A lot of ink and paper have been spent in Austria trying to answer the painful question: does the Austrian nation exist? And should it even exist? Hypochondriacs are concerned about their illnesses, and Austrians are concerned about their own place in the world. An Austrian is not easily persuaded to violate age-old traditions, even for the sake of modernizing production. He religiously observes religious holidays and lives in his good old world, where employees receive a generous bonus for the holiday. Every day he eats sausages, drinks unleavened beer and young white wine, which tastes like metal filings. He prefers the long-familiar, tried and tested, and in an attempt to change something, to anything new, he sees the desire of strangers to profit at his expense.