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Thursday, February 16, 2023
FKK 1925
This FKK man and his horn from 1925 probably portray something
from Germanic folklore, but I don't have a clue as to what.
That looks like a form of alpenhorn. There is wonderful movement in this image, suiting the lithe build of the model. Quite a good study, in a Tyrolean sort of way.
I met some Tyrolean men in Italy, and they didn't look like that. Once they found out I spoke German, the regaled me with tales of how they didn't really like being Italians. I told them they were lucky they weren't Silesians.
In the Risorgimento, Italy seized some southern parts of the Austro-Hungarian Empire in what today would be German-speaking Austria. Mussolini made them change their names and speak Italian. The upshot is that many of them want to join Austria. The only advantage I can see in being Silesian today is that they don't have to put up with another Russian winter.
Post Mussolini, the Italian government got around to making German a quasi-official language in their part of Tyrol. There probably aren't any Germans left in Silesia because they were all either killed at the end of WWII or expelled shortly after it. Karma bites collectively sometimes. I say "probably" because I discovered some secret Germans in Baltic Poland on an extended business trip in the late 1990s. The Poles were happily giving up Russian and learning English, but in the meantime many spoke German because of relationships with East Germany. We used a restaurant to hold business meetings with clients on a regular basis, and after overhearing me speaking German on multiple occasions, the restaurant owner told me he had a secret. With no one in earshot, he said that his family were Germans who assumed Polish identity during the chaos at the end of the war. They spoke perfect Polish and were never fans of the Nazis, so the surviving local Poles who knew them said nothing when the Germans were expelled. The restauranteur added that he knew of other families like his. He brought his elderly mother in later, and I had a fascinating two hours discussing her harrowing wartime experiences.
It was the same story for the Sudeten Germans in Czechoslovakia - at least the ones who got out and weren't shot by the Czechs. A few likewise managed to stay. I wandered into a Scandinavian shop in Marylebone High Street once, looking for inspiration. A young woman came up to me and asked if I needed any help. Her accent was Slav but she was obviously an ethnic German. Having inquired where she was from, I replied, "Oh, Bohemia! Are you going to show me some glass?" My smile and my body language were genuine but my remark went right over her flummoxed head. My companion turned puce with repressed laughter and had to leave the shop.
Die Tyroler sind ein unabhangiges Volk. Zu Hitlers Zeiten waren sie nationalistisch, nicht fur Deutschland, sondern fur eine unabhanginge Tiroler Nation. Einige wurden wegen ihres Tiroler Nationalismus inhaftiert. Luis Trenker gereit in Schwerigkeiten mit den Nazis. Das 'Trentino Alto Adige' von heute, ist fur sie ein sauer Punkt. Botzen und Trient sind wunderschone Stadte, ebenso die Regio Sudtirol. -austriche
Just like the Germans of Alsace/Elsass in France, many of them took French surnames or translated their German names into French to placate local prejudice. I met several when I visited Alsace Lorraine with my dad looking at sites of WW2 that he had fought at. The cuisine there was very German and Alsace is renowned for both beer and wine. Strasbourg was like a German city. Lorraine/Lothringen was definitely more French, and its main city Nancy was like a miniature Paris....:)
That looks like a form of alpenhorn. There is wonderful movement in this image, suiting the lithe build of the model. Quite a good study, in a Tyrolean sort of way.
ReplyDeleteI met some Tyrolean men in Italy, and they didn't look like that. Once they found out I spoke German, the regaled me with tales of how they didn't really like being Italians. I told them they were lucky they weren't Silesians.
DeleteIn the Risorgimento, Italy seized some southern parts of the Austro-Hungarian Empire in what today would be German-speaking Austria. Mussolini made them change their names and speak Italian. The upshot is that many of them want to join Austria. The only advantage I can see in being Silesian today is that they don't have to put up with another Russian winter.
DeletePost Mussolini, the Italian government got around to making German a quasi-official language in their part of Tyrol. There probably aren't any Germans left in Silesia because they were all either killed at the end of WWII or expelled shortly after it. Karma bites collectively sometimes. I say "probably" because I discovered some secret Germans in Baltic Poland on an extended business trip in the late 1990s. The Poles were happily giving up Russian and learning English, but in the meantime many spoke German because of relationships with East Germany. We used a restaurant to hold business meetings with clients on a regular basis, and after overhearing me speaking German on multiple occasions, the restaurant owner told me he had a secret. With no one in earshot, he said that his family were Germans who assumed Polish identity during the chaos at the end of the war. They spoke perfect Polish and were never fans of the Nazis, so the surviving local Poles who knew them said nothing when the Germans were expelled. The restauranteur added that he knew of other families like his. He brought his elderly mother in later, and I had a fascinating two hours discussing her harrowing wartime experiences.
DeleteIt was the same story for the Sudeten Germans in Czechoslovakia - at least the ones who got out and weren't shot by the Czechs. A few likewise managed to stay. I wandered into a Scandinavian shop in Marylebone High Street once, looking for inspiration. A young woman came up to me and asked if I needed any help. Her accent was Slav but she was obviously an ethnic German. Having inquired where she was from, I replied, "Oh, Bohemia! Are you going to show me some glass?" My smile and my body language were genuine but my remark went right over her flummoxed head. My companion turned puce with repressed laughter and had to leave the shop.
DeleteDie Tyroler sind ein unabhangiges Volk. Zu Hitlers Zeiten waren sie nationalistisch, nicht fur Deutschland, sondern fur eine unabhanginge Tiroler Nation. Einige wurden wegen ihres Tiroler Nationalismus inhaftiert. Luis Trenker gereit in Schwerigkeiten mit den Nazis.
DeleteDas 'Trentino Alto Adige' von heute, ist fur sie ein sauer Punkt. Botzen und Trient sind wunderschone Stadte, ebenso die Regio Sudtirol.
-austriche
Just like the Germans of Alsace/Elsass in France, many of them took French surnames or translated their German names into French to placate local prejudice. I met several when I visited Alsace Lorraine with my dad looking at sites of WW2 that he had fought at. The cuisine there was very German and Alsace is renowned for both beer and wine. Strasbourg was like a German city. Lorraine/Lothringen was definitely more French, and its main city Nancy was like a miniature Paris....:)
DeleteEin schones Bild, so symboltrachtig. Der Hornblaeser der Alpen, der Berggeister und Kreaturen abwehrt.
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I've been to the Alps several times and, sadly, never saw anyone like him.
Deleteet folklore-lignende bilde- loke er klar til a kjempe mot monsteret. *osloson
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