Can irritation kill?

That’s pretty much what a famous Finnish politician once said when, yet again, somebody had taken away a position that was “rightfully his”. Yeah well, maybe you’re not that smart and maybe you should just retire? Oh no, I’ll be gone twelve years, try to preach anti-EU politics in the European Parliament and then return to Finland to demand a high political office. Yeah well, maybe no one’s going to give a s*it about that? No, wrong again, I’m now Finland’s Minister of Foreign Trade and Development! What the f*ck?!

Pardon my French. I'm just so pissed off at some of the choices for the new government. I can’t believe that the government negotiations, where the mantra seemed to be “dynamic, innovative Finland”, have now ended in the selection of two thousand-year-old, conservative, practically mono-lingual men as Minister for Foreign Affairs and Minister for Foreign Trade and Development! It seems that we want to draw the attention of the tabloid press to us with a ladies man and the old fart.

(I was planning to row to Sweden with my colleague but apparently we still have too much work to do in reporting all this.)

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On another note, I’ve been “improving my CV” by engaging in extracurricular activities. In fact, it will be useful, probably both on paper and in practice. How many 24-year-olds have been responsible for recruitment of a new “employee”, sorting through some 20 applications, planning the selection, conducting interviews and sitting in the committee that picks the new “employee”? In addition, I’m also learning diplomacy (at least on the phone where you can make all kinds of faces while sounding all pleasant and understanding :D ) which shouldn't hurt me...