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“All along the river, the people I spoke to were hard-working and deeply attached to the mental security blanket of having a decent house, clean car and steady job. They were relatively wealthy, but at the same time quite ambivalent about wealth, and disdainful of anything which smacked of excessive consumption. Family was important, but having expensive jewellery or a fancy haircut usually were not. People considered it essential to be productive and efficient, but would also think it an outrage to be expected to reply to a work email on the weekend. From Rotterdam to Ludwigshafen, they counted pennies and returned empty bottles, avoided running up debts, and were careful to save for rainy days. Food was enjoyed but unimportant, and a 'salad' was anything covered with mayonnaise, preferably fried first.”

“[When testing psychic abilities of normal people who claimed no psychic powers, J.B Rhine found that] success rate deteriorates if you undertake prolonged experimentation. As with telepathy, clairvoyance and precognition experiments, J.B Rhine observed that this decline effect reflected the subject's loss of interest. [...] And as with other ESP experiments, the degree of belief in your powers can prove significant. Rhine found that sceptics again scored below what you would expect from chance alone.”

“Le mai le joli mai en barque sur le Rhin Des dames regardaient du haut de la montagne Vous êtes si jolies mais la barque s'éloigne Qui donc a fait pleurer les saules riverains Or des vergers fleuris se figeaient en arrière Les pétales tombés des cerisiers de mai Sont les ongles de celle que j'ai tant aimée Les pétales flétris sont comme ses paupières Sur le chemin du bord du fleuve lentement Un ours un singe un chien menés par des tziganes Suivaient une roulotte traînée par un âne Tandis que s'éloignait dans les vignes rhénanes Sur un fifre lointain un air de régiment Le mai le joli mai a paré les ruines De lierre de vigne vierge et de rosiers Le vent du Rhin secoue sur le bord les osiers Et les roseaux jaseurs et les fleurs nues des vignes”

“It was a buoyant place under a clear sky, everything in the air whispered that the plains were far behind and the sunlight sent a flicker and a flash of reflections glancing up from the snow; and two more invisible lines had been crossed and important ones: the accent had changed and wine cellars had taken the place of beerhalls. Instead of those grey mastodontic mugs, wine-glasses glittered on the oak. (It was under a vista of old casks in a Weinstube that I settled with my diary till bedtime.) The plain bowls of those wine-glasses were poised on slender glass stalks, or on diminishing pagodas of little globes, and both kinds of stem were coloured: a deep green for Mosel and, for Rhenish, a brown smoky gold that was almost amber. When horny hands lifted them, each flashed forth its coloured message in the lamplight. It is impossible, drinking by glass in those charmingly named inns and wine-cellars, not to drink too much. Deceptively and treacherously, those innocent-looking goblets hold nearly half a bottle and simply by sipping one could explore the two great rivers below and the Danube and all Swabia, and Franconia too by proxy, and the vales of Imhof and the faraway slopes of Würzburg: journeying in time from year to year, with draughts as cool as a deep well, limpidly varying from dark gold to pale silver and smelling of glades and meadows and flowers.”