"Oh, Angela Merkel, the old Stasi bitch who can lick."
[A man in a savvy gray sweatpants, a T-shirt with a completely reasonable free English print, white tennis socks with blue and red stripes and - I admit, it sounds so much prejudice, that it cries out to heaven, but it was so - flip-flops to a vendor at the flea market in Gartow, Wendland.]
Oops! Strong stuff, right?
This sentence will be thinging embedded in a context, so it can be duly appreciated.
The level at which this quote was picked up, offered for sale various computer games. The man who made the quote about falling Merkel wanted to acquire a well-indexed in the foreseeable future PC game that conjured the seller promptly from a box. There was an altercation, during which high-rocked both sides against each other. Basically, there was, however, agree that the government should prohibit any games, not the glorification of violence, which are brought into a relationship with school shootings. Eventually came the sentence.
True soul of the people at the flea market. Stammtisch slogans at the games booth. To make matters worse the man may be served all prejudices - linguistic, visual and olfactory . The real Dittsche!















