August and Allerød, you can't come too soon...
I have come to two conclusions:
1) the entire system is based on a fundamentally flawed philosophy: that the only real reason for unployment is that people are lazy and picky - thus, the correct way (not that they'll ever admit so if asked oughtright, but try looking at what they actually do) to treat unempoyed people is to humiliate, frustrate and blackmail them until they take the job that's of course just dangling in front of them to take - such things as bottlenecks, financiel crises and so on does not exist. I blame a non-reflective approach to the whole Protestant work ethic way of thinking, really...
2) the way the system is currently designed is actually a clever way of providing the public with slave labour - the public as an employer is firing, massively, because human ressources is pretty much the only reason left to cut back on. However, the labour can - shortly after its unfortunate unemployment - be forced to go to work fulltime for the public (admittedly not at the exact same place, but does it really matter what specific hospital a nurse works at?) for unemployment benefits that's roughly equivalent to ½ or 2/3 of the pay the ought to be making, promises of real jobs dangled in front of them which of course never actually materialize, because where would the state get the money, and why should they, as there are always more unemployed people to exploit???
To sum up: I fucking hate being unemployed, and I fucking, fucking, fucking hate our current government. Can't it be november soon?
You know, intellectually I get that strikes are supposedly a very useful tool and a powerful way of making a statement. I say intellectually and supposedly, because I can't off the top of my head remember any that actually, you know, worked. Recently and in DK, I mean.
That said, I really, really, really hate strikes. Because whatever else they might be, they are first and foremost a way of holding innocent third party individuals hostage, despite the fact that they can't do anything anyway. And quite frankly, I don't feel that anybody has the right to take me hostage. I don't care what they want or not, I'm the one they're targetting for their blackmail scam despite the fact that I'm powerless to give them what they want. Bastards.
And they wonder why academics are reluctant to leave the big cities (read: Copenhagen, maybe
Århus Aarhus). I wonder if the fact that, when you inevitably wind up unemployed, you have to go to bloody Odense (no offense to any Odense natives reading) for a mere cv-samtale with your a-kasse might be a clue??? Seriously, fifth largest urban center in the country not big enough for you to fucking visit??????????
Anyway, to think of other things than the kinks (of the non-fun variety) in the much-lauded flexicurity system, a meme:
Out of curiosity, if
I was chained up in your attic/study/basement/library/secret lair, and I had to I would write you one story, what would you ask for? Or alternately, what's something you always hoped I'd write but think isn't likely to happen?
Took my inner conformist out for a stroll yesterday and went to Virocker. Well, most of it - I had to go to work first, despite most of the world probably assuming we were closed due to thursday being a holiday, but, well - missed Infernal, which I regret, and Medina, which was apparently no great loss.
Anyway, TV-2 was boring, but then, I've never particularly liked them - though Ufo Yepha showing up as guests was nice, Sanne Salomonsen is classic, of course, but..., Nik & Jay was quite fun, most of the time, and as for Dizzy Mizz Lizzy, then I've kept swapping between Love is a Loser's Game, Barbedwired Baby's Dream and Love Me a Little today, so I suppose I liked them :-)
Though all in all, I don't think I generally have the temperament for those open-air all-day concerts. Just saying. So, don't expect to find me at Roskilde or Skanderborg or wherever, okay?
So, raise your hands, people who'll be temporarily subbing at the local library in your country's oldest town/urban area. One day a week for the next couple of months. Was around to say hello and get the grand tour of the library today - it's quite nice. Also, took a brief stroll through downtown Ribe, across the stream, down a couple of old streets, around the cathedral - not really the right weather for playing the tourist today, but I have plans for when the weather improves, oh yes.
You know, it's funny - Esbjerg is mostly late 19th, early 20th century and Ribe is mostly medieval. And Elsinore - medieval with late 19th century, early 20th century additions. It's like someone took my home town, split it in two and increased the size of everything. Except not really, but, you know...
Also, completely unrelated, but I'd kind of like to see Christian VIII's Palace at Amalienborg while it's open to the public for the next couple of months. Is it voyeristic to think it would be cool to see what those artists and renovators have thought appropriate for the home of the future king and queen of your country? Probably a moot point anyway - Copenhagen is not as around the corner as it used to be back in Elsinore...
Did get a very nice sunshiny day on Bornholm out of it - even if I had to get up way too early in the morning to catch the train to catch the train to catch the ferry. *yawn* But Rønne was nice - went to Bornholm's Museum and looked at all sorts of stuff - guldgubber, the world's weirdest looking 19th century typewriter, Bornholmer clocks and exhibits about the various occupations the island's been through (17th century Swedes and 20th century Germans and Sovjets). It was nice.
But I never did get a Krøllebølle ice cream. I kind of forgot. :-(
Silver lining: probably wouldn't have noticed that Swedish television is showing Lost in Austen if I hadn't been ill...