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In 1989 Matthias Roeingh AKA: Dr Motte held a peaceful demonstration in the city Berlin, billed as "The Love Parade" under the motto Friede, Freude, Eierkuchen. Translation: Peace (Disarmament) , Joy (Music) and Pancakes (fair food production/distribution). In actuality the event was nothing more than a lavish birthday party designed to cover costs at worst or best case scenario make a tidy little profit.
Whilst only 150 people attended the initial event, the movement grew and by 1999 the festival peaked with 1.5 million attendees. During this period no less than 50 wars were waged across the globe and equity in food distribution and production reached an all time low. And whilst it's fair to say that music definitely improved over the decade you can be sure as s**t the Germans had nothing to do with that.
So where is Matthias now? Driving around in a ******* Mercedes with a big bag of coke, eating overpriced fast food and an AK47 under the drivers seat.
Fast forward to 2018 and season 25 of the SFA saw it's own version of The Love Parade with a bunch of Kumbaya singing mother *ers preaching a better way and list quality. Judging you for the way you post, all the while lining their pockets with the promise of leadership roles and potential awards.
And here I sit at my table for one with a simple message:
Go * yourself and I'll see you on Purge night
Whilst only 150 people attended the initial event, the movement grew and by 1999 the festival peaked with 1.5 million attendees. During this period no less than 50 wars were waged across the globe and equity in food distribution and production reached an all time low. And whilst it's fair to say that music definitely improved over the decade you can be sure as s**t the Germans had nothing to do with that.
So where is Matthias now? Driving around in a ******* Mercedes with a big bag of coke, eating overpriced fast food and an AK47 under the drivers seat.
Fast forward to 2018 and season 25 of the SFA saw it's own version of The Love Parade with a bunch of Kumbaya singing mother *ers preaching a better way and list quality. Judging you for the way you post, all the while lining their pockets with the promise of leadership roles and potential awards.
And here I sit at my table for one with a simple message:
Go * yourself and I'll see you on Purge night