Pity the unsuspecting inhabitants of Saint Mary, Florida. It’s there. Waiting.
I’ve ranted about how some secular countries just cannot live up to the standards they have set for themselves. This – however – is just bizarre. One thing is to have an opinion – quite another thing is to simply not know (or possibly understand?) under which conditions you are actually working.
It is a very exciting time in the US right now. Policy and public opinion is very fluid and everyone is pulling VERY hard in their own direction. I hope for more justice, liberty and common sense for all my American friends.
Today is Store Bededag. A day of generalised faith all over a country that’s more oficially Evengelical Lutheran but in reality more secular than most nations claiming to be. It has always been a source of amazement to me that states like the US, Russia and the Baltic/Eastern European area can claim to be secular states when religion has such a huge influence on every aspect and level of society. Why does a secular country require it’s president to take oaths in the name of God? Seemingly identifying religious influence over politics as “values” is like a magical charm that dispels the paradox. A secular state governed on the basis of Christian values? Bah.
Rants aside – in non-secular Denmark where 5% of the population actually practice their religion we eat wheat bread on this day of general prayers. Instituted because all the numerous holy days in the spring were making it difficult to get enough work out of the peasants. I decided to celebrate with ninja toast.
The rape case from Steubenville seems to be a media storm of epic proportions. At least in the US – I’ve overheard a few conversations about it and seen some Facebook shares from European friends but the two continents are still two different planes of existence as far as media goes. That would be an interesting subject for another post but right now I just want to share a couple of items about Steubenville that I have come across.
Showing how important it is to think – realy think – about what you say. Word for word. Because it IS important and what might seem like an affirmation or support can be just the opposite.
A lot of people have pointed out how frighteningly similar this satirical piece (from 2011) is to the actual CNN coverage of the case in which the focus is on the consequenses faced by the convicted rapists – rather than the rape victim.
In case you doubted such opinions exist.
I cannot imagine my life without my parents in it and I feel very lucky to have a mom and a dad who accepts and loves me for who I am (a sentiment I am happy to return in kind). Sadly not everyone has that privilege.
The Oreo. The best selling cookie in the United States (I’m practicing my dramatic introductions)
So recently I was hanging out at Lasse and Adrians place and Adrian expressed his malcontent. Lasse had, in fact, just been to the States and neglected to bring home delicious Oreo variations. As we all know there are countless variations on the Oreo. A multitude of different tastes, shapes, sizes. As though there existed an unstopable Oriditas force driving a delicious evolution towards either uncompromising circular perfection or blissful, endless variety.
But why then, Adrian demands to know, is it only possible to get the classic Oreo here in Denmark? Why do you need to go to Argentina to have the banana cream Oreo? Why are only the Canadians privy to the coconut oil Oreo? The answer is as sinister as the cookie is desireable: Oreos are like vampires.
Even the most common Oreo will recoil from crusifixes and other items of the faith (or it would if it wasn’t an inert cookie). Some Oreologists speculate that Oreos does not cast a reflection but since it’s impossible to carry one all the way to a mirror without eating it first this is hard to prove or disprove empirically. Most importantly however: Oreos cannot cross running water. As such all Oreos must be produced in local factories making the supply of the cookie of cookies somewhat unpredictable. Especially in thinly populated regions where investment in a huge Oreo infrastructure is less lucrative this can be a problem. Does Oreos drink the blood of the living? No. Although, since the exact Oreo recipe is a well kept secret, the blood of the living may or may not be an important ingredient.
Recently new advancements in space technology has given Oreo craving individuals cause for hope as the consensus on the last great summit of Oreologists was that Oreos may bypass the constriction on transport if it is taken into orbit and moved across oceans, rivers and local streams in space. Proeminent Oreo experts have concluded that while it is too early to celebrate free access to all Oreos for all humankind there is no doubt that the future of man and Oreokind lies in space.
An example of how big issues have a profound effect on individuals. That is something I always try to remember.