News From Finland (The World's Happiest Country FOR THE NINTH YEAR IN A ROW!!)
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I could list multiple things for you, but as you already know, I don't converse with fanny-faced losers looking to fill in their endless down time.
All you really need to know is that you'll never be as happy or contented as the Mowl.
Now get out there are haul those sandbags before you drown in your own kitchen, there's more rain on the way.
Ha-ha! Imagine living on a tiny island in a massive ocean? Where the rain never stops, where the rivers, streams, lakes, canals, reservoirs, waterfalls, are always flowing and yet where when it rains a little more than usual, the entire country folds up like a damp house of cards caught out in the drizzle? Failure after failure. Money thrown after money burned. Where tens of thousands of houses built too close to the sea, or out on flood plains, or too close to a river, are all fucked every time the clouds gather and get busy?
And then spending your days criticizing the world's happiest country?
Poor Jambo.
All you really need to know is that you'll never be as happy or contented as the Mowl.
Now get out there are haul those sandbags before you drown in your own kitchen, there's more rain on the way.
Ha-ha! Imagine living on a tiny island in a massive ocean? Where the rain never stops, where the rivers, streams, lakes, canals, reservoirs, waterfalls, are always flowing and yet where when it rains a little more than usual, the entire country folds up like a damp house of cards caught out in the drizzle? Failure after failure. Money thrown after money burned. Where tens of thousands of houses built too close to the sea, or out on flood plains, or too close to a river, are all fucked every time the clouds gather and get busy?
And then spending your days criticizing the world's happiest country?
Poor Jambo.
Nevermind, I thought of one myself..
She quit politics to go be a globalist bimbo at the Tony Blair Institute
Of course, you don't have to have a sad man crush on Serena Marine to know what she was about.. gender ekwality, the alphabet people, the 'minority' people, social welfare recepients (that's where The Mowl comes in) and of course, climate change..
I don't like this guy (Triggernometry bloke) but that's for a different thread.
Here he makes a good explanation of the sheer folly of a tiny European country (like the Frozen Wasteland and Ireland) blowing up its economy in pursuit of 'net-zero' (which the bimbo was a champion of) -
I don't like this guy (Triggernometry bloke) but that's for a different thread.
Here he makes a good explanation of the sheer folly of a tiny European country (like the Frozen Wasteland and Ireland) blowing up its economy in pursuit of 'net-zero' (which the bimbo was a champion of) -
Mowl
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So you haven't a fucking clue what she's up to: grand.
You see, the biggest mistake you're constantly making is in thinking anybody else wants to know what you think you know - which isn't much.
It's kind of like toxicity by association: 'if Jimmy-Jambo Doorbell is bangin' on about it - then you can fuckin' keep it...'
Especially when you're three fucking years behind actual events.
You see, the biggest mistake you're constantly making is in thinking anybody else wants to know what you think you know - which isn't much.
It's kind of like toxicity by association: 'if Jimmy-Jambo Doorbell is bangin' on about it - then you can fuckin' keep it...'
Especially when you're three fucking years behind actual events.
Imagine I actually read and responded to every 60IQ post you drool on me..
I am talking about the bimbo (who you have a man crush on).. as a Finnish politician
Mowl
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Once again, Finland leads the way in terms of new technologies and conceptual design.
In Finland, innovative schools are being designed to resemble forests, with classrooms housed inside dome-like structures covered in living moss. These natural environments improve air quality, acoustics, and student well-being while reducing stress and enhancing concentration. The design draws inspiration from Finland’s deep connection to nature and research showing that green spaces improve learning outcomes. It’s a powerful example of architecture supporting mental health and education simultaneously.
A few details:
Dome-shaped forest classrooms, assembled in hours.
Covered with real living moss, inside and out.
Improves focus and well-being for teachers and pupils.
Enhances indoor air quality.
Nature-inspired education design environment.
They can also suit whatever class numbers they need to as the factory assembly of the basic structural parts is as simple as Lego. Given that Finnish classrooms often have pupils of various age groups from junior to final year pupils who all work together so that nobody gets left behind, this makes things easier for everyone. Teachers don't necessarily teach/address the whole room, instead allowing senior pupils share their knowledge with their junior counterparts. This central pooling of shared information ensures that every pupil gets the attention they need.
These are the same type of structures used for ice hockey and other winter sports where ice is a necessity. Even in the underground, enormous halls can be exploded/tunneled to exacting specs and then have one of these dome-like structures assembled within it in order to have maximum control over the temperature of the space. Add in an enormous crowd attending to watch a championship game as opposed to an empty hall, then of course air quality and airflow matter very much. Temperatures inside the dome will rise and fall abruptly, and safety precautions are necessary to regulate the rate of change.
Other spaces are for dry things like go-karting. Huge circuits, straight and curved bends, loops and chicanes of various degrees, all covered in tar and air conditioned to remove the fumes from the engines. These too can be enclosed for maximum air quality with large fans running as fast as is required, then shut down when not needed.
Same with my old bomb shelter: we were enclosed as we are/were connected directly to the presidential palace a few hundred meters away by tunnel. Instead we had heat pumped in regulated by a gauge which kept every room at a steady +15C with air also pumped in and out via another gauged system. This way musicians and bands aren't fucking with their neighbours' patience: we're underground, kicking it as loud as we like. We also have access to many other halls all across the network via massive bomb-proof steel doors that open out onto access roadways, some big enough for juggernauts to deliver heavy goods to connected premises along the network. A city beneath the city.
But not for the kids: their domes are overground: sun, light, snow, ice, and the views out to the water.
Schools are frequently given prime land-space to assemble schools on for best use and ease of access.
In time, more and more of these wonderful indoor/outdoor domes will appear with various functions in mind beyond tennis and basketball.
Wonderful country to raise kids.
Happy little fuckers.
In Finland, innovative schools are being designed to resemble forests, with classrooms housed inside dome-like structures covered in living moss. These natural environments improve air quality, acoustics, and student well-being while reducing stress and enhancing concentration. The design draws inspiration from Finland’s deep connection to nature and research showing that green spaces improve learning outcomes. It’s a powerful example of architecture supporting mental health and education simultaneously.
A few details:
Dome-shaped forest classrooms, assembled in hours.
Covered with real living moss, inside and out.
Improves focus and well-being for teachers and pupils.
Enhances indoor air quality.
Nature-inspired education design environment.
They can also suit whatever class numbers they need to as the factory assembly of the basic structural parts is as simple as Lego. Given that Finnish classrooms often have pupils of various age groups from junior to final year pupils who all work together so that nobody gets left behind, this makes things easier for everyone. Teachers don't necessarily teach/address the whole room, instead allowing senior pupils share their knowledge with their junior counterparts. This central pooling of shared information ensures that every pupil gets the attention they need.
These are the same type of structures used for ice hockey and other winter sports where ice is a necessity. Even in the underground, enormous halls can be exploded/tunneled to exacting specs and then have one of these dome-like structures assembled within it in order to have maximum control over the temperature of the space. Add in an enormous crowd attending to watch a championship game as opposed to an empty hall, then of course air quality and airflow matter very much. Temperatures inside the dome will rise and fall abruptly, and safety precautions are necessary to regulate the rate of change.
Other spaces are for dry things like go-karting. Huge circuits, straight and curved bends, loops and chicanes of various degrees, all covered in tar and air conditioned to remove the fumes from the engines. These too can be enclosed for maximum air quality with large fans running as fast as is required, then shut down when not needed.
Same with my old bomb shelter: we were enclosed as we are/were connected directly to the presidential palace a few hundred meters away by tunnel. Instead we had heat pumped in regulated by a gauge which kept every room at a steady +15C with air also pumped in and out via another gauged system. This way musicians and bands aren't fucking with their neighbours' patience: we're underground, kicking it as loud as we like. We also have access to many other halls all across the network via massive bomb-proof steel doors that open out onto access roadways, some big enough for juggernauts to deliver heavy goods to connected premises along the network. A city beneath the city.
But not for the kids: their domes are overground: sun, light, snow, ice, and the views out to the water.
Schools are frequently given prime land-space to assemble schools on for best use and ease of access.
In time, more and more of these wonderful indoor/outdoor domes will appear with various functions in mind beyond tennis and basketball.
Wonderful country to raise kids.
Happy little fuckers.
Mowl
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They're allowed as cabins by the lake-sides for summer vacations as they fall under the same specs required for any wooden cabin. Most Finns inherit at least one from their predecessors as there are over five and a half thousand lakes and most of them are dotted with remote wooden cabins built a hundred years ago and more. No electricity in most, no water or waste disposal: you have to keep your land clean and no permanent outhouses are allowed: there are other methods to choose from, each of which have their benefits and downsides.
Felling trees is allowed, within reason. You can't just clear a tract of land and use it for growing vegetables. That requires a license. But you can use the land around your cabin to build your sauna (the whole point and purpose of life on the lakes) and grow your own veggies in an allotment. Maintenance of these areas is done by helicopter. They attached two meter wide rotating blades to trim back the trees when required, otherwise your spot may not get any direct sun, which is also the whole point of building the cabin.
Hunting and fishing are go. Foraging too, but only in certain seasons: winter is long and spring is abrupt. Mushroom parties are of course a gas. Everything else, even in a modern dome structure like the one pictured, has to be done by hand. All waste must be taken away and dumped in licensed recycling centers. That's your kitchen garbage and your toilet waste. Pooping or dumping in the lakes isn't just frowned upon: it'll warrant a good kicking around the town square by your neighbours before you're busted in court - and you won't be allowed to forget it either.
In time, these domes - and other clever designs with repurposed large-scale containers - will become more common. But most Finns stick by tradition and will go to any lengths to keep the family cabin original and full of family history. And mosquitoes. Lots and lots of mosquitoes. Cabin life must abide with them. Dome life will offer options. It's getting better - and cheaper - all the time.
These domes have been around for decades and they're very popular with the Northern Lights gang:
But they're being refined all the time. New uses and purposes keep the design wheels turning and new ideas are always examined and graded. That's the spirit of Finnish design: most cultures stop when they think they've reached the nadir. To Finland, the top slot is just the beginning: we have an in-built nature that drives us to go beyond the perfect model. What else can it do? How else can it be applied? What more to add and how?
It's really inspiring to be around such creative minds always trying to excel.
I left Ireland because everything's a closed shop for the outsider, the solo artist.
Every creative person I know personally in Ireland are on their fucking knees crying out with the state of the shit they have to deal with.
Ireland's still in the 1950's mindset of 'all true art comes from poverty and desperation...'
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After several weeks of endless blue skies and severe temperatures, Helsinki is today finally clear of snow on the pathways. From ice and packed snow that lasted months while the sun shined as bright as she could, we went from -16C up to +2C overnight, and we awoke to roadways and pavements that were dry concrete. It doesn't get much sweeter than this, a wonderful transition to the coming springtime and Vappu (May Day) celebrations that brings us all out into the parks and green spaces to celebrate the end of a truly epic Nordic winter.
Certainly the best one I've enjoyed in the last ten years.
The kids are out playing in the snows that still cover the grass and fields, but the playgrounds are clear and they're swinging and see-sawing away to their heart's content. I also noted how the ladies are already putting away their winter wear and are tentatively trying out spring-wear for their nights out. This is another favourite transition of mine: they don't mind a wee bit of cold and will brave it in heels and short dresses, looking absolutely fabulous after months of heavy-duty winter-wear and Doc Martin boots (they're very popular with the ladies these last few seasons). This week I'll be doing the same: sorting out my wardrobe and putting my winter items into my storage in the cellar and refilling the wardrobes with summer items and lighter footwear for the spring and summer ahead.
We can almost smell it on the air: long shadows and high hopes, endless midnight sunshine and all-night outdoor parties in the parks. We're in the process of booking dates for the new project, our guitarist/engineer is finally back after a year in Brisbane and he and the kids are thrilled to have some snow to play in after being broiled by the Australian sunshine and burning temperatures.
There's everything to look forward to, and I'm primed for it by now:
Ultramariini: 'Lasimeri Taivaansini' (Lasimeri 2018)
Certainly the best one I've enjoyed in the last ten years.
The kids are out playing in the snows that still cover the grass and fields, but the playgrounds are clear and they're swinging and see-sawing away to their heart's content. I also noted how the ladies are already putting away their winter wear and are tentatively trying out spring-wear for their nights out. This is another favourite transition of mine: they don't mind a wee bit of cold and will brave it in heels and short dresses, looking absolutely fabulous after months of heavy-duty winter-wear and Doc Martin boots (they're very popular with the ladies these last few seasons). This week I'll be doing the same: sorting out my wardrobe and putting my winter items into my storage in the cellar and refilling the wardrobes with summer items and lighter footwear for the spring and summer ahead.
We can almost smell it on the air: long shadows and high hopes, endless midnight sunshine and all-night outdoor parties in the parks. We're in the process of booking dates for the new project, our guitarist/engineer is finally back after a year in Brisbane and he and the kids are thrilled to have some snow to play in after being broiled by the Australian sunshine and burning temperatures.
There's everything to look forward to, and I'm primed for it by now:
Ultramariini: 'Lasimeri Taivaansini' (Lasimeri 2018)
Mowl
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It's the sixth of March, 2026. The sun is beaming down on the bay outside and I can hear the cracking of the ice sheets late at night when Finland's gone to sleep. This weekend has numerous parties to choose from, and I can't decide which to attend and which to skip, so I think the best idea is to do some preparations first, then have a few libations and spliffs and let my mood decide for me.
I've a few wraps of dried/powered magic mushrooms from 2024 still in the fridge, so after sauna I'll make a pot of tea and have those first, then a few Bellini's to get me grooving and happy in my dancing shoes. My fridge is stuffed tight with fresh foods after getting lucky at Lidl with two sacks of fresh foods for only €2 each. I gave lots of it to Jaana, my rather pretty next door neighbour who makes the most wonderful smoothies and always has a liter or so for me in return. I was wondering what a Bellini smoothie might taste like so she said I can borrow her juicer thingy later on to make a few alcoholic smoothies with Kiwi fruits, fresh red apples, mandarins, and oranges to take with me later in the evening. Eating and drinking, all in one.
The sunshine is so bright. Crystalline actually, because the way the sun hits Finland is a bit different to how it hits Ireland, which is a few hundred miles further south than we are. On days like this you can really see the difference. Not a cloud in the sky, the snow still thick on the green spaces but bone dry everywhere else. This morning I saw how the girlies are dressing for the weekend: little dresses, bright colours, big smiles, shapely hips and legs. Even the emails from the state were all signed off with happy summertime wishes and 'hei-hei, winter's over' greetings. Everyone's in a great mood.
This is definitely Mowl weather: no more winter clothes for Mowl - it's time to lighten up, in every possible way.
Liekki: 'Rintama'
I've a few wraps of dried/powered magic mushrooms from 2024 still in the fridge, so after sauna I'll make a pot of tea and have those first, then a few Bellini's to get me grooving and happy in my dancing shoes. My fridge is stuffed tight with fresh foods after getting lucky at Lidl with two sacks of fresh foods for only €2 each. I gave lots of it to Jaana, my rather pretty next door neighbour who makes the most wonderful smoothies and always has a liter or so for me in return. I was wondering what a Bellini smoothie might taste like so she said I can borrow her juicer thingy later on to make a few alcoholic smoothies with Kiwi fruits, fresh red apples, mandarins, and oranges to take with me later in the evening. Eating and drinking, all in one.
The sunshine is so bright. Crystalline actually, because the way the sun hits Finland is a bit different to how it hits Ireland, which is a few hundred miles further south than we are. On days like this you can really see the difference. Not a cloud in the sky, the snow still thick on the green spaces but bone dry everywhere else. This morning I saw how the girlies are dressing for the weekend: little dresses, bright colours, big smiles, shapely hips and legs. Even the emails from the state were all signed off with happy summertime wishes and 'hei-hei, winter's over' greetings. Everyone's in a great mood.
This is definitely Mowl weather: no more winter clothes for Mowl - it's time to lighten up, in every possible way.
Liekki: 'Rintama'
Mowl
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That's a nice postcard, Jimmy - do you actually believe the shit you read on these sleazy racist sites you frequent?
Our tiny few Somalis and Iraqis cost us nothing: because they work while they study, and then - when study is complete, they just work.
But if you want to believe every silly picture postcard with words and pictures from your strange friends, by all means fire away.
By now you'll have heard that we won the OECD 'World's Happiest Country' for the NINTH year running?
Heh heh! I know how much that cripples you, so I'm happy to be the one to tell you!
The sun is blazing, the snows are gone, little dresses are here and they're high above even higher heeled shoes and deep blue eyes: which makes Mowl happy.
A happy Irishman in the world's happiest country, getting sent postcards from the edge courtesy of Ireland's saddest far-left progressive half-wit gnashionalist.
Facts are raciss
You must be so proud (you're not raciss)
Frozen Wastelander Somalis are differen
Give up kid, you're only making a fool of yourself
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Oh, but on the contrary: I'm reminded every day by my neighbours and friends how much of an influence I've been on everyone who's met me in the twenty six years I lived up here in the world's happiest country. They say that my apparently never-ending good-will and friendliness has changed a lot of people's attitudes to Finland's small diasporas over the last three decades, that it's down to people like me fully integrating in local life and customs and doing so with positive traits to offer and learn from. Hence all the girlies whom I've loved and shared myself with, even if only for short periods of time.
I'm not ready to settle down just yet, my life still has a ways to go in climbing even bigger mountains than those already conquered.
So I totally understand your anger with me. If I were in your leaky boots then I'd probably be hopping mad too. You've so much to be angry about, I know: watching your country sell you out, replacing you with uneducated Negroes and ill-mannered brown people from all over the shop. I'm sorry too you can't seem to find a women to be with you and to help stave off the wanks and porn channels that you use to replace what was once the possibility of happiness and even love. If I were in your shoes then I too would be as miserable and empty and as you are all these long dull years I've known of you.
So try to happy for me, even if it hurts like hell.
Were the situation reversed, I'd probably be as jealous of you as you are of me.
So know that I understand, that I accept your hurt and rage and my place in making you feel even worse than your country does.
I'm not Irish any more, not really, anyway: I'm more Finnish than Irish by now and I know that confuses you so you can just say so if it makes you feel better.
I'd like to have a try of this new weed before heading into the sauna with the gang for cold beers and updates on the local happenings.
It's a hybrid my man says he's been working on for some time, so not to be too surprised if it gives me The Fear.
Haven't had it in years so if I do it'll be a gas, mainly because I'm so fucking happy I could just take a shit on your whole being, Jimmy.
By the time Population Replacement's done with you, you won't even remember me, so take that as a good goal to aim for.
Don't let them replace you with some Negro who can't play chess or stand listening to Oasis: you're worth more than that.
To whom I'm not sure, but surely there's someone out there who gives a shit about you?
Anyone at all, Shay?
Bar Swordid, like?
No?
Ahh, sure.... .. . .