Stockholm Friday.
Lockdown again in Turkey so flee to the Swedish capital, here the thoughts are in full swing.
Where is Kôrv-Åke when you need him?
This friendly fiery soul from the heart of Sweden Borlänge who in a slightly noisy way could enlighten one about various truths, from the greatness of specific dance bands to enjoyment of life, sports and not least sausages. Yes, or chervil as it is actually called, although the broad masses in the country have not yet understood it.
Kôrv-Åke knows his sausage but that’s not really what makes him a great man, it’s his involvement in local sports clubs, trotting, talkativeness and kindness.
I thought of Kôrv-Åke yesterday when I unplannedly clicked around on social media.
There was no Kôrv-Åke on Twitter, where there were his opposites, the angry, furious mainly men who with a narrow worldview, high tailgating and sulfur-releasing posts inform the outside world about how wrong everything is on everything.
They do not miss a chance to bully and push down dissidents, that mockery has become a sport.
The self-perception of the flaw in the brother’s eye is always greater than the beam in his own.
A little boyishly, they pound each other in the back with an all-encompassing “höhö” after each sentence where they more or less well-formulated pressed down someone with a different opinion.
Or their own podcasts or videos where here too they usually grab guys, throw out rudeness, scorn and filth. To humiliate has become inside.
Sometimes they can sound as budget variants of the 90’s reality soaps or possibly as a pre-party in the 80’s where no girls wanted to go, so the mood was then.
Or the comment fields for harmless posts.
Mock and hatred.
But it’s still harmless, maybe?
Entertaining and a little mockery you have to endure, right?
Although the tense mood can go too far.
Tails of the digital army commanders throw out threats, keyboard soldiers, often too scared of the real world, threaten to kill people they have never met. For what? Another opinion?
And what happens in the long run with the public debate, the tone and the mood in society when you would rather bump into than come up with concrete solutions. ‘
No, sometimes I wonder where the digital break guards are, but above all I wish there were more like Kôrv-Åke.
Those who see the light in life, who are committed to the good, who would never engage in ridicule and bullying. Who in a broad dialect greets happily and talks to a vocabulary that never ends.
More Sausage-Rides in the country, more sausages for the people. And yes, it can be vegan if someone now demands it without us starting an infected discussion about meat vs veganism.
Source: ICELAND NEWS