Monatsarchive: November 2018

The museum complex is visually striking at night. I parked to the right side at first, but found the doors were to an apartment building, and moved my car. The entrance to the museum is three stories down a long … Weiterlesen →

I am enjoying a delicious Polish beer with my wild boar at the European Solidarity Center, and remembering the look on co-workers‘ faces when I used to say words like union, solidarity, organized labor, capitalism, class struggle. But things do … Weiterlesen →

I could, you know. My passport is in my pocket. I could drive onto that ferry and get off in Stockholm. I find this prospect tremendously appealing. One of the places where WW II can be said to have begun. … Weiterlesen →

You know, like Museum Auschwitz or Museum Bergen-Belsen. Just so you know, last night a friend made what he said was a snarky remark about Poland and the Holocaust, and today I’m going to assign blame for any snarkiness on … Weiterlesen →

Ipek Burnett: And here we are in America. Waiting. Some are waiting for the midterms, some for Mueller, for impeachment. Others are waiting for walls to be built. Waiting for wealth to be theirs. Waiting for America to be great … Weiterlesen →

Guardian: “When I heard about it, I thought it must be impossible. Stockholmers won’t let them build a big store in Kungsträdgården. City parks are a little bit holy in Stockholm. You can’t privatise a park.” But the retail strategy … Weiterlesen →

I really liked Lukošaitis’s work for a number of reasons. The format of many A4 views communicates the enormous number of individual victims. The repetition of the progression from left to right gives one the feeling of a mechanistic process. … Weiterlesen →