
The World Health Organization regrets the announcement that the United States of America intends to withdraw from the Organization.

The World Health Organization regrets the announcement that the United States of America intends to withdraw from the Organization.

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“The lukewarm piss” made me laugh when I watched the movie “The Second Best Marigold Hotel” for the first time. I love tea, and just like her I never understood why so many first-class hotels and restaurants all over the world don’t know how to serve tea correctly.

August was packed with events, emotions, tears, laughter, joy and sadness. There were worries and lots of happy moments.

Not knowing what’s going on in the world is not an option
but watching the news feels more like a daily downer.
It doesn’t inform but gives us another talk show we never asked for.

I remember a time when we had political parties. They didn’t rule our everyday lives, neither was anything they did (or didn’t do) so interesting that we lost any sleep over it. We read the news and political discussion happened at the BBQ at the neighbor’s house, at work in the breakroom, or even after church.

It’s my blog and I hoped to be authentic and genuine, yet lately, I find myself tongue-tied in my head. There are so many things I want to write about, but I don’t do it and I am not sure why I hesitate. Am I getting older, not just on paper but also in my mind? Perhaps my ‘bite’ has become toothless and I pretend to be less critical.

I am an American by choice. I am an Austrian by birth. I have given the privilege to live -and have lived- in countries that give people (still) the right to vote and I am grateful.

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Something happened last week, that made me rethink and reevaluate my beliefs (?) or perhaps as someone who claims to be agnostic, I should not use the word BELIEVE, but instead call it opinion.

For years, the number of homeless people has been rising in Europe and in America but not in Finland. The country’s Housing First Program aims to eliminate the problem by 2027. But how?

Each morning we listen for what is breaking—
the sound of a thousand tragedies fills the air,
shattering that never stops,
headlines, a fleet of anchors tangled at our feet.