The lockdown in your head, or: Is there life after mask?

Am I white? Or rather pink? Maybe golden beige, if you count the 1.5 million freckles. At the moment, I'm one thing above all: angry. And I have to get that off my chest. The reason is comparatively banal. I was driving through my city and saw that a new party, or a sect, or...

Weltgeist only speaks present tense

»Mandatory vaccination is coming!« Perhaps. Or not. Mindlessly babbling affirmations and then whining about them becoming reality seems to be en vogue these days. On sunny days I would ignore it and go for a jog. But it's raining, my beautiful forest path is swamp. So I share a few thoughts with you and add...