This site - Just-Well - believes in Free Education. Also called antipedagogy

A human river                                 En flod af mennesker Tortive and errant snurrende og vildfarende In bunte colors of Tivoli klædt i en regnbue af farver fra Tivoli Gushes down The Walking Street strømmer ned ad Strøget Fastidious Danes effeminate Kræsne danskere udstråler blidhed A seeming and screaming en tilsyneladende og skrigende Paradoxical bliss; paradoksal (lyk)salighed; Life's paradise is this livets paradis er denne The Danish myth den danske myte     On any and every day of Spring På en hvilken som helst forårsdag You can see on the Pedestrian's Only Street kan du på Gågaden se A yellow flow of bright voluptuous skirts en gul strøm af nordiske Afroditers Of Northern Aphrodites sparkle vellystigt strålende skørter Across their covered and sought for funkle henover deres tildækkede Cattegat-mother-of-pearl  Kattegat og dets eftertragtede perlemor     Life's heritage, as in ancient Greece Livets arv, som i det antikke Grækenland And the wintering of Hannibal at Capua* og hos Hannibal's overvintring i Capua* Lives near at hand lever overskuelig og mæt Near the sea, in every tæt på havet, i enhver Delectable pearl of the sea who lets herself liflig perlemor som tillader sig Taste your sweet fruit at smage din sødladne frugt The launching of you into her Søsætningen af dig ind i hendes Warm Baltic Sea varme Østersøiske Hav How they stay so young and gay Hvordan de forbliver så unge og muntre A paradox it seems to me virker paradoksalt på mig Along the river's side Langs flodens flanke Way over to the right helt over mod højre banke Another solitary individual flyder endnu en ener Flows to the pinnacle of man's delight; mod spidsen af menneskenes fryd; Her bunte colors of Tivoli hendes regnbue af Tivolis farver Tantalize the ruffians bristle hair turned down pirrer bøllens stive hår der forvandles til dun The many girls who appear De mange piger der dukker op Present no fear to him who knows indgyder ingen frygt i ham som ved That not a one will him escape at ikke en eneste vil undgå ham His white swan's plunge Hans hvide svanes spring Into their feather garden down ind i deres have af fjer og dun Their sweet fountain cups deres søde springvands kopper To his drink will play til hans drikkeri vil lege The dive into their fleeting foil Dykningen ned i deres flygtige folie The culminating joy den kulminerende glæde To stimulate for at stimulere An Id'ean climb for more id'ets erobring af kærlighed A blessed, immortal, Scandinavian joy en velsignet, udødelig, skandinavisk herlighed     These are kind, descendent Disse er venlige ansigter af Viking countenances vikingeefterkommere Unvailing a slight reluctance som afslører en vag tilbageholdenhed To grasp an unassuming love of life mod at gribe fat i en direkte livskærlighed They think it's modesty De tror det er beskedenhed That keeps them right! der holder dem på rette vej! Their indescriminate love Deres vilkårlige kærlighed - A seeming paradox to me et tilsyneladende paradoks synes jeg - Appears to fill them med en rødmende og fræk With an ambiguous shame tvetydig skam While floating below their conscious threshold mens under deres bevidstheds tærskel Every Dane worships wholesale flyder enhver danskers engros tilbedelse Total love, to each af grænseløs kærlighed til alle In the world-wide, social mosaic i den verdensomspændende sociale mosaik

*Danish or English footnote on antiquity's Capua:       
(216-215 B.C. "A Study of History", Arnold Toynbee, p. 108-111, Dell Publishing Co., Inc, Laurel Ed. 1965. According to the historian Toynbee Hannibals army was so demoralized after just one winters occupation of of ancient Capua, that his army never recovered. Capua was a city, that just didn´t want to fight, in fact so much so that they preferred, rather, to invite new conquerers to occupy the city and throw the old ones out. This happened when the Capuans were dissatisfied with the old rulers. Life in Capua was too easy, was the opinion of many. Thus the demoralization of the occupyers.)

The poems above and below were written by the Danish born, anti-pedagogue (free educationist) Peter Schmidt. He grew up in the ´States, served in the US Army where he during his three year military service was actively involved in the struggle against racism in the armed forces. Today he lives and loves life in Denmark. Here he has expanded his own personal anti-racist struglle to include the struglle against all forms of suppression. He is presently working for the liberation of people everywhere on this planet, in whatever limited way he can, and actively supports the realization of individual sovereignty where this does not infringe on others. He believes that the principle of individual sovereignty in one´s own affairs kan be implemented politically and legally everywhere - in this Era of Globalization.

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A Socio-Erotik Cultural Palace

Another sensually beautifull place where I cultivated a practical life philosophy during these years was at  The Danish Student Club in Copenhagen. Besides being a very active cultural center this place was virtually - and likewise - a very active youth erotic center! Politics and erotic freedom was fully integrated during these years. This is also the place where I first heard the former American professor and now deceased Greek politician Andreas Papandréou. The notabilities spanned the whole spectrum - including nazi-hunter Simon Wiesenthal. And many more delivered lectures here.

  Among the performing muscians were Jethro Tull and many other well known groups. The many bands performed often simultaneously in this Great and many floored cultural and erotic palace.  There was one blues rock group  who´s name I don´t recall, but which nevertheless was typical of  the kind of atmosphere - here - each and every weekend in the capital of the Danish Myth - Copehenhagen:

Vibeke

This is the club where I met a fabulous woman, one of the first persons I moved in with, and who later got herself a degree in education. None of these wonderful women lovers had any kids. Vibeke and I lived together for two years. She was the one who introduced me to Danish pedagogical circles, and the one who got me to read A. S. Neill's Summerhill School. Unfortunately, there was never a follow up on the great pleasure I got from reading about Neills ideas on freedom in education during the following years when I too began studying education in Denmark! 

  To this very day it strikes me as very odd that  it was possible for me to get a degree from a Danish College without being introduced to Neills - and his teacher Homer Lanes - ideas on education. If one reflects a little more on this issue then it  actually becomes a very disturbing part of the Danish educational system. At this Danish Collage I was actually advised to avoid visiting the Summerhill School with the argument that the German Marxist ideologically oriented teachers at the Glocksee-School in Hanover in, at that time, West Germany, knew everything about Summerhill, but Summerhill knew nothing about Glocksee. Therefore I should rather visit Glocksee, which I did, even several times. Glocksee is still an esteemed, but not in my opinion "free" school in the same sense as Summerhill.

A. S. Neill's Summerhill School

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