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Places, Stories, People!

Thank you so much for dropping by. You can read what is on this blog and website thanks to an editor who made this spine-chilling statement years ago:

You need a social media presence!

That phrase can send shivers down the spine of someone who misses analog photography, still has a CD player, and reads books off-screen! However, years ago, an editor told me just that.

So against my nature, I decided to self-promote. I set up a Facebook account and started blogging. I blogged about my life, Paris, my yorkie; all of it became blogging subjects.

It was long ago when you could, without much ado, get people to read a blog about you because you had a Yorkie, lived in central Paris, and led a life some would define as good. Sadly, I left that life behind in 2014.

But I realized the editor was right - social media presence is a must nowadays for any professional. However, it is up to you to find out how you want to do it. And sometimes, you need to fail miserably to find out what you should do.

So, when I was rewriting a novel some years ago - now a project on standby - I began blogging again to have a social media presence. With a touch of arrogance and a pinch of indifference, I threw myself into a world of lifestyle blogging, as it is called.

A waste of time and colossal failure would be an excellent way of describing my performance. The fact was, I had absolutely nothing to say about 10 Steps to Happiness, or Positive Affirmations That Will Change Your Life. So, I dumped the project and decided to be myself.

What is this blog about, then?

Well, I wanted to expose myself in a way that did not generate the same level of self-loathing as lifestyle blogging had done from time to time. If I had to have a social media presence, I wanted to write about things I cared about and knew something about, such as The Lost Generation; relations, operations, and people of the SOE and OSS; narratology (Yes, I know, huge nerd-alert!); my favorite places, stories, and people.

My specific World War 2 interest is Kai Winkelhorn (my grandmother’s cousin), the London crowd, his activities, and heroism during World War 2 when too many stood by and did nothing or willingly joined the dehumanizing, murderous, sadistic, and true evil Nazism was and is, and got away with it.

(Kai Winkelhorn (on the left) & Flemming Juncker (on the right) Frihedsmuseets fotoarkiv (link on photo)

The atrocities committed by the Nazi death-machine were crimes against European civilians and the suppression and destruction of a continent. And not enough were held accountable for their crimes or collaboration in the end.

Nazism persecuted and savagely murdered millions of civilians in Europe – the Jewish communities, the Roma communities, Slavic civilians, POWs, homosexuals, communists, intellectuals, resistance fighters and their families, journalists, the mentally ill, the physically disabled, various religious and political minorities, etc.

And yet today, you can meet people who believe the Nazis weren’t so bad (!) and some who share their beliefs in a, let’s call it, 2.0 version. And in some European countries – e.g., Denmark - Nazism is a legal political ideology.

So, Why Stalking?

“I suppose at one time in my life I might have had any number of stories, but now there is no other. This is the only story I will be able to tell.”

The Secret History by Donna Tartt.

When it turned out that my sad tale of gang-stalking was what drew online attention, my other interests took a back seat, also because this attention seemed to come with an added benefit.

The fact that I went public about my stalking situation seemed to somewhat ruin the monsters’ setup. Suddenly, their actions were exposed, and their libel contested in a way they could do nothing about. The story was out there, getting international attention.

These are not people who are used to resistance. They are used to doing whatever they want to human beings, these same human beings not being able to do anything, because their usual targets are welfare clients. And in Denmark, being a welfare client means that you de facto become a ward of the state with limited human rights. You are at the mercy of case workers, such as the monsters.

Of course, they are still here; who should stop them? The police force? Funny. And they continue their criminal madness, which is easy for them, because too many Danes are devils. And the local devils are dumb as soup.

But pulling a quasi-Sheherazade has worked to a certain extent. What the monsters did in 2019 and 2021, they have not tried again. I am still here, and I am not dead.

And About AI

My blog posts and pages may not be perfect, but they are written by a human, yours truly, and not by ChatGPT, Jasper, or Scalenut.