Liebe LOGE Freund:innen

Vorwärts schauen ist die Losung der Zeit.

Leider ist Timo Brunke schon wieder letzte Woche. Aber das Erlebnis seines Bühnenauftritts hallt nach wie ein gigantisch-herbales Murmeli-Echo zwischen Matterhorn und Trift-Gletscher.

Und zum Glück geht es weiter mit feinstem Spoken Word in all seinen mitreissenden Formen und Farben.

Jürg Halter (diesen Donnerstag um 8 auf der 5m2-Bühne) ist ein extrem spannender und individualistischer Bühnenpoet. Er lotet Ränder und Abgründe aus und denkt Gedanken, die man bisweilen nicht selber denkt.

Das Loge-Team hofft sehr, euch bald wieder am Helvetiagärtli anzutreffen. Gesund und munter.

Wir freuen uns auf inspirierende Lesungen und erfrischenden Austausch mit Autor:innen und euch!

Herzlichst!

Loge*, 26. Sept. 2023

PS: Der Dummheit mit Argumenten zu begegnen, gleicht dem fruchtlosen Versuch, einem Gläubigen wahr und falsch nahe zu bringen.

(Ralf Rosmiarek)

PPS: Talking about presidents and dictators, Zoe Leonard still suggests the following:

I want a dyke for president. I want a person
with aids for president and I want a fag for
vice president and I want someone with no
health insurance and I want someone who grew
up in a place where the earth is so saturated
with toxic waste that they didn’t have
choice about getting leukemia. I want a
president that had an abortion at sixteen and
I want a candidate who isn’t the lesser of two
evils and I want a president who lost their
who still sees that in
thet, ‚over tuezideimehfnet lays gom „harebt,
who held their lover in their arms and knew
they were dying. I want a president with no
airconditioning,
a president who has stood on
line at the clinic, at the dmv, at the welfare
office and has been unemployed and layed off and
sexually harrassed and gaybashed and deported.

I want someone who has spent the night in the
tombs and had a cross burned on their lawn and
survived rape. I want someone who has been in
love and been hurt, who respects sex, who has
made mistakes and learned from them. I want a
Black woman for president. I
want someone with
bad teeth andan-attitude,
someone who has
eaten that nasty hospital food, someone who
crossdresses and has done drugs and, been in
therapy. I want someone who has committed
civil disobedience. And I want to know why this
isn’t possible. I want to know why we started
learning somewhere down the line that a president
is always à clown: always a john and never
a hooker. Always a boss and never a worker,
always a liar, always a
thief and never caught.