Holocaustdagen. Yesterday. Sno, sour and quiet in the district. A vinterkappe. Topplue. Gloves. The townspeople, søringer. Cold. Forget it. Remember, never forget.

Look around you and us . See who marches on in the digital streets, see what kind of hideous websites we are surrounded by, read between the lines to some of our elected officials, scary, see what they’re doing with, not forgetting, stand up, don’t let your prejudice and hatred get root. A time to.

Ullevålsveien. Two of the city’s many snublesteiner. “Stolpersteine” as they are called in German is the project created by the German artist Gunter Demnig, monuments to individual victims of the nazis holocaust of The third reich. In the last year on Holocaustdagen we were at the soccer game in Hamburg, where we saw St Pauli play, and the selection to be forgotten never. A club with a heart where it belongs. We also received yesterday to know that it among other things in Hamburg was lit and laid down the roses where it is snublesteiner, an idea we in this nation of academics moving also should get to.

Back in the snow, Ullevålsveien. Brush gently the two rocks. People passes quickly, standing a little while and read, again:

Esther Mendel, year of birth 1914, deported 1942 Auschwitz, killed, 1.12, 1942. Harry Isidor Mendel, year of birth 1918, deported 1942, Auschwitz, killed 1.12. 1942.

17-the tram down to the Cabin. People are well wrapped up. Many out towards the opera house. I depressed the center, which sounds as if they come from the Stavanger region, looks very tynnkledde out, but the freezer does not so much as he that lies beneath the four-layer blankets or the two who smokes and ask about the loose change on the romkvinnfolkvis.

the Area around Oslo S is not exactly an uplifting sight. What can be done? Nada? Hasty steps towards the Kunsthall Oslo, Munchmuseet in motion, an exhibition consisting of 21 images signed Per Krogh (1889 – 1965), curated by Kari Brandtzæg and Kunsthall Oslo. Crowded. Please stop by. Worth it.

PER KROGH: Nice small exhibition with pictures signed Per Krogh is now reason enough to stroll down to the Kunsthall Oslo. Photo: Tom Stalsberg. Show more

Scarves, topplua pulled well down the old face on the 18 tram line. Strong coffee. Contemplation, a poem signed by Henry Parland (1908-1930), he with the hip the poems that the editor and translator Jan Erik Vold, writes in the book “(Although) the Hamlet said it more beautiful” from 2015:

SUDDENLY,

unaware of why

it was the end.

the Roads

let langflate on the ground

the mountains

leaning back as after a good dinner.

the Sea

swallowed all of the waves.

the Stars

forgot to send out his SOS