12/8/2017, 1:00 pm
or: The Zigzaggy Life of an Exemplary Apparatchik-2000

Herr Schulz...(it's shooltz; being a Rhinelander, shooltz makes it sioultz.)
~
Schulz.
Not Herr Dr. Schulz. Not Herr college-grad Schulz. Not even Herr finished-his-high-school Schulz.
Gone dropout, he a) went alcoholic, and b) was sent to shrinks for megalomania, and c) finally prenticed in his sister's bookshop.*
Then, obviously destined for higher purposes, he went "into politics". Years later ‒ swoosh! ‒ Herr Schulz is a top-tier EUcrat.
* those Schulzian biographical milestones are publicly known (including his Wikipedia profile, PR-polished).
A dude obviously riding on pure chutzpa, vanity, smugness, and networking (in which he, indeed, is proficient).
Schulz?.. Schulz?.. you ask?
Well, President of EU.. no, no, not exactly...
Uh, President of the EU Parliament.. oh no, has-been, forget it...
Er, Bundeskanzler.. ok, Deputy-Bundeskanzler, err.. candidate for Deputy-Bun.. um, scratch it...
OK, Chair (by 100% votes, no kiddin') of a 20%-electoral-approval Soc Dem "Big Tent" Party.
Huh, nailed it, finally...

A slick speechifier, brimming over with truly cheap platitudes, nothing more.
BTW: 'Schulz' is to German surnames what, say, 'Miller' is to American ones. Yet, ask Googoebbels for 'schulz' ‒ bingo! the one-and-only Schulz is item #1. Same with 'fb schulz', 'twitter schulz' ‒ instantly you land at Apparatchik. (Komrade Amerikkkan, how does your Googoebbels react to 'miller'?)
Being zigzagged to Brussels (20+ years ago) to zigzag up there, Schulz did some financial, uh, zigzagging of EU monies into his own pocket and, cowabunga!, all of a sudden zigzagged (Nov. 2016) back to "Berlin". Official rationale: To salve his beloved (yet badly sagging) Soc Dem club, and ‒ jawohl! ‒ be nominated for election 2017, wherefrom zigzag straight up to Bundeskanzler.
PR organs and MSM started an insane Schulz-hype, approvals went up by some 3 percent, nomination for 2017 was "alternativeless". Election (end Sep.) hyper-humiliatingly lost, Herr Schulz, pounding chest, zigza-morphed heroically into Glorious Leader of a cast-iron Strongest-Opposition-Ever.
Well, well, well. Election over, end November, and no alliance, and no new gov't even more so. Herr Schulz ‒ begged by Soc Dem Genossen, begged by Bundespräsident, begged by Humanity ‒ hyper-drammmatically zigzags side-back-upwards to Most Glorious Savior-Of-Occident. Smells good cards, given that Frau Merkel, with back to the wall and near-psychotically power-mad, can be had. Forward! And so, Herr Schulz speaks out! (just yesterday)

And next he zigzags to Twittler.
Within barely one hour, tweetifies His proclamation.

"Wir" ‒ "Nous" ‒ "We" (as in Wir schaffen das, ja?)
(and why didn't he твитифи twityfował τωεετίφος twitörnå ... in all 24 official EU lingoes, I dunno)

"I" (and, haha, "no threat"... sure UK is back, soon... btw, a forced "refugees" batch, anybody?...)

"civil society", that slippery phrase, pushed into polit-gobbledygook since early 21st century.
2025, added Exemplary Apparatchik-2000. 2025 vee haff US of EU.
Just so. See, Trump, how things are done!
Of course, it's pure buffoonery (with "Merkel talks" in mind). Sure, some mindless "enthusiasm" may shortly be generated. Yet the tone deafness (and sheer absurdity: 2025, period) is stunning. Most likely, the anti-EU stance will get a boost and further spread in (not yet numbed) minds.

(all pics from Internet/press, a touch or two added.)
(one more indicant that these days life itself imitates, nay, exceeds satire.)


Herr Schulz...(it's shooltz; being a Rhinelander, shooltz makes it sioultz.)
~
Schulz.
Not Herr Dr. Schulz. Not Herr college-grad Schulz. Not even Herr finished-his-high-school Schulz.
Gone dropout, he a) went alcoholic, and b) was sent to shrinks for megalomania, and c) finally prenticed in his sister's bookshop.*
Then, obviously destined for higher purposes, he went "into politics". Years later ‒ swoosh! ‒ Herr Schulz is a top-tier EUcrat.
* those Schulzian biographical milestones are publicly known (including his Wikipedia profile, PR-polished).
A dude obviously riding on pure chutzpa, vanity, smugness, and networking (in which he, indeed, is proficient).
Schulz?.. Schulz?.. you ask?
Well, President of EU.. no, no, not exactly...
Uh, President of the EU Parliament.. oh no, has-been, forget it...
Er, Bundeskanzler.. ok, Deputy-Bundeskanzler, err.. candidate for Deputy-Bun.. um, scratch it...
OK, Chair (by 100% votes, no kiddin') of a 20%-electoral-approval Soc Dem "Big Tent" Party.
Huh, nailed it, finally...

(no, not photoshopped ‒ real-life, "meme" campa-provided, E for EU of course)
And in short: a grotesquely overblown gasbag. (that, I believe, is realized by well over half the thinking Germans ‒ even despite the green-red zeitgeist pervading this society since 3 decades.)A slick speechifier, brimming over with truly cheap platitudes, nothing more.
BTW: 'Schulz' is to German surnames what, say, 'Miller' is to American ones. Yet, ask Googoebbels for 'schulz' ‒ bingo! the one-and-only Schulz is item #1. Same with 'fb schulz', 'twitter schulz' ‒ instantly you land at Apparatchik. (Komrade Amerikkkan, how does your Googoebbels react to 'miller'?)

Being zigzagged to Brussels (20+ years ago) to zigzag up there, Schulz did some financial, uh, zigzagging of EU monies into his own pocket and, cowabunga!, all of a sudden zigzagged (Nov. 2016) back to "Berlin". Official rationale: To salve his beloved (yet badly sagging) Soc Dem club, and ‒ jawohl! ‒ be nominated for election 2017, wherefrom zigzag straight up to Bundeskanzler.
PR organs and MSM started an insane Schulz-hype, approvals went up by some 3 percent, nomination for 2017 was "alternativeless". Election (end Sep.) hyper-humiliatingly lost, Herr Schulz, pounding chest, zigza-morphed heroically into Glorious Leader of a cast-iron Strongest-Opposition-Ever.
Well, well, well. Election over, end November, and no alliance, and no new gov't even more so. Herr Schulz ‒ begged by Soc Dem Genossen, begged by Bundespräsident, begged by Humanity ‒ hyper-drammmatically zigzags side-back-upwards to Most Glorious Savior-Of-Occident. Smells good cards, given that Frau Merkel, with back to the wall and near-psychotically power-mad, can be had. Forward! And so, Herr Schulz speaks out! (just yesterday)

And next he zigzags to Twittler.
Within barely one hour, tweetifies His proclamation.

"Wir" ‒ "Nous" ‒ "We" (as in Wir schaffen das, ja?)
(and why didn't he твитифи twityfował τωεετίφος twitörnå ... in all 24 official EU lingoes, I dunno)

"I" (and, haha, "no threat"... sure UK is back, soon... btw, a forced "refugees" batch, anybody?...)

"civil society", that slippery phrase, pushed into polit-gobbledygook since early 21st century.
2025, added Exemplary Apparatchik-2000. 2025 vee haff US of EU.
Just so. See, Trump, how things are done!
Of course, it's pure buffoonery (with "Merkel talks" in mind). Sure, some mindless "enthusiasm" may shortly be generated. Yet the tone deafness (and sheer absurdity: 2025, period) is stunning. Most likely, the anti-EU stance will get a boost and further spread in (not yet numbed) minds.

(all pics from Internet/press, a touch or two added.)
(one more indicant that these days life itself imitates, nay, exceeds satire.)