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The occupational disease of executioners

A stay in a Polio clinic.

Here's something I do when I don't read. Enjoy!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yrXz3...

"Reality is whatever we choose it to be. Or in your case, whatever I choose it to be."

"And the point is... that there is no point?" END OF PART TWO

If dicks run free, then what must be, Must be and that is all.

Think Lydia nails it with this gretchenfrage: "Why is everyone in this book writing a book that's loosely the same book as this book?"

So the author is trying to baffle the reader with words like kammerjunker. No such luck. Every German knows the English word for a kammerjunker is a valet de chambre (pardon my French).

Judging by its cover I'd say this book lacks color.

So so la la so far.

I've read this page (middle third) three times now, not because I don't understand it, but because it's so true.

exhausting and illuminating.

The dual-language experiment demands full concentration, but it's fun.

Otto (Normalverbraucher?) schwafelt von der Wunderwaffe und vom Endsieg.

I start an experiment: Going to listen to the German audiobook, while at the same time reading the English hardcover. Let's see how hard this will turn out to be.

Bullfights and el momento de la verdad.
Here's Tom Lehrer's take on this:
The crowd held its breath,
Hoping that death
Would brighten an otherwise dull afternoon.
At last, the matador did what we wanted him to.
He raised his sword and his aim was true.
In that moment of truth I suddenly knew
That someone had stolen my wallet.

In a breakneck moment I suddenly realized that I will read on until the bitter end.

Wallander - Schmallander

Horrible prose (German translation, revised edition), and in desperate need of more editing! Wonder if I should finish this.

This reads almost like a school essay. Better in quality, but not by much.

Splashdown!

Funny things these audio books.

"The ship, like an organism suffering from an autoimmune disease, had now started feeding on itself."

"The Vanguard smoldered promisingly on the pad for a few seconds, rose a few inches, and then blasted itself to hot smithereens. [...] the remarkable new 'Stayputnik' satellite."

Something urges me to read this again.