Roland DürreMonday April 30th, 2012
Wir wollen nach Berlin!
121 Kilometer sind es am Sonntag geworden. Das obwohl wir wegen des schönen (und langen) Festes erst deutlich nach 10:00 weggekommen sind. Die lange Distanz war geplant, um ein bisschen Vorlage zu machen. Denn am Dienstag wollen wir keinen Stress. Denn da müssen wir vor 16:00 am Bahnhof sein. Sonst fährt der ohne uns nach München ab.
Das Wetter passt, kein Regen, immer wieder Sonnenschein. Aber es pfeift wieder der kalte Wind aus dem Norden. Viele unsere Wege führen nach Süden, da passt er und unterstützt uns. Wenn wir aber ab und zu kreuzen müssen, dann stört der Wind doch ganz schön.
Und vor allem kühlt er doch ein wenig zu sehr. So greife ich doch wieder zu meinen Handschuhen, ziehe meine Mütze über und hülle mich in eine Schale mehr ein. Schon geht es wieder besser. Hunger kommt auch auf. Unsere Route führt aber durch viel Natur und nur kleine Dörfer. Die wenigen Bäckereien, an denen wir vorbeikommen, haben wegen des Sonntags geschlossen. Gaststätten sehen wir nur zwei, die eine geschlossen, die andere hat gerade ihre Mittagsessenszeit beendet.
Gestärkt geht es wieder auf den Weg. Macht wieder richtig Spaß. Das Gelände ist hügelig. Dann werden die Wege wieder anstrengend, zum Teil sind sie extrem schlecht.
Unbefestigt und versandet, oder wirklich hartes Stein- oder Kopfsteinpflaster. Das kostet Kraft und Zeit, man muss richtig arbeiten um vorwärts zu kommen. Die “Seenplatte” ist auch erstaunlich hügelig. Vielleicht wird sie deshalb auch die mecklenburgische “Schweiz” genannt.
Da finde ich auch einen Immobilienhändler und gucke mir mal die Angebote im Schaufenster an. Und finde das schöne Backstein-Familienhaus mit Keller (!) und über 1.000 qm Grund. Es kostet ein wenig über 100.000,- €.
Ich könnte mir aber auch eine echte Luxusvilla kaufen. Die hat dann fast 5.000 qm Grund und kostet schlappe 250.000,- €. Und für den, der weniger anlegen möchte, gibt es ein ehemaliges Verwaltungsgebäude. Sicherlich sanierungsbedürftig, sieht aus wie ein großes Einfamilienhaus und kostet dann nur 25.000,- € inklusive gut 2.000 an Grund.
Ist schon eine andere Welt!
Die Bilder schaffe ich zurzeit nicht. Ortsnamen erwähne ich auch nicht, weil die Zeit zu knapp ist. Wir werden aber wieder alle Tracks verfügbar machen und natürlich beantworte ich gerne Fragen wie z.B. “Wo es das gute Essen gab?”.
Roland DürreSunday April 29th, 2012
At the very outset of today’s tour, we pass an ice-cream coffee-house. Here, one ball of ice-cream costs only 60 Cent, you get three for 1.50 €. If you are used to Munich prices, this looks rather attractive. But I manage (barely) to forego the sallow thorn ice-cream. Instead, I continue riding my bike.
The weather is fine, so far this has been my best bike tour. But all of a sudden, we get some north-easterly winds. Really gusty. It is now really hard work to cover any distance at all. What a good idea that we had not planned overmuch for the day.
Regardless, we managed to deviate from the bike trail for a visit to Groß Mohrsdorf. The remarkable thing about Groß Mohrdorf is the crane center – and, of course, the fact that Gudrun, whose birthday we have come here to celebrate, lives here.
Shortly after 4 p.m., we check in at the Hotel Peiß near the New Market in the old city. That leaves us with a few nice hours to spend near the harbor and at the city center. And then we go to visit the big party.
At the “Golden Lyon” near the Old Market, a gigantic party took place. Nice presentations, belly-dancing, great music, excellent food and tasty dark beer from Störtebeker. And everybody was in a good mood – all over the place and no end to it. Of course, Gudrun was the centre of attention – it was really nice.
Shortly after midnight, I felt like I should go back to my hotel room – after all, we will continue to Berlin on Sunday.
(Translated by EG)
Roland DürreSaturday April 28th, 2012
Welcome back to my travel journal Hamburg-Stralsund-Berlin.
Well, we all know you should not throw around superlatives, but this second day was simply the “most beautiful thing” you could experience. In the end, we had gone 109 kilometres by bike on soft dream ways. There was not a single street with too much traffic, many narrow paths through forests and on dams. Frequently, we had a beautiful view of the Baltic Sea coast and out onto the ocean. It was a mixture of quiet, harmony, solitude and beauty for us travellers.
No end of colours, a very special light, nature as it wakes up and starts to green, the warm air on the uncovered legs. A dream weather! The inclines we had accepted but still found a little uncomfortable had suddenly also disappeared. Many bikers and few cars. Good sea air. A Baltic Sea dream.
Even the wind was always our friend. Some way or other, we intuitively chose Hamburg as our starting point and Berlin as our destination for our trip to Stralsund. It had happened without much thought. And now we got two days of friendly winds behind us! Many bikers passed us and they all had to use quite a few muscles in order to fight against the wind.
After all, the wind kept coming from westerly directions, which, basically, makes sense and was quite likely. And then I wonder what I would now do if I had chosen he route the other way around. Well, the answer is obvious: I would have been angry with myself. But now I can rejoice. So once again, I was (a little) lucky!
I also found the many wind mills we passed a delight. For the biker, they are like majestic messages from the future – no air pollution, no dirt, no noise. We also passed a “conventional” power station. Hideous dark clouds were emitted from high chimneys and sent into the air. It stood on a huge and fenced area. To me, it looked like a warning sign from the past.
Consequently, my only hope is that the change from nuclear and fossil energy production will come quickly. So that my children, too, can enjoy the beautiful world I was allowed to experience.
Many things remain in my memory: the ride to and through Warnemünde, the crossing there on the small ferry, the many small ships crossing our way, the long way through the land and then again along nicely maintained Baltic Sea dams. Many horses, cows, sheep – and eventually the long drive into Fischland-Darß-Zingst.
And, of course, the wonderful rests at Heiligendamm and the nice rests shortly after Müritz and at various other viewpoints and the tasty lunch.
All that remains for me is to recommend it to you and to invite you:
If you are wise and healthy and if you want to spend a few really beautiful days, you want to ride your bike along the Baltic-Sea-Bike-Trail. It is a dream and it is worth the effort!
And tomorrow, we will take our time rolling into Stralsund. Where we will celebrate Gudrun – our birthday child!
And the same as in my last article is still true for the pictures I took – they will come later! But on Google+, if you type rolandduerre (that is how I always call myself on the internet), there are a few nice pictures of Warnemünde and the steep coast.
Roland DürreFriday April 27th, 2012
Since I was asked, I decided to write another one of my travel journals. This time, it is about “Stralsund”, where I ride my bike along the Baltic Sea coast from Lübeck to Stralsund in three days.
The night before Wednesday in the double-decker sleeper from Munich East to Hamburg Central Station was really magnificent. We had a truly beautiful compartment just for the two of us, two beds, a table with two armchairs, two windows and two skylights.
Even the radio connection on my Android Smart Phone was sufficient for following the penalty drama in Madrid (as well as the game itself).
Before reaching Hamburg, we had plenty of time for breakfast, and the time for changing trains also seemed sufficient. Our train was supposed to arrive on platform 8 at 7:54 and the RE to Lübeck was scheduled for 8:06 at platform 7, which is just opposite. And night trains are basically always on time. After all, they pause often enough and thus have time to catch up if they are late somewhere.
Well, basically … But our ICN 1286 was late and on top of this arrived on the wrong platform: 23. Consequently, the train to Lübeck had already left and the change of trains was quite hard, as well. It meant we had to take the next train to Lübeck. Well, you could say it was quite normal, just like what we are used to from DB AG.
However, there was something not normal, and that was the weather! The forecast for Lübeck for this Thursday had said it was going to be as lousy as the Munich weather was fantastic. They had predicted a dream of a summer for Munich on April, 26th, whereas Lübeck was expected to have a thick black cloud with three raindrops in the weather map (one litre of rain per square metre).
We were absolutely lucky with the weather. Through all the 110 kilometres from Lübeck to the Baltic Spa Rerik, there was not a single rain shower! In between, we even had a little sunshine! And in the evening, when we arrived shortly after 6 p.m., there was even a little sunshine. This is how we started into Thursday, our first leg to Stralsund and then on to Berlin. Pure biker’s joy!
But there was also another assumption that proved wrong. I had intuitively assumed that the ride from Lübeck to Stralsund was going to be like softly rolling through flat landscape. Wrong! On the Baltic-Sea-Cyclist’s-Way, the first leg from Lübeck is really up and down all the time. Mind you, we are not talking really steep inclines and no real altitude, but you accumulate inclines and declines. It felt like 1,000 metres of altitude.
So what else was remarkable? There were many bikers. On the streets, there was little traffic. The cyclist’s paths were in really good condition. At least, it seems like there are more cyclist’s paths in MeckPomm than at home. It might be a little like with day-care centres for small children. And you see areas used for farming all over the place. Everything looks like big industry, reminding you of the mega Kolchoses of the GDR. And unfortunately, there is lots of rapeseed. More often than not, you see nothing else on the horizon. It looks nice, but it is a waste of good arable fields for Bio Diesel fuel.
And things are cheap in MeckPomm. Even during my (last but one) bike tour from Munich, I had noticed that staying overnight in the erstwhile expensive Chiemsee area was less expensive than in Austria or Italy. And also a short time ago, when we were in Southern Italy and Sicily, the hotels were more expensive than in Upper Bavaria. A few years ago, matters were quite different.
In MeckPomm, however, everything is a lot less expensive than at home in Munich and Bavaria, not just the hotels. It starts with the fish roll, which is not only cheaper, but also far better quality than at home. And I assume it is the same with all the other necessities of life.
Let me take Italian (?) ice cream as an example. At home in Ottobrunn, we have now arrived at 1 € for one ball of Crema Gelato. And I know ice-cream parlours in Munich City where I no longer can get any ice-cream for 1 €. In Wismar, we paid 0.70 cents for the same size ice cream ball. That is 30 Eurocents less and if you take 70 Eurocent as your unit, that means almost 43 %. It seems that the relative difference in prices is even higher with rents, baker’s products or public transportation.
But not everything is less expensive! There is one exception to the rule: fuel and diesel fuel. It costs just as much as in Bavaria. Well, this is another indication that those are very special juices, indeed.
For the biker, however, it can only mean joy. After all, by riding 100 kilometres and not needing 6 litres of Diesel fuel for it in MeckPomm, you can buy 12 balls of ice-cream and still have a little change left for the (also not quite as expensive) necessary visit of the toilet. In Munich, he would only get 9 balls of ice-cream and would have to spend an extra Euro for the toilet.
But back to biking:
The Baltic-Sea-Cyclist’s-Way was rather lonely and idyllic between Lübeck and the Baltic-Sea Spa of Rerik. Consequently, the name of the hotel where we spent the night and had an excellent dinner is quite fitting. We stayed at the “Schaffidylle”! And again, we had a really great bike day.
(Translated by EG)
So why do I go do Stralsund? It is quite simple: Gudrun – a highly cherished friend of Barbara and me – lives there. And she is about to celebrate an extremely important birthday. I simply must go there.
Well, but a journey from Munich to Stralsund just to spend one evening there is a little too much of an effort. On the other hand, I always wanted to ride my bike along the Baltic Sea and through the famous lake district. So there was a simple solution to the problem. We went to Hamburg in Wednesday night on the night train and then we ride our bikes for three days to Stralsund, where we will celebrate Gudrun’s birthday on Saturday.
And on Sunday morning, we will ride our bikes to Berlin. Another three days for us during which we can ride our bikes through a very highly spoken-of countryside. In Berlin, the train to Munich will wait for us in the afternoon of Tuesday, May, 1st. Incidentally, it is the only train – with the exception of the night train – that goes directly from Berlin to Munich and also allows us to take our bikes.
On the whole, we are talking six days of riding our bikes plus a beautiful party for the price of three weekdays. I will be back home in Riemerling and Unterhachng on Wednesday.
As I see it, you can call this quite efficient Slow Travelling!
This weekend, I downloaded another one of Rupert Lay’s presentation. The title is
The Egotist’s Ethics
Rupert Lay gave this presentation on September, 10th, 2000 on the Ronneburg castle.
Strange as it may seem, but I can still very well remember this presentation. Perhaps it has something to do with the year 2000. As I remember, the year 2000 seemed to be unbelievably far away in my life for a very long time. And then, all of a sudden, there it was, the end of one millennium and the beginning of the next one.
At the time we organized and recorded Rupert’s presentations, I still felt extremely young and dynamic. Mind you, I was already fifty in 2000. How time goes by. And in some way or other, I still feel young and dynamic – just in a different way.
But that is another reason for once more watching the recording of Rupert’s presentation. “The Egotist’s Ethics“ is also one of those talks of his where I admire his farsightedness!
I would be happy if some of you took a closer look!
As all the others, this presentation, too, was given for the Ronneburger Kreis. It was filmed by Bernd Sielaff and revised by Friedrich Lehn.
(Translated by EG)
As of now, there are five more presentations by Rupert Lay I have not yet published. Expect the next one in around four weeks.
Klaus HnilicaThursday April 26th, 2012
Carl and Gerlinde (XXIII)
Of course, Carl had often annoyed her! And during those last weeks before she – admittedly a little cowardly and not very stylishly – had made herself scarce, he had actually done so without pause – at least that is how Gerlinde felt about it. Now, on her day of leisure of all days, she was sitting on her patio in Porto Santiago and, again, looking for excuses for that life of hers you could only call Bungled up with a capital B! But then, if you were honest and thought about it objectively, Carl had not been such a catastrophe, had he?
Certainly! But on the whole, he did not look all that bad! At least from the rear! And if he took pains, he could be really charming, there was no denying it!
Unfortunately! If what she had heard was true, some of his ’special underwear plants’ fell victim to his urban charm on an almost weekly basis, didn’t they? And we are not just talking Hannelore and, what’s her name? Some of them were fellow employees and customers. As far as ’underwear’ was concerned, they were far from just aiming at the ’appetite for selling’. Rather, their interest was exclusively with the ’appetite for him’.
Mind you, between bed sheets, Carl was certainly not your superman!
But – and you had to admit that was quite a rare quality in a man – if he set his mind to it, he was capable of quite a bit of sensitivity and fantasy! For most of the women, that was apparently enough! Well, the same had been true for her in the not so recent past, hadn’t it …
And – Carl was certainly lavish! With him, she had never had financial worries! Unlike now, when, regardless of free accommodations she never quite managed to make ends meet! It seemed that somehow she had totally miscalculated this when she had so abruptly left all those weeks ago. Just as she had miscalculated some other things as well! If Anna had not offered to let her do part of the waiting at the ’Salzburg’ cafeteria, she would now look quite stupid. But as it was, things were looking quite well: she was busy, she did not get cabin fever and she grew to be a terrific tip magnet: before the poor guys had time to think twice, their cents seemed to find their own way onto the invoice plate …
Well, the working outfit was certainly rather forbiddingly scanty! She really could hardly draw breathe in those tight-fitting shirts! Comfortable was certainly something else! And poor Dottore Satori also kept breathing hard whenever she bent down towards him … Now how was this going to end?
It was no surprise that the anatomically so interested Dottore soon believed he had acquired some right to her just through his ’tipping habits’. Consequently, he kept talking her up and inviting her out to share a meal. Once or twice, maybe even three times, she had already accepted. Without ever confessing to Anna!
The meals had certainly always been tasty …
But whenever he came along with his post-face-lift accompanying shadow for a small Aperol or a big Brown with Apple Tart, he was as stiff as freshly beaten egg-white; in the most rigorous way, he avoided every single gesture of friendliness, just in order not to give his jealous ’Botox Mummy’ a reason for stupid ideas.
The mummy probably also sat on the money! And there must be plenty, because, as Anna knew, both of them had now already been staying in the luxurious 5-star patio hotel not far from Gerinde’s bungalow site during a number of weeks in winter for several years!
Except – Gerinde was not quite able to figure out to what end the good Dottore kept trying his luck with her each week anew. With his distrustful ’aristocratic grandma’, he certainly was not going to be able to enjoy himself on the sidelines. Not to mention that Gerlinde did not at all feel like it these days: her life was complicated enough as it was. Thank you very much.
But perhaps it was just another case of testosterone. Just like with Carl, it probably immobilized all rationally controlled brain regions immediately as soon as a female object appeared on the horizon that looked even remotely like potential prey. The remaining parts of the brain were automatically set to emergency operation: calf-eyes, grinning impertinently, increased saliva production, et cetera, et cetera. …
Anna said it had taken more than a year with her too, before the Dottore had stopped with his attempts; but then she, as she had admitted to Gerlinde, had at one time let herself be persuaded to a do small ’intimate fight’ in the kitchen, which had been a bad mistake, because the good Dottore had assumed this gave him rights he actually was nowhere near having. But there came a time when he eventually realized his mistake. Ever since then, he always got a bigger piece of apple cake than all the others…
Well – sitting under her sunshade, Gerlinde had to admit to herself that probably tomorrow would be another one of those days at the ’Salzburg’ when she would catch herself wishing her ’mister impossible’ were sitting at one of the tables, instead of the constantly grinning Satori.
But then – if she was perfectly honest – she had no idea what she would do if actually her impossible Carl were sitting there, smiling and ordering his beer in a tight-lipped way? Would she ignore him? Pretend he was a stranger? Or even send him away…? Or would she, perhaps, even be glad? Actually, would she be glad enough at seeing him to embrace him and kiss him in front of everyone?
Mind you, all this regardless of him being a truly disgusting, ego-centred ’chauvi’ for whom women were just something to be used! While he himself never managed to achieve even the smallest of results at home! Not to forget that he, quite wilfully, occasionally provoked and annoyed her by his lack of culture and boorishness. And the only things that surpassed his obesity were his bouts of perspiration, his rhino snoring and his roaring laughter. Yet – and this was the strange thing – you could, for some unfathomable reason, like him …?
Consequently, Gerlinde, sitting under her sunshade at 26 degrees Celsius and drinking one small Aperol after the other, started asking herself more and more intensely and audibly why this stupid cow Hannelore had not long ago made it more than clear for this impossible dummy Carl where, when and how he might find his ill-treated Gerlinde. And that said Gerlinde might perhaps, under certain circumstances graciously see fit – if it had to happen and he were to swear a holy oath to improve his manners and if he were to really ask her very nicely – to let herself be persuaded to try one last time with him. And if everything else, too, was perfect, she might just consider making an exception to the rule and just this one more time fly back home with him…?
Or did that serpent Hannelore play a false game? With her, you could never really know …
(Translated by EG)
Incidentally, the ‘strange hens’ are drawn by the author himself!
Here are my tweets of last week on:
Blogging and twittering, wisdoms and rules:
120510 Misery knows no closing time – also true for bloggers and twitterers. #Twitter #Blogging #Wisdom
120511 Misery teaches you to eat the foul apple – also when twittering and blogging! #Twitter #Blogging #Wisdom
120512 When in a tight spot, you will learn many arts – also when twittering and blogging! #Twitter #Blogging #Wisdom
120513 Misery will unite hearts – also when twittering and blogging! #Twitter #Blogging #Wisdom
120514 There is only room for one king – not so when twittering and blogging! #Twitter #Blogging #Wisdom
120515 Just continue – twitterers and bloggers! #Twitter #Blogging #Wisdom
120416 Usefulness is the greatest of riches – especially when twittering and blogging! #Twitter #Blogging #Wisdom
There is a new tweet each day. See twitter.com and “follow” RolandDuerre!
(Translated by EG)
I took the proverbs from Alle deutsche Sprichwörter .
Roland DürreWednesday April 25th, 2012
Living (and surviving) in a sustainable way.
Frau Susanne Hofmann of the Tölzer Kasladen will talk about it on June, 21st at the IF Forum. Her presentation will be titled:
Quality beats Quantity.
How well food should be made.
Here is the vita of Frau Hofmann:
Even at the early age of eleven, everything pointed towards cheese becoming Susanne Hofmann’s vocation and calling. Asked by the then most famous French cheese expert, she was able to name all the cheese brands on the cheese card.
In 1972, the Hofmann family founded the „Tölzer Kasladen“, in 1984 (incidentally, that is also the year InterFace AG was founded), Frau Hofmann opened her own branch on the Munich Viktualienmarkt.
Today, she and her brother are the heads of the Tölzer Kasladen. In several shops, they offer more than a hundred and fifty high-quality cheese brands produced in the best manner of the craft. They are refined in their own seasoning department.
Among the buyers are the European top gastronomic enterprises, the cruiser „MS Europa“ and many events. She is one of the few women who are members of the French Cheese Guild and was knighted in 1997, being awarded the title „Maître Fromager“.
Her presentation will be structured as follows:
- Where traditional cheese began;
- Its development until today;
- How to relish it in a sustainable way and
- A criticism of industrial food production
Frau Hofmann accompanies numerous quality control procedures for cheese in Switzerland, France and Germany and is the director of the cheese academy. Each year, she organizes the Bad Tölz cheese festival, which was originally introduced by her.
On this picture, you can see Frau Hofmann in her “Kasladen”.
As always the presentation will be held in the seminar zone of the InterFace AG building at Unterhaching.
We will welcome our guests up from 6 p.m. and the presentation will start at 6.15 p.m.
After the presentation and discussion, we would be delighted to have you enjoy what we prepared for you by way of refreshments.
And, of course, there will be cheese from the Tölzer Kasladen!
(Translated by EG)
Roland DürreMonday April 23rd, 2012
Last weekend, all the newspapers were full of it: Youtube lost against the Gema. To be sure, the success was not a total success, but at least partial. So this is another one of those decisions people get excited about. And the occident is happy.
Because this is all about protecting property!
In order not to cause the dams to break, you have to defend the right to intellectual property! Resist the beginnings! That is what you can hear from all the media. In the same and other media, however, you will also find more cautious and prudent articles. Some of them actually deal with the problem of “intellectual property”.
I still have my doubts about the general and randomly used right to ”make everything your private property“. Mind you, I am myself part of the system. Considering where I come from and what I am, it feels to me like I own a lot of private property. And, of course, I, too, want to keep what is mine.
Regardless, I am skeptical about us being able to continue in the way we understand and live ownership in the long run. As I see it, there are two reasons. The first one looks rather harmless to me. I learned:
“Property constitutes an obligation”.
It seems that, today, only very few owners of anything still take this wisdom to heart. As I see it, I live in a “free world of free citizens”. Among people who and institutions that practice this in a rather extreme way.
I will refrain from giving you examples of where „capital and ownership“ became strongly anti-social, even detrimental to social life. There are far too many examples to be found in all areas of our economy and our social life. Perhaps one of the symptoms is the victory of late capitalism?
But there is one idea that seems even more problematic to me than “property constitutes an obligation”.
In our social environment, personal property will always invite waste.
Wherever I look, I see waste all over the place. More often than not, the reason is that objects and property are privately owned.
For example, I read in the March 2012 “brand eins” edition that the average utility time of a drilling machine you buy for life is 13 minutes (world in numbers). And who among you all has no drilling machine? But it is certainly wasteful to build a drilling machine that will only be used for a total of 13 minutes, isn’t it?
Some time ago, a South-African couple stayed in my home as au-pairs. They could not understand that, in our country, every owner of a house has his or her own lawn mower. And that they do the mowing themselves. In South Africa, you have your lawn mowed, and the person who does it will bring his or her own lawn mower,
Another very significant example for waste is our individual mobility, for instance when we are talking cars and parking space. When I ride my bike from Ottobrunn to Unterhaching in the morning, I see that most of the nice and big cars that roll next to me on the street have only one passenger.
During the day, the cars occupy the parking spaces of enterprises, but at night and on weekends, these same parking spaces stand deserted. For the parking spaces at the apartment buildings next door, it is exactly the other way around. They are unoccupied on weekdays in the daytime.
Now here is what I believe: the only way to save our planet is by drastically reducing our wastefulness.
Does nobody wonder if, perhaps, the excessive way in which we live our “personal ownership“ might be one or even the most determining reason why we are so brutally wasteful?
So if – just in order to survive – we will have to develop a new understanding of how to treat “hard ownership“ in our further evolutional development, doesn’t it then almost seem to make sense to start with fewer rights of ownership when it comes to “intellectual rights“? Because maybe it hurts a little less if you start there?
Here is another aside:
I see a general tendency towards intellectual property being better protected when institutions are concerned than when individual persons are concerned. We have come to that stage where an individual person hardly has a chance to protect his or her intellectual property. Except if they belong to a special professional group and know the necessary rules and tricks. …
In my opinion, a huge social reform will come. It will ignore the way we today define and – above all – live ownership. For me, it would be nice to see a change that comes softly, based on rational arguments and insight, rather than one that comes from the top and is accompanied by laws and penalties.
What we need is “eco-social change based on everyone’s free will“, where ratio and values prevail, instead of, in the worst case, a world-wide “eco-dictatorship“.
(Translated by EG)