and you shall be content with stirring up the sentimentalities of the old, rather than be content in capturing the imagination of the young.*
i only write in my mother tongue when i feel too much oppression, when it’s not worth being reminiscent of the years 1772 through to 1939, only then do i use it, and using it weep. i know of the post-colonial stress disorder in western societies, it’s effective use in psychiatry of these societies to curb any ambition of historical reminiscene, i know of the oppression where man integrating into these societies is told to relinquish his mother tongue, i know of these oppressions: and of eastern european "exotica" - you wouldn’t be fooled to expect tigers and polar bears, palms date trees and icebergs to be so close to england! murzynek bambo wita! kopciuszek magda wita! hanzel und gretyl / bambo i magda! but did you know poland is the host nation of the european bison, and the no. 1 tourist destination of storks? oh... polar bears it is.