The Ballermann hit “Layla” is currently on everyone’s lips – because some city bureaucrats no longer want to play it. There seems to be some misunderstanding here. With a view to the song itself – but also the question of who should actually decide on a song ban.
The masses are now singing “Layla” in the Würzburg marquee. Young party beasts thumb their noses at purist bureaucrats. It is the appropriate reaction of a democratic base to municipal state arbitrariness that places “political correctness” above civil liberties.
In this sense: An encouraging sign. And the first visible uprising against “cancel culture”. What began in Würzburg is now likely to be continued in Düsseldorf, which only goes to show that they have little use for humor in Düsseldorf.
At least those responsible for humor: city bureaucrats and a rifle club that ironically consists mainly of the hated objects of green identity politics: old white men.
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And there seems to be some misunderstanding as well. “Puffmutter” Layla from the Ballermann song is a “puff father”. A man with a blond wig in black lingerie, who is lewdly attacked by other men – and women – in the video. A figure, then, as known from “rainbow” demonstrations such as the CSD, Christopher Street Day.
There such things, the game of confusion with genders, are considered an act of queer-feminist liberation. After all, it is a crude, humorous answer to the thesis that there are only biological sexes, and only two of them.
Such a thing is celebrated by green-primed people – but what happens when a bawl song hosts the same game at its core? Does good “gender liberation” then suddenly turn into bad “sexism”? “Bloody mother” Layla, if you can remind the indignant, has a job.
Being “prettier, younger, hornier” increases the marketability of the commercial procurer in the sense of the social market economy, thus helping the – politically desired – business model. It increases profitability in a niche segment. Promoting body sellers of both sexes to the status of respectable professions is a not insignificant part of left inclusion politics on the labor market.
Back to the St. Sebastianer Schützen from Düsseldorf. The head of the rifle club Lothar Inden told the dpa that he didn’t know “Layla” at all (the song is currently at the top of the “charts”, it used to be called: hit parade). The text, which he then dealt with – in view of the public echo – does not correspond in any way to the customs of the traditional club.
That’s even true, as a short trip to the home page (vulgo: “homepage”) of the shooters shows. The “old homeland dances” are said to give the Schützenfest a special touch. Previously danced at aristocratic courts, “they were taken over by the people in a somewhat coarser, burlesque form”.
You could say that. During a dance, the “Geseker Kegelquadrille”, the women hit the men on their tails and sing: “Johannes, buhr diun bruinen up, hey liggt in the stable and can’t up.” Which can perhaps be translated from Low German into High German can: “Johannes, help your brown horse up, he’s in the stable and can’t get up.”
However, we think this is clearly sexual, it serves male-female role stereotypes of the quite clumsy kind, so it has to be understood as sexist. It is astonishing that among the St. Sebastianers no man has yet complained about being degraded in this way as an object of female lust (irony over).
From Düsseldorf to Würzburg. There, in Franconia, they obviously maintain an authoritarian manner: “We can decide what we want to hear at the folk festival,” the local regional newspaper “Mainpost” quoted a city spokesman as saying.
“We don’t want to hear that anymore.” Now – who is “we”? Those who are singing the “Layla song” in the marquee obviously don’t count for the city, although it’s a sizeable crowd, as you can see from various videos.
Thank goodness the singers (we’re writing this to emphasize that there are also women among the perpetrators) have gloriously denied the city’s announcer. No, the city does not decide that. She can’t decide either. Above all, she shouldn’t be able to decide. Or may.
The latter is probably also the reason that called the Federal Minister of Justice into action: One could even find such hit texts “stupid or tasteless. But to ban them officially, I think, is one too many,” tweeted Marco Buschmann from the Freedom Party (FDP).
Konstantin von Notz, who wrote his doctoral thesis on “Lifestyle obligations in Protestant church law” and is therefore familiar with public behavior, defended “Layla” from the friends of the ban as a Green (!): “You have to endure that in a free society.”
Finally, we assure you that we find the “Layla song” annoyingly catchy, but at its core proletarian. In addition, they declare almost in lieu of an oath that they have never performed “Layla” or comparable, intellectually optimisable, songs in shady places like Ballermann or in relevant ski huts in the Alps.
Especially not under the influence of drugs like beer or pear schnapps. Or even in front of witnesses. As far as we can remember.
