Friday, January 14, 2011
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Princess Murks is in the office
Princess Murks is sitting in the office. Eeee. Table. Chair. Computer. Lights. Still empty shelves. Some people in the other boxes. Work. Writing. Reading. Going for a coffee. Looking out form the window. Snow. Parking places. Dark. Work. A bit cold. Scarf. Sitting. Office. Going to look for anybody to talk to. Talk. Come back. Work.
Strange....
Strange....
Monday, November 8, 2010
Princess Murks is alone
Going around between places. Meeting many people. Meeting new people. Meeting old acquaintances, even friends. Start talking to people easily. Deciding which ones are worth to spend more time with, which ones are good only for coffee and small chat. Which ones make your head ache and better to avoid, which ones to open your good vine together and go deeper into discussions. There are always people around. Always somebody.
Going around between places. Some evening discovering that you do not have nobody to ask to go and have a beer together. Everyone has their obligations, everyone has their routines that do not include you. Do not want to introduce yourself, do not want to explain again who are you, why are you here, what is your name, what are your ideas about politics, literature, traveling.. Do not want to discover anybody, just want to talk to somebody who knows you, who agrees with you or reacts to your ideas with some interesting plea, interesting story. Not worrying what to tell or not, what could be politically incorrect, maybe could insult somebody. Do not want to be afraid of giving wrong impressions. Just want to be and feel myself. Not worry about some culturally embedded misunderstandings. Uh.
Princess Murks just stays alone. There are always people to discover, to talk to, to feel interested in, to feel free and relaxed as well as uncomfortable around. Even to ask to come and drink a beer together. Have coffee together. They are there. But still, Dr Murks is alone. Always been alone, will always be alone. Sometimes enjoys the company of nice people around and avoids the company of annoying people. Alone is how it is.
Going around between places. Some evening discovering that you do not have nobody to ask to go and have a beer together. Everyone has their obligations, everyone has their routines that do not include you. Do not want to introduce yourself, do not want to explain again who are you, why are you here, what is your name, what are your ideas about politics, literature, traveling.. Do not want to discover anybody, just want to talk to somebody who knows you, who agrees with you or reacts to your ideas with some interesting plea, interesting story. Not worrying what to tell or not, what could be politically incorrect, maybe could insult somebody. Do not want to be afraid of giving wrong impressions. Just want to be and feel myself. Not worry about some culturally embedded misunderstandings. Uh.
Princess Murks just stays alone. There are always people to discover, to talk to, to feel interested in, to feel free and relaxed as well as uncomfortable around. Even to ask to come and drink a beer together. Have coffee together. They are there. But still, Dr Murks is alone. Always been alone, will always be alone. Sometimes enjoys the company of nice people around and avoids the company of annoying people. Alone is how it is.
Thursday, November 4, 2010
Princess Murks is in the country of polite people
People do not smile here.
People speak with a low voice to each other. Very modesty.
People are slow here. The service takes time. But people are willing to wait.
People are modest here.
People do not have high self esteem.
People do not speak foreign languages here or are just shy to speak.
People understand your body language here. They are observing.
People understand you here irrespective of their low language skills.
People are jumping up from the chairs in the tram when an older person enters.
People are opening you doors an letting you in first here.
People are quietly organizing you nice office, nice facilities without even asking if you need them.. they just appear one day as a surprise.
People are giving you all kind of information, describing everything in the smallest detail, so that you do not miss anything.
People are very polite here. Very modest, but very helpful.
People speak with a low voice to each other. Very modesty.
People are slow here. The service takes time. But people are willing to wait.
People are modest here.
People do not have high self esteem.
People do not speak foreign languages here or are just shy to speak.
People understand your body language here. They are observing.
People understand you here irrespective of their low language skills.
People are jumping up from the chairs in the tram when an older person enters.
People are opening you doors an letting you in first here.
People are quietly organizing you nice office, nice facilities without even asking if you need them.. they just appear one day as a surprise.
People are giving you all kind of information, describing everything in the smallest detail, so that you do not miss anything.
People are very polite here. Very modest, but very helpful.
Saturday, October 9, 2010
Princess Murks is analysing the reason for marriage
Princess Murks went to a wedding. It had been a first wedding after many-many years. Once up on a time there had been weddings once a year, when Princess Murks' sisters and brother got married. During that time it seemed as some kind of true Cristian activity - people just got married when they had decided to be together. Easy. Just like you have a graduation party after finishing school... some kind of celebration for a stage of life.
Since that long time... Princess Murks has finished school without a graduation party. Seen many people living and having kids together without wedding party. Life is happy as it is... no need to spend time to some celebration that makes you worried (nothing happens on time) and nervous (is everybody in a good mood) and make you spend a lot of money you could use for traveling or just for food...
It does not seem to be important for Princess Murks. Seems more like some kind of waste of energy on bureaucracy. Why not just to be together and be sure about your partner without signing some papers. Or, then, not sure anymore and go apart without any worries about some given signatures. There are may people who think similarly - waste, waste, waste!
Still, some people get married for some reason. "Why?" asks Princess Murks. And, even more interesting after opening this question, some people do not get married but they have dreams about it. Asking "Why?" from these people is even more interesting question... So, Princess Murks has conducted a small study on this topic: why to get married?
The sources that have been combined by many conversations made during last years with older, younger people. If you recognize yourself, it does not mean that you are the only one who had said it to Princess Murks.
Results.
For those, who have got married, it seem to have been:
1. just a normal course of life;
2. to get married because everybody does and not to induce some unnecessary gossip;
3. to have the same surname for the whole family - especially, in the case of having kids;
4. to have the party;
5. to get secure feeling.
For those who did not get married but (maybe) would like to the results were a bit gender-biased, though the last point was pointed out by both sexes:
1. men: the ultimate symbol of love;
2. men: ways to show your partner romantic feelings and ability to commit;
3. girls point of view: "my man does not propose me";
4. girls without a partner: having a dream about a price on a white horse and beautiful party as a beginning of a new stage of life;
5. a moment of truth between partners who are having kids together and having everyday life together already for a longer time (they avoid this topic because in the everyday struggle the truth seem to change its' colors relatively fast).
Since that long time... Princess Murks has finished school without a graduation party. Seen many people living and having kids together without wedding party. Life is happy as it is... no need to spend time to some celebration that makes you worried (nothing happens on time) and nervous (is everybody in a good mood) and make you spend a lot of money you could use for traveling or just for food...
It does not seem to be important for Princess Murks. Seems more like some kind of waste of energy on bureaucracy. Why not just to be together and be sure about your partner without signing some papers. Or, then, not sure anymore and go apart without any worries about some given signatures. There are may people who think similarly - waste, waste, waste!
Still, some people get married for some reason. "Why?" asks Princess Murks. And, even more interesting after opening this question, some people do not get married but they have dreams about it. Asking "Why?" from these people is even more interesting question... So, Princess Murks has conducted a small study on this topic: why to get married?
The sources that have been combined by many conversations made during last years with older, younger people. If you recognize yourself, it does not mean that you are the only one who had said it to Princess Murks.
Results.
For those, who have got married, it seem to have been:
1. just a normal course of life;
2. to get married because everybody does and not to induce some unnecessary gossip;
3. to have the same surname for the whole family - especially, in the case of having kids;
4. to have the party;
5. to get secure feeling.
For those who did not get married but (maybe) would like to the results were a bit gender-biased, though the last point was pointed out by both sexes:
1. men: the ultimate symbol of love;
2. men: ways to show your partner romantic feelings and ability to commit;
3. girls point of view: "my man does not propose me";
4. girls without a partner: having a dream about a price on a white horse and beautiful party as a beginning of a new stage of life;
5. a moment of truth between partners who are having kids together and having everyday life together already for a longer time (they avoid this topic because in the everyday struggle the truth seem to change its' colors relatively fast).
Friday, September 17, 2010
Princess Murks is observing people in the Cafe of Umeå University
Ou-ou. Ou, these Swedes. Swedish youth are a punch of Wannabe PUNKs.
There is this guy hands full of screaming tattoos. Scary. Really scary. Wearing a T-shirt that says: "something DEAD" on it. Wearing sneakers with skulls and crossbones. STILL. He is sweeping his nose with perfectly square tissue paper and drinking watery brygg-coffee. Where is the bottle of beer in front of him (it is 11pm but this gives even more reasons to drink)? Where are the "tatilärakad"(read: snot-spots) on the ground?
And these girls. They seem to be even worse examples of Wannabe PUNKs. Or then, anouthe alternative, just some bad examples of 1980s. Those stockings or tight-tight trousers and the short-short skirt that you can easily see if they have shaved vagina or not. Those stripy relatively bright or then simply black-grey tops that have big bra-revealing necking. And sneakers, of cause, the sneakers. STILL. They have perfect manicure, perfect haircut, perfect make-up. The overall feeling and smell of ironed clothes and shower every evening and morning. And the purse that looks like from the latest fashion magazine. Where are the shaky hands of night-long party and smoke? Where are the red eyes of sleepless night?
PUNK? Why do they so much like to use these references to PUNK-culture? They want to shock and be alternative, be original, be different! But they are unable to really grasp the essence of shock culture, revolutionary culture of PUNK. PUNK is not a dressing style. PUNK is a lifestyle. Devaluing the PUNK is sad.
(read as well: http://www.epl.ee/artikkel/583634)
There is this guy hands full of screaming tattoos. Scary. Really scary. Wearing a T-shirt that says: "something DEAD" on it. Wearing sneakers with skulls and crossbones. STILL. He is sweeping his nose with perfectly square tissue paper and drinking watery brygg-coffee. Where is the bottle of beer in front of him (it is 11pm but this gives even more reasons to drink)? Where are the "tatilärakad"(read: snot-spots) on the ground?
And these girls. They seem to be even worse examples of Wannabe PUNKs. Or then, anouthe alternative, just some bad examples of 1980s. Those stockings or tight-tight trousers and the short-short skirt that you can easily see if they have shaved vagina or not. Those stripy relatively bright or then simply black-grey tops that have big bra-revealing necking. And sneakers, of cause, the sneakers. STILL. They have perfect manicure, perfect haircut, perfect make-up. The overall feeling and smell of ironed clothes and shower every evening and morning. And the purse that looks like from the latest fashion magazine. Where are the shaky hands of night-long party and smoke? Where are the red eyes of sleepless night?
PUNK? Why do they so much like to use these references to PUNK-culture? They want to shock and be alternative, be original, be different! But they are unable to really grasp the essence of shock culture, revolutionary culture of PUNK. PUNK is not a dressing style. PUNK is a lifestyle. Devaluing the PUNK is sad.
(read as well: http://www.epl.ee/artikkel/583634)
Friday, August 20, 2010
Princess Murks is a hostess
Princess Murks is used to knock on the doors. Drag her rucksack to somebodies quest room or sofa. Or simply on the carpet in the living room... Bring some good vine or some snacks, sit in the kitchen of some relatives or friends and know where the cups and coffee is kept. Spending some time and discussing some thoughts till the time passes and Princess Murks needs to go again.
This time it was different. Princess Murks cold be the hostess. Strange, strange, strange. Princess Murks knew where to find bedsheets and towels. How to start the sauna... Was careful to keep the floor "sort of" clean. Knew where to find thread-nd-needle and other tools the guests needed. Knew how to switch in the washing, the dish-washing and the coffee machines. How to prepare the table for a cozy dinner. Had to generate ideas what nice to have for breakfast, lunch, dinner; where to go to have fun and see interesting places; what to do at home. Uhuhuuu!
Bizarre to be a hostess not the guestess.
This time it was different. Princess Murks cold be the hostess. Strange, strange, strange. Princess Murks knew where to find bedsheets and towels. How to start the sauna... Was careful to keep the floor "sort of" clean. Knew where to find thread-nd-needle and other tools the guests needed. Knew how to switch in the washing, the dish-washing and the coffee machines. How to prepare the table for a cozy dinner. Had to generate ideas what nice to have for breakfast, lunch, dinner; where to go to have fun and see interesting places; what to do at home. Uhuhuuu!
Bizarre to be a hostess not the guestess.
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