Es-Peh-Deh. It hurts.
Quite surprisingly, a coalition led by the SPD, which has been declared dead hundreds of times, has been leading an increasingly irritated country for more than two years.
Always time to ask a few questions.
By Kai Blasberg
Always time to ask a few questions.
By Kai Blasberg
Many of you know: I am a social worker.
"Dyed in the wool" is what my father would have said.
He was a liberal when that wasn't yet a dirty word.
Gerhard Baum, Burkhard Hirsch and so on.
For me, solidarity is the key word.
The strong helps the weak, a society looks out for one another in a benevolent manner so that it does not fray, especially at the edges, and holds together broadly and as a whole.
However, I also have to admit that this slightly childish worldview was always fraught with considerable doubts because of the people who were observed here.
When I was 5, I thought adults were crazy because they were always drunk.
When I was eight it was clear to me: it was you. Even sober!
Our neighbor, simple worker that he was, said:
"If my boss is doing well, I'm doing well too."
I thought: You poor sausage.
And he was right.
50 years later, Social Democrats govern a country where this sentence is more applauded than it should be.
Every Amazon subcontractor feels himself and constantly free when he leads self-exploitation to new heights that are magnificent for the client in exchange for the minimum wage being halved until late at night.
The Minister of Labor, a prime example of social democratic physiognomy, like a union boss out of a Scorsese film, boasts about the increase in salaries paid by the public sector because employers withhold this wage from their employees.
His predecessor, who now runs the employment office, is the treasurer.
The building minister, the one who doesn't build affordable apartments, pays housing benefit through the municipalities to landlords who would not be able to get rid of their usually unrenovated toilets on the open market at these prices, but whose customers have no choice because they are in this market due to a lack of economics Potency does not act at all.
The citizen pays it.
Into increasingly full pockets.
The poorest of the poor will now be hit when the good Boris, a defense minister who, dressed appropriately, could be mistaken for a janitor in a secondary school in the 1970s, now has the bombs built.
And since you can no longer take on debts that never existed because the state can't do any, the money has to come from somewhere.
And before those who have a lot pay it, it is cut off from those who have nothing.
Basic child welfare was the last social project of this government.
And that's a terrible failure.
Anyone who looks closely, is perhaps even a little educated or even has dyed their wool, but then also remembers, naturally asks themselves what is red in the traffic light.
Because red is the color of the SPD.
And the most important color in traffic control.
Yellow in a traffic light is half-asleep like the party that claims this color as its own.
Basically unnecessary.
Green means: GO!
But red warns people to be careful and calls for a stop.
But the red of the SPD means in 2024: nothing!
Yes, no, maybe, let's see, we don't have to talk about it, we have to talk about it, we can talk about it, we won't. Or yes.
That's what you hear from the Sozen these days.
Governing, even leading, completely without suspicion is only about one thing:
to defend the sinecures that were unexpectedly secured with the worst vote result for a chancellor of all time and to expand them during the remaining term of office and then somehow keep one's nose above water, i.e. at least continue to co-govern.
The constitutional offices of Federal President, Federal Chancellor, President of the Bundestag: all SPD. The polls at a paltry 15%.
The most important people have been there for decades.
And warmly turned towards our enemies of the system at their peak.
A pipeline here, a terminal there. Russia? China? Doesn't matter. The main thing is that it works.
The Chancellor is a veritable scandal noodle.
He doesn't remember. Blame it on others. Or is arrogant.
He was no good as general secretary; only scandals will be remembered from his time as Hamburg's citizens' champion. Warburg. Harbor. Elbe Tower.
His party did not want him to be chairman alongside his construction wife.
And not at all.
That was the nasty Saskia with the cheerful bear and soldier's son from Lower Saxony.
General Kevin would have committed suicide three years ago if he had encountered his statements these days.
Whose bread I eat, whose song I sing.
As the saying goes, power corrupts.
But power also works.
Especially if half of the members of the Bundestag in your group are new.
That's how it is with the SPD.
If you're new to this terrain, keep your mouth shut.
Your boss, Mützenich, will tell you how things are going.
He's been there for 22 years.
You notice that a disappointed person is writing here. Even an ex-member.
But also a sighted person. Knower. Complainant.
I don't think we will ever live in a world that doesn't need a strong social force.
And maybe people are like Kevin and Olaf and Rolf and Saskia, Frank-Walter and Karl.
They think what they're doing is almost right.
They even think they're tearing themselves apart.
Who don't even know what it's like to not know how to get to the end of the month.
If the machine keeps the card because there is not enough in the account.
And no one there to borrow anything.
Of the 104 MPs who are sitting in the Bundestag for the first time, most are young professionals. Congratulations on this start.
But what overlap do you have with the parcel drivers, the baggage people at the airport, the bakery lady who cleans the branch and heats the ovens at 4:30?
And what do you say to your ex-Juso Kühnert?
In any case, I can't see any politics for youth. But they don't vote either.
As a reminder, those described above are your voters.
Nonsense.
Should be your voters.
Only officials, pensioners and romantics vote for you.
No, your party has no sense like that.
You started differently and you have to do it differently.
Simply humming and respecting, not understanding and therefore not being able to explain the changing times will not be enough.
The next candidate will be called Wüst. Not Laschet.
Markus Söder won't help you this time either.
03/07/24
*Kai Blasberg worked in the private media in Germany for 40 years
"Dyed in the wool" is what my father would have said.
He was a liberal when that wasn't yet a dirty word.
Gerhard Baum, Burkhard Hirsch and so on.
For me, solidarity is the key word.
The strong helps the weak, a society looks out for one another in a benevolent manner so that it does not fray, especially at the edges, and holds together broadly and as a whole.
However, I also have to admit that this slightly childish worldview was always fraught with considerable doubts because of the people who were observed here.
When I was 5, I thought adults were crazy because they were always drunk.
When I was eight it was clear to me: it was you. Even sober!
Our neighbor, simple worker that he was, said:
"If my boss is doing well, I'm doing well too."
I thought: You poor sausage.
And he was right.
50 years later, Social Democrats govern a country where this sentence is more applauded than it should be.
Every Amazon subcontractor feels himself and constantly free when he leads self-exploitation to new heights that are magnificent for the client in exchange for the minimum wage being halved until late at night.
The Minister of Labor, a prime example of social democratic physiognomy, like a union boss out of a Scorsese film, boasts about the increase in salaries paid by the public sector because employers withhold this wage from their employees.
His predecessor, who now runs the employment office, is the treasurer.
The building minister, the one who doesn't build affordable apartments, pays housing benefit through the municipalities to landlords who would not be able to get rid of their usually unrenovated toilets on the open market at these prices, but whose customers have no choice because they are in this market due to a lack of economics Potency does not act at all.
The citizen pays it.
Into increasingly full pockets.
The poorest of the poor will now be hit when the good Boris, a defense minister who, dressed appropriately, could be mistaken for a janitor in a secondary school in the 1970s, now has the bombs built.
And since you can no longer take on debts that never existed because the state can't do any, the money has to come from somewhere.
And before those who have a lot pay it, it is cut off from those who have nothing.
Basic child welfare was the last social project of this government.
And that's a terrible failure.
Anyone who looks closely, is perhaps even a little educated or even has dyed their wool, but then also remembers, naturally asks themselves what is red in the traffic light.
Because red is the color of the SPD.
And the most important color in traffic control.
Yellow in a traffic light is half-asleep like the party that claims this color as its own.
Basically unnecessary.
Green means: GO!
But red warns people to be careful and calls for a stop.
But the red of the SPD means in 2024: nothing!
Yes, no, maybe, let's see, we don't have to talk about it, we have to talk about it, we can talk about it, we won't. Or yes.
That's what you hear from the Sozen these days.
Governing, even leading, completely without suspicion is only about one thing:
to defend the sinecures that were unexpectedly secured with the worst vote result for a chancellor of all time and to expand them during the remaining term of office and then somehow keep one's nose above water, i.e. at least continue to co-govern.
The constitutional offices of Federal President, Federal Chancellor, President of the Bundestag: all SPD. The polls at a paltry 15%.
The most important people have been there for decades.
And warmly turned towards our enemies of the system at their peak.
A pipeline here, a terminal there. Russia? China? Doesn't matter. The main thing is that it works.
The Chancellor is a veritable scandal noodle.
He doesn't remember. Blame it on others. Or is arrogant.
He was no good as general secretary; only scandals will be remembered from his time as Hamburg's citizens' champion. Warburg. Harbor. Elbe Tower.
His party did not want him to be chairman alongside his construction wife.
And not at all.
That was the nasty Saskia with the cheerful bear and soldier's son from Lower Saxony.
General Kevin would have committed suicide three years ago if he had encountered his statements these days.
Whose bread I eat, whose song I sing.
As the saying goes, power corrupts.
But power also works.
Especially if half of the members of the Bundestag in your group are new.
That's how it is with the SPD.
If you're new to this terrain, keep your mouth shut.
Your boss, Mützenich, will tell you how things are going.
He's been there for 22 years.
You notice that a disappointed person is writing here. Even an ex-member.
But also a sighted person. Knower. Complainant.
I don't think we will ever live in a world that doesn't need a strong social force.
And maybe people are like Kevin and Olaf and Rolf and Saskia, Frank-Walter and Karl.
They think what they're doing is almost right.
They even think they're tearing themselves apart.
Who don't even know what it's like to not know how to get to the end of the month.
If the machine keeps the card because there is not enough in the account.
And no one there to borrow anything.
Of the 104 MPs who are sitting in the Bundestag for the first time, most are young professionals. Congratulations on this start.
But what overlap do you have with the parcel drivers, the baggage people at the airport, the bakery lady who cleans the branch and heats the ovens at 4:30?
And what do you say to your ex-Juso Kühnert?
In any case, I can't see any politics for youth. But they don't vote either.
As a reminder, those described above are your voters.
Nonsense.
Should be your voters.
Only officials, pensioners and romantics vote for you.
No, your party has no sense like that.
You started differently and you have to do it differently.
Simply humming and respecting, not understanding and therefore not being able to explain the changing times will not be enough.
The next candidate will be called Wüst. Not Laschet.
Markus Söder won't help you this time either.
03/07/24
*Kai Blasberg worked in the private media in Germany for 40 years
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