The truth: There is a cart in the dirt, there is dirt in the cart

The cart has now been driven into the dirt again. Who did it in the end, i.e. with the cart and the dirt, we don't know exactly: was it the top German, was it the left, the right, was it someone from Berlin, or where did it even take place with the cart and the dirt, what exactly is it like, is it just mud, i.e. wet earth, or is there rubbish in there too, as they say on the Lower Rhine?

Is the dirt in the end actually the poop that's steaming, the shit that the Chose was ridden into, or is the dirt liquid like cocoa through which you could pull the cart? And the cart, you have to take a closer look at it, who is still driving a cart these days, tires made of wood, we ask you, only the FDP does something like that, they have or had something like that in yellow, or is that just another figure of speech in the end and what is meant is an e-scooter for digital rental that ended up in a ditch or in the Spree because you no longer need it at the end of the rental period?

At the end of the day, the cart is probably a metaphor that stands for Germany or society or the climate or something like that. The climate has been screwed! This is what it looks like: mudslides everywhere, from Ruhr to Mur area, mudslides controlled by Moors, oh my God! That's an obese dog. The climate change has probably been pushed to the wall! Oh no, that too, on which wall exactly? And with what, with the cart? So isn't it in the dirt, but on the wall? Or bounced off the wall and then landed in the dirt? Trigger all-clear: No, this time it's not about the climate.

It's about the recent elections that took place in parts of our country and have been dominating the headlines ever since, especially the dirty ones. For example, democracy has the cart in the mud or simply the chairman of democracy, i.e. the incumbent Chancellor, the cart called democracy or perhaps not the entire cart, but just a specific cart.

You have to imagine it like a parade float at carnival that says CDU on it, and now it and its interior, hahaha, have been driven into the dirt or, more precisely, into the Baltic Sea. And the young fool Philipp Amthor now sits on this sunken carnival float as an extra-parliamentary opposition member with a second job as Chancellor's Minister and is allowed to lift the wreck or ride the cart out of the shit or get the cow from the ice.

Or who can do that? Pull the dirt out of the cocoa? Federal Foreign Minister Wadephul would offer his services. He is currently in New York and is representing the Federal Chancellor, who was not mentioned by name above, because he is doing quite a job here at home. And now he, Wadephul, says, in microphones that were not removed in time, that Germany must remain stable. Stay stable! As his party has already demanded of Berlin (in vain) or as the Left Party claims: that Berlin remains stable! Maybe that's what it actually needs - a stabilizer for the shit that's hit the cart like hell in detail.

But if Wadephul doesn't have time because of New York, then maybe this Hitler, who is on everyone's lips again in the triumph of the right, for example in this headline that appeared in the free Viennese paper Today: "Hitler's rocky road to the baby". Although, Freudian reader! It can happen sometimes. What we mean here is Hiller, Gabi, presenter, television nose. Why the path to the baby has to be rocky - there's something wrong with the metaphor! – God only knows. Another obese dog.

But back to the cart. Does a citation bank help? “Whoever pushed the cart into the dirt should pull it out again,” says the man who had to find himself to laugh, Gottfried Keller. So who's going to pull the cart out of the mud?

At the end of the metaphor day, all of us. But it could be difficult, as another quote shows: "There are employees who pull the cart. Then there are employees who walk with it. And then there are employees who sit on the cart or even brake it." At this point we're out of the game, we're not going to let ourselves be put in the driver's seat anymore.