Housekeeping and Inspector/Inspektor

Translation from the Germanic Handwavium

A first point of general housekeeping, because I am a man with the technological grasp of ways to get us to the stars, but also absolutely hate the minutiae of how IT “works” on this planet, (Earth), and because putting a dozen IT “professionals” against a wall to be shot every single day in order to “motivate” those who work like “professionals” to instead work like logical human beings in order to NOT get shot, is like… frowned upon, apparently (a sure sign that damned communism has taken over, I tell you), I would be ever so grateful if one of you that can afford it, is happy to do so, will not incur a famine in your household for doing so, etc. etc. could subscribe to a paid subscription.

This will let me test if what I did to set the payments up is correct and works or not. It should be fine and working, but as I said… I don’t trust these “automated” systems, created by a mixture of incompetence, arrogance, desperation and imprecision that seems to plague every industry on Earth today. The first one of you to do so, even if it is just a $8 a month subscription and you cancel it after the first payment has gone through, I will consider a founding member regardless of the amount pledged. I really just want to test this thing is all.

Right, if you have managed to work your way through that first paragraph-sentence, congratulations, your brain works at least as well as those of people who lived a couple of hundred years ago, who (no joke, this is real) had a vocabulary about three times as large as present day “literate” people, and whom had no issue whatsoever keeping a long sentence in mind, since it was/is all contextual.

You have also reached possibly the last (maybe, no promises) bit of “writer’s angst” I will share with you. And I say maybe, because the level of angst it causes is zero and it is simply something I am weighing up between me and me as to what I want to do to either please my own sense of aesthetics and/or reducing my level of pain-in-the-butt weird word typing/corrections I am liable to run into, so here it is.

The setting is on Germanic, Nazi Luna, so obviously things are done in German, which, like Afrikaans, is a language I find offensive to my noble ears, and as a result I have made zero effort to learn any of it, nor am I likely to ever learn any of it. You know, barring funny moustache guy 2.0 suddenly appearing and taking over the world and forcing everyone to learn it, or something. So that is the practical reality.

HOWEVER, I do want to place at least a little flavour of “GermaNaziness” in the whole story, because… duh… it’s about Nazis on the Moon! So I would tend towards keeping Inspektor Kord’s Title (and everyone else’s too) as the original German spelling. This is in essence, the approach I took in the books. It is a little less painful when typing it up in a word processor as you can just add the Germanic Titles to the local dictionary so autocorrect doesn’t do the “wreck-a-nice-beach” that automatic recognise speech programs tend to do. On this here blog… it will probably become an unholy mess and much sinful swearing on my part every time the “helpful” corrections make me have to re-type the damned ranks 17 times. Despite all that… since beauty, to my mind, is perhaps the most glorious personifications of God’s existence, grace and beauty, I must suffer for my art. So, Inspektor it will be, as well a AllAbsultuKammlerdörpfImHimmlersunderkartments will be all the other Germanic type ranks and related…. stuff.

Nevertheless, I would appreciate your views if you would be so kind as to click on one of the two buttons below.

Alright, that is it. The next post you see will be the start of the Lunar Nazi Oder Police’s Procedural featuring Ordnungspolizei Feldpolizei Inspektor Kord Siegfried Neubauer.