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Non è stato tutto male!
Odorato thought that a final police report is basically not very different from a historical technical contribution. We have a case (a topic), collect evidence (sources), hear witnesses (contemporary witnesses), if available, and then a picture of what was there forms in us. And we'll write that down. And if we have some literary ambition, it becomes a beautiful criminalistic prose that grabs the prosecutor and the judge (or the historical audience) immediately: "Yes, that's the only way it could have been!"
Stupid only when there's no clear picture. And especially stupid, if that is the case, because it would still be possible (theoretically) to clarify the facts, which we find exciting, but it is not possible (practically), because no tail is interested in it. "Process-economical investigation, Odorato, you know that! Would you like to carry out a cross-sectional survey of ten thousand East German households for this laughable 'Lawall' or would you like to subject the label of the flacon to a paper-analytical report using the Carbon-14 method? Yes, you could also do a DNA screening on any shoplifting, hahaha!"
It was the right thing to do. As in historical research. If I make it credible that I will find new insights into the Battle of Waterloo, then I will also get a research trip to the district archives of Ulan Bataar South financed. If I want to investigate the chances for the social ascent of the Hinterassen at the Lago di Pergusa between 1724 and 1753, rather not.
And so it was here, as exciting as he found this curiosità tedesca to be, he could not get to the bottom of the tricky matter. He had to leave it at his nose and do some research in generally accessible sources. And in the final police report, either leave a lot open or fill the gaps with his fantasy, write a historical novel instead of a specialist article.
So much could be considered secured: MAWA was founded in 1946 as a family business in Leinefeld, Thuringia. The Americans had withdrawn in July 1945, the Russians had taken over Thuringia, which in itself was a crazy thing to do to set up a new private enterprise at that time. In the course of the large nationalization wave of the early 70s, the company was integrated into a combine, but the former owners were allowed to continue working in the company. After 1990 these old owners took over the direction again; what a rare case of continuity.
But the company is very badly tousled. Who looks at its Internet side today, is seized by compassion over so much house baked appearance, with amateurish photos, spelling mistakes in the texts and Ramschpreisen, which do not permit high profit. And today's bosses either didn't get the idea to ask the city fathers of Zeulenroda-Triebes to rename Ernst-Thälmann-Straße, where the company's headquarters are located, to "Tüff-Allee", or they have been turned down.
Only a part of the TÜFF spectrum has survived from the once quite proud assortment of GDR days as far as fragrances are concerned. For 3.05 euros (a prize that reminded Odorato almost a little of the "3.07 M EVP" style awards from his visits to the GDR), you can still buy two after-shaves (unknown to him, but much appreciated by connoisseurs) and a shaving lotion, along with a hair lotion and some products from a leg care range. So not much remained, but at least.
Only: When had this LAWALL been lost, of which a compatriot Odorato had sent a neutrally packed and neatly labeled sample? And when was it added to the assortment? Was it just a short-term product? A rarity, a blue scent of mouritius? From the fall of the Berlin Wall to the free election to the People?s Chamber?
The name did not offer a clue, but was completely grotesque. What was that about, "LAWALL"? Was that supposed to seem French? "Laval" spoofed? Like "Chantall"? I don't think so. After a superficial Internet search, "Lawall" is a German family name with a focus on the Palatinate. Especially in the Alzey-Worms area. That's no way to go.
Remains the bottle design as you can see on the pictures. One could call a typographical expert.... Yes, the process economy, I know, Signor Chestore! According to his own assessment, it was a socialist late heyday, the time of Nikolaiviertel reconstruction in prefabricated building style, or an immediate post-reunification period. Between 1985 and 1992, that's what he would commit himself to. After all more exact than the coroner, if it was about time of death.
Of course, the most important thing was the scent itself, which he would have to put at the beginning of the final report. A fine, fine fabric, you would hardly have thought they could do that, a fine grappa rather than a Wilthen gold crown, so to speak! Citric, green, mossy, slightly male flowery perhaps. Enough substance and body to still exist as woody, spicy and clearly man-typical, yes shaving water-like, but at the same time very, very light, light, cheerful, floating.... Well, maybe we don't want to get too excited, but more than a little Mediterranean art of living was already there. Not Sicily perhaps, but a good shot of Emilia Romagna, rather than Bitterfeld anyway. But there was something else, a signal note that he immediately recognized! This highly specific soapy note from the Czechoslovak "Diplomat Classic" had always fascinated him. Only here in a light green shade. Although Odorato was not a supporter of state socialism, not even in the form of Mayor Peppone, a much-heard sentence went through his head: "Non è stato tutto male - It wasn't all bad..."
Stupid only when there's no clear picture. And especially stupid, if that is the case, because it would still be possible (theoretically) to clarify the facts, which we find exciting, but it is not possible (practically), because no tail is interested in it. "Process-economical investigation, Odorato, you know that! Would you like to carry out a cross-sectional survey of ten thousand East German households for this laughable 'Lawall' or would you like to subject the label of the flacon to a paper-analytical report using the Carbon-14 method? Yes, you could also do a DNA screening on any shoplifting, hahaha!"
It was the right thing to do. As in historical research. If I make it credible that I will find new insights into the Battle of Waterloo, then I will also get a research trip to the district archives of Ulan Bataar South financed. If I want to investigate the chances for the social ascent of the Hinterassen at the Lago di Pergusa between 1724 and 1753, rather not.
And so it was here, as exciting as he found this curiosità tedesca to be, he could not get to the bottom of the tricky matter. He had to leave it at his nose and do some research in generally accessible sources. And in the final police report, either leave a lot open or fill the gaps with his fantasy, write a historical novel instead of a specialist article.
So much could be considered secured: MAWA was founded in 1946 as a family business in Leinefeld, Thuringia. The Americans had withdrawn in July 1945, the Russians had taken over Thuringia, which in itself was a crazy thing to do to set up a new private enterprise at that time. In the course of the large nationalization wave of the early 70s, the company was integrated into a combine, but the former owners were allowed to continue working in the company. After 1990 these old owners took over the direction again; what a rare case of continuity.
But the company is very badly tousled. Who looks at its Internet side today, is seized by compassion over so much house baked appearance, with amateurish photos, spelling mistakes in the texts and Ramschpreisen, which do not permit high profit. And today's bosses either didn't get the idea to ask the city fathers of Zeulenroda-Triebes to rename Ernst-Thälmann-Straße, where the company's headquarters are located, to "Tüff-Allee", or they have been turned down.
Only a part of the TÜFF spectrum has survived from the once quite proud assortment of GDR days as far as fragrances are concerned. For 3.05 euros (a prize that reminded Odorato almost a little of the "3.07 M EVP" style awards from his visits to the GDR), you can still buy two after-shaves (unknown to him, but much appreciated by connoisseurs) and a shaving lotion, along with a hair lotion and some products from a leg care range. So not much remained, but at least.
Only: When had this LAWALL been lost, of which a compatriot Odorato had sent a neutrally packed and neatly labeled sample? And when was it added to the assortment? Was it just a short-term product? A rarity, a blue scent of mouritius? From the fall of the Berlin Wall to the free election to the People?s Chamber?
The name did not offer a clue, but was completely grotesque. What was that about, "LAWALL"? Was that supposed to seem French? "Laval" spoofed? Like "Chantall"? I don't think so. After a superficial Internet search, "Lawall" is a German family name with a focus on the Palatinate. Especially in the Alzey-Worms area. That's no way to go.
Remains the bottle design as you can see on the pictures. One could call a typographical expert.... Yes, the process economy, I know, Signor Chestore! According to his own assessment, it was a socialist late heyday, the time of Nikolaiviertel reconstruction in prefabricated building style, or an immediate post-reunification period. Between 1985 and 1992, that's what he would commit himself to. After all more exact than the coroner, if it was about time of death.
Of course, the most important thing was the scent itself, which he would have to put at the beginning of the final report. A fine, fine fabric, you would hardly have thought they could do that, a fine grappa rather than a Wilthen gold crown, so to speak! Citric, green, mossy, slightly male flowery perhaps. Enough substance and body to still exist as woody, spicy and clearly man-typical, yes shaving water-like, but at the same time very, very light, light, cheerful, floating.... Well, maybe we don't want to get too excited, but more than a little Mediterranean art of living was already there. Not Sicily perhaps, but a good shot of Emilia Romagna, rather than Bitterfeld anyway. But there was something else, a signal note that he immediately recognized! This highly specific soapy note from the Czechoslovak "Diplomat Classic" had always fascinated him. Only here in a light green shade. Although Odorato was not a supporter of state socialism, not even in the form of Mayor Peppone, a much-heard sentence went through his head: "Non è stato tutto male - It wasn't all bad..."
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