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Why not combine the two? So I asked Claude Code whether it would be possible to build a plugin to display the replies to a specific toot underneath a blog...
The magazine programme "Łužyca" took an interest in the swear-word dictionary, and so we made a "special" piece. For it, they specially invited the actor Marian Bulang; we met in Dissen (Dešno), and in the end it was more of a little sketch than an interview.
At first I did not want to take part...
Somebody is always at loggerheads with somebody else in Sorbistan! At best a few hundred people are left who actively speak the Lower Sorbian language, and a few thousand who actively keep up customs and "feel like a Wend". In the midst of strategic planning for a possible revitalisation, cultural-p...
Things are heating up again at the moment. The literary and cultural studies scholar Willi W. Barthold of the Sorbian Institute has taken to task the film series "Serbska Utopija" by Erik Schiesko, which did not go unchallenged.
I found the text quite difficult to read, and I could make nothin...
At school we would have loved to have this: a collection of all those naughty words from the dictionary that are marked vulg, derb, pejor or Schimpfw. In other words, a list of all vulgar, derogatory or abusive words, so that we could insult one another as nastily as possible.
That would...
I can well understand what my colleague Kati Krause writes here about men.
Who is there left to believe?: The day I lost my trust in men New cases of violence against women keep coming to light. And suddenly I see men with different eyes. But what can they do to make my mistrust diminish again...
I read with interest the commentary (by Werner Meškank) in the latest issue of the Nowy Casnik. He complained about the problems of our time: harmful emissions, war, the exploitation of the earth. "This is not how we imagined democracy and freedom when, in 1990, we let the socialism of the GDR be...
Speaking of learning Sorbian with modern methods, one core idea revolves around "comprehensible input" (Input Hypothesis): The brain needs to be immersed in vast amounts of material to unconsciously internalize linguistic rules. This means diving deep and engaging with the target language as m...
Lower Sorbian, a West Slavic minority language, is mainly spoken in Lusatia. While major languages like English or Spanish have endless learning resources, Lower Sorbian offers far fewer options. To bridge this gap, one effective approach is to focus on 625 core vocabulary words—a method develope...
Learning Lower Sorbian/Wendish works rather differently from learning big languages. There is, for example, no "home region" where you might be forced to use the language in everyday life with locals. (School lessons in the region have always been held in German, which is why every Wend in Lower Lus...
I have not yet been able to trace a large part of my ancestors, but at least the part of my kin that I know about comes entirely from Lusatia.
My great-grandparents, for example: on my mother's side they come from the Wuseńka near Jabłońc (Gablenz) and from Slěpo (Schleife), on my father's side fr...
Sorbian primary school teachers will soon be trained in Senftenberg: with a motion tabled jointly by a wide range of parliamentary groups in the Potsdam state parliament, the aim is to set up a Sorbian teacher-training degree at the Brandenburg University of Technology Cottbus-Senftenberg (BTU), t...
The other day I was at the "Long Night of Politics" in Lichtenberg. A kind of "open town hall" with citizen dialogue, conversations with the parties on an equal footing, you know the sort of thing. I even got chatting with a few people from the Green group in the district council. Like everyone, the...
Wild greenery? Still being cut down in Berlin. As if it had to be ashamed of being there. And yet we are living in the middle of a mass extinction of species, in a drought year with hardly any insects left. And in a city whose last wild corners are currently disappearing beneath new buildings.
In...
Every year at Ascension Day, the deal is the same: eight people, four boats, some body of water to make miserable. Paddle until your hands blister. Do it all on public transit plus one car, show up Wednesday, go home Sunday. It's a logistical nightmare, and yes, it requires actual planning.
The st...
