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jag har en DYGNSRYTM. men nu unnar jag mej att dra ut på morgonen. snoozade tre gånger, mest för att jag kunde. morgonmålet får fortfarande vänta till första kaffepausen på jobbet men istället:

bara sitta. bara vara. grön blomkål på träden, löv alltså, men ovant.

ingen fågel syns till i boet utanför fönstret. HA! meddelande från naturväktarna: nu kom en ruvande ängel till boet 🙂

*lyssnar på junior boys teach me how to fight* som vanligt hänger jag inte med sångtexten på ett medvetet plan.

äsch nu kunde jag inte hålla mig utan måste fråga google.

There’s some things I forget
And if it’s wrong, I keep it in check
‘Cause what could I do
If we go out tonight
With that blood on your shirt?
Would it taste like a brand new shirt?
‘Cause I don’t know

Can you teach me how to fight?
Show me what it’s like to give that pain
Show me how to throw, throw him down

There were times in the past
If I had the move, I couldn’t make it last
Girl, it’s wasted in the night
And is it really so hard?
Tell your body to forget the words
Pushing you too hard
‘Cause I don’t know

Can you teach me how to fight?
Show me what it’s like to give that pain
Show me how to throw, throw him down

morgongäspning

så här tycks jag se ut när jag gäspar.

tittar

så här tycks jag se ut när jag tittar på min gäspning på bild.

så här kan jag hålla på väldigt länge.

men NU går jag på jobb!

naturväktarna (del 1)

det är inte bara löven som förvackrar min utsikt utan också ett par fåglar som bestämt sig för att bygga bo rakt på en gren rakt utanför mitt fönster!

utsikt från mitt fönster

mitt hetaste tips hittills är att det är ett par gråmesar som bor där. fast boet ser ut som om det vore byggt av lera, och det tyder ju på svalor. men svalor bygger nog inte bo så där öppet, och dessutom såg bobyggarfåglarna inte ut som svalor.
fågelbo

hälsningar, naturväktarna.

burning down the house

here’s my five cents about the recent confrontations between the finnish authorities and some citizens, and the culmination: the burnt storehouses in central helsinki.
photo: Samuli Ikäheimo

the VR storehouses in central helsinki has been debated for years. decisions has been made on different levels to tear down the storehouses incoming week to make way for a music hall, (think classical music). it seems the green party, oranssi ry, some young people in general and the precariat especially were opposing. as sampsa put it:

The place where this all took place has been a center for alternative happenings, flee markets, night clubs and couple of bars, basically a place where young people met their friends.

photo by: Samuli Ikäheimo

my impression is that a loosely knit group of people has, during the years, taken emotional possession of the VR storehouses. maybe because they a) are young and b) don’t belong to at least a middle class family. so you’re young and you don’t have the economic means to participate that much in society. but anybody wants a place where you can just be, together with your friends. well if you don’t have money, were are you going to hang out in helsinki? i’m not sure if i’m on to something here, because i simply don’t know. but i can hypothesize.

photo: Samuli Ikäheimo

i can imagine that the police and firefighters emerging at the party could’ve felt very provocative indeed for the participants. it seems possible that the party and fire were under control, thus making it unnecessary to intervene, from the perspective of the participants. legally, of course, the intervention might’ve been necessary at the time reports of a fire came to knowledge of the authorities. but if you’ve taken possession of a place, generally you do not want any authorities to intervene unless you see it absolutely necessary.

photo: Markus Jokela / HS
having already lost the fight for the place, and have it rubbed in, since the authorities crashed the party, den brända jordens taktik (tactics of the burnt soil?) comes in just handy. the logic is not about reason. there is no point in burning down the house. but you can be in a state of mind where nothing has any point, and then it makes perfect sense. self-destructive tendencies are familiar to me when i’ve lost something tremendously precious. burning down your own house, for example, is as much an attack against the building as it is towards your self. (not having personal experience though.) or for that matter: leaving someone before left behind – destroying something before someone else gets the possibility to.
photo: Petteri Sulonen

for those of you who understand finnish and are intrested to understand why the VR storehouses were so significant for some – check this out