Förbjud fantasier. Eller låt oss åtminstone prata om det.

Fantasin står inte högt i kurs bland svenska politiker och debattörer. Två exempel från de senaste dagarna (plus ett till):

1. Förbjud sexuella fantasier

Andreas Gustavsson, chefredaktör för Dagens ETC, skriver en ledare om det problematiska med att porrskådisar har sex utan kondom. Dvs de producerar en fantasi för porrkonsumenten, fantasin att ha sex utan kondom.

Visst finns ett arbetsrättsligt problem i själva “tillverkningen”; aktörerna riskerar ju att smittas av en sexuellt överförbar sjukdom, även om porrskådisar tillhör de mest testade människorna på jorden.

Men nu är det inte detta arbetsmiljöproblem som Andreas Gustavsson kritiserar, utan att porren, den kondomfria, gör människor till “projektionsytor”. Han avslutar texten:

Ska vi nu veva porrdebatten ytterligare ett varv, låt oss då diskutera om vi vill att fantasier ska värderas så högt, sväva oantastliga ovanför samhälleliga värderingar och verkligheter, om dessa fantasier kräver att människor inte är mer än projektionsytor.

Han är så God, Andreas Gustavsson. Men det är ett högt spel att vilja “diskutera om vi vill att fantasier ska värderas så högt” – WTF? Om vi vill att fantasier ska “sväva oantastliga ovanför samhällets värderingar”. Mein lieber Andreas! Fattar du vad du säger?

Sanna Rayman svarar tydligt på ledarplats i SvD:

Say what? Vi ska alltså diskutera hur det är önskvärt att fantasier ser ut? Reda ut om fantasierna verkligen ska kunna få fantiseras hur som helst?

Mitt svar på den retoriska fråga som ställs av ETC är ett rungande JA. Absolut ska min fantasi få sväva oantastlig ovanför samhälleliga värderingar och verkligheter. Verkligen verkligen ska den få göra det. Helt klart är min fantasi inte en fråga för tidningen ETCs värderingsutvärdering. Och det gäller såklart inte bara min fantasi, utan allas.

(Rayman uttalade sig f ö så här om Destroyer i Fotografisk Tidskrift 1/2011:

“I tidningen var många foton tagna i Asien och regioner i Ryssland, det fanns en hel dimension av kolonialism och utnyttjande av pojkar i fattiga länder som jag fann obehaglig. För mig är det ytterst viktigt att konsten hålls ren från alla former av våld och tvång.”

Där håller jag med henne, man måste skilja på fantasin och den verkliga produktionen av fantasin. Ett arbetsmiljöproblem, som sagt. Vad hon hade för inblick i produktionsförhållandena för fotona i Destroyer vet jag inte. Noterar bara detta parentetiskt eftersom temat tangerar Gustavssons ledare.)

2. Förbjud uttalanden som romantiserar droger

Javisst. I en debattartikel som fått rubriken “Inför nolltolerans för drogromantik” skriver Sivert Aronsson (FP) och Kalle Bäck (KD) (min fetning):

Drogromantiken har slagit rot bland svenska ungdomar. Lättvindiga argument som att forskning inte bekräftar några skadeverkningar eller att drogerna inte skulle vara farligare än alkohol tillåts vifta bort de påvisade baksidorna. En socialt ansvarstagande person kan aldrig acceptera att någon ungdom röker sig till ångest, depressioner, oro och initiativlöshet. En ansvarstagande politik innebär därför nolltolerans mot både bruk och relativisering kring narkotiska preparat.

Relativisering. Det är alltså när man säger att vissa droger inte är så farliga. Och det är denna relativisering – dessa uttalanden – som artikelförfattarna vill ha en “nolltolerans”, dvs ett förbud mot.

Visst är de trevliga, dagens ungdomspolitiker? Så här ser riksdagskandidat Aronssons hemsida ut:

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Rubriken: “FÖR MORAL OCH ANSVAR”

Underrubriken: “FRIHET, RÄTTVISA OCH MORAL”

Jo, vi förstår att moralen är viktig. Frågan är var friheten kommer in i förslaget om nolltolerans mot drogromantik. För att inte tala om yttrandefriheten. Trevlig kille. Han verkar ju i alla fall ha hittat rätt parti för sitt moraliska korståg, dvs Folkpartiet. (Nej, det där sista var elakt mot Folkpartiet, inser jag. I själva verket skulle väl hans politik passa i samtliga svenska riksdagspartier.)

3. Förbjud porr

Sent omsider upptäcker jag Tomas Hemstads text om att Fi vill förbjuda porr. Något som Fi förnekar i sitt svar. Åh, förlåt. De vill ju inte “förbjuda” porren. De vill “begränsa” den. My bad. Men visst är det lustigt att det som tidigare var högerns hjärtefrågor – att racka ner på och förbjuda allt som har med sex att göra – nu tagits över av vänstern.

U-Bahn-Cabrio in Berlin!

Last Friday I went with Andy and Ryan in the U-Bahn-Cabrio, an open train that takes you on a guided tour in Berlin’s U-Bahn system. You have to wear a helmet.

I think this is a world-unique experience, and it’s apparently very hard to get tickets. They only make the tour late Fridays in August, September and October (I think it would disturb the traffic if they went more often), and you have to book your tickets months in advance. The price is 40 euro per person.

The tour started at 22.20 and lasted about 2 hours including a toilet break in the middle. And it was extremely fascinating. One of my best Berlin experiences. I’ve been to so many theaters and paid similar prices, but this was like the theater of underground Berlin. We went in the tunnels of U5, U8, U9, U6, U7 and – amazingly – U10, which does not exist officially, since that line was never conceived despite they had started to build it. We also went in some service tunnels and shortcuts which connect the lines but are not used for trains with passengers. Sometimes we had to wait for a train to pass. Meanwhile the guide told us the history of the lines where we went.

I was amazed at how clean the tunnels were, and how well-functioning the whole system seems to be. The red line on a white background that you can see on the walls on some of the photos (like an inverted flag of Austria) means that there is no security zone there, so if you stand there when a train comes you will be crushed. The blue lamps weren’t there to give our photos a nice atmosphere, but served as some kind of symbol of how near the next station is (it’s written on the wall, by the blue lamps, I think). The other lamps are usually off, they had turned them on only for our guided tour.

We passed many stations and were met by happy cheers from the people on the platform, since we were probably a quite funny and unexpected sight. We smiled and waved to each other on almost every platform. After all, it was a Friday night and Berlin was in a happy mood.

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Japanese game night

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What we played? Guess once: Mario Kart 8 of course! Four people could play at the same time.

Later in the night (we gamed for 9 hours) we tried some other games, including Tokyo Jungle, GalGun and the one in the last picture: Arcana Heart 3. You know, the game that Swedish distributors took off the shelves because of “suspected child porn”. Haha, or something.

Bonus photo

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Yusuke and Daisuke preparing an Arcana Heart 3 battle back in January 2013, as Yusuke was visiting Berlin.

Andy als Pilot für einen Tag

It was perfect weather for our friend Andy to enjoy his birthday present, to be a pilot for one day! On an airfield in Strausberg (50 minutes from Berlin by S-Bahn), Andy got detailed instructions from his co-pilot Gunther before they entered the little Cessna 152 together and took off.

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Saint Seiya

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Yesterday I watched the first episode (of 114) of Saint Seiya, a famous anime from the 1980s. It reminded me of a male Sailor Moon, or a science fiction version of Ashita no Joe (no other relation than that some of the fighting scenes seemed inspired by this legendary anime – and now that I check, I realize that Saint Seiya in fact is directed by Shingo Araki, who had his breakthrough with Ashita no Joe!)

I loved it from the start. It’s hard not to when it starts with an intro like this:

When evil reigns on earth, hope will appear: Saints.

Long ago Goddess Athena was protected by a group of boys. They were called Athena’s Saints.

The boys used their bodies as their weapons: Their fists could rip the sky. Their feet could split the ground.

Now, these boys full of bravery, spirit and strength have been reborn on Earth – as Saints.

The protagonist is Seiya Pegasus, 13 (pictured above). He is 165 cm tall and weighs 53 kg. And now that I added the picture, I realize how much he looks like Joe. This is gonna be good.

Hiking in the Tatra Mountains

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Alright then, one more vintage travelogue, this one from 2003:

Three days, two virgin hikers, one backpack. It was a very improvised trip and it was hard to find accommodation. We had to switch hotel every night. But it didn’t matter. It was a great hike.

July is for biking

Last year I reported on almost reaching 1000 km on my road bike during July 2013, before I was downed by food poisoning.

Guess what, I was downed this July too. By a fever. But not until I had reached 1000 July kilometers, or 1004 to be exact – yippee!

In fact, the fever was probably a result of my careless biking in the sun last Saturday. I had only planned to do a short (~80 km) morning tour, but got inspired and continued until 130 km, with burned arms and legs as a result. Stupid! Then I did some other things too – including biking 70 km the next day – and then my body sent me a message by sending me to bed. It was one bad day of fever shivers (38,5) followed by one day of weakness and dizziness (morning temp 37,7). Today I’m well again (morning temp 36,3) but decided to rest anyway.

And here are the charts:

1. Kilometers to date

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Isn’t it sweet to see how the distance increased each month? Guess this means high expectations for August. (Last year I didn’t bike at all in August, because I was very busy with jobs and preparing for my autumn in Japan.)

2. July cycling log

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As you can see, there are only 12 rides in July, averaging 84 km per ride, so there is room for improvement. On the other hand I’m quite comfortable at this pace and I’m not competing against anyone. Except those guys at Strava of course, look what I just got:

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Reloading

I’ve made a new friend at Tempelhof, which has made the biking more than just biking. He has made me read up on tire science by sending me pdf’s of extremely detailed tire tests, the way only Germans can do them. And tonight I find myself watching an open lecture on bike fitting from UCTV. (Youtube.)

But that’s not all. Inspired by his purchases (new front tire, new computer, pump – all on a budget), I’ve had my own little shopping spree on German Amazon. Here’s just a small part of it, mainly the “digestibles”:

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I’ve invested in a new heartrate monitor, since the old one was so bad that I would have been dead if its data were accurate. In fact, I was afraid I had a heart problem before checking with Google and realizing that loads and loads of people were having the same problem with those old Garmin heartrate monitors. But apparently Garmin’s new 2013 monitor corrects these errors. So that’s another 50 euros for Garmin for failing to deliver the first time.

I’ve also got the cadence sensor to work after 2,5 years. I gave up after the 10th or so attempt when it was new, and it didn’t feel important with cadence at the time anyway. Well, it does now. (No matter the subject, the more advanced features are not important to you when you’re below a certain level. Then you get better, you learn to master the basics, you need more features, want more input – and there you go: cadence sensor.) It was easy to get it to work once I adjusted the magnets a bit, so I probably didn’t try that hard before.

What more? New pants, socks, led lights … That will do for now.

Public art ambitions

Public art 1976

Swedish sculptor David Wretling was an apprentice to Carl Milles. He created “Nya Vingar” (“New Wings”) in 1949. Since 1976, it can be seen in Arlanda Airport’s International Terminal, which opened that year. It was a gift to Arlanda from AB Aerotransport and Svensk Interkontinental Lufttrafik AB. It still stands in a corner of the terminal, as a silent but powerful reminder of what public art once looked like:

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Public art 2014

Nowadays, state-owned company Swedavia runs Arlanda and several other Swedish airports. For the Stockholm Pride Week they invited Hallmark Cards to hold a photo exhibition on the theme “#aproudcity”. Oh, sorry, I erred. It’s not Hallmark, it’s Shutterstock. I mean, Istockphoto. Oh wait. Sorry about that. Of course, Swedavia is exhibiting the works of Sweden’s cutting edge gay artists, the avant garde of today. Can’t you see that? The artistic quality is just stunning.

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“No title”

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“Chill down!”

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I won´t be waiting for true colours

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“On the beach”

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“No name”

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“Sign Language”

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“Shadows”

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“Kyssen”