The New Swans Gazette, issue 4

Issue 2, 2016-02-20

Content
Editorial
Craiova guerilla-art-movement strikes again
Poetry
News from Sweden
Film review
Short Stories


Editorial

Time for the 4th issue of the New Swans Gazette. In this issue we will as per usual have some poetry, some news from Sweden and other bits and pieces. The continuation of the story “The Mechanical Man” can also be found.

In this editorial I will talk a bit about groupings.
It can be religion, the police “we don’t inform about each other” or any other grouping you can think of. They all have the mindset, it is between them, everyone else except us, and us, like it is a war. You can see this same phenomena in schools, with the clicks that forms, cool kids against the not so cool kids, you can see it everywhere.
In Sweden the refugees are bunched into a group, “They are just coming here to scavenge on our welfare”. Before the refuges it was anyone living on welfare or even being on sick-leave, “They are living on my tax money,” and in the future it will be some other grouping we direct our anger at.

This is the most dangerous phenomena I can think of, where you stop seeing individuals and only see the group, convicting everyone in that group based on the actions of a few, that is something that scares me. We don’t have to go far back to see where this mindset will lead us, Germany during WW2, Rwanda or the war in Bosnia.

So when I hear anyone saying, “Look we know how they are,” I will always try to say we don’t. But I am only human, with all the faults of a pattern seeking mammal, so I fall myself in the same trap. But I try very hard not to, which I think we all should do. If someone commits a horrible crime, that person is a horrible person, not the persons whole family or even the whole country she/he is from.

So lets form our opinions about any individual, based on the individual itself, and not based on the group we place them in, just because it is so much easier to judge groups instead of individual.

//JMS


Craiova guerilla-art-movement strikes again

The 13th of February, the Guerilla-art-movement of Craiova have struck again. This time, as appearing from nowhere, they put up their exhibition at the Teatrul National MARIN SORESCU in Craiova outside hall Ion. D. SARBU.

Headed by Veronica and Xaara they occupied, for a time, three panels and filled them with art in different styles, projecting different ideas.

This writer loves this concept of art not constricted by conventions or other restrictions, just presenting art for the pure joy of it.

The works are intriguing, presented in a scale down way, avoiding all pretensions. They are perfectly situated outside the hall, to get culture from within but also from without the theatre performance.

I do not know how long it will be up, but if you have chance you should really go and see it, before it again dissipates into the shadows, to reappear at some other place.

//JMS


Poetry

Is it good, is it bad, is it what

I had a good idea today
at least I thought so
until my conscious asked me
“How do you know?”

Thinking about this for a while
in all honest I did not think at all
had my coffee and sandwich with no other thoughts at all
until my mind asked “Well what is your answer?”

Well dearest meddling brain of mine
what are you talking about
making me forget the idea I had
now I know, that is bad

If I just could remember what it was
that thought I had before
someone interrupted my train of thought
is that no life, or is it what?

//JMS


News from Sweden

What food do the elderly pay for

In Sweden, if you are a pensioner, you can apply and get food sent home that you only have to heat in the microwave/oven when you can not cook for yourself.. This food you of course have to pay for from your pension, how much you pay depends on your pension and what municipality you are living in. Lately this food has come under criticism because of its lack of taste, bad quality and so on.

In Jönköping the politicians decided to check the food unannounced and after they had eaten they had only praise for the food and quality of it. The problem was that the people responsible for cooking the food made a special menu with ground meat steaks for the politicians but the pensioners got Pölsa (something similar to the Scottish Haggis). Now Pölsa is not a bad dish if prepared correctly but that is beside the point.

To make a special meals for the people who should check the quality just makes this writer questioning what they are trying to hide, and if they did not want to hide anything, why create a special menu.

Short news

  • A 30 year old women died from a stab wound in Säffle.
  • The flue has struck hard this year, requiring more younger people to require intensive care.
  • A 17 year old Swedish girl, arrested in Wien, has been convicted of planning to travel to IS held territory. She got 1 year of probation.
  • The profit for Volvo has increased with several billion SEK.
  • A mother is in court for trying to kill her baby.

//JMS


Film review

The Wasp Woman from 1959, horror/sci.fi, directed by Roger Corman and Jack Hill

The plot is thin in this film, but in general it is like this. Starlin (Susan Cabot) head of a failing cosmetic company is loosing her looks. She manage to get hold of some manages to get the enzymes from a queen bee that should stop ageing. Starlin takes it and turns into a homicidal bee woman.

The story is thin, the filming is rather crappy and they had no idea on how to get some suspense into the plot. The special effects are as bad as you could make them in the late 50s. So in short it is a bad film, a B-movie if you will.

However I quite like it, a film to watch and laugh at, especially when the killer queen bee-woman preferred way of killings is just to run at the person and, well that is it. The biggest drawback it has as a B-movie is the bad quality of the film. It is grainy, the sound is bad, so it is a bit of a hassle just to watch it.

The grade can only be the lowest, a 0. But if you are a B-movie enthusiasms like me, then it jumps up to a weak, very weak 2 out of 5.

//JMS


Short Stories

The mechanical man

Copyright: Magnus Svanström, 2016

Chapter 1 – the accident, continued

Now Mr Aldershoot, you just calm down, your just in a bit of a chock,” the nurse said as the three of them stood me up. With the sound of joints creaking ever so slightly, I watch myself in the mirror as I am being helped to the chamberpot. A face, scared, one eye replaced with a spinning wheel, the other having what looked like a spy glass staring back at me. My had been my legs showed under the hospital gown I was wearing, some copper alloyed supports where my legs had been. We reach the chamberpot, but I don’t urinate, instead the nurse unbutton my shirt showing the working innards of my body. A marvel of cogs, wheels and a small steam powered plant that moves everything. She twists a valve that expels some steaming hot water into the pot.

Look carefully Mr Aldershoot. Every time you feel the need to pass water you do like this. It is very important or you could flood your system!”
“But, what happened, what…”
She doesn’t pay any attention to my questions, just ask if I understand what to do and how important it is.
“Yes, yes, I understand, just take me back,” which they do.

The nurse goes out, and as she does I hear the inner workings of my body, like a ticking clock and then a safety valve releasing steam, the same way some of those calculating steam driven machines do.
A doctor appears and I know he is one, as that is how he introduces himself.
“Hello Mr Aldershoot, I’m doctor Jones, I hear you are up and about and a little bit distraught by your own appearance.”

What happened to me doctor, why did you turn me into a freak?” I need to know what happened, why they did this to me, I feel the anger boiling up.

The doctor sits calmly, he does not get agitated even though I am, and with his calm demeanour I soon simmer down enough to be able to hold a polite conversation.

Well your father arranged this of course, who else but him could have have provide the technology and the money for it.”

My, my, my father did this to me. For gods sake why and where is he?”

…to be continued.

//JMS