It’s the beginning of summer holidays very soon (for those observing the Central European biorhythms – those up in the North are already mostly back in their cubicles to prepare for the imminent Polar vortex) and as is always the case, there’s the mad rush to get everything cancelled before putting the out of office and not boarding the plane to go somewhere interesting.
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Life is back, a little bit. There were grand sporting events, but more importantly Cannes was back in almost its full glory. Celebrities and fabulous people are stepping out again in their Sunday best, and while for the most of us it’s still walking the high wire with the virus, at least there has been a little bit of something visually pleasing to enjoy.
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Reading Swedish Astrid Lindgren is part of every Nordic kid’s literary canon. The Pippi Långstockings and Emils and all of the wholesome children of Bullerby and Saltkråkan in the Swedish Archipelago were firmly etched in my head when I was young, making me compulsively re-read the books, and later experience terrible bouts of disappointment, as my summers absolutely were nowhere as idyllic as those of the merry children in the televised versions of the books.
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It’s clearly not midsummer anymore, but my compatriots require full 72 hours to toast the nightless night, so the solstice celebrations are always scheduled to commence on a Friday to allow for this, so most of them are still celebrating. Wherever you may roam, enjoy this fleeting moment, try not to drown and rejoice as the days are already shorter than last week! November is around the corner!
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This could be the title of many blog posts, actually, but today’s focus shall be on why young, white, dead women hold such a fascination for us. Countless novels have a storyline of a “beautiful, young girl (college-age is best, because even when dead, she must perform both the roles of a sexual object and a virginal family girl) disappearing” and everybody being very worried and a national manhunt ensuing.
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Did you ever wonder what’s inside Bill Gates‘ brain? Me neither, but the good people at Netflix did, and studied this topic for a documentary called “Inside Bill’s Brain”. Yesterday, I stumbled upon this innocently-meant paean dedicated to the genius who eradicated polio and brought about the microcomputer revolution, and immediately hoped for a sequel. In the light of latest developments my interest in Bill’s brain has considerably increased.
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