Amager Strand beach in Copenhagen today |
I’m not
sure why but every summer, as soon as the sun comes out, I seem to get struck
down by the flu. This year was no different and I spent the last few days
sweating it out on the sofa rolling around and groaning and generally being a burden.
Today I at least felt well enough to go on a stroll to the nearby beach in the
afternoon. The weather, by Danish standards, was a scorching 26C (about 80 Fahrenheit)
and the beach was busy with people. It occurred to me as I walked that Denmark
has practically the perfect climate. Sure, people like to moan about it during
the long dark winters, but spring, summer and autumn tend to offer all the
seasonal joy that winter lacks. What’s more, summers are increasingly hot and
and sunny peppered with bursts of rain, meaning that things grow remarkably
well.
As I
strolled along I was pondering Jim Kunstler’s latest post which concerned the
financial crisis in Europe. I like reading his blog and books, and I recently
finished World Made by Hand, which I thought was pretty good. He knows how to
play to the gallery though and his blog posts are well-written tub thumpers. In
the latest one he was praising the good things about Europe but generally
making the point that we are about to be wiped off the map (‘we’ being some
half a billion individuals from about 50 different and wildly diverse countries).
He further
made the point that nobody in Europe really seems to care about this fact – and
on this point I’d have to agree. I have little idea about how people feel in
most European countries about the looming crisis, but I do have a fair idea
about how they feel in this little backwater and the fact is this: people don’t
care one bit. I’ve lived here since 2008 (and I also lived here once before)
i.e. when the crisis first broke, and I’m still waiting to meet the person who
actually brings it up in conversation. It’s as if nothing is happening – this is
the land of the anti crisis. Along the street where I live I can see that
nearly every family has bought a new car within the last year, they still take
holidays in far-flung destinations and are taking out new loans like there is
no tomorrow.
I would
even venture to say that people here say they’ve never had it so good. The
newspapers, as ever, are full of ‘Denmark/Copenhagen is the best in the world for
X’ (X being gourmet restaurants, life satisfaction, standard of living, designer
furniture, foxy chicks or any other measure of upper middle consumer class penis envy) and people lap it up and believe
it and gush about it endlessly over their mojitos in swanky bars with silly names. Still, I’m not going to go down the road of talking about why all this gets
my goat (I’ll be writing all night) but I am beginning to wonder whether anyone
here actually realises there is an ill wind blowing out there beyond the horizon that will have a similar
effect on people’s standard of living to that of a tornado on a Midwestern town
made of rickety wooden buildings.
Let’s take
a look at the country’s leading ‘serious’ broadsheet newspaper Politiken. Going
by their website from top to bottom, and working on the assumption that more
important news should be at the top, this is how the headlines currently stack
up.
1. (Celebrity) restaurateur in conflict with
union over staff conditions
2. Cultural inheritance of Syria under threat
3. ‘The Sleepwalking Cannibal’ movie is a flop
4. Harald Bluetooth caught up in
political spin at Jelling Stones
5. Boy fishes human skull out of lake
6. Mother and daughter found living as
hoarders
7. ‘Short life’ dating can have you in
handcuffs within an hour
8. See the world’s best airport (not
Copenhagen, for a change)
9. Dreamteam boys open new cocktail bar
10. Coalition politics story
11. Cameron’s spin doctor in trouble
12. Mourinho (football manager) could earn superstar wages
13. Hackers target union website
14. Debate: Danish men losing out in
relationships
15. Another football story
16. New iPhone 5 could be the best yet
17. Turn your GPS off to improve your
memory
18. The best plants to put in the garden
at your summer home
19. Is nail polish dangerous?
20. Swede convicted of murders
21. Danes head to Olympics
22. USA’s first female astronaut dies
23. Danish badminton players hope for
medal
24. Film reveals ‘bedroom coders’
25. Readers: Denmark’s loveliest gardens
26. Priests stress during Sunday sermons
27. Boring Tour de France saw viewers
turn off TVs (translation: Denmark didn’t win it)
28. Another football story, this time
about Milan
29. Picture’s from Norway’s massacre
memorial day
30. Eurozone talks terms with
Moody’s
32. Tourists not willing to stay in
unfamiliar beds
33. Perfume, booze and sweets are put in
tax free bags
34. Fried chocolate bars are a cult hit
in the land of the kilt
35. Danish coffee mogul surveys his
kingdom
So there
you have it. Of the top 35 news stories only two of them relate to the fact
that the continent is bankrupt, and they don’t even get a mention until number
30. I don't think I'm being too unfair here - it usually pans out more or less the same way. It’s hardly surprising that people here don’t know what is going on ‘out
there’. Or maybe they just don’t care? Denmark has a pretty healthy independent media and
there is nothing even remotely like Fox News here. So why the lack of interest? Answers on a postcard please.
Anyway,
such were my thoughts as I sat on a hill overlooking the beach and the narrow
passage between here and Sweden this afternoon. Are we seeing the same kind of psychology which marked the Phoney War?
This was the period following the declaration of war between Britain and
Germany in 1939. Those who knew that war was coming had been shouting it from
the rooftops for years while the everyday peoples of Britain and France simply yawned and carried on as normal. Nobody could seriously believe that anything was happening that would effect them in any big way.
Over on this side of the North Sea (or the German Ocean depending on whose side you were on) a few months later the Germans invaded
Denmark, much to everyone in Denmark’s surprise (Hitler was a popular figure
here, as he was elsewhere, but he seemed to have overstepped the mark in this
instance). Perhaps that’s how big events play out: the warning signs are there
as clear as daylight but most people ignore them. Let’s face it, most people
don’t have too much interest in complicated geopolitical events, especially
ones that involve finance. It then takes
something big to crack and the sight of soldiers on the streets and empty shelves before people realise
something’s up. By then it’s too late to do anything about it and it just
becomes a case of letting the massive forces unleashed by the tectonic plates
of empire and economics (and now, environment - corn harvest anyone?) to do their work.
But for
now, people are just sizzling on the beach, talking about TV shows and dreaming
about where their next holiday might be. Financial meltdown? Yawn - pass me another Carlsberg, Bent.
(And on
that note I’m off into the Collapsolopolis of Athens and will report back in a
couple of weeks. This time I really am going.)
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Peak n’Oil
Number #4
Morrissey
Okay, okay,
how could I possibly bring Morrissey into this? He's more likely to wailing about his own angst and writing quirky Wildesque numbers about how vicious life can be in a hum-drum northern town than targeting the general human condition (although it's fair to say that I'm in the 'genius' camp when it comes to his song-writing ability). It’s a fair point but his
one stand-out song that should be played as you read the above post is the Lazy
Sunbathers.
A world war
Was announced
Days ago
But they didn't know
The lazy sunbathers
The lazy sunbathers
The sun burns through
To the planet's core
And it isn't enough
They want more
Nothing
Appears
To be
Between the ears of
The lazy sunbathers
Too jaded
To question stagnation
The sun burns through
To the planet's core
And it isn't enough
They want more
Religions fall
Children shelled
(... children shelled? that's all very well,
but would you please keep the noise down low?
Because you're waking
the lazy sunbathers...)
Alright, seeing as we are on Morrissey and The Smiths I may as well include The Queen is Dead. This could be the soundtrack for any scene depicting urban decay and deindustrialisation.