Die Deutsche Sprache schafft sich ab (erweitert)

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Die angestammte Sprache  mag aufgegeben werden, es mag sich nicht einmal eine bemerkliche Sprachmischung vollziehen, dafür wird eine fruchtbare Kulturmischung nicht ausbleiben.    Unter allen großen Völkern der Erde  entnationalisiert sich keines so leicht  wie die Deutschen.

--  Hugo Schuchardt,  (1884), in Leo Spitzer, ed., Hugo Schuchardt-Brevier (1921; 2^nd edn. 1928), p. 348

[This is a sidenote to the essay “Deutschland schafft sich ab”, in which I recalled a ca. 1990 conversation with a couple of Langenscheidt lexicographers, who predicted the extinction of the German language, and foresaw this with chilling indifference.]

(1)  Hier spricht man deutsch nicht.

Using my wife’s tablet, I attempted to bring up DeutscheWelle.  It brought up only the English-language site.  I specifically added “.de”; stubbornly, it changed that to “.com” and re-presented the English site.  So I went to the German Wikipedia and clicked on the link labeled “Offizielle Webpräsenz”:  it too brought me to the English site!

Well, maybe that’s just the tablet.  It has recently introduced a dumbed-down version of news.google.[…];  I was able to revert to the original presentation on the English version, with a few clicks,  but these didn’t work for the French and German.

So I tried it on the MacIntosh:  same deal.

Ultimately I found the real site by having bookmarked an article, back when you could still get to it easily, and from this clicked through to: http://www.dw.com/de/themen/s-9077.  [That is just today’s;  I never was able to pull up a permanent German homepage.

I then went back to the tablet and put in www.dw.com/de.

The answer came from Verizon, and said that no such site exists.

Along with a screenful of utterly unrelated (English-language) ads.

(2)  Yes, we have no bananas

Check out this archive:

http://www.spiegel.de/spiegel/print/index-1997.html

Notice anything strange?  An 18-minute-gap, so to speak?

All the covers for 1997 are fondly recalled (the magazine Der Spiegel is known for its striking covers) -- with one exception:  “16, “Gefährlich fremd”.

It has been flushed down the memory-hole.  Why?

The answer was supplied by a keen-eyed reader (Wilko Fokken), in a comment (to a mediocre article):

http://www.heise.de/tp/foren/S-Im-Online-Archiv-fehlt-das-SPIEGEL-Titelbild-16-1997-Thema-Gefaehrlich-fremd/forum-295835/msg-26943164/read/

So there’s the link;  normally I’d leave it at that.  Only … since this post concerns information previously available that later gets wiped from the Web, I’ll quote it in full -- lest it already have been zeroed by the time you click.

9. September 2015 06:55

Im Online-Archiv fehlt das SPIEGEL-Titelbild 16/1997. Thema: "Gefährlich fremd"

Wilko Fokken, Wilko Fokken (mehr als 1000 Beiträge seit 25.03.00)

Ein Grund für die Entfernung des SPIEGEL-Covers aus dem Netz könnte

sein, daß man in der gegenwärtigen Situation nicht so gern an eigene,

fast zwanzig Jahre alte und zutreffende Analysen erinnert werden

möchte, wie etwa die:

"Zeitbomben in den Vorstädten: Die Ausländer-Integration ist

gescheitert. Überall im Land entsteht eine explosive Spannung. Bei

jungen Türken und Aussiedlern, Randgruppen ohne Perspektive, wächst

die Bereitschaft, sich mit Gewalt zu holen, was die Gesellschaft

ihnen verweigert."

...

Vor allem die beiden größten Gruppen schätzen Wissenschaftler,

Polizisten und Sozialarbeiter als Zeitbomben in den Vorstädten ein:

die etwa 600 000 jugendlichen Türken der zweiten und dritten

Gastarbeitergeneration sowie die halbe Million junger Aussiedler, die

seit 1990 aus dem zerfallenen Sowjetreich nach Deutschland gekommen

sind.

(Die erste Generation der Gastarbeiter war bekanntlich noch friedlich

gewesen.)

SPIEGEL-Titelbilder, Übersicht 1997:

http://www.spiegel.de/spiegel/print/index-1997.html

Texte:

http://www.spiegel.de/spiegel/print/index-1997-16.html

In other words:  Der Spiegel in 1997  clearly foresaw what we currently see unfolding before our eyes;  but since that no longer fits their current narrative, they would rather self-censor than take credit.

 

Thus, it is only the happy accident of a photo archive ordered by date, that reveals the escamoterie.

(3)  Now you see it … now you don’t

Another, even stranger example, of disappearing (or rather ‘disappeared’) content; fortunately, an alert commenter was able to retrieve it from the memory-hole:

9. September 2015 20:40

In München kann die Sicherheit nicht mehr garantiert werden - gelöschtes yt-vid.

Germane (mehr als 1000 Beiträge seit 21.11.02)

Die Münchner SPD-Sozialdezernentin Brigitte Meier bricht in Tränen
aus wie übelasten München mit den 55.000 auf den HBF ist, die nicht
weitergeleitet werden. youtube hat das Orgingnal gelöscht, deshalb
verlinke ich ( auch wenn es auf yt von anderen wieder hochgeladen
wurden ) die Vimeo-Version:

https://vimeo.com/139770418

What is odd about this example, is that

(1) YouTube itself is not particularly political -- it couldn’t if it tried to be;  it’s one big foire d’empoigne.  So how were they pressured to delete?

(2)  The speaker is not inherently such as to offend the PC Speech Police -- she is female, and a member of the SPD -- a mainstream German party, “Socialist” but relatively moderate.   Plus, she breaks down crying, which the bisounours generally like.

(3)  The content of what she says -- speaking, after all, to a left-wing Parteitag -- is quite moderate and inoffensive.   The only thing that renders it the least noteworthy is that it is someone from the SPD saying it, admitting semi-privately what the party so far does not admit publically.

Curiouser and curiouser.

[Update 23 September 2015] German-Americans schafften sich ab:

http://www.nytimes.com/2015/09/23/opinion/whatever-happened-to-german-america.html?ref=international&_r=0

[Update 8 Oct 2015] A video about just how bad it's got -- censored, then restored by samizdat:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9yN_hn933B0
Dieses Interview wurde anschliessend bei N24 in der Mediathek wieder gelöscht. Vielleicht war es einfach zu ehrlich?

The Deeper Meaning of Columbus Day (2015)

As we do each year at this time, while the wheels of governance lie briefly idle, and ochre and russet creep into the leaf,

the lawnmowers having fallen silent,  the rakes not yet out of the shed,

we offer this classic essay on the discovery of America.

Certain people -- cranks, for the most part, after the fashion of Baconists -- strenuously maintain that the American continents were discovered well before Columbus.   And after extensive researches into ancient evidence, abetted by the most advanced techniques of modern science, we must concur to this extent:  The discovery happened a very very long time ago;  and it was made by none other than penguins.

Thoughts for Columbus Day

[Originally posted Monday, October 10, 2011]

Scene: The Earth.  Time: The last glaciation.

It was cold. -- How cold?

Cold enough for the seas to descend, or to freeze to solidity; so that feet might  dry-shod  pass the Bering Strait, leaving the tired old world  for the undiscovered new.

And such was the route (so historians tell it) by which the New World was first peopled. 

And yet these scholars neglect one simple fact:  It was so d*mned cold, so effing cold, that, any normal person, it’d freeze his f***ing b*lls off.

Which leads, by simple syllogism, to the novel yet suddenly irrefragable fact:  Who passed the Strait on that fateful day, were no men as we now know them, but such Beings as scoff, as laugh at ice -- their laughter bell-like in the frigid air.  And so we are forced to this startling, yet eminently logical conclusion: (I anticipate a Nobel, or at least a MacArthur, for noticing this): Native Americans are the lineal descendents of penguins.

            The contentious might object, that the migration route of the Amerindians went via the northern polar regions, whereas the penguins of today inhabit Antarctica, somewhat to the south. The objection may, however, be overcome, via – mm – symmetry considerations.

            To be sure, a people which could eventually settle in MesoAmerica and the Caribbean  must have lost, over time, their original solid penguinity, much as salamanders, long confined to subterranean caves, in time may lose their eyes; thus leading to the present-day American anthropoid fauna's sadly decayed state.  And this, no doubt, by the same Mendelian-chromosomal processes which originally led to their distant ancestors, beginning from humble vertebrate beginnings, to attain that exalted, richly feathered, impeccably streamlined  pinguinal state. (I invite the lab lackeys to iron out the details.)

Q.E.D.

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For further, remarkably truth-like funfacts about prehistoric penguins,

simply grasp the mouse firmly in your right hand

(respectively the left, if a southpaw),

carefully place the cursor atop the highlighted text,

and …. CLICK !

=> When Penguins Ruled the Earth <=

(There!  Wasn’t that easy?)

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~  Posthumous Endorsement ~

"If I were alive today, and in the mood for a mystery,

this is what I'd be reading: "

I Don't Do Divorce Cases

Murphy on the Mount.

(Io sono Cristoforo Colombo, and I approved this message.)

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Squirrel Algorithms

October, Two thousand and fifteen.

Beneath our spreading oak.

(Strategy 1)  Eat an acorn;  bury one.

Eat an acorn;  bury one.

Eat an acorn;  bury one.

Eat an acorn;  bury one.

Eat an acorn;  bury one.

Eat an acorn;  bury one.

(Strategy 2) Scamper     Up

to the (tippy) tree-          top ….

and there make (!) Mis-chief (!@!@1@1)

so that acorns rain down

upon the freshly-swept deck

right above where the Nice Man  (thy chronicler,

O fellow creature  here below)

is trying  to read his special interesting   big book,
beneath the spreading oak ...

…

Fortunately   I am wearing my Magic Hat,

and acorns  cannot harm me.

(!  WOW !!   That was close, tho.)

dr(eamr)emembered

Fragments, fished up from m

m

memory …

“… fighting a strong rearguard action ….

But on May 27, the King of the Penguins

asked the Germans   for an armistice …”

Awaking; awake;

I shake

my dream(dis/misre)membered

head.

So it had seemed but --

I know that can’t be right!

The Penguins would never surrender !!

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For more  on the mighty Penguin King,
click here:
http://worldofdrjustice.blogspot.com/2012/03/exciting-story.html


 

Wir schaffen das

Angela Merkel persiste et signe :  “Wir schaffen das.”

Zwar;  aber welches  “das” ??

Offensichtlich:  Völkeraustausch  (“le grand remplacement”).

Wahrscheinlich versprach sie sich:  Wir schaffen das  ab.  


[Update 8 Oct 2015] A video about just how bad it's got -- censored, then restored by samizdat:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9yN_hn933B0
Dieses Interview wurde anschliessend bei N24 in der Mediathek wieder gelöscht. Vielleicht war es einfach zu ehrlich?

[Update 8 October 2015]

In Thüringens Landeshauptstadt erhalten die Mittwochskundgebungen der AfD immer mehr Zulauf. Der Ton ist scharf: Kanzlerin Merkel solle sich wegen ihrer Asylpolitik „ein anderes Volk suchen“, sagte ein prominenter AfD-Politiker.

http://www.faz.net/aktuell/politik/fluechtlingskrise/8000-demonstranten-erfurts-pegida-heisst-afd-13844924.html

Aber das macht sie schon doch!  

[Weiteres zum Thema:
http://worldofdrjustice.blogspot.com/2015/10/die-deutsche-sprache-schafft-sich-ab.html ]

North Pole prepares for massive influx

As the masses of undocumented (or counterfeit-documented) immigrants  continue to roll over Europe, the strategy has been consistent:  we might dub it Delayed Dominoes.   In each case, the impacted state follows the following playbook:

(1) First, make a show of putting up some resistence, defending your borders.

(2)  Wheel around 180 degrees, let everyone in with no delay or identity-check, whoosh them onto free trains or buses heading north.   End of problem.

This strategy has been followed, to their own satisfaction, successively by Greece, Macedonia, Croatia, Hungary, and Austria.  Each waves the hordes onwards, till they pile up in Germany.

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This morning brought some long-overdue news:  Bavaria, whose Munich Bahnhof was the central distribution point for teddy-bears by much-photographed smiling, even ecstatic Milchmädchens,  is slowly waking up to what it hath wrought.  Voices of concern have arisen even from the SPD, which normally inhabits an alternate universe;  but city mayors do not have that luxury, they see the crisis up close and personal ("hautnah miterlebt" is the German phrase for this).  And so Seehofer (CSU) has announced …. (drum-roll) … a state of

NOTWEHR

(Emergency Defense.)

So!  He’s going to actually close Bavaria’s foreign borders, is he?  (Bit of a reach, that, a Bundesland having its own foreign policy;  but since the Federal state itself has none apart from sheer surrender -- as Caesar used to say, Extremis malis  extrema remedia.)

Well, no;  he hasn’t actually got the backbone for that.  Instead, he is following strategy (2):  Let everyone in, but don’t let them stay, just shoot them all north and let other people deal with it.

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Future development are predictable (as has been the storyline so far, given that no-one in Europe has a pair of balls).   Already we have seen refugees leaving generous but overcrowded German, of their own accord, plowing into Denmark and being waved on north, to Sweden.  Sweden, however, is already swamped;  remarkably, some immigrants have already fled the resulting mess and have been forcing their way into Finland:  where, however,  the citizenry (not the government) has been making a show of resistence.  For that, they get condemned by all the Gutmenschen of the world.   Clearly, there is just one solution:    Provide free transportation for everyone, yet onwards … to Ultima Thule … to the North Pole.
Which, by the way, is extremely underpopulated.

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So far, the Polar Bears are taking this surprisingly well.

“We don’t anticipate any hitches,” said spokesbear Peter Polar in an interview with an admiring BBC.  “We’re a simple folk, living on fish.  We don’t eat pork, we don’t drink wine, we don’t listen to music, and our females don’t wear make-up or miniskirts -- all the things that would get you whipped or beheaded in a Salafist state.  We should be able to live peacefully forever, side by side.”

“But -- “ interjected a newsman from Realityland,  “your females go completely naked.”

Pause for reflection.  Reluctantly,  “Ye-es, that could present a problem.”

Bear of the Future  at the Pole

[Update 9 Oct 2015]  It has already begun!

Bypassing the Risky Sea, Refugees Reach Europe Through the Arctic

http://www.nytimes.com/2015/10/10/world/europe/bypassing-the-risky-sea-refugees-reach-europe-through-the-arctic.html?_r=0

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The iconic opening scene of “Blindspot”

In ads and trailers, prior to the series debut, NBC heavily marketed the opening scene, in which “Jane Doe” appears naked out of a carry-bag  in the middle of Times Square;  and wisely so.  For it contains a veritable mythologem.

In literature, the best-known birth-from-a-handbag is that of the titular character of Wilde’s “The Importance of Being E(a)rnest”;  he was discovered therein, at a railway station, provenience unknown.

The next-most-famous Railway Station birth, is that of Paddington Bear.

For “Paddington Station”, the American update is “Times Square”.  (Note, by the way, the universal appropriateness of that name.)

Now, if Sigmund Freud and Otto Rank had put their heads together, they would doubtless have deemed this motif  a wish-fulfillment reworking  of the Birth Trauma.  The Newcomer appears suddenly in a bruising world of blooming-buzzing confusion (as each we must);  but as compensation, this rude Awakening is Immaculate, ex nihilo, with none of the dreadful ickiness of having been whelped by one’s parents, Mom and Dad, via some penis-and-vagina action too terrible to contemplate.

It is a satisfying fantasy;  thus Minerva, born from the brow of Zeus.

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But now there is a twist;  and it deepens things.  Born from a bag, as though from empty space, she nonetheless comes “with baggage”, in the form of intricate enigmatic tattoos.  Like "Memento"s Leonard, alone in his hotel room, having his (latest) very-first moment of conscious self-awareness. Born with a mission.

He awakens each day  to a world new-made; he spots the writing  with the same surprise  that Crusoe spotted footprints in the sand.  He cannot really recognize it as his own: even those he wrote himself, he stippled into the skin – it won’t resemble his normal cursive – and others he left to the tattoo-artist.   The writing must therefore confront him like that at Belshazzar’s feast.  It is otherwordly.  He is wreathed in cryptic admonitions, some penned in a Gothic script like that of Scripture.  He might almost be forgiven for fancying himself a prophet.  And yet – for here the story is bleakly modern.  He pays no mind to the source of these writings, just takes them for granted.  He simply takes the next step forward, in his appointed task.  That Mene, Mene, Tekel Upharsin  has no resonance, divine or diabolocal.
http://worldofdrjustice.blogspot.com/2011/01/moreismenitto.html

Born with a mission.

The show so far is stupid;  but I am probably going to watch another episode, simply from the power of this underlying motif -- this motivating motif.   For it applies very broadly:  These amnesiacs, with their strange “Thou must” inscribed scrolls, are like each one of us, adrift in the randomness of this sublunary life, yet with a sense, that somehow, all of it somehow means something.

Weiteres zum Thema:

http://worldofdrjustice.blogspot.com/2015/09/blindspot-and-memento.html

The bears are back!

This time in Vienna.

Urninden grüßen Flüchtlinge !

Read all about it here:

Tragic Emergency:  Germany fresh out of bears

[Update]  This just in!   ISIL is, in turn, offering free teddys to all who emigrate to join the Islamic Caliphate !!

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