It is a travelling of melancholy, years since my last long train journey through Germany. Fog, low hanging November clouds, specks of light on grey green brown patterns, rows of trees marking edges and possessions. Horses, cows, a flock of geese, a single wading stork pass by the window. I have to switch trains three… Continue reading Tübingen: Imaginary Places
I gave my talk at nine (9) am (on a Sunday). Afterwards, I met someone I didn't knew I knew who's from Poland. Nice to meet at least someone at the conference I (didn't knew I) knew. So that was it, first flight was, of course, overbooked; had to check my cabin bag for some… Continue reading St. Louis: In-N-Out
I think I've never been so tired in my life. I am in St. Louis now. It took me a mere 50 (fifty) hours to get here. It is 9pm now and I was just surrounded by a motor cycle gang. Grown men on those strange, small bikes, doing wheelies and burnouts, loud as all… Continue reading St. Louis: A Happy Death
What a day. I almost forgot how much fun traveling could be. Fun and "fun" that is. To make a long story short(ish): The flight from Berlin was way late due to thick fog (that would not yield before the late October's sun). Waiting in line for literally 4 (four) hours, I met a guy… Continue reading Paris: The Rabbit Hole
ORIGINAL FOOTAGE Berkeley, CA: Street fighting broke out after Antifa / Black Bloc protestors disrupted a planned Free Speech Rally at Berkeley’s Civic Center Park. Soundtrack: S.O.D. – United Forces (1986) Lyrics: It doesn’t matters how you wear your hair It’s what inside your head United Forces stand for all strong and fair Black, white… Continue reading Berkeley: The Free Speech Riots / An Audio-Visual Account
It is an interesting time to be alive. It is an even more exciting time to be in the US, no doubt. Having spent some time in the (southern) Midwest and now in the Bay Area, I already got a pretty good impression of some fault lines that run through American society after the recent… Continue reading Oakland: What’s Wrong With the United States?
My panel presentation at the Society of Early Americanists 10th Biennial Conference went pretty well, although, in classic Woellian fashion, I put a spoke in my wheel by starting off by quoting a longish Whitman poem. I guess that baffled some people who where already a little surprised to hear about H.P. Lovecraft in an… Continue reading Tulsa: Lovecraft in Tulsa