The luck of the lack of freedom
on 150 years ago, 19 February 1861, was abolished in Russia serfdom. A memorable date in many respects - but above all, because too many Russians and Russians are still of that time - consciously or unconsciously - to regret.
And not just (or not only) because it is still quite like to have a few or a few hundred slaves would (be honest: Who dreams of us do not like this, especially when the alarm clock shrieks at seven), but - the paradox - because they themselves want to be serfs.
by Anton Chekhov, whose father was not born a slave, is the famous quote that he had "the slave dripping" squeezed off. A tedious, painful work ...
the liberal Tsar Alexander II, who has 1861, the abolition of slavery and vile ventured several other reforms blew up, the grateful countrymen 20 years later, in the air. Children of the terrorists crashed 1917 Tsarism - a modern, "socialist" slavery in the Russian Empire produce. People could not be bought and sold, they were still without rights:
In the famous Soviet kolkhoz farmers, domestic passports taken away, lest they flee to the cities. Similarly, the enslaved were military personnel, enslaved in their own way, had the workers and engineers of the many arms factories feel ... All together they made a lot more than half the national population. A specific population group formed - especially in the several decades of Stalin's era - the prisoners and the prison guards. Could be because of the feel in this list missing the rest of the population is free?
therefore not surprising that so many citizens of the "post-Soviet" Russia have significant symptoms of the phenomenon that Erich Fromm called "Escape from Freedom" - and that in the most vulgar and most desolate form? Before the open society, which is another European thinker, Karl Popper, designed to be a desirable model for the future, terrified the Russians back almost to the opening under Gorby has shown - in the stifling stagnation cell in which you need to risk anything.
So many theorists describe such societies does nice "children" societies in which the "children" merely good, and should listen to Dad, who will care even for the well being of the "children". The well-known Russian film director Nikita Mikhalkov (Academy Award for "The sun, which deceived us"), Urururenkel wealthy aristocrats, which once had thousands of slaves, can be happy today about the "harmony" of the prevailing conditions in which the peasants perceived their landlords with gratitude and awe as quasi-parents. The paradox: in today's Russian society, he need have no fear, as a reactionary or simply occur as a fool. Almost all polls show
in Russia today, that most citizens of the giant empire today, on the 2nd Decade of the 21st Century, the Soviet Union's Brezhnev times - rated as the golden era of their own story - this easy and relatively bloodless flegmatische era of Soviet servitude. Stalin and now a majority is a thousand times rather than Gorby and Yeltsin. Are these people just "children" - or simply slaves in their heads?
is real impressive, and surprisingly the huge interest the story in today's Russia. The talk shows always turn to Lenin, Stalin, Brezhnev, Gorbachev and Yeltsin, now and then to Khrushchev and Andropov. No, a "past" in the German sense of the word is not. The whole country just seems to move forward with the view to the rear. Or is it progressing forward in reality not at all? Correct: It is more likely on the spot, turning in circles and longs for being old Day. Since no help mantras and modernization, etc., which are now heard from the Kremlin ...
Today, Russia has no convincing future project - hence the interest is for the past. Who will have the Kremlin's tear solution from the stool, Russia's GDP "should be doubled by 2020"?
No, it's true but not entirely. Some possible objectives are to Russia see the horizon already: the 2014 Winter Olympics and the football World Cup 2018th
However, this reminds of the old Soviet joke. The early 60's Khrushchev had known, announced in 1980 the Soviet Union will live under communism. 1964 Khrushchev became the Rose Breeding sent to his dacha. Brezhnev came to power. And in 1980 it was said: Communism is indeed 1980 but do not worry - we have but the Olympics in Moscow!
As the attentive reader has probably noticed de.rian.ru long ago if it is under the comments in the "Opinions" section on this website: "The opinion of the author does not have to agree with those of RIA Novosti." I do not know what is "the opinion of RIA Novosti" on the subject. And I confirm: with my opinion, it must not match.
you soon.
Monday, February 21, 2011
Sunday, February 20, 2011
Why Does My Pinky Toe Hurt
they say if i keep on watching those violent movies, a might turn out to be a criminal one day
A few hours ago I came back from his grandmother. We played cards for three, went on trips and talk about politics. The grandfather is a heap of misery, has the last two weeks, the pain refused to leave the house. We took him between us and dragged him for coffee. A piece of strawberry cake, he has got, but now the taste yet, he says, strawberries can be eaten only if it is precisely the time for it. When the others are away, he shows me where it is bleeding, his skin is constantly sore that it hurts to breathe still. The grandmother is more relaxed than they were a couple of weeks around him and takes care of his every move. Some Days, she says, is he not, in others it has already attracted the pants alone when I come.
the day before I drove off, I met C of Greifswald, which I had for five / six years (yes, I believe, something like that) not seen. She fell immediately out of the myth of Greifswald, which had hardened with me over the years of absence and has become a geographical embodiment of a standstill. Of course, to move the things we do not monitor, never. At least not in our head. It was always
ambbivalente memories of this city. On the one hand, it was a formative time of music, in the many good things happened, on the other hand, I am with the feeling the run away and then looked back with a hard gaze, which should kill the ghosts.
We were with a boy of that time at an art opening and met by chance another Greifswald Erin. She worked there came up to us, did advertising and we were talking at breakneck speed put us finally on the move between the images through and gasping for champagne glasses in passing. Every two, for the others who had already some, but does not matter. The program was constantly interrupted by friends of hers, whom she kissed the cheeks, walked away and waved, holding her fingers to his ear to say: we call! She talked with the typical Livened nature, bring with them such jobs. Her gaze sweeps the room, the back there is an actor? I think so, not have to watch, I know the face, one day there was my intern, now he has his own gallery next door. The student comes to us, one of those very large, always smiling, handsome men, whose remarks are too smooth, as if that will take them seriously. When asked about his success, he says: It has character and therefore it is still employed. I however have none. This is the reason. I am a boot-licker.
When they sheer excited feelings or the champagne poured into the cut, I went back to the other two and we were sitting on stairs and turned cold cigarettes as before. I remembered the nights in front of Pari with all the wine bottles, the dark-red mouths and rushing faces. Always has been hoped to anyone in particular, only in the evenings quite desperate, because you have been happy about anyone who could sit next to you. I liked those lost in my youth always very happy that you did not know exactly where to sleep, in this city, to the full with the first train back, that was allowed to take driving and always the bottle in his hand and a few Insults on the tongue.
Now suddenly everything is very orderly. Before a trip, a hotel room is booked, the drinks are purchased locally and anyway everything is in perfect safety. In the taxi I think: The life of a cowboy looks different.
A few hours ago I came back from his grandmother. We played cards for three, went on trips and talk about politics. The grandfather is a heap of misery, has the last two weeks, the pain refused to leave the house. We took him between us and dragged him for coffee. A piece of strawberry cake, he has got, but now the taste yet, he says, strawberries can be eaten only if it is precisely the time for it. When the others are away, he shows me where it is bleeding, his skin is constantly sore that it hurts to breathe still. The grandmother is more relaxed than they were a couple of weeks around him and takes care of his every move. Some Days, she says, is he not, in others it has already attracted the pants alone when I come.
the day before I drove off, I met C of Greifswald, which I had for five / six years (yes, I believe, something like that) not seen. She fell immediately out of the myth of Greifswald, which had hardened with me over the years of absence and has become a geographical embodiment of a standstill. Of course, to move the things we do not monitor, never. At least not in our head. It was always
ambbivalente memories of this city. On the one hand, it was a formative time of music, in the many good things happened, on the other hand, I am with the feeling the run away and then looked back with a hard gaze, which should kill the ghosts.
We were with a boy of that time at an art opening and met by chance another Greifswald Erin. She worked there came up to us, did advertising and we were talking at breakneck speed put us finally on the move between the images through and gasping for champagne glasses in passing. Every two, for the others who had already some, but does not matter. The program was constantly interrupted by friends of hers, whom she kissed the cheeks, walked away and waved, holding her fingers to his ear to say: we call! She talked with the typical Livened nature, bring with them such jobs. Her gaze sweeps the room, the back there is an actor? I think so, not have to watch, I know the face, one day there was my intern, now he has his own gallery next door. The student comes to us, one of those very large, always smiling, handsome men, whose remarks are too smooth, as if that will take them seriously. When asked about his success, he says: It has character and therefore it is still employed. I however have none. This is the reason. I am a boot-licker.
When they sheer excited feelings or the champagne poured into the cut, I went back to the other two and we were sitting on stairs and turned cold cigarettes as before. I remembered the nights in front of Pari with all the wine bottles, the dark-red mouths and rushing faces. Always has been hoped to anyone in particular, only in the evenings quite desperate, because you have been happy about anyone who could sit next to you. I liked those lost in my youth always very happy that you did not know exactly where to sleep, in this city, to the full with the first train back, that was allowed to take driving and always the bottle in his hand and a few Insults on the tongue.
Now suddenly everything is very orderly. Before a trip, a hotel room is booked, the drinks are purchased locally and anyway everything is in perfect safety. In the taxi I think: The life of a cowboy looks different.
Monday, February 14, 2011
Yamaha Powered Mixer To Crossover
The myth adulthood
Again and again I meet women (for it occurs to me, especially for women, although it is safe in men as well, only perhaps less surprisingly) not at my age, but some are over it and then totally surprising to me behave like school girls. It was years ago with a previous instructor of mine. How we met at a lecture, or better, we were both too early, I stood and smoked and because I attended a seminar with her, she was a little unsure as to whether this is ok, just help me. I asked in my embarrassment at what she works for and she just said something like causality and responsibility (which I suppose in hindsight, because they then used published a book). At that time it was a subject such as flu shots for me, not even what occurred to me one more question. So I nodded and realized that she is as helpless before me as I do. She looked like twelve, so clumsy, and bit her lower lip. It was not as if we were we were unsympathetic and when it would be an annoyance to meet one another, quite the contrary, we were (so at least my perception) is very interested in each other, just as we do not know how the cat is best at tail grab. In order not muted to stand together, they asked me who I will write my final paper and when I tell her that, she said, good man, as they have made a good choice, and disappeared because of a passing of their colleagues and took her in the entrance .
did today then I have a short e-mail chat with a friend, normally, just as the lecturer, one of the very sovereign women, is facing one tends to be a bit too much respect was and is startled when she sometimes what wrong. She wrote to me, even though we are legally be otherwise with one another, as sick in bed and sent me links to any things which she has in her delirium just reinzog. My God! I thought that is exactly such a child as we all know what is obviously not a very spectacular insight.
But the amazing thing is however, as the myths reason overgrow. Suddenly you're surprised by something you know very well in theory and eternally so. Just a few days before
(or was it yesterday? I can not remember for the life), I listened to a lecture enlightenment. It was the description of someone who is just amazed by a metropolitan center of self-knowledge and so I thought: How many layers and types of knowledge but it is. Typically you would go so out of two: this is the theoretical knowledge and on the other hand, the experience of knowing. But during those two Offenbahrungsstunden did us before so, as though there is a lot more shading and I remembered my Grübel years in which my mind does not get bored, thousands of times to revolve around the same opportunity (you guessed it, it had dealing with an unhappy love affair, but nothing like this). This was possible because I am very old and rancid knowledge always fresh as a daisy and somehow different to the brain fluttered. I'm always thinking: What were you then stupid that you have not understood everything, and when I fetched the books look took out and wanted to see how stupid I was, I found that I was not even an idiot such as thought, some even earlier had recognized a similar way.
You could of course think that this is a memory problem and the novelty of the idea due to forgetting. But I do not think so. Rather, I believe that there are between theory and practice far more complex ramifications, as a suspect, the distinction between knowledge and understanding can be. Shortly after Christmas I was
Again and again I meet women (for it occurs to me, especially for women, although it is safe in men as well, only perhaps less surprisingly) not at my age, but some are over it and then totally surprising to me behave like school girls. It was years ago with a previous instructor of mine. How we met at a lecture, or better, we were both too early, I stood and smoked and because I attended a seminar with her, she was a little unsure as to whether this is ok, just help me. I asked in my embarrassment at what she works for and she just said something like causality and responsibility (which I suppose in hindsight, because they then used published a book). At that time it was a subject such as flu shots for me, not even what occurred to me one more question. So I nodded and realized that she is as helpless before me as I do. She looked like twelve, so clumsy, and bit her lower lip. It was not as if we were we were unsympathetic and when it would be an annoyance to meet one another, quite the contrary, we were (so at least my perception) is very interested in each other, just as we do not know how the cat is best at tail grab. In order not muted to stand together, they asked me who I will write my final paper and when I tell her that, she said, good man, as they have made a good choice, and disappeared because of a passing of their colleagues and took her in the entrance .
did today then I have a short e-mail chat with a friend, normally, just as the lecturer, one of the very sovereign women, is facing one tends to be a bit too much respect was and is startled when she sometimes what wrong. She wrote to me, even though we are legally be otherwise with one another, as sick in bed and sent me links to any things which she has in her delirium just reinzog. My God! I thought that is exactly such a child as we all know what is obviously not a very spectacular insight.
But the amazing thing is however, as the myths reason overgrow. Suddenly you're surprised by something you know very well in theory and eternally so. Just a few days before
(or was it yesterday? I can not remember for the life), I listened to a lecture enlightenment. It was the description of someone who is just amazed by a metropolitan center of self-knowledge and so I thought: How many layers and types of knowledge but it is. Typically you would go so out of two: this is the theoretical knowledge and on the other hand, the experience of knowing. But during those two Offenbahrungsstunden did us before so, as though there is a lot more shading and I remembered my Grübel years in which my mind does not get bored, thousands of times to revolve around the same opportunity (you guessed it, it had dealing with an unhappy love affair, but nothing like this). This was possible because I am very old and rancid knowledge always fresh as a daisy and somehow different to the brain fluttered. I'm always thinking: What were you then stupid that you have not understood everything, and when I fetched the books look took out and wanted to see how stupid I was, I found that I was not even an idiot such as thought, some even earlier had recognized a similar way.
You could of course think that this is a memory problem and the novelty of the idea due to forgetting. But I do not think so. Rather, I believe that there are between theory and practice far more complex ramifications, as a suspect, the distinction between knowledge and understanding can be. Shortly after Christmas I was
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Business Name Ideas For Interior Design
The word for Sunday
for the purpose of exchanging gifts at our man for the film. He was working at the intersection for a friend, a thesis of a nascent cameraman. He played me this thing and I had to guess the object of what is at stake. After just a minute I said, confident of victory, I know it's about nothing. Wrong. The theme was lust. Ah, so the pomegranate, I said. If it fails to tell a story that takes you stop a symbol to argue that it's about what it means. It grew entwined Gespächspfade that led to identity problems and wanted to go as I am, he said, "I wanted to ask you something: How do you tell a story? I sit on a script level, so.
I was standing in his small, musty little room, cap in hand and said that we discuss the perhaps better by email. But he went on, he would have many scenes in my head and write them down, but he felt it increased. He always comes back to a point where it goes no further. I remembered the film project, work on which he and some friends for years. You want to apply to what they already have for funding. There are snippets. When I asked what they say and do because what the world looks like, comes to it, he starts to stutter. All this is still unclear, but of course, blame the other, because that is their role. He would not again, and so on (neuroses). This thing in mind, I told him that it needs a carrier, a superstructure, an idea that holds together the pieces and gives them a direction. Otherwise, the scenes hover in space like a notzlose collage of forms. Ah, yes, he says, he thought, that would by itself. Deduction.
I had to think of his artistic Schülerhaftigkeit because I have just a short film about a supposed film student, stumbled to go in there to be large and essential things that you want to show finally that you are not a flat head. What do you do? What religious, which is always, as the elevation is equal to at and you just have to tinker not only laborious itself. It is about the deadly sins, this time equal to everyone, not just lust. A student subject, I think, such as loneliness, sadness and anger. Something very basal, as we all know and that each is equal to heart. Let's call these students keyword artist. The (momentous) Keywords are placeholders for content or story. Because you do not think what you want to tell her, they build forms around a tag and produce a poster at a time. It is probably what you should expect from such film and art schools: they teach the craft with which one could implement ideas, if you know what would. The ideas, it is hoped, by itself, like love itself gradually into an arranged marriage ceases.
My suggestion to the dilemma between Abi and Art School Three years of compulsory military or related to (for the pacifists) in the soap factory.
for the purpose of exchanging gifts at our man for the film. He was working at the intersection for a friend, a thesis of a nascent cameraman. He played me this thing and I had to guess the object of what is at stake. After just a minute I said, confident of victory, I know it's about nothing. Wrong. The theme was lust. Ah, so the pomegranate, I said. If it fails to tell a story that takes you stop a symbol to argue that it's about what it means. It grew entwined Gespächspfade that led to identity problems and wanted to go as I am, he said, "I wanted to ask you something: How do you tell a story? I sit on a script level, so.
I was standing in his small, musty little room, cap in hand and said that we discuss the perhaps better by email. But he went on, he would have many scenes in my head and write them down, but he felt it increased. He always comes back to a point where it goes no further. I remembered the film project, work on which he and some friends for years. You want to apply to what they already have for funding. There are snippets. When I asked what they say and do because what the world looks like, comes to it, he starts to stutter. All this is still unclear, but of course, blame the other, because that is their role. He would not again, and so on (neuroses). This thing in mind, I told him that it needs a carrier, a superstructure, an idea that holds together the pieces and gives them a direction. Otherwise, the scenes hover in space like a notzlose collage of forms. Ah, yes, he says, he thought, that would by itself. Deduction.
I had to think of his artistic Schülerhaftigkeit because I have just a short film about a supposed film student, stumbled to go in there to be large and essential things that you want to show finally that you are not a flat head. What do you do? What religious, which is always, as the elevation is equal to at and you just have to tinker not only laborious itself. It is about the deadly sins, this time equal to everyone, not just lust. A student subject, I think, such as loneliness, sadness and anger. Something very basal, as we all know and that each is equal to heart. Let's call these students keyword artist. The (momentous) Keywords are placeholders for content or story. Because you do not think what you want to tell her, they build forms around a tag and produce a poster at a time. It is probably what you should expect from such film and art schools: they teach the craft with which one could implement ideas, if you know what would. The ideas, it is hoped, by itself, like love itself gradually into an arranged marriage ceases.
My suggestion to the dilemma between Abi and Art School Three years of compulsory military or related to (for the pacifists) in the soap factory.
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
What To Put Inside Sub Woofer Box
Good morning
Slight headache and a new laptop next door. The postman chased him up and handed a surprisingly soft and lightweight. So be it. For days it rains. Today would have a good day to write, I would not soon to work. It will take some time before I leveled off there area. Currently, there is still so when I was a perfect victim of my moods and feelings. In a few weeks later than I would my status again be able to drive better, the hope. Because of a
Abbrunchs I will probably soon be Onlinemoderatur what I'm looking forward. I remember that I used to love to go in fora. That was the time when the Internet was still relatively brand new. Either I was sitting in the office of my father's just solid, in the bedroom of my mother, who had been given a computer from work or after school in Anklamer savings bank. The youth had an area where students could stay after school and where there were two slow computer, that you could online. There I spent hours together with P. until it grew into a kind of addiction, which has nowadays everyone. Just yesterday I installed the Lord has a feature that I now get a message when on one of my many e-mail addresses received a message that saved me all these yahoo-games. In any case, the times were full of goods in this strange Forum Freaks! There are more than liabilities arising from the so-called reality. My first boyfriend and I had so many others that have been important, too. For me it was not such a non-binding medium, as some specialists, who claims to attribute the virtual lies and deceit. Since the people could finally choose to wisdom and wit and was not misled by the impression of their noses.
So breakfast.
Slight headache and a new laptop next door. The postman chased him up and handed a surprisingly soft and lightweight. So be it. For days it rains. Today would have a good day to write, I would not soon to work. It will take some time before I leveled off there area. Currently, there is still so when I was a perfect victim of my moods and feelings. In a few weeks later than I would my status again be able to drive better, the hope. Because of a
Abbrunchs I will probably soon be Onlinemoderatur what I'm looking forward. I remember that I used to love to go in fora. That was the time when the Internet was still relatively brand new. Either I was sitting in the office of my father's just solid, in the bedroom of my mother, who had been given a computer from work or after school in Anklamer savings bank. The youth had an area where students could stay after school and where there were two slow computer, that you could online. There I spent hours together with P. until it grew into a kind of addiction, which has nowadays everyone. Just yesterday I installed the Lord has a feature that I now get a message when on one of my many e-mail addresses received a message that saved me all these yahoo-games. In any case, the times were full of goods in this strange Forum Freaks! There are more than liabilities arising from the so-called reality. My first boyfriend and I had so many others that have been important, too. For me it was not such a non-binding medium, as some specialists, who claims to attribute the virtual lies and deceit. Since the people could finally choose to wisdom and wit and was not misled by the impression of their noses.
So breakfast.
Monday, January 17, 2011
Liver Toxicity Accutane
Feierabend
It's the last meters of the revision, but I'm too exhausted to follow through this now. Everything hurts. I'm just not used to keeping my ass on as physical way to move. The excitement of a newcomer to prevent one that I take breaks and even I drink something. I just walk the whole time through the store, do my duties and dry up. Wednesday, the next layer. Saturday instruction in the secrets of making coffee with S., the bioinformatics expert who has winked at me a few times, when we were occupied baguettes. Wink is a bit out of fashion, it seems. Perhaps because it is associated too strongly with sweaty men, beside which you want to sit in no case on the plane, or people have simply forgotten how to move their bodies asynchronous half.
In the shower I looked down at my scared earlier and found a paunch. Brought me to safety, Santa, this rascal. In any case, follow from it now but a few resolutions, and all have to do with salad.
It's the last meters of the revision, but I'm too exhausted to follow through this now. Everything hurts. I'm just not used to keeping my ass on as physical way to move. The excitement of a newcomer to prevent one that I take breaks and even I drink something. I just walk the whole time through the store, do my duties and dry up. Wednesday, the next layer. Saturday instruction in the secrets of making coffee with S., the bioinformatics expert who has winked at me a few times, when we were occupied baguettes. Wink is a bit out of fashion, it seems. Perhaps because it is associated too strongly with sweaty men, beside which you want to sit in no case on the plane, or people have simply forgotten how to move their bodies asynchronous half.
In the shower I looked down at my scared earlier and found a paunch. Brought me to safety, Santa, this rascal. In any case, follow from it now but a few resolutions, and all have to do with salad.
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Skinny Tie With Short Sleeve Shirt
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v = hs9iqu83E9Y
The disease is almost ready swollen. Swallowing causes no more pain, just a little cough and cold have stayed in memory. Now shake the table and the milk foam, I build again on the coffee stands stubbornly in the glass.
I have read some of the inattentive time and still looked a lot more movies. I was reading entries for Pysik and I remember how I was about a year ago had an attack of physics teacher, although that would be the worst horror of all: a day to go back to school. But a second study seems to me impossible, given this view. If I do in schools pass by, usually with orange nets and milk cartons in hand, then I pull involuntarily shoulders and go hunker down vulgarities that make this no-longer-children and not-yet-adults permanently on its own. But this looks already. As a child I had those places where people were bundles, smoking and waiting for victims, so hated that I took miles of detours or me for an hour in a hidden corner. My former internship will
give me something for Christmas, he writes, and I fear in my ways now and I still practice surprised faces in the mirror, I aufetzen be when he comes around the corner and asks: If they have not received my mail? All these stupid fears that, given the Erfarung fully inflated and unreasonable, are with my childhood verschnürrt when I long took my knapsack the street and from afar who saw the salute I too soon when they pass directly to me have. From this view completely disintegrated, I went and got her mouth then often from sheer worry but not on. When I saw yesterday
many small films by Guy Maddin, I took a fancy to go swimming and to hysterical dramas such as operas or Pollesch, where a lot of crying and moaning, because in real life, everything is always so slow and without feeling.
The disease is almost ready swollen. Swallowing causes no more pain, just a little cough and cold have stayed in memory. Now shake the table and the milk foam, I build again on the coffee stands stubbornly in the glass.
I have read some of the inattentive time and still looked a lot more movies. I was reading entries for Pysik and I remember how I was about a year ago had an attack of physics teacher, although that would be the worst horror of all: a day to go back to school. But a second study seems to me impossible, given this view. If I do in schools pass by, usually with orange nets and milk cartons in hand, then I pull involuntarily shoulders and go hunker down vulgarities that make this no-longer-children and not-yet-adults permanently on its own. But this looks already. As a child I had those places where people were bundles, smoking and waiting for victims, so hated that I took miles of detours or me for an hour in a hidden corner. My former internship will
give me something for Christmas, he writes, and I fear in my ways now and I still practice surprised faces in the mirror, I aufetzen be when he comes around the corner and asks: If they have not received my mail? All these stupid fears that, given the Erfarung fully inflated and unreasonable, are with my childhood verschnürrt when I long took my knapsack the street and from afar who saw the salute I too soon when they pass directly to me have. From this view completely disintegrated, I went and got her mouth then often from sheer worry but not on. When I saw yesterday
many small films by Guy Maddin, I took a fancy to go swimming and to hysterical dramas such as operas or Pollesch, where a lot of crying and moaning, because in real life, everything is always so slow and without feeling.
Monday, January 3, 2011
Pregnancy Symptoms 11dpo
Dark Moon 2010 / 2011
Hey guys,
first of all, here's a HAPPY NEW YEAR to each of you. Unbelievable that 2010 has already past. Everything went pretty fast at the end of the year. Germany didn't really have a summertime and winter has come too quickly again. Snow and Ice prevent shooting for some time now. In addition we had many changes in the private life of our cast and crew members. That is why we have been so quiet in the last few weeks.
With 2011 filling the calender, there's an opportunity to take a look at the last 12 months. What has happened? The most important event for Dark Moon in 2010 was the release of our first official teaser trailer for Dark Moon Fairytales . The production was an unexpected tour de force for Matti and me, as we had to handle a giant amount of data (e.g. 1 take took ca. 180 MB) and to bridge a distance of almost 500 kilometers between us. It was a trial by fire. We had to create a look for the film and therefore needed to work on each take and sequence. But the final vid was worth it and the resonance was absolutely amazing! Our Youtube Channel has more than 470 subscribers and countless comments by now. We also had a great deal of feedback on devianArt , Facebook and at Connichi 2010. That's why we'd like to thank all our friends and supporters for stayling with us all the way since 2006. Thank you very much for your passion and appreciation!
We tried to shoot as many scenes as possible in the very few sunny months of 2010. Sadly we could shoot as much as we had hoped to. We are a very large project and getting time scheduling is a tough thing to do. The more so as some of as are almost 1000 kilometers apart. So we hope we can make some changes in our management to proceed faster in 2011.
Until we have bigger news again, we are putting pics and photos online. You'll find many of them on our dA account like this:
THE TRIAS SENSHI by * DarkMoonProject on deviantART
These three ladies were seen in banner format on our booth at Connichi 2010. There will be a feature about them here in our journal as they are the key characters of the film. But I'll have to put you off for a little while once more. I'm trying my best, but my studies are taking most of my time recently: (
Greetings from the German North
Rina
Hello my friends, first and foremost a
HAPPY NEW YEAR to you . Hard to believe that 2010 is behind us. Towards the end of the year everything was once again very quickly. There was a summer last year and barely broke even the winter come back too quickly. Since November he has been once again Germany under control. Not just turning friendly weather. There are also some private but still breaks at the crew and Cast members have also provided for delay, why was it not in the past few weeks, once again very quiet around us.
The new year offers the possibility, however, a look at the past 12 months to throw. What is happening? Probably the most important event for Dark Moon in 2010 was the publication of the first teaser trailer for real Dark Moon Fairy Tales to Connichi 2010th The completion was an unexpected show of strength for Matti and me because we are not only vast amounts of data (example: Take one average was 180 MB in size) to process, but also bridge a distance of nearly 500 miles between us . Had It was our first small trial by fire. We had the look of the film ever defining first and accordingly revise the most shots on several occasions. But in the end the result is worth it. And the response was overwhelming! Meanwhile, our Youtube Channel more than 470 subscribers, numerous comments on video and in our channel and a lot of positive feedback. Also on devianArt , Facebook Connichi and even the new trailer was very well received! We would therefore like to thank our loyal friends and supporters who help to us since 2006. Thank you for your support and enthusiasm! The
Sun spent a few months, we have to labor with new footage for the film. Sorry, could not be turned so much as we wished. We're still a fairly large force, and the schedule is anything but easy. Especially since some of us live almost 1,000 miles apart. Therefore, for 2011, a few organizational changes are being sought, so we have to speed.
it up again are major news, but we always new photos at deviantArt online. For example even for this:
THE TRIAS Senshi by * darkmoon project on deviantART
The three women were to be regarded in large format as a banner at our booth during the Connichi 2010th Soon there will be a major feature to give them here in the Live Journal. Until then, I have to you, unfortunately, still a little put off (
Greetings from the north,
Rina
Hey guys,
first of all, here's a HAPPY NEW YEAR to each of you. Unbelievable that 2010 has already past. Everything went pretty fast at the end of the year. Germany didn't really have a summertime and winter has come too quickly again. Snow and Ice prevent shooting for some time now. In addition we had many changes in the private life of our cast and crew members. That is why we have been so quiet in the last few weeks.
With 2011 filling the calender, there's an opportunity to take a look at the last 12 months. What has happened? The most important event for Dark Moon in 2010 was the release of our first official teaser trailer for Dark Moon Fairytales . The production was an unexpected tour de force for Matti and me, as we had to handle a giant amount of data (e.g. 1 take took ca. 180 MB) and to bridge a distance of almost 500 kilometers between us. It was a trial by fire. We had to create a look for the film and therefore needed to work on each take and sequence. But the final vid was worth it and the resonance was absolutely amazing! Our Youtube Channel has more than 470 subscribers and countless comments by now. We also had a great deal of feedback on devianArt , Facebook and at Connichi 2010. That's why we'd like to thank all our friends and supporters for stayling with us all the way since 2006. Thank you very much for your passion and appreciation!
We tried to shoot as many scenes as possible in the very few sunny months of 2010. Sadly we could shoot as much as we had hoped to. We are a very large project and getting time scheduling is a tough thing to do. The more so as some of as are almost 1000 kilometers apart. So we hope we can make some changes in our management to proceed faster in 2011.
Until we have bigger news again, we are putting pics and photos online. You'll find many of them on our dA account like this:
THE TRIAS SENSHI by * DarkMoonProject on deviantART
These three ladies were seen in banner format on our booth at Connichi 2010. There will be a feature about them here in our journal as they are the key characters of the film. But I'll have to put you off for a little while once more. I'm trying my best, but my studies are taking most of my time recently: (
Greetings from the German North
Rina
Hello my friends, first and foremost a
HAPPY NEW YEAR to you . Hard to believe that 2010 is behind us. Towards the end of the year everything was once again very quickly. There was a summer last year and barely broke even the winter come back too quickly. Since November he has been once again Germany under control. Not just turning friendly weather. There are also some private but still breaks at the crew and Cast members have also provided for delay, why was it not in the past few weeks, once again very quiet around us.
The new year offers the possibility, however, a look at the past 12 months to throw. What is happening? Probably the most important event for Dark Moon in 2010 was the publication of the first teaser trailer for real Dark Moon Fairy Tales to Connichi 2010th The completion was an unexpected show of strength for Matti and me because we are not only vast amounts of data (example: Take one average was 180 MB in size) to process, but also bridge a distance of nearly 500 miles between us . Had It was our first small trial by fire. We had the look of the film ever defining first and accordingly revise the most shots on several occasions. But in the end the result is worth it. And the response was overwhelming! Meanwhile, our Youtube Channel more than 470 subscribers, numerous comments on video and in our channel and a lot of positive feedback. Also on devianArt , Facebook Connichi and even the new trailer was very well received! We would therefore like to thank our loyal friends and supporters who help to us since 2006. Thank you for your support and enthusiasm! The
Sun spent a few months, we have to labor with new footage for the film. Sorry, could not be turned so much as we wished. We're still a fairly large force, and the schedule is anything but easy. Especially since some of us live almost 1,000 miles apart. Therefore, for 2011, a few organizational changes are being sought, so we have to speed.
it up again are major news, but we always new photos at deviantArt online. For example even for this:
THE TRIAS Senshi by * darkmoon project on deviantART
The three women were to be regarded in large format as a banner at our booth during the Connichi 2010th Soon there will be a major feature to give them here in the Live Journal. Until then, I have to you, unfortunately, still a little put off (
Greetings from the north,
Rina
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Describe The Process Of A Surgical Abortion
Two heads of Khodorkovsky
few years ago, even during the first Khodorkovsky process, I saw a strange dream: I carry a plastic bag in which two severed heads of Mikhail Khodorkovsky is in there. Two other identical heads. I'm haunted by evil secret service and I have to hide - because I am in possession of this bizarre hand luggage. I must bring this baggage to any destination, which will mean a happy ending. What a happy ending - I do not remember.
As I hide myself and am trying to be as quiet, I notice that the two heads are not dead - I see the eyes blink, wrinkle their noses, their mouths open. The heads are getting louder.
would be the easiest way expound this dream as a premonition at that time, Khodorkovsky would twice sentenced to long prison terms, so to speak, "beheaded". However, is now talking more and more of them, against Khodorkovsky will prepare a third process. His mother says. "Mischa remains in jail as long as Putin is in power,"
The latter is pretty much the only one in the country, continues to claim that Khodorkovsky was sentenced for economic crimes. Putin is on this point in an absolute minority. I see this as the main difference between the Khodorkovsky process and the review processes of the Stalin era. No media propaganda against the "enemy of the people Khodorkovsky," no Demonstrations on farms on which the "enemy of the people" denounced, is what it was so common back then, but a pitiful acting judge who is clearly trying his sentence as quickly and as incomprehensible mumble to end, all possible unspectacular behind him bring - as if he would be ashamed of his appearance.
seems more bizarre and creepy this whole story. Is it surprising that the most dramatic, at times surreal and Kafkaesque, but real story is still not filmed.
One explanation might be that it has no happy ending, which is a Hollywood so much has. In my dream, it remains only a desirable goal that is never reached - you know, as in a dream Sun
a happy and see you soon.
few years ago, even during the first Khodorkovsky process, I saw a strange dream: I carry a plastic bag in which two severed heads of Mikhail Khodorkovsky is in there. Two other identical heads. I'm haunted by evil secret service and I have to hide - because I am in possession of this bizarre hand luggage. I must bring this baggage to any destination, which will mean a happy ending. What a happy ending - I do not remember.
As I hide myself and am trying to be as quiet, I notice that the two heads are not dead - I see the eyes blink, wrinkle their noses, their mouths open. The heads are getting louder.
would be the easiest way expound this dream as a premonition at that time, Khodorkovsky would twice sentenced to long prison terms, so to speak, "beheaded". However, is now talking more and more of them, against Khodorkovsky will prepare a third process. His mother says. "Mischa remains in jail as long as Putin is in power,"
The latter is pretty much the only one in the country, continues to claim that Khodorkovsky was sentenced for economic crimes. Putin is on this point in an absolute minority. I see this as the main difference between the Khodorkovsky process and the review processes of the Stalin era. No media propaganda against the "enemy of the people Khodorkovsky," no Demonstrations on farms on which the "enemy of the people" denounced, is what it was so common back then, but a pitiful acting judge who is clearly trying his sentence as quickly and as incomprehensible mumble to end, all possible unspectacular behind him bring - as if he would be ashamed of his appearance.
seems more bizarre and creepy this whole story. Is it surprising that the most dramatic, at times surreal and Kafkaesque, but real story is still not filmed.
One explanation might be that it has no happy ending, which is a Hollywood so much has. In my dream, it remains only a desirable goal that is never reached - you know, as in a dream Sun
a happy and see you soon.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Buffet Wedding Toronto
I'm looking forward to tomorrow
Yesterday was Lena's birthday Instead of today and we celebrated pure in color TV. Anja was excited weeks in advance and entrusted me with orders because they are the last of the preparations could not shoulder alone. I took her off the Lucia and we went to Lisa, brought candles for the muffins and brought the helium balloons. All the fine things we stowed in the basement TV and went to Mrs. DJ, who fought with the buttons. At 12, when the store was close, all guests were given sparklers in hand and sang Happy Birthday. Lena was a child and was looking forward like crazy. Later, she takes me aside and says: S, I like it so good to stand in the center. I just laugh. Who would have thought? All.
Then the first taxi ride alone in my life. The driver was about to drink tea, whether I want to, no thanks, I have to go to bed. He has to speak like and manages his life story of Kotti to recite to me home. As I lie in bed and my hair smell of smoke as before, I marvel at how much life story fits in such a short distance. Champion of the disclosure.
Yesterday was Lena's birthday Instead of today and we celebrated pure in color TV. Anja was excited weeks in advance and entrusted me with orders because they are the last of the preparations could not shoulder alone. I took her off the Lucia and we went to Lisa, brought candles for the muffins and brought the helium balloons. All the fine things we stowed in the basement TV and went to Mrs. DJ, who fought with the buttons. At 12, when the store was close, all guests were given sparklers in hand and sang Happy Birthday. Lena was a child and was looking forward like crazy. Later, she takes me aside and says: S, I like it so good to stand in the center. I just laugh. Who would have thought? All.
Then the first taxi ride alone in my life. The driver was about to drink tea, whether I want to, no thanks, I have to go to bed. He has to speak like and manages his life story of Kotti to recite to me home. As I lie in bed and my hair smell of smoke as before, I marvel at how much life story fits in such a short distance. Champion of the disclosure.
Monday, December 20, 2010
How Do You Die From Vomit Aspiration
@ wasunsausmacht 2010-12-20T18: 22:00
am I slowly into the Christmas spirit. When the pain did not exist, we would now be in the church at the fair. Instead, I ran through the snow and picked oranges and expensive bottles of wine, because she wants to come up with the best will nothing better for my parents. This I bake cookies. Actually wirs wanted to make a couple, but the L. was already close to falling over here and lay on the couch without moving. After two hours, I visited her and she spoke in a faint voice from a dream she had just left and they wake up from their own cry. Had I heard it and had come for that? No, I wanted to see you had going. She has birthday in a few days. because of the near Christmas they celebrated not be long because all the friends sit with their parents and then have to feed them. Wednesday is her first big birthday party for a long time.
The last weeks have been moved. I now have a half-time job in a cafe at the Charite and no idea how to put these accents. Among all the health passports Affairs Office and I wrote an essay for P, as I had said to shake the one afternoon from his sleeve, I'm really only the experience was once again stronger than the belief in my vast mental powers.
instead of a Christmas tree we decorated a baobab tree with a chain. Christmas Eve we will be for two, then when the weather permits, we will drive to the north. Thanks a solution I will give some M, of all that on which it is currently ongoing dispute. Then a package for the mother, etc. Anyone who has the thought of the gifts anyway?
am I slowly into the Christmas spirit. When the pain did not exist, we would now be in the church at the fair. Instead, I ran through the snow and picked oranges and expensive bottles of wine, because she wants to come up with the best will nothing better for my parents. This I bake cookies. Actually wirs wanted to make a couple, but the L. was already close to falling over here and lay on the couch without moving. After two hours, I visited her and she spoke in a faint voice from a dream she had just left and they wake up from their own cry. Had I heard it and had come for that? No, I wanted to see you had going. She has birthday in a few days. because of the near Christmas they celebrated not be long because all the friends sit with their parents and then have to feed them. Wednesday is her first big birthday party for a long time.
The last weeks have been moved. I now have a half-time job in a cafe at the Charite and no idea how to put these accents. Among all the health passports Affairs Office and I wrote an essay for P, as I had said to shake the one afternoon from his sleeve, I'm really only the experience was once again stronger than the belief in my vast mental powers.
instead of a Christmas tree we decorated a baobab tree with a chain. Christmas Eve we will be for two, then when the weather permits, we will drive to the north. Thanks a solution I will give some M, of all that on which it is currently ongoing dispute. Then a package for the mother, etc. Anyone who has the thought of the gifts anyway?
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Import Mp3 Record Propellerhead
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PUTIN DRIBBLING. Was not it great, this appearance of Vladimir Putin before the FIFA decision to award the 2018 World Cup, and soon after?
This highly anticipated speech Putin in Zurich? This tug of war - "He is - he does not come to Zurich? His spectacular waiver to travel at the last moment, the meeting of the FIFA Executive Committee, the following headlines like "Russia will lose its most powerful weapon" - a reference to Putin's brilliant performance in the awarding of the 2014 Winter Games in Guatemala? Putin's verbal solidarity with the "reviled by the media, members of the FIFA Executive Committee" on the eve of the historic meeting in Zurich and his abhorrence of this "smear campaign" that was Putin's face to see clearly at that moment? And Putin's appeal to the leaders of the other candidates to join him and to refuse the FIFA meeting, the Cameron and Zapatero ignored so thoughtlessly?
And then - this "surprising" FIFA's decision! And when injected even Russian Premier yet to Zurich, Blatter would like to thank and give a detailed press conference with well-prepared Arguments and jokes. Was not that great?
Later talking someone out of the Russian team for this job, Putin had met "at least every third member of the Executive Committee" in advance secretly. As you wonder if this whole back and forth, all this secrecy and deceit that had been precisely thought out. A combination that would appear in the Putin never a loser - no matter may come as the trill.
Somehow this reminds me of a great dribbling. Spectacular, exciting to watch - but effective. Like a Maradona in his prime. What does it matter if there were times - just as with Maradona - Should occur a hand game that the referee "to see"? The main thing - it's a Tooooor!
At his press conference in Zurich, said Putin, Russia now wants to win the 2018 World Cup team in his home kindly. can beat a world champion, the England and Spain with his great dribbling, Russia has already in his squad. His name is Vladimir Putin.
you soon.
PUTIN DRIBBLING. Was not it great, this appearance of Vladimir Putin before the FIFA decision to award the 2018 World Cup, and soon after?
This highly anticipated speech Putin in Zurich? This tug of war - "He is - he does not come to Zurich? His spectacular waiver to travel at the last moment, the meeting of the FIFA Executive Committee, the following headlines like "Russia will lose its most powerful weapon" - a reference to Putin's brilliant performance in the awarding of the 2014 Winter Games in Guatemala? Putin's verbal solidarity with the "reviled by the media, members of the FIFA Executive Committee" on the eve of the historic meeting in Zurich and his abhorrence of this "smear campaign" that was Putin's face to see clearly at that moment? And Putin's appeal to the leaders of the other candidates to join him and to refuse the FIFA meeting, the Cameron and Zapatero ignored so thoughtlessly?
And then - this "surprising" FIFA's decision! And when injected even Russian Premier yet to Zurich, Blatter would like to thank and give a detailed press conference with well-prepared Arguments and jokes. Was not that great?
Later talking someone out of the Russian team for this job, Putin had met "at least every third member of the Executive Committee" in advance secretly. As you wonder if this whole back and forth, all this secrecy and deceit that had been precisely thought out. A combination that would appear in the Putin never a loser - no matter may come as the trill.
Somehow this reminds me of a great dribbling. Spectacular, exciting to watch - but effective. Like a Maradona in his prime. What does it matter if there were times - just as with Maradona - Should occur a hand game that the referee "to see"? The main thing - it's a Tooooor!
At his press conference in Zurich, said Putin, Russia now wants to win the 2018 World Cup team in his home kindly. can beat a world champion, the England and Spain with his great dribbling, Russia has already in his squad. His name is Vladimir Putin.
you soon.
Friday, December 3, 2010
President Jack Schematic
Complex North http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ULOMLdAfLWs
came before yesterday Ina for two days and a talk of the relationship between speaking and Öfentlichkeit had to content that I could not watch though. In the evening she asked for a cheap place and I took her to the pub, hanging over the entrance a sign of infinity, a spacious bar with pool table worker, which is managed by a young woman seemingly alone. She plays rock and metal and is very busy around between the tables, smiling and very berlinert. As we began to pay, she said, shaking his head: Me and numbers, it is to despair. After 9 to go with me the curtains. She is not older than us, very narrow and quick-witted.
Ina and I smoked and talked about how the Great The theater project for which they must invent a character. To their Theatre Academy in Giessen is the artists Signa came and committed performers who will perform in their reality simulations for 12 hours a character. In the subject line comb it to look at what comes out the back in which normally Sun She spoke of a project that was raped during which a one-legged woman with her wooden leg and a ends previously filled out by the join piece of paper on which the limits of the willingness to be listed. Well, the theater people, I thought, which are funny. Life is a game that can sometimes escalate and end. As long as no one "out of character" falls everything is permitted.
I remembered an evening when the physicists in the kitchen, where a large round gradually came together, half of them theater people, but the other had to do at least something to do with KunschtundKultur. An unspoken self-understanding between them led everyone to not be themselves, but someone else, which I was surprised very much because it was neither interesting nor amusing, rather they seem like hanging a group of uncertain to which of a permanent, imaginary stage have the bruise them with such force slapstick that they depend quite exhausted on the ropes, but the feet do not cease to dance.
came before yesterday Ina for two days and a talk of the relationship between speaking and Öfentlichkeit had to content that I could not watch though. In the evening she asked for a cheap place and I took her to the pub, hanging over the entrance a sign of infinity, a spacious bar with pool table worker, which is managed by a young woman seemingly alone. She plays rock and metal and is very busy around between the tables, smiling and very berlinert. As we began to pay, she said, shaking his head: Me and numbers, it is to despair. After 9 to go with me the curtains. She is not older than us, very narrow and quick-witted.
Ina and I smoked and talked about how the Great The theater project for which they must invent a character. To their Theatre Academy in Giessen is the artists Signa came and committed performers who will perform in their reality simulations for 12 hours a character. In the subject line comb it to look at what comes out the back in which normally Sun She spoke of a project that was raped during which a one-legged woman with her wooden leg and a ends previously filled out by the join piece of paper on which the limits of the willingness to be listed. Well, the theater people, I thought, which are funny. Life is a game that can sometimes escalate and end. As long as no one "out of character" falls everything is permitted.
I remembered an evening when the physicists in the kitchen, where a large round gradually came together, half of them theater people, but the other had to do at least something to do with KunschtundKultur. An unspoken self-understanding between them led everyone to not be themselves, but someone else, which I was surprised very much because it was neither interesting nor amusing, rather they seem like hanging a group of uncertain to which of a permanent, imaginary stage have the bruise them with such force slapstick that they depend quite exhausted on the ropes, but the feet do not cease to dance.
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
First Birthday Outfit Ontario
After three long years of waiting and hoping to return to the start.
are lists of signatures for Dennis Maklele for free download here (. doc) and here (. pdf) or on request by email to allianzfuerfluechtlinge@gmail.com.
We are concerned infinite. As Dennis has
with Maklele all started here:
Review 2007th and how we would continue and ... well, actually you have to anyway do not scroll back so far.
are lists of signatures for Dennis Maklele for free download here (. doc) and here (. pdf) or on request by email to allianzfuerfluechtlinge@gmail.com.
We are concerned infinite. As Dennis has
with Maklele all started here:
Review 2007th and how we would continue and ... well, actually you have to anyway do not scroll back so far.
Thursday, November 11, 2010
Pokemon Soul Silver Complete English Rom
Putin Russia creates from
Russia abolishes itself. In early September has stripped my friend Marina S.. The reason why the 34-year-old Moscow editorial secretary, and her home country would spare no child was banal: the equivalent of 800 euros it has to pay her three year old daughter draw as good as alone great: Her husband works part only now and then as an English translator, in the long breaks he versauft his fees completely.
Marinas story is a rule for Russia, where abortions are still considered "conventional contraception. It could be Russia's government fall embarrassing abortion data at least in significant ways: Kamen in 2001 in Russia, 100 abortions at 72 births, 2008, so it looked the other way around - 100 newborns against 80 abortion. The baby mortality has been cut back over the last decade by a third. Only: Mortality rates in the birth rates are still far ahead of time - for decades.
Russia abolishes itself. The continuing population decline in Russia is a unique country living in peace in industry: Since 1991, the population was around eight million to just under 141 million. In particular, the Russian man is to blame, who lives with his life expectancy by an average of almost 60 years longer than its companion species in Papua New Guinea and 15 years less than the West Europeans.
as mass murderers operate in Russia still alcohol and tobacco. With 18 liters of pure alcohol per capita (including babies and babushkas) are the Russians lonely world leaders. According to official statistics, the country is one year up to 0.5 million alcoholics dead and about 400 000 citizens of the " Smoking-related diseases kill ". Mortality from heart disease is about four times as high as in Eastern Europe. Die a violent death, the Russians 12 times more frequently than an Englishman. Russia mourned annually about 18 000 deaths - more than the total long-term Afghan war of the 80s. Then as now there are mostly men.
A new killer heroin from Afghanistan is emerging: Up to two million Russians are heroin dependent. Men share more than 80 percent. has written
For Nicholas Eberstadt, American expert, the beginning of 2010, a 300-page report on Russia's depopulation, it remains a mystery why the Russian, who in terms of education and income stands much better than a Haitian or Somali, on average, still lives as long. "
Patriarch Cyril, head of the Orthodox Church sees the cause in a "destruction of the value system." Among other things, the family had lost much of its value.
At the beginning of Boris Yeltsin's reform-era thought his critics, the transition from the Soviet egalitarianism to competition the man was overwhelmed. but the challenge for the Russian man was really so deadly? One thing is certain: the lack of freedom has a predominant part of the genus, in fact, felt safe. The socialist egalitarianism is indeed the man freedom robbed him but at the same time, free from the stress of hunting for profits. In the family he was not the "bearer of prey", because nine out of ten were Soviet women as an employee and did not earn more rare. Not too often was the father of Soviet offer an awesome figure, often it was a tame one, pathetic-comic character, a pet in felt slippers. Only when drunk is not safe. Because drinking has always been the Russians.
sheer stress perestroika he had but more often reach for vodka. "No other group of modern individuals have experienced such a powerful collective identity crisis as Russia's man at the end of the 20th Century, " wrote the "Financial Times" end of the 90's. The wreckage of the Soviet empire crushed the ego of Homo Sovieticus.
The Russian woman was the turn of text: Then and now it is on average about 75 years old.
The main result of the recent (14 to 15 October) census in Russia is thus known in advance: the land is dying out. The tendency to self-destruction stops the Russian man. The nearly 400-million-euro study will help refine than minor details: living conditions, effectiveness of day care facilities, level of education.
A recent trend, however, the census is to collect the half-way: The massive growth - and often illegal - flow of immigrants from the impoverished Muslim neighboring countries such as Tajikistan, Uzbekistan and Kyrgyzstan. But also from China. The latest trend in the Russian Far East: Russian women marry today rather industrious Chinese who come in thousands of years as guest workers, swigging than their compatriots.
Russia abolishes - and the Kremlin sees the danger very well. "Will not do anything, then Russia's population decline by the end of the century in half," Vladimir Putin warned in 2006. Some is made. Since 2007 animated about the state of his subjects with a second child premium to increase - the equivalent of about 9000 €, However, one does not in cash but only for mortgage repayment or take an investment in the future education of the neonate may be entitled.
The measure shows especially in the Muslim Caucasus republics effect. Chechnya today has the highest birth rates. Mind you, the Koran forbids alcohol. And allows for polygamy.
Russia abolishes itself. In early September has stripped my friend Marina S.. The reason why the 34-year-old Moscow editorial secretary, and her home country would spare no child was banal: the equivalent of 800 euros it has to pay her three year old daughter draw as good as alone great: Her husband works part only now and then as an English translator, in the long breaks he versauft his fees completely.
Marinas story is a rule for Russia, where abortions are still considered "conventional contraception. It could be Russia's government fall embarrassing abortion data at least in significant ways: Kamen in 2001 in Russia, 100 abortions at 72 births, 2008, so it looked the other way around - 100 newborns against 80 abortion. The baby mortality has been cut back over the last decade by a third. Only: Mortality rates in the birth rates are still far ahead of time - for decades.
Russia abolishes itself. The continuing population decline in Russia is a unique country living in peace in industry: Since 1991, the population was around eight million to just under 141 million. In particular, the Russian man is to blame, who lives with his life expectancy by an average of almost 60 years longer than its companion species in Papua New Guinea and 15 years less than the West Europeans.
as mass murderers operate in Russia still alcohol and tobacco. With 18 liters of pure alcohol per capita (including babies and babushkas) are the Russians lonely world leaders. According to official statistics, the country is one year up to 0.5 million alcoholics dead and about 400 000 citizens of the " Smoking-related diseases kill ". Mortality from heart disease is about four times as high as in Eastern Europe. Die a violent death, the Russians 12 times more frequently than an Englishman. Russia mourned annually about 18 000 deaths - more than the total long-term Afghan war of the 80s. Then as now there are mostly men.
A new killer heroin from Afghanistan is emerging: Up to two million Russians are heroin dependent. Men share more than 80 percent. has written
For Nicholas Eberstadt, American expert, the beginning of 2010, a 300-page report on Russia's depopulation, it remains a mystery why the Russian, who in terms of education and income stands much better than a Haitian or Somali, on average, still lives as long. "
Patriarch Cyril, head of the Orthodox Church sees the cause in a "destruction of the value system." Among other things, the family had lost much of its value.
At the beginning of Boris Yeltsin's reform-era thought his critics, the transition from the Soviet egalitarianism to competition the man was overwhelmed. but the challenge for the Russian man was really so deadly? One thing is certain: the lack of freedom has a predominant part of the genus, in fact, felt safe. The socialist egalitarianism is indeed the man freedom robbed him but at the same time, free from the stress of hunting for profits. In the family he was not the "bearer of prey", because nine out of ten were Soviet women as an employee and did not earn more rare. Not too often was the father of Soviet offer an awesome figure, often it was a tame one, pathetic-comic character, a pet in felt slippers. Only when drunk is not safe. Because drinking has always been the Russians.
sheer stress perestroika he had but more often reach for vodka. "No other group of modern individuals have experienced such a powerful collective identity crisis as Russia's man at the end of the 20th Century, " wrote the "Financial Times" end of the 90's. The wreckage of the Soviet empire crushed the ego of Homo Sovieticus.
The Russian woman was the turn of text: Then and now it is on average about 75 years old.
The main result of the recent (14 to 15 October) census in Russia is thus known in advance: the land is dying out. The tendency to self-destruction stops the Russian man. The nearly 400-million-euro study will help refine than minor details: living conditions, effectiveness of day care facilities, level of education.
A recent trend, however, the census is to collect the half-way: The massive growth - and often illegal - flow of immigrants from the impoverished Muslim neighboring countries such as Tajikistan, Uzbekistan and Kyrgyzstan. But also from China. The latest trend in the Russian Far East: Russian women marry today rather industrious Chinese who come in thousands of years as guest workers, swigging than their compatriots.
Russia abolishes - and the Kremlin sees the danger very well. "Will not do anything, then Russia's population decline by the end of the century in half," Vladimir Putin warned in 2006. Some is made. Since 2007 animated about the state of his subjects with a second child premium to increase - the equivalent of about 9000 €, However, one does not in cash but only for mortgage repayment or take an investment in the future education of the neonate may be entitled.
The measure shows especially in the Muslim Caucasus republics effect. Chechnya today has the highest birth rates. Mind you, the Koran forbids alcohol. And allows for polygamy.
Thursday, October 28, 2010
Best Mutual Fund Screener
He could have had everything
By evening yesterday wars quiet and sedate, like the shiny turtle in my coat pocket. Then came a message that has evolved after a few hours. I went out and bought me in the rain surrounded by teenagers, a white cap. On the bridge we walked towards us backwards.
wine drinking, I cried to my dad about the insurance papers for the car and he laughed as he ranging. I struggled briefly with the charger, I was fully there, and laughed too. He reminded me of the little boy with protruding ears, with my brother for a while was a friend. He lived in the orphanage and visited us often. Soon, he expressed the desire to be adopted. When we one day playing in a threesome in our house, I provoked my brother until he was glowing and we loudly through the house hunting, I disappeared sometime in the bathroom to escape his furious blows and heard shortly afterwards, as our father hochsprintete the stairs. He grabbed my brother and baked him one or two, I did not see it, I only saw how upset the standing with the protruding ears after the storm at his side. Probably this was the moment that prevented the adoption, for I remember that my parents had previously considered seriously.
This boy was adopted soon after by a family and is now quite successful in anything with computers. He told this story to find to make from my brother, who has fought his way out. Despite his poor starting position, this small boy with protruding ears, I'm not in his name, has managed to build something. He said these success stories to tell at the end: He could have had everything, a set of hanging over my brother like a guillotine.
He wants me to know when we come to visit him again, not alone, but bring with him, he liked it here, I had the feeling. When he begins to enumerate the benefits of his house, I interrupt him. You do not advertise, I'll ask him if he comes along.
I would enjoy, articles for magazines Write to me and told me about a woman with whom I went down last summer a mountain. Back then we talked about indecisive men. Now she has a feminist magazine. About someone known, it is apparently easy to get in newspapers under. Where others can not explain, how to get into there, it's like saying if you know someone. This is of course unfair, no question, but it is obvious. Today
By evening yesterday wars quiet and sedate, like the shiny turtle in my coat pocket. Then came a message that has evolved after a few hours. I went out and bought me in the rain surrounded by teenagers, a white cap. On the bridge we walked towards us backwards.
wine drinking, I cried to my dad about the insurance papers for the car and he laughed as he ranging. I struggled briefly with the charger, I was fully there, and laughed too. He reminded me of the little boy with protruding ears, with my brother for a while was a friend. He lived in the orphanage and visited us often. Soon, he expressed the desire to be adopted. When we one day playing in a threesome in our house, I provoked my brother until he was glowing and we loudly through the house hunting, I disappeared sometime in the bathroom to escape his furious blows and heard shortly afterwards, as our father hochsprintete the stairs. He grabbed my brother and baked him one or two, I did not see it, I only saw how upset the standing with the protruding ears after the storm at his side. Probably this was the moment that prevented the adoption, for I remember that my parents had previously considered seriously.
This boy was adopted soon after by a family and is now quite successful in anything with computers. He told this story to find to make from my brother, who has fought his way out. Despite his poor starting position, this small boy with protruding ears, I'm not in his name, has managed to build something. He said these success stories to tell at the end: He could have had everything, a set of hanging over my brother like a guillotine.
He wants me to know when we come to visit him again, not alone, but bring with him, he liked it here, I had the feeling. When he begins to enumerate the benefits of his house, I interrupt him. You do not advertise, I'll ask him if he comes along.
I would enjoy, articles for magazines Write to me and told me about a woman with whom I went down last summer a mountain. Back then we talked about indecisive men. Now she has a feminist magazine. About someone known, it is apparently easy to get in newspapers under. Where others can not explain, how to get into there, it's like saying if you know someone. This is of course unfair, no question, but it is obvious. Today
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Spinal Fusion Pregnancy
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Natural History Museum with the kids. It seems Sun is still. compared to the crane sits a row birds, some of it stops when it moves, others fly away and only come back when he stands still.
Natural History Museum with the kids. It seems Sun is still. compared to the crane sits a row birds, some of it stops when it moves, others fly away and only come back when he stands still.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Krocodile Fishing Clip
REUNION AND DISINTEGRATION: INSANITY AND ITS CONSEQUENCES.
was the evening of the Berlin Wall fell in November 1989 I was in Berlin. Even today, this image is madness before my eyes. "Wow," I heard from all sides. "It is a Waaahnsinn" The entire German vocabulary was reduced to this single word I heard a thousand times that night. The German people did not have the Words.
When I went back a month later went to Moscow, Berlin or in all the signs are that there will be for the foreseeable future, two German states. The East Berlin - and the other DDRler - were still mad love to West Berlin (and collected like the West German "Arrival") and returned without wondering about it, that free cheese is in fact available only in a mousetrap.
more surprising, I felt the rapid reunification process, which I then in the following months from a distance - watched - by far-seer indicated. The sticking point, after all, only ran in the direction of reunification, and all that stood in the way, was swept away, I missed halt. What I heard after that were mostly complaints of my acquaintances and friends in East Berlin, which had to reunification with the loss of their jobs and other painful inconvenience. East Berlin, one of my acquaintance whom I had known as a frenetic East German critic, took his life at that time.
I was lucky to even the next world-historical turning point to be there, namely the attempted coup in August 1991 in Moscow. The consequences of this change I have experienced directly as citizens of the crumbling Soviet Union. The complaints of the people that the fall of the Soviet empire and with it the previously experienced by the Soviet Communist Party-controlled life firsthand, I already heard from the immediate area ...
In connection with the anniversary of the reunification of me is now a newspaper cartoon from the early 90's occurred years. Two pictures, "before" and "after". The "before" image: a fragmented Europe, left and right of the monolithic Soviet Union. The "after" picture: The opposite of this - a united Europe and left the shattered colossus right.
So what we have 20 years on - here and there. Lame animals on both sides, that of course. Only: both from geopolitical point of view and from the perspective a poor devil is out there and there only one thing: the Germans (in mass) is clearly more of - the German and European - union benefits when the Russians by decay. Geopolitical certain: Germany is one of the dominant EU countries, while Russia stands in the ruins known as CIS. Moscow's latest dispute with Belarus as well as the previous trouble with Ukraine, Georgia etc. testify repeatedly that Russia stands pretty much alone. Middle of the mess. Which is pretty uncomfortable, yes.
As for the poor wretch, so this is obviously not anywhere to be envied. But a Moscow ordinary people (I count myself among them) impressed in Berlin, the house prices. An average 60-square-foot two-bedroom condominium in Moscow is five times more expensive than exactly the same apartment in Berlin. One of my acquaintances in Berlin explains the rather trivial: In Berlin, there is no work. Five times the difference is explained that for me is not. are five times more work it is not in Moscow. And Moscow do not earn five times as much as the Berliners. Something is wrong because not easy. Both geopolitical as well as from the standpoint of the poor devils seen. A frenzy is on this
soon. In August
was the evening of the Berlin Wall fell in November 1989 I was in Berlin. Even today, this image is madness before my eyes. "Wow," I heard from all sides. "It is a Waaahnsinn" The entire German vocabulary was reduced to this single word I heard a thousand times that night. The German people did not have the Words.
When I went back a month later went to Moscow, Berlin or in all the signs are that there will be for the foreseeable future, two German states. The East Berlin - and the other DDRler - were still mad love to West Berlin (and collected like the West German "Arrival") and returned without wondering about it, that free cheese is in fact available only in a mousetrap.
more surprising, I felt the rapid reunification process, which I then in the following months from a distance - watched - by far-seer indicated. The sticking point, after all, only ran in the direction of reunification, and all that stood in the way, was swept away, I missed halt. What I heard after that were mostly complaints of my acquaintances and friends in East Berlin, which had to reunification with the loss of their jobs and other painful inconvenience. East Berlin, one of my acquaintance whom I had known as a frenetic East German critic, took his life at that time.
I was lucky to even the next world-historical turning point to be there, namely the attempted coup in August 1991 in Moscow. The consequences of this change I have experienced directly as citizens of the crumbling Soviet Union. The complaints of the people that the fall of the Soviet empire and with it the previously experienced by the Soviet Communist Party-controlled life firsthand, I already heard from the immediate area ...
In connection with the anniversary of the reunification of me is now a newspaper cartoon from the early 90's occurred years. Two pictures, "before" and "after". The "before" image: a fragmented Europe, left and right of the monolithic Soviet Union. The "after" picture: The opposite of this - a united Europe and left the shattered colossus right.
So what we have 20 years on - here and there. Lame animals on both sides, that of course. Only: both from geopolitical point of view and from the perspective a poor devil is out there and there only one thing: the Germans (in mass) is clearly more of - the German and European - union benefits when the Russians by decay. Geopolitical certain: Germany is one of the dominant EU countries, while Russia stands in the ruins known as CIS. Moscow's latest dispute with Belarus as well as the previous trouble with Ukraine, Georgia etc. testify repeatedly that Russia stands pretty much alone. Middle of the mess. Which is pretty uncomfortable, yes.
As for the poor wretch, so this is obviously not anywhere to be envied. But a Moscow ordinary people (I count myself among them) impressed in Berlin, the house prices. An average 60-square-foot two-bedroom condominium in Moscow is five times more expensive than exactly the same apartment in Berlin. One of my acquaintances in Berlin explains the rather trivial: In Berlin, there is no work. Five times the difference is explained that for me is not. are five times more work it is not in Moscow. And Moscow do not earn five times as much as the Berliners. Something is wrong because not easy. Both geopolitical as well as from the standpoint of the poor devils seen. A frenzy is on this
soon. In August
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Cat Agression Hidden Camera
experience
middle of the day is dark and The sky pours. When the train comes, a flock of birds flying up from the tracks. For two days I was at home and have subsequently started to write down the family history.
A message says that louder warnings were fluttering in my former home, for months. You that I asked myself about important mail has its mental illness that they be freed from all responsibility, of course. I have now instructed to send me things. Let's see if this too much to ask.
In the night where I slept with my grandma and we played cards until midnight, I was called by a friend who sounded like doomsday. He would the most precious people in his life lost. Now, sometimes calm, I say, so simple you will not get rid of the most important allies. Although it may take months and years, so completely off the drunk after an argument not often. But, but, he says, is certain. Very well. It is more complicated and does not belong here, I think its impressive how someone can be convinced of fatal outputs, although he would have known better. Not long ago, he has complained to me before, that the most important to the people has finally ended, that he had acted wrong, etc. As an absolute end came so many occasions before, what it does not prevent the seriousness of the current situation . Doubt It is a matter of experience, I suppose, and the ability to learn from Erfahhrung. But the fact that new people are born stupid (the dilemma of history) prevents some of even the important points. I saw recently, when I was forced to have breakfast alone, often documentaries on Iraq and Afghanistan, and there were impressive tenacity allerdümmste committed military errors, of course, with harsh consequences. Because experience is not inherited.
middle of the day is dark and The sky pours. When the train comes, a flock of birds flying up from the tracks. For two days I was at home and have subsequently started to write down the family history.
A message says that louder warnings were fluttering in my former home, for months. You that I asked myself about important mail has its mental illness that they be freed from all responsibility, of course. I have now instructed to send me things. Let's see if this too much to ask.
In the night where I slept with my grandma and we played cards until midnight, I was called by a friend who sounded like doomsday. He would the most precious people in his life lost. Now, sometimes calm, I say, so simple you will not get rid of the most important allies. Although it may take months and years, so completely off the drunk after an argument not often. But, but, he says, is certain. Very well. It is more complicated and does not belong here, I think its impressive how someone can be convinced of fatal outputs, although he would have known better. Not long ago, he has complained to me before, that the most important to the people has finally ended, that he had acted wrong, etc. As an absolute end came so many occasions before, what it does not prevent the seriousness of the current situation . Doubt It is a matter of experience, I suppose, and the ability to learn from Erfahhrung. But the fact that new people are born stupid (the dilemma of history) prevents some of even the important points. I saw recently, when I was forced to have breakfast alone, often documentaries on Iraq and Afghanistan, and there were impressive tenacity allerdümmste committed military errors, of course, with harsh consequences. Because experience is not inherited.
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Best Scooter Wheel In The World
Stinking birds
Gmx fooled me by promising me birds that are threatened with extinction because they stink and if I want to know more, I end up in collisions in space. What interests me the universe when it is down here stinking birds?
Contrary to yesterday's Befüchtung that I am now a wet cloth similar, I feel somewhat alive. Although the perception is slightly blurred, but that keeps everything in nice limits. I was laughing out yesterday that I go to bed and stand-up times, as a ten year old child. Because I thought that it is quite usual habits, she said without shame from.
Another error concerned, the virtue of punctuality, that ill-considered application brought me once again in the uncomfortable position, far from the academic quarter and held out of text messages dwelling on an unpleasant place and maintain. I am not even negligent Punk.
I found it interesting that, to me has been ten years, known as Baron of affirmative failure yesterday, without even wondering about it, claimed that he then want to be a rock star. If I remember right, he has but even then, as now, had still only bile for all successful and starlets embodiments left. The failure was even then the flag under which he went and never came to him, at least in my presence, an expression of hope for success on the lips. Rather, he laughed loud and dirty, if he used his name and the word "success" in the same sentence heard. When asked whether he would still be as rock star, of course, he laughed and denied vehemently, as he has done so at that time. In ten years, I thought, he then asked if he be a rock star a decade ago would probably also admit that that was the case, only just now, ten years later, he had freed himself from all illusion and do not expect anything more from life, only downhill. This is interesting because there seems to be someone in love with an ideal which he himself, because he is just one more person who will not get beaten to death his efforts can not match. Similar to the Nihilist, who claims permanent, everything is void, and would not care no meaning for him.
Gmx fooled me by promising me birds that are threatened with extinction because they stink and if I want to know more, I end up in collisions in space. What interests me the universe when it is down here stinking birds?
Contrary to yesterday's Befüchtung that I am now a wet cloth similar, I feel somewhat alive. Although the perception is slightly blurred, but that keeps everything in nice limits. I was laughing out yesterday that I go to bed and stand-up times, as a ten year old child. Because I thought that it is quite usual habits, she said without shame from.
Another error concerned, the virtue of punctuality, that ill-considered application brought me once again in the uncomfortable position, far from the academic quarter and held out of text messages dwelling on an unpleasant place and maintain. I am not even negligent Punk.
I found it interesting that, to me has been ten years, known as Baron of affirmative failure yesterday, without even wondering about it, claimed that he then want to be a rock star. If I remember right, he has but even then, as now, had still only bile for all successful and starlets embodiments left. The failure was even then the flag under which he went and never came to him, at least in my presence, an expression of hope for success on the lips. Rather, he laughed loud and dirty, if he used his name and the word "success" in the same sentence heard. When asked whether he would still be as rock star, of course, he laughed and denied vehemently, as he has done so at that time. In ten years, I thought, he then asked if he be a rock star a decade ago would probably also admit that that was the case, only just now, ten years later, he had freed himself from all illusion and do not expect anything more from life, only downhill. This is interesting because there seems to be someone in love with an ideal which he himself, because he is just one more person who will not get beaten to death his efforts can not match. Similar to the Nihilist, who claims permanent, everything is void, and would not care no meaning for him.
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