A strong network
Dear Saarland police officer, imagine you are on holiday in the USA, somewhere in the southern states, on a magical tropical night. Like in Germany, there are autonomous women's shelters. One is guarded by a nice American colleague with doe-brown eyes that smile at you. Exhilarated by the smiles, you go to the nearest bar and have a drink; luckily there are women there who smile at you too. Completely laughed at and with a blood alcohol level of 1.41, you leave the bar. Your colleague is standing in front of you and making clear gestures. You are convinced less by the power of her arguments than by her clear gestures. You can certainly imagine that Danube Swabians in general, anarchists and National Socialists, find it rather funny when Obersturmführer Dr. Sepp Janko or his deputy in 1987 talk about how much fun National Socialism was. All you had to do was put on an SS uniform, draw your service weapon and you were a fervent European. You made clear gestures and spoke a language that everyone in Europe understood. We would also recommend that the fervent party chairman Martin Sonneborn do this three times. Simply put on a party uniform, shoot at the ceiling three times with real ammunition and he would speak a language that everyone understood. In the European Parliament you could then save yourself the trouble of interpreters. As a Saarland policeman, you must not find this joke funny. That is why it is on Satiricon. Should we sing? something like Hazelnuts are black and brown. But this is what happened. There stands a black and brown girl making clear gestures. The same clear gestures that my Dolicinea made at the police station in Völklingen. We would like your belt, please. You hand over her belt. And then the pretty little girl says verbally or with clear gestures: Hands up or I’ll shoot you. They realise that they should raise their hands and then what happened to me in Völklingen will happen. My pants will fall to the floor. I was embarrassed because I had wet my diapers in the meantime. And my Dolcinea wanted to get me to sing. According to the method bad cop good cop. possibly this song Leila Tonight I want to see you again my tanned limbs will stand oh Leila
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