Guylty’s blogiversary: Smashing walls

Happy blogiversary to Guylty Pleasure — who notes the many fateful events that occurred on this day in German history.

Blog on, my friend, and many happy returns!

~ by Servetus on November 9, 2017.

16 Responses to “Guylty’s blogiversary: Smashing walls”

  1. Oh my goodness 😂 – that’s a great edit! Thank you very much, Serv. Much bigger thanks are due to you for actually having started me on WordPress. I only signed up to the platform because I needed an account in order to write the ooofs on me+r. It gradually grew into more than my guestposts on your blog, but I still consider me+r my blogging ‘birthplace’. But you know all that.
    Re. smashing up things – I actually smashed one of my favourite tea mugs today. Does that count?

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    • It was a great boon to me and I’m glad it’s been sustainable for you!

      re: Nov 9th, my college bestie and the most influential professor in my life (who is Jewish) have birthdays today as well. Big day!

      re: smashing tea cup — that is unfortunate. Hopefully you can find one that pleases you as a successor, but I know how aggravating that can be. Esp with my oral fixation about writing.

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  2. Meine Omi hatte auch am 9.11. Geburtstag. Das mit den „besonderen“ Tagen ist bei mir in der Familie virulent : mein Papa hat am 1.9.39 Geburtstag und 3x darfst du raten, welchen Vornamen er trägt 😬 Schweres Erbe, das….

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    • Nee jetzt, aber nicht A___? Oder welcher Name wird mit der Invasion von Polen in Verbindung gebracht?

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      • Natürlich A! Zur Ehrenrettung muss man sagen, dass der Name tatsächlich damals nicht unüblich war. Ist halt das Zusammentreffen mit dem offiziellen Beginn des WW2, das es so bizarr macht.

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        • Scheixe. Damit ist er ja echt geschädigt… Mein Vater und sein Bruder sind da gut weggekommen, obwohl beide zu NS-Zeiten geboren.

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        • I was going to say — really common in that generation even before it became a trend name. But yeah, not something I’d necessarily want to remember all the time.

          on 1.9. 1996 I took the bar mitzvah group from the Göttingen synagogue to Bergen Belsen — and of the kids, no one was aware of the anniversary. The adults were really bothered by that, but I felt like it wasn’t a bad thing. “Never forget” doesn’t really need to mean “remember every single detail.”

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  3. Na dann: Tassen hoch! 😊

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