DON'T DO IT!

Above all, one must not want the impossible, just as good Don Quixote might have wanted to believe. The sneaking, mean-spirited underlings suffocately suffocate the more educated, the idyllic eminences. Refusing industry, just like the massive aiding and abetting of crime, is now increasingly condoned, and even encouraged by "some". In age!

Recently, a conscious doubt and hesitation has built up in everyone, according to which: Old Joe bought a new car, but from what, since his pension is just about to pay off the firewood, or the radical heating bill, which just so happens to be coming through the tunnels of gigantic pipe systems below me, like many other things. And to make even the most gossip-hungry, grumbling neighbors feel good, Uncle Joe just winks at him with happy pride: "I've been crouching all my life, my golden children!" first he delights in the color and shape of the new car, later he pierces all four wheels with a sharp knife, then finally he even smashes the windshield to shreds with an iron bar and when he questions Joe to someone else: "You Steve! You don't know who could it be the vandals?!, he asks. Uncle Steve grimaces with a murderous grin.

It would be even better to believe that the differences of opinion and the distorted images, which have almost become part of everyday life, will be reconciled through secret human compromises.