The emotions of man are stirred more quickly than man’s intelligence; and, as I pointed out some time ago in an article on the function of criticism, it is much more easy to have sympathy with suffering than it is to have sympathy with thought. Oscar Wilde, The Soul of a Man
Author: Tom
Just another expat blogger.
Verarschung
Alt title: worst-writer lessons in un-understanding Deutsch There it is again, dear worst-reader (see pic above). Although it's happening less than it happened, say, twenty years ago--on account there was a time I was, let's say, more hopeful, wishful, dreamy, etc., it still happens now-n-then. Like a grain amongst a ton-bag of salt. I mean. … Continue reading Verarschung
Summary Demise
Pseudo-Review: Hiding In Plain Sight by Sarah Kendzior. Cliffsnotes, dear worst-reader. Maybe that's the ticket to understanding what happened to my beloved & missed #Americant since the advent of political stupidity and the election of a two-bit actor for president--oh so many years ago. But enough re-hashing of the good'ole days, eh. Haven't we all … Continue reading Summary Demise
While Walking And Dreaming
https://youtu.be/bMzaVD8TsOs Had a heck of time the other morn, dear worst-reader. As usual, I begin one of three walks a day with Beckett, the killer pug, at around eight in the A.M. After that I feed him and let him sleep until a bird stirs him awake around noon and he barks so loud that … Continue reading While Walking And Dreaming
The Snake
Trump loves to be caught and not be punished. Throughout the 2016 campaign, he recited the poem “The Snake,” a story of treachery that mocks the victims: “You knew damn well I was a snake before you let me in.” It is not enough for Trump to commit a crime. He needs to let you … Continue reading The Snake
Generation: Malice
I'm about fifty-two percent through the e-book version "Hiding in Plain Sight" by Sarah Kendzior, dear worst-reader. Not bad since I'm busy as bee in these days of worst-writing and corona-virus, i.e. same as it ever was when it comes to worst-writer social distancing, don't you know. Even though a full pseudo-review of the book … Continue reading Generation: Malice
Empirical Observation Of The Masses
This uncritical embrace of authority for its own sake is similar to the excuses given for the refusal of officials to address the attacks on the 2016 election in depth. (The Russians want us to distrust the integrity of the US election process, the pundit explains, therefore we must never, ever question what the Russians … Continue reading Empirical Observation Of The Masses
End Times Hiding In Plain Sight
In the 1990s, history ended with the specter of the wealthiest men in the world raping teenage girls provided by a mafia-affiliated blackmailer. History ended in a sealed file, history ended in a silent scream, history ended with the last man warning you that if you tell anyone, you’d end too.Hiding In Plain Sight, Sarah … Continue reading End Times Hiding In Plain Sight
Allusion Delusion Collusion
Come on, dear worst-reader. Are you laughing with me? Or did you miss the recent rally by #MAGA hat wearing bat$hitters in my beloved & missed united mistakes of #Americant? Perhaps it is an easy thing to miss, don't you know. I mean, who's really interested in watching a bunch of gun-toting white-people ranting and … Continue reading Allusion Delusion Collusion
Zombie Virus Or Just A Bad Flu
Pseudo-review: World War Z by Max Brooks Note: To skip all the/my worst-writing, the actual pseudo-review of this book is just a scroll or two or thrice downwards. And now... Not sure if this makes since, dear worst-reader. So I appreciate you indulging me. Here's a worst-writer fact for ya: I was never, ever afraid … Continue reading Zombie Virus Or Just A Bad Flu
Too Late
When you've failed-upward this long and this far... it's too late to face the/any truth--and thereby hope you can turn things around--as in turn things toward a better outcome. Blah. Blah. Blah. Or... That's what's missing from the recent and brilliant realisation from a billionaire claiming to have the answer(s) for all the fail-upwardness of … Continue reading Too Late
How The Old Win Failing Upward
Well, dear worst-reader, it's finally happened. Bernie Sanders has not only exited the 2016 presidential race (Yes!, the 2016 race) but he's joined all the others--including Hillary--who probably never should have been in the race in the first place. So let's go down the list shall we? Here's what shouldn't be running for the highest … Continue reading How The Old Win Failing Upward
Examples Of Stupid In The Here And Now
Sometimes the newz gets to worst-moi. You too, dear worst-reader? Yet we are all junkies for it, eh. Indeed. That's why I try not to bore you all that much about what's going on around the world these days. And while I'm on the worst-subject of tootin' my own horn. Don't give it a thought … Continue reading Examples Of Stupid In The Here And Now
Sue To The Dungheap
As the herd culls or is culled... How does one get to the essence of what's wrong with everything, dear worst-reader? You know, why everything is soooooo worst? Does one dig to the base, the fundament, the origin? Are there even enough shovels, tools to do that? Does one deconstruct and thereby reconstruct--in order to … Continue reading Sue To The Dungheap
Things Corona
Not sure, dear worst-reader. But it's everywhere. Here just a few examples. By-the-buy. The house is a rich-man's house not far from where I live and where I have to pass every day with Beckett, the killer pug. To indicate what they're doing about the current crisis, they hung up a page from a local … Continue reading Things Corona
#OkBoomers Be Gone. Please.
As I point out here or there in this worst-blog, I'm not a fan of my own generation. Especially the #Americant portion of that generation1. But. Dear worst-reader. Not only can we NOT choose our parents, we are also stuck with the generation in which we are born. With that worst-said, I'm as tail-end as … Continue reading #OkBoomers Be Gone. Please.
Ununderstanding Or Toilet Paper Saga
A previous worst-post about ununderstanding is here. Asked my wife the other morn, dear worst-reader, what the hell does the graphic mean in the pic above. Do you know what she said? That's right. She said: "I don't know either." At which point I turned to her and complained, once again,: "What the hell is … Continue reading Ununderstanding Or Toilet Paper Saga
The Delusion Compulsion Show
Disclaimer. This is a somewhat NSFW worst-post (due to links). The delusion and compulsion show, dear worst-reader, is a show that is #Americant. I mean, again, delusion plus compulsion is the new & improved and forevermore DREAM that is engrained in the #Americant psyche. Just like TV, eh. Or? In other worst-words, where it once … Continue reading The Delusion Compulsion Show
Rich vs Poor And The Preordained
Obviously the rich always win, eh, dear worst-reader? What better example is there than President Pee-Pee-Hair? Or. I should add. What better example is there of those who think, believe, are deluded about being rich and thereby vote for President Pee-Pee-Hair and/or those who enable/facilitate #Americant and its über convenient electoral college? Which may or … Continue reading Rich vs Poor And The Preordained
“Heroes”
Came across a list (link below) the other worst-day, dear worst-reader. The only question I had after reviewing the list--yet another Bowie best-of list, like all the others, don't you know--was whether or not I had all the songs--especially since I don't use music subscription services. Turns out I have forty of the fifty and … Continue reading “Heroes”
A Real World Leader, Almost
Don't get me wrong, dear worst-reader. As usual, I'm not tooting my host country's horn. (Or am I?) It's just, well, I've been an expat in Germania, land of the Huns, where the there-where automatons live, where resistance is futile, etc., etc., for the better part of a quarter century. Would I rather live any … Continue reading A Real World Leader, Almost
Boomer Plague, Face Masks And Toilet Paper
There you have it, dear worst-reader. End-times ain't (just) nigh (anymore). They (end-times) be here, eh. How do you (we) know? Easy. There's nothing to wipe your arse with. Don't know about you, but I'm starting to love the idear about getting a bidet. As I worst-write this, I can almost feel a stream of … Continue reading Boomer Plague, Face Masks And Toilet Paper
Helmet, Helmut And Yo-Yo
Secondary title: Pseudo-Review of the Abus Hyban bike helmet with visor. Perhaps some of you are too young to know. So allow worst-writer to explain yet another worst-title. In the movie Night On Earth by Jim Jarmusch a really bad taxi driver from the (then) recent former East Germany picks up a New Yorker in … Continue reading Helmet, Helmut And Yo-Yo
Pseudo-Review – Charger GX @ 10k
Let me start this worst-post by saying that 2019 was a bad riding year, dear fellow worst-rider (worst-reader). Due to circumstance beyond and above worst-riders control, I was unable to complete my self inflicted, obligatory yearly riding mileage, which corresponded with falling into a depressed state of inner self loathing that I get every once-a-once … Continue reading Pseudo-Review – Charger GX @ 10k
Adults Room?
I get the whole church/religion thing. Seriously. Spent a few nights and days here or there reading THE BOOK. The good book, don't you know. Actually enjoyed parts of it. I especially like what Thomas Jefferson did with it. But I also have to admit that the Book of Revelation has left me somewhat scarred … Continue reading Adults Room?
