Ugh, Karl-Theodor! At first I was really you more sympathetic. Not from the bourgeois admiration for the nobility, but because I felt real pity. Any body that had been uncovered in Guttenplag Wiki has copy in me a burning sensation caused the foreign Cham, coupled with the kind of compassion that they command, assuming responsibility for their desolate situation, but all alone, which nevertheless but a certain "Well, nobody deserves!" arouse feeling. I have therefore (by the way firmly convinced of the ghost writer theory, but this only incidentally, Karl-Theodor) every time shrugged inwardly, if with malice and an outstretched Index finger was reported. Of course, I also laughed at the jokes (which was my favorite:
intern in the Ministry of Defence: "Where is here the copier?"
Secretary of State: "On visiting troops in Afghanistan!")
and also I have feverishly every half hour, the mirror online update page, burning to a different picture of your Gelfrisur and a new headline in the style of "Copy Paste Delete". But deep inside me, Karl-Theodor, there was my sympathy with you, that unreasonable, completely irrational pity that we did not deserve, if you write off, much less write off when you leave.
But, Karl-Theodor, but . Then your speech yesterday. Tell me, what have you taken because of? Instead - as is fitting for a man of noble (or however you express that in your musty Schlössenr) - head held high finally time to admit your stupid Kopiererei ...! Rather than take the chance to admit that it was just really super-super-embarrassed that you leidtut excessive, and that something is not easy ... instead you hakst from the embarrassing thesis in two sentences and then turn the tables completely around: Karl-Theodor the Great, the superior man, a victim of the media, it can not bear it any longer, that more fuss around him is made as to the killed and wounded soldiers in Afghanisatn! And why he resigns! Let me tell you something, Karl-Theodor, I believe that the dead soldiers turning over in his grave in the face of this insolence! If I was a member of the victims, I would go to Berlin and to you personally spit in your face that you inszenierst my dead family member of your possible undamaged finish!
And - I'm stunned - you go one step further. You do not just play the good guy, despite the sacrifice of complete innocence of his office the cannibalistic media, no - do you use this forum where you really just should do as heads bowed humbly before all of us (and all doctors, have copied not and again and again the courage and have at times almost lost my mind, I know this one!) - at least that would have been the only portable entertainment, which you can put in the course of this speech would have on the day, Karl-Theodor! You would kneel have before us all and reduce büßergleich penitent's head and mutter
"I'm sorry, I have made a mistake. I am not indeed become the basis of my thesis Minister, but I have a politician as a role model. And I can as a politician, not all of the training location Wissenschaftsweld Germany launched so shamelessly in front of the head. So I step back now. Tschö with ö! "
But have not you done. You made the media responsible and then you've really found have had the audacity to point out what did you all great things done in your office. And that you your successor so wonderful the way you leveled and supi-prepared army reform have laid on the place mats. This also is not even cashed the laurels to say yes after all "Yes, but we prepare's the Baron!"
Karl-Theodor, in the course of your speech is really the last remaining sympathy I felt for you still, so slow in the Fingertips vanished. This could then devoured the few little tears at the end (and usually I fall whenever someone crying!) No repairing it. In general, Karl-Theodor, which I take not from you. That was safely back just an idea of one of your consultants. Perhaps the same one who said "Give a doctorate from voluntarily; in Libya stitched the bear, have forgotten this until Monday before all". Was probably nothing, Karl-Theodor. Embarrassing is, do I still alien to be ashamed. But the pity that you have lost.
And that is why I publish now all Guttenberg-jokes - which I've pinched for reasons of piety so far - collecting and pitched for my Blog audiences in a concentrated amount. Ugh.
