Tomorrow is August 1st, as the warm weather indicates. Do you know what that means?

It means I have been living on my own for a full year. Precisely one year ago I finally moved out and got my own apartment. Best thing I ever did. I really needed to get away and live on my own. I love it and I wouldn’t want it any other way.

Now it feels like I have lived here all my life. It seems to me that it often feels like that. After big changes. Once upon a time I didn’t have internet. After getting online I could barely remember how life was without it. Once upon a time I didn’t have Skye. Once I had her I could barely remember what it was like before. And once I lost her I could barely remember what it was to have her. No that’s not true, of course. I could remember very well. But when I was with her it was like I had been with her all my life. And now it seems like so long ago. And so long ago I lived at home.

Sorry if I’m not being terribly coherent. I feel somewhat dizzy. I think it is the heat. It is getting to my head. I typed “hat” by accident. The heat is getting to my head not my hat. I wish that was a haiku.

Making me laugh currently: SNL’s Celebrity Jeopardy. It just cracks me up how foul-mouthed Sean Connery is and how he is so hostile towards Trebek for no apparent reason. We meet again, Trebek!

I am also a little amused by a debate on Danish usenet. The consumer group. It is about “halal slagtning” which is “Zabihah slaughter” in English as far as I can tell. The muslim ritual slaughter. Wait, maybe it’s called “halal” in English too. I’m not sure. Anyway, doesn’t matter. The funny thing is, someone asked the christian guy why he minded the halal stuff if it didn’t hurt the animals. And he basically said that he didn’t give a fuck if it hurt the animals or not, he just didn’t want his food to be “cursed” by arabic sorcerers. Or something to that effect. It just struck me as funny that we have the “good guy”, the kind christian, and he doesn’t care whether the animal is suffering. And then on the other hand we have the “evil ones”, the fanatic, barbaric muslims… who have ritual rules that specify that the animal mustn’t suffer. You see? Good guy = let the animal suffer. Bad guy = let the animal not suffer. Oh yes, religion is confusing.

Well, it seemed more funny to me earlier. Now it just seems dumb.

There’s another big debate in Denmark at the moment. About a European Court of Justice ruling. Basically, as I understand it, the ruling gives a loophole through our quite strict immigration laws. We of course have quite strict immigration laws because our prime minister needs to suck up to the Xenophobia Party in order to stay in power. When you let the Xenophobia Party govern immigration then you can imagine what happens. So it kinda makes me laugh to see all these Xenophobians run around in a panic as they imagine the hordes of immigrants rushing towards us to squeeze through the loophole. Hah.

Of course you need immigration laws, and you can’t let everybody in, and proforma marriages to cheat the law are certainly horribly wrong etc. But some of it just seems stupid to me. Like the 24 year rule. You are not allowed to bring your spouse into Denmark if you’re not 24. What? Why? Huh? Why 24? If I want to marry an evil, fanatic muslim woman and bring her to the country then it’s okay if I’m 25, but not if I’m 23? Or 19? Imagine if the government decreed that people couldn’t marry at all until they were 24. Even two pale, white Danes couldn’t do it. Imagine the outcry there would be. I don’t understand 24. It seems so arbitrary. It seems like putting down roadblocks just for the sake of keeping out as many as possibly. Not for a rational reason, but just because we don’t like foreigners. I bet if the Xenophobians could then they’d set the age limit at 50. It’d make as much sense as 24 to me. There are also rules about having a certain income/money in the bank. And house. I can sort of understand that, but it also seems like “yeah, we welcome the rich foreigners, but if you’re a loser with no money then stay away”. And there’s the Danish history test you have to take. Which I, and plenty politicians as well, probably couldn’t pass. But again. We want to welcome the smart and well-educated foreigners, not the dumb ones. The dumb and the poor can stay away. We don’t want you to marry those scum.

Of course we should only follow the rulings that we like, not the ones we don’t like. Like in the case of the Danish gambling law/system/monopoly that is clearly against EU law and everybody knows it but they still cling on to it until we are physically forced to give it up. But don’t get me started on that.

In fact, why did you get me started on any of this? You should know better. Politics make me sick and ranty. And when I’m suffering from sunstroke it only gets worse. So this concludes tonight’s party political broadcast. Please remember to vote for your prefered corruption in the upcoming elections.

Since Anders Fogh Rasmussen, prime minister, took office with the help of the Danish People’s party in 2001, Denmark has introduced some of the toughest and most controversial immigration rules in the EU.

Oh sorry. Danish People’s party. Not Xenophobia party. My mistake. I always get those names mixed up.

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