By Sonja Nikcevic
There was something in the air last night in Hamburg. And it wasn’t just the endless, pouring rain, the beginning of a long awaited weekend, or the Christmas market magic. It was time for football, and St. Pauli were playing.
Just like with so many others, Hamburg’s city lines are divided by football. And while around the world these lines can run as deep as religion, class and politics – have you ever heard of a dynamic where one club is mainstream & (arguably) successful and the other just plain übercool?
by Laura Vilaça
I moved to Germany – more specifically to Hamburg – little over a month ago. And you know what I realized? I haven’t been able to prove a single stereotype I got about Germany from the media in my Southern European country. And along with me, many others agreed on this. So why does the media from my country – and that of the other PIGS (acronym for Portugal, Italy, Greece and Spain, the European countries in financial trouble) – insist otherwise?
I’ve realized that people are foolishly patriotic. And more than being that, they’re patriots who choose to trust ignorance instead of facts. And the question is: why? Because they are not necessarily given the facts. The media, much like the average citizen, has proven to have little knowledge of economy and, being so, is not capable of translating the heavy economic jargon. And this interests the heads of state, because blaming someone else is always less of a hassle than having citizens mad at you. They vote, they choose who gets what (or at least they are led to believe so) – and this misinterpretation of the political play helps supporting floating promises and inflamed speeches about Europe. The European political scene is a circus – and everyone juggles it the best they can.
by Michael Seckler
22nd of September, 18:50pm: Angela Merkel has just received the message of her overwhelming victory in the parliamentary elections and is ready to give a speech to the celebrating audience. She goes to the stage, waits until the crowd stops to applause and says “jooa…. now….”! This is how you a start-victory-speech Angela-Merkel-style.
by Laura Vilaça
Capitalism is a subject that stirs feelings. As much as it moves money, it moves emotions: thousands of people gather in the streets to criticize it, while not-so-many-thousands (figuratively) pray in appreciation of the profit they make out of this system. However – and more than hate or an acute thankful sensation -, capitalism brings out beautiful romances.
Over thirty years ago, one of the most emblematic romances of our time was born: Margaret Thatcher and Ronald Reagan were protagonists of an ideological union based on politics and economy that changed the world. Sharing distrust on communism and highly possibly a plate of pasta (much like the scene in The Lady and The Tramp), they led in the direction of privatization and a firm affirmation of the West. While some of us were left to mild foreplay like whips and kisses, Thatcher and Reagan were playing world domination.
Instead of meatballs imagine them eating your publicly funded health care