Goldene Wien-Plakette für Johannes Heesters

Wien (APA) – Der Erste Präsident des Wiener Landtags, Prof. Harry Kopietz, übergab am Freitag Nachmittag im Wiener Rathaus in Anwesenheit der Wiener Umweltstadträtin Ulli Sima und zahlreichen hochrangigen Gästen aus dem Kulturleben dem beliebten Schauspieler, Sänger und Wien-Liebhaber Johannes Heesters die Goldene Wien-Plakette. Heesters sagte beim Eintreffen in den Steinsaal: “Ich freue mich sehr, im Wiener Rathaus zu sein.” “Jopie”, wie er von seinen Berliner Freunden auch genannt wird, feiert seinen 106 Geburtstag in Wien.

Gentlemen strike first

By Galina Toktalieva (more…)

Photo of this busy couple was made by me at my balcony with 50-150mm Sigma lens.

Poll organized by online partner agency “Parship” shows that most single Austrians do not want to get married. Some ninety-two per cent of respondents said that they preferred to remain single. Another 64 per cent said that they wanted to find a partner rather than a spouse. Among qualities most-prized in a potential partner are honesty (98 per cent), charisma (96 per cent) and faithfulness (91 per cent).The poll also found that Austrians like to flirt more than other Europeans, with 33 per cent saying that they regularly did so. Austrian Times

I do not know whether you are teasing your readers with your comments about masculine stupidity, mean-spirited men who want to split bills in restaurants or you really mean it.
I take your point that men are obsessed by their penises – it’s part of the male psyche that would be rather difficult to eradicate, but I do think that there must be some men, in Vienna or elsewhere, who are warm-hearted, sensitive and possessing a reasonably rounded personality who try to communicate with women at a higher level than that of banging away for instant gratification. You say you’ve lost count of the pricks. I have not lost count(well maybe one or two!) of the pussies I have met – I remember (most of) them with pleasure and affection – chiefly because nearly every one was a friend with whom there was SOME kind of relationship before the coupling began. I was also taught by some charming older women in my youth to respect women and try to share pleasure instead of taking it. As you very wisely say, feelings are the root of the matter – without that- sex can be a mechanical pleasure best performed by oneself.
It’s good that you challenge we males in our fantasy that we rule the universe – as you well know we don�t, and look to women for all the things that we want – such as comfort, assistance – and sex! Males can be psychologically traumatized if they are refused sex – particularly when they are younger – thank goodness the desperate urges of youth are fading (a little!) There was nothing worse when I was 20 than lusting after almost every woman in sight and not being able to do anything about it – complete frustration.
There – I’ve probably proved your theory for you that men are ruled by their cocks. Because we are on two different sides of the equation, we will probably never agree on this issue, but you have my complete respect for voicing it succinctly and well. Steven, London

With my first old Nikon hidden under the jacket that made me look at least 6 month pregnant. I crept in one of multistoried houses (Laufhaeuse) where prostitutes rented working rooms. Though houses looked shabby outside, wooden panels, leather arm chairs and thick carpets preserved air of pomposity inside.

Every girl had big poster with nickname, close-up photo and short service description on the door of her cabin. Visitors were to make up their minds looking at these pictures. Pretending to be absorbed by process, I kept eye on the men who appeared in the hall, and could unmistakably judge they were already aroused.

Some of them looked red in face and walked clumsily along the corridor as if salami in trousers suddenly changed its dimensions.

They were excited by very idea of visiting taboo place and by lewd images of their own imagination. Also promise of pleasure in its porno-illustrative form drive them temporary insane. (more…)

Most probable, men of power never pay visits to local brothels, where they can be spied out. If somebody appeared at least once on the screen of TV, it was risky for him to break with the air of lewd innocence in whorehouses or visit corrupted pussy at home when he could be recognized.

I guess discriminative law making is connected with chronically sick libido. Gentlemen in nice suits circulating in city hall and parliament are victims of their own public images and unsatisfied wishes. They strive for demonstration of self-importance erected on cramped libido of unhappy marriages. They could only dream possessing prostitutes – their body and soul. But grip of passion for political power was equally strong, and it made the choice.

I always felt myself investigative and curious about prostitutes, these enigmatic night butterflies, queens of seduction and throat tripper. Do they separate themselves from their bodies when giving blow job or offering orifices to next drunk man with bear belly and dim eyes of ill animal? I used all small tricks available to milk my occasional acquaintances for information about hot places in town. (more…)

I miss Graz and its streets more than I miss Kyrgyz steppes, and it seems both are lost forever, though first is not far than 200 km from me, and native lands where I used to run being a horse lay in other part of the world

Yesterday I tried to depict some of die Österreichische Opfer des Nationalsozialismus at Heldenplatz (so many candles were lit there) together with 5-6 professional photographers equipped with massive cameras. Though I was eager to make portrait of chancellor Alfred Gusenbauer and he had not appeared (what a disappointment), it saved me and my Nikon D200 with Sigma lens from disgrace, because in very poor light conditions it was shamefully dead.

Know amateur photographers who are absolutely convinced that type of camera plays no role weather you produce masterpiece or shit. But after gaining experience I see it is not true

Portrait is always the sort of intimacy between photographer and model, even if it is spontaneous street or public portrait. With intuitive wisdom photographer tries to reveal most prominent features of model character, if possible. Normally 20-30 attempts give one interesting snapshot, and 50 provide sufficient material for normal characteristic portrait. Fast street portraits look inexpressive and dim, when author has no time to make two-three additional shots. Photographer also becomes very close to model when processing photos at big screen and struggling with inevitable blemishes of skin, which can tell a lot about habits and character of individual.

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