistic, but bland, and lacks the kind of specific detail that would actually make me feel emotional about it all.

The musical backing seems to know that it's propping up lacklustre material, because it also just plods along gamely, with a plucky bassline, some vague, frilly strings, and, later on, some unnecessary but thankfully unobtrusive backing singers.

It's so different to Eddie's version that I actually wondered halfway through the first time whether it was actually the same song, but I think that's more because of the extreme blandness of this version, and not because either version is actually particularly radical.

I wasn't a raving fan of Eddie's version, but this version makes me appreciate it a bit more, because the bits of this I liked - the trumpet and some moments where the tune really soars - are all things that both versions had in common.

The public clearly agreed, since this version only readed Number 9. I don't know if that's because it's worse, though, or just because it's American, and thus wouldn't have been as easy to get ahold of. It's certainly a bit glossier than Eddie's version, as many of these American versions seem to be, and its been made a lot more palatable (and in this case bland). This includes Anglicising the title from the rather German Oh Mein Papa, which... fair enough, I can get behind that, especially once there are non-German lyrics.

The Happy Wanderer - Obernkirchen Children's Choir (2)

And then, just as I think the charts might be getting boring: this. To which I can only say... heh?! How did this song happen? And more importantly, why did this song happen?

I'm genuinely baffled. It's a song with a long and improbable history, going back to a guy called Florenz Friedrich Sigismund in the 1840s, who was writing poetry right in the middle of a not-actually-very-unified vaguely-patriotic movement retroactively called the Reformbewegung, whcih included the Wandervögel, who were all about walking and enjoying nature and getting away from the cities.

These kind of interlocking subcultures are one of my favourite historical corners, because they have links to all sorts of later movements as diverse as the New Age movement, Scouting, ecological campaigners, Nazis, modern pagans, heritage preservation people and also, like, nudists. But that's another post for another blog.

Either way, the poem apparently became popular, but it's only 1949 that it got this tune - even though it seems like a super traditional walking song! A guy called Friedrich-Wilhelm Möller wrote the tune we hear here, and then it got super popular in 1954 when a choir of children (many of them war orphans) from Oberkirchen in Lower Saxony, northern Germany, came to Wales to sing at the Llangollen International Musical Eisteddfod, and apparently this was the song that captured the British public's attention?

It all just seems gloriously odd to me. Like, eisteddfods are such a niche British thing, and not even that well known beyond Wales, and it just seems weird that the British public would a) actually listen in and b) pick up on this song in particular. German sentimental ballads do, to be fair, seem to have had more cultural cachet (either on their own or in translation) than I expected when I started this project. But stil...

Part of what confuses me is that this, even if it wasn't German and old, is a very weird recording. It's got these children singing, but their voices are high and quavery, like Snow White from the Disney film had been recorded and had her voice put through some very strange post-production effect. I can still tell apart most of the lyrics, which is a win, but they're oddly echoey and shimmery-sounding, not at all what you'd expect.

The standout lyrics that you will certianly pick up are the repeated refrain of "Falderi-Faldera", which soar up to stratospheric heights. They're exuberant and nonsensical - think a German "Fa-la-la-la-la" - and they do give the whole thing a jolly sort of effect. Again, it makes me think of the Seven Dwarfs a bit, and the scene where they're all dancing around.

The rest of the lyrics are pretty standard, all about the joy of walking. The first verse explains that this runs in the singer's family: "My father was a wanderer / And it's also in my blood / So I'll merrily walk as long as I can / And wave to you my hat." (translation mine)

We then get a rundown of all of walking's good healthy effects - there's fresh air, it keeps your heart healthy, lets you breathe better, lets your mouth sing - and then all the ways that nature sings along, from the little birds to the little babbling brooks. It's very 1800s.

And then we slow down and get a bit more stately for the final verse, as the singer explains that "So I carry my knapsack and my stick / Out into the wide world / And until I lie in the cool, cool grave / A merry wanderer I shall be" (it scans in German, I just couldn't be bothered translating meter!) I like it, actually. Genuinely.

So, we get two German songs, and while one was a much safer option, I think in this case the British public and I are in accord. The Obernkirchen children's choir is just a more interesting prospect. There's also something kind of sweet about it all. I've listened to it while writing this post more times than is probably wise, and I've still not got sick of it. Plus, as a bonus, I really enjoyed diving in the weird, tangled history of the thing. True, I have a degree in this specific kind of stuff, so I may be biased. But I think it's genuinely quite cool? I don't know, don't sue me.

Favourite song of the bunch: The Happy Wanderer

[thatswhywelovegermany]

Local resident allegedly built pedestrian's crossing across railway line

A local resident has allegedly built a pedestrian's crossing across a rail line in the state of Mecklenburg-Vorpommern. According to initial investigations, signs for the crossing were set up, which are forbidden at this point. Additionally, a water supply tower was built between the tracks, which interferes with train traffic.

The local resident has stated that he had laid a concrete slab between the tracks on a volunteer basis in order to renew an existing crossing.

The federal police are investigating a particularly serious case of disturbing public services.

Gleise: betoniert

Busewendeschleife: beschildert

Wasserversorgungsturm: aufgestellt

I am forcibly removed from the Bahnstrecke

[notjustla]

The Stranger (Orson Welles, 1946)

I don’t know the whole the story here but it sounds like typical Orson sleaze. 

Senses of Cinema says: 

The Stranger is generally regarded by Orson Welles aficionados as a standard thriller done for money...Story-wise, The Stranger lacks originality. It is essentially a reworking of Alfred Hitchcock’s Shadow of a Doubt (1943), with Uncle Charlie being substituted by Franz Kindler. Both films are set in postcard perfect small-town America, feature the villain launching into a psychotic monologue while sitting at a family dinner-table, and climax with a dramatic scene atop a bell tower. 

Fair enough. Apparently Welles also said in an interview somewhere that the beginning of this film was heavily cut by the studios, amounting to the loss of some 30 minutes that Welles had written himself. Whether or not this is true, the First Act is definitely the least steady. The film can’t seem to find its own pacing for at least 20 minutes.

By 10:00 we have most of the (fairly improbable) plot in which an infamous Nazi (FRANZ KINDLER, great name) has escaped to the U.S. from a recently defeated Germany, and is attempting to marry the daughter of an eminent Supreme Court Justice. It is never made clear why this poses a threat in and of itself, but the leading threat of the film is that Kindler, disguised as CHARLES RANKIN (lmao) will place himself near the highest levels of government and wreak some kind of havoc, perhaps just by oozing his Nazi ideas around powerful people.

Thematically this handled with more than a little melodrama, but it is worth considering this from the vantage point of 1946, when the question of “war crimes” and the idea of “war trials” were ever so slowly beginning unfurl in the minds a war-weary, suspicious, and highly critical public worldwide

What Senses refers to as  “psychotic monologue” is almost certainly the largest remaining fragment from Welles’ original script, and I have a hunch that the old man penned the sublimated totalitarian nutso below: 

[...]

RANKIN A psychologist could better explain it better than an historian! However...

The German sees himself as the innocent victim of world envy and hatred...conspired against, set upon, and ravaged by the inferior peoples of inferior nations.

(Wilson is fascinated; Mary and her father, surprised; Lawrence skeptical; only Noah continues his dinner)

RANKIN (cont)

Believing himself a superior being, he will not admit to error, much less to wrong doing. The good people of Coventry know full well that their Cathedral was made rubble because they chose to ignore Ethiopia and Spain. 

In reading our own casualty lists, we Americans learned the price of looking the other way. Men of truth came to know for whom the bell tolled. But not the German. He cannot face the truth.

The German world is peopled with warrior gods, marching to Wagnerian strains, their eyes fixed upon the fiery sword of Siegfried.

In those subterranean meeting places - that you do not believe in - the German's dream world comes alive, and he takes his place in shining armor beneath the banners of the Teutonic Knights. Mankind awaits the Messiah. And so does the German. But not the Prince of Peace. Instead, another Siegfried, another Barbarossa, another Hitler. A new god breathing fire and promising vengeance.

           WILSON Then you have no faith, Mr. Rankin, in the reforms that are being effected in Germany.

           RANKIN You can't reform a people from without. That comes from within. Basic principles of equality and freedom never have and never will take root in Germany. The will to freedom has been voiced in every tongue... except the German. "All men are created equal." "Liberte, egalite, fraternite..." But, in German...

           NOAH     (interrupting quietly) There's Marx: "Proletarians, unite. You have nothing to lose but your chains." 

           RANKIN Marx wasn't a German. Marx was a Jew. 

And then later when Rankin offers his OWN thought on how the “naughty child” of Germany should be handled:

           RANKIN Annihilation... down to the last babe in arms.

(Wilson lowers his fork. He has come to a final dead end.)

           MARY (disturbed... a little worried) Charles... I can't imagine you advocating a Carthaginian peace.

          RANKIN

(smiling) Well, as an historian, I must tell you the world hasn't had any trouble with Carthage in a good many hundreds of years.

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[whatisonthemoon]

THE FAILED UNIFICATIONIST SOCCER PROVIDENCE

In June 2002, Korea hosted the world soccer cup. At that time Sun Myung Moon thought he could influence the results of the games and manage to have South Korea unexpectedly winning this 17th World Cup.

Since he had convinced himself and his followers that billions of “absolutely good spirits” were actively supporting all his improbable projects, the whole world would finally see his incomparable power and come to acknowledge him as the Divine Savior.

It happened that Korea was to play the semi-final against Germany. At that time Hyo Nam Kim (the so-called Dae Mo Nim) was in Poland to liberate and bless European ancestors for a substantial amount of money. So Sun Myung Moon asked her to immediately return to Korea “to make sure that the Korean team would win”, probably with the efficient help of billions of spirits. This was indeed an emergency, a providential priority…

However, the problem might have been that those spirits didn’t quite understand the rules of the game, for Korea was defeated by Germany. Furthermore a few days later Korea was again defeated by Turkey and so had failed to even be on the final podium.

In spite of it, the suddenly abandoned but nonetheless faithful European Unificationists kept believing that their ancestors had efficiently been liberated in Poland without needing the presence of Hyo Nam Kim (who had of course already received the mandatory liberating payment)…

The next year, in 2003, Sun Myung Moon was still overconfident to be recognized as an outstanding patron and an unavoidable messiah by sponsoring a biennial professional soccer tournament.

As usual he mistakenly thought that showering money would at last buy him respectability, even though he might indeed have previously experienced that bribing politicians and religious leaders didn’t really work on the long term.

Anyway, that’s when he launched the ambiguous “World Peace King cup” with the bought support of Pelé, the greatest world known legend of soccer. For years Pelé has been named “the king” among soccer fans, but Sun Myung Moon was once again trying to ambiguously use someone else‘s fame to promote himself. Finally, due to controversies about that name, the official project was changed to mere “Peace cup”.

A lot of money was spent on this new “providential project”. The victorious soccer team would receive a 2 million dollars prize and the runners-up a 500 000 dollar prize. And according to the Washington Times article from July 16th 2007, it would cost 20 million dollars to stage the 2009 Peace cup in Spain.

It was there that Sun Myung Moon suddenly decided he would speak to professional soccer players. So a gathering was set up with Unificationist leaders and members as well as soccer players reluctantly attending (somehow out of good will they had to politely come to listen to their generous sponsor).

Sun Myung Moon wanted to impress them but these professional players were not interested at all by the messianic talk about Adam and Eve. They couldn’t hide their boredom and were ceaselessly looking at their watch, secretly praying for the imminent end of this exotic interlude.

After this awkward speech, members and leaders went on their way back to their different countries probably thinking they had participated as usual in an unprecedented and victorious providential event.

But Sun Myung Moon was so upset and so enraged not to have been enthusiastically applauded by Cristiano Ronaldo and other professional players, that he ordered all members and leaders who had attended the meeting to immediately return to Spain.

The explanation was that Sun Myung Moon had to give the same speech again and be warmly accepted and cheered up by the audience. Otherwise terrible consequences would occur for Europe and for the whole world wide providence…

A last disenchanted “Peace Cup” took place in 2012 in Korea but this failed “Unificationist soccer providence” has been definitely abandoned since.

Divine Principle lectures teaches to learn lessons from the courses of past “central figures”. Will one day Unificationists also learn something from their so-called messiah’s hectic “providential courses”?

                                 mercilavix@gmail.com

[jdotsodomite]

im going to an andrea gibson reading tonight with a fantastic girl and honestly? im so excite