In Germany, more and more topics are being discussed, again. That’s progress. We are pressed to converse.
To talk about the weather is increasingly becoming a strange thing to do. To ignore the pink elephant staring at us from the rectangular participant window in the meeting call. That’s increasingly becoming difficult.
And, in twice weekly appearances at the office, at lunch. Are they 20 or 30 percent? Means, 1, 2, 3,…oh yeah, definitely. He’s voiced some extreme opinions before, and he’s critical of the current government.
But then, the conversation starts circling around it, we talk about the birds sitting on the elephants back, without mentioning the elephant. At the end, the message is clear. Most only agree with very light measures, only necessary measures. And, in the meantime, the sea levels are rising, as temperatures are, and the baseline for conversation is rising, too.
It’s nothing new, it’s about the sausage, es geht um die Wurst. The sausage does not get divided equally, as always. And it’s made of pork. This small piece cannot be split any further, that would be unfair. And it’s pork, anyway.
The big piece is untouchable, it is guarded by the untouchables.
Maybe, the deal will end up in the middle, between the extreme and the new center. The renegotiated center, not the one our über-ich‘s had agreed upon for eighty years. This new center comes from within, from our animalistic fear.
This is now being agreed upon, only some measured measures. Just to keep things as they are, because they‘ve been good, and good is geil!
Very geil, Edu!!!
Браво!