kaspar könig

Dear Family, Friends and Readers,

new stories from the upcoming world-power candidate or the peoples republic as you want. The story starts immediately at the airport where I found myself with 2 new experiences. First of all the Customs officer has a new machine in front of his desk. During the Passport check the machine starts to blink and asks you the question, “are you satisfied with this service?” 4 buttons I was offered to push during the check and since I hardly had to wait in front of the desk, my choice was sincere and I pressed the outer right button saying: I’m satisfied. I could of chosen the left button No, long waiting or No, unfriendly officer, or yes, friendly service, but since I couldn’t discover a smile on the face of the officer I think I’m satisfied was the right choice. I was happy that i could do something during the check, and who knows, maybe they have my fingerprint now. Anyhow the second experience was 5 minutes later at the baggage conveyer belt. A beagle dog was checking the incoming passengers and their fresh luggage. And shortly after, the beagle sniffed my backpack. Happily enough the beagle isn’t trained for the smell of cats otherwise this would of end differently. No, the neighbour at the belt was less lucky. His 2 apples in his bag where traced, so the fruit was confiscated. Then after one hour waiting, 3 students of the last years workshop took me to school. I was empty and full at the same time at 10:00  o’clock local time. I decided to teach that same day with my jet-lag, a modern excuse for everything so I couldn’t do anything wrong, i thought.
Waw, 13 girls and 2 boys where sitting and waiting for me and I was trying to introduce myself briefly. That didn’t really work, and I had again no idea if the students understood a word or not. (due to the group-dynamics, basically nobody shows a sign of comprehension or no comprehension). Next thing was a one 2 one conversation and that sorted out if the students were able to understand my English or not.

2 hours later we’re sitting in the restaurant next to school, and i just hoped my stomachpaper-folder was able to handle the other food culture as quickly as I wanted. After dinner, the cook and his wife (?) were coming to the table both with a paper-folder. They were doing a customer investigation in order to know if they could improve something. I thought, if this is going to happen every 2 hours with any upcoming action, it’ll be quit intense the feedback I ‘ll need to supply.
I think it might be the  eagerness to make the the one world, one dream to a perfect dream! It seems to be covering the whole city till any remote corner. I’m not dreaming!

I was definitely not dreaming when I saw the daybreak factory the very next day. The excursion was part of the school-programme and my last years students and this years students were mutually on this trip. We arrived after 2 hours of travelling in the dense city traffic to see the iso 9001 certified factory with hardly any workers protection or noise reduction measurements. We were divided in 2 groups and nobody was allowed to cross any yellow line. Not 10 metres later we all crossed the yellow line cause things were obstructing the way. I started to make photos and a sound recording I will be using for one of my next sound-pieces called ISO 9001. The Daybreak factory makes furniture on a low cost basis and I have a pretty good idea why. Not my dream.

Next day, to release the tension, we burried a biodegradable vegetable-bag I brought from c1000 in Holland. I think this will be the right ritual to prove that also a plastic bag can be easily a dream  as long as it feeds the earth.
to be continued…..