I’m back home in Los Angeles, with Sarajevo on my mind. The images: an unspeakable number of hungry, abandoned dogs roaming the street heaps of uncollected trash in front of the once elegant, now disheveled Austro-Hungarian buildings closed museums and galleries that nobody wants or needs to finance crowded graveyards where you see the same […]
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When I was a child, my grandmother, a former citizen of the country called The Austro-Hungarian Empire, was teaching me German, the official language of her (by then) non-existing country. One of the books she used for that purpose was a counting book with a mildly disturbing title “Zehn kleine Negerlein”, a title that we
By an anonymous observerObservation #1 She spent the summer hibernating. Didn’t write. Even opening the computer seemed like a huge and unnecessary effort. What is her problem? Why is communication with the world becoming such a thorny issue? While the whole world is madly communicating, making connections, networking and schmoozing, the only thing she wants