If pre-1945 history is remembered through mighty military chiefs and an Egyptian obelisk, the most visible “lieu de mémoire” from post-WWII history was dedicated to a woman who fought for gender equality and for a united Europe.
After yesterday's heavily feminist Six musical, I wasn't sure what to think about going to see a half-naked Theresa May the next day. However, the show did feature social commentary compatible with progressive sensibilities.
I had been wanting to go to a proper trance/hardstyle party like this for a while - when you go out with classmates, you never end up in a place that plays this kind of music. In light of that, the festival was definitely worth seeing. In fact, it was the first real festival I had been to.
As I was listening to the history of William Wallace, I couldn’t help but think that most countries would probably have a similar gruesome story in their distant pasts. Maybe it’s not about who has the best story, but about who tells it the best.
Men know national borders, but horses do not. Judging by subtle references in Horse Attack Sqwad’s lyrics, Hevoskuiskaaja, V65 and Sylvester Stallion may well fulfil their dream of dying as horses.
