About fireworks, under which the prescribed distance is taken from intentions and hopes on the ground.
Fireworks too. About Salzburg. Colorful pops at dark midnight for minimal moments of light in which hardly anyone can see anything. But it’s New Year’s Eve. Every year is New Year’s Eve. And the same thing is done every year. A lot of money is wasted breaking up last night’s blacks. Darkness has been abolished. Always the same, and at the same time there is always speculation about what should, can, and must be different – what is meant is “better”. It is time for something to change …
Accessed on December 31, 2021 at 5:04 am on https://www.sn.at/kolumne/fliehers-journal/notlichter-sprengen-als-stoerenfriede-jede-seelenvolle-finsternis-114778009