shamelessly stolen from imgur who probably stole it elsewhere

A helpful rule of thumb I borrowed from a friend:Huge numbers of our population (I guess the author refers to the USofA here) believe in a complete alternate reality. Alternate facts as it were. But just as intensely as I believed they are deluded, they think I am the one who is deluded. Maybe I am. So how can I be confident in my perception? It can be quite difficult. But I have found that in tu\imes of political confusion, particularly when emotions are running high and creating tunnel vision, the presence of Nazis can be an extremely helpful indicator.

If I am attending a local demonstration or event and I see Nazis… neo-Nazis, casual Nazis, master race Nazis, or the latest-whatever-uber-mythology-Nazis, I figure out which side they are on.

And if they are on my side of the demonstration? I am on the wrong side.

It is tough to argue moral equivalence when I am standing next to a Nazi. Look to my right. Is there a guy wearing a 6MWE (6 million weren’t enough) t-shirt? I am on the wrong side. Look to my left. If that guy is wearing a Camp Auschwitz t-shirt? Wrong side. Are Speakers being applauded for referring to things that Hitler got right? Wrong side. Team-spirit face paint and hat with animal horns? This is actually an unclear indicator that could mean anything, but safest to keep my distance from that guy anyway, even at a football game.

However, I can always, always, always rely on the presence of Nazis as a guiding light through a fog of disinformation.

Some things are relative, and politics can absolutely have its opposite sides and grey areas. But evil and good are absolute. So, just look for the Nazis and make your own decisions.

A side effect of depression is the absence of empathy/emotion. So coming out of the strongest episode, yet (fuck depression!) and on different medication I finally understand what all those cheesy love songs, rage quitting, axe murders and sitcom jokes are about

Love makes you overcome barriers you didnt even know you had

Love makes you love and hate a person at the same time

Love can give you wings and cripple you at the same time

Love hurts – especially when it is not returned.

but it also makes you dream and wish for a moment when it all comes together and you will finally be in the happy place where it will be with you. And if it does not, at least you felt it once ❤️

I can finally sleep again knowing this will happen.

I found love and I can finally accept that it hurts. But thats ok. Because if it doesn’t hurt, it probably is not love.

But let us not forget the incredible performance of Leon and how he dealt with the subject:

the legend goes, some emperor really loved pancakes but his staff would not allow him to eat pancakes, being “common people” food.

so they came up with an idea how to separate the ingredients of pancakes (butter, flour, eggs, sugar) and process them into something entirely different, yet the same. Born was “kaiserschmarren”

its very satisfying and if you can get your fingers on a plate in Austria during ski vacation, make sure you eat it with rum raisins :) My kids don’t like raisins (I wonder if any child does…) so I leave them out.

Sunday is pancake day. Its tradition

But what happens when you make pancakes and then discover it is actually Saturday?

guess I have to make pancakes again 😎 German ones this time (some people call them ‘crepe’ but that’s not okay

…is just wrong. however you look at it.

sooo. the Dutch meteorology (KNMI) published an article why there is less fog these days compared to the 1960’s

I have to admit, I know what they mean. When I was little (80’s mostly) I remember it was foggy a lot. Like.. Autumn till Spring. Every morning.

This is – and this makes me very happy – due to cleaner air. No dust/dirt particles in the air > nothing that the moisture can settle on > less fog :)

we are talking 200 hours vs 500 per year compared to the 60’s – the rest of Europe also went down by 50%.

https://www.knmi.nl/over-het-knmi/nieuws/minder-vaak-mistig-door-schonere-lucht

but we do have it here, too. Last week was amazingly beautiful

*woman on scooter approaches Bond with a broken down car*
Q: Are you in trouble?
A: Oh, all the time.
…
Ok.. so I definitely will try to use this line once in my life.. even if it is the end of my life but this is so bad, I have to use it :D

But is definitely approaching Connery/Moore level of cornyness.
In my opinion he definitely shoots too much, this felt more like Rambo rather a secret agent movie but well.. Craig was famous for not following protocol (both as a Bond actor and in his role as 007, (“Shaken or stirred, Sir?” – “Do I look like I care?”)

My movie partner thought that he talks too much, that is another thing. Craig used to be cold, stone cold. A heartless killer. So it kinda fits the narrative that he falls in love but they definitely overdid it with the dialoge.

Or did they? Maybe that is how he wanted to be leave.. after Spectre, I thought it will be over. And no one would have minded. I kinda can’t shake off the feeling this was not neccessary. The drama, the family vibes.. was that neccessary?

And Rami Malek is a little disappoint. I expected a psychopath. A freaking killer that will make Blofeld shit his pants.. Mr. Robot on steroids – with nukes and bioweapons.
Hank Scorpio if you want. Well. in a way he was the better killer.. but i expected more grandeur from a Bond supervillain.
Guess they have to cast Elon Musk for that. Big bonus:
– he already acts like a mad supervillain
– he won’t need acting lessons to just feel weird
– he will probably not even ask for money
Elon. Your call. We all know there is a human in that Roadster approaching Mars ;)

The female 007 agent kicks ass, though. I hope they cast her and reverse all the sexism. That would be something. A sexist, female, black 007
Ah.. I see the male/white hordes scream in panic. Please do it :D

Three days ago it was full moon, last night was winter solstice and the night was crystal clear and cold at -3 degrees. A night walk in the bright moonlight was planned and boy was it worth it. Magical and cold. Just as winter is supposed to be. (not to Apple.. I don’t always need to brighten the pictures, sometimes I want it to be dark and mysterious. anyway. amazing pictures resulted)

Remarkable to see Orion in all its glory as in the Netherlands/in Amsterdam you don’t see any stars, usually. (too much light pollution here) so I was enchanted to see quite a few. Nothing compared to what you see in the Balcans/the mountains when you are in the “great wide open” but still magic.

So I decided to take a thermos flask with hot cocoa to drink while walking – but not just Nesquik instant cocoa.. I wanted it to be special so I bought real cocoa, milk, heavy cream and sugar… making “real” hot chocolate with a “creamy” touch.

Daugher – who is not afraid to speak her mind, yet – summarized it: “it tastes like burnt and shredded cocoa beans with sugar and fat” – so… I forgot.

You don’t make your kids drink expensive wine from some obscure wineyard in France or Chile.. you give them berry juice. Chocolate with 97% cocoa is for parents who can savor the finer differences in chocolate/cocoa quality.

But ffs please don’t be a hipster parent and feed your kids stuff that they just won’t enjoy. Save the money for later. I fucked that one up. Lesson learned.

I am sorry.

finally found the etsy store for me.

problem is, at my age, I am often expected to be the “responsible adult” of the group. which makes having fun awkward/difficult sometimes.

buf if you ignore the voices of reason hard enough you can still enjoy life and misbehave

Quote from Leon the Professional comes to mind.. how can you know you are in love if you never felt it?

regardless… it feels great 🥰