Tuesday, 31 December 2019


It was Friday 29 November, around 4.30 pm. I had just come home from a visit to town, when this Caspar-David-Friedrich-like view enticed me to step out on my balcony and fire away a shot. Such scenery late in the year is quite uncommon at our Nordic latitude, which got me thinking. Soon my musings took some quite philosophical, if not melancholic turns, centering around the German words Abendland (Occident) and Abendrot (Sunset glow). There is no good way to translate these two alliterating words, which explains the German title of this blog.

The Teutonic language may appear rather unwieldy to outsiders, but, in the present context, it seems a bit prophetic; don't you agree? In literal translation, Abendland stands for "evening-land", which rather aptly describes the state Western civilisation finds itself in at present. Just a decade ago, Western supremacy appeared almost self-evident, whereas, at the beginning of the new decade, serious doubt is creeping in and the Orient (aptly called Morgenland, "morning-land" in German) seems on the rise and on the verge of take-over. This would be quite acceptable, if the change in leadership took place in an atmosphere of peaceful competition, guided by international consensus, but, increasingly, a more morose future may unroll, with increasing risk of violent confrontations between the winners and losers of the global power game.

Even if such risks tend to frighten me, I usually console myself with the insight that nobody, least myself, can foresee the future; so there is no meaning in getting anxious about possible chains of event that, however worrying, never may materialise in the real world. Especially since, at my age, there may not be enough time left for path-breaking global changes to play out with me being around.

The more reason to redirect my thoughts to happenings closer in time and to home. In my own time-zone, I have reached more definitely my personal Abendland. At the mature age of 75, which I reached just a week ago, I think it proper to enter into full retirement at long last. But haven't I been a senior citizen for ten years already? True enough, but there is one official position that I have been holding on to and will leave only today, on year 2019's final hour.

The author with his book "Fiat Lux!"

To explain what I am talking about, I have to backtrack almost five years. At an event, organised by the Swedish Fulbright Alumni Association (SFAA) in early 2015, I happened to bring along some copies of my book "Fiat Lux!", and gifted one of them to the staff at Fulbright Commission Sweden. Now, you, Dear Readers of my blog "Déja vu", know already that this book is about revisiting my time as Fulbright Grantee at UC Berkely back in 1976/77. This may explain what happened thereafter. Half a year after the event, out of the blue, I got a phone call from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, asking me whether I would be interested in becoming a Board Member at the Commission. I gladly accepted, had I not been a Grantee myself and benefitted greatly from the study year in Berkeley made possible by my Fulbright Grant? Time to pay back!

During the four years since, I have been a grateful and diligent Member of the Commission Board, putting my decades' long experience as researcher, university teacher, and Swedish and international civil servant to good use when advising the Commission on its affairs and, in particular, when participating in evaluation and selection of the students and scholars from Sweden and the US to benefit from this grandiose exchange experience. But, all good things have to come to an end, eventually. For me, attaining the mature age of 75 seems a good stopping point, apt at handing over the baton to younger capacities. Still, I will sorely miss the Commission, with all the good work it is doing, and wish it the best of luck for the future.

Thus relieved from the burden of work, let me move on to more creative themes. At my age, sleep comes lightly, so am always awake and ready to start the new day around 7.30 am. Shortly after 8 am, you will find me sitting in the kitchen, sipping coffee in peace and admiring the ever changing carpet of Hammarby Sound rolling itself out before me. The month of December is especially interesting in that respect, since the morning light is fading away ever faster, the closer the days are to their Nadir, on 21 December. So, let me show you what that does to my morning view, as appreciated shortly after 8 am.

4 December, shortly after 8 am

In the beginning of December, there is still clear morning light greeting me with fervour. No need to put the lights on for my newspaper reading. 

8 December, shortly after 8 am

Four days later, the scenery looks already a bit different. It is not really daylight yet, so I have to keep the lights on, even if newly fallen snow helps to keep the view reasonably clear and fancy.

12 December, shortly after 8 am

Another four days later you begin to understand, why we residents in Sweden often are in a somber mood. It is not funny to barely see the light when sipping your morning coffee!

16 December, shortly after 8 am

So this is about as bad as it gets, just 5 days before the Nadir. No need to wait for 21 December, it is still night even now, when I am trying to get my act together over coffee.

25 December, shortly after 8 am

"Wenn die Not aufs Höchste steigt, Gott der Herr die Hand uns reicht". The noble words of Adelheid Wette come unbidden to mind, when sipping coffee and experiencing this first sign of a new beginning. We are just four days past the Nadir, but a partially clear sky permits a "foreglow" of the sun, which is still hovering below the horizon. 

29 December, shortly after 8 am

Finally, this fine morning, eight days past the Nadir, brings tidings of a rosy future! Who am I to question such a hearty encouragement?

But, I see that New Year's Eve is rapidly approaching its finale. The first rockets are already sprinkling Southern Island with light, my neighbours are stepping out on their balcony to admire the  midnight firework, and corks are popping out of champaign bottles. So, without further ado, permit me to wish you all, Dear Readers,

A very happy Year 2020


Unknown said...

Your pictures are as remarkable as you are. Happy new decade, Emil.

Krister Andersson said...

Happy New Year!
From another Fulbright Scholar

BeachyGal said...

I also share your sentiments about the new tilt of the world. And for those of us who have known nothing but freedom, it is unimaginable and terrifying.
May we right this ship before we sail into truly dark waters.

Here is to a New Year that is brighter and bodes better tidings! Stay well, dear Emil.

Eva said...

Dear Emil,
Thank you for your good wishes for the new year! I wish you a very happy and successful new year and a few days too late Happy Birthday!
Your pictures are stunning and show so very clearly the development of light and darkness. Now in January we can only look forward to even brighter days with the return of some more well needed sun beams.
Kind regards

Farouk Solna said...

Thanks Dear Emil,thanks for these your beautiful words that leads ne, for a short moment, into a wonderful dreamworld, sitting in my balcony this sunny holiday morning in Tunis
Gott Nytt 2020!

Hermann Becke said...

Wer die wunderbare Musik von Engelbert Humperdinck zum Text "Wenn die Not aufs Höchste steigt" hören will, der muss hier - https://www.youtube.com/watch?time_continue=6338&v=JnMEI4aoUfo&feature=emb_logo - bis 1:46:50 scrollen! Danke,lieber Emil, für den schönen Neujahrgruß! Gute Wünsche an dich!!

Emil Ems said...

Dear Hermann,
Thank you kindly for providing us this sharp and excellent reference in Youtube. I did not know that you could refer to a specific section in a long video in such a convenient fashion. I have already introduced this reference as a link to the phrase in the blog itself!
Yours sincerely

Anonymous said...

Great pictures from your kitchen. Happy New Year and congratulations on your 2nd or maybe 3rd retirement.

Hermann Becke said...

Dear Emil, Music - especially opera - is my hobby, as you may know. That's why I've been writing reviews for the largest German online opera newspaper for many years. Most recently I wrote a report on a Humperdinck opera - also with youtube links - see:https://www.deropernfreund.de/graz-12.html
Perhaps you are interested - best wishes! Hermann

drabherb said...

Happy New Year Emil. Hope to see you again soon.

Greetings Herb & Kelly

Emil Ems said...

Dear Herb & Kelly,
Why not come to Stockholm one of these days?
Yours sincerely

Anonymous said...

Guats neigs joar,lieber Emil, gsund,rund,bunt! Greatings from Marion!

Anonymous said...

Lieber Emil!
Gratuliere dir zu deinem Entschluss die Arbeit hinter dir zu lassen und in Zukunft nur mehr solche Dinge in Angriff nehmen die dich begeistern.
Wünsche dir ein gesundes erfolgreiches 2020.
Liebe Grüße Steffi

Anonymous said...

Thank you for your blog. For so many reasons. It is written in just the correct way.
I miss your visits to Mrs Fujimoto on Stuart St, in Berkeley.

José said...

We wish you a very nice and wonderful HAPPY NEW YEAR , dear Emil.
Stay healthy and keep enjoying what you like to do ….

Gerassimos said...

Happy New Year Emil. Nice to see you full of energy and ideas. Enjoy!

Anonymous said...

Dear Emil, thanks for your - as always - interesting insights of the outside of your kitchen window/balcony !
A strange feeling hearing you using words like "retirement" , getting out of duties, jobs, activities official or not ... but you will know how to keep you in the new 'free' time busy !
Take care Emil, all the best for the starting decade of our century's new "20-ies" enjoy it it mustn't be with Charlston .-))

Heinz said...

Willkommen, lieber Emil, im kaum angezapften neuen Jahr, das für uns Europäer - trotz aller Unkenrufe - im weltweiten Geschehen weiterhin nur priveligiert bleiben kann. Ich erwarte trotz Deiner 75 Jahre (meine Nachbarin wurde im Dezember 100), dass ich weiterhin mit Deinen englischensprachigen Reflexionen rechenen kann, denn Dein anglophones Niveau ist für mich ein Genuß, owohl wir mit 6 Nationalitäten in der Kleinfamilie auch multilingual unterwegs sind. Herzliche Grüße aus Klosterneuburg

Anonymous said...

Hello Emil, shame on me, I somehow didn't see this at the turn of the New Year, but am very pleased to have discovered it now - better late than never, as they say!!

As ever, those views are beautiful, and I hope your "retirement" won't mean stopping sending them to us.

I wish you all the best in this new phase of your life (and, indeed, as another friend has commented, "retirement" does sound rather strange for someone as active as you :-))

I guess I should now say Happy Easter, rather than Happy New Year! Best wishes in any case.


Emil Ems said...

Thank you kindly, Heather, for your nice words, which are always welcome, New Year or Old Year.
By the way, did you see and hear the marvelous finale to Hansel and Gretel, by clicking on “Wenn die Not aufs Höchste steigt”?
Yours sincerely