Turkish authorities close a german school in izmir
Turkish authorities have closed according to official data, the german school in izmir. principal dirk philippi said the german press agency on saturday, a delegation of the local education authorities, accompanied by about a dozen police officers have visited the school on thursday and “in writing and stated orally”, the “legal basis is missing”. the school had then been sealed. the lessons – interferes with the action;it’s summer vacation. the affair could, however, cause new tensions between the germany and turkey.
“am i a rock, that it is a temporary closure,” said philippi. there is a permit from the turkish ministry of foreign affairs, which meant that the school in the west point, turkish izmir as a branch of the german embassy in ankara will be allowed to operate. “it may be simply that the education authorities and the documents to be missing.” there was a lively exchange of “at all levels”, the voice of him “very positive,” said philippi.
The foreign office confirmed the closure of the school by the regional authorities of the ministry of education. the turkish the government will be prompted to immediately explain why, it was said in berlin. the german schools in turkey were a essential element of culture – and education policy relationships between the two countries.
According to the website of the federal government about german missions in turkey is a “branch of the private school of the german embassy in ankara”, which was founded in 2008. it is a comprehensive school. the information provided by the school principal, according to about 180 children go to the school and in the affiliated kindergarten.
Berghain: “hello soul, come with me to purgatory, there you have it good,”
So, the panoramabar and the berghain is. the place will remain in your system. no matter where you are. no matter when you’re where. even if you shovel years later, on the pacific ocean in an extremely expensive sushi restaurant kale salad in you and your céline shoes every couple of minutes to consider what to recommend in the other, because you could fall salad on the feet. if someone whispers the word “panorama bar” in the ear, ringing it with you. and this ring creates a collapse of the system. a reminder of your time in purgatory. on a trip into a parallel world, with the you’re not immediately clear come. the berghain is a church, a modern-day religion. so how ayahuasca without a shaman. like yoga but without the stretching pain. the berghain is a way to let themselves out. and together with others. this is what makes a religious experience.
It’s been going on with the theme of time. if you were once there, showed you the berghain, that time is an illusion. and that has anything to do with drugs. it has to do with the procedure, in your soul, because while you’re in berghain, is surgery on your mind. after that, it’s not the same. the berghain shows you a utopia (something nice) and a dystopia (the horror, the beautiful is heading), and at the same time, in the same breath. so you have to cope. it is the place that shows you your fantasies, and if you looked at these fantasies, or even of their lives, you have to always be very clear with you come. to do this, you have to be ready. to protect yourself from this moment, a little bit, there are in the berghain, no mirror. nowhere. because the berghain don’t want you to look at in a moment, in the face.
The berghain am wriezener bahnhof since 2004, its predecessor, the club “ostgut”, the michael teufele and norbert thorman 1999 as a primarily gay techno club founded. from this time, also the concept of the building comes from: upstairs in the panorama bar to celebrate to house, below, is danced to techno. the sound is harder, faster, clearer, the audience in the rule.
The berghain is, therefore, a place with tremendous beam power, the whole world has heard of it – of this egalitarian mini-state minor debauchery, of this burning-man-the situation in east berlin. from this place, as it happens with so physically, which means, however, that all have sex all the time, even if there is a possibility. dancing also. lose yourself anyway. the berghain does not fit perfectly in a time in which one worships the exotic vegetables such as green cabbage (i’m me), the first view is in the morning to the iphone, in which one is willing to swallow, for the purpose of self-analysis, psychedelic drinks, instead of sitting for years in the therapist. since modern man to balance needs something concrete. maybe even something spiritual. the berghain is possibly one of our replacement church on sunday?
For worship today, it is already too late, but for the berghain, i’m still good at the time. it’s sunday afternoon, 14.20, primetime is, so to speak. many who do not want to make it through the night, or can, stand up on sunday morning at ten o’clock, breakfast a bit ordinary and then strengthened into the berghain dance. i have prepared myself, with cereal, juice, and cappuccino. but what should i wear?
Earlier, at the catholic sunday, went it comes to dress. my mother used to wear, for example, always high heels in the church, because god and jesus saw it, if you made makeup, and in the mass came. for the berghain that is not possible.
So i put on a black, tight cotton dress, after all, in mykonos, bought. an old, expensive bomber jacket. i had not hetero studied a couple of blogs, which is what you should wear and keep me in mind: glamorous, not too queer, too – which may also mean always. it advises me that i should alone go, do not speak english and a lot of black bear. i remember the funny raver-girl from estonia, who were with me in the queue in front of the berghain. they had a kind of glitter-ass antlers on your jeans, what is sven marquardt, the bouncer with all the piercings in the face, liked it after all, so much so that he hineinbat friendly i enjoyed.
The queue at the entrance holds today in borders. it is hardly spoken, the closer you get to the bouncers, the quieter it will be. the guy with the big glasses on the bar stool gives me a nod to understand that he gives me the intake, immediately my adrenaline level rushes upwards. i let my phone’s camera, with the point of pasting and passing the check the safety. the search is more thorough than at the airport. the woman frisk my bra; around it pressed against my butt, who knows what i could have everything.