Kai Ochsen ⁽¹²⁸⁾

The silence of ownership. As I already posted some months ago, we live in an age where we no longer own what we buy. The phrase sounds exaggerated until one realizes that nearly every object we purchase, from a…

The gospel according to the logo. There was a time when luxury meant excellence. A time when a brand name whispered rather than shouted, when craftsmanship, materials, and mastery defined worth. Those who owned such objects didn’t flaunt them;…

A format too good to survive. A few days ago, we revisited the endless argument between analog romantics and digital realists in “No, vinyl doesn’t sound better than CD”. That discussion revealed more than a debate about audio formats; it…

The business behind care. There was a time when taking an animal to the veterinarian felt like an act of trust, a gesture of faith that those in white coats were guided by compassion, not commission. For many pet…

The illusion of excellence. Each year, as autumn approaches, the world pauses to witness the ritual of genius. Names are read aloud in Stockholm and Oslo, accompanied by applause, headlines, and a sense of moral satisfaction. The Nobel Prizes, announced…