Oktoberfest: The champagne party at the Oktoberfest makes me nauseous | Life and knowledge

2024-10-04 13:25:28

As a true Bavarian, who also lives in the Berlin diaspora, I am used to pain. Every year at the end of September people from all over the world gather to celebrate the carnival in traditional costume “on the meadows”. My grandmother would cross herself with influencers wrapped in plastic flowers in glittery dirndls.

The gentleman in the Tyrolean hat, whose designer jacket would look better at the oyster of the KaDeWe in Berlin than at the “Maaaaaaaß” on the rustic beer table: a gift.

It’s been a long time since I’ve been upset about the far from traditional “celebrity wood in front of the hut” packaged in the Beetle tent, which cannot set me on fire due to the high percentage of unnatural additives.

At the Oktoberfest he showed off his new nose and a headdress that would have made the cauldron of holy water come out of our author’s Bavarian grandmother: the singer Katja Krasavice (28)

Photo: Fredrik von Erichsen

Last week I even gobbled up the “White Sausage Bowl” in the Axel Springer canteen with almost no comment. I hope my parents don’t read it, I would be disinherited.

All this is tolerable because in the end the Oktoberfest sends a message to the world that I like: it doesn’t matter if you are a cleaner or a top manager, here everyone sits and celebrates next to and with everyone else. Language is irrelevant, after two beats everyone loses it anyway and you’re in each other’s arms.

This is the Bavaria I love: a little grumpy, but with love.

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However, this is what drives me to overflowing: Some sizzling guys pay thousands just to prove: I’ve got something really big in my leather pants. Probably dad’s wallet, if I can guess.

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Guys, Oktoberfest is not the “Pony” club! Please spread your decadence somewhere other than a popular festival originally intended to delight Monaco’s poorer population.

In a city where some families no longer know how to pay the rent.

My social envy is limited, anyone can get drunk in a big SUV as long as they don’t come home drunk. But this useless spectacle is simply antisocial.

Experienced the Bavarian tradition with breast milk: BILD writer Katharina Render (she was about 5 years old at the time)

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I ask that for each of these obscene orders a decent sum be automatically allocated to the homeless. Subject: Schnösel Donation.