Privateering

It looks as if the following posts all have the title of a Mark Knopfler album. All for the sake of writing something. Stuck between "Kingdom of Gold" and some episode in "All Men Must Die" I try to practice my writing skills.
Just recently I have been invited to contribute to a journal blog but I cannot do that. It is enough to have two blogs for myself and I think I could not meet that journal editor's expectations.
Who is interested in Bauernbergpark Men and Goschpoidls?
Ah yes. Goschpoidls. I decided yesterday that the female Goschpoidls are the worst. Although they seem to be rarer than their male counterparts a group of them in a train coach where you are locked in with them for an hour or so can really annoy you to death. Even the shouts by another woman: "quiet please" were ignored completely. My secret weapon, the ear plugs had to be replaced by iPhone, headset and "Down to the Waterline". That did the trick.
In Vienna they were gone. No more Goschpoidls in the underground and on the train back. What a relief.
I must admit, that I am listening to Privateering now. Knopfler has really brought music back into my life. I am very grateful for that although I use his older music as secret weapon against Goschpoidls.
I have just learned a word as good as Goschpoidl. It is gobbledegook (In German Kauderwelsch).
Why don't you learn these words at school but from a Knopfler album 25 years after leaving school.
Life is strange and full of Goschpoidls and gobbledegook.