February 24th, 2009 §
Sunday night in Vienna, fluffy snow floated throughout the city. Gorgeous.
Some of my friends (including the Viennese occasionally) wonder what it is about Vienna that I love so much. I wouldn’t trade life in Vienna for any city on earth. So there will be a few photos to show you the magic of the city.
Here are the bikes outside my place.
Bikes in the snow
On the way across Stadtpark there was a lady in the park with a camera and an umbrella. I like how the traffic lights turned Stadtpark into a late February Christmas tree.
Crossing Statpark one passes by the old canal which flows into the main Donaukanal down by the Urania Kino, home of the Viennale. I have tried to photograph these lamps before but the snow really takes the whole scene back to the eighteen hundreds, one sees gas lamps and expects the sounds of carriages.
At Porgy and Bess it was the opening of the Austrian Accordeon Festival (next time you might want to order a website from Foliovision – we’ll give you a special offer – and some photos from Max or I). I had come along to see child wonder Paul Schuberth play his orginal compositions but the fourteen year old was long gone replaced by some crazy raucous Polish accordionists, The Motion Trio.
Snow in Vienna | Motion Trio Accordeons | Oscar Night Continues »
February 24th, 2009 §
Rigmor Gustafsson Quartet at Porgy and Bess Vienna February 24 2009.
The club was quite full. The audience really enjoyed Rigmor Gustafsson’s sets. The musicians were very professional. A good chill atmosphere. Nothing electric though. An agreeable evening of pop-jazz.
Something of a time-warp back to the days of James Taylor and Carly Simon. Amusingly enough those two are now bourgeois.
Rigmor Gustafsson Quartet 1
Rigmor Gustafsson Quartet 9
Rigmor Gustafsson Quartet 19
Rigmor Gustafsson Quartet at Porgy and Bess Vienna Continues »
February 1st, 2009 §
What a nice surprise. The president of the United States can read again. An end to my pet goat (what Bush was reading aloud to school children as the 9/11 Reichstag fire took place). George Bush Jr. was proud that he had managed to read Albert Camus’ The Stranger on summer holiday. Most people with even a little bit of intellectual get and go have read Camus by the time they are through high school.
ex-President George Bush reading My Pet Goat on 9/11: Heck of a job, Brownie!
Columnists can go back to recommending books (above grade six level) for the president of the United States and hope that he could read them. The issue is not whether President Obama could read or understand the book but if he would have time. Why the right wing semi-intellectuals ever admired Bush Jr. is beyond me.
Perhaps, the whole man of action meme. They feel like they are the nasty geeks backing the stupid school bully. As long as Goliath is in their corner, they can just do whatever awful thing they like to the rest of their classmates. Well it turns out this colossus has feet of clay and the stones will be falling on their collective shifty heads for a good decade or two – or perhaps until the last syllable of recorded time. The worst presidency in the history of the United States will not be forgotten soon and its crimes will only grow with time. We still haven’t forgotten the psychopathic Nero.
I would hate to think that to be a man of action, one has to be an imbecile – or at best a crafty, slacking bully.
Maybe talk is cheap, but thought is not.
Presdient Barrack Obama reading The Post American World
Why are we so on fire on the left? For the first time in several decades, leadership in the US seems to be following Plato’s model. Perhaps President Obama is not so reluctantly being dragged out of his philosopher’s cave, but at least he started as a thinker, a teacher (law professor) and a helper of men (community organizer).