Too many apps on the dancefloor

Growing up as a kid in the States is difficult enough. Going wild on spring break is a valve gone burst due to years of control and repression.

You can’t drink until you’re 21 years old and you’ll need a paper bag to cover your beer in public. A whole lotta parents keep their teenagers on lock down before they move out. Moms and dads have mad limo driver skills, as they transfer their children from school, baseball practice and to the mall.

If you kiss in public, it’s safe to say that someone will tell you to get a room. Playgrounds are full of plastic fantastic, so nobody can sue anybody and kids don’t get hurt. Odds are high that you’re a late bloomer in America when it comes to being an independent, healthy, common sense human.

Freedom has a different connotation in real life than seen in the movies. Flirting can be a very subtle, ambigious thing. Yet, if you’re accustomed to be being controlled, carpooled and connected by your parents or other fear ridden adults, I’m not surprised that uConsent, an app for saying ok to sex was developed in Las Vegas.

„One of the dumbest uses of online technology the world has ever seen.“- Bob Hoffmann

via WSJ

Wasserlust Lychen

The Cool Quest tanzt in den Mai

Die Walpurgisnacht, einst Fest der Heiligsprechung für die christliche Dame Walpurga, hat den Weg zur kommerziellen Tanz- und Geselligkeit gefunden; in Nordeuropa gerne auch Tanz in den Mai gedubbed.

Berlin bildet in der Nacht und am Tag rund um den 1. Mai, zumindest in Deutschland den Anker für die meisten Aktivitäten. Ansonsten nutzen die meisten Menschen den Tag der Arbeit einfach als freien Tag für sich selber.

Danken dafür sollten wir den streikenden Arbeitern während der Haymarket Affair (1886) in Chicago sowie dem deutschstämmigen Journalist August Spies aus der Rhön, Sprecher der US-amerikanischen Arbeiterbewegung.

Historisches durfte ich dank Karten von Zitty beim Tanz in den Mai im Musik & Frieden erleben. Zusammen mit anderen Gleichgesinnten hat uns The Cool Quest mit einer Überdosis positiver Energie gezeigt welches musikalisches Live-Potenzial in der jungen holländischen Formation steckt.

Aktivistisches Potenzial lieferte am 1. Mai das Peng Kollektiv frei nach dem Motto „Wo eine Villa ist, ist auch ein Weg“. Leider entwickelt sich der Tag der Arbeit in Kreuzberg zu einem enthistorisierten, unpolitischem Trink-Event, also ab in den Grunewald!

Eisbären can still be Kings

Crosscontinental sister cities Berlin and LA share the same owner with regard to their pro hockey teams.

I was lucky to have spent two semesters at USC, where I practiced with the Trojan’s hockey team and met a pivotal friend who now lives in Berlin; the City of Angels is part of my life experience’s DNA.

So it was harder for me to accept the Kings sweeping loss to the Golden Knights, who are already writing history, on and off the ice, with the world’s most entertaining pre-game show and rows of local fans who are embracing the first major sports team in Sin City.

Tonight, record champion Eisbären Berlin, who are down 2-1 in the finals against Munich’s caffeine water branded team, need a win to keep the series balanced. I can’t help to see David Foster Wallace’s Infinite Jest corporate subsidies analogy when I see the jersey.

The Ice Bears are big in Berlin, tickets for both final home games sold out in a few hours, fans showed up in yesterday’s local night show and even the LA King’s Bailey is game. It won’t be easy against Munich though, they have a strong defense and plenty of offensive depth.

Social media is dead, long live blogging

Urblogger Jason Kottke asked his readers to send him inspirational blogs and newsletters; he was impressed with the breadth of curated content.

As opposed to centralized social media plattforms with data vacuum cleaners attached, decentralized blogs will always be independent cultural tools with their own style and tech.

It takes patience and persistence to build a blog. So called social media might be a convienient click away, yet if it’s too easy people get lazy and turn into disposable consumers.

I also keep it out of spite, because I refuse to let social media take everything. Those shapeless, formless platforms haven’t earned it and don’t deserve it. I’ve blogged about this many times, but I still believe it: When I log into Facebook, I see Facebook. When I visit your blog, I see you.


Something to say or saying something?

Pioneers of the world wide web envisioned an all inclusive Internet where everyone can become their own media as unified senders and receivers with a historical wink to Brecht’s radio theory.

Our beloved, indie powered, decentralized, civil web emerged after military orders to invent a communication system that could circumvent a nuclear attack; it’s core has a much deeper element of control and surveillance than we’d like to admit.

At the same time, it’s never been eaiser to waste time on shiny looking interfaces. Whether it’s contact list grabbing apps or centralized plattforms with data sucking vacuum cleaners, convienient distractions that grab us by the ego can be our biggest enemy.

When everyone becomes their own media and can potentially reach the entire world, whether it’s firearm sales propaganda from the NRA or private banalities from Joe Shmo, everyone adds their own account of the truth rather than a closer account towards a common truth.

At the dawn of broadcast audio in 1927, Brecht argued in his radio theory that now anyone could say anything to everyone, which is a fundamental democratic empowerment, yet some producers and recipients might get lost in their own matrix. He noted further that a producer who has something to say without listeners is in a tight spot, whereas recipients who can’t find producers who have something to say might even be worse off.

Brecht thought that radio as a medium didn’t produce anything new, but rather imitates and amplifies what already exists. He might still have a point in our amplified attention economy of 2018. Rather than giving a voice to the voiceless as an idealistic view of recipient producer harmony, digital content, still or moving, is mostly market conform coupled with eye catching banalities, neatly packaged as shopping advice.

What gets amplified, repackaged and potentially monetized is in constant negotiation, whether it means having something to say or simply saying something is pretty much up to producer recipient plattforms and those who support and finance them.

via The Guardian

Ganz böser Heimat-Code

Menschen sind böse, auch Buddhisten, vor allem wenn sie sich bedroht fühlen, gewalttätig ausgegrenzt werden oder sich über andere stellen wollen.

Ich erinnere mich immer wieder an die Selbstverbrennungen tibetischer Mönche als versuchter Protest gegen die chinesische Besatzung, es hat politisch wenig erwirkt, leider nur Aufmerksamkeit für die Lage der Tibeter. In Myanmar scheinen die Briten historisch auch einen Anteil an der furchtbaren Gewalt gegenüber den staatenlosen Rohingya zu haben sowie verblendete buddhistische Mönche.

Eine unterschiedliche Energie zwischen dem Islam und Buddhismus habe ich bei meinem Besuch auf Ko Lanta in Thailand gespürt. Ein Teil der Insel war eher buddhistisch geprägt und der andere muslimisch, auch wenn das vereinfacht klingt wirkte die muslimische Energie schwerer.

Ich habe mich immer gefragt warum der billig gescriptete Tatort einigermaßen beliebt ist, andere nennen ihn den deutschen Krimi-Discounter; ist es die Faszination mit dem Bösen und der tausendfach reproduzierte, ambivalente Aufklärungsprozess des Herausfindens wer der Täter ist?

Es ist meistens schwerer das Positive zu sehen und sich seine Zeit mit konstruktiven, progressiven Themen zu beschäftigen als billiges CSI zu schauen oder im Internet herumzutrollen.

Vielleicht sollten wir mehr in unsere Selbstaufklärung investieren anstatt sich über andere zu erheben im Geiste von oberflächlicher, materialistischer Natur oder kitschig verpackter, kultureller Arroganz.

Wir sind gefangen in unseren Heimat-Codes, die wir nicht verstehen weil wir unbewusst handeln; warum wir denken wie wir denken hilft uns den Kosmos besser zu verstehen anstatt hässliche Widersprüche eigener Werte zu leben und innere Mauern zu bauen.

Don’t sit around

Because the only thing
That punk-rock should never really mean
Is not sitting round
And waiting for the lights to turn green
And not thinking that you’re better
‚cause you’re stood up on a stage
If you’re oh, so fucking different
Then who cares what you have to say?