Posts tagged ‘cash’

Do not come to Austria!

That is the message our foreign ministry wants to send to potential migrants/refugees from Afghanistan, by running a campaign in TV Radio and on busses and print there.

Are you fraking kidding me?

This is called negative advertising. It makes people want to come to Austria. Why?

Simple psychology. “They don’t want us going there. It must be the land of milk and honey, lets go there!”

Jesus refugee Christ in a warzone.
Do these people have advisers? Do these advisers have a functional brain and/or sense of reality? Let alone a degree in psychology? I know I don’t have one, but I’d go to the land that ADVERTISES not to come.

Clearly a lot of effort and cash went into making these anti-adverts, and that means, they got to hide something, don’t want to share.
I need to go there!

Dear ministry of foreign affairs in Austria, step down.
All of you.
Now.

The refugee crisis won’t be solved by running anti-adverts for Austria in the countries where many of the refugees come from. Help ending the wars. Then the refugees will go home, or stay there.
Simple. Takes more effort, but the solution is really simple…

Take care,
A.

Crappy Birthday in August

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If you are an adult, or old enough to conduct business, and you find yourself willing to spend almost 300 bucks on a piece of log – don’t. Find yourself some friends who will beat you with rolls of fifties, in case you’re ever tempted again.

Seriously.
A piece of a log! The audacity of these people!
Other than cutting it into pieces, stripping it of its bark and putting some finish on it – there was no work involved. It didn’t go through the hands of a skilled craftsman, a master of his class, who laboured away for countless days and weeks, until a masterpiece was created, warranting the price.
No.
The acacia grew all by itself, just to end up as a stool, that isn’t even outdoor useable.

Think about this again with me:
299.99 euro for a more or less untreated piece of lumber, the most natural resource you can get. And you can’t put it into outdoor use! A piece of a friggin tree!
How much more outdoor can you get? But the finished product – nope!

Twenty years ago, 1995, if someone would’ve had the audacity of trying to sell pieces of lumber like that, for prieces like this – we would’ve beaten him to death with the piece of lumber…

Anyway. This is my birthmonth, this is my gift.
Crappy Birthday, people! 😉