... is the German word for "Rubber Bullets". Sounds to me like a new type of Haribo - a bit like Gummi Bears, just shaped like a bullet.
Anyway, I left for a holiday in Germany the night after the riots kicked off . My foot was still messed up after the accident and I had meanwhile picked up some species of fever that burned so fiercely that I couldn't sleep and so I watched over and over
again on the 24-hour news channel as familiar
towns repeatably burned and the financial markets entered a repeated death-spiral.
I couldn't help humming "Ride of the
Valkyrie" - it was that kind of night.
While in Germany I wasn't out of touch because I had the "Bild" newspaper and my erratic German language skills.
Here's a link to one of my favourite articles :-
(original) Kann ich jetzt noch nach London reisen?
(translation) Can I still travel to London ?
What's the German for "Yes - of course you can - just avoid the bits that are on fire" ?
After a wonderful holiday full of good beer, Currywurst and way too many Brötchen, I came back to find that the English press and political establishment weren't any more coherent than a sleazy German tabloid with more boobs than headlines.
But you know what ? I'm going to be one of the few people in the country who doesn't have a strong opinion on "What Must Be Done". You see, I don't live in these neighbourhoods and anything I said would be under-informed and naive.
Exactly like the Lie-Dem MPs for Waitroseshire who seem to think the Mags and Judges should have given the thugs a nice big hug and a community centre.
Or the Tory Boys who ran amok in the early '90s with the Bullingdon Posse - they want a big stick for poor people who smash stuff up.
As for the Labour Party - I couldn't work out from their impenetrable billshut what exactly their position was. Sorry.