Homesickness
The Rhine
Today in the Herald Tribune:
“A bitter blood feud between two rival southern Italian crime families erupted on the streets of a northern German city early Wednesday morning, as the police in Duisburg found the bodies of five Italian men in two parked cars.
A sixth victim died as he was being taken to a hospital. The police said that the victims, ages 16 to 39, had all been shot in the head outside an Italian pizzeria near the main train station of Duisburg.
Giuliano Amato, the Italian interior minister, said that the killings appeared to stem from rivalry between two families that belong to 'Ndrangheta, a mob organization from the Italian region of Calabria. The Italian authorities now regard 'Ndrangheta as a more sinister threat than the mafia in Sicily.
Amato told reporters in Rome that one of the victims may have been involved in an earlier killing. He warned of an escalating mob war, saying that officials would need to be attentive that there was "not a third act in Calabria."
The slayings stunned Duisburg, a sooty industrial city on the Rhine that has long attracted Italian immigrants, who came by the thousands after World War II to work in the city's factories and steel mills.”
I do have a weak spot for Italian restaurants in Germany, especially for Italian restaurants in Bavaria.
A woman in the southwestern part of Germany told me that in the fifties an Italian village emigrated in its totality to Germany.
This is a solution for homesickness.
Arnon
In the swimmingpool while walking with my one year old -she was covered by the same bearearstowel as your godson wore on the photo- i thought about art and children. Art. First i want to make art.For children, I guess we just met too late.
You suffer from borderline personality disorder. You should stay away from artists, who are known to suffer from narcissistic personality disorders. These two disorders don't match.
Noa
Are you Arnon´s groupie?@Mieke, nothing enlightened about being a groupie. I merely stated: enlightenment starts with self-awareness, suchs as (a.o) the simple awareness that one is a groupie (which is not necessarily a good nor a bad thing, or is it Mieke?)
@Manon, I am an Arnon groupie, yes. And you?
Noa
I am definitely not an Arnon groupie. Are you sure you know what a groupie is?y chromosome
at least one male visitor today - but does it matter?If you're not a groupie, however, then what would you call the obsessive/addictive browsing of this site, hoping to find Arnon's reply and entering competitions (translations, cheese fondues etc.) merely for the sake of possibly meeting Arnon. Please note, I'm not judging, I'm merely pointing out.
But perhaps we should create a new word for frequent commentators like us - how about 'blogpie'? Is that better for you Mieke? Any other suggestions?
Further Arnon is a writer, he wants us to be creative with language and that's what he invited me to do with that swim, that's all.
blogpie
But pronounced 'groupie' though, so then if we want to get it right phonetically, maybe the correct spelling is blogpee?blogpee (or blogpie) = the virtual groupie. Sander: will you make a wikipedia entry? We could claim that Arnon is the first writer in the world to have blogpies.
Groupie
Leaving comments on this site doesn´t mean I´m addicted to it. And a groupie is someone who has sex with celebrities. You dont´t have to use wikipedia to find out what something means, you can also look it up in a book.y-chromosome
We need more esquire here.Anna
So you do have a child? You bastard.FYI we never met.
Susann
The picture is meant to represent the beautiful city of Duisburg. According to flickr this picture was taken in Duisburg. But who knows, flickr might be wrong.As for you definition of blogpee, it's interesting. Very interesting, but maybe this is a better definition: a blogpee is someone who seeks virtual recognition (or affection?) from his/her idol?
@Noa
I think that's a definition both male and female hardcore fans of Arnon will find acceptable.Noa
BliBlaBlub.I like the word and the idea ‘Bloggie’. Count me in for the virtual affection (I was indeed on a short holliday, although not with a wife nor a man).
