That vaunted discipline seems to have been an illusion, a presumption not replicated by actual reality. People have been running around taking no fucking precautions at all, going to work with coughs and sniffles, celebrating high school graduations playing games that involve passing items of food from mouth to mouth, and so on and on and on.

And personally I'm beginning to suspect that mortality-per-case is the same in Sweden as everywhere else; that the higher total mortality really only shows that the infection rate is also higher than claimed. The officially claimed number of infections is as low as it is, I think, only because Sweden has done such an abysmally bad job of testing.

Finally, noted academic Wunderkind Ann Linde, our foreign minister, was interviewed on German international TV channel Deutsche Welle, where she managed to display not only a pretty atrocious command of English, but above all how flustered any representative of the Swedish cabinet gets when confronted with a representative of the media who actually asks some penetrating questions and follows up on them, in stead of the meekly aquiescent treatment they're used to from domestic media. Here: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4bCTt3PAPVU (Well, OK, that characterization is in large part taken from social media... Because for myself, I've only been able to watch, so far, about six and a half minutes of the full twenty-six. That's how far into "skämskudde" territory this is.)

A walk around (the more student-ish parts of) the city, stopping at certain stations to perform some more or less silly task. One of the stations was diving for pieces of pickled herring in a trough of flour. Or, for extra points, another trough, with pieces of surströmming. Extra extra points if you ate them. Done in groups of about 3-5 people, points accrued to the whole team -- I worked with several of that gang for most of at least the first term, so obviously successful at helping people make friends.

I'm guessing this game (that I only saw mentioned in a headline swishing by somewhere) was something similar to that station on our walk: The type of food(s?) chosen for its (their) percieved yuckiness, all in good fun,"Haha look everyone, Lisa is spitting it out!", etc. Also, of course, the embarrasmment and titillation of the Lady-and-the-Tramp-with-spaghetti style "kissing" that will occur when passing stuff from mouth to mouth. Betcha organisers of the game tried to line up as many boys as possible next to each other before revealing how it was supposed to work, etc. Remember: This was a graduation, not an initiation. These kids already knew each other throughout high school, so embarrassing each other is much more the order for the day than making new friends.

On the whole: Pretty far from PornHub, AFAICS.

Only stupid as all fuck with a pandemic raging.