
Wordless Wednesday

Referee: Gentlemen, welcome to the Super Bowl. One thing I want to make clear before we start: The 49ers are going to win.
There’s a pause. Shanahan smiles.
Going back in time, I recall our short vacations in Italy. Remember, I was born and raised >>>here<<<. Right after lunch, before the shops closed during the hot afternoons, one of us kids was sent to a magazine stand to pick up a German or Austrian newspaper, which by then was three days old. We lived! Nothing was so dramatic back then. Continue reading
A high court
rules over our lives
and is the final judge
in all quarrels, we cannot
solve otherwise. Continue reading
If you want to know how sick we are as a nation, you don’t have to look far these days.
President Trump on Monday offered his most explicit endorsement to date of Roy Moore, the embattled Republican Senate candidate in Alabama who stands accused of making unwanted sexual advances on teenage girls when he was in his 30s. Continue reading
Bill Cosby’s verdict left me wanting to spit fire like a dragon, preferably in his direction. Reading that he is touring to advocate people on the sexual assault law made me physically ill. Continue reading
“Everything will be all right in the end. If it’s not all right, it is not yet the end.” Patel, Hotel Manager, The Best Exotic Marigold Hotel”
I liked the quote when I heard it for the first time when we watched the movie. Now it’s printed and hanging in my workroom. A simple, everyday reminder that I should not give up hope. Continue reading
The following are examples from a book called “Disorder in the American Courts” and I would like to give you a fair warning: “Stop eating, chewing and drinking before you start reading.” I almost choked on my cookie. This are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters, who had the torment of staying calm, while these exchanges were actually taking place. Continue reading
I am saddened by recent events. One day I will sit down and will write about what I really think and feel. I didn’t understand it 30 years ago and I don’t understand it now…I never will. I have been born and raised in Europe, in a region that had scars all over. Scars that had been left by world war II, discrimination, racism and the hate crimes committed then. I went to school and learned about it, thinking “this will never happen again. It can’t happen again, because we are smarter, because we learned from past mistakes”. Continue reading