Sorry. We Serve Our Reichsbürger Rare! Anyone surprised z’Germans arrested a bunch of conspiracy loving right-wingers–who are not unlike #Americant right-wingers–without them having mobbed the Reichstag, which was supposedly part of the reason for the arrests? I worst-mean, dear worst-reader, how long after the #Americant right-wingers stormed The US Capitol did it take to finally … Continue reading Sorry. We Serve Our Reichsbürger Rare!
Tag: Germany
Don’t Panic
So. Like. This happened the other day. I’m in town approaching the bio-market and out of the blue sirens start going off all around me, even on my phone. At first I startled, thinking it was a bank robbery on account I was at that moment walking past a bank. Then I remembered. Oh yeah! … Continue reading Don’t Panic
Worst Dual Citizenship?
As you may or mayn‘t have noticed, dear worst-reader, worst-writer is an expat. Reason(s) for that is covered through out this worst-blog. In short, worst-writer found a way to jump the greed $hit-ship thereby avoiding a life of minimum wage poverty known as the #Americant dream. That was the end of the 1980s. And so. … Continue reading Worst Dual Citizenship?
Room With A View
No. Seriously, dear worst-reader. I’ve never been much of a peepee (peep-n-tom). That may or may not have something to do with my relations (successes) over the years. But enough about my ageing worst-libido. I’ve often wondered about the bourgeoisie I’ve encountered here or there that have telescopes in their flats. That worst-said, while working … Continue reading Room With A View
Fifteen Year Single Malt Darkness Joy
Source of pic: worst-writer doing his thing. The storm’s name is Eileen. I think. Hitting UK and the continent bigly. I have one of those massive Strandkorb chairs on one of my five balconies and I just missed being able to film the thing being toppled over as though it were a leaf in the … Continue reading Fifteen Year Single Malt Darkness Joy
Facetious Sarcastic Irony Or Maybe Not
One of my favourite German words is: Klugscheisser. Roughly translated (to #Americant English) it means smart-ass. I worst-say "roughly translated" on account, well, as far as I can tell (after all these years living abroad) my beloved & missed united mistakes of #Americant has lost touch with what it means to be a smart-ass. I … Continue reading Facetious Sarcastic Irony Or Maybe Not
Letter To Sister-Woman
Been itchy lately, dear worst-reader. Itchy means breaking out my old Hermes Baby. Rant on. -T
The #Eurowasteland COVID $hitshow And Other Disaster Capitalism Krapp
Alternative worst-title: disaster capitalism in Tex-ass, Pratt & Whitney pulled the market share short stick, and why Germany Can't Vaccinate faster Well, here we go, dear worst-reader. Have I got $hits&giggles for you today. First, let's start with Tex-ass. Has there ever been a better example of the fail-upward-ness of #Americant political conservatism run amok … Continue reading The #Eurowasteland COVID $hitshow And Other Disaster Capitalism Krapp
My Name Is Bonds, Eurobonds
About the pics. A screenshot of a German news program showing how it can turn something un-understandable into something less-understandable...? A screenshot from the same German news program of... wait for it... aghast... Peter Gauweiler. The thing that intrigued me while getting a rare dose of German TV news yesterday, albeit via its website (and not by … Continue reading My Name Is Bonds, Eurobonds
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
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
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
The Real Reason For Brexit, Baby
Things not forgotten, dear worst-reader. Things that remind one. Like pictures found on the interwebnets. For example... I'll never forget my second vacation. It took many years, don't you know, to get to a second vacation. It was cheap and coincided with one of the last times I would return to my beloved & missed … Continue reading The Real Reason For Brexit, Baby
Things Behind The Pleasure Palace
I live near Schloss Benrath, dear worst-reader. If you haven't worst-read by now, I also live near the Rhine River. I live here because, well, the better-half, the dictator she is, has made it so. And it's not so bad to live here, don't you know. Especially considering it's a great locality to walk Beckett, … Continue reading Things Behind The Pleasure Palace
Going Without Water?
https://youtu.be/pBsnWr6aeg0It's been a low-water year for the mighty Rhine River, dear worst-reader. FYI, the Rhine River has a special place in my heart. For most of my expat days in Germania, I have lived near the Rhine. Although I consider myself a water person--that is, landlocked places give me the creeps--the Rhine, even if it … Continue reading Going Without Water?
A German, A Jew, And Tim Cook Walk Into A Bar
... The German, with a heavy accent, asks Tim in broken English, "wahn kahn ik pey myna bahr drink mit apple pey in Deutschland?" The Jew, who is also the bartender getting ready to start his shift, turns to Tim, greets him by showing him the red dot on his new Apple Watch, and says, … Continue reading A German, A Jew, And Tim Cook Walk Into A Bar
Feminism, Distorted Reality And Friedrich Schiller
Subtitle: Enamoured after reading Schiller's Die Jungfrau von Orleans... In German! Note about book cover above. This is my first read of a Reclam e-book. I bought this on iBooks (2,49€) and am very pleased with how the publisher has taken the time to produce it, align it, make a joy to read on a … Continue reading Feminism, Distorted Reality And Friedrich Schiller
Tyre vs Tire Or Summer vs Winter
Pics as follows: 2017 Mini Clubman jacked-up for tyre change Michelin CrossCountry all-weather tyres; the ones with the sticker on the top tire Bridgestone "Run-Flats" with around 5000km on them after being removed and now in my basement on top of a flat/folded moving box ready for sale or whatever else their fate has in … Continue reading Tyre vs Tire Or Summer vs Winter
German Confusion Or Re-Inventing The F-Bomb
No. Seriously. To get by in #Eurowasteland, especially since I'm gonna need some dental work soon, I sometimes sell cheese or sell t-shirts that sell cheese. -Rant on T
Heatwave, #Eurowasteland And How I Learned To Love Electric Shades
https://youtu.be/256kLXwroUI If you haven't heard, dear worst-reader, #Eurowasteland is experiencing a pretty severe heatwave. Indeed. In all my years living among the Germans as a lost and useless-eating #Americant, I've never experienced it this hot for this long. Yesterday I measured 37.5°C (that's almost a 100°F). That may not sound like much to you but … Continue reading Heatwave, #Eurowasteland And How I Learned To Love Electric Shades
Exploding Shrooms Or How To Razor Wire Your Paranoia?
Sites seen while walking Beckett, The Killer Pug. The mushroom is at least 12-14 inches in diameter. When it ejaculated its spores there might have been a slight wind from the South West. There is a metallic greyness, an almost mechanical shade around the base of the fungus. I never before thought I could see … Continue reading Exploding Shrooms Or How To Razor Wire Your Paranoia?
Blut Und Boden Or If You’re A Good Boy You Can Have All The Pu$$y You Want
Well, dear worst-reader. I got five years. It's been a long time since my expat host country offered me five. For the past ten or twelve years (about half my total stay so far), it's always been a two year visa. "Two years and let's see how things go," some automaton sitting behind an ugly … Continue reading Blut Und Boden Or If You’re A Good Boy You Can Have All The Pu$$y You Want
Sunny Place In Germania, 5KM Long Luxury Beach Front Property, A Deep Diver
The Prora complex is both fascinating and scary. "Kraft durch Freude." Strength through enjoyment? Something like that. This building was first built at the end of the 1930s and when Germany started to lose the war all work was shut down. It was supposed to be play land and funville for up to 20k national … Continue reading Sunny Place In Germania, 5KM Long Luxury Beach Front Property, A Deep Diver
Baltic Sea Bike Trek Gone Right
Riding or being ridden around the island of Rügen, Germany. Other than battling some horrendous winds (thank the Gods I'm on an e-bike), this is a great place to ride a bike, check out scenery, take a boat tour and study German. OYG. Rant on. -T
Pseudo-Review #5: R&M Charger GX 4000km
Pseudo-Reviews begin here. It's been a long cold wet winter, dear worst-rider. No. Seriously. The weather has been so dismal the past few months here in the Germania tribe of #eurowasteland that I've barely ridden the R&M. Although I've been living in the old country for well over twenty-five years now, this past winter season has … Continue reading Pseudo-Review #5: R&M Charger GX 4000km
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