I have to step out of my hiatus briefly to wish a happy 100th Independence Day to my dear adoptive country. Today Finland celebrates its Centenary.


He is smiling!

It’s about half-past one in the morning and I have a bunch of stuff to do in a few hours, starting with raising the flag and driving Wump to Hakunila for her scout group’s bake sale.

Then, well, I thought I’d jump on a bus and head into Helsinki to stand up with my fellow humans in opposition to the racist, white supremacist, isolationist and anti-immigration alliance that is trying to make our Independence Day something ugly and shameful. I know I’m still just an immigrant and not a citizen, but this is my home.

I’m going to take my bagpipes, just to let all my exotic and awful foreignness show.

But above all, it’s going to be a day of peace, respect, and admiration for this dark, gorgeous, chilly little nation and its amazing, relentless people. Here’s to a hundred years of being fucking awesome, and here’s to a hundred more.


And torilla tavataan. This is … a really long story.

About Hatboy

I’m not often driven to introspection or reflection, but the question does come up sometimes. The big question. So big, there’s just no containing it within the puny boundaries of a single set of punctuationary bookends. Who are these mysterious and unsung heroes of obscurity and shadow? What is their origin story? Do they have a prequel trilogy? What are their secret identities? What are their public identities, for that matter? What are their powers? Their abilities? Their haunted pasts and troubled futures? Their modus operandi? Where do they live anyway, and when? What do they do for a living? Do they really have these fantastical adventures, or is it a dazzlingly intellectual and overwrought metaphor? Or is it perhaps a smug and post-modern sort of metaphor? Is it a plain stupid metaphor, hedged around with thick wads of plausible deniability, a soap bubble of illusory plot dependent upon readers who don’t dare question it for fear of looking foolish? A flight of fancy, having dozed off in front of the television during an episode of something suitably spaceship-oriented? Do they have a quest, a handler, a mission statement, a department-level development objective in five stages? I am Hatboy. https://hatboy.blog/2013/12/17/metalude-who-are-creepy-and-hatboy/
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