Morning Stories
When the first word pops into my head in the morning, these spontaneous stories emerge. Without a plan. But with fun.
Com Unist. Fasc Ist.
Just because the bourgeoisie is small doesn't mean thinking has to be. Yes, I grew up in a perfectly normalised family. Father brought home the money, and Mother kept the house and kitchen in order. And raised the children, more or less on the side. Ideas that might upset the peaceful family picture were neither welcome nor wanted.
«School Stuff»
School is rarely a party topic. Too many memories of the bitter variety slumber in the convolutions of the mind. School was torment. And mostly without choice.
But if we simply refuse — there will never be war again!
For a long time, Kurt had slipped from my memory. But here in 2026, he's back: Kurt Tucholsky, the passionate, pen-wielding fighter against war.
What’s going on?
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