Adventures in Wedding Interpretation

Regular readers may remember that I had an interpreter job at a preparatory meeting for an intercultural civil wedding last month. Well, the wedding was today and because the registry clerk liked how I did my job the last time, I got to interpret at the wedding as well, even though I don’t have the court approval that’s normally required for any kind of legal interpreter jobs.

Like the preparatory meeting, the wedding ceremony also took place in the registry office in the North Bremen neighbourhood of Vegesack. Vegesack is still quite a way off from where I live, but getting there was easier this time. First of all, there was no traffic jam blocking most of the logical routes. And since the wedding didn’t take place quite so early in the morning as the preparatory meeting, I could avoid rush hour traffic as well. Else, my somewhat confused GPS, also didn’t try to plunge me into the river this time. That is, I suspect she was trying to direct me to the damn ferry again (Else seems to think that ferries are the best way to get anywhere), but since I ignored her directions and drove onto the highway instead, Else eventually relented and took me where I wanted to go. Continue reading →

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October Linkdump

At Tor.com, Liz Bourke has a great rebuttal directed towards certain authors of historical fiction and historically flavoured fantasy, who excuse their lack of significant female and GLBT characters as well as characters of colour with “Well, that’s the way it was” and offers plenty of examples.

Paul Gravett offers a history of the Comics Code with illustrations. Found via Charles Tan. Check out the first head of the Comics Code Authority, a very old lady who apparently gave up her whole identity when she got married, since she is only referred to as Mrs. Some Man’s Name. Why is it whenever some sort of voluntary self-control (which is usually neither voluntary nor self-control) is implemented, they always choose the people least likely to actually enjoy the media they are supposed to rate?

While researching something else, I came across this online archive of posters for all sorts of politically left activist events, which gives a great overview of the aesthetics of left social movements in Germany. The same site also offers PDF scans of an alternative magazine from the 1960s and 1970s.

The New York Times has an article about a fashion phenomenon I find problematic (as does the author of the article), namely that there are way too many sleeveless tops and dresses these days. The author of the article pinpoints the origin of the trend for bare arms and sleeveless dresses to Michelle Obama, but at least here in Europe sleeveless outfits have been dominant for far longer than four years. And yes, I find it problematic because I have very broad shoulders and look horrible in sleeveless outfits. Never mind that very few people actually have nice upper arms. Most of the time they’re either too fleshy or too skinny or too muscular or too flabby.

German actor, comedian and entertainer Dirk Bach died today aged only 51. The Spiegel has a longer obituary. In addition to being a very talented actor and comedian, Dirk Bach was one of the celebrities who furthered the social acceptance of gays and lesbians simply by being open about his gayness. Legend has it that he was accidentally outed by his fellow comedienne and friend Hella von Sinnen, who used to share a house with Bach and got so sick of journalists asking when they would get married that she finally answered, “Never, cause I’m lesbian and he’s gay.”

My favourite Dirk Bach skits are not available online, but I quite enjoyed this one where Dirk Bach and Hella von Sinnen engage in misery olympics. Dirk Bach is the short one with the grey wig BTW.

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Two Fires and a Linguistic Oddity

Early this morning, Bremen suffered two arson attacks in the same neighbourhood, in the very same street even. The attacks were very nasty, the arsonist set fire in the stairwells of two apartment blocks. Those are old buildings – both built pre-WWII – so the stairs were made from wood and caught fire quickly. Luckily, no one was killed, though more than thirty people were injured, including nine children and a baby. Even more luckily, they caught the guy who did it. Apparently, he has a history of mental illness and arson.

Because today was a slow news day – after all, the media can’t talk about Peer Steinbrück all the time, particularly since the election is still a long way away – the national news picked up the story of the arson attacks in Bremen. However, I noticed something odd in the national news reports about the fires. For if the reports gave the name of the street where the two fires occurred at all, they inevitably got it wrong.

Both fires happened in Gröpelingen, an old working class neighbourhood that now houses many Turkish families and that has been on the cusp of gentrification for years, but has never quite managed to step over, much to the relief of the locals. The street where both fire happened is called “Gröpelinger Heerstraße”. It’s a very long street and a main thoroughfare besides, so the fact that both fires occurred in the same street is not as remarkable as it sounds at first glance.

However, the national news reports did not speak of fires in the Gröpelinger Heerstraße. They spoke of fires in the “Heerstraße”, which was rather confusing to every local, because Bremen has a lot of Heerstraßen. There is the Gröpelinger Heerstraße, the Waller Heerstraße (really the same street, only it changes names when it passes from one neighbourhood into the other), the Kattenturmer Heerstraße, the Schwachhauser Heerstraße, the Hemelinger Heerstraße, etc… All of these streets are main thoroughfares (and permanently clogged) and have been the main roads leading into the city for centuries.

The word “Heerstraße” translates as “Army road”, because these roads were expanded by the French during Napoleon’s times to allow for the rapid marching of armies. And because the French built a lot of army roads, Bremen has a lot of Heerstraßen. So in order to avoid confusion, every Heerstraße is also tagged with the name of the respective neighbourhood. Hence, the Gröpelinger Heerstraße passes through Gröpelingen (and becomes the Waller Heerstraße once it hits Walle), while the Kattenturmer Heerstraße passes through Kattenturm and so on.

Having grown up in Bremen, it’s absolutely natural to me that “Heerstraße” means “main street” and that the full street name designates the neighbourhood. Hence it never even occurred to me that not every city might use the same practice to name its streets.

However, the use of “Heerstraße” in combination with the name of a neighbourhood as a street name is apparently a Bremen specific feature. For example, Berlin only has one Heerstraße sans neighbourhood modifier (which would probably have gone on the list of reasons why Bremen is cooler than Berlin I kept in my teens along with “Berlin is only 750 years old – even our fair is older” and “Berlin doesn’t even have a first league football team”). Hence, the national media automatically assumed that the “Gröpelinger” in “Gröpelinger Heerstraße” was just a modifier rather than part of the street name, so they omitted it.

Here’s one example from the RTL TV news. The commentator speaks about fire breaking out in the Heerstraße in the Gröplingen neighbourhood.

Meanwhile, the relevant article from the local newspaper Weser Kurier uses the full name and clearly states that the fires took place in the “Gröpelinger Heerstraße”.

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Tarzan, Sherlock Holmes, Harry Potter, Shreck and The Persuaders and adapting globalized pop culture to local tastes

The Jewish interest webzine The algemeiner (The spelling is theirs) has an interesting article about the Israeli obsession with Tarzan (found via Charles Tan). Apparently, the Tarzan obsession in Israel was so great once upon a time that plenty of unauthorized Tarzan stories appeared in British governed Palestine/Israel penned by local authors. So Amos Oz used to write unauthorized Tarzan sequels – who’d have guessed?

Though the practice of having local writers pen unauthorized sequels to popular imported fiction is pretty common. In the early 20th century, German readers were so hungry for new adventures of Sherlock Holmes and Nick Carter that local authors started filling the gaps when the Romanheft publishers ran out of original stories to publish.

Like the Israeli Tarzan sequels, which had Tarzan smuggle Jews into Palestine or hunt down Nazi war criminals, the unauthorized German Sherlock Holmes sequels were usually adapted to German tastes and reflected the concerns of the intended audience. A few of the unauthorized German Sherlock Holmes Romanhefte – ironically entitled “Aus den Geheimakten des Weltdetektivs” (From the secret files of the world detective – secret because the “real” Holmes never had those adventures) can be seen in the title sequence of Der Mann, der Sherlock Holmes war (The man who was Sherlock Holmes), a German mystery musical from 1937, in which two down and out private detectives pretend to be the real Holmes and Watson and get embroiled in a jewel heist. I always wonder whether the film’s script was a clever play on the fact that the versions of Holmes and Watson that German readers would have been most familiar with in the first half of the 20th century were really fakes tailored to local tastes. That a film like The Man Who Was Sherlock Holmes could be made at all in 1937, let alone starring two of Germany’s biggest stars, Hans Albers as fake Holmes and Heinz Rühmann as fake Watson, is a minor miracle, since the Nazis were highly suspicious of the pulpy entertainment provided by the Romanhefte, particularly disliked Romanhefte with faux Anglo-American heroes (a lot of popular series had to be retitled and germanized to avoid bans) and had an intense dislike of the crime genre (it was deemed “ungerman” and too negative) to the point that very few crime movies were made between 1933 and 1945. The whole film can be seen in installments on YouTube, even with English subtitles. It’s well worth watching even 75 years on and mercifully free of overt propaganda. And Albers/Rühmann are still among my all-time favourite Holmes/Watson interpretations, ranking just behind Cumberbatch/Freeman.

Strict copyright laws have largely eradicated the practice of unauthorized sequels in the West, but it still flourishes in countries that don’t particularly care about western-style intellectual property laws. For example, in China there are dozens of unauthorized Harry Potter sequels, some of which take Harry and friends to China, where they meet characters from Chinese mythology and history. Unfortunately, the New York Times article mainly focuses on piracy, though I for one find it a lot more interesting how characters like Harry Potter, who have become part of the pop cultural furniture of the world, are adapted to Chinese interests.

Meanwhile, Iranians are strangely fascinated by the green ogre Shreck, though they enjoy the local dubs with all sorts of in-jokes and jabs against Iranian politics a lot more than the official Hollywood version. Of course, German viewers still love The Persuaders for much the same reason – because the dubbing just so bloody brilliant. Here are two examples comparing the fairly straightforward original with the much funnier German version. And the great dubbing job by comedian Otto Waalkes has turned the Ice Age series of animated films into a mega-blockbuster in Germany, while the highly acclaimed but very American Pixar movies are much less popular. American adults gush about Pixar movies all the time, but I’ve never heard a single German adult gushing over a Pixar movie and met plenty of German adults who don’t like them (I can’t see the attraction myself).

The big question is why a work of imported culture catches on in one country but not another? This question is surprisingly difficult to answer. After all, Ice Age is not the only animated film that Otto Waalkes has dubbed, his voice is also heard in Mulan and yet Mulan is not nearly as popular as Ice Age. And while the dubbing of The Persuaders is brilliant (during reruns I sometimes still sit there, my mouth hanging wide open after a particularly smutty innuendo, and stammer, “Oh my god, I can’t believe that they just said that on TV and back in 1972, no less.”), German dubs of the late 1960s/early 1970s were often innuendo laden and very funny. Indeed, I have only lately realized that the reason why I can still watch and enjoy the original Star Trek, while The Next Generation and later spin-offs drive me up the wall, is that the original series was dubbed in 1960s/1970s style and has a lot of funny banter, which somewhat masks the earnestness, of which Star Trek suffered in occasion. The Next Generation and the other spin-offs were dubbed in a style that stayed closer to the source material and therefore were a lot more ponderous and earnest. But though a lot of shows in the 1960s and early 1970s had a funny dub, sometimes even by Rainer Brandt, the mastermind behind The Persuaders dub, it’s The Persuaders that’s still regularly rerun, while many others languish in the archives.

As for why Tarzan, though a world-wide hit, struck such a chord in British governed Palestine and later Israel, the author of the algemeiner article believes that Tarzan caught on, because the nature boy image of Tarzan matched the way that the nascent state Israel wanted to view itself. Plus, plenty of people in Israel assumed that Johnny Weissmüller was Jewish (though he probably wasn’t), ergo Tarzan was one of them.

But it seems to me as if there is an enduring fascination with Tarzan in the whole Middle East, not just in Israel. I have remarked before that I get a whole lot of websearches for “Tarzan sex” (which lead to this post, which is one of the most popular on this site) and these searches tend to come from the Middle East. Not so much Israel, most “Tarzan sex” searches come from Saudi Arabia, Lebanon and Yemen are Tarzan fans as well. So for some reason, Tarzan seems to strike a chord for many people in that part of the world, regardless of political, cultural and religious differences.

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Stories from “Murder in the Family” now available as standalones

A few weeks ago, I announced Murder in the Family, a collection of short crime fiction. Sales haven’t been all that great, so I decided to offer four of the stories in the collection in standalone editions for 99 cents apiece as well.

So if you want to give my crime fiction a try and don’t want to shell out for the whole collection, here’s your chance:

Honeypot
HoneypotPeter Simmons is everybody’s favourite neighbour, always willing and eager to help. But he’s also a man of roaming hands, a man who won’t take “no” for an answer, a man who takes whatever he wants, whether it’s cookies from a jar or the sweet as honey single Mom who moved in next door. But sometimes, getting caught with a hand in the wrong cookie jar can be deadly…

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Family Car
Family CarAlex got to keep the minivan, but lost the family he bought it for, his wife Helen and little daughter Sandy. But though Alex has long fallen out of love with Helen, if he was ever in love with her in the first place, he would never give up his daughter. And sometimes, murder is a cheaper solution than divorce…

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Loot
Loot Jack Slater is the worst sort of criminal lowlife, a pursesnatcher who hangs out on cemeteries to relieve little old ladies of their handbags. But when he snatches Eudora Pennington’s purse, Jack gets far more than he bargained for…

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Thirty Years to Life
Thirty Years to Life Thirty years ago Jimmy Donnelly was sent to prison. Now he’s free again and eager to finally avenge himself on Detective Charles Maryham, the man who put him behind bars. And then there’s Maryham’s beautiful wife Carla, the subject of many of Jimmy’s wet dreams back in prison.
But thirty years is a long time. And sometimes, it’s too late for vengeance.

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George R.R. Martin interviewed on German TV – and a bit about Fifty Shades of Grey and its influence on the romance genre

This made my day yesterday. German literary critic Dennis Scheck interviews George R.R. Martin. Watch out for Martin talking about readers complaining about sex scenes, but not about graphic violence.

Dennis Scheck also points out that A Song of Ice and Fire is twice as long in German, namely ten books to date rather than five. The reason is that an English text translated into German tends to be approx. 20 percent longer than the original. This isn’t much of a problem with short stories, but can quickly add up with Martin sized doorstoppers. Hence it is common practice for German publishers to split very big fantasy novels in two for translation. Robert Jordan’s/Brandon Sanderson’s Wheel of Time cycle, already a monster of a series in English, is twice as monstrous in German.

Are those by any chance figurines of the characters in the background? In that case, me want. Some of them at any rate. I wouldn’t want Joffrey, Theon Greyjoy, Littlefinger or Gregor Clegane in any form.

Dennis Scheck is the only one of our major literary critics who’s genre friendly and who sometimes plugs genre novels (e.g. Susanna Clarke’s Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell and Patrick Rothfuss’s The Name of the Wind). But I still wonder how he managed to persuade the TV station to broadcast a ten minute interview with a fantasy writer. It’s not even that they’re trying to plug the Game of Thrones TV show, since that airs on a different channel. Still, a great interview and it made up for the fact that the other interview in the show was with an incredibly unlikable woman whose novel is nominated for the German book award. She’ll probably win, too, cause it’s exactly the sort of book that always wins.

Dennis Scheck’s comments on the top ten books on the German bestseller list were about the non-fiction list this month, so we did not get to hear his caustic comments about Fifty Shades of Grey. Though his comments on the top ten non-fiction bestsellers are still well worth watching, particularly for the way he calls a memoir about pregnancy and childbirth “a literary abortion”. Honestly, even the grouchiest British and American critics have nothing on German literary critics with regard to caustic comments.

Nonetheless, Fifty Shades of Grey is the book and subject that refuses to die. Now The Opionated Geeks wonder whether Fifty Shades of Grey is destroying publishing. I doubt that it’s going to destroy publishing, particularly not considering that the trilogy is selling extremely well. But it may well harm the romance genre and plunge it back into a world of controlling alpha heroines and virginal doormats that we hoped the genre had left behind with the “bodiceripper” era.

On a related note, The All About Romance blog has a post on the Cinderella fantasy, i.e. a rich hero paired with an average or downright poor heroine, and wonders why this fantasy is so enduring. I’ve already explained at length why the Cinderella fantasy doesn’t work for me in this post. Still, it seems to work for a lot of other people.

Finally, the Emmy Awards have been given out last night. Lots of love for Homeland as well as a miniseries about Sarah Palin and one about two feuding families in the 19th century West, none of which I have seen or have any desire to see. No love for Girls, the HBO show that seems to be the current critical darling of pop cultural commentary, and not a whole lot of love for Downton Abbey (about time) and Mad Men. Meanwhile, my personal favourites, namely the nominations for Luther, Sherlock, Game of Thrones and Harry’s Law, did not win. But then, I’ve known for a long time that Emmy voters have very different ideas of good TV than I do.

Though judging by the wins for Homeland and that Sarah Palin miniseries (and Breaking Bad, too, though I hate that show), the US finally seems to have overcome the nostalgia obsession that marked last year’s Emmys and Oscars.

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Oktoberfest Linkdump

Even though it’s still September, the original Munich Oktoberfest started today with the traditional tapping of the first beer keg by the mayor of Munich and also kicked off the autumn fair season in Germany. Personally, I prefer our own Bremer Freimarkt, because it has just as many rides, a wider spectrum of culinary specialties and fewer violence and drunkenness issues (though it’s been getting worse here as well since the mid 1990s with ever more people already arriving at the fair heavily drunk). And fewer dirndls, probably because you’d freeze if you’d try to wear a dirndl to the Freimarkt, which takes place in late October and is usually cold. Freimarkt is usually the first time I wear gloves again.

As the post title indicates, I’ve got a bunch of links for you today: Continue reading →

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Read Like a Pirate

September 19th is International Talk Like a Pirate Day.

So if ye landlubbers be lookin’ for some piratey reads, we be havin’ what ye be lookin’ for. Cause here at Pegasus Pulp, we be havin’ two piratey tales for sale.

Hostage to Passion be a tale of English pirates – err, patriots – fightin’ the Spaniards for the glory of good Queen Bess. And the bravest and boldest of them pirates be Sir Nicholas Harcourt, who also be known as The Falcon. There also be a beautiful Spanish maiden, Doña Rosaria, who be captured by Sir Nicholas. And swordfights, piratey action and hot an’ sweaty piratey sex. Truly, this tale be havin’ it all.

Our second piratey read be Rites of Passages, a tale of pirates on another planet, a planet with two moons at that. Me shivers to think what that be doin’ to the tides. Rites of Passage be the story of Philon and Arianna, the scions of two pirate dynasties. Philon be lovin’ Arianna, but Arianna, she be lovin’ the sea more. And did I tell ye, matey, that they be havin’ two moons on that planet. Arr.

So what are ye landlubbers waitin’ for? Get yerselves over to the Amazon or the Kobo or them other trading posts. And don’t be forgettin’ to bring yer doubloons, cause we be pirates and not a charity.

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Harvest Festival 2012

First of all, Elizabeth Baxter interviewed me for the Sunday Spotlight at her blog Small Blonde Hippy. Come on over and say hello.

In other news, this weekend was “Erntefest”, i.e. the Harvest Festival, in my semi-rural suburb of Bremen. And as every year, local clubs and organisations celebrated the Harvest Festival with a parade. You can see my account of last year’s Harvest Festival here by the way.

I also took some photos, which you can see behind the cut: Continue reading →

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The Twilight of the Fax Machine

I’m one of the very few private citizens who still own a fax machine. In fact, I’m not even sure how many businesses still own a fax machine, since the fax machine is large obsolete these days, when only a few outliers still use fax machines.

Unfortunately, one of those outliers is one of my translation customers. The gentleman is close to pensioning age and does not do computers. Until today, this has never been a problem. If the customer needs something translated, he pops it into his fax machine and sends it to me. And since this gentleman does not do computers at all, he sometimes sends business correspondence handwritten on draft paper. Doesn’t much bother me, I translate almost everything, even if it’s written in lipstick on toilet paper (though I charge more for source texts in hard copy or difficult to handle formats). I do draw the line at used toilet paper, though.

Of late, however, my fax machine hasn’t been functioning properly. I can still send faxes, but the paper feed has been whacked out of alignment, so I can no longer receive them. I already had the problem fixed once, but now it’s back again. Not that it matters much, because hardly anybody uses fax machines anymore. Except this one customer and I certainly don’t want to buy a new fax machine (if you can even buy them anymore) just for the sake of this one customer. Besides, he had started having other people send e-mail for him, so all appeared to be well. Until today, when said gentleman decided that he very urgently needed a translation (it’s always urgent with him) and found that he could not fax it.

“Could you maybe have your wife type or scan it and mail it to me?” No, the wife was away for several days and he had no idea how to operate a PC or send an e-mail. And asking a coworker was not possible either, because of course the guy needed his urgent translation on a weekend. Finally, I promised I’d check whether he could send his fax to anybody else, who could then forward it to me.

So I called the one neighbour who I thought might have a fax machine. The neighbour laughed at me, “Uh no, I don’t have one. Who still uses a fax machine these days?” Undaunted, I called another translation customer who’s a coworker of that guy. Again the answer was, “No. Who needs a fax machine?” The coworker also suggested that the gentleman with the very urgent translation simply use his smartphone (apparently he does own one) to take a picture of the paper and mail that to me. Only that he didn’t know how to do that either.

I finally called up the gentleman with the very urgent translation again to tell him that I would ask my Dad to take a look at the machine on Sunday (not that it will do a lot of good) and that I would then get back to him. I have still no idea how to handle that. I guess he’ll either have to wait until tomorrow to get a coworker to e-mail his text or bring it to me in person.

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