I don't know... I mean anything is better than George W. Bush I suppose, but to give the next president the peace prize?
Is this just one giant middle finger to the right wing conservatives of the US from Europe? I think I'm going to have to concider it as just that. The peace prize is a hot potato as it is, it's hard to find a political ground where no trouble is started. Even though I can understand why it's around and why it's so important that it's around it might just stirr things that don't need to be stirred. Also to give it to Barack Obama...isn't that kind of like grading the student before the test is handed out? He hasn't even been in office for a full year!
Or maybe, it should be viewed as a plea to the American public to value peace higher than war, and stop honoring the professional killers they send abroad.
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Oct 9, 2009
Oct 8, 2009
Nobel prize in literature 2009
Ah how darling to listen to it, Herta Müller. "who, with the concentration of poetry and the frankness of prose, depicts the landscape of the dispossessed"
I'd lie if I said I've read her books, I'll be frank and say I haven't. But, I will. How can one resist titles like The devil is sitting in the mirror, The pale gentlemen with their espresso cups, Traveling on one leg and A warm potato is a warm bed. Pardon the bad translations...
Congratulations! (no, I'm not jealous)
I'd lie if I said I've read her books, I'll be frank and say I haven't. But, I will. How can one resist titles like The devil is sitting in the mirror, The pale gentlemen with their espresso cups, Traveling on one leg and A warm potato is a warm bed. Pardon the bad translations...
Congratulations! (no, I'm not jealous)
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Oct 6, 2009
New Kent!
The new single Töntarna will be released physically on October 12, and the digital version was out yesterday. The new album Röd will come on November 6th.
It's been too long Kent. I need you to soundtrack my life! But thank you, it's better late than never. Life's different now from last time I got the kentrush. Thank you for that too.
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Some words on the way
Welcome to the Molly helpcentral. We don't help mollies, we have a Molly on duty to serve you and today she offers the following advice.
First off, turn this on
Nutritional:
Eat a pear.
Physical:
Enjoy your shape and breathe.
Philisophical:
Worry just as much as you feel the need for, but if enough things tell you there's nothing to worry about you probably shouldn't.
Intellectual:
Angles
Beauty:
Shape your eyebrows
That's it, pretty much. Yep. I think so.
First off, turn this on
Nutritional:
Eat a pear.
Physical:
Enjoy your shape and breathe.
Philisophical:
Worry just as much as you feel the need for, but if enough things tell you there's nothing to worry about you probably shouldn't.
Intellectual:
Angles
Beauty:
Shape your eyebrows
That's it, pretty much. Yep. I think so.
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Words on the way
Oct 5, 2009
No man is an island
What brought this on? I asked a favour to make life easier for someone I care about, and in doing so I had to make life more difficult for someone else. But the one I'm really making life difficult for is myself. If I could only, for a day or two make that voice in my head be quiet, the little voice of constant reason. Needless to say I never understood the illustration of a devil on one shoulder and an angel on the other, it's not that simple. It's more of a sky sinking down and crushing every bone in my body and I become a wet spot. When I start pacing I know it's come. When I want to cry I know it's here. But I can't cry, I can't surrender, I have to fix it. Have to make everything work out.
"I know they mean well" What's in an intention? Really. Absolutley nothing. What's having one's heart in the right place? If you don't stop and concider that bigger picture it's fireing a gun, killing a president and starting a war because you wanted to help someone clean up. I detest asking for things, even though I collect good deeds I'd like to say I do for others, but my accounts are running out, and I have nowhere to turn because I ask for favours on such rare occations that it seems like a bigger deal than it is.
I want to take care of myself, I want to take care of those I love, but I don't want anyone to care for me and I have a problem with letting people in, I don't want to be that weak burden that needs picking up.
In all honesty, I feel humiliated by having to ask for help, even if my heart was in the right place. (See how that doesn't make me feel any better?)
Damn Norweigans!
First they win the Eurovision song contest and now this http://hdr.undp.org/en/media/HDR_2009_EN_Summary.pdf, Norway is the highest ranked country in life expectancy, BNP per capita and education. Oh well. The numbers are based on 2007 so the effects of the financial crisis aren't part of it, which would explain Iceland's 3rd place. But my hat is off, now all I can do is educate myself further and make more money to try to beat them next time. But we'll never beat Norway, they aren't part of the EU, the lucky bastards. So I'm gonna have to sit here, with our 7th place while someone else decides what's best for me.
Though it does amuse me a bit that the US doesn't pop up until 13th place. Why it amuses me, I don't know.
There is a couple of things I think the UN should also take into concideration while they're making a list of quality of life, as this list basically is, how about investigating how many people per household? How many homeless? How many people with access to adequate healthcare? How about affordable daycares? How many per cent of women work full time? How much maternity/paternity leave? Access to libraries? Public transportations? What about enviromental factors like the state of the soil, water and air? The BNP per capita may say a lot, but it doesn't say that much about how much money is spent. How far do those thousands of dollars actually go? In some places you simply need more money to pay for the most basic of needs.
Because surely, those things matter just as much, or more than university degrees, people can be happy without a Phd in bullshit, while I think it's harder to be happy when you're not feeling entirely safe.
Though it does amuse me a bit that the US doesn't pop up until 13th place. Why it amuses me, I don't know.
There is a couple of things I think the UN should also take into concideration while they're making a list of quality of life, as this list basically is, how about investigating how many people per household? How many homeless? How many people with access to adequate healthcare? How about affordable daycares? How many per cent of women work full time? How much maternity/paternity leave? Access to libraries? Public transportations? What about enviromental factors like the state of the soil, water and air? The BNP per capita may say a lot, but it doesn't say that much about how much money is spent. How far do those thousands of dollars actually go? In some places you simply need more money to pay for the most basic of needs.
Because surely, those things matter just as much, or more than university degrees, people can be happy without a Phd in bullshit, while I think it's harder to be happy when you're not feeling entirely safe.
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Oct 3, 2009
A tidy home makes for a tidy mind?
Sometimes I wonder about connections. At times I see these hyper made up people, but still with some kind of natural charm and I wonder what their homes look like, are they as tidy as the people who live there? Are their bankaccounts tidy? Their binges at the brink of being perfect? Simply does the perfection extend to all areas of life?
I clean mostly when I'm about to have people over and yes, I do tend to fix other stuff about myself at those times, even though it might have more to do with the company. Not so that I don't clean unless I'm having company, but I do the silly stuff, like wipe the floorboards with a rag. I can't be the only person that only dusts on top of doors when I'm about to be judged.
In privacy in usually just wear what's comfortable, although I tend to always straighten my hair. I hate when it's curly, I look like a troll! Maybe the straight hair means I empty the dishwasher? Perhaps I should leave it curly and see if the dishes pile up.
Then there's the question of shopping. Do these supertidy people only buy just what they need or do they have freezers full of food they'll never eat too? Do they always buy toilet paper with little patterns on? Do they remember to put the roll on the holder or do they leave it on the sink?
And first and foremost, what are these people hiding? If they seem perfect they surely must hold a deep dark secret, or just something so plain boring as germofobia. Suddenly they don't seem that interesting at all. I can see statues at the museum and I can google pics of perfect homes, while I'm the only one with occationally uneven eyebrows and a couch that seems to walk away from the wall without any help at all.
I clean mostly when I'm about to have people over and yes, I do tend to fix other stuff about myself at those times, even though it might have more to do with the company. Not so that I don't clean unless I'm having company, but I do the silly stuff, like wipe the floorboards with a rag. I can't be the only person that only dusts on top of doors when I'm about to be judged.
In privacy in usually just wear what's comfortable, although I tend to always straighten my hair. I hate when it's curly, I look like a troll! Maybe the straight hair means I empty the dishwasher? Perhaps I should leave it curly and see if the dishes pile up.
Then there's the question of shopping. Do these supertidy people only buy just what they need or do they have freezers full of food they'll never eat too? Do they always buy toilet paper with little patterns on? Do they remember to put the roll on the holder or do they leave it on the sink?
And first and foremost, what are these people hiding? If they seem perfect they surely must hold a deep dark secret, or just something so plain boring as germofobia. Suddenly they don't seem that interesting at all. I can see statues at the museum and I can google pics of perfect homes, while I'm the only one with occationally uneven eyebrows and a couch that seems to walk away from the wall without any help at all.
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