« BESTIAR Salată orientală cu universitari închipuiţi » este un roman plin de aluzii livreşti, de scimbări de perspectivă, de felurite surprize, folosind un cuvânt din titlu – o salată naratologică. Îmi pare că Lucian Bâgiu s-a hotărât să folosească într-un singur roman toate tehnicile narative cunoscute. Absolvent de Litere şi asistent universitar îşi exorcizează demonii cu care a fost torturat în facultate (şi nu numai), exilându-i în paginile romanului, parcă îl şi văd scuturându-şi povara cursurilor şi a termenilor sforăitori de pe umeri, precum câinii când ies din apă.
Pentru a putea gusta acest roman, cititorul trebuie să îndeplinească câteva condiţii minime : să aibe în spate amintirea unor ani de studenţie autentică, o oarecare cultură generală şi neapărat să fi citit Jaap Lintvelt, Gerard Genette & co. În primii ani de facultate, cu o atitudine trufaşă, stabilisem că pot fi bursier şi dacă învăt doar în sesiune, restul timpului dedicându-l altor actvităţi, printre care şi urmărirea câtorva cursuri de la Facultatea de Litere (prietenii ştiu de ce...) – literatură comparată şi naratologie. Din păcate firea-mi păcătoasă nu m-a lăsat să duc proiectul până lă capăt.
Revenind la subiect – în primul rând romanul are un fir narativ consistent şi, spre deosebire de multe alte romane ale literaturii române contemporane, are şi suflet. Romanul debutează cu frămantările viitorului asistent universitar de dinaintea examenului de titularizare, după ce a fost ţinut la fezandat (aşa cum este obiceiul) timp de doi ani (metoda plata cu ora), iată că se apropie şi examenul aducător de contract de muncă pe durată nedeterminată. Experienţa personală se face uşor sesizată în portretul făcut asistentului, ce parcurge de-a lungul romanului treptele ierarhiei universitare (fără prea mare entuziasm, la rugămintea profesorului titular, începe să redacteze bibliografia pentru concursul prezumat imparţial, ca apoi, în ultimele 50 de pagini, să ajungă la titlul de conf. univ. dr.). Descrierea acestui proces şi a vieţii universitare,în genere, este asezonată cu muuuultă ironie.
Primul capitol surprinde, cum am spus, lumea universitară, prin ochii (uşor ironici) ai unui tânăr asist. univ. drd. ; până în acest moment nimic deosebit – o perspectivă actorială cât se poate de ortodoxă. Începând cu cel de-al doilea capitol totul se încurcă – naraţiunea este când acorială, când auctorială, intervine şi martorul ocular, unde mai pui că toţi aceştia se adresează uneori cititorului, introducându-l în ştiinţa naratologiei. Mai mult, Mo (martorul ocular) îl priveste pe Noua (naratotul auctorial) cum participă la evenimente în calitate de personaj. Titlurile unor capitole poartă chiar denumirea unor tehnici naratologice : Cap II Anizocronie, Cap. IV Refocalizare, Cap. VI Metalepsă narativă.
Sunt închipuite şi ceva « lucrări de specialitate » (desăvârşit exemplu al limbajului ştiinţific de lemn) ale unor personaje ; de exemplu, « feminista catedrei » a scris următoarele : « Instituirea estetică a absolutului, Valenţele polifonice ale dramaturgiei lui Lucian Blaga, (acum atenţie mateini) Zborul pajurii, Spovedaniile tăinuite şi aspiraţiile absconse ale lui Mateiu I. Caragiale şi Inscripţii în blazonul operei » . Apar şi alte trimiteri la Mateiu – un personaj afirmă că « suntem sub pecetea tainei » sau că « Aici la portile orientului ... ».
Nu voi insista foarte mult asupra poveştii, deoarece, începând cu capitolul doi, devine tot mai halucinantă, pentru a sfârşi într-o parodiere a subiectelor şi stilului lui Dan Brown.

Concluzie : citiţi cartea ; eu aş putea să o ţin aşa multă vreme, însă farmecul romanului tot nu voi reuşi să îl surprind.

Folge 530: Roman hat endgültig genug davon, der Fußabtreter seiner Freunde zu sein.Ich kann's ihm nicht verdenken.

Nu rata: Roman nu inseamna tigan

Vatican City's Piazza San Pietro.
See also: video: Vatican sun dial, Sun cross, 8-pointed star.

Aachen Cathedral (792) (note the pyramid and all-seeing-eye).

For 600 years (936-1531) this was the church of monarch coronation (see also: Coronet) for 30 German kings and 12 queens.

Cathedral element in Bruges, Belgium. (note the pyramid)

The Roman-Vatican-Masonic oppression culture has its origins in the much older secret societies (which were also called: "Mystery Religions", "Mystery Schools", "Priesthood cults", or "Schools for the divine science of governing") which were already present in ancient civilizations (See also: History of Oppression):

• Brotherhood of the Snake (probably the most important pre-cataclysm priesthood cult and the origin of many of the later cults.)
• Egyptian (Hyksos)
• Sumerian
• Babylonian
• Sadducian ("Tsdoki", "Zadokites") (See also: Ebionites, Essenes, Pharisees)
• Phoenician
• Canaanite
• Etruscan
• Ancient Greece
• Roman
• Anglo-Celtic
• Other priesthood cults: Rosae Crucis (probably from ~12th c.), Alumbrados (Spain, late 15th c.), Roshaniya (Afghanistan, 16th c.), Bavarian Illuminati (Germany, ~1776)

Sun symbolism and astrotheology (cosmology and its links to spiritualism) were an extremely important priesthood element of these societies and many others around the world too (to this day), since it was believed that cosmic cycles were heavily influencing life on earth, not just in the physical spectrum (in the traditional science sense), but also in the spiritual-consciousness spectrum (See also: Plasma cosmology).

The true essence of the sun symbolism is its representation of primordial intellect, the manifestation of universal (or omnipresent) intellect which transcends space-time. The Human process of harmonizing with this force is called at-onement, illumination or enlightenment. Atonement of a select group of their own initiated members and the consciousness-control of the 'profane' are the core of the activities of these Luciferian priesthood societies - ancient and modern.

Additional important priesthood elements were: Human sexuality, Human concepts of natures (perceived) dualities (female/male, life/death, healthy/sick, body/spirit, light/dark, white/black, energy/mass, above/below, in/out, love/hate, good/evil), alchemy, geometry and numerology, visual arts, music, entheogens and trance states. Some neurotic priesthood societies made animal sacrifices, and a few even Human sacrifices to their god. For oppressive priesthood societies the control of knowledge and thereby sovereignty, consciousness and spirituality became their most important goal. These people wanted domination over life, even though they had no real life of their own.

All this is Occult Symbolism is still visible today: in architecture (masonic buildings, ancient and new monuments, place names), corporate logo's, money design, coats of arms, films (especially those from Hollywood), holy-days and other cultural rituals and various public 'accessible' cult-religions (Freemasonry, Fraternities, Scouting, New Age societies).

The following are some of the 'Western' rituals and festivals with an occult (hidden) meaning, many of which were strongly influenced by the ancient Roman and Roman Catholic priesthood culture:

• Christmas (Dec. 24/25): Winter solstice celebration ("Return of the Sun/Son of God"). (See also: video: Hidden Mysteries of Christmas Unveiled, Saturnalia)

• Valentine's Day (Feb. 14): Ancient Roman (and likely pre-Roman) Lupercalia celebration (Note: Lupus is Latin for wolf, Lupae means 'she wolves'. See also Romulus and Remus). At first an ancient Roman priesthood fertility ritual (see below), which was later turned into the the Roman Catholic St. Valentine celebration.
  • "February occurred later on the ancient Roman calendar than it does today so Lupercalia was held in the spring and regarded as a festival of purification and fertility. Each year on February 15, the Luperci priests gathered on Palantine Hill at the cave of Lupercal. ... Two naked young men, assisted by the Vestals (the virgin holy female priests of Vesta), sacrificed a dog and a goat at the site. The blood was smeared on the foreheads of the young men and then wiped away with wool dipped in milk. ... Roman armies took the Lupercalia customs with them as they invaded France and Britain. One of these was a lottery where the names of available maidens were placed in a box and drawn out by the young men. Each man accepted the girl whose name he drew as his love - for the duration of the festival, or sometimes longer. As Catholicism began to slowly and systematically dismantle the pagan pantheons, it frequently replaced the festivals of the pagan gods with more ecumenical celebrations. It was easier to convert the local population if they could continue to celebrate on the same days, they would just be instructed to celebrate different people and ideologies. Lupercalia, with its lover lottery, had no place in the new 'Christian' order. In the year 496 AD, Pope Gelasius I did away with the festival of Lupercalia, citing that it was pagan and immoral. He chose Valentine as the patron saint of lovers, who would be honored at the new festival on the 14th of every February." [62]
  • "The festival began with the sacrifice by the Luperci (or the Flamen Dialis) of two male goats and a dog. Next two patrician young Luperci were led to the altar, to be anointed on their foreheads with the sacrificial blood, which was wiped off the bloody knife with wool soaked in milk, after which they were expected to smile and laugh; the smearing of the forehead with blood probably refers to human sacrifice originally practised at the festival. The sacrificial feast followed, after which the Luperci cut thongs from the skins of the victims, which were called Februa, dressed themselves in the skins of the sacrificed goats, in imitation of Lupercus, and ran round the walls of the old Palatine city, the line of which was marked with stones, with the thongs in their hands in two bands, striking the people who crowded near. Girls and young women would line up on their route to receive lashes from these whips. This was supposed to ensure fertility, prevent sterility in women and ease the pains of childbirth. This tradition itself may survive ('Christianised', and shifted to Spring) in certain ritual Easter Monday whippings." [63]

• Carnival (Immediately before Lent - the 40 day's of Catholic liturgical season of fasting and prayer before Easter - usually during Feb. or Mar. It may last from a few weeks to several months depending on the region.): (todo)

• Easter (Calculated Sunday between March 22 and April 25): Spring equinox celebration ("Resurrection of the Sun/Son of God"). The celebration of the Babylonian goddess of love and fertility Ishtar (See also: the Semitic goddesses Asherah and Astarte), combined with the Cosmic egg and rabbit symbolism for fertility and regeneration. (See also: "Rebirth and Resurrection: The Origins Of Easter Traditions", "Pagan Worship of Easter", "Origins of Easter", Ostara festival, Passover, Semana Santa, Easter controversy, "Towards a Common Date of Easter")

• Mayday (1 May): Phallic Maypole celebration (See also: the Celtic Beltane & Samhain celebrations, Axis mundi, Omphalos). The International Workers' Day is the result of traditional culture suppression and industrial-political influence.

• Halloween (Oct. 31): (todo) (See also: [64], [65])

Bullfighting: The slaying of the bull (Taurus) by Mithras (Roman deity - with pre-Roman origins - who was born from a Cosmic egg) and the castration by a scorpion (Scorpio) in Roman mythology. This sacrificial tradition represents the domination of the 'elite' over the potentials of the 'common' people. See also: Bull (mythology).

• Televised sport events are one modern variant of this occult tradition. The 'elite' know many people want to align themselves with the dominators (winners), not the suppressed (losers). They hypnotize and pacify people with simple systems of glorified male competition and domination. A politically harmless, commercial venting system for the boredom and anger of many people - especially 'lower-class' young males.

Catholic occult Sun symbolism See also: Solar symbol, Sun cross, Solar deity, Heliopolis (Helio-Polis meaning "Sun city". Note also the various ancient obelisks relocated from this Egyptian city, as shown above.), Sol Invictus, Crepuscular rays, Luciferianism.

Eucharist wafer ritual based on the transubstantiation illusion - a symbolic form of cannibalism (bread -> flesh, wine -> blood).

(see previous)

Zi normala de lucru.Apare, impreuna cu alte 4 persoane, una bucata englez, spilcuit, frumusel, nici batran, dar nici virginel si deschide gura, cere, intreaba...logic, respectand topica regulamentara, i se raspunde cuviincios, zambind...blocaj..."Do you have any English staff in here?"Peste umar un coleg aude discutia si intervine, preia conversatia ignorand replica..."Are u English?",staruieste stapanul nostru-clientul... Omul spre norocul lui era.Si asistam uluiti la un asalt de reprosuri la adresa locului, care, din cauza ca angajeaza "Fucking emigrants", o sa se duca de rapa, caci au uitat ca "ENGLAND should be England"!!!

Avea sangele meu viteza de Formula 1,circula explodandu-mi creierii si nu am putut decat sa ii scuip veninos, tragand cu 10 mitraliere in privire "Then you should remember that England is a FREE country!" si am disparut. Unde sa dispar altundeva decat sa trag cu maaare sete dintr-o tigara.

Ma intorc...vad fetele incruntate a doi manageri care se reped la mine si ma intreaba ce s-a intamplat, dau explicatia, ei pleaca de langa mine, iar eu...nu mai aveam sange in vene, facuse combustie probabil de la atata viteza...din observatii personale pot spune ca in Anglia mai mult decat oriunde clentul chiar este stapanul si cu asta nu se glumeste...si ma intrebam daca nu cumva gafa mea este iremediabila...

Urmarea este ca domnului  clent i se explica respectuos ca daca are o problema cu staff-ul atunci  nu este binevenit si este poftit sa iasa afara.Am un an si jumatate de cand lucrez aici, stiu clar ca si unii din colegii mei au aceiasi atitudine fata de emigranti, am auzit si vorbele din dos...dar ma prefac mereu ca nu cunosc, n-am auzit...am apreciat mult insa ca nu mi-au lasat imaginea sa fie murdarita...or fi gandind unii ce or gandi, dar aparentele la ei intotdeauna trebuiesc aparate si pastrate.Lucru dovedit si in cazul meu...

FACEM LEGATURA CU...

Nu se intampla mereu..ai timp sa uiti sau poate inveti sa eviti astfel de reactii...dar totusi se intampla.Nu e usor sa traiesti ca strain, nu, nu...sa nu credeti ca afara te duci si ai prins borcanul cu miere si lingi la el pana dai in diabet...Strainatatea iti intinde de multe ori si borcanul cu cacat...(UPS, ma scuzati)...oamenii sunt buni si rai peste tot in lume...bineinteles cu nuante infinite de rautate sau bunatate...Problema nu ar fi doar ca esti strain...mai ramane de vazut si din ce taraaaaa.

Una alta bucata episod, ma inscriu la un club de gym...acolo atmosfera nice, oamenii se relaxeaza, mai spun o gluma, mai leaga o amicitie,mai un agatament...ca si la noi.Intru in vorba cu un cuplu, povestim, glumim, radem si ii vine ei sa ma intrebe de unde sunt...cu normalitate ii raspund.Nu dureaza 3 secunde si intorc amandoi capetele, el preocupat sa citeasca o revista, ea sa se uite la TV si se lasa o liniste brusca stanjenitoare, mai bine spus jignitoare...Nu are sens sa va spun cum mi-a fost ziua...

De unde esti e urmatoarea intrebare dupa salut...reactiile sunt diverse...nu vreau sa va spun cum erau in perioada cand italienii mediatizau toate acele incidente nefaste cu romani care numai romani nu i-as numi.O basina trasa de un cretin poate umili o intreaga diaspora care se lupta apoi sa reimprospateze aerul.

La inceput ii numeam ignoranti pe cei care nu auzisera vreodata de Romania, acum ma bucur sa ii intalnesc pentru ca am ocazia sa inoculez idei noi- o tara superba, inca nemediatizata, cu un relief virgin-oooo, daca ati avea ocazia sa vedeti muntii, n-ati vazut ca printul Charles a achizitionat niste proprietati in tara noastra mai ales pentru ca a gasit o agricultura ecologica ( a mancat si el o rosie cu gust de rosie la viata lui =))si acum vrea toata gradina), Sibiu a fost capitala europeana inaintea Liverpool-ului sic!,si sa vedeti Delta...Da, cum sa nu, suntem in UE...etc, depinde cat sunt ei de dispusi sa afle mai multe detalii.

E mult mai simplu decat sa auzi vesnicul aaaaa, Ceausesco, Capitala Budapesta, gipsy...poor country...sau ceea ce m-a socat si mai tare: niste prieteni din Scotia au gasit in librarie o istorie a Europei in care Romania nu era decat o parte a Rusiei, nicidecum o tara de sine statatoare-abia astept sa pot pune mana pe acea carte si cu dovada in brate sa pot spune Consulatului de la Londra si mijloacelor mass-media din tara cat de bine sunt informati strainii despre cine suntem.Ma intreb, oare nu circula pe undeva in lume si o alta carte in care sa se spuna ca Romania nu e decat o provincie a Ungariei?

Roman havası

cırr cıngırdak,çrr çınkırdak,roman havası

Tiret ist ein historischer Roman im besten Sinne – er spielt nicht einfach nur „damals“, sondern bringt uns Geschichte näher. Die Geschichte der französischen Revolution nämlich.

In diesem ersten Band lernen wir den polnischen Gelehrten Mickiewicz kennen, der in den Strudel der Ereignisse seiner Zeit gerät – ein mysteriöser Marquis nimmt sich seiner an, als der in Liebesdingen unerfahrene Gelehrte überstürzt seinen Wohnsitz verlassen muss. Mit Marquis d'Angélique reist er in Richtung Paris, trifft historische Personen wie Mirabeau oder Baron von Dietrich. So erfährt Mickiewicz (und wir mit ihm) viel über das Frankreich unmittelbar vor der Revolution.

Spannend ist das geschrieben, auch wenn Breuer ohne die üblichen Action-Einlagen auskommt. Die Spannung entsteht mehr aus dem Aufeinandertreffen unterschiedlicher Ideen und Vorstellungen. Manchem mag es zu dialoglastig sein – mir hat der ruhige, nachdenkliche Stil gut gefallen. Ich hatte das Gefühl, etwas authentisches zu lesen, ein Zeitdokument. Gewürzt ab und an mit ein wenig feiner Ironie, garniert mit einem Hauch Liebe, gar Erotik, und einer Prise Intrige.

...Mickiewicz erstarrt. Während er mit hundert und einer Frage ringt, entsteigt der Marquis dem Kasten, stellt sich vor Mickiewicz und beginnt sich abzuputzen.
„Ich möchte euch nicht unnötig erschrecken, aber in diesem Möbel dürften wohl die Motten das Licht anziehen. Es wär ein Wunder, wenn ich diese Biester alle losgeworden bin. Hier fehlt es an Lavendel. Die Dienerschaft ist nachlässig. Nicht auszudenken, wenn der hohe Gast mit einem löchrigen Gilet zur Tafel käme. Herr Mickiewicz? Ihr stellt euch vermutlich gerade hundert und eine Frage, aber, wenn Ihr meinen Rat hören wollt, nun, dann ist es jener, dass es dem Mann nun einmal nicht bestimmt ist, ein Frauenzimmer zu verstehen...

Ein wirklich grossartiges Buch, intelligent, unterhaltsam und auch noch schön! Auch typographisch hat sich Herr Breuer Mühe gegeben. (Man sehe sich nur mal das Inhaltsverzeichnis in der Leseprobe an.)

Ich freue mich schon auf Teil II: „Das Erwachen des Bürgers Brouillé”. Erscheint hoffentlich bald!

Nachtrag (11.10.08): Dazu schreibt Breuer aktuell folgendes:

Vor mir liegen etwa hundertzehn ausgedruckte A4 Seiten. Was in etwa 220 Taschenbuchseiten  ausmachen würde (ohne Anhang und sonstigen Firlefanz). Der zweite Band ist demnach ein bisschen umfangreicher  als der erste und kann mit einer Überraschung aufwarten: Vom guten Mickiewicz und dem Marquis fehlt nämlich jede Spur. Die tauchen erst wieder in Tiret³ aus der Versenkung auf - dafür gehen sie ab, wie eine Rakete (und das wohl im wahrsten Sinne des Wortes). Der dritte Band bringt es in der Version 0.30 auf  beinah 170 Seiten. Es können also gut und gerne 200 werden. Was wiederum die Frage aufwirft, ob man nicht auch diesen teilt. Aber kommt Zeit, kommt Rat.

Der anfänglich gedachte Titel Das Erwachen des Bürgers Brouillé passt zwar für Tiret³, aber nicht für Tiret², will heißen, es gibt einen neuen Arbeitstitel, der da lautet: Die Entführung des Fräulein Madeleine. Ja, ja.

First, if 90-odd percent of Americans say they believe in God, it's unhelpful to dismiss them as silly. Second, when they check that "believe in God" box, a great many people are not talking about the God the atheists rail against—a supernatural being who intervenes in human affairs, who lays down inexplicable laws about sex and diet, punishes violators with the stinking fires of hell and raises the fleshly bodies of the dead.

When over fifty percent of Americans believe in a literal interpretation of Genesis, what are we atheists supposed to think? If we include all Christians worldwide, particularly the ones in poorer Catholic and Eastern Orthodox nations, the percentage is probably much higher. This doesn't take into account the non-democratic Islamic nations, where Western ideas are spat upon, and where basic education is limited to males, and where people are threatened into believing in the all-powerful Allah. So, the actual number of believers in an angry, vengeful, and intervening god is probably much much higher than even Lisa Miller cares to imagine.

Apologetics is a form of faith; it's faith in faith. Miller finishes her paper-thin argument by hauling in the invisible sacred cow.

Submitting faith to proof is absurd. Reason defines one kind of reality (what we know); faith defines another (what we don't know). Reasonable believers can live with both at once.

Reasonable believers? Can reason and faith coexist? And how can faith define the unknown? Isn't the unknown, by its very definition, indefinable? Here, Miller's mental gymnastics are Olympic quality. And most believers would likely take great offense to her reducing their unshakable faith to an algebraic X. Personally, I prefer to think of all faith simply as a Y.

Folge 529: In seiner Enttäuschung wird Roman ungerecht und stößt alle vor den Kopf[wpvideo QsLDj8JV] - auch Deniz; so schnell wird sich das wohl nicht reparieren lassen. Roman gerät immer mehr ins Abseits ...

He is currently the national security advisor for Barack Obama's presidential campaign, professor of American foreign policy at Johns Hopkins University's School of Advanced International Studies, a scholar at the Center for Strategic and International Studies, and a member of various boards and councils. He appears frequently as an expert on the PBS program The NewsHour with Jim Lehrer."
 
Sounds innocent enough right?
 
Read the ENTIRE wikipedia article about Zbigniew Kazimierz Brzezinski. If that's not interesting enough - - google this:  "The Club of Rome" and "The Technetronic Era" (the quotes just help focus in on the exact subject).  You can even take it one step better and google those items with "Zbigniew Kazimierz Brzezinski". Scary, scary, scary.
 
Just some teasers from a VERY basic search on the www 

"The Club of Rome had its beginnings in April of 1968, when leaders from ten different countries gathered in Rome...The organization claims to have the solutions for world peace and prosperity...The Club of Rome has been charged with the task of overseeing the regionalizaton and unification of the entire world..."The Club's findings and recommendations are published from time to time in special, highly confidential reports, which are sent to the power-elite to be implemented. On 17 September 1973 the Club released one such report, entitled Regionalized and Adaptive Model of the Global World System... The document reveals that the Club has divided the world into ten political/ economic regions, which it refers to as 'kingdoms.'"
 
The Club of Rome commissioned Zbigniew Brzezinski, Carters National Security Advisor, (who also with David Rockefeller formed The Trilateral Commission in 1973), to write The Technetronic Era.  This is a post-industrial zero growth plan designed in part to cripple U.S. industry in order to prepare us for the New World Order.
 
Club of Rome and its financiers under the title of the German Marshall Fund were two highly-organized conspiratorial bodies operating under cover of the North Atlantic Treaty Organization (NATO) and that the majority of Club of Rome executives were drawn from NATO. The Club of Rome formulated all of what NATO claimed as its policies and, through the activities of Committee of 300 member Lord Carrington, was able to split NATO into two factions, a political (left wing) power group and its former military alliance. The Club of Rome is still one of the most important foreign policy arms of the Committee of 300, and the other being the Bilderbergers. It was put together in 1968 from hard-core members of the original Morgenthau group on the basis of a telephone call made by the late Aurellio Peccei for a new and urgent drive to speed up the plans of the One World Government now called the New World Order. Peccei's call was answered by the most subversive "future planners" drawn from the United States, France, Sweden, Britain, Switzerland and Japan that could be mustered.

During the period 1968-1972, The Club of Rome became a cohesive entity of new-science scientists, Globalist, future planners and internationalists of every stripe. As one delegate put it, "We became Joseph's Coat of Many Colors." Peccei's book "Human Quality" formed the basis of the doctrine adopted by NATO's political wing. Peccei headed the Atlantic Institute's Economic Council for three decades while he was the Chief Executive Officer for Giovanni Agnelli's Fiat Motor Company. Agnelli, a member of an ancient Italian Black Nobility family of the same name, is one of the most important members of the Committee of 300. He played a leading role in development projects in the Soviet Union.

The Club of Rome is a conspiratorial umbrella organization, a marriage between Anglo-American financiers and the old Black Nobility families of Europe, particularly the so-called "nobility" of London, Venice and Genoa.

THE INFORMATION BELOW IS VERY IMPORTANT! 
Remember these ideals were developed in the 1970's! 
That was like.... nearly 40 years ago! 
(Yeah yeah yeah - I may be young - but I ain't that dumb!)

The key to the successful control of the world is their ability to create and manage savage economic recessions and eventual depressions. The Committee of 300 looks to social convulsions on a global scale, followed by depressions, as a softening-up technique for bigger things to come, as its principal method of creating masses of people all over the world who will become its "welfare" recipients of the future.

The committee appears to base much of its important decisions affecting mankind on the philosophy of Polish aristocrat, Felix Dzerzinski, who regarded mankind as being slightly above the level of cattle. As a close friend of British intelligence agent Sydney Reilly (Reilly was actually Dzerzinski's controller during the Bolshevik Revolution's formative years), he often confided in Reilly during his drinking bouts. Dzerzinski was, of course, the beast who ran the Red Terror apparatus. He once told Reilly, while the two were on a drinking binge, that,  "Man is of no importance. Look at what happens when you starve him. He begins to eat his dead companions to stay alive. Man is only interested in his own survival. That is all that counts. All the Spinoza stuff is a lot of rubbish."

With regard to the Third World, the Club of Rome's Harland Cleveland prepared a report which was the height of cynicism. At the time, Cleveland was United States Ambassador to NATO. Essentially, the paper said it would be up to Third World nations to decide among themselves which populations should be eliminated.
 
As Peccei later wrote (based on the Cleveland Report):

"Damaged by conflicting policies of three major countries and blocs, roughly patched up here and there, the existing international economic order is visibly coming apart at the seams.... The prospect of the necessity of the recourse to triage deciding who must be saved is a very grim one indeed. But, if lamentably, events should come to such a pass, the right to make such decisions cannot be left to just a few nations because it would lend themselves to ominous power over life of the world's hungry."
 
Link to biblio of "Limits of Growth"  all I have to say is how many ways can you spell Hitler?

http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/esp_sociopol_clubrome.htm

the name ZBIGNIEW means "to dispel anger"
the name KAZIMIERZ means "declares peace"
the name BRZEZINSKI means "forest of birch"

http://www.bibliotecapleyades.net/esp_sociopol_clubrome.htm
 
My last word.... don't believe me, do your own research!  But by glory - don't you believe the media's lie's either!  The bible says to TEST ALL SPIRITS  and when it comes to who runs this country - you bet your bottom dollar (wherever that bottom may be) I will research and think for myself BEFORE I vote!
 

..another teaser from wikipedia: 

Auschwitz-Birkenau (Konzentrationslager Auschwitz (help·info)) was the largest of Nazi Germany's concentration camps. Its remains are located in Poland approximately 50 kilometers west of Kraków and 286 kilometers south from Warsaw. The camp took its name from the nearby town of Oświęcim (Auschwitz in German). Birkenau, the German translation of Brzezinka, refers to the many birch trees surrounding the complex.

Es gibt eine Stelle die mir sehr gut gefällt.

Heut muss ich abstrakte Ausdrücke suchen, um zu beschreiben, was ich auf der Welt liebe, was ich auf der Welt um jeden Preis bewahrt sehen will, und was man nicht verraten darf, man sterbe denn des ewigen Feuers: Freiheit und menschliche Klugheit, Mut, Grazie, Witz und Musik - und ich weiss nicht einmal, ob man mich versteht. Damals brauchte ich nur einen Namen für dasselbe auszusprechen, einen Kosenamen sogar: Teddy, und ich konnte sicher sein, dass wenigstens in unserem Kreise jeder mich verstehen würde. Wir liebten sie alle, die Trägerin dieses Namens, eine kleine Österreicherin, honigblond, beweglich wie eine Flamme, und wir lernten und verlernten um ihretwillen die Eifersucht, wir erlebten Komödien und kleine Tragödien und wir empfanden HYmnen und Dithyramben ihretwegen, und wir erfuhren, dass das Leben schön wird, wenn man es mit Mut und Klugheit führt, mit Grazie und Freiheit, wenn man auf seinen Witz zu lauschen versteht und auf seine Musik. Wir hatten in unserem Kreis eine Goettin. Die Frau die damals Teddy hiess, mag inzwischen aelter und menschlicher geworden sein, und keiner von und mag auf der Hoehe seines damaligen Gefuehls geblieben sein: dass es sie einmal gab und dies Gefuehl einmal gab, ist nicht auszuloeschen. Es formnte uns maechtiger und nachhaltiger als irgendein "historisches Ereigniss".
Teddy schwand frueh aus unserem Kreis, wie Goettinnen pflegen.

Folge 528: Alle machen sich (zu Recht) Sorgen um Diana. Romans Kür wird dabei zur Nebensache. Nur Deniz fiebert mit...

Die Chain-Gang traf sich bei XING-Pinky&Brain. Worker hatte dort intensive Spuren hinterlassen. Es wird immer deutlicher, er war anders.

Mir stellen sich mehrere Fragen:

1. Kann man Literatur so weit atomisieren, dass sie in 140 Zeichen passt? Irgendwie fände ich das cool.
2. Ganz banal: Wenn ich den Anfang verpasse, wie komfortabel kann ich nachblättern?
3. Passen Literatur und Twitter überhaupt zusammen? Es gibt ja auch keine SMS-Romane.
4. Ist Twitter vielleicht sogar ein Vorteil für einen Roman, weil man ja mit Locations und Bildern arbeiten kann?

Also auf jeden Fall: Weiter so, Herr Kollege!

By 311, the Roman Empire was divided into east and west with a struggle by rival would-be emperors to gain control.  One of these rivals was Constantine who, as he became increasingly hungry for power lost faith in the traditional Roman gods.  They weren’t delivering as promised.

Finally, at Milvian Bridge near Rome, Constantine won a vital battle and became the new Emperor.  The important thing for us to note is that shortly before the battle Constantine is said to have seen a vision. In this so-called vision a flaming cross appeared in the sky with the words inscribed on it “By this conquer”.

Constantine promptly ordered crosses to be painted on to all his soldiers’ shields and went to war fancying he had the approval of the Christian God.  It was an important victory for him. Assessing the nature of Constantine’s ‘conversion’ is obviously difficult. His story and some of his later conduct (he is also said to have built temples to Roman deities in Constantinople some years later) make us tend to think his was a religious, outward ‘conversion’ rather than regeneration by the Spirit, producing repentance from sin and faith in Jesus Christ.

Nevertheless, there were clearly many great benefits of Constantine’s gratitude to the Christian’s God.  Persecution, which had raged for so long practically ceased.  The churches enjoyed peace and even a new found admiration from society.  But the terrible dangers of nominalism soon flooded in upon the community of faith.

One historian writes:
‘The vibrant evangelism that was conducted during the first two centuries of the church began to wane in the early fourth century during the reign of Emperor Constantine.  Christianity became a state religion, and as a result the churches were flooded with nominal Christians who had less concern for spiritual matters than for political and social prestige.

Christianity became the fashion.  Elaborate structures replaced the simple house-churches, and creeds replaced the spontaneous testimonies and prayers.  The need for aggressive evangelism seemed superfluous - at least within the civilised Roman world.’  (Tucker ‘From Jerusalem to Irian Jaya’, Zondervan p.28)

As the Roman church began to form itself, often yielding to the temptation to align its authority with the Roman state, (with eager help from Constantine, who presumed himself to be a kind of spiritual overseer to the church) so the spread of the church tended to parallel Rome’s political advances.

Although many believers and self-sacrificing leaders continued in communion with the Roman church, and even though the Greek churches and other church movements eventually excommunicated the church of Rome, the spread of the Christian message across the world was often less than spiritual in its progress and nature.

Tucker continues:
‘From the beginning, Roman Catholic missions were closely tied to political and military exploits, and mass conversions were the major factor in church growth.  Political leaders were sought out and through promises of military aid became nominal Christians, their subjects generally following suit.  In some instances the need for military aid was mixed with a superstitious belief that the Christian God was a better ally in battle than a pagan god or gods.’ (ibid p.43)

It is critical for us to remember where the source of the church’s spiritual influence lies. Although it is important to see Christians active in every sphere of life, including the political sphere, we must never forget that the influence and spread of authentic Christianity is essentially, ‘Not by might, nor by power, but by My Spirit’ says the Lord.’ (Zech 4:6)

That means we continue to look to God to raise up gifted leaders: Apostles, Prophets, Evangelists, Pastors and Teachers (see Ephesians 4), to preach His word in the power of the Spirit, make disciples, plant churches, train leaders and go on until the knowledge of the glory of God covers the earth like the waters cover the sea.

© 2008 Lex Loizides

Entrez, entrez dans le disque-monde, venez voir le plus grand des anti-héros sauver à nouveau le monde, rencontrez les mages de l’Université de l’Invisible en villégiature, pardon en travail de recherches, sur une plage tropicale, découvrez le « dernier continent », le mythique Iksiksiksiks en pleine création et déjà à l’agonie, même la Mort ne peut s’empêcher de venir jeter un œil dans cette histoire, il est vrai qu’il surveille avec beaucoup d’intérêt le maje Rincevent (non, non, ni faute de genre, ni faute de frappe) qui est au Héros ce qu’un trou noir est à une super nova…

Le rideau est tiré, regardons la scène, (si vous avez un esprit plutôt cartésien, j’ai peur que vous n’aimiez pas beaucoup Pratchett…) Donc d’une part un mage largué, nul ne sait pourquoi, surtout pas lui, sur le continent Iksiksiksiks, pays rouge de chaleur, débarrassé de tout serpent par l’animosité d’araignées psychopathes, où la pluie est une élucubration de cerveau dérangé (l’eau c’est lourd et donc ça ne peut pas tenir en l’air). Pendant qu’il essayera de fuir ses responsabilités (un kangourou l’a en effet chargé de faire revenir la Mouille et donc de sauver le monde) il rencontrera quelques personnages intéressants. Si le continent quatreiks présente quelques similitudes avec l’Australie, les rencontres de Rincevent pourraient évoquer quelques célébrités de ce continent comme Mad Max, Priscilla, folle du désert, j’ai même cru reconnaître un bâtiment qui ressemble à une (très grande) boîte de mouchoirs ouverte dans laquelle on chante des airs d’opéra. (Voilà d’ailleurs un excellent prétexte pour vous prouver que Monsieur Pratchett n’est pas du tout aussi loufoque que vous pourriez l’imaginer : quand vous aurez compati aux malheurs du chef-cuisinier de l’Opéra, allez donc vous renseigner sur Helen Porter Mitchell, une soprano australienne ; en fait il est encore plus loufoque que tout ce que vous avez pu imaginer, mais il est probablement cultivé et très bien documenté…) Vous apprendrez également à parler « iksiksien », ou tout au moins à faire semblant de le comprendre, chantonnerez les merveilleuses ballades du pays et bien sûr vous baignerez dans le temps du rêve et l’art aborigène.
D’autre part les mages de l’Université de l’Invisible qui recherchent Rincevent qui non seulement doit sauver le monde mais est aussi le seul à pouvoir guérir le Bibliothécaire transformé il y a bien longtemps en orang-outan (et fort heureux sous cette forme, imaginez : quatre mains pour classer et tamponner ses livres…) et souffrant actuellement d’un désordre morphique très gênant. Au cours de leurs recherches ils passent dans un espace spatio-temporel très différent de leur glaciale université dans lequel ils vont bien entendu se retrouver coincés (Pratchett ne crache pas sur certaines techniques narratives classiques de la littérature fantasy). D’un autre côté ils se retrouvent quand même sur une île aussi paradisiaque que tropicale et ils disposent d’un ego et d’une auto-suffisance qui les empêchent de se soucier d’être à des milliers d’années de chez eux. Après de nombreuses aventures (c’est de la fantasy après tout) tout ce beau monde va bien entendu se retrouver en même temps au même endroit, Rincevent va une fois de plus sauver le monde, mais restera quand même le mage le plus nul du multivers et le Bibliothécaire sera guéri.

Mais avant cela, vous aurez pu profondément méditer sur la création du monde puisque vous rencontrerez un dieu à tendance « créationniste mécanique » et un de ses collègues plutôt rêveur et vous saurez enfin pourquoi l’ornithorynque…

Enfin voilà, c’est ce que moi j’ai lu dans Le dernier continent et je me réjouis de savoir ce que vous, vous y avez lu ou y lirez.

Quelques, maigres j’en suis sûre, références que je n’ai pas loupées :

Helen Porter Mitchell

Priscilla, folle du désert de Stephan Elliott

Mad Max de George Miller

Le temps du rêve

Le créationnisme

L’art aborigène

L’Opéra de Sydney

La langue

Banjo Paterson pour la ballade du voleur de bush

et si vous voulez l’entendre : Waltzing Matilda

... En fait même les chameaux, c’est vrai, enfin presque, casse pas la tête...

PRATCHETT, Terry. Le dernier continent. Nantes, Atalante 2003 (Les annales du disque-monde ; 22)
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Men det är en del av min dröm av att göra någonting annat av mitt liv. Det känns som jag har så mycket mer att ge, som aldrig får komma ut utan som stängs in i de gömda delarna av ens hjärta som man inte tillåter sig att släppa fram förutom när de tvingar sig fram till ytan. När jag gick i skolan fick jag höra att jag hade talang för att skriva, vad har jag gjort av det? Absolut ingenting.

Ibland inser man hur tragisk man är och jämför síg med alla "lyckade" människor runt omkring sig, trots att man vet att de säkerligen tampas med sina egna problem.