O Friends, my friends!

The one where I reminisce about how big an impact a sit-com has had on my life

Being the immense success and global phenomenon that Friends was, there is probably not a lot I can say that hasn’t been said before. But this is a good a time as any to share my two cents.

After a gap of many years, the untimely death of Matthew Perry last year, and reading his autobiography, got me hooked to the series again. So for the past 3-4 months or so, I re-watched the entire 10 seasons, ending with the Reunion.

On conclusion, I have no choice but to label myself a die-hard fan.

From random to binge

It began by randomly, and almost stealthily. This might have been before the show had yet aired in Europe, at least a high-school friend had gotten hold of a tape (VHS, of course) with episodes which we watched into the small hours one summer night just before the holidays. I still remember this first glimpse of something amazing. It was it was about young people, it was relatable, it was very, very funny.

Friends quickly became a hit, of course, and I would watch it whenever I came across it on TV, at home, with friends, or even at my grandparents’ house on summer holidays.

But something changed when another friend gave me a DVD with the first 8 episodes. Before that I hadn’t really known you could watch a series back-to-back like that. Binge-watching was not a part of my vocabulary back then, but I definitely embraced the concept.

And what sealed the deal was the file-sharing craze of the early 00’s, where I discovered I could eventually download all episodes and watch them back-to-back. (I would later purchase the box-set years later, partly to offset my bad conscience from the illegal downloads, partly for re-watching.)

I would sometimes watch it with friends, occasionally even doing an all-nighter, but it also became a habit of mine to end my day with a few episodes, or more.

‘My’ friends

Rewatching it now was a return to something familiar, and it made me remember how deeply this series has impacted my own sense of humor (even consciously or unconsciously quoting the characters), my bond to America (although always strong), and my connection with pop culture of the late 90’s and early 00’s.

To some degree, as others have also commented, this group became my ‘friends’. Not that I lacked friends per se, but the perfectness of it all was an easy and comforting way to relax and experience ‘passive’ friendship, without commitment – and get a good laugh at the same time.

A mirror on your life

Being this deeply immersed in an environment, you inevitably picture yourself as part of the group. Who would I be? I always picture myself being as funny as Chandler, although I fear being just pitiful like Ross. Who would I have fallen for? Definitely Monica. What about you?

What is also interesting, though, is how I mirror myself differently in the cast, based on the different phases in my own life.

At my first viewing, they group were older than me, and I would envy the beautiful, successful people and look forward to that phase of my life.

During my 20’s, the group became peers to a larger degree, and I could relate more closely to some (not all!) of their dilemmas.

But now, in my 40’s, watching Friends is unequivocally about looking back, with some nostalgia, and any comparisons with myself is in the rear-view mirror. Did I make the right choices back then, could I have prioritized differently? (Probably not.)

Outdated jokes and enduring comedy

What I also have to conclude is that Friends is still very watchable. The millions of viewers streaming the show to this day like me would agree.

Of course time takes its toll. The technology is a dated now, with computers clunky and geeky, and smartphones and the internet pleasantly absent. Fashion has changed. Having such a close-knit group of beautiful, all-white, successful people living in Manhattan is hugely unrealistic – but that was always part of the charm (apart from the race thing).

Some things make you cringe today, like the incessant fat-shaming or the fact that anything gay or trans was always the butt of a joke. But remember the time: Friends was also the first time a lesbian wedding made it into mainstream TV. Although partly a joke, The One With the Lesbian Wedding actually added a window of normality to something that was previously unthinkable and marginalized.

But more so than not, this is just fantastic writing and fantastic acting. Charmingly crazy situations, absolutely brilliant one-liners and great physical comedy.

My favorite parts are when everything comes together in intricate storylines and surprising endings like The One With the Red Sweater or The One Where Everybody Finds Out.

Beauty in the binge

Yes you can watch Friends one episode at a time, but the real beauty is watching the character arcs  and overall progression. And despite the silliness and one-sidedness of it all, the actors made these characters so real you just had to love them.

So in the end, suffice to say that Friends were also my ‘friends’, especially for a period of my life. And while mourning the passing of Perry, I now know from re-watching the series that the magic does in fact endure. Nearly 30 years later, the lyrics from the theme song still ring true: “I’ll be there for you, like you’re there for me too.”

Royalty teaches us stability

As Queen Margrethe II steps down, let us pay our respect – not just to her, but to her entire generation.

I was as shocked as everyone else in Denmark last night when our queen, Her Majesty Margrethe II, announced her decision to abdicate the throne two weeks from now. After a record-long reign of 52 years, HRH Crown Prince Frederik will become king instead.

Margrethe has been queen for as long as I can remember, as probably goes for the majority of the population, so it is truly the end of an era.

Being a small country, most people have seen the queen several times. My own brushes include a church service in Aarhus for Easter, seeing her waving from the palace balcony on her birthday one or twice, and, most significantly, when I was part of the choir singing for her 40th jubilee in Copenhagen Town Hall.

Balancing high and low

I can see the beauty in pomp and circumstance, but also a firm grounding in the society the royals represent. Margrethe has managed that balance to perfection over more than five decades, and her efforts have not only secured solid support for the monarchy, but, I believe, have also been a contributing factor to the large degree of trust and coherence in Denmark.

Soon to be proclaimed King Frederik X has a lot of things going for him. He is popular, talented in several fields, and it doesn’t hurt that he married an Australian (good on ya, Fred). I am certain he will be a good king. The shoes he will need to fill are enormous, but he will find his own way.

Bridging the generation gap

There is just one thing that worries me. Frederik represents a new generation, closer to my own, and closer to those in many other leadership positions, including most of our government and many business leaders.

In America, both the current and previous president are in their 80’s, which raises other challenges, of course, but I wonder if we in the Nordics veer to much in the opposite direction? If the nation is led by people mostly in their 50’s and 40’s, do we risk losing the wisdom, experience, and unique perspectives of our elders?

This is not a battle of boomers vs. wokes – and fortunately, I don’t think the Queen nor the Crown Prince would qualify as either.

Society needs to move with the times, of course, but as we fondly remember the amazing reign of Queen Margrethe, let us also remember to cherish the contribution and perspectives of our 70 or 80-year-old politicians, authors, teachers, grandmothers, colleagues, and neighbours.

Book burning: No simple answer

Debunking absolutes in search of a solution.

In recent months, activists in Denmark and Sweden have staged a number of burnings of the Qur’an, successfully bringing down the ire of most of the Muslim world, and more.

Never mind the insensitivity and stupidity of the actions –or the fact that Russia is actively fanning the flames (pun intended) to sow discord in the rest of the world. This is a crisis that should be resolved – but the first step towards a solution is to acknowledge that there is no simple answer.

You will find people on both sides with very strong opinions, often speaking in absolutes. But it’s not that simple. In this case, opposing views create not just conflict, but also paradoxes, and any attempt at reconciliation will require humility, and recognition that there cannot be absolutes.

So let’s look at some of the typical responses, and explain where they have merit, but cannot stand alone.

“Don’t offend us, ever”
Yes, but: It sounds admirable to not offend people for fun. But to enable a free society, criticism must be allowed, also in shapes and forms that you may not like or understand. And you can’t just dictate what others get to say, or claim that nobody can say anything against you.

“Free speech trumps all, and caving now is a slippery slope towards censorship”
Yes, but: There are always limits and boundaries. Most countries have banned child porn, for example, and we have various protections in place to combat defamation, hate speech, racism, and so on. Try saying something derogatory towards Jews in public in Germany, and you will be prosecuted. For good and obvious reasons – there are other slippery slopes we would like to avoid (repeating).

“Don’t desecrate holy books”
Ok, but: What then classifies as a holy book? The three main religions of the book (Judaism, Christianity, Islam) each have one, but what about everyone else? And is it only Scripture itself that counts, or what about commentaries? A simple political solution here would quickly run into obstacles of definition that become theological and have no simple answer.

“Burning a holy book is vandalism”
Yes, this statement has some merit, and you can argue that the activitsts are not in fact contributing to dialogue. But then again, it’s not technically vandalism, is it? It’s simple enough to judge people who vandalise art to make a statement or spray-paint trains for fun: they are clearly damaging somebody else’s property. But in this case they probably just bought a copy of the book somewhere.

“Book burnings are free speech”
Yes, but: Are they really? Sure, as an example of avant-garde art, perhaps. But you might just as well argue that they are the antithesis of free speech. Books spread knowledge (even holy ones) – just consider the book burnings in Nazi Germany, book bans in U.S. libraries, and censorship in Asian and other dictatorships. Is that really the way we want to go?

“Violence is never a good solution”
Yes, but: No but, just yes.

So to summarise: A good solution is not one where one side wins through force, or another side caves completely. A good solution will need some sort of synthesis or compromise that successfully transcends deliberate provocations, absolute positions, and escalation in order to find common ground.

Silver jubilee – so what?

There’s really no need to look back on adolescence.

25 years ago today, I graduated after three years of high school. Which means that significantly more years of my life have passed after the event than before.

I remember the time, of course. Some episodes vividly, others more in passing. The mood, the friendships, the achievements, but also the conflicts, peer pressure, adolescent uncertainty, bouts of depression, and my own shortcomings and mistakes.

I remember the exhilarating feeling of freedom after graduating, knowing that the world was now open and full of opportunities.

Three years felt like an eternity. In hindsight, it’s just a blip.

We thought the experience would shape our lives for years to come. Honestly, it didn’t.

The main task of high school was to prepare us for moving on. I don’t know whether the school actually achieved this, but we did move on. Quite quickly, actually.

And even for a nostalgic like me, on the list of the top 10 experiences of my life so far, I don’t think many from my high school years would make the cut. The trip to Beijing might be one. But for once, I won’t spend my energy reliving past memories.

In Hans Scherfig’s classic novel Det Forsømte Forår, school years are remembered as either fantastic or horrific. In retrospect, I don’t think they were either. I would much rather quote Stephen King, who in his book On Writing captures the sentiment perfectly:

“It was bad, but what in high school is not? At the time we’re stuck in it, like hostages locked in a Turkish bath, high school seems the most serious business in the world to just about all of us. It’s not until the second or third class reunion that we start realizing how absurd the whole thing was.”

School is the beginning of life, not the end. I harbour no resentment towards my alma mater, only considerably more indifference than I would have imagined back in 1998.

The American band Ben Folds Five made it into my soundtrack of those years with an album whose title also succinctly summarizes my conclusions today, 25 years later:

Whatever and Ever Amen.

Removing a public holiday puts capital above all else

Not factoring in quality of life shows a society run by management, not leadership.

This Friday is a public holiday in Denmark – Great Prayer Day – but for the last time.

The day was originally a 17th century consolidation of several minor holidays into one. The king and prime minister wanted us to work more. And now, once again, the government wants us to work more, removing the day as a paid day off from next year.

The move was met with some public outcry, of course, but the government stood their ground. It’s the economy, they said, it’s for the greater good, the world is becoming more dangerous, and we all need to contribute to the financing of investments in security and defence.

One thing is that the link is weak at best – there are many other levers you can turn to find money in politics, and still keep our nation safe.

But what is more disconcerting is how the centre-consensus majority seems to take a very slim view of economy and efficiency as the driving forces for society. In a new public management, Davos-inspired paradigm of growth and efficiency, they are running the country as a business, and forgetting about the intangibles of quality of life.

They claim to be taking leadership. But they fail to give a compelling and credible “why”. It’s not leadership, it’s management.

For decades, unions have been fighting for the rights of workers to a healthy work/life balance and ample leisure time, and we owe a lot to their legacy. But they still focused on production and work as the goal in itself. In Marx’s view, the workers should fight for control of capital goods, but production was still what really mattered.

Surely, there’s more to life than work, production and consumption?

My value as a human should not be reduced to being a cog in the wheel of the big machine that is society. On the contrary, society should support me in my endeavours to live my life the way I desire.

One antidote to this is, in fact, time off. Walter Brueggemann writes about the age-old tradition of setting one day every week (Sabbath) apart to not focus on work, production or consumption.

“Sabbath is an arena in which to recognize that we are satisfied by relationships of attentive fidelity and not by amassing commodities,” he writes (Sabbath as Resistance, page 85).

This is a reminder that there’s more to life. It’s NOT the economy, (stupid). Taking away leisure time like removing a public holiday reduces my value to being a worker or consumer. I would like there to be more to life than that.