Do you feel sad and depressed about the fact that once again 51 or 52 per cent of those 50 per cent of the americans that actually bothers to vote seems to have choosen George W Bush and made him the Prez for another 4 years? Well, don't waste your time. Rejoice! Be happy! Now George W himself and his Team Godzilla will have to take responsibility for the last four years and clean up the big f**ckin' mess they've created. There are even rumours that the only voice of reason (or the only weak link if you're a bible quoting Randian Bush lover) in the Bush administration, Secretary of State Colin Powell, will resign or be forced to leave. Maybe that's because "the truth is, neither party (Bush nor Kerry) is fully reckoning with the reality of Iraq—which is that the insurgents, by most accounts, are winning. Even Secretary of State Colin Powell, a former general who stays in touch with the Joint Chiefs, has acknowledged this privately to friends in recent weeks, NEWSWEEK has learned".
Maybe that lesson and others will give the Democrats enough courage to become something better and more inspiring than just Republican Light. Now they have four years to think things over. I wish them good luck! And George W - good luck with the cleaning - you'll need it!
Wednesday, November 03, 2004
one happy little devil
Monday, November 01, 2004
Sunday, October 31, 2004
get your war on
Visit David Rees excellent Get Your War On site. He has been commenting the american "war on terrorism" since 2001 with his weird cartoons. Operation: Enduring Freedom is in the motherfucking house!
gandhi
"Democracy and violence can ill go together. Evolution of democracy is not possible if we are not prepared to hear the other side."
per
Later Per joined us. He's the evil genius of neoliberal propaganda! Just read his blog and see for your self (only in swedish). He's not only an evil genius, he's also a very good friend and a fun guy to drink beer, Gammel Dansk or coffee with. I totally recommend it! Oh, and I'm sorry about yesterday Per, I blame it on society, the neoliberal conspiracy, George W. Bush and the espresso overdose!
thomas
This is my old pal Thomas. Yesterday we went out for a couple of beers. Sad to say, I'm such a bad drinker nowadays. I almost fell asleep after two beers. Then I started to drink loads of coffee - that was a bad idea... Had a massive espresso overdose and my brain stopped working... scary!!! Sorry Thomas!
martin luther king jr.
"There is nothing more dangerous than to build a society, with a large segment of people in that society, who feel that they have no stake in it; who feel that they have nothing to lose. People who have a stake in their society, protect that society, but when they don't have it, they unconsciously want to destroy it."
fern
The fern in my window. It's constantly struggling to stay alive.
-Feed me! Love me!
Well I'm trying, Really...
Saturday, October 30, 2004
thank you for the music
It seems like Zucchero is dying. It's sad 'cause it was such a great place once upon a time. Now it only serves as a good example of how NOT to run a business. It feels like I'm working inside a reality tv-show where people are getting voted out on a daily basis. Or maybe like I'm part of Agatha Christie's "Ten Little Niggers" - ten little nigger boys worked at Zucchero, six got fired and then there were four... As I told you before, we had a very fun and popular Italo Disco party with DJ Albion last monday evening. Or at least that was what I thought. Now I know that two of my friends and, from now on, former co-workers (the same ones that helped out making the evening a big success!) got fired the day after with some lame "we can't afford to pay your wages anymore" excuse. They didn't even get a notice or a "thank you for your help during all these years". I'm probably next on the "who to fire list" after this little blog... Maybe I should start to look for a new job right away...
...and then there were none...
Friday, October 29, 2004
fisksätra torg
Another glamorous night at Fisksätra torg. Britney is hiding in the dark behind the swings, beatch!




















