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0 comments | 27 august 2007


Gabriel García Márquez s-a retras din viata publica din motive de sanatate: cancer limfatic. Acum, se pare ca boala s-a agravat din ce in ce mai mult. A trimis o scrisoare de ramas bun prietenilor, cititorilor si admiratorilor lui, si datorita Internetului acum este difuzata.

Va recomand s-o cititi, intrucat acest scurt text scris de catre unul dintre cei mai stralucitori latinoamericani din ultimii ani este mai mult decat miscator.


"Daca pentru o clipa Dumnezeu ar uita ca sunt o marioneta din carpa si mi-ar darui o bucatica de viata, probabil ca n-as spune tot ceea ce gandesc, insa in mod categoric as gandi tot ceea ce zic.

As da valoare lucrurilor, dar nu pentru ce valoreaza, ci pentru ceea ce semnifica.

As dormi mai putin, dar as visa mai mult, intelegand ca pentru fiecare minut in care inchidem ochii, pierdem saizeci de secunde de lumina. As merge cand ceilati se opresc, m-as trezi cand ceilalti dorm. As asculta cand ceilalti vorbesc si cat m-as bucura de o inghetata cu ciocolata!

Daca Dumnezeu mi-ar face cadou o bucatica de viata, m-as imbraca foarte modest, m-as intinde la soare, lasand la vederea tuturor nu numai corpul, ci si sufletul meu.

Doamne Dumnezeul meu daca as avea inima, as grava ura mea peste ghiata si as astepta pana soarele rasare. As picta cu un vis al lui Van Gogh despre stele un poem al lui Benedetti, si un cantec al lui Serrat ar fi serenada pe care i-as oferi-o lunii. As uda cu lacrimile mele trandafirii, pentru a simti durerea spinilor si sarutul incarnat al petalelor...

Dumnezeul meu, daca as avea o bucatica de viata... N-as lasa sa treaca nici o zi fara sa le spun oamenilor pe care ii iubesc, ca ii iubesc. As convinge pe fiecare femeie sau barbat spunandu-le ca sunt favoritii mei si as trai indragostit de dragoste.

Oamenilor le-as demonstra cat se insala crezand ca nu se mai indragostesc cand imbatranesc, nestiind ca imbatranesc cand nu se mai indragostesc! Unui copil i-as da aripi, dar l-as lasa sa invete sa zboare singur. Pe batrani i-as invata ca moartea nu vine cu batranetea, ci cu uitarea. Atatea lucruri am invatat de la voi, oamenii... Am invatat ca toata lumea vrea sa traiasca pe varful muntelui, insa fara sa bage de seama ca adevarata fericire rezida in felul de a-l escalada. Am invatat ca atunci cand un nou nascut strange cu pumnul lui micut, pentru prima oara, degetul parintelui, l-a acaparat pentru intotdeauna.

Am invatat ca um om are dreptul sa se uite in jos la altul, doar atunci cand ar trebui sa-l ajute sa se ridice. Sunt atatea lucruri pe care am putut sa le invat de la voi, dar nu cred ca mi-ar servi, deoarece atunci cand o sa fiu bagat in interiorul acelei cutii, inseamna ca in mod neferecit mor.

Spune intotdeauna ce simti si fa ceea ce gandesti. Daca as stii ca asta ar fi ultima oara cand te voi vedea dormind, te-as imbratisa foarte strans si l-as ruga pe Dumnezeu sa fiu pazitorul sufletului tau. Daca as stii ca asta ar fi ultima oara cand te voi vedea iesind pe usa, ti-as da o imbratisare, un sarut si te-as chema inapoi sa-ti dau mai multe. Daca as stii ca asta ar fi ultima oara cand voi auzi vocea ta, as inregistra fiecare dintre cuvintele tale pentru a le putea asculta o data si inca o data pana la infinit. Daca as stii ca acestea ar fi ultimele minute in care te-as vedea, as spune "te iubesc"si nu mi-as asuma, in mod prostesc, gandul ca deja stii.

Intotdeauna exista ziua de maine si viata ne da de fiecare data alta oportunitate pentru a face lucrurile bine, dar daca cumva gresesc si ziua de azi este tot ce ne ramane, mi-ar face placere sa-ti spun cat te iubesc, ca niciodata te voi uita.

Ziua de maine nu-i este asigurata nimanui, tanar sau batran. Azi poate sa fie ultima zi cand ii vezi pe cei pe care-i iubesti. De aceea, nu mai astepta, fa-o azi, intrucat daca ziua de maine nu va ajunge niciodata, in mod sigur vei regreta ziua cand nu ti-ai facut timp pentru un suras, o imbratisare, un sarut si ca ai fost prea ocupat ca sa le conferi o ultima dorinta. Sa-i mentii pe cei pe care-i iubesti aproape de tine, spune-le la ureche cat de multa nevoie ai de ei, iubeste-i si trateaza-i bine, ia-ti timp sa le spui "imi pare rau", "iarta-ma", "te rog" si toate cuvintele de dragoste pe care le stii.

Nimeni nu-si va aduce aminte de tine pentru gandurile tale secrete. Cere-i Domnului taria si intelepciunea pentru a le exprima. Demostreaza-le prietenilor tai cat de importanti sunt pentru tine."

Sursa: http://www.bizcar.ro/Garcia_Marquez_Ultima_Scrisoare.php


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1 comments | 24 august 2007

Welcome to Cafe Deko

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Informatii primite de la Andrei pe messenger:

Cam asa s-a transformat centrul Timisoarei intr-o tabara tiganeasca.

(Versurile din titlu: Phoenix - Timisoara)

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0 comments | 23 august 2007

Nu e blog de dor, ci mai precis unul de jale. Titlul e doar o parafrazare a celebrelor doine de dor si jale intinse dealungul veacurilor istoriei noastre ca popor.

Revin si caut vinovatii pentru cele intamplate. Primul pe lista nici nu poate fi pomenit. Nu de alta dar nu cred ca mi-ar sta bine pe post de paratrasnet. Al doilea este ditamai corporatia detinatoare de monopol. Ce am sa fac. Sa ma debransez si sa ma leg la... panouri solare sau mori de vant. Poate la casa mea, si nu la blocul altuia. Cel de-al treilea presupus vinovat este clar Bara si gasca lui de tiganci... pardon... cetatence de etnie rroma, (fu__-le m___a-n-c__) care m-au "blagoslovit" datorita damage-ului produs in apartamentul de pe Bega. Chiar. Mi-ai adus vreun cangur ? :))

Vinovati pentru ce ? Well, se pare ca cei de care nu ma satur eu, se satura ei de mine. Nu e vorba de nici o persoana, de nici un animal, si de nici o firma, ci de electrocasnicele mele (includ si pc-ul aici de cand l-am mutat in bucatarie). In decurs de doua saptamani cateva din entitatile cele mai apropiate mie s-au hotarat sa ma paraseasca. Acestea, Dumnezeu sa le aiba in preajma, s-au indepartat in frunte cu masina de spalat crapata in urma unui stop cardiac si o parasire a cuvei de axul principal. Nu la multa vreme dupa, datorita unei dureri sufetesti de nesuportat, pc-ul s-a dus si el din motive necunoscute inca. Sper ca acuma sa fie fericit si sa-si fi intalnit "role model"-ul vietii lui, HAL 9000. Am teminat coliva celor doua saptamani de chin azi la crapatul zilei odata cu gasirea frigiderului intr-o balta. Si chiar daca balta nu era de sange, stiam ca nici asta nu mai sufla. Asta e. E atata de gol in casa fara sufletele lor, chiar daca cadavrele lor metalice inca mai ocupa spatiul pe care odata stateau niste lucruri minunate, cu frica de Dumnezeu.

Ma rog doar sa nu ma paraseasca mixerul si radioul. Stiu ca si cei doi sunt apropiati si nu vor putea trai unul fara altul, asa ca va rog sa puneti doua lumanari la cei vii, pe langa cele trei in partea cealalta.

Va multumesc pentru atentie. "Am tras oblonul"

R.I.P.

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0 comments | 22 august 2007

Sunt mirat !

Ce face adolescentul tarziu de pe meleagurile virtual-mioritice. Isi face blog. Apoi il transforma in cutia lui cu nisip unde construieste castele, omoara indieni si cowboyi. Mai tarziu in drumul spre maturitate blogul se transforma intr-un spatiu refulant unde autorul scapa deseori de stresul examenelor si al problemelor cotidiene. Devine apoi un loc plin de eroi, de la Chuck Norris pana la Al Porcino, plin de anunturi, de la Novopress pana la concertul Muse, plin de critici, plin de greseli gramaticale si de exprimare, plin de feedbackuri scrise si verbale, plin...domne'... de toate prostiile din lume de care bloggerul nostru a dat pe parcursul drumului sau.

Am uitat ceva ? Probabil ca voi cei din public ma veti ajuta sa-mi completez lista de aberatii.

Am inceput cu "Sunt mirat!". De ce ? Pentru ca aud de la un prieten de-al unui prieten vecin cu un prieten ca ... "e interesant". Chiar daca expresia tradusa in limbaj sincer are conotatii aluzive materne, e interesant ca "e interesant". Aici mentionez si "grupul vesel de la Cluj + prietenii" care raspandesc de asemenea linkul de parca ar fi ceva "interesant". Pentru acestia din urma, bancul lui Tom Hanks ramane valabil: ".... a good start"

P.S. De azi aveti si posibilitatea de a vota cu optiuni cuprinse intre "cool" si pana la "i disagree".
P.P.S. Si haideti la Muse ca daca ramane stadionul gol se cam inchide granita cu vedete (exceptand pe cele muribunde) care ne calca gazonul.

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0 comments | 19 august 2007

Sunt ca un copil mic care se lauda cu o jucarie noua, sunt un panou publicitar uman pe care scrie Muse, sunt cel mai mare promoter neplatit al concertului. Revin sa va bat la cap cu un "eveniment cultural de exceptie", cu un spectacol cu care va veti lauda peste ani si ani in fata nepotilor, cu o trupa ce se va aseza in randurile clasicilor.


Muse - Starlight

Asa ca daca vreti sa ne vedem in seara de sambata 6 octombrie APASATI AICI

Gata. Urmatoarea postare despre Muse va aparea dupa concert. Punct.

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0 comments | 17 august 2007

Circula de o vreme buna pe internet o colectie de fotografii mai putin obisnuite pentru ochiul publicului larg. Unele din ele sunt socante, altele sunt supraevaluate, altele pur si simplu sunt frumoase. Recunoscand drepturile de autor ale fotografilor si sarind peste partea umanitara a problemei, va prezint mai jos subiectul prezentei postari. (Dani Mocanu)


Some people might be offended or upset by these images but this isn't my intentions I just want it to be thought provoking and enlightening, and for people to talk about the past and to never forget, because we need to learn from past events other wise we will keep repeating history.
The title of the image will take you to Wikipedia.


Execution of a Viet Cong Guerrilla [1968]

This picture was shot by Eddie Adams who won the Pulitzer prize with it. The picture shows Nguyen Ngoc Loan, South Vietnam's national police chief executing a prisoner who was said to be a Viet Cong captain. Once again the public opinion was turned against the war.




The lynching of young blacks [1930]

This is a famous picture, taken in 1930, showing the young black men accused of raping a Caucasian woman and killing her boyfriend, hanged by a mob of 10,000 white men. The mob took them by force from the county jail house. Another black man was left behind and ended up being saved from lynching. Even if lynching photos were designed to boost white supremacy, the tortured bodies and grotesquely happy crowds ended up revolting many.



By Lawrence Beitler

Soweto Uprising [1976]

It was a picture that got the world's attention: A frozen moment in time that showed 13-year-old Hector Peterson dying after being struck down by a policeman's bullet.



By Sam Nzima

Hazel Bryant [1957]

It was the fourth school year since segregation had been outlawed by the Supreme Court. Things were not going well, and some southerners accused the national press of distorting matters. This picture, however, gave irrefutable testimony, as Elizabeth Eckford strides through a gantlet of white students, including Hazel Bryant (mouth open the widest), on her way to Little Rock's Central High.



By Will Counts

Triangle Shirtwaist Company Fire [1911]

The Triangle Shirtwaist Company always kept its doors locked to ensure that the young immigrant women stayed stooped over their machines and didn't steal anything. When a fire broke out on Saturday, March 25, 1911, on the eighth floor of the New York City factory, the locks sealed the workers' fate. In just 30 minutes, 146 were killed. Witnesses thought the owners were tossing their best fabric out the windows to save it, then realized workers were jumping, sometimes after sharing a kiss (the scene can be viewed now as an eerie precursor to the World Trade Center events of September, 11, 2001, only a mile and a half south). The Triangle disaster spurred a national crusade for workplace safety.


Phan Thị Kim Phúc [1972]


Phan Thị Kim Phúc known as Kim Phuc (born 1963) was the subject of a famous photo from the Vietnam war. The picture shows her at about age nine running naked after being severely burned on her back by a napalm attack.



By Huỳnh Công Út

Kent State [1970]


The news that Richard Nixon was sending troops to Cambodia caused a chain of protests in the U.S. colleges. At Kent State the protest seemed more violent, some students even throwing rocks. In consequence, The Ohio National Guard was called to calm things down, but the events got out of hand and they started shooting. Some of the victims were simply walking to school. The photo shows 14-year-old Mary Ann Vecchio kneeling over the body of Jeffrey Miller who had been shot by the Ohio National Guard moments earlier.



By John Paul Filo

Tiananmen Square [1989]

This is the picture of a student/man going to work who has just had enough. The days leading up to this event thousands of protesters and innocent by standers were killed by their own government because the Chinese people wanted more rights. He tries to stop the tanks in Tiananmen Square by standing in front of them and climbed on the tank and hitting the hatch and yelling, the tank driver didn't crush the man with the bags as a group of unknown people came and dragged him away, we still don't know if the man is alive or dead as the Chinese government executed many of the protesters involved. China is still controlled by a communist regime, but while there are strong willed men like this the country still has hope.

There are two well know photos taken of the protester by two different photojournalist, so I thought I would show both images and give both photographer credit for there work as many people think that both images where taken by the same person.





By Stuart Franklin



By Jeff Widener

Thích Quảng Đức [1963]

Thích Quảng Ðức was a Vietnamese Buddhist monk who burned himself to death at a busy Saigon intersection on June 11, 1963. His act of self-immolation, which was repeated by others, was witnessed by David Halberstam, a New York Times reporter, who wrote:

    " I was to see that sight again, but once was enough. Flames were coming from a human being; his body was slowly withering and shriveling up, his head blackening and charring. In the air was the smell of burning human flesh; human beings burn surprisingly quickly. Behind me I could hear the sobbing of the Vietnamese who were now gathering. I was too shocked to cry, too confused to take notes or ask questions, too bewildered to even think.... As he burned he never moved a muscle, never uttered a sound, his outward composure in sharp contrast to the wailing people around him."




By Malcolm Browne

Portrait of Winston Churchill [1941]

This photograph was taken by Yousuf Karsh, a Canadian photographer, when Winston Churchill came to Ottawa. The portrait of Churchill brought Karsh international fame. It is claimed to be the most reproduced photographic portrait in history. It also appeared on the cover of Life magazine.



By Yousuf Karsh

Albert Einstein [1951]

Albert Einstein is probably one of the most popular figures of all times. He is considered a genius because he created the Theory of Relativity, and so, challenged Newton's laws, that were the basis of everything known in physics until the beginning of the 20th century. But, as a person, he was considered a beatnik, and this picture, taken on March 14, 1951 proves that.



By Arthur Sasse

Nagasaki [1945]


This is the picture of the "mushroom cloud" showing the enormous quantity of energy. The first atomic bomb was released on August 6 in Hiroshima (Japan) and killed about 80,000 people. On August 9 another bomb was released above Nagasaki. The effects of the second bomb were even more devastating - 150,000 people were killed or injured. But the powerful wind, the extremely high temperature and radiation caused enormous long term damage.


Hiroshima, Three Weeks After the Bomb [1945]

Americans -- and everyone -- had heard of the bomb that "leveled" Hiroshima, but what did that mean? When the aerial photography was published, that question was answered.



And here is a ground view of the destruction.


Dead on the Beach [1943]

Haunting photograph of a beach in Papua New Guinea on September 20, 1943, the magazine felt compelled to ask in an adjacent full-page editorial, "Why print this picture, anyway, of three American boys dead upon an alien shore?" Among the reasons: "words are never enough . . .



By George Strock

Buchenwald [1945]

George Patton's troops when they liberated the Buchenwald concentration camp. Forty-three thousand people had been murdered there. Patton was so outraged he ordered his men to march German civilians through the camp so they could see with their own eyes what their nation had wrought.


Anne Frank [1941]

Six million Jews died in the Holocaust. For many throughout the world, one teenage girl gave them a story and a face. She was Anne Frank, the adolescent who, according to her diary, retained her hope and humanity as she hid with her family in an Amsterdam attic. In 1944 the Nazis, acting on a tip, arrested the Franks; Anne and her sister died of typhus at Bergen-Belsen only a month before the camp was liberated. The world came to know her through her words and through this ordinary portrait of a girl of 14. She stares with big eyes, wearing an enigmatic expression, gazing at a future that the viewer knows will never come.


V-J Day, Times Square, [1945]

or "The Kiss", at the end of World War II, in US cities everybody went to the streets to salute the end of combat. Friendship and unity were everywhere. This picture shows a sailor kissing a young nurse in Times Square. The fact is he was kissing every girl he encountered and for that kiss, this particular nurse slapped him.



By Alfred Eisenstaedt
Casualties of war [1991]

Image of a young US sergeant at the moment he learns that the body bag next to him contains the body of his friend, killed by "friendly fire".

The widely published photo became an iconic image of the 1991 Gulf war - a war in which media access was limited by Pentagon restrictions.



By David Turnley

The Falling Man [2001]


The powerful and controversial photograph provoked feelings of anger, particularly in the United States, in the immediate aftermath of the September 11 attacks. The photo ran only once in many American newspapers because they received critical and angry letters from readers who felt the photo was exploitative, voyeuristic, and disrespectful of the dead. This led to the media's self-censorship of the photograph, preferring instead to print photos of acts of heroism and sacrifice.

Drew commented about the varying reactions, saying, "This is how it affected people's lives at that time, and I think that is why it's an important picture. I didn't capture this person's death. I captured part of his life. This is what he decided to do, and I think I preserved that."9/11: The Falling Man ends suggesting that this picture was not a matter of the identity behind the man, but how he symbolized the events of 9/11.



By Richard Drew

U.S. Marines raising the flag on Iwo Jima [1945]

Raising the Flag on Iwo Jima is a historic photograph taken on February 23, 1945, by Joe Rosenthal. It depicts five United States Marines and a U.S. Navy corpsman raising the flag of the United States atop Mount Suribachi during the Battle of Iwo Jima in World War II.

The photograph was extremely popular, being reprinted in thousands of publications. Later, it became the only photograph to win the Pulitzer Prize for Photography in the same year as its publication, and ultimately came to be regarded as one of the most significant and recognizable images of the war, and possibly the most reproduced photograph of all times.



By Joe Rosenthal


Lunch atop a Skyscraper [1932]

Lunch atop a Skyscraper (New York Construction Workers Lunching on a Crossbeam) is a famous photograph taken by Charles C. Ebbets during construction of the GE Building at Rockefeller Center in 1932.

The photograph depicts 11 men eating lunch, seated on a girder with their feet dangling hundreds of feet above the New York City streets. Ebbets took the photo on September 29, 1932, and it appeared in the New York Herald Tribune in its Sunday photo supplement on October 2. Taken on the 69th floor of the GE Building during the last several months of construction, the photo Resting on a Girder shows the same workers napping on the beam.



Here's a rare image by the same photographer showing the workers sleeping on the crossbeam.


By Charles C. Ebbets




Migrant Mother [1936]

For many, this picture of Florence Owens Thompson (age 32) represents the Great Depression. She was the mother of 7 and she struggled to survive with her kids catching birds and picking fruits. Dorothea Lange took the picture after Florence sold her tent to buy food for her children. She made the first page of major newspapers all over the country and changed people's conception about migrants.



By Dorothea Lange

Omayra Sánchez [1985]

Red Cross rescue workers had apparently repeatedly appealed to the government for a pump to lower the water level and for other help to free the girl. Finally rescuers gave up and spent their remaining time with her, comforting her and praying with her. She died of exposure after about 60 hours.



By Frank Fournier

A vulture watches a starving child [1993]


The prize-winning image: A vulture watches a starving child in southern Sudan, March 1, 1993.
Carter's winning photo shows a heart-breaking scene of a starving child collapsed on the ground, struggling to get to a food center during a famine in the Sudan in 1993. In the background, a vulture stalks the emaciated child.

Carter was part of a group of four fearless photojournalists known as the "Bang Bang Club" who traveled throughout South Africa capturing the atrocities committed during apartheid.

Haunted by the horrific images from Sudan, Carter committed suicide in 1994 soon after receiving the award.



By Kevin Carter

Biafra [1969]

When the Igbos of eastern Nigeria declared themselves independent in 1967, Nigeria blockaded their fledgling country-Biafra. In three years of war, more than one million people died, mainly of hunger. In famine, children who lack protein often get the disease kwashiorkor, which causes their muscles to waste away and their bellies to protrude. War photographer Don McCullin drew attention to the tragedy. "I was devastated by the sight of 900 children living in one camp in utter squalor at the point of death," he said. "I lost all interest in photographing soldiers in action." The world community intervened to help Biafra, and learned key lessons about dealing with massive hunger exacerbated by war-a problem that still defies simple solutions.



By Don McCullin

Misery in Darfur [2004]

It's an image which depicts a depressed, shoulders-down figure of a child in a cluster of what remains of her family.

The very weather-beaten arm of her mother goes over her left shoulder and there are the very small weather-beaten hands of the child, who is about five or six, clinging on to this one piece of security that she has, which is the weather-beaten hand of her mother.

The mother is not in the image, she's in the background. But then slightly further in the background you see the other hands of her brothers and sisters as they wait in this village.



By Marcus Bleasdale

Tragedy in Oklahoma [1995]

The fireman has taken the time to remove his gloves before receiving this infant from the policeman.

Anyone who knows anything about firefighters know that their gloves are very rough and abrasive and to remove these is like saying I want to make sure that I am as gentle and as compassionate as I can be with this infant that I don't know is dead or alive.

The fireman is just cradling this infant with the utmost compassion and caring.

He is looking down at her with this longing, almost to say with his eyes: "It's going to be OK, if there's anything I can do I want to try to help you."

He doesn't know that she has already passed away.



By Chris Porter

How Life Begins [1965]

In 1957 he began taking pictures with an endoscope, an instrument that can see inside a body cavity, but when Lennart Nilsson presented the rewards of his work to LIFE's editors several years later, they demanded that witnesses confirm that they were seeing what they thought they were seeing. Finally convinced, they published a cover story in 1965 that went on for 16 pages, and it created a sensation. Then, and over the intervening years, Nilsson's painstakingly made pictures informed how humanity feels about . . . well, humanity. They also were appropriated for purposes that Nilsson never intended. Nearly as soon as the 1965 portfolio appeared in LIFE, images from it were enlarged by right-to-life activists and pasted to placards.



By Lennart Nilsson

First Flight [1903]

December 17, 1903 was the day humanity spread its wings and rose above the ground - for 12 seconds at first and by the end of the day for almost a minute - but it was a major breakthrough. Orville and Wilbur Wright, two bicycle mechanics from Ohio, are the pioneers of aviations, and although this first flight occurred so late in history, the ulterior development was exponential.



By John T. Daniels

Earthrise [1968]

The late adventure photographer Galen Rowell called it "the most influential environmental photograph ever taken." Captured on Christmas Eve, 1968, near the end of one of the most tumultuous years the U.S. had ever known, the Earthrise photograph inspired contemplation of our fragile existence and our place in the cosmos. For years, Frank Borman and Bill Anders of the Apollo 8 mission each thought that he was the one who took the picture. An investigation of two rolls of film seemed to prove Borman had taken an earlier, black-and-white frame, and the iconic color photograph, which later graced a U.S. postage stamp and several book covers, was by Anders.



By William Anders

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1 comments | 15 august 2007

Previzibil si stupid. Urat si modest. Cum vreti voi sa-i spuneti, rezultatul e acelasi: 2-2. Mirifica si razboinica echipa plina de lumina a jucat precum trupa sindicatului de la Apaca. Mai lipseau florile de pe stadion si o puneau de un gratar.
Bravo baieti... Ati dovedit inca o data intregii tari ca istoria se poate repeta. Inca un minut de prelungiri si castiga Bate. Sunt nerabdator sa vad ziua in care o echipa romaneasca va fi capabila sa castige in ultimele minute. Atunci vom putea spune ca am ajuns in Europa cu fotbalul. Pana atunci sunte in vizita.
Cu riscul de a ma repeta.... felicitari domnilor pentru jocul de miutza ridicat la nivel de sport national. Felicitari pentru proliferarea ideii romanesti stravechi de aparatori ai patriei si pentru refuzul ofensiv.
Ahhh... cred ca e de ajuns. Nu vreau sa ma trezesc cu Smarandescu in fata casei la dimineata.


As fi vrut sa postez doar ultimul gol pentru ca este cel mai relevant pentru Steaua si pentru spiritul romanesc in general, dar nu l-am gasit separat. Oricum sper ca m-ati inteles.

P.S. Pentru retur..... Go Bate !!!

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0 comments | 13 august 2007

Draga prieteni, dragi tovarasi, de data asta nu va tin la povesti cu exhibitionismul meu, si nici nu cer ajutor divin de la Chuck Norris pentru un acoperis deasupra capului. Vreau doar sa va anunt ca pe data de 6 octombrie 2007, la Caminul Cultural de la Agronomie, e Mare Bal Mare acompaniat de un minunat taraf format din trei "engleji": Mathias, Cristi si Dominic. Asa ca nu cumva sa-mi lipsiti de la evenimentul rock nr.2 al anului , Rolling Stones fiind nr.1 ("sa-i dam caesarului..."). Partea buna e ca baieii de la Muse sunt inca vii.


Muse - Feeling Good

Recomandarea vine din partea unui cunoscator, care alaturi de Ciupi, Ioana, G.Bara si Raluca, a strabatut cale lunga pe timp de iarna pana in capitala imperiului doar sa-i asculte pe lautarii alternativi.


Muse - Knights Of Cydonia

Gata, termin cu prostiile. Va asteptam la cantare. Poate canta Blackbeers in deschidere.


Muse - Bliss

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