The greeting is in arabic (copy paste of course), so just showing off my knowledge of a foriegn tongue. Actually I did learn Arabic for a year, and could even read and write it more or less, but it is not easy. I noticed that only children in school write with the vowels in the letters, the adults understand the outline of the word without vowels. This was nothing new to me because I write Pitmans shorthand, and it is also only the beginners that insert the vowels (with dots and dashes something similar to Arabic). With time you leave that out. Today shorthand is not longer so important, due to computers and all that jazz. For the arabs their written language is important, because it is their language and they write in arabic. Something else I discovered that pure arabic is mainly spoken in the gulf states, most of the other arab countries have their own dialects to such an extent that amongst themselves speaking their dialects, they do not always understand each other. For that you have the pure form which is/should be universal in the Arab world. As a basis for learning the language most teachers take Egyptian arabic, which is one of the basic forms. At least that was what I gathered when learning the language. Another strange thing for me was the word “wa” meaning “and”. We say a list in our language and the last word is said with “and” in front. The arabs use the word “and” between every word in the list. Other languages other rules.
So now back to normal.
The sun is rising again over my part of the world. In other parts it has already disappeared because of the appointment it had it Europe to appear. You cannot have the sun shining everywhere, it is just not done.
I did my usual tour of Internet this morning, and one of the first places I stop at is Facebook, just to put me in the picture. I do not often write things in Facebook, because a lot of the stuff I read is not really my thing. I also do not show photos of my family and print messages of greetings. Admittedly we have news stations to put us in the picture of what is going on in the world, but the stations print their own versions of the truth, and so you have to be careful what to believe. Perhaps what the people say are also their own versions, but suddenly I am getting to know my colleagues and some have strange ideas of what is sense and what not. I try not to get involved in politics, but at the moment it is becoming increasingly difficult when I see a threat looming on the horizon.
I see things I never thought I would ever see in this day and age, things that usually happen in other countries with their dictators, things that were once eliminated through war and common sense rightly so. It seems people forget, and a new threat to world peace and stability is rising. I can only hope that this will soon stop.
I paid my last visit to England last year travelling on a Swiss identity card, because my english passport had expired a few months before, and it would have taken too long to have organised a renewal. I also knew that a new english passport would no longer be necessary. My last visit was combined with my father’s funeral and I had a few financial matters to settle in England. There were two banks involved, one a joint account with my father – no problem. I could transfer funds and within a week they had arrived on my Swiss bank account.The other was more problematic as it was my personal account and I had residence in a different country. The bank only accepted a passport, according to EU laws. England are now leaving the EU, but are still there. I managed to find a loophole by making three transfers for less money each time than one big transfer where my Swiss identity card was accepted. This of course cost me expenses, no big problem, but I felt I was being cheated.
However, they let me into England with my Swiss identity card and let me out again, self evident really. Even this in some countries is not so self evident, I see horror visions of a future – no wonder that 1984 by George Orwell is reaching record sales.
And now to leave my soap box. I do not want to begin a political dispute, argument or whatever, but I am not ashamed to say on which side I am. I deleted one colleague this week in Facebook, because of his constant stupid comments, I was sure this person was intelligent. There will probably be more deletions, because it is all I can do in my little world. My voice does not carry so far with influence, but I feel better afterwards.
And now to go. I was hugging my bed too long this morning, did not sleep as well as I would have like to, alway have sleep problems after injecting my medicine in the evening before. No pain, just an unrest – perhaps it is all in the mind.
I now want to begin cooking my veal on slow cooking method, otherwise nothing exhausting on a Sunday moirning.
See you around – some time later.