Well, I suspected and feared it already for some time, but since the strange soul of the King of Pop in the happy hunting grounds, it was inevitable: let's go back to the eighties!
I have now but one way or another minute trying to my body rhythmically to the halfway of Choreography "Beat it!" to move. For if we have the speed of light rushing back to the colorful decade of bad taste, but please flutschig with whipped cream, energy and a nervous vagina! (Who does not have the latter need not be sad. Nervous vaginas are always distributed daily from 18.00 clock the Internet for free as mp3, mp3 This requires a compatible thing or a USB-enabled cavernosa.)
What the heck? At that time we had the cold war and the hunger of the Third World in the stomach. Today it is the terrorist for faith and oil in the Middle East who are not leugbare presence of AIDS and our irresponsible handling of the environment.
be honest, we have learned nothing. I mean, we, the human race.
And I am not speaking of fashionable taste confusion.
Sometimes I ask myself why I separate our garbage meticulously. I always wonder why - no matter what it may go - the environmentally conscious method is more expensive. As if it were a monetary privilege to plan long term, not suicide.
Well, frankly, blown with sorrow we come any further. That's not Michael Jackson back to life (although if the NOW would be a remake of "Thriller" abdrehn ...) it still brings us back ALF. But if I
tomorrow / today on Stephansplatz in Vienna together with hundreds of others to "Beat it!" dance, it will be beautiful for me to be part of a whole.
This is the disadvantage of real individuality, one is seldom aware in the collective and therefore forgets that perhaps is not quite so unique in its kind yet. There is much more thinking, really living people than you think ... and if even my favorite anachronistic Uschi can explore the Internet, almost everything possible on this planet ... :)
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