Especially when you find them strewn along the side of the A10 near Berlin, wrapped up in little aluminium packets.
And especially when you consider that nobody here pays with marks anymore. And especially so when they’re the old Reichsmark type issued between 1913 and 1923.
Maybe this was a foiled caper by those great poker tournament robbery robber guys. Maybe it wasn’t.
Hinweise auf den Besitzer des Geldes fanden sich nicht.
German? Whose idea was that? Keine Ahnung. A language of ideas maybe, but not of very much action.
Anyways, according to man-spricht-Deutsch-Guido Westerwelle, German “is the key to more than 350 German universities and colleges, to Europe’s largest economy. It grants access to German literature, music, philosophy, and science, to the wealth of great European cultural traditions and, not least, it is the key to realizing one’s own goals and ideas.”
That’s true, I guess. Sort of. But let’s be honest, Guido. German is also the key to more than 350 German universities and colleges that nobody wants to attend, it grants access to German literature that nobody wants to read anymore, to German music that, well OK (the old stuff was pretty good) and to German philosophy that’s not much more than high speed mysticism if you ask me (which you’re not). I don’t know what German science is so I’ll just assume that it’s really cool. And if you have to learn German just to know what your own goals and ideas are, then they’re probably not worth knowing in the first place. But maybe that’s just me.
“In Deutschland ist es üblich, dass man Deutsch spricht.”
And what are they booing?
The first movie? The big-budget remake with a message because it wasn’t low-budget enough (the movie, not the message)? History?
Or was this flick, like most of the other films that get shown here every year at the Berlin Film Festival, was it like, well, too political? Nah, that can’t be. What’s more political (or politically correct) than the Berlinale?
I know, maybe it was just another really lousy movie. I mean even by Berlinale standards lousy.
“Ein antisemitischer Film, wie wir ihn uns nur wünschen können.”
Not unlike German fears about privacy when it comes to Google’s eerie Street-View technology – while gladly developing and using Street-View-type products of their own – Iran’s freely elected government sort of is also frightened about privacy when it comes to one of Google’s other creepy technologies: eMail (and that’s e for evil). And yeah, of course I know that Google didn’t invent eMail. But still.
The Iranian powers that be (or powers that is, if you prefer) are clearly concerned about privacy matters here; keeping their own damned privacy as private as inhumanly possible, that is. Otherwise, everybody out there knows what the hell they’re up to, get it?
So now following the German example, word is out that the Iranians are actually planning to introduce a new eMail technology of their own. It’s code name is MMail, I think (GMail war gestern). Or Mullah-Mail, if you prefer.
Es ist einer der populärsten E-Mail-Dienste in Iran – doch nun will die Regierung Googles GMail-Service offenbar sperren lassen. Laut einem Bericht des “Wall Street Journal” soll stattdessen ein eigenes Mail-System aufgebaut werden.
Actually, it’ll end up being around forty or so later this year. Not terribly original, the idea, but still.
Who needs Hollywood, huh? Marlene Dietrich will be the very first US-Amerikanerin star ever to be immortalised on the streets of her home town on a brand new “Walk of Fame” which will be unveiled during the Berlin film festival this coming week.
Ten stars will be awarded a star each year during the festival festivities from here on out, all with a link to Hollywood, I mean German culture.
Like walk the talk already.
Anybody can run up the Empire State Building’s 1,576 stairs in roughly ten minutes and sixteen seconds.
But not many would be willing to do it twice. And like five times in a row?
Damn. That takes devotion. Or profound mental instability. Or maybe a little bit of both. But like they say, somebody’s got to do it – whoever they are.
At 10:30 a.m., a loud fog horn sounded to launch a mad dash from the lobby – where Dold grabbed an early lead and never looked down.
Ich nix verstehen (I don’t get it). I thought their career had already been ended for them long, long ago.
But now their latest album will be their last, they promise. Germany’s most successful hard rock band has been at it for some 40 years now (at least) and they’re feeling it or something I guess and enough is enough already. What else ya gonna do, become a Rolling Stone?
Das aktuelle Album soll das letzte sein, die weltweite Tournee soll den Metal-Veteranen als Abschiedsreise dienen.
McWhy not?
You’ve just got to ask yourself how it could have taken this long to begin with.
Few traces of the wall remain but the site is home to a replica of a hut housing US border guards behind sandbags as well as a “You Are Entering the American Sector” sign.
In Iran? Sure would be nice.
And one thing speaking for it is the sheer improbabilty of it all. But that seems to be how history works.
“I don’t believe in miracles. I’ve seen too many of them.”
“Yes we can!”
Umm, actually no we can’t.
It soon became clear that China was not signing up to any treaty that allowed other countries to snoop around in their dirty emissions laundry.
Observing Hermann 