This is my job now.
In this I mean this is probably the only place for me to post things now. I’ve reduced my audience to I think accidental viewing at best, and might prefer this.
I went places and I spoke on them on what I did see when I was there with or without people. Thing is, the internet in a lot of countries is kind of terrible, compared to what you expect. So from the archive, no one asked for; Assessment of Los Angeles.
The rational approach to German anger
I think Germans on the whole are not aggressive people, and being English I say this with appreciation. Today on the way home I saw a man hitting a crosswalk button in frustration at it having not let him cross the road in time, with an empty plastic bottle and shouting. But shouting something hilariously typical here..
A very common way a German will vocalise their incredulous displeasure at another's incompetence is to loudly say hello (hallo), just in a slightly stupider voice; ha-lohh!
It’s really quite limp and a wasted opportunity for some really good words but also hilarious and sort of comforting.
I must admit that after aimlessly doodling I sometimes wonder if I did something abstract or pathetically crap.
It’s not that I actively dislike celebration although I’ve clearly been trying hard to convince all I know this is the case; I consider every moment enjoyed with people a celebration of a sort. I’m just not one for unmovable points in time for them to occur within.
What it is I dislike is actually just repetition. No one outside immediate family and devious bastards who felt they just had to know (then always forget) know when my birthday is and I don’t care if you believe me but I tend to forget when it is myself. Same with Christmass and New Year. Now see? I spelt Christmas wrong just there and did not correct it because it feels like it makes a stupid point.
It goes somewhat like this over a day:
Person 1: Happy new year!
DW: Yeah, you too.
Person 2: Happy new year!
Person 3: Happy N…
DW: Really? Which ONE? Chinese? Gregorian? Some other fucking calendar?
Person next to person 3: Alright, calm down.
DW: FUCK YOU TOO.
And so on. I’m not as miserable as people think, well, in these situations. I just like things in a one-and-done format.
And so Happy New Fuck You.