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zaraza - de Dr Evil la: 20/04/2005 02:58:38
(la: Avem curaj sa discutam deschis despre infidelitate?)
Nu am si nu am avut nici o intentie sa ma aganjez intr-un razboi de cuvinte cu tine si cu nimeni altcineva. Tu singura ti-ai pus inima pe masa si ai deschis-o ca sa-ti confirmi singura daca ai facut bine sau nu.
Nu stiu de ce si unde vezi tu acuzari in tot ce am spus?
Ai fi vrut ca fiecare dintre noi sa-ti dea dreptate?!... Te-ar fi facut sa te simti bine? OK, AI FACUT FOARTE BINE ZARAZA! Felicitari!

Sa ma opresc aici? Nu! Daca vrei tu poti sa te opresti aici sau sa citesti mai departe.

***2. proiectezi asupra mea problemele tale cu propria nevasta caci altfel nu-mi explic incapatanarea cu care te straduiesti sa-mi vari in ochi "adevarul tau", foarte stramb, de altfel. cand tu insuti spui ca ti-ai inselat "fizic" nevasta de mai multe ori (dar hei, ai fost discret!!), nu vad de ce te dai atat de ranit ca te-a inselat si ea o data. mi se pare normal ca ceea ce-ti permiti tu, sa-i permiti si celuilalt. pai daca tu o inselai, te mira ca se simtea neglijata, si s-a indragostit de cel care o privea cu interesul pe care i-l refuzai tu?
infidela***,

Eu am ridicat subiectul la modul general si nu la cel particular. Ce mi s-a intimplat mie s-a intimplat long time ago si problemele au fost rezolvate la timpul respectiv. Adevarul meu nu este "strimb" si nu este "adevarul meu"... este un adevar de care toti ne lovim in fiecare zi al vietii noastre. Este adevarul care spune ca la ruptura unei familii nu numai cei doi parteneri au de suferit ci toti cei din jurul lor.
Nu stiu daca iti amintesti de replica din Tachi, Inachi si Kadir: "Rashela a murit bine merci, foarte comod - n-am ce zice... si pe mine m-a lasat cu toate grijile..."

***1. faci o varza din tot ce am zis eu si-mi rasucesti vorbele ca sa iasa ce vrei tu. n-am zis in nici un caz ca in prima mea relatie intrasem fara sa fi fost dragoste, si nici ca mi s-a "oferit" o familie. de asemenea n-am zis ca sunt mandra de ceea ce am facut, sau ca ma bucur ca am luat atunci aceasta decizie. la fel, n-am zis ca acum as fi o nefericita.***

Urasc varza, desi e doldora de Vitamina "C" si nu pot sa ma ating de ea. Asa ca a face o varza ar fi ultima mea intentie.
OK, nu am rasucit vorbele tale, poate tu ai spus mai mult decit ai vrut sa spui. Sau poate nu ai spus destul... oricum daca esti fericita sau nu, nu este problema mea si nici a altora de pe acest site.
Observatia mea a fost ca te-ai bucurat foarte mult cind unii dintre participanti s-au aratat ingaduitori si ti-au oferit compasiune si te-ai zburlit la cei care nu ti-au dat dreptate... Si eu am fost cel la care te-ai zburlit cel mai tare. Poor good old Dr Evil!...
Poate eu am ridicat probleme mai complexe pentru ca am trecut printr-o situatie similara si sint la curent cu toate consecintele. Cum se spune, in cunostinta de cauza :-)

In termeni generali, desi traim intr-o "epoca moderna", obligatiile pe care le avem in momentul cind ne hotarim sa intemeiem o familie sint un pic mai profunde decit fermoarul de la pantaloni/fusta.

Am mai pus aceasta intrebare si nimeni nu si-a asumat responabilitatea sa incerece un raspuns: "ce inseamna infedilate, sa ai o relatie sexuala in afara casatoriei, dar care nu involva atasament sentimental (cum singura ai spus, "sa iei masa la un restaurant"... ) sau sa te indragostesti de altcineva chiar daca nu ai o relatie directa?"

Nu am intrebat asta numai asa ca sa testez onorata audienta ci pentru ca eu singur nu am reusit sa gasesc un raspuns si speram sa obtin niste opinii.

Da, eu "am luat masa la restaurant", dar nu am fost indragostit de altcinevasi nici nu am neglijat pe fosta sotie (trebuie sa recunosti ca este un efort deosebit sa obtii asa o performanta... hahaha), in schimb fosta sotie - nu stiu daca "a luat masa la restaurant sau nu si de cite ori"... nici nu am incercat sa aflu - s-a indragostit de altcineva si a cerut sa plece. :-((((
Well, drum bun! Ce poti face in asemenea situiatie?... nu poti opri pe nimeni si nici nu este bine sa o faci!
Spuneai ca partenerul tau a staruit cu lacrimi in ochi sa nu pleci... Eu nu am facut-o si nici macar nu am intrebat: "te-ai gindit bine?"
O situatie ca asta este prea serioasa ca sa vina asa din senin si ruptura creata nu mai poate fi cirpita. Oricit ar fi cusutura de fina, tot se vede si se va rupe iar si iar in acelasi loc.
Hmmm... Iar trebuie sa explic, nu vorbesc si nu judec cazul meu sau al tau, dar oricit as incerca sa vorbesc la modul general, situatii din astea se intimpla la oameni si nu la scaune deci trebuie sa sa atribuiesc rolul unor personaje... (the cast... hahaha)

However, desi nu sint un psiholog, sensibilitatea ta denota ca ceva nu este in regula si ca nu esti at peace with yourself. Nu stiu ce ar trebui sa faci... dar cred ca trebuie sa faci ceva...

Wish you luck,

Dr Evil
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Ma intrebam daca Rauschenberg - de nicolina la: 30/12/2003 04:25:44
(la: Florin Firimita despre experienta emigrarii si "Arta de a pleca")
Ma intrebam daca Rauschenberg a facut vreodata schite pe computer pentru lucrarile lui, sau doar colaje din hartie drept schite. Dar dumneavoastra, folositi computerul pentru colajele pe care le faceti? Ce parerea aveti arta digitala in general? Ce impact are asupra pictorilor?
Ati simtit o presiune, interioara sau tinand de "moda" ,ca sa va indreptati inspre arta digitala?

Din cate stiu,in Romania s-au format 2 caste inchise: una practicand old media, alta new media. Uneori arata chiar a razboi rece. Pictura nu mai e primita in multe manifestari de arta contemporana, iar new media e refuzata in unele saloane consacrate. Sper ca in cativa ani sa devina mai toleranti, pentru ca ar avea cu totii de castigat.

Sunteti la curent cu arta contemporana din Romania? Exista vreo personalitate in arta plastica de la noi care v-a impresionat?

Si despre America: dumneavoastra mergeti cu masina acolo ca sa va cumparati paine? Modul asta de a cumpara painea mie imi sugereaza fragilitatea comunitatilor lipsite de un corner shop. Nu va lipseste micul corner shop european(si aici pe cale de disparitie)? Preferati sa locuiti intr-o suburbie sau in orasul propriuzis? Si de ce?


La multi ani!
Re: O invitatie la un regal de fotografie - de Dinu Lazar la: 02/02/2004 12:24:56
(la: O conversatie cu DINU LAZAR, fotograf)
Raspunsul meu sincer la prima intrebare este ca fotografia comerciala nu presupune nici o arta. Mai degraba stiinta, stiinta inalta.
Ca sa faci o buna fotografie comerciala trebuie, teoretic, sa cunosti multa compozitie si estetica, tehnica, sa ai deosebite aptitudini de comunicare vizuala, sa poti sa te integrezi intr-o echipa, sa intelegi ce vrea art directorul sau stilistul sau clientul sau beneficiarul...
Practic insa, de foarte multe ori in Ro e mai important sa cunosti pe cine trebuie unde trebuie si ai comenzi...
Deci, pentru un fotograf comercial, nu as numi ca importante artele vizuale, ca fiind absolut necesare, ci tehnica imaginii si mai ales artele comunicarii si abilitatile de PR...
Eu, exemple, ce sa spun. Fac foarte foarte putina fotografie comerciala cu clienti din tara. Clientii de afara imi spun exact ce trebuie si cum trebuie sa fac pentru a obtine imaginea ce si-o doresc; arta aici iar o consider nula, trebuie tehnica la micron si multe cunostinte de iluminare, cadrare, abilitati de comunicare cu personajele din cadru, dar asta nu e arta, dupa parerea mea. Arta, pentru mine, e atunci cind te plimbi si cerul e violet si faci o poza pe cimp de plinge lumea si primesti sute de emailuri ca ce stepa dementziala; sau cint respectiva imagine are o forta ascunsa care ma face sa simt oricind mirosul reavan al ierbii si sa aud intotdeauna si pe vecie zgomotul clopotelor satelor din zare.
Pe situl meu la www.fotografu.ro/gct sunt niste imagini facute la comanda trustului Getty Images, Inc; iata cum suna ce trebuia sa fac, adica scenariul exact primit cu doua luni inainte:
- please capture a wide variety of shots, including different versions of the same type of shot. The images are for a brochure for the travel agency about the private train ride available, so all images should include the passengers. There are 100 passengers total but you don't need to photograph all of them, just focus on the people that look good, are not too old, are well dresses and photographic. Also to show how the Program Directors (there should be at least 3) help and guide the passengers through the day. No close-ups of the passengers unless you can tell that they're on the train or touring in Constanta
Photos need to be light and bright in quality. Try to avoid dark deep shades whenever possible. Sharp and deep depth of field images. They do not like blurry or soft looking photos. People in general should appear happy and pleasant.
Clients arriving at private railway station (Bucharest-Baneasa railway station)
Exterior shoots of the train - long and medium angles in relationship the station
Clients boarding the train - long and medium angles
PD's assisting clients throughout the day
Conductor or train personal helping the clients
Interiors of the train w/clients enjoying their ride, socializing,etc.
Interior - cafe car with pax and crew
Interior - PDs talking with pax (may have to set this up)
Arrival - Pax getting off train, exterior of train in station, etc.
In Constanta - general shots of pax taking city tour and scenics of the city, pax walking along the boardwalk and after or before their lunch walking on the black sea.
When returning look for the same type of shots as described above.

Ceea ce am citit am incercat sa pun in pagina exact, cit mai exact.

Pozele au placut clientului si au fost cam ce voia... e arta aici?

Asa ca... dupa parerea mea in fotografie arta e una, stiintza, adica poate meseria, e alta.
Cineva poate sa fie un bun artist dar sa fie incapabil sa faca o poza de buletin; si invers... adica... mai ales invers.
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Claudia - de Little Eagle la: 04/07/2004 23:30:45
(la: Spectru neodihnit)
My dear,

Am scris in prostie un text si ....l-am facut...pierdut,mi-am dat mii de palme.....
De alaltaieri de cand am un nou keyboard,nu-s familiar cu el si fac greseli,adica apas gresit pe taste...am stat sa-ti scriu 2 ore.....pierdute caci s-a dus dracului textul meu....si acum poate-s putin mahmur,dar incerc iar sa ma las de baut....
Poate in final e vina mea....e 4 iulie....Independence day????You must be kidding!!!!
Poate cu 200 ani in urma????Cand insemna ceva????
In fine,stii CUM sarbatoresc aceasta zi....pt. cei cu capul pe umeri?
Beau pt. veteranii morti for NOTHING,in Vietnam,si pt. cei din Irak,pt. indienii mei,si negrii mei,si evreii mei si copii anilor pierduti in neant,o generatie de sacrificiu inutil....WE ARE THE CHILDREN OF THE GRAVE!!!!!

Si pt. ca azi e asa....mare sarbatoare.....am sa-ti scriu un cantec f. faimos in lume
e impotriva razboiului,apartine unor ani ce putini i-au trait si cunoscut,dar vor trai si sper ca 1 minut,vei uita de orice si vei gandi la niste suflete pt. care ar fi de trait o lacrima pe obraz.....gandeste-te la inceputul unui film COLOSAL....APPOCALIPSE NOW...si auzi aceste cuvinte si muzica in minte si vezi imagini de moarte care NU ar fi trebuit sa existe DELOC.........

"This is the end,beautiful friend
This is the end,my only friend
The end of our elaborate plans
The end of everything that stands
The end...

No safety or surprise
The end
I'll never look into your eyes again....

Can you picture what will be
So limitless and free?
Desperately in need of some stranger's hand,
In a desperate land????

Lost in a Roman wilderness of pain
And all the children are insane
And all the children are insane
Waiting for the summer rain
There's danger on the edge of town
Ride the king's highway,
Weird scenes inside the gold mine
Ride the highway West,baby

Ride the snake
Ride the snake
To the lake
To the lake...

The ancient lake,baby
The snake is long
Seven miles
Ride the snake...

He's old
And his skin is cold
The West is the best
The West is the best,
Get here and we'll do the rest...

The blue bus is calling us
The blue bus is calling us
Driver,where are you taking us????

The killer awoke before dawn
He put his boots on
He took a face from the ancient gallery
And he walked on down the hall...

He went into the room where his sister lived
And then he paid a visit to his brother
And then he walked on down the hall
And he came to a door
And he looked inside,
Father?
Yes,son?
I want to kill you,
Mother,I want to fuck you....

Come on baby,take a chance with us
Come on baby,take a chance with us
Come on baby,take a chance with us...
And meet me at the end of the blue bus

This is the end,beautiful friend
This is the end,my only friend

It hurts to set you free
But you'll never follw me

The end of laughter and soft lies
The end of nights we tried to die

This is the end....
...................................................................................................
THE DOORS are:

Jim Morrison-vocals+lyrics(great poetry)
Ray Manzarek-keyboards
Robby Krieger-Guitar
John Densmore-drums
...This is the end....
................................................................................

JUST REMEMBER ALL OF YOU ON THIS 4th.of July......WE DON"T NEED WARS!!!!
GIVE PEACE A CHANCE!!!!!!!!!

Love&peace,
Ozzy(Little Eagle Who Cries)

























































































































I've been here and there,I've been everywhere.... - de Little Eagle la: 18/08/2004 00:17:35
(la: Casuta Postala A Lui Ozzy/Ovi)
Domne,
Nu stiu unii cum sunt....zicea Ion Creanga parca(fara...domne)dar am senzatia ca destui la cafenea aveti niscaiva probleme mai ales cele legate de religii si credinte.....si care mai de care zice ca Iisus a zis asta si ailalte,ca Dzeu e asa si nu asa,eu as zice sa nu mai vorbim nimic despre alde religii.

Atunci ...nu ar exista nici cafeneaua...de parca totul tre sa se invarte in jurul religiilor lumii.
Propun asa:

Hai sa facem un poll si sa dam cu votul in cap la fiecare ,inclusiv al meu si sa alegem daca e bine sa -mi scriu eu(de ex.fiind cel...rau)jurnalu' si intamplarile mele zilnice erotice si daca altii au dreptu'de a -si scrie si ei/ele povestile anoste?
Poate ofensez destui la cafenea?Eu Nu pot sti pana NU-mi spuneti daca sa scriu de cate ori deschid fereastra,sau trag o basina ca oricine altul/alta de aici de parca ...nimeni nu se bese!Si daca ofenseaza limbajul meu,sa-mi scrieti si voi renunta la el si voi fi cat de poetic pot si chiar am sa-ncerc sa scriu in rime.

De parca asta e chiar o regula....a deceiver...is a LIAR,mereu floseste limbajul mierii,eu sunt ceea ce sunt si asa cum sunt asa ma veti vedea,depinde ce alegeti,adevar sau minciuna si adulari fara sens?

Ce e mai bine in viata?Un mincinos care-ti zice de 1000 ori pe zi....I adore you ori un renegat ca mine ce-ti spune direct in fata ce fel de om esti si isi da hainele jos de pe el(la figurat)si-ti zice cu onestitate parearile si daca te place sau nu?

Dar lumea...are alte pareri,vrea minciuna,iluzie si confuzie,adulari si
vorbe dulci...isi au desigur si ele rostul uneori dar sa faci un obicei...arata ce om esti.
de parca vorbele fac pe om...!Daca-ti scriu ca te iubesc,atunci fi sigur/a ca o spun din suflet si NU trebuie sa-ti fie teama,pt. ca NU am sa te caut sa te...si nici sa te agat, flirtez si eu ici si colo dar fara intentii reale.Daca si asta deranjeaza,spuneti-mi fetelor si n-o mai fac deloc.
De fapt nici nu flirtez cu nimeni,oare este ceva rau si un sacrilegiu sau un...pacat...biblic sa te uiti la o femeie sau barbat si sa-ti placa?

Neaparat tre sa ne bagam capul in nisip ori biblie sau sa ne dam cu capu' de pereti....cel putin eu recunosc ca ma uit si admir fete si baieti,nu ma ascund si fac polologhii si urlu ca ...vei plati pt. pacate in iad etc....
Ce are admiratia cu a avea sex?Ohhh boy vad deja tavalugul.....iar o dau in bara cu cei evanghelisti si critici...care vor sa-mi salveze sufletul,cand ei nu-si pot macar citi pe al lor!

Stiti ceva?Poate I am a sinner to some of you,dar nu ma simt deloc si stau drept in fata lui Dzeu si a mortii,am 31 de pene in par,putini din voi au....unii deloc dar stiu ca-s suflete bune si sincere.Nu ...BRAINWASHED,religious freaks!

Ca si Tatanka Yotanka(Sitting Bull) insa port una singura...alb cu rosu si negru si este daruita lui Wakan Tanka....the great Spirit,our Grandfather who created the world long before any books were written....

Vreau sa va indrept catre o credinta indian americana?NOOOOOO.Accept parerile si credintele voastre?YES,si atunci de ce incearca unii din voi sa ma ...schimbe ca si cum as fi pe un wrong path???Cu ce v-am gresit frati si surori?Ce am facut chiar asa de rau sa merit asta?

Sunt asa cum sunt,am fost chiar mai rau,m-am schimbat si ma schimb zilnic,cel putin incerc si VREAU cu onestitate,dar Nu am nevoie de teorii religioase sa fac asta.Sunt fericit de 14 ani,am o sotie pe care o ador si ne iubim mult ca suflete unite(sex la fel,si oare e ceva rau in a avea SEX?)si daca am zis atatea aici,de ce nu zice nimeni viata lui/ei?

Pt. ca e...anosta????Dar de criticat si dat cu Dzeu in stanga si dreapta...e simplu!Okay,cine e impotriva mea sa o spuna.Sa stiu unde stau.NU am nevoie de nimeni din Cafenea,am destui prieteni f. buni si prietene si ma rezum la putini si doar lor le voi scrie orice.

Vine Ozzy/Ovi in Cafenea si aduce....THE BLIZZARD OF OZZ,vreti sa continui ori sa-mi...curb my enthusiasm?(cum zice Larry David)?E o intrebare simpla si primesc orice pumni in gura...si-asa.n-o sa mai am dinti deloc....

Am gandit ca pot sa fiu apropiat multora,mai ales acum cand poate nici nu mai apuc 2-3 ani de viata,dar am deja prieteni/e si le admir si le consider brave warriors.Si ...ce daca vorbesc urat?
Mama mia,parca cine stie ce rau fac daca zic"FUT"de ex. ori mai poetic e..."FUCK",pt. ca suna mai...straineste?Ori ca zic I love you all?Dar real I DO LOVE YOU BASTARDS!!!!!Cati ar muri pt. mine?Eu as muri Maine si oricand pt. fiecare din voi!!!!!!!!!!

Nu sunt egoist deloc!Dar ...cati ma cunoasteti sa trageti o concluzie si sa ma impuscati la zid?
Sa -l lasam pe GOD in afara subiectelor de orice fel si sa nu fim nici gelosi ,invidiosi unii pe altii!LOVE & PEACE is ALL you need...
Same old fart and bastard,Ozzy/Ovi


































































Conventia Republicanilor si ce zice un Democrat - de LMC la: 02/09/2004 19:40:00
(la: Despre Alegerile din S.U.A.: De ce trebuie sa votam pt. GWB.)
Sint inflacarata si imes de mindra de conventia Republicanilor. Totodata imi pare bine ca printre Democrati mai exista oameni ca Zell Miller care poate face discernamintul intre bine si rau. Puterea cuvintelor lui din speech-ul de aseara puteti sa le cititi mai jos. Imi pare rau ca nu este tradus in Romaneste, ar putea politicienii din Romania sa invete ceva.

********************************
Senator Zell Miller

Since I last stood in this spot, a whole new generation of the Miller Family has been born: Four great grandchildren.

Along with all the other members of our close-knit family -- they are my and Shirley's most precious possessions.

And I know that's how you feel about your family also.

Like you, I think of their future, the promises and the perils they will face.

Like you, I believe that the next four years will determine what kind of world they will grow up in.

And like you, I ask which leader is it today that has the vision, the willpower and, yes, the backbone to best protect my family?

The clear answer to that question has placed me in this hall with you tonight. For my family is more important than my party.

There is but one man to whom I am willing to entrust their future and that man's name is

George Bush.

In the summer of 1940, I was an eight-year-old boy living in a remote little Appalachian valley.

Our country was not yet at war but even we children knew that there were some crazy men across the ocean who would kill us if they could.

President Roosevelt, in his speech that summer, told America "all private plans, all private lives, have been in a sense repealed by an overriding public danger."

In 1940 Wendell Wilkie was the Republican nominee.

And there is no better example of someone repealing their "private plans" than this good man.

He gave Roosevelt the critical support he needed for a peacetime draft, an unpopular idea at the time.

And he made it clear that he would rather lose the election than make national security a partisan campaign issue.

Shortly before Wilkie died he told a friend, that if he could write his own epitaph and had to choose between "here lies a president" or "here lies one who contributed to saving freedom", he would prefer the latter.

Where are such statesmen today?

Where is the bi-partisanship in this country when we need it most?

Now, while young Americans are dying in the sands of Iraq and the mountains of Afghanistan, our nation is being torn apart and made weaker because of the Democrat's manic obsession to bring down our Commander-in-Chief.

What has happened to the party I've spent my life working in?

I can remember when Democrats believed that it was the duty of America to fight for freedom over tyranny.

It was Democratic President Harry Truman who pushed the Red Army out of Iran, who came to the aid of Greece when Communists threatened to overthrow it, who stared down the Soviet blockade of West Berlin by flying in supplies and saving the city.

Time after time in our history, in the face of great danger, Democrats and Republicans worked together to ensure that freedom would not falter. But not today.

Motivated more by partisan politics than by national security, today's Democratic leaders see America as an occupier, not a liberator.

And nothing makes this Marine madder than someone calling American troops occupiers rather than liberators.

Tell that to the one-half of Europe that was freed because Franklin Roosevelt led an army of liberators, not occupiers.

Tell that to the lower half of the Korean Peninsula that is free because Dwight Eisenhower commanded an army of liberators, not occupiers.

Tell that to the half a billion men, women and children who are free today from the Baltics to the Crimea, from Poland to Siberia, because Ronald Reagan rebuilt a military of liberators, not occupiers.

Never in the history of the world has any soldier sacrificed more for the freedom and liberty of total strangers than the American soldier. And, our soldiers don't just give freedom abroad, they preserve it for us here at home.

For it has been said so truthfully that it is the soldier, not the reporter, who has given us the freedom of the press.

It is the soldier, not the poet, who has given us freedom of speech. It is the soldier, not the agitator, who has given us the freedom to protest.

It is the soldier who salutes the flag, serves beneath the flag, whose coffin is draped by the flag who gives that protester the freedom to abuse and burn that flag.

No one should dare to even think about being the Commander in Chief of this country if he doesn't believe with all his heart that our soldiers are liberators abroad and defenders of freedom at home.

But don't waste your breath telling that to the leaders of my party today. In their warped way of thinking America is the problem, not the solution.

They don't believe there is any real danger in the world except that which America brings upon itself through our clumsy and misguided foreign policy.

It is not their patriotism - it is their judgment that has been so sorely lacking. They claimed Carter's pacifism would lead to peace.

They were wrong.

They claimed Reagan's defense buildup would lead to war.

They were wrong.

And, no pair has been more wrong, more loudly, more often than the two Senators from Massachusetts, Ted Kennedy and John Kerry.

Together, Kennedy/Kerry have opposed the very weapons system that won the Cold War and that is now winning the War on Terror.

Listing all the weapon systems that Senator Kerry tried his best to shut down sounds like an auctioneer selling off our national security but Americans need to know the facts.

The B-1 bomber, that Senator Kerry opposed, dropped 40% of the bombs in the first six months of Operation Enduring Freedom.

The B-2 bomber, that Senator Kerry opposed, delivered air strikes against the Taliban in Afghanistan and Hussein's command post in Iraq.

The F-14A Tomcats, that Senator Kerry opposed, shot down Khadifi's Libyan MIGs over the Gulf of Sidra. The modernized F-14D, that Senator Kerry opposed, delivered missile strikes against Tora Bora.

The Apache helicopter, that Senator Kerry opposed, took out those Republican Guard tanks in Kuwait in the Gulf War. The F-15 Eagles, that Senator Kerry opposed, flew cover over our Nation's Capital and this very city after 9/11.

I could go on and on and on: Against the Patriot Missile that shot down Saddam Hussein's scud missiles over Israel, Against the Aegis air-defense cruiser, Against the Strategic Defense Initiative, Against the Trident missile, against, against, against.

This is the man who wants to be the Commander in Chief of our U.S. Armed Forces?

U.S. forces armed with what? Spitballs?

Twenty years of votes can tell you much more about a man than twenty weeks of campaign rhetoric.

Campaign talk tells people who you want them to think you are. How you vote tells people who you really are deep inside.

Senator Kerry has made it clear that he would use military force only if approved by the United Nations.

Kerry would let Paris decide when America needs defending. I want Bush to decide.

John Kerry, who says he doesn't like outsourcing, wants to outsource our national security.

That's the most dangerous outsourcing of all. This politician wants to be leader of the free world.

Free for how long?

For more than twenty years, on every one of the great issues of freedom and security, John Kerry has been more wrong, more weak and more wobbly than any other national figure. As a war protestor, Kerry blamed our military.

As a Senator, he voted to weaken our military. And nothing shows that more sadly and more clearly than his vote this year to deny protective armor for our troops in harms way, far-away.

George Bush understands that we need new strategies to meet new threats.

John Kerry wants to re-fight yesterday's war. George Bush believes we have to fight today's war and be ready for tomorrow's challenges. George Bush is committed to providing the kind of forces it takes to root out terrorists.

No matter what spider hole they may hide in or what rock they crawl under.

George Bush wants to grab terrorists by the throat and not let them go to get a better grip.

From John Kerry, they get a "yes-no-maybe" bowl of mush that can only encourage our enemies and confuse our friends.

I first got to know George Bush when we served as governors together. I admire this man.

I am moved by the respect he shows the First Lady, his unabashed love for his parents and his daughters, and the fact that he is unashamed of his belief that God is not indifferent to America.

I can identify with someone who has lived that line in "Amazing Grace," "Was blind, but now I see," and I like the fact that he's the same man on Saturday night that he is on Sunday morning.

He is not a slick talker but he is a straight shooter and, where I come from, deeds mean a lot more than words.

I have knocked on the door of this man's soul and found someone home, a God-fearing man with a good heart and a spine of tempered steel.

The man I trust to protect my most precious possession: my family.

This election will change forever the course of history, and that's not any history. It's our family's history.

The only question is how. The answer lies with each of us. And, like many generations before us, we've got some hard choosing to do.

Right now the world just cannot afford an indecisive America. Fainthearted, self-indulgence will put at risk all we care about in this world.

In this hour of danger our President has had the courage to stand up. And this Democrat is proud to stand up with him.

Thank you.

God Bless this great country and God Bless George W. Bush.
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In Jerusalem, a journalist he - de Horia D la: 20/01/2005 19:43:34
(la: Un nou forum: "Bancuri, glume, poante...")
In Jerusalem, a journalist heard about an old Jewish man who had been going to the Wailing Wall to pray, twice a day, everyday, for a long, long time. So she decided to check it out, went to the Wailing Wall, and there he was!

She watched him pray. After about 45 minutes, when he turned to leave, she approached him for an interview. "I'm Rebecca Smith from CNN. Sir, how long have you been coming to the Wailing Wall and praying?"

"For 60 years."

"60 years! That's amazing! What do you pray for?"

"I pray for peace between the Christians, Jews, and the Muslims. I pray for all the hatred to stop and I pray for all our children to grow up in safety and friendship."

"And, how do you feel after doing this for 60 years?"

"Like I'm talking to a wall".



The things that come to those who wait are what's left behind by those
who got there first.
subiect cu nabadai - de giocondel la: 11/03/2005 04:19:12
(la: Barfa)
ma tem ca cetitorii nostrii nu au inteles exact la ce te referi.

una este sa stai la taclale cu prietenii despre mici shushanale si alta este sa barfesti oamenii pe la spate...gest care in ultima instanta este lispit de noblete si denota micime sufleteasca, indiferent de cine este subiectul barfei.

barfa, veti fi surprinsi sa aflati :):):), este o grava eroare umana, ce are capacitatea de a inabusi frumusetea unui spirit, intuneca lumina inimii omului.

fiecare om este responsabil pentru o viata numai, si aceea este propria sa viata. mai intai este de preferat sa ne uitam in propria gradina si sa vedem parul din propriul nostru ochi, inainte de a ne grabi sa emitem judecati despre altii.

constructiv si demn naturii noastre nobile si divine este sa trecem cu vederea miile de calitati negative ce le vedem in ceilalti si sa cautam intotdeauna sa vedem ceea ce este bun, oricat de mic ar fi dar mai ales sa iertam si sa incurajam.

de multe ori mi s-a intamplat sa ma aflu in situatii in care mi se spuneau lucruri negative despre o persoana pe care nici macar nu o cunoscusem, insa cand am ajuns sa intalnesc persoana respectiva am ajuns la propriile mele concluzii, si am descoperit cu totul altceva decat imi fusese prezentat, la o mica barfa. si intotdeauna este surprinzator si frumos sa acorzi sanse oamenilor.

si atunci cand constatarile facute sunt clare si evidente si celalalt poseda defecte saritoare in ochi, tot mai bine este sa nu le mentionezi in stanga si in dreapta, sa iti ocupi timpul in care ai putea face ceva frumos pentru cineva, oricine, cu denigrarea altei fiinte umane, cu intristarea unui suflet.

barfa este incompatibila cu cerintele unitatii si armoniei si ucide spiritul dragostei de semeni, camaredenia si nobletea.

cea mai uracioasa caracteristica a fiintei umane este gasirea de greseli in celelalte fiinte..sigur, e haios sa faci mishto si sa razi de prostia altora, sau vanitatea sau egoismul vecinului, dar in fond nu e treaba noastra sa judecam pe ceilalti ci a Altcuiva.

si niciunul dintre noi, oamenii, nu este perfect, desi perfectibil..si eu si dumneavoastra, avem slabiciuni, defecte, poate nu foarte evidente pentru noi insine, caci ne place tare sa ne maimutzarim si sa pretindem ca suntem centru si buricu' pamantului, mai destepti si mai frumosi decat cei din jurul nostru..dar adevarul este ca altora s-ar putea sa le aparem ca avand defecte grave, enervante...si asta de ce??pentru ca oamenii sunt inclinati sa judece la prima vedere, sau la a doua, sau condusi de prejudecati, fara a ii cunoaste cu adevarat pe ceilalti.

haideti sa ne gandim la Cel ce cunoaste secretele fiecarei inimi, greselile si erorile fiecarui suflet... cat de iertator este El si rabdator si cum ascunde si nu face evidenta confuzia si departarea noastra de spiritul eternitatii...in fata Lui, si cel mai mare pacatos are o sansa, pstru ca este vesnic iertator si mila Sa este mai presus de dreptatea Sa chiar. de aceea nu este intelept sa judecam pe altii, mai ales ca nu ne cunoastem propriul nostru sfarsit.

Oamenii sunt divini, sunt purtatori ai esentei si luminii divine, sunt nobili, ascund in sine bijuterii de calitati stralucitoare...si merita sa fie Iubiti si incurajati. asa cum voi , cum eu , avem nevoie si ne hranim cu cuvinte bune si ganduri pozitive, asa si cei din jurul nostru pot fi influentati cu un gand constructiv, un cuvant frumos..cuvantul este o putere creatoare de neimaginat...la fel poate fi foooarte distrugatoare, depinde cum este folosita.

si , iarasi, Divinitatea, a pus in mainile noastre alegerea: de a intelege ca suntem cu totii unul, uniti, in oceanul dragostei lui imense,frati si surori, parti ale aceluiasi corp, frunze ale aceluiasi copac, flori in aceeasi gradina a creatiei, sau sa ne incapatanam s a ne vedem separati si sa ne radem unii de altii..e ca si cum am rade de noi insine, caci suntem cu totii parte din acelasi Tot.

Numai bine tuturor!

"O Son of Man! Breathe not the sins of others so long as thou art
thyself a sinner. Shouldst thou transgress this command, accursed
wouldst thou be, and to this I bear witness" -The Kitab-i-Aqdas-



dragostea nu are varsta... - de scouty_tam la: 01/04/2005 16:28:15
(la: Cata importanta are diferenta mare de varsta intre parteneri?)
Zodiacul chinezesc spune ca... exact acele cupluri in care diferenta dintre parteneri este de 7 ani... sunt cele mai armonioase. E vorba acolo, de compatibilitati calculate dupa astre si alte observatii facute dupa o perioada destul de mare de timp si... generatii.

Cum nu cred 100% in zodiace, pot cita ca 'dragostea nu are varsta'. Evident, asta poate fi interpretata din doua puncte de vedere:
1. Dragostea care dureaza... si dureaza... si dureaza (sa nu-mi spuneti ca starea de indragostire este permanenta, ca nu va cred) din cauze de dragoste, indragostire, comunicare, negociere, surpriza, cooperare.
2. Dragostea dintre partenerii care nu au aceeasi varsta (cu diferente mari) care dureaza... dureaza... dureaza... tot datorita celor mai sus enumerate.

Voi introduce un fragment original din cartea 'High fidelity' - Nick Hornby. Nu va pot demonstra, in nici un caz, ca exista mai multi oameni care gandesc altfel... decat 'normal-ul' celorlalti (si aici... hai sa vedem ce-i aia 'normalitate') dar se gasesc :>

'Read any woman's magazine and you'll se the same complaint over and over again: men - those little boys ten or twenty or thirty years on- are hopeless in bed. They are not interested in 'foreplay'; they have no desire to stimulate the erogenous zones of the opposite sex; they are selfish, greedy, clumsy, unsophisticated. These complains, you can't help feeling, are kind of ironic. Back then, all we wanted was foreplay, and girls weren't interested. They didn't want to be touched, caressed, stimulated, aroused; in fact, they used to thump us if we tried. It's not really very surprising, then, that we're not much good at all that. We spent two or three long and extremely formative years being told very forcibly not even to think about it. Between the ages of fourteen and twenty-four, foreplay changes from being something that women want and men can't be bothered with. (Or so they say. Me, I like foreplay - mostly because the times when all I wanted to do was touch are alarmingly fresh in my mind.) The perfect match, if you ask me, is between the Cosmo woman and the fourteen-year-old boy.'

... sau iubirea nu are limite... depinde cum trasneste. Sunt prea multi factori si prea multe astre in calcule, ca sa spunem ca exista doar interese, cand se face evaluarea unui cuplu, cu parteneri de varste diferite.
_________________________
Surreal but nice
An old Indian chief sat in hi - de Horia D la: 11/04/2005 21:35:46
(la: Trancaneala Aristocrata "2")
An old Indian chief sat in his hut on the reservation, smoking a
ceremonial pipe and eyeing two U.S. government officials sent to
interview him.

"Chief Two Eagles" asked one official, "You have observed the white man
for 90 years.
You've seen his wars and his technological advances
You've seen his progress, and the damage he's done."

The Chief nodded in agreement.

The official continued, "Considering all these events, in your opinion,
where did the white man go wrong?"

The Chief stared at the government officials for over a minute and then
calmly replied

"When white man found the land, Indians were running it.
No taxes, No debt,
Plenty buffalo,
Plenty beaver,
Women did all the work,
Medicine man free,
Indian man spent all day hunting and fishing,
All night having sex."
Then the chief leaned back and smiled .....
"Only white man dumb enough
to think he could improve system like that."
dear poor old dr evil, - de zaraza la: 20/04/2005 16:54:18
(la: Avem curaj sa discutam deschis despre infidelitate?)
Observatia mea a fost ca te-ai bucurat foarte mult cind unii dintre participanti s-au aratat ingaduitori si ti-au oferit compasiune si te-ai zburlit la cei care nu ti-au dat dreptate... Si eu am fost cel la care te-ai zburlit cel mai tare. Poor good old Dr Evil!...

hehe, poor old dr evil, cat de poor? si mai ales, cat de old?

o ultima replica pe subiect:

daca o sa citesti mesajele scrise la acest topic, o sa vezi ca NIMENI nu mi-a dat dreptate. a, au fost interlocutori care acuzau cu hotarare "fapta" (sau pe zaraza :) ), si interlocutori care s-au mai gandit inainte sa se arunce la verdicte. ca sa fiu foarte sincera, n-am avut motive "sa ma bucur foarte tare" nici intr-un caz, nici in altul. personal, ii admir pe cei care cugeta inainte de a vorbi/scrie, si care inainte de a acuza ferm, se intreaba cu realism si sinceritate ce-ar face ei insisi in situatia data. eu mi-am tras concluziile personale privind propria-mi infidelitate, nu asta urmaream prin aceasta postare. mai degraba, vroiam sa invat despre voi :).

am citit multe raspunsuri perfecte, vorbe mari si frumoase, adevaruri nete si care sar in ochi, cinste, sinceritate, onoare, iubire... oare de ce lumea reala e asa de diferita daca toti gandim in termeni atat de inaltatori? (toti mai putin zaraza :))

eu am incercat sa-ti raspund la intrebarile "ce inseamna fidelitate", dar se pare ca raspunsul meu n-a ajuns la tine asa cum am intentionat sa ajunga. dar , ca-n viata, fiecare pricepe cat poate.

si acum, draga poor old doctor evil, sa ne auzim cu bine, si pe subiecte noi!

salutari inmiresmate,

zaraza

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banc de pe e-mail - de Belle la: 20/04/2005 20:57:40
(la: Trancaneala Aristocrata "2")
Wine

For all of us who are married, were married, wish you were married, or wish you weren't married, this is something to smile about the next time you open a bottle of wine.

Mike was driving home from one of his business trips in Northern Arizona when he saw an elderly Navajo man walking on the side of the road. As the trip was a long and quiet one, he stopped the car and asked the Navajo man if he would like a ride.

With a silent nod of thanks, the old man got into the car.

Resuming the journey, Mike tried in vain to make a bit of small talk with the Navajo man. The old man just sat silently, looking intently at everything he saw, studying every little detail, until he noticed a brown bag on the seat next to Mike.

"What's in the bag?", asked the old man.

Mike looked down at the brown bag and said, "It's a bottle of wine. I got it for my Wife."

The Navajo man was silent for another moment or two. Then, speaking with the quiet wisdom of an elder, he said, "Good trade."
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true story - good one too - de Horia D la: 20/04/2005 21:06:57
(la: Trancaneala Aristocrata "2")
At the 1994 annual awards dinner given for Forensic Science, AAFS

President Dr. Don Harper Mills astounded his audience with the
legal complications of a bizarre death.

Here is the story:

On March 23, 1994 the medical examiner viewed the body of Ronald
Opus and concluded that he died from a shotgun wound to the
head. Mr. Opus had jumped from the top of a ten-story building
intending to commit suicide. He left a note to the effect
indicating his despondency.

As he fell past the ninth floor his life was interrupted by a
shotgun blast passing through a window, which killed him
instantly.

Neither the shooter nor the deceased was aware that a safety net
had been installed just below the eighth floor level to protect
some building workers and that Ronald Opus would not have been
able to complete his suicide the way he had planned.

"Ordinarily," Dr Mills continued, "Someone who sets out to commit
suicide and ultimately succeeds, even though the mechanism might
not be what he intended, is still defined as committing
suicide." That Mr. Opus was shot on the way to certain death,
but probably would not have been successful because of the safety
net, caused the medical examiner to feel that he had a homicide on
his hands.

In the room on the ninth floor, where the shotgun blast
emanated, was occupied by an elderly man and his wife. They were
arguing vigorously and he was threatening her with a shotgun. The
man was so upset that when he pulled the trigger he completely missed
his wife and the pellets went through the window striking Mr. Opus.

When one intends to kill subject 'A' but kills subject 'B' in
the attempt, one is guilty of the murder of subject 'B'.

When confronted with the murder charge the old man and his wife
were both adamant and both said that they thought the shotgun
was not loaded. The old man said it was a long-standing habit to
threaten his wife with the unloaded shotgun. He had no intention
to murder her.

Therefore the killing of Mr. Opus appeared to be an accident;
that is, assuming the gun had been accidentally loaded.

The continuing investigation turned up a witness who saw the old
couple's son loading the shotgun about six weeks prior to the
fatal accident.

It transpired that the old lady had cut off her son's financial
support and the son, knowing the propensity of his father to use
the shotgun threateningly, loaded the gun with the expectation
that his father would shoot his mother.

Since the loader of the gun was aware of this, he was guilty of
the murder even though he didn't actually pull the trigger. The
case now becomes one of murder on the part of the son for the
death of Ronald Opus.

Now comes the exquisite twist.

Further investigation revealed that the son was, in fact, Ronald
Opus. He had become increasingly despondent over the failure of
his attempt to engineer his mother's murder. This led him to
jump off the ten-story building on March 23rd, only to be killed
by a shotgun blast passing through the ninth story window. The son
had actually murdered himself so the medical examiner closed the
case as a suicide.

A true story from Associated Press, Reported by Kurt Westervelt
open mind - de om la: 10/08/2005 16:59:38
(la: Oamenii nu se trag din maimuta)
Cineva ne spioneaza forumul si scoate articole in Science pe munca noastra ;)))
Did life begin in ice?
Aug. 9, 2005
Special to World Science

New findings are backing up a theory that life originated in ice, researchers say. If it’s true, they add, it could boost the chances that life might turn up in places considerably colder than our planet. The theory departs from mainstream thinking on the origins of life, which usually assumes a warm, or hot, and wet environment was necessary.

“Conditions associated with freezing, rather than ‘warm and wet’ conditions, could have been of key importance” for the chemical reactions that led to life, wrote four researchers in the July 21 advance online issue of the Journal of Molecular Evolution, a research publication.

The scientists, including Laura F. Landweber of Princeton University in Princeton, N.J., argue that ice might have been a favorable environment to generate the first self-replicating molecules, a precondition for life.

These molecules would be of a type called ribonucleic acids, or RNA—a chemical cousin of DNA, which makes up genes.
Many researchers believe the first self-replicating molecule was RNA, not DNA. This is because RNA can do various things in addition to carrying genetic information, which is all that DNA basically does.

Some of RNA’s activities seem to be similar to what would be required for self-replication, something that DNA can’t do, strictly speaking. DNA needs the help of other molecules to copy itself. Also, RNA still exists in living cells, where it has various functions—some so basic to life that many scientists think RNA must have been there from the beginning.

The theory that RNA started it all, a 20-year-old proposal called the “RNA world hypothesis,” holds that RNA was not only the first self-replicating molecule, but also that it initially carried out most of life’s functions, such as metabolism and cell formation.

Most biologists consider the RNA world hypothesis at least plausible, but it has some problems. It’s not easy to explain how the first self-replicating RNA molecules might have arisen.

RNA molecules tend to fall apart under warm conditions outside of cells. This would prevent the buildup of the rather long, complex RNA molecules that would probably be needed to conduct life processes, according to Landweber and her colleagues.

Various conditions can prevent RNA molecules’ breakdown, the researchers argue. These include various types of water solutions, and freezing. But freezing may have been the one that most likely occurred on the early Earth, they argued.

Freezing usually slows down chemical reactions, which is why cold places are generally considered hostile to life. But freezing actually speeds up some of RNA’s key activities, Landweber and colleagues argue.

This is because ice contains hard, tiny compartments that hold the molecules in one place, where they can react together. Some of these reactions result in the creation of bigger RNA molecules.

In liquid water, by contrast, the molecules don’t come close enough together often enough to react as much. Thus they tend to fall apart faster than they can react to create bigger products.

In essence, the small compartments in ice play the role that cells today play in bringing the molecules together to react, Landweber and her colleagues argue. Dehydrated substances—a sort of primordial sludge, for instance—could also have provided a function similar to ice, they added, but ice works better.

Landweber’s group conducted an experiment to test the theory. Led by Alexander Vlassov of SomaGenics, a Santa Cruz, Calif-based biotechnology company, the researchers broke to pieces some RNA molecules found in normal cells. This process yielded more, smaller, RNA molecules.

By doing this, the researchers produced RNA molecules of sizes that biologists think might have been available on early Earth. They then experimented to find out what sort of capabilities these smaller RNAs had.

Reporting their results in the May 25, 2004 issue of the journal Nucleic Acids Research, the researchers noted that the broken-up RNAs still could carry out some of the same functions as normal RNAs, but only in ice or sometimes other extreme conditions, such as dehydration.

These activities included grabbing other pieces of RNA and attaching them together, an activity called “ligation” that is similar to self-replication.

To fully self-replicate, a molecule must attach other molecules together in such a way as to match the sequence of chemical pieces that characterize the first molecule. This process is called “template-directed” ligation.

But the ligation alone—even without the self-replication—can build up ever larger and more complex RNA molecules, which according to the RNA world hypothesis could eventually develop self-replicating abilities.

The theory that an icy environment might have helped jump-start life isn’t new. Researchers proposed in 1994, for example, that repeated cycles of freezing and thawing could help accelerate some of the chemical reactions necessary for life.

Such a scenario might have existed on early Earth, where according to some researchers, repeated meteor and comet impacts might have periodically melted an otherwise icy environment.

However, Landweber and her team seem to be the first to have provided an account of how the “RNA world” might have fit into this scenario, according to Leslie Orgel, an origins-of-life researcher at the Salk Institute for Biological Studies in San Diego, Calif.

The work “has important implications,” said Jeffrey L. Bada, director of the NASA Specialized Center in Research and Training in Exobiology in La Jolla, Calif., one of the original proponents of the freeze-thaw cycle theory.

Although Landweber and her colleagues also wrote that freeze-thaw cycles are helpful for the processes they describe, such cycles aren’t strictly necessary in their proposal.

Moreover, they wrote in their Journal of Molecular Evolution paper, “It is worth noting that Jupiter’s moon Europa and even Mars are also thought to contain large amounts of liquid water and ice now or at some time in the past.”

The possibility of RNA activities in ice, they added, “lends some credibility to claims that the rather extreme environments of these extraterrestrial locations could have provided suitable conditions for the emergence of life.”
However, as Sergei Kazakov of Somagenics noted in an email, the origin of life and the RNA world aren’t necessarily the same thing.
“The RNA world as complex self-replicating molecular society could appear at multiple places in Universe, but not necessarily result in the appearance of life as we know it,” he explained. This transition may actually be rare, he added.
“I also think that Earth is a possible but not necessarily the best place where the RNA world could start. Rather, I would bet on Europa or a giant comet,” he continued. If the transition to life as we know it did occur, he added, “it could spread across many planets through cross-contamination,” carried by comets or meteorites.
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Jafurile, la ordinea zilei daca mergeti in concediu - de Dinu Lazar la: 11/08/2005 14:49:11
(la: O conversatie cu DINU LAZAR, fotograf)
August. Vacanta. Deconectare.
Dar altii abia asteapta sa ne-o faca.
Tocmai are loc o discutie intre citiva fotografi pe tema asta...
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Try to use only very old or destroyed-look cameras and do not make any noise when you are plundered.
When this happened nobody will help you; mafia is everywere.
And try to look very poor; no clock, no chains, any gold jewelry... and a miserable bag is also suitable...
Let all your original papers at hotel and use only copies.
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I have had cameras or other stuff stolen in almost every country I have ever worked. The exceptions: 13 African countries, Hungary, Czechoslovakia (as was), Russia and the Middle East, Spain & Portugal. In Hungary I left two leica's under a chair in a hotel lobby. The camera's were returned to me by a furious hotel worker. "Do you know what a temptation it is for our people when they see valuable stuff lying around?" This was in the days of communism. In Africa, a herdsman walked an hour into the nearest town to turn in a viewfinder that had fallen off a camera.

London still has an organized street Mafia, I am sure. Leave anything of apparent value in a locked car, even on a busy central London street with hundreds of people passing by, and it may be taken. Within 20 minutes it will be on a train to France, or elsewhere.

New York? 2 shiny cases full of Leica gear were taken within 5 minutes of my arrival at Westbeth, a building that is kept locked at the weekend. I was in the elevator about to go up to my apartment floor when my wife returned to the building. I looked for a switch to inactivate the elevator--couldn't find one. Took 12 paces to the front door to open it for my wife. In the intervening 20 seconds the elevator went up and came down empty. This was on a Sunday morning in an apparently deserted building. My mistake was to be using flashy cases. Never again.

Italy? Hah. Dinu is right. Don't draw attention to yourself. Don't have flashy bags. If you can, find a trustworthy local to work with you to keep an eye on your stuff.
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I always travel "downgraded", looking like I just barely made it and my stuff too. If I lose the gear it is not the end of the world, but I HATE the paperwork and time lost processing, processing, processing . . . and it is worse in Europe, and it is an eternal hell in South America (and will never get resolved). Having said that, my only real losses or problems have been here in North America . . . what a surprise.

I read a long time ago about a film crew (might have been a photog, don't remember), who had dingy looking cases with stenciled words to the effect of "morticians" or "coroners" supplies. According to them it worked well. If you are falling into town alone it isn't too hard to look like a vagrant, but if you arrive with a crew and insist on being "the president has arrived!!!!", well rots of ruck. It is amusing to see companies like Lightware who make superb cases, also offer covers that they advise you to "shoot with graffiti, scrawl upon, etc, etc".

If you insist upon walking the streets looking like a north american with half a camera shop hanging off you, well good, you deserve to get mugged.
The best shooters ever in the history of this medium usually walked about with only a single camera and maybe one or two extra lenses . . . Bresson, Haas, etc (notice they are two extremely different styles, but both minimalists when it came to walking the walk . . . you could learn to do the same).

Make your stuff look like s**t so nobody wants it . . . it still won't save you from the smartest hit and run thief, but then not much will except for a
45 automatic. . . and that ain't exectly a good idea, not even in gun crazy america.

Check the info from sites like Lonelyplanet, Roughguide, and Footprint. It isn't an exact evaluation of the situation, but it will give you a general feel for how you should proceed . . . much better than what you will find on this list . . . their updates are fairly current.
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cassandra - de om la: 11/08/2005 17:25:13
(la: Oamenii nu se trag din maimuta)
mersic de biblio...adevarat ca am citit cate ceva din fiecare cand eram mic, dar de asemenea, eram unpic razboinic si "vedeam" cam in genul "what I'd say to martians " by Jack Handey
WHAT I’D SAY TO THE MARTIANS
by Jack Handey
Issue of 2005-08-08 and 15
Posted 2005-08-01


People of Mars, you say we are brutes and savages. But let me tell you one thing: if I could get loose from this cage you have me in, I would tear you guys a new Martian asshole.You say we are violent and barbaric, but has any one of you come up to my cage and extended his hand? Because, if he did, I would jerk it off and eat it right in front of him. “Mmm, that’s good Martian,” I would say.

You say your civilization is more advanced than ours. But who is really the more “civilized” one? You, standing there watching this cage? Or me, with my pants down, trying to urinate on you? You criticize our Earth religions, saying they have no relevance to the way we actually live. But think about this: if I could get my hands on that god of yours, I would grab his skinny neck and choke him until his big green head exploded.

We are a warlike species, you claim, and you show me films of Earth battles to prove it. But I have seen all the films about twenty times. Get some new films, or, so help me, if I ever get out of here I will empty my laser pistol into everyone I see, even pets.

Speaking of films, I could show you some films, films that portray a different, gentler side of Earth. And while you’re watching the films I’d sort of slip away, because guess what: the projector is actually a thing that shoots out spinning blades! And you fell for it! Well, maybe not now you wouldn’t.

You point to your long tradition of living peacefully with Earth. But you know what I point to? Your stupid heads.

You say there is much your civilization could teach ours. But perhaps there is something that I could teach you—namely, how to scream like a parrot when I put your big Martian head in a vise.

You claim there are other intelligent beings in the galaxy besides earthlings and Martians. Good, then we can attack them together. And after we’re through attacking them we’ll attack you.

I came here in peace, seeking gold and slaves. But you have treated me like an intruder. Maybe it is not me who is the intruder but you.

No, not me. You, stupid.

You keep my body imprisoned in this cage. But I am able to transport my mind to a place far away, a happier place, where I use Martian heads for batting practice.

I admit that sometimes I think we are not so different after all. When you see one of your old ones trip and fall down, do you not point and laugh, just as we on Earth do? And I think we can agree that nothing is more admired by the people of Earth and Mars alike than a fine, high-quality cigarette. For fun, we humans like to ski down mountains covered with snow; you like to“milk” bacteria off of scum hills and pack them into your gill slits. Are we so different? Of course we are, and you will be even more different if I ever finish my homemade flamethrower.

You may kill me, either on purpose or by not making sure that all the surfaces in my cage are safe to lick. But you can’t kill an idea. And that idea is: me chasing you with a big wooden mallet.

You say you will release me only if I sign a statement saying that I will not attack you. And I have agreed, the only condition being that I can sign with a long sharp pen. And still you keep me locked up.

True, you have allowed me reading material—not the “human reproduction” magazines I requested but the works of your greatest philosopher, Zandor or Zanax or whatever his name is. I would like to discuss his ideas with him—just me, him, and one of his big, heavy books.

If you will not free me, at least deliver a message to Earth. Send my love to my wife, and also to my girlfriend. And to my children, if I have any anyplace. Ask my wife to please send me a bazooka, which is a flower we have on Earth. If my so-called friend Don asks you where the money I owe him is, please anally probe him. Do that anyway.

If you keep me imprisoned long enough, eventually I will die. Because one thing you Martians do not understand is that we humans cannot live without our freedom. So, if you see me lying lifeless in my cage, come on in, because I’m dead. Really.

Maybe one day we will not be the enemies you make us out to be. Perhaps one day a little Earth child will sit down to play with a little Martian child, or larva, or whatever they are. But, after a while, guess what happens: the little Martian tries to eat the Earth child. But guess what the Earth child has? A gun. You weren’t expecting that, were you? And now the Martian child is running away, as fast as he can. Run, little Martian baby, run!

I would like to thank everyone for coming to my cage tonight to hear my speech. Donations will be gratefully accepted. (No Mars money, please.)
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curatenia de vineri prin e-mailuri - de Belle la: 26/08/2005 16:47:36
(la: Trancaneala Aristocrata "5")
nu stiu daca am mai pus-o pe-aici, dar acum e ultima sansa s-o cititi fiindca o sterg din e-mail :)

Marriage - Part I

Typical macho man married typical good-looking lady and after the wedding, he laid down the following rules:

"I'll be home when I want, if I want and at what time I want and I don't expect any hassle from you. I expect a great dinner to be on table unless I tell you that I won't be home for dinner. I'll go hunting, fishing, boozing and card-playing when I want with my old buddies and don't you give me a hard time about it. Those are my rules. Any comments?"

His new bride said, "No, that's fine with me. Just understand that there will be sex here at seven o'clock every night ......... whether you're here or not."
(DAMN SHE'S GOOD!)
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Marriage (Part II)

Husband and wife had a bitter quarrel on the day of their 40th wedding anniversary!

The husband yells, "When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that reads: "Here Lies My Wife - Cold As Ever "

"Yeah?" she replies. "When you die, I'm getting you a headstone that reads: "Here Lies My Husband Stiff At Last"
(HE ASKED FOR IT!)
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Marriage (Part III)

Husband (a doctor) and his wife are having a fight at the breakfast table.

Husband gets up in a rage and says, "And you are no good in bed either," and storms out of the house.

After sometime, he realizes he was nasty and decides to make amends and rings her up. She comes to the phone after many rings, and the irritated husband says, "what took you so long to answer the phone?" She says, "I was in bed."
"In bed this early, doing what?"
"Getting a second opinion!"
(YEP, HE HAD THAT ONE COMING, TOO!)
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Marriage (Part IV)

A man has six children and is very proud of his achievement. He is so proud of himself, that he starts calling his wife, "Mother of Six" inspite of her objections.

One night, they go to a party. The man decides that it's time to go home and wants to find out if his wife is ready to leave as well. He shouts at the top of his voice, "Shall we go home 'Mother of Six?'

His wife, irritated by her husband's lack of discretion, shouts right back, "Anytime you're ready, Father of Four."
(RIGHT ON, LADY!)
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Marriage (Part V) The Silent Treatment

A man and his wife were having some problems at home and were giving each other the silent treatment. Suddenly, the man realized that the next day, he would need his wife to wake him at 5:00 AM for an early morning business flight. Not wanting to be the first to break the silence (and LOSE), he wrote on a piece of paper, "Please wake me at 5:00 AM." He left it where he knew she would find it.

The next morning, the man woke up, only to discover it was 9:00 AM and he had missed his flight. Furious, he was about to go and see why his wife hadn't wakened him, when he noticed a piece of paper by the bed. The paper said, "It is 5:00 AM. Wake up."

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Men are not equipped for these kinds of contests.
God may have created man before woman, but there is always a rough draft before the masterpiece.
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kumm-new old day mai exista - de andrutzika la: 13/09/2005 20:34:53
(la: Muzica)
kumm-new old day
mai exista si formatii romanesti care se respecta...
joke - de giocondel la: 26/09/2005 19:43:50
(la: Trancaneala Aristocrata "6")


You Know You're Romanian When....
You grew up on liver sandwiches.... and thought that was normal. You make your own noodles. You had to share a room until you were 21. Everything you eat is savored in garlic and onions. You try and reuse gift wrappers, gift boxes, and of course aluminum foil. You are standing next to the two largest suitcases at the airport. You arrive one or two hours late to a party - and think its normal. All your children have nick names, which sound nowhere close to their real names. You know someone with 20 kids You talk for an hour at the front door when leaving someone's house. You can fit 10 people into a Dacia. Your parents never throw anything away and if you by some chance manage to get something to make it to the garbage can... it mysteriously appears back where it was again. You have lace curtains. You have lace tablecloths. You have rugs covering every inch of your house. You have or had rugs on your walls. Your mom tells you you're too skinny even though your 30 pounds overweight. You ever heard of 'stomach stew'. Girls cant have boyfriends when they are 17 but they have to be married at 18. You have curtains hanging across every doorway. Your parents tell you not to care what your friends think but they won't let you do certain things because of what other 'frati' and 'surori' will think. You know someone that married his girlfriend of 2 months. Your mom is a doctor and force feeds you medicine for anything ranging from a headache, stomach ache to a stubbed toe. Your house is full of Romanian medicine that is probably illegal here. You and your friends have ever been kicked out of a restaurant or recreational park for being too loud or rowdy. Your mom recycles plastic cups and paper plates, and sandwich bags by washing them. You dont know how to use a dishwasher. You have a vinyl tablecloth on your kitchen table. You use grocery bags to hold garbage. Your dad ever butchered a pig or lamb. You keep leftover food in your fridge in as many numbers of bowls as possible. Your kitchen shelf is full of jam jars, varieties of bowls and plastic utensils (Got free with some household items). Going to the movies is a sin. Your parents call you farm animals when you get them mad. Your mom ever chased you with a rolling pin or a broom telling you to stop so that she could hit you. Your dad ever told you to smack yourself over the mouth for being disrespectful. You're twenty years old and your parents are trying to send you to Romoville to get you married cause your old. Getting married at 18 is normal. Getting married at 16 actually happens. Your mom washes your clothing at 40. A new tax being passed by the government is simply a cover up because the end of the world is really coming. Asking if you can get a discount at a discount store on clearance items is normal and not embarrassing for your parents. You don't use measuring cups when cooking. You feel like you've gotten a good deal if you didn't pay tax. You can only travel if there are 5 persons at least to see you off or receive you whether you are traveling by bus, train or plane. You only make long distance calls after 11 p.m. If you don't live at home, when your parents call, they ask if you've eaten, even if it's midnight. When your parents meet strangers and talk for a few minutes, you discover you're talking to a distant cousin. Your parents don't realize phone connections to foreign countries have improved in the last two decades, and still scream at the top of their lungs when making foreign calls. You have bed sheets on your sofas so as to keep them away from getting dirty. It's "normal" if your wedding has 600 people. You dont know half the people at your wedding cuz your parents invited them. You've seen the ground while inside the lavatory of a train. You have mastered the art of bargaining in grocery shopping. You walk out of the grocery store with no less then two packed shopping carts weekly. You're proud to be Romanian - and you pass these jokes on to all your Romanian friends!




"To merit the madness of love, man must abound in sanity"
-The Seven Valleys-

Subject : americans - de giocondel la: 07/10/2005 23:08:47
(la: Trancaneala Aristocrata "6")


These are from a book called Disorder in the American Courts, and are
Things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now
published by court reporters that had the torment of staying calm while
these exchanges were actually taking place.

ATTORNEY: Are you sexually active?
WITNESS: No, I just lie there.
______________________________
ATTORNEY: What is your date of birth?
WITNESS: July 18th.
ATTORNEY: What year?
WITNESS: Every year.
_____________________________________
ATTORNEY: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?
WITNESS: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?
WITNESS: Yes.
ATTORNEY: And in what ways does it affect your memory?
WITNESS: I forget.
ATTORNEY: You forget? Can you give us an example of something you
forgot? ____________________________________
ATTORNEY: How old is your son, the one living with you?
WITNESS: Thirty-eight or thirty-five, I can't remember which.
ATTORNEY: How long has he lived with you?
WITNESS: Forty-five years.
_____________________________________
ATTORNEY: What was the first thing your husband said to you that
morning?
WITNESS: He said, "Where am I, Cathy?"
ATTORNEY: And why did that upset you?
WITNESS: My name is Susan.
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved in
voodoo?
WITNESS: We both do.
ATTORNEY: Voodoo?
WITNESS: We do.
ATTORNEY: You do?
WITNESS: Yes, voodoo.
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his
sleep,
He doesn't know about it until the next morning?
WITNESS: Did you actually pass the bar exam?
___________________________________
ATTORNEY: The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old is he?
WITNESS: Uh, he's twenty.
_______________________________________
ATTORNEY: Were you present when your picture was taken?
WITNESS: Would you repeat the question?
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?
WITNESS: Yes.
ATTORNEY: And what were you doing at that time?
WITNESS: Uh....
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: She had three children, right?
WITNESS: Yes.
ATTORNEY: How many were boys?
WITNESS: None.
ATTORNEY: Were there any girls?
_____________________________________
ATTORNEY: How was your first marriage terminated?
WITNESS: By death.
ATTORNEY: And by whose death was it terminated?
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: Can you describe the individual?
WITNESS: He was about medium height and had a beard.
ATTORNEY: Was this a male or a female?
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition
notice which I sent to your attorney?
WITNESS: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: Doctor, how many of your autopsies have you performed on dead
people?
WITNESS: All my autopsies are performed on dead people.
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you go
to?
WITNESS: Oral.
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?
WITNESS: The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.
ATTORNEY: And Mr. Denton was dead at the time?
WITNESS: No, he was sitting on the table wondering why I was doing an
autopsy on him!
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?
WITNESS: Huh?
______________________________________
ATTORNEY: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a
pulse?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: Did you check for blood pressure?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY Did you check for breathing?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you
Began the autopsy?
WITNESS: No.
ATTORNEY: How can you be so sure, Doctor?
WITNESS: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.
ATTORNEY: But could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?
WITNESS: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and
practicing law.





"To merit the madness of love, man must abound in sanity"
-The Seven Valleys-




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