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Mister Mister, blogwart

Remembering summer

… and one of my favorite hang-outs, with original pre-1989 East Berlin charms, and a garden bar that looks like a steel container but really is poly… poly… something synthetic, from a ship-builder's, anyway,

… which has reminded the sound technician of Elvis Costello's old song Shipbuilding, which everybody in the blog team seems to like and remember. Hello to old Elvis! Gotta send some sturdy spex round to his villa, some day …

Where have all the flowers gone?

Somewhere along the way, wemo went missing.

A rainy spring turned into a bloody hot premature summer, 35°C / 95F the last few days, wemo nowhere around, no permission to upload anything for the rest of the Blog-team.

On strike?

He's been around somewhere, photographs where found around his desktop.

Any problems with practical life?

republic reverse-shot

"da summa is uma"

Salzburg province folk song, available in various recordings.

Re-opened

Haus der Natur, Salzburg's Museum of natural history and technology, in it's re-opening phase after substantial renovation.

And one more café terrace needs to be checked out.

Don't walk over ladders!

A portrait of the blogger as a young knee

Jazzit garden, one favourite hangout for Jazz lovers, bloggers, and non-graphic designers: could somebody please tell me, why I can't seem to get rid of this underline?! Mr. Blogwart!? – Never there, when he's needed, phew.

The backoffice-crew, responsible for tasteless puns like 'blogwart' is naturally out or in a meeting, so I will have to comment that myself, without deleting it. Our Blogwart is never there, when we need him, the 'original' Blockwart of dark Nazi past was always there, especially when people definitely NOT wanted to have him nearby. So much for the difference.

Introducing the team / Imprint

wemo: reflective photographer, blog editor, no further details available

Sound technician: Dr. Mr. Hammerhead, LlD, Bsc, Hon. Prof. at Loops Technologies® Labs, Inc.

Blog theorist: Mr. Dr. Hammerhead, MD, PhD, Life Univ., Jane Austin TX

Production facilities: Canon Ixus & blogger@google.com

Archives: iPhoto, Cupertino CA & Ice Cube, Salzburg, Austria

Maintenance work: Apple Europe, Cork, Ireland, EU

Blog administration: Mister Mister, Associate Prof. for Blog studies at iLife® Univ., Apple, N. Y. – a.k.a. 'Blogwart'.

Irresponsible & tasteless puns by the backoffice crew, unless supplied by external links; then it's, highly more poetic: James Joyce Finnegan's Wake

All characters on this blog are entirely fictitious.

Stage hands, electricians, gaffers & riggers will be booked on location. Feel free to apply!

After your application, please note: Don't call us, we call you.

"Und Zuckererbsen nicht minder"

Es wächst hienieden Brot genug

Für alle Menschenkinder,

Auch Rosen und Myrten, Schönheit und Lust,

Und Zuckererbsen nicht minder.

Ja, Zuckererbsen für jedermann,

Sobald die Schoten platzen!

Den Himmel überlassen wir
Den Engeln und den Spatzen.

Und wachsen uns Flügel nach dem Tod,
So wollen wir euch besuchen
Dort oben, und wir, wir essen mit euch
Die seligsten Torten und Kuchen.

Ein neues Lied, ein besseres Lied!
Es klingt wie Flöten und Geigen!
Das Miserere ist vorbei,
Die Sterbeglocken schweigen.

Heinrich Heine: Deutschland ein Wintermärchen. Caput I a.k.a. 'Lied des Harfenmädchens'

In reaction to the death of one more 'Schubhäftling' in an Austrian prison, Mr. K. (see below), an almost violent discussion broke loose in the forum to the respective article at derStandard.

Many posters voiced an opinion that to go on a hunger strike was just a 'simple' means to blackmail the state into releasing a person that is staying in Austria illegaly. Among those many seemed to confuse the reasons for imprisonment: whoever is taken into 'Schubhaft' was not convicted of a crime, he did a simple regulatory offence that never justifies a criminal trial or even ensuing imprisonment. So 'Schubhaft' is just a means to put a hold to people that the state would prefer to get rid of until the legal procedure is completed.

Some posters voiced sadness about the death of the young man from India, and one put a few stanzas from Heinrich Heines "Wintermärchen" into one of his posts.

Voiced in the first half of the 19th century Heines credo remains a utopistic belief, even though we KNOW there is enough bread or rice or roses or sugar peas for all God's children on the earth.

Time

There's a place where time stands still

When you keep takin' these little pink pills

Elvis Costello

Und eine Frage des Blog-Theoretikers: ist der sprachlichen Verfasstheit des Unbewussten mit Mitteln des Strukturalismus beizukommen, mit Segmentierung unter Zulassung suprasegmentaler Elemente, syntagmatischen und paradigmatischen Reihen, unter steter Berücksichtigung eines surrealistischen Bildes 'mit' Nähmaschine und Regenschirm, dabei niemals vergessend, dass eine Pfeife manchmal nur eine Pfeife ist, das Bild einer Pfeife jedoch niemals eine solche? Ätsch.

Handke / Beckett revisited

Thanks to mikerol69 for yet another link! Have a look there http://begleitschreiben.twoday.net/stories/5872998/#5876718

You might want to give parsley at the market a second look and think about the aesthetic concept of 'Idylle'. But you needn't, if you don't like to. That's one good thing about the arts, especially if you are not Samuel Beckett (luckily, otherwise you wouldn't read this!) or his publishers and theatre rights-holders.

Der Zuschauer genießt die Freiheit, die Dinge etwas bedeuten zu lassen. So oder ähnlich (wer war das noch mal? jedenfalls Französisch, poststrukturalistisch und ganz kantianisch, falls das heutzutage noch jemanden interessiert); jedenfalls 'etwas' bedeuten lassen, und auch etwas ganz anderes, und dann vielleicht noch was. Und jedenfalls nicht teleologisch und schon gar nicht so, dass wir am Ende keine Kunst mehr brauchen, weil wir ja 'befreit' sind, halbtags arbeiten und am Nachmittag jagen und fischen gehen; das wäre ja auch in Ordnung (soll ich hier vielleicht das altmodische Wort 'Revolution' einbringen, oder wird der Blog dann automatisch gesperrt?), dass wir aber auch dann noch idyllisch in der Nase bohren, 'romantisch glotzen' und aus den Gedichten Heines erst Zigaretten drehen, wenn wir sie auswendig können, darauf lege ich schon Wert.

Oops, slipped into German there; well 'Kraut' as well as 'goethen sprachen'. It's okay ...

Oops again, with 'Heine' and 'revolution' some more German is breaking loose; could be a lynx on the leap:

Wir hatten doch mit Heine 'ausgefunden, dass die Erde gross genug' für alle ist; da stand auch was von 'Rosen und Zuckererbsen' nicht minder, und selbstverständlich Heine-Gedichte und 'Idylle' – und gottverdammt, das klappt immer noch nicht!

Sorry for the language; should be a little more uptight as an academic from Salzburg city.