Summer Will Come; Worth Making Plans

Have you thought recently about Blessed Radim Gaudentius, half-brother of St Adalbert and Archbishop of Gniezno from the year 1000? No? It is worth doing, especially if you are also making plans for after the summer. Then it is worth remembering St Callixtus too: a slave, pope and martyr from the year 222. It is best to encompass them in a single thought. Among those making important economic decisions at state-owned companies, it has become customary to determine whether something can be done before ‘St Callixtus and Gaudentius’ or not.  

There may be ‘something to it’; an election of some kind is apparently due in June. And after that, who knows? Only the Saints of the State, working full-time, in the very Centre—in Brussels.

The centre always pretends to be better ordered. At the centre, everyone works diligently, has extremely important duties and conscientiously performs the tasks entrusted to them. And the margins? What lies at the edges, on the periphery of the field of vision, what is marginal, defies description. Extraordinary things happen in the margins. The margins are like the Wild West. Laws made in the capitals do not apply there. The laws of logic cease to operate. At the margins, objects meet that display surrealist convulsive beauty.  

What connects St Paul, strawberries, a sword and daisies? The same force that connects an umbrella and a sewing machine in Lautréamont. Try to tag such a picture so that AI can ‘understand’ it.