Fredagsfyra v 14 – 04

It turns out I am named after the founder of the Serbian nation, Grand Zupan Stefan Nemanja. He atoned by becoming a monk and calling himself Simeon. They made him a saint for that.
 
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Frågor kommer från här.

1. Finns det någon historia bakom varför du heter som du heter?

Min far har alltid sagt att mitt namn kommer från en Serbisk kung. När jag föddes var han (min far, inte kungen) professor i ett Amerikanskt universitet in Schweiz för unga rika amerikanerna som inte ville dö i risfälten av Vietnam, och min far tog dem (amerikanerna, inte risfälten) på studieresor till Jugoslavien. Han lärde sig mycket Serbisk historia när min mor var gravid med mig.

Idag letade jag efter den här kungen. Det var Stefan Nemanja (1113-1200), vems titel var “Grand Zupan”, och han var grundläggare av serbiskt riket.

2. Om du skulle vara tvungen att ändra namn (ex. pga att Säpo är efter dig) vad skulle det då bli?

Stefan Nemanja ändrade sitt namn till Simeon när hon pensionerade sig och blev munk i 1196. Han byggde många kloster, inklusive Studenica, och efter han dog, blev han helgonförklarad. Så, kanske, skulle jag också bli Simeon.

3. Vilket är det finaste namn du vet?

Just nu är det “Grand Zupan.”

4. När du kollar ditt namn via den här filosofin, stämmer något?

Nej, tack.

1. Vilka bloggare är du mest avundsjuk på?

Erik Stattin av mymarkup. Jag hade ingen aning att han också skrev myAzzman. Men jag förstår inte varför han fortsätter idag? Första April är slut.

2. Vilka bloggare svärmar du för?

Eurotrash. Självklart. Hon är så… plump.

3. Vilken bloggare skulle du vilja vara?

Kronertrash. Finns inte. Ännu.

4. Om vad angick senaste inlägg du bestämde att inte publicera? Var det för personligt eller för dåligt skrivit eller ointressant? Eller har du aldrig censurerat din skrift?

En till inlägg om FolkPartiet. Något om orsaken varför supporten för FP minskar, enligt DNs opinionsundersökning. Min analys var att ett liberalt parti som blir mindre liberal ska inte attrahera röstare från SD, men istället ska bara förlora liberala röstare. Men Jag orkade inte skriva den om det skulle ha varit fyra inlägg i rad om Svensk politik.

Top ten things I hate about Stockholm, III

The third in an occasional series.
 
Ten: Predatory seating
Nine: Culinary relativism
Eight: Preëmptive planning.

In New York, planning a typical night’s entertainment went something like this: “Matthew, how about a game of Scrabble in St. Dymphnas tonight?” “Okay.” If it wasn’t Matthew, it’d be Itay, or Zach, or a combination of the three.

I could handle that. My event horizon rarely extended 24 hours into the future. It didn’t need to — there’d always be something popping up, and people’s schedules were as fluid as mine. I was free to pursue the simple life of task-based socializing: Find something to do and then find somebody to do it with.

Do not try this in Stockholm. In Stockholm, planning goes something like this:

“Let’s go for dinner.”

“Okay, how about two weeks from Friday?”

“[WTF???] How about two weeks from when hell freezes over?”

“I can’t, it’s West Wing on TV.”

“How about the Wednesday after pigs fly?”

“Å, but I’ll have to see if we can get a babysitter.”

“Å, I’ll pencil you in then.“Å,” pronounced “har” as the pirates do but with the h and r silent, is a passive yes in Swedish. As in, “I have no objections to the proposed course of events, do you?” You’d be surprised how much conversation is superfluous once you have the letter å at your disposal. The reason is that, unknown to most linguists, Swedish is actually a tonal language. “Å!” is an entire passive-aggressive tirade reduced to a letter. “Å?” is the Swedish equivalent of “WhatEVER.” And you thought Swedes just didn’t say much.

The reason tonight is not feasible is because Stockholmers have all preëmptively booked each other weeks in advance. And the only reason why is because everybody else is planning preëmptively. It’s the temportal equivalent to the predatory seating problem, identified previously. There is no shortage of things to do in Stockholm, nor people to do them with, but try to be spontaneous and you will be doing so at home with the remote control, and the Finnish channel as your nemesis.

What Stockholm needs to adopt, en masse, is a just-in-time approach to managing social obligations. As things stand, there is a non-negligible risk your date gets run over by a bus in the interval between planning and consummation. The solution is obvious, Stockholm: For better living, reduce your time-to-meatmarket.

Fredagsfyran

Basically, I have always disdained blog gimmicks like the Friday Five. In Sweden, this meme translates to the Friday Four, because Swedes are Lutherans. Still, I’ve begun to feel a strange, lemminglike compulsion to participate, so I’ve devised a way to preserve my hard-won reputation for high irony by making sure everybody knows I am participating just to practice my Swedish. Eller hur?Officiellt hatar jag fredagsfyran, eftersom det är självklart en förevändning för att kunna vara exhibitionistisk, på samma sätt som hur man spelade “Sanning eller konsekvens” som barn — du är “tvungen” att berätta om något du vanligen är för “blyg” för att prata om, även om i hemlighet du fantiserar att ditt privatliv är intressant. Så barnsligt! Kanske är det även varför du bloggar — du är flärdfull och ynklig.

Officiellt.

Inofficiellt tycker jag mycket om att läsa människors fredagsfyror. Inofficiellt, fantiserar jag om att delta, eftersom det verkar vara jätteroligt att blir lite mer exhibitionistisk, fast om jag deltog, skulle det betyder att jag är flärdfull och ynklig.

Det är naturligvisst självklart att jag aldrig är flärdfull och ynklig och exhibitionistisk, så jag har hittat en mycket bättre orsak varför jag ska bli fredagsfyrare. Jag ska göra det bara för att öva min svenska. Bara därför, förstås?

Först ska jag svåra den här veckans frågor, men sedan kommer jag att föreslår några frågor för nästa vecka; frågor som jag vet ni alla vill svåra.

1. Vilken var den senaste “goda gärningen” du utförde?

Igår skrev jag en email tillbaka till en Australisk professor i journalistik som hade frågat mig hur den svenska pressen hade berättat om Anna Lindhs mördare, den som sedan inte blev hennes mördare. Jag var inte tvungen att svåra, men kanske var jag smickrad att hon hade mailat mig, så nu att jag funderar på det är det mindre en god gärning än en lyckad exercis i smicker. Egentligen flörtade jag liten med henne. Är det daligt?

2. Vilken var den senaste, moraliskt sett, tveksamma handlingen du utförde?

När jag var 18 år gammal stal jag pengar från kassan där var jag jobbade — jag var barman på någon nattklubb i Sydney. Jag hade övertygad mig att det var mina drickspengar, men egentligen var det inte sant. Jag skriver det här bara därför att jag inte tänker att min chef mellanstans har lärt sig svenska. Det var den sista gång jag var omoraliskt. Dessutom, jag ljuger aldrig.

3. Gör man “goda” handlingar av godhet eller för att man själv mår bra utav det?

Jag gör “goda” handlingar varje gång att det är mer effektivt för samhållet att jag gör dem, även om det inte är jag som har belöning. Till exempel, varje gång jag betalar moms. Goda handlingar är bara abstrakta själviska handlingar.

4. Vad gör du om du hittar 10 000 i använda sedlar?

Är det en kruggfråga? Först skulle jag söka lite mer på omgivning ifall att det finns mer pengar, eftersom 10 000 kr. faktiskt inte är så mycket. Till exempel, det är inte tillräckligt för att köpa en ny Apple G5, så kanske skulle jag istället köpa en biljett till NYC för att köpa en iPod Mini.

Får jag nu föreslå de här frågorna för nästa vecka?

1. Vilka bloggare är du mest avundsjuk på?

2. Vilka bloggare svärmar du för?

3. Vilken bloggare skulle du vilja vara?

4. Om vad angick senaste inlägg du bestämde att inte publicera? Var det för personligt eller för daligt skrivit eller ointressant? Eller har du aldrig censurerat din skrift?

Jag känner mig som skolbarn igen…

Top ten things I hate about Stockholm, II

The second in an occasional series.
 
Ten: Predatory seating.
Nine: Culinary relativism.

I am a food racist. There, I’ve said it. I’m not proud about it or anything. It turns out I’ve been one for years, but I did not know it until my second day in Stockholm, when Elise dragged me to the mall in Kista to kit me out with deep-winter clothes. In September. After a few hours sweating it out in burqaesque parkas, I needed to replenish my salt levels, so Elise proposed sushi.

I love sushi. The only reason we in the west cook our food is because our disgusting medieval ancestors knew that cooking kills the maggots in sty-bound farm animals. I had a rare and precious opportunity to play in sties as a child in the Ardennes, and I can tell you there is nothing in there you’d want to eat raw. Or even medium-rare. Hence my longstanding reverence for the Japanese/Korean tradition of cleanliness that was the necessary prerequisite for the coming about of sushi.

When we arrived at the Kista sushi bar I was floored by something I’d never seen before. Standing behind the bar was a white guy. Actually, he was whiter than that: he was Serb, I think, and huge. I had never seen a white guy make sushi before. I soon wished that were still the case: He would pick lazily at suspiciously pre-filleted strips of fish which he then mashed onto a gob of rice in the palm of a hand the size of Montenegro. The result invariably exploded on the way from my plate to my mouth. The rolls, too, looked and tasted like stuffed hosepipe. As the Serb glared behind her, Elise turned to me and asked, chirpily, “What do you think?” “Mmm, delicious,” I gagged.

In the subsequent year and a half, I’ve seen way too many white people make sushi over here. They, and their customers, all seem to think that it involves splaying bits of dead fish on rice. I don’t even know how to begin to disabuse people of that crude notionLuckily, there are a few good sushi places in Stockholm, manned by Japanese and Koreans, and at least one that could hold its own in New York..

This is not tolerance of gastronomic diversity on the part of Swedes, this is an unacceptable level of culinary relativism, and my stomach and I just won’t stand for it. Imagine the Japanese opening a curry restaurant; Indians running a tapas bar, with bullfighting on the television; the Spanish making Borscht; Russian babushkas catering Vietnamese food; and the Vietnamese having a big wok of mama’s secret ragu sauce simmering on the stove. Unfortunately, in Stockholm, such imagery is not always just in the mind.

Commute

The weather turned balmy this week, above freezing even, and so I shed layers and took the iPod to work yesterday, the extra spring in my step brought to you by early Björk, Danger Mouse and by the disappearance of the ice sheets that until a few days ago extracted regular Bambi impersonations from unwitting pedestrians.

Björk’s happy happy Big Time Sensuality [iTunes] was playing when I got off the subway at Gamla Stan, and then as I passed the turnstyles I got a sudden sense of deja vu. I’d done this before. More specifically, I’d heard this song before as I exited a subway on my way to work, but not here — in New York, Cortlandt Street Station, getting off the N/R line coming down Broadway and about to take my commute through the bowels of the World Trade CenterNot, of course, on my iPod, but on my Rio 600. iPods are strictly a post 9/11 phenomenon — they were introduced in Oct 2001. Since it is hard to imagine life before iPod, I predict we will soon be spotting anachronisms in period films set in pre-9/11 New York, with iPod-toting actors jogging past WTC-intact skylines..

Over the past two and a half years I have often thought back to the human geography of those buildings, especially the mall through which I walked twice a weekday for 4 years until September 10, 2001. I’d always be among the first passengers out the gate, having made sure to board the train at the right spot. Once on the concourse, I’d aim straight for the North Tower on the other end, which meant cutting obliquely across a wash of PATH train commuters brimming up from the depths along steep, wide escalators. They were from New Jersey, I knew, which is why it was tempting to think of them as living on some Dantesque level of hell below, being summoned to work for the day.

Every day, I’d pass the same stores: First, a newstand on the right, source of my weekly Economist, then a J.Crew, where I bought a turtleneck sweater I finally wore out a few weeks back. On the left, Chase Manhattan bank machines, followed by a slew of cosmetics stores. Then, past the PATH, on the right, a GAP, a science gadget store, a souvernir store, and a deli that sold obscenely large Bacci chocolate assortments, no doubt to guidos crawling home to the wife after some infidelity at the office.

I’d then take the revolving doors into the North Tower lobby, and cut across a corner to the footbridge to the World Financial Center, where I worked. Every time I crossed that bridge I marvelled at how tempting a target it could be to terrorists. Blow this up, I would think to myself, and you’d kill scores and block a major New York traffic artery. How spectacularly clueless of me.

Yesterday, as I walked the tunnel that leads from Gamla Stan station to the street, I also walked the old commute in my mind. Björk’s big brash voice led the way in both places. It was good to be there.

Status quo vadis?

The Swedish government on Friday announced it intends to restrict immigration from the new EU member states for at least two yearsThe proposal [PDF] is outlined in English here. Quotes for this post taken from this article.. It held a press conference, available online, which I watched, and didn’t quite follow, but I got the impression reporters’ questions were being incredibly softball. Did one guy really ask, “what are you going to do to prevent Eastern European Gypsies from moving here”?

So here is my list of questions I wish somebody had asked at the press conference todayIf somebody did ask them, my apologies.:

ONE: Migration Minister Barbro Holmberg, you say that these immigration restrictions on EU citizens from eastern Europe are temporary, to be lifted in 2 (or 5 or 7) years, in order to make the transition to a common EU labor market more gradual. Can you explain what exactly you expect will change between now and then that will make the challenges you say exist now go away in 2 (or 5 or 7) years? Are you planning on gradually diminishing social security for everyone in the meantime? Are you planning on loosening labor laws in the meantime? Do you need more time to convice the electorate that cheap immigrant labor benefits immigrants as producers and Swedes as consumers? Or are you waiting for Eastern Europe to become rich? Or are you are just postponing politically difficult decisions, even if economically it is clear which is the best policy?

TWO: All other EU countries are intent on applying immigration restrictions on new members. If Sweden were not to do so, it would have the pick of the crop, the best and the brightest, the most motivated and the most mobile of Eastern Europe’s talent all to itself. Why are you forgoing this wonderful opportunity for economic growth? Aren’t these the kind of immigrants you want? Do you want the economy to stagnate?

THREE: Minister Holmberg, earlier you said,

“We welcome workers from the new member states, but we say that when one comes to Sweden to work it must be real work and for a wage one can live off.”Vi välkomnar arbetstagare från de nya medlemsstaterna, men vi säger att när man kommer till Sverige och arbetar så ska det vara till ett riktigt arbete och det ska vara med en lön som går att leva på.

Has it occurred to the government that if immigrants were able to ask competitive wages, perhaps it wouldn’t cost so much to live in Sweden?

FOUR: One effect of your policy would be to protect Swedish jobs vulnerable to cheap immigrant labor, such as those in the construction industry. Given that your restrictions must eventually expire, it is inevitable that immigrants will largely take over these industries the moment they are allowed to compete on price. Are you actively lobbying LO (the umbrella trade union) to spend its considerable resources retraining these at-risk Swedish workers in the meantime, or do you instead expect LO to spend its considerable resources lobbying you to prolong these restrictions for as long as possible?

FIVE: Folkpartiet is expected to come out with a counterproposal soon, and an eventual compromise is not out of the question, DN reports.
 
“I don’t understand how anyone can be against this proposal.”
Labor Minister Hans Karlsson, when you said,

Jag förstår inte hur någon kan vara emot det här förslaget.

You were kidding, right?

Immigrants or welfare?

On Thursday I set out to blog a panel discussion at the Swedish Institute of International Affairs on a topic dear to my heart: “Is integration still possible?“. It was sponsored by The Economist, and one of their writers, Joel Budd, was on the panel. The government’s representative was Lise Bergh, the number two in charge of “democracy an integration issues” under minister Mona Sahlin. A further two panelists were late replacements: Mahin Alipour, an immigrant from Iran, a left-leaning (even for Sweden) activist for women’s rights; and Mauricio Rojas, once a far-left political refugee from Chile in 1973, now a professor in economic history at Lund University and a solidly liberal member of parliament, in league with the FolkPartiet.

What, if anything, new did I take away from the proceedings? By far the strongest impression made on me was by RojasIn researching Rojas I came across this interesting read: A paper by him entitled The Historical Roots of the Swedish Socialist Experiment [PDF]. Definitely worth it if you have a spare 20 minutes — it answers, to a large extent, some questions I posed here.. I had quite simply no idea that there are in fact Swedish politicians who can be strident and articulate and even combative in a debate, and it was an absolute pleasure to watch. It helps that he was stating basic economic truths, some of which I’ve harped on before: If immigrants in Sweden are not allowed to compete on price, they are not going to find official employment. As a result, the unemployment rate for immigrants is far higher than that for native Swedes, which produces an underclass of immigrants excluded from formal participation in the economy. These immigrants do work, of course, on the black market; but they also become long-term recipients of social allowances, which irritates native Swedes. According to Rojas, we have racism through exclusion, but with this exclusion being a direct result of political choices made by the government.

Joel Budd added, for good measure, that it would be a “foolish source of national pride that everybody who is working legally is making a lot of money.” Budd also underlined some other observations made recently in The Economist and elsewhere: In ethnically diverse societies, people stop supporting welfare, because one is less inclined to give neighbors social security if they are from a different backgroundThis is not a reason to stop welfare preëmptively, of course. That would be committing a naturalistic fallacy. Nor should it be a reason to stop immigration.. And welfare states don’t just have a hard time adapting to immigration, they have a hard time adapting to all kinds of social, economic and technological change.

By the time they were done, the question being debated was no longer “Is integration still possible?” but “Is the welfare state still possible?” Is cultural homogeneity a precondition for the welfare state? Will Sweden have to choose between immigration and a generous safety net? Bergh looked somewhat taken aback at the notion there might have to be a choice; she could have answered — or at least, I would have answered — that crucial elements of the welfare state could be salvaged if only Sweden were to make wages more flexible and loosen labor laws. A vibrant job-creating economy would depend less on welfare to help citizens and recent immigrants get by; welfare would become just a means to a more useful placement in the job market, and hence would take up fewer resources.

But she didn’t say this. If I heard her correctly, she actually said that wage flexibility was not necessary, and that other resources (which ones?) would be put to work to prevent this choice — immigration or welfare — from becoming pressing. She could also have told Rojas that Sweden’s liberals were looking a bit too gleeful at the prospect of this choice, given their objective to dismantle welfareAren’t there better reasons to dismantle the welfare state?; could Sweden not perhaps buck the trend where immigration leads to less social solidarity, and hence a diminishing of support for welfare? The country is among the most welcoming of any immigrant nation, together with the US and UK, and especially when compared with Denmark, the Netherlands and France. Tension surrounding immigrants in Belgium stems from prejudices that were in place in the native population from the very first day that gastarbeiders arrived in the 60s. This does not strike me as having been the case in Sweden; Sweden began its immigrant experience with a positive attitude, and as a result many have thrived, integrated, and given back to the community that took them in — look at Rojas. Also to Sweden’s credit, there is no anti-immigrant Vlaams Blok here — there simply is no popular support for it.

One question which did not come up in the discussion was restrictions to access to welfare for immigrants from the new EU countries. I asked Rojas about it after the debate, and his answer was a little curious: He thought that while of course it was an important political matter, in the long run the issue was not so important, and in any case, on Friday the government would submit its proposal for dealing with this so we should wait and see. It sounded a little like there was some kind of compromise in the air.

Försprång genom teknik (v 3.0)

It’s a post about Firefox, that great new extensible browser, and how one extension lets you do one-click (sort of) instant translations of words and phrases. It’s an indispensible tool if you regularly read websites in a language you suck in. In my case, that’ll be Swedish.Uppdaterad 21 mars: Texten är korrigerad (igen) (tack Christine!). Också, en ny version av den “extension” kom ut några timmar efter min post så jag har ändrat instruktionerna.

Allt för ofta, när jag läser svenska böcker, slår jag inte upp de ord som jag inte kan i lexikon. Det tar för lång tid, åtminstone 20 sekunder för varje ord, och därför försöker jag hellre gissa betydelsen från kontexten, utan att veta om jag har rätt. På så sätt lär jag mig egentligen inte så mycket.

På webben går det snabbare, eftersom jag kan surfa till ett lexikon och få en översättning. Men det dröjer ändå 10 sekunder. Först måste jag kopiera ordet, sedan hitta lexikon bland genvägar, sedan klistra in ordet på rätt fönster och välja i vilket språk jag vill ha översättningen.

Varför kan jag inte klicka på ordet i webbläsaren och omedelbart få en översättning? Jag hade tänkt kanske programmera något för min favoritwebbläsare, Safari, men jag är faktiskt lat och jag trodde att någon annan eventuellt skulle göra arbetet.

Slutligen har det skett. Med Firefox, en ny webbläsare för PC, Mac och Linux, kan man lägga till “extensions”, och en av dem är nästan precis vad jag har letat efter. Titta:

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Man kan själv programmera en webbdatabasförfrågan, så jag har valt att översätta från svenska, men för dem som vill översätta från engelska eller ett annat språk till svenska är det lika lätt.

Hur går det till? Först, ladda ner och installera läsaren. Sedan, medan du använder Firefox, hitta extension “Dictionary Search” här. Stäng webbläsaren och starta igen.

Nu, på Preferences, klicka på Extensions, välj “Dictionary Search”, och klicka på “Options”:

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Om du vill översätta från svenska till engelska, skriv “http://lexikon.nada.kth.se/cgi-bin/swe-eng?$” som URL. För att översätta från engelska till svenska, skriv “http://lexikon.nada.kth.se/cgi-bin/swe-eng?:$”. Du kan ha upp till fyra olika översättningar. Hur enkelt som helst.

Firefox är mycket bättre än Microsoft Explorer. Du har ingen orsak att fortsätta använda Explorer som webbläsare: Inga “popups”, och “tabbed browsing” är de två största fördelarna. Jag kan inte ännu importera mina favoriter från Safari till Firefox, och Firefox är fortfarande Beta, så jag väntar lite innan jag byter webbläsare. Men begreppet “extensions” är en av dem mest spännande innovationerna jag har sett på webben.

When good Swedes go bad

On Monday I attended a “debate” in the press room of the foreign ministry, topic Hur ser dom på Sverige? — How do they (foreigners) see Sweden? “Debate” is in scare quotes precisely because there was nothing scary to it. Everybody on the panel was über-polite to one another, agreed with everything, thought it worth adding a point perhaps or underscoring a particular sentiment while the audience snarfed down some rather fine wine during working hours. This audience consisted primarily of aging foreign correspondents, who during question time proceeded to ask questions that were really answers, to which the very polite panel listened intently.

The stunning conclusion: The image Sweden has abroad does not correspond exactly to reality. As to why this might be the case, the consensus was that there had been a miscommunication somewhere, a failure shared by both Swedes and foreign correspondents to be as accurate as they could be.

While various anecdotes to this effect were recounted over the course of an hour and a half, I devised an alternative theory, which I’ll run by you now. Could it be, possibly, that Sweden fulfills an indispensable role in national political debates everywhere as an ideal — a shorthand for an kind of polity against which to compare the local failures or successes? Perhaps American Republicans require Sweden to be a socialist suicide central. Perhaps Eastern Europeans demand that Sweden be a capitalist success. Maybe Southern Europe wants Sweden to be efficient. I can go on, put you get my point.

Against such a deluge of idealizing for local consumption, there is not much that Sweden can do, besides perhaps trying to ride on the coattails of a net positive fallout. What’s so bad about being a land of blonde athletic reserved singing nudists? It beats being a land of beery pedophiles, right?

If my theory is right, then a far more interesting (and difficult) question to answer is, Why Sweden? Why has Sweden, and not Finland or Canada or Australia, become a global yardstick for measuring progress, especially if, arguably, Sweden itself does not measure up to the myth? I don’t know the answer, but I think, in part, it has to do with historical accident; and once Sweden was typecast as the Jean-Luc Picard of nations, boldly going, it was a role so compelling that subsequent career turns just haven’t registered. There needs to be a Sweden on the world stage; if it didn’t exist, they’d have to invent one.

If Sweden ever wants to opt out of this role, it will not suffice to write more letters to the editors. Drastic measures will be needed. Drastic measures like… “When Good Swedes Go Bad!” the TV show, from the people that brought you “When Good Pets Go Bad!” and “When Chefs Attack!” I envisage the pitch would go something like this:

A fascinating, frightening program that shows what can happen when sweet, doting, responsible Swedes revert to their natural behaviour. Amazing, never-before seen footage of shocking real-life incidents will show ordinary members of Swedish society letting their true instincts take over:
 
— A CEO savagely guts his company for personal gain
— An unemployed loser turns on his foreign minister
— A tame village pastor murders his wife once too often!
— An alcoholic shoots the prime minister in the back
 
These are just a few of the horrifying events that are caught on camera and give us all a lesson in what can happen when government fails to act responsibly and treat its citizens humanely. Earth’s best friend? You will never look at Swedes in the same way again after you see what happens ÎWhen Good Swedes Go Bad’.

That should do it.

SoFo

New York has SoHo, NoHo, Nolita, TriBeCa and Dumbo, so why can’t Stockholm? Last year, somebody had that very thought, opened a café in trendy Södermalm (well, I live there) South of Folkungagatan, called it SoFo, rallied local shops to the cause, and now SoFo is a meme on the verge of prime timeStockholm fashion blogger Anna has covered SoFo from the start.
 
The café owner, BTW, does not take kindly to suggesting SoFo works best as an ironic neologism.
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But not the only meme. Every SoFo implies a NoFo, which, selfevidently, is the area North of Folkungagatan. But Folkungagatan is long, so we call the area further along MoFo, More of Folkungagatan.

To the South of SoFo (SoSo? Nah), we get to the area North of Lower Gotlandsgatan, NoLoGo. Still further south there is a part of the city whose main landmarks are the Bridges off Ringvägen, or BoRing. I live between BoRing and NoLoGo.

To the West of SoFo, we find LoBoToMe, or Lower Bondegatan To Medborgarplatsen. Even further west lies the area South of Fatbursgatan, SoFat, and then as we head North, we approach Hornsgatan from the South, an area affectionately known by the locals as SoHorny.

Click on image to magnify.

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Other parts of Stockholm, not on this map, have also acquired sought-after acronyms. North Vasastan is now called NoVa, while South Vasastan is SoVa. (Thanks to Anna and Magnus for pointing some of these out to me. If you come across others, do let me know.)