Yesterday a devastating incident happened in Denmark.
A 22 year old Dane ammo’ed up and went into “Fields”, a very big shopping mall in the outskirts of Copenhagen. He opened fire. He killed three people and injured others. Three persons are in critical condition as I write this. My thoughts go out to the victims’ families – I feel so sorry for them. They shouldn’t have to go through the grief imposed on them.
The police has stated that the man is “known from the psychiatric system”. It indicates that he has psychological problems. Well, no shit Sherlock. It’s safe to say that there’s something wrong with your head if you grab a rifle, go into a mall and start shooting people. And I honestly have a problem with the statement. Only very few of the people known from “the psychiatric system” would do what that man did. The statement lumps everyone with a psychiatric diagnosis together in one big bowl. But knowing a few people with diagnoses, I know that they’re as different as anybody. They have hopes and dreams like the rest of us.
I read that the shooter uploaded videos to YouTube the day before the shooting. They all had the title “Quetiapin doesn’t work“. Quetiapin is an antipsychotic drug used to treat psychotic conditions, including schizophrenia, bipolar affective disorder and major depression. Doesn’t this indicate that he actually knew that he was on a wrong path? I don’t know. I just can’t help but speculating if he could have been helped before it all turned to fuck, knowing that he actually knew that his medication didn’t help.
And in the meantime, on TikTok, I see young teenagers crying their eyes out, stating that Sunday evening was terrible. Not so much because of the shooting incident itself, but because the Harry Styles Concert the same evening was cancelled due to the shooting. Will the parents please stand up and teach their children about perspective? You don’t die because you miss a concert, but you can literally die if you meet a maniac with a rifle. Get a grip! The world isn’t just about you!
I’m sorry for the rant and for potentially being out of line. My head has not quite got around the fact that something that bad happened here in our peaceful little country.
It’s now mid-June and therefore officially Summer.
Summer is my favourite season, mostly because of the higher temperatures. Summer to me are a lot of things. It’s adios tights and hello sandals! It’s sunglasses and cardigans instead of boots and jackets.
It’s beautiful flowers and pretty bugs. It’s nature’s amazing colours.
Long walks and picnics, sunshine and the odd shower.
Oh – and strawberries! If I had to name one word that symbolized summer, it would be “strawberry”.
Here’s caramel ice cream and strawberries. Super delicious and very Summery! ♥
Summer this year hasn’t been particularly warm here yet. I hope that the temperatures will go up very soon!
What is your favourite season and why? Please share 🙂
A persistent, abnormal, and irrational fear of a specific thing or situation that compels one to avoid it, despite the awareness and reassurance that it is not dangerous.
A strong fear, dislike, or aversion.
Any morbid uncontrollable dread or fear.
Phobias come in all kinds and can affect your life more or less, depending…
I myself have three phobias:
Bathmophobia, which is the fear of stairs. My phobia doesn’t include all stairs, just some. And I don’t know which ones before I am standing in front of them. My phobia only involves walking down the stairs – never up. I can walk down scary stairs if someone walks in front of me so I can’t see them.
Acrophobia, which is the fear of heights. I believe that’s a pretty common phobia. It’s a phobia that doesn’t affect my everyday life much; and it doesn’t involve traveling by plane.
And last, but not least: Odontophobia, the fear of dentists. I have the sweetest dentist, he is really nice. But damn, he is also super scary. I do visit the dentist regularly but I do not enjoy it one bit. I remember once I was there, where he did what dentists do – and he said: “Are you breathing?” I shook my head and he said: “Please breathe!” 😀
Here are a couple of other phobias with weird names:
Hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia is the fear of long words. I wonder why on earth they invented such a flippin’ long word for that excact phobia.
Omphalophobia is the fear of belly buttons. People with omphalophobia might even put a bandage over their own belly button to avoid looking at it. Ompha!
Phobophobia is a fear of phobias. People with this phobia can spiral into a circle of anxiety due to fearing fear itself.
Phobias workshop, just for fun:
What about you? Do you have any phobias? Please share ❤
It’s a lovely day today. The sky is blue and the sun is out. The temperature is around 4 degrees Celsius so it’s cold – but Spring is definitely around the corner. I love Spring. I love to see the trees slowly begin to show a bit of green again and to feel that the sun is getting more powerful. In my country are many sun worshippers. We have so many months of Winter that we really appreciate when the days are getting brighter and warmer.
We went for a walk earlier today. The wind is cold so we’re still wearing mittens, neckwarmers and warm hats when we go out. But it won’t be long before it’s time to jump into a lighter jacket and to put the mittens away. I await that day eagerly.
The war in Ukraine is very worrying. I can’t quite cope with how worried I am inside.
I took these pictures where Danes show their sympathy with the Ukrainian people:
I went to visit a relative in the hospital recently.
I might as well tell you right away: I don’t like hospitals. I love the fact that they’re there and that the staff inside can actually work wonders for sick people. But hospitals in general don’t give me a good vibe.
My relative was in a room with two beds separated by a heavy curtain for privacy. In the next bed was an old lady; I think she was around 80 years old. I sat down next to my relative’s bed and asked him: “How are you doing?” Imagine my surprise when I heard the lady in the other bed answer me: “Well, I am doing just fine, I just couldn’t find my way home, so I had to ask a couple of guys for help!” 😲
I didn’t quite know how to cope with that so I ignored her and kept talking with my relative. But it was so disturbing that she kept answering the questions I asked my relative.
At some point she was wheeled out of the room to have some x-rays taken. When she was returned, I heard her chat with the young dude who wheeled her bed. As they entered the room I heard her say to him in a flirty voice: “I am divorced you know, so I am available”. Her statement remained unanswered, so after a minute she said: “I hope you don’t mind me joking, heh heh…” He muttered something and went off, and she continued talking to herself.
That was a weird experience!
Before I left I had to visit the restroom for a pee. As I was sitting there, I noticed that there was something written on the bin underneath the sink…
It said “Shredding”, as if they actually shred the papers your wipe your hands with after washing them! 😀
Are you shopping on Amazon? If you are, then you know that at the bottom of the front page is a section with items “inspired by your browsing history”. This is where you find stuff similar to what you’ve already bought. For instance: If you buy a frying pan, then Amazon will take for granted that you are actually a frying pan collector and link to frying pan after frying pan – until you buy something else and add that item to the algorithm. But sometimes a really odd item might show up on your list. That happened to me recently – where a can of fine mouse goulash showed up on my list 😲
That made me laugh! 🤣
When I was done laughing I decided to roam for other funny and/or peculiar foods on Amazon. Here’s some of the things I found.
First: “Stuhlgang”, which means “defecation”…
Sausage on a cable drum:
A Christmas calendar with the words: “I don’t care how old I am, I want a Christmas Calendar!”
And speaking of Christmas calendars, here’s one with salami:
And last but not least, Topsy, which is basically a spermatozoon: