Tagesarchive: November 4, 2018

The museum complex is visually striking at night. I parked to the right side at first, but found the doors were to an apartment building, and moved my car. The entrance to the museum is three stories down a long … Weiterlesen →

I am enjoying a delicious Polish beer with my wild boar at the European Solidarity Center, and remembering the look on co-workers‘ faces when I used to say words like union, solidarity, organized labor, capitalism, class struggle. But things do … Weiterlesen →

I could, you know. My passport is in my pocket. I could drive onto that ferry and get off in Stockholm. I find this prospect tremendously appealing. One of the places where WW II can be said to have begun. … Weiterlesen →

You know, like Museum Auschwitz or Museum Bergen-Belsen. Just so you know, last night a friend made what he said was a snarky remark about Poland and the Holocaust, and today I’m going to assign blame for any snarkiness on … Weiterlesen →