Indifference to injustice

Indifference to injustice is more insidious than the injustice itself.
- Cornel West

Väike nalja

“Kas sa oskad ujuda?”
“Muidugi oskan. Ma ujun pärast hästi.”
“Kus sa ujuma õppisid?”
“Rumal küsimus. Vees loomulikult.”


En minut av ilska...

För varje minut som du är arg förlorar du sextio sekunder av glädje. 
Anonymt citat ur Stora talarboken (2010)
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Word play: Willy-nilly

The Washington Post has published the winning submissions to its yearly contest, in which readers are asked to supply alternate meanings for common words. One of the winners is:
Willy-nilly, adj. Impotent.
The English language needs this...

Thanks to the Episcopal Padre!

Cicero om dans

Ingen dansar nykter.
Nemo saltat sobrius. 
- Cicero
citerad i Stora talarboken (2010)
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Intellectual joke

There are two types of people in this world: Those that can extrapolate to find missing information.


Kärlekens pris

Sorgen är kärlekens pris. Vi tänder ett ljus för dig och tänker på dig.
Anonymt citat ur Stora talarboken (2010)
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Det är härligt att vara man, därför att…

... en femdagars semester innebär en liten, nätt övernattningsväska 
Källa: rl.se

Lehdistä poimittua

Vessan varastaneita odottaa pyttytuomio. 
Otsikko Aamulehdessä

Livets spegel

Livet är som en spegel. Allting blir vackrare när du ler. 
Anonymt citat ur Stora talarboken (2010)
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Jar number 47

A new doctor had arrived in town. He could cure anything and anybody. Everyone was amazed with what he could do - everyone except for Mr. Thompson, the town skeptic. Grumpy old Mr. Thompson went to visit this 'miracle doctor' to prove that he wasn't anybody special.

When it was time for his appointment he told the doctor, "Hey, doc, I've lost my sense of taste. I can't taste nothin', so what are ya goin' to do?"
The doctor scratched his head and mumbled to himself a little, then told Mr. Thompson, "What you need is jar number 47." So the doctor brought the jar out, opened it, and told Mr. Thompson to taste it.
He tasted it and immediately spit it out, "This is gross!" he yelled.
"Looks like I just restored your sense of taste Mr. Thompson," said the doctor.
So Mr. Thompson went home.... very mad.

One month later, Mr. Thompson decides to go back to the doctor and try once again to expose him as a fake, by complaining of a new problem.
"Doc," he started, "I can't remember anything!"
Thinking he had the doctor stumped now, he waited as the doctor scratched his head, mumbled to himself a little, and told Mr. Thompson, "What you need is jar number 47, it's..."
But before the doctor could finish his sentence, Mr. Thompson was cured and fled the room.

Thanks to MadPriest!

Kärleken som spel

Kärleken är ett spel där två kan delta och där båda vinner. 
Anonymt citat ur Stora talarboken (2010)
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Sexårsperioden har börjat!

Och så har jag då vid månadsskiftet tillträtt som kontraktsprost!
Jag har t.o.m. redan hunnit med en tjänsteuppgift: att igår assistera vid installationen av Stina Lindgård som gemensam kyrkoherde för Lappträsks svenska och Liljendal församlingar. Tack till alla medverkande!