Passing it on from Leisha Camden.
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Thursday, 19 January 2012
Monday, 21 November 2011
Protestants are making their voices heard in Egypt!
At least, that is what Aftenposten would have me believe. If found this news rather puzzling, as I thought most Egyptian Christians are Copts, and anyway, why would they be at the forefront of the protests? And then I realised: the curse of Internet hackwork has struck again - bad translation creates alternative realities. Even Google Translate got this one right!
Sorry, sorry, no religious revolution in Egypt after all. Hopefully there will finally be a democratic one.
Sorry, sorry, no religious revolution in Egypt after all. Hopefully there will finally be a democratic one.
Thursday, 29 September 2011
Al-Qaida ber Irans president Mahmoud Ahmadinejad om å slutte å spre konspirasjonsteorier om 11. september, ifølge Dagbladet.
Hvis jeg ler meg ihjel, er jeg da offer for muslimsk ekstremisme?
Hvis jeg ler meg ihjel, er jeg da offer for muslimsk ekstremisme?
Tuesday, 27 September 2011
It's biting me
I am sad to realise that the next time my bones will feel warm will be sometime around June next year.
Melancholia.
Melancholia.
Tuesday, 13 September 2011
If there is one thing I love....
.....it is a great rant. As far as I'm concerned, as long as ranters have a close relationship with reality, they can be as offensive as they like.
My friend Leisha Camden has perfected the rant as a work of art. In Latskap? Whatever, she has a thing or two to say about the fruitfulness of discussing the existence of gods. It's all in Norwegian, but there is plenty more where that one came from, over at her blog. Leisha has promised to have a go at England soon, and I'm holding her to it.
I also really appreciate the steam of a frustrated American who, poor man, has to live with the propaganda machine Fox News. In What Socialism Is and Is Not, For Dummies, he is like Hercules trying to clean out the Augean stables. Seriously, somebody's got to start somewhere.
My friend Leisha Camden has perfected the rant as a work of art. In Latskap? Whatever, she has a thing or two to say about the fruitfulness of discussing the existence of gods. It's all in Norwegian, but there is plenty more where that one came from, over at her blog. Leisha has promised to have a go at England soon, and I'm holding her to it.
I also really appreciate the steam of a frustrated American who, poor man, has to live with the propaganda machine Fox News. In What Socialism Is and Is Not, For Dummies, he is like Hercules trying to clean out the Augean stables. Seriously, somebody's got to start somewhere.
We haz election rezultses!
I iz little kitty, licking cream off lipses!
I can't make my mind up whether I ought to be happy or unhappy that the Conservatives made such a a killing out of these local elections.
That piece of information pales in comparison to the happy news that the Progress Party (hah!) has lost half its voters in the Oslo elections. I breathe a sigh of relief and daydream about a political debate answering real questions, instead of wishful thinking and demagogy.
In other words, we are now going to discuss how long the libraries are supposed to be open, and what they ought to do for us, instead of whether they ought to exist at all.
I hate having to discuss the basics of civilisation. Possibly, quite a lot of people agree with me.
I can't make my mind up whether I ought to be happy or unhappy that the Conservatives made such a a killing out of these local elections.
That piece of information pales in comparison to the happy news that the Progress Party (hah!) has lost half its voters in the Oslo elections. I breathe a sigh of relief and daydream about a political debate answering real questions, instead of wishful thinking and demagogy.
In other words, we are now going to discuss how long the libraries are supposed to be open, and what they ought to do for us, instead of whether they ought to exist at all.
I hate having to discuss the basics of civilisation. Possibly, quite a lot of people agree with me.
Sunday, 24 July 2011
When will this stop?
We went for a walk in the city today, the cabin fever was setting in. This morning they said another victim had died during the night. We couldn't stay inside and listen to more awful news, so we got our 18 month old daughter dressed and went for a walk in the Vigeland Park. The city was almost empty, except for buses full of Chinese, Japanese and Spanish tourists. What a day to visit Norway! It can't have been much fun.
The baby is a star, she is always getting photographed by Chinese tourists. It cheered us up a little, and I met an old friend I haven't seen since his wedding three years ago. He'd stayed up all night reading the terrorist's "manifesto", and was sad and scared. We found out we were both happy that our children are so young they have no idea what is going on.
We went for a long walk while the baby was sleeping. The atmosphere in the city is bizarre. There are people out walking and sitting in cafes, but everyone is so sad. People are not talking.
We heard sirens, and I think everybody in the street jumped. It was a couple of military cars with flashing lights following an empty Royal Guard bus. For a while we were worried something was going on, but I guess they were just being a lot more efficient than usual in picking up the soldiers.
We came home, had a simple dinner. A friend called from abroad to ask if we were ok. My husband's family called us on Skype, happy to see us all. His grandmother asked: "Is the guy Norwegian?" -Yes. "But what does he want?". She has a gift for getting to the gist of the matter.
Not usually a fan of infotainment, I find myself neurotically following the news. This time I feel it is important to be part of what is going on, and to hear what the survivors have to say. We all have to participate in trying to repair what can be repaired, and to prevent what might be prevented. We must be as one in this task.
Other than that, I don't feel quite rational these days. I hope my little girl doesn't pick up on too much. She seems happy, though. My husband and I are lucky that we have a little girl to put us in order. Not everyone is that lucky.
The baby is a star, she is always getting photographed by Chinese tourists. It cheered us up a little, and I met an old friend I haven't seen since his wedding three years ago. He'd stayed up all night reading the terrorist's "manifesto", and was sad and scared. We found out we were both happy that our children are so young they have no idea what is going on.
We went for a long walk while the baby was sleeping. The atmosphere in the city is bizarre. There are people out walking and sitting in cafes, but everyone is so sad. People are not talking.
We heard sirens, and I think everybody in the street jumped. It was a couple of military cars with flashing lights following an empty Royal Guard bus. For a while we were worried something was going on, but I guess they were just being a lot more efficient than usual in picking up the soldiers.
We came home, had a simple dinner. A friend called from abroad to ask if we were ok. My husband's family called us on Skype, happy to see us all. His grandmother asked: "Is the guy Norwegian?" -Yes. "But what does he want?". She has a gift for getting to the gist of the matter.
Not usually a fan of infotainment, I find myself neurotically following the news. This time I feel it is important to be part of what is going on, and to hear what the survivors have to say. We all have to participate in trying to repair what can be repaired, and to prevent what might be prevented. We must be as one in this task.
Other than that, I don't feel quite rational these days. I hope my little girl doesn't pick up on too much. She seems happy, though. My husband and I are lucky that we have a little girl to put us in order. Not everyone is that lucky.
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