Where there is light….

Shadow and darkness are not far from it. The internet makes no exception. A few years ago, a young woman, not far from where I live, was so unhappy about her life that she searched the Internet for someone to commit suicide with. And with millions of users it is no wonder that she found one. She teamed up with a guy from Denmark, went on a plane and flew to Norway, where both jumped from a high mountain. They did not meet each other in a Bar or on the street; they met each other and even found the location to commit suicide at a place called “Cyberspace”.

This is truly a sad story. I guess there are many more stories like that and there are also horrific stories, such as the one man from Germany that searched the internet to find someone he could eat. He was also able to fulfil his fantasy. Some might remember the news headline back then, talking about the cannibal of Rothenburg.With such stories, some might say that the Internet is a sick, dangerous and pervert place and therefore should be restricted, that certain websites should be forbidden. And if this would make the world a better place, I would be the first one to pull the plug. But who has the right to say what is right and what is wrong? The truth is that such restrictions would not change a thing, in the year 2004 it’s too late for that. The Internet has grown too much.

The more interesting question for me is “Does it makes people sick and pervert?”I would say no, but I have to admit that it makes being sick and pervert much easier. Google, Yahoo, MSN, we all use them to find things we need for work, for university, or simply a recipe for our favourite cookies. But those search engines are used at the same time to find things we wouldn’t even think about. Just like a knife can be used for cutting tomatoes, and at the same time to kill someone, the Internet can be used to do good and bad alike. I guess we all have to live with that fact.

London, short stories – Part one

Satuday, 27th of November 2004

London, what a wonderful city! My friend Seva and I had decided that we would go there for a couple of days. The flight was booked and so was the accommodation, but sometimes, plans change at the last minute. And this was one of those occasions. The passport of Seva had expired about three months ago. Unfortunately, when he realized that, we where already at the Check-In Counter of Ryan Air and the kind Ryan-Air lady refused to let him check in.

What a pity! We were really caught of guard. But when the woman turned to me and asked if I would still go to London I just replied “Of course” without any hesitation. Thinking about it now, I should have taken an extra minute just to show a little bit more sorrow for Seva.

But he was quiet cool about it. We decided to spend the rest of the time before my departure, smoking a cigar outside the airport, recording a message for his friends in London with my camera and making plans for the next trip to England, of course with a valid passport then.

The flight was very pleasant and upon my arrival in London, I was even more pleased to discover that my hostel, “the Ace Hotel” was superb. It had just opened up a couple of weeks ago, the interior was brand new and the staff was very friendly.

The initial plan was to meet with some friends of Seva, but as he was still in Austria, it was my duty to call them and tell them that Seva wouldn’t show up. They where disappointed, but I was invited to join them for night out in a club called “Ministry of Sound” which I happily accepted. So I met this group of Australians and immediately felt like I’ve known them for years. We danced to House music until early in the morning (very unusual for me) and I wouldn’t even return to my hostel until lunch the other day. I also have to admit that this must have been my most expensive night out – EVER!