Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Brimstone

Hello, monkeys.

I just woke up, ironically because my arm was asleep, and I wanted to come out here and tell you that I also wrote that last piece for another reason.

Yes, there's a story coming, a true story about love and guilt and violent death, but there are other reasons besides.

Lately I have become increasingly ashamed to be Danish.

Denmark has always in many small ways been a nation of whining turncoats. It comes with the territory, the size of it. Have you looked at the map? That is not an easy neighbourhood for a tiny country.

We’ve got the British right across the sea there thinking they run the place. We’ve got the Russians right over there on the other side thinking they run the place. Did I mention the Germans? It’s like the schoolyard from hell.

Our governments are so used to licking someone or other’s ass they don’t know how to stop. Check out this last collaborator coming on like a field marshal. And then he has the audacity to draw a parallel between the Second World War and this so-called War on Terror. Doesn’t he understand that all this is being written down? COLLABORATOR.

The Germans, excuse me, Americans are terror bombing civilians every day now. It is Guernica repeating itself over and over again, only we’re not supposed to say anything because we’re their friends. Friends don’t criticize each other, do they? No, friends just do what they’re told.

And you Americans reading this – are you sitting comfortably? You will be judged like the millions of good, honourable Germans who were not Nazis. You have elected – twice – a regime of torturers. Shame on you. You shouldn’t even be reading this; you should be in the streets throwing things. But then the war is always some other place, isn’t it? Never in America. Shame on you.

But - who are we to talk? We who in spite of our history have let ourselves become a nation of racist collaborators.

I am fed up with my team. It used to be a pretty good team. Now the fascists are winning again because we have no team. We have no plan. We have no leaders. Don’t you understand? All of this is being written down, everything, every last word. We can’t hide from history.

Organize.

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12 Comments:

Anonymous maître said...

I agree. But I feel the need to add Norway to the list of ass liking countries. In my opinion that's the one area where norwegian politicians are really profesionnal..

10:13 am  
Blogger Mikkel said...

Hey, we all like ass. But some people just take it too far.

11:08 am  
Blogger Mikkel said...

You're totally right, though. The Norwegian foreign minister appears to be nothing more than a bad haircut.

Can you believe he sent a fucking letter of apology to Condaleeza von Rippentrop when his own finance minister prudently suggested a citizen boycott of Israeli products? Not even a state boycott, like the one that worked pretty well against the Apartheid system.

So sad. I had really high hopes for this government.

11:38 am  
Blogger Susanne said...

Yay! Mikkel for president.

Here's another friend in spirit:
http://verderblich.blogspot.com/

12:26 pm  
Anonymous maître said...

They are terrified and seem to be overly impressed by any foreign politician. They are so eager to please.. It just makes me angry

12:33 pm  
Blogger Mikkel said...

It's an embarrassment.

12:42 pm  
Blogger Susanne said...

Ha ha ha!

I'm a doggie for Shady, woof woof.

12:54 pm  
Blogger Mikkel said...

When I'm president you shall be greatly rewarded.

1:02 pm  
Blogger Susanne said...

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3:29 pm  
Blogger Mikkel said...

R-E-S-P-E-C-T!
Bla bla what it means to me!

4:42 pm  
Blogger Susanne said...

I will have an evilevilevil nightmare tonight if that remark stays.

9:13 pm  
Blogger Mikkel said...

Which one?

9:57 pm  

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