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27 de agosto de 2009

Dos palabras

Hace unos días se puso en exhibición la agenda que usaba Neville Chamberlain aquel septiembre de 1939. El imbécil que creyó en "la paz para éste tiempo" apenas garrapateó war declared para marcar el inicio de la peor guerra de la historia, que él mismo ayudó a gestar dejando que Hitler avanzara en la construcción de su delirante Reich de los Mil Años.

5 de agosto de 2009

Police Woman

La Policía de Avon y Somerset, cuyo perimetro de acción comprende las ciudades de Bristol, Bath y Wells, al igual que las zonas rurales de Gloucestershire Sur y Somerset, acaban de introducir un nuevo accesorio en el equipo de sus agentes. Se trata de un pañuleo islámico que las mujeres policías deberán ponerse en el transcurso de sus intervenciones a proximidad o al interior de lugares de culto musulmán.

La Yihad en Eurabia

En línea : Gran Bretaña muestra cómo perdió el rumbo.

23 de julio de 2009

Farewell rifleman Thatcher


Cyrus Thatcher, de 19 años, murió el 2 de junio pasado en Afganistán.

Extraordinaria la carta de despedida que dejó para su familia:

"Hello its me, this is gonna be hard for you to read but I write this knowing every time you thinks shits got to much for you to handle (so don't cry on it MUM!!) you can read this and hopefully it will help you all get through.

For a start SHIT I got hit!! Now Iv got that out the way I can say the things Iv hopefully made clear, or if I havent this should clear it all up for me. My hole life you'v all been there for me through thick and thin bit like a wedding through good and bad. Without you I believe I wouldn't have made it as far as I have. I died doing what I was born to do I was happy and felt great about myself although the army was sadly the ending of me it was also the making of me so please don't feel any hate toward it. One thing I no I never made clear to you all was I make jokes about my life starting in the Army. That's wrong VERY wrong my life began a LONG time before that (Obviously) but you get what I mean. All the times Iv tried to neglect the family get angry when you try teach me right from wrong wot I mean to say is I only realised that you were trying to help when I joined the army and without YOUR help I would have never had the BALLS, the GRIT and the damn right determination to crack on and do it. If I could have a wish in life it would to be able to say Iv gone and done things many would never try to do. And going to Afghan has fulfilled my dream ie my goal. Yes I am young wich as a parent must brake you heart but you must all somehow find the strength that I found to do something no matter how big the challenge. As Im writing this letter I can see you all crying and mornin my death but if I could have one wish in an "after life" it would be to stop your crying and continueing your dreams (as I did) because if I were watching only that would brake my heart. So dry your tears and put on a brave face for the rest of your friends and family who need you.

I want each and everyone of you to forfill a dream and at the end of it look at what you have done (completed) and feel the accomplishment and achievement I did only then will you understand how I felt when I passed away.

[To his brothers:] You are both amazing men and will continue to be throughout your lives you both deserve to be happy and fofill all of your dreams.

Dad – my idol, my friend, my best friend, my teacher, my coach, everything I ever succeeded in my life I owe to you and maybe a little bit of me! You are a great man and the perfect role model and the past two years of being in the army I noticed that and me and you have been on the best level we have ever been. I thank you for nothing because I no all you have given to me is not there to be thanked for its there because you did it cause you love me and that is my most proudest thing I could ever say.

Mum, where do I start with you!! For a start your perfect, your smell, your hugs, the way your life was dedicated to us boys and especially the way you cared each and every step us boys took. I love you, you were the reason I made it as far as I did you were the reason I was loved more than any child I no and that made me feel special.

Your all such great individuals and I hope somehow this letter will help you get through this shit time!! Just remember do NOT mourn my death as hard as this will seem, celebrate a great life that has had its ups and downs. I love you all more than you would ever no and in your own individual ways helped me get through it all. I wish you all the best with your dreams.

Remember chin up head down. With love Cyrus"

25 de mayo de 2009

Democracia


Escándalo en la clase política británica. Se ve venir una gran purga en el Parlamento próximamente.

¿Qué pasó? ¿Sancionaron una ley que impone el corralito en las islas?

No. Parece que muchos diputados se pasaron con los gastos que tenían asignados. Encima no se trató de algo ilegal.

Si nos ponemos a comparar con la situación de la clase política argentina y la impunidad con la que utilizan el poder frente a una sociedad que vuelve a elegir la misma gente una y otra vez, da ganas de ponerse a llorar.

13 de mayo de 2009

Politically Correct Brits

Parodia del portal de BBC News.
AFRICA: Still poor and it's all your fault
EDUCATION: Teachers welcome plans to lobotomise students
Y otras perlas.
Visto en Samizdata.

25 de febrero de 2008

Terrorismo a la Grinpís

La verdad que los muchachos de Grinpis ya cansan con sus joditas. Hace 20 años cuando jugaban con los gomones eran originales pero ahora que se han convertido en una multinacional de la utopía regresiva se han transformado en un peligro par la navegación, porque ya no sólo se le cruzan a los balleneros sino han llegado a embestir a simples graneleros por el sólo hecho de que no les gusta la semilla que embarcan.
Hoy se pasaron de rosca y violaron la seguridad de Heathrow. Mientras un cristiano del montón tiene que mostrar hasta los calzones para embarcar, los tipos van y se trepan a la cola de un avión en plataforma.
Creo que ya es momento de considerarlos una amenaza para el transporte aéreo y marítimo, siendo que en un caso las "protestas" violan las normas de la IATA y en el otro las de la IMO.
Y no se si lisa y llanamente sus shows no pueden tipificarse como hechos terroristas.

9 de octubre de 2007

Flower of Scotland

El domingo, como cada vez que juegan los Braveharts, se canta la canción que hace de himno extraoficial de los escoceses.
Hoy me puse a buscar la letra completa, porque me quedó picando eso de "to be a nation again".
Muy interesante:

Oh Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

The Hills are bare now,
And Autumn leaves
Lie thick and still,
O'er land that is lost now,
Which those so dearly held,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

Those days are past now,
And in the past
they must remain,
But we can still rise now,
And be the nation again,
That stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

0h Flower of Scotland,
When will we see
Your like again,
That fought and died for,
Your wee bit Hill and Glen,
And stood against him,
Proud Edward's Army,
And sent him homeward,
Tae think again.

Un par de líneas que merecen subrayarse: "Those days are past now, and in the past they must remain", a pesar de que "we can still rise now, And be the nation again".

Good lesson.

(Cantada por The Corries, acá)