Unul din motivele pentru care poate am ajuns ce-am ajuns este că pe vremea înainte mergătorului şi pregătitorului Ceauşescu, ce a creat situaţia şi (pregătit cadrele) în care am ajuns pe bazele puse de cei ce ne-au adus în occident (nu ştiu dacă au avut vreodată un plan să şi ne păstreze acolo) a fost că toată ziua înainte de decembrie 89 criticam regimul. Găsisem o şmecherie, cum nu mai aveam program TV la care puteam să ne uităm, mi-am făcut şi eu ca tot băcăuanul antenă de ruşi şi prindeam Chişinăul, Moscova I şi II. Cu pureci şi aleatoriu. Şi ascultam Europa Liberă, îmi legasem o sârmă subţire de antena vecinului, care trecea prin faţa geamului meu (mai târziu am aflat că era ofiţer în armată) deci îi piratam antena. La servici comentam tot ce auzeam la Europa Liberă şi dacă mă întreba cineva de unde am auzit chestiile alea spuneam că de la Chişinău. Începuse perestroika şi glasnostul şi se auzeau şi la ei multe chestii neauzite la noi dar nu chiar ca la Europa Liberă. Într-o zi un tovarăş Felix (Nume real, altă coincidenţă) angajat de la IIRUC m-a chemat la el în birou, era de fapt o cameră plină cu aparatură unde lucrau cei de la IIRUC detaşaţi la IMU şi m-a prelucrat. Asta a fost cu puţin timp înainte de decembrie 89.
Dar ca pedeapsă, probabil că tovarăşii s-au gândit să-mi arate mie cum e democraţia şi peste ani chestia a contribuit cel puţin pe plan etic probabil la decizia care m-a trimis unde sunt acum. Dar cu handicap, fiind sabotat de la început de un alt tovarăş care a venit înainte cu vreo 2 luni din Florida în Oregon şi a trimis CV-ul meu peste tot spunând că e al lui. Şi probabil o poveste antemergătoare de speriat copiii de atunci.
La Chişinău la televizor vorbeau o limbă puţin diferită. Bunel în loc de bu-nic, micuţi în loc de copii, dar mai important, ziceau prezident şi nu preşe-dinte. Nu ştiu cum ziceau la paşa-port. Cred că pe atunci foloseau cuvântul rusesc. Iar toate formulările de adresare se terminau cu другие друзья.
Iliescu azi a apărut iar în presă cu cravată roşie, de pionier. Dar eu tot nu mai cred că Iliescu e pionier sau pro rus. Iar dacă vrea cineva să vadă o statuie de pionier reală, să se uite la poza de mai jos. (poza are rezoluţie bună, merită un clic)
http://www.flickr.com/photos/73441567@N00/3543397757/lightbox/
Ceea ce îmi aminteşte de...
http://www.flickr.com/photos/39325385@N07/3847142217/lightbox/
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Monday, August 6, 2012
Friday, July 20, 2012
C I S V
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: "George Ion" <geion@verizon.net>
To: < international@cisv.org>
Cc:
Date: Sun, 5 Oct 2008 22:20:17 -0700
Subject: Question
Gheorghe Ion
6810 SW Hall Blvd #16
Beaverton, OR, 97008
geion@verizon.net
503-367-3377
Hello
In 1972 when i was twelve I've been in a CISV camp in Kisdorf, near Hamburg, Germany, sent by the communist regime in Romania.
The exact location is Ulmenhof in Kisdorf, as shown below. It's probably a school now.
http://www.panoramio.com/photo/4659551
Seeing that picture triggered lots of memories.
I never quite understood why me, because there were many other eligibile (children of the communist elite), like the other three kids in the Romanian delegation. I never quite understood why an organization like yours would invite children from the communist countries, since the only ones that would benefit would be the children of the above elite, with few exceptions.
Not speaking any international language, except for a few french words made it tough for us, almost traumatizing. We weren't able to communicate with the other kids. I remember quite vividly Klauss, the director of the camp asking me severeal times in French: "Pourquoi tu es toujour si seul ?". That made me feel somewhat guilty.
I also have nice memories from there, like driving a car for the first time in my life (a Renault 4 owned or rented by Olaf from Sweden) and being saved from drowning in an Olympic size swimming pool. (I was a poor swimmer at that time.)
Also dancing for the first time in the dark in a "discoteque" with the chef's daughter, Suzanna (I don't know the exact spelling) organized by a couple of local german guys that were hanging around. I think one of them was the son of a prominent local CISV member.
I remember once Klauss filmed me with a nice camera with zoom I also played with and during projection, the film jammed and I saw my image catching fire on the screen.
I am asking your help in consolidating the memories of those days with the complete list of the sites visited and a list of the staff present in the camp with their qualifications.
As I said I didn't speak any English at the time. But from singing the camp's song every morning, i memorized the words and reconstructed the lyrics later on. Please confirm that this was the camp's song lyrics.
"Here in this village you may see
Children living happily
Swedes, Finns, Turks, Romanians
British, Germans, Canadians
Philippines, Italians too
We have many things to do
How am i alike to you"
Especially the last line doesn't sound quite right.
Many appreciations for your work,
Gheorghe Ion
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: "George Ion" <geion@verizon.net>
To: <secretary.hh@de.cisv.org>
Cc:
Date: Tue, 7 Oct 2008 06:36:38 -0700
Subject: Fw: Fwd: Question
Hello
I wasn't lucky contacting the global site. Please read the following thread and help me if you can.
George Ion
----- Original Message -----
From: Bertil Hron
To: geion@verizon.net
Sent: Tuesday, October 07, 2008 5:07 AM
Subject: Re: Fwd: Question
Dear Gheorghe,
Thank you very much for your e-mail. It is good to hear that, after so many years, you are still thinking of your CISV experience.
First of all, as regards names and addresses we are not able to give out personal details about participants. However, we recommend that your register on the CISV Friends website ( http://friends.cisv.org) and claim participation in your Village (V-1972-006), and in doing so, possibly make contact with other people who participated in your programme.
By registering on the CISV Friends website you will also receive regular links to CISV publications such as CISV News and the CISV Annual Review.
Secondly, I am afraid we do not have the specific information you are requesting as related to excursion destinations.
Thirdly, as for the lyrics you provided, these appear to have been specific to your programme. Sometimes in the different programmes the lyrics of the CISV song and other songs are adapted by the participants to fit their programme or as part of a performance for a public occasions such as Open Day.
The official lyrics of the CISV Song are these:
The CISV Song (Kathleen Milne/Bjarne Kirk)
Here in this village you may see
Children living happily
Different race and different land
Here we come to understand
One another’s point of view
Learning through the things we do
How alike am I to you
Here we live and eat and sleep
Talk and laugh and sometimes weep
Here we share our hopes and fears
Build a bridge across the years
Sow a seed and plant a tree
Beneath whose branches there may be
All the nations gathered free
That our children so may grow
In a world we did not know
Sharing all they have to give
Learning how to love and live
In our hands the future lies
Seize the moment ‘ere it flies
Stamp the present with an act
Dare to make our dream a fact
Cheers,
Bebbe
Tuesday, 7 October 2008
03/31/1972 Don't know if i wrote above about holding hands while singing the version of the song written first above. Stumbled across a picture today. At the end of the song we were turning around while still holding hands forming a circle eacg facing outside and only then we were breaking with hands throwing them towards ground.
From: "George Ion" <geion@verizon.net>
To: < international@cisv.org>
Cc:
Date: Sun, 5 Oct 2008 22:20:17 -0700
Subject: Question
Gheorghe Ion
6810 SW Hall Blvd #16
Beaverton, OR, 97008
geion@verizon.net
503-367-3377
Hello
In 1972 when i was twelve I've been in a CISV camp in Kisdorf, near Hamburg, Germany, sent by the communist regime in Romania.
The exact location is Ulmenhof in Kisdorf, as shown below. It's probably a school now.
http://www.panoramio.com/photo/4659551
Seeing that picture triggered lots of memories.
I never quite understood why me, because there were many other eligibile (children of the communist elite), like the other three kids in the Romanian delegation. I never quite understood why an organization like yours would invite children from the communist countries, since the only ones that would benefit would be the children of the above elite, with few exceptions.
Not speaking any international language, except for a few french words made it tough for us, almost traumatizing. We weren't able to communicate with the other kids. I remember quite vividly Klauss, the director of the camp asking me severeal times in French: "Pourquoi tu es toujour si seul ?". That made me feel somewhat guilty.
I also have nice memories from there, like driving a car for the first time in my life (a Renault 4 owned or rented by Olaf from Sweden) and being saved from drowning in an Olympic size swimming pool. (I was a poor swimmer at that time.)
Also dancing for the first time in the dark in a "discoteque" with the chef's daughter, Suzanna (I don't know the exact spelling) organized by a couple of local german guys that were hanging around. I think one of them was the son of a prominent local CISV member.
I remember once Klauss filmed me with a nice camera with zoom I also played with and during projection, the film jammed and I saw my image catching fire on the screen.
I am asking your help in consolidating the memories of those days with the complete list of the sites visited and a list of the staff present in the camp with their qualifications.
As I said I didn't speak any English at the time. But from singing the camp's song every morning, i memorized the words and reconstructed the lyrics later on. Please confirm that this was the camp's song lyrics.
"Here in this village you may see
Children living happily
Swedes, Finns, Turks, Romanians
British, Germans, Canadians
Philippines, Italians too
We have many things to do
How am i alike to you"
Especially the last line doesn't sound quite right.
Many appreciations for your work,
Gheorghe Ion
---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: "George Ion" <geion@verizon.net>
To: <secretary.hh@de.cisv.org>
Cc:
Date: Tue, 7 Oct 2008 06:36:38 -0700
Subject: Fw: Fwd: Question
Hello
I wasn't lucky contacting the global site. Please read the following thread and help me if you can.
George Ion
----- Original Message -----
From: Bertil Hron
To: geion@verizon.net
Sent: Tuesday, October 07, 2008 5:07 AM
Subject: Re: Fwd: Question
Dear Gheorghe,
Thank you very much for your e-mail. It is good to hear that, after so many years, you are still thinking of your CISV experience.
First of all, as regards names and addresses we are not able to give out personal details about participants. However, we recommend that your register on the CISV Friends website ( http://friends.cisv.org) and claim participation in your Village (V-1972-006), and in doing so, possibly make contact with other people who participated in your programme.
By registering on the CISV Friends website you will also receive regular links to CISV publications such as CISV News and the CISV Annual Review.
Secondly, I am afraid we do not have the specific information you are requesting as related to excursion destinations.
Thirdly, as for the lyrics you provided, these appear to have been specific to your programme. Sometimes in the different programmes the lyrics of the CISV song and other songs are adapted by the participants to fit their programme or as part of a performance for a public occasions such as Open Day.
The official lyrics of the CISV Song are these:
The CISV Song (Kathleen Milne/Bjarne Kirk)
Here in this village you may see
Children living happily
Different race and different land
Here we come to understand
One another’s point of view
Learning through the things we do
How alike am I to you
Here we live and eat and sleep
Talk and laugh and sometimes weep
Here we share our hopes and fears
Build a bridge across the years
Sow a seed and plant a tree
Beneath whose branches there may be
All the nations gathered free
That our children so may grow
In a world we did not know
Sharing all they have to give
Learning how to love and live
In our hands the future lies
Seize the moment ‘ere it flies
Stamp the present with an act
Dare to make our dream a fact
Cheers,
Bebbe
Tuesday, 7 October 2008
03/31/1972 Don't know if i wrote above about holding hands while singing the version of the song written first above. Stumbled across a picture today. At the end of the song we were turning around while still holding hands forming a circle eacg facing outside and only then we were breaking with hands throwing them towards ground.
Sunday, June 10, 2012
Minimalism, Racism, Witchcraft
Minimalism is good in certain situations especially in art or when trying
to isolate a causality chain but one should be careful when thinking and
building theories which is actually reality modelling when the tiniest
missing argument can lead to the opposite of the true model.
I'm thinking here about racism, which is an example of reality modeling that emerges only from frustration and wrong thinking after a day's, week's, month's or lifetime brain exhausting self exploiting joy denying work and it is a cheap way of releasing that frustration by thinking yourself a philosopher, judge and executioner or helper and falling into the temptation of over minimalism, when tired and missing the physiological capacity of thinking clearly and trying to eliminate the tiny, parasitic, "not important" points.
Or in some categories that don't even work, it's just the bad habit.
And no theory or philosophy could ever model the unpredictability of one thinking consequentially thus changing his mind every time he turns his head and see something that wasn't in his mind a second before and the using of "well proved, memorized, situation solving" recipes which are actually models of situations that lack the refining through generalization and proven by logic.
And pointing the finger at those predictable as being idiots. They are only consistent which is the first step towards being reliable.
And no witchcraft system which is only a collection of mind, physiology and laws of biology exploiting techniques according to the above described long time acquired recipes could ever replace a verified, standing philosophical system built on logic even if not complete or only partially true.
I'm thinking here about racism, which is an example of reality modeling that emerges only from frustration and wrong thinking after a day's, week's, month's or lifetime brain exhausting self exploiting joy denying work and it is a cheap way of releasing that frustration by thinking yourself a philosopher, judge and executioner or helper and falling into the temptation of over minimalism, when tired and missing the physiological capacity of thinking clearly and trying to eliminate the tiny, parasitic, "not important" points.
Or in some categories that don't even work, it's just the bad habit.
And no theory or philosophy could ever model the unpredictability of one thinking consequentially thus changing his mind every time he turns his head and see something that wasn't in his mind a second before and the using of "well proved, memorized, situation solving" recipes which are actually models of situations that lack the refining through generalization and proven by logic.
And pointing the finger at those predictable as being idiots. They are only consistent which is the first step towards being reliable.
And no witchcraft system which is only a collection of mind, physiology and laws of biology exploiting techniques according to the above described long time acquired recipes could ever replace a verified, standing philosophical system built on logic even if not complete or only partially true.
Saturday, June 9, 2012
Mândră Corabia, Meşter Cârmaciul
Şi ce subliminal cânta...
Sunt mai multe corelaţii de nume în melodia asta foarte devreme în istoria comunismului în România, în care dacă vă amintiţi totul era planificat. Pe cât timp planificat? Asta încă nu ştim exact...
Dar ascultând am dat în alt subiect, mi se pare mie sau nu vocea Doinei sună ca un ... theremin iar basul şi schimbările de chei din cele două melodii sunt cam la fel?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bashi-bazouk
"A bashi-bazouk or bashibazouk (Turkish başıbozuk, or delibaş, literally "damaged head", meaning "free headed", "leaderless", "disorderly") was an irregular soldier of the Ottoman army. They were particularly noted for their lack of discipline."
De ce: Când avea câţiva ani, destui ca să-mi amintesc, bunicul meu adoptiv din Storojineţ, "Buţu" (de la bunicuţu) Dumezeu să-l ierte, care vorbea 4 limbi, română, germană, rusă şi ucraineană şi a fost 6 ani în război, când de-o parte când de alta, imparţial ca tot românul, de câte ori eram obraznic aşa îmi spunea, başbuzuc. Termenul nu ştiu de ce mă ofensa foarte mult şi mi s-a săpat undeva într-o cale neuronală şi câteodată iese la suprafaţă, mai ales când citesc ştiri din România de azi şi nu numai.
Thursday, June 7, 2012
Ciudăţenii cotidiene, Daily Weird
Azi am descoperit că vibraţia de la frigiderul uriaş de 25 ani se
transmite prin podea alături în baie unde face să vibreze uşile de sticlă
culisante de la cadă. Uşa de la baie este formată din două placaje care
dacă le apeşi uşor cu un deget se deformează cam un cm. Pereţii din
jurul uşii de la baie panourile adică nu sunt strânse bine în perete am impresia că le lipsesc nişte şuruburi şi
vibrează şi alea pe mai multe frecvenţe, toate joase în jur de 10 Hz.
Chiar la Bacău ţin minte podeaua de la bucătărie când călcam se mişca
puţin.
Am impresia că orice casă vibrează, mai ales astea de aici care sunt din schelet de lemn cu panouri de ghips dar dacă nici nu sunt strânse şuruburile alea de panouri sau lipsesc şuruburi... La balcon este o uşă culisantă de sticlă uriaşă cu o pereche statică total de 2 pe 2 metri care şi alea dacă le apeşi cu degetul se deformează. În dormitor este o debara cu uşi culisante din PFL de 5 mm cât peretele de lângă baie, care vibrează şi aia.
Ştiam de câteva zile că pereţii vibrează şi am făcut legătura cu apăsarea din ureche şi ameţeala şi dorinţa de a pleca din casă dar nu am făcut legătura cu uşile culisante de sticlă de la cada de la baie şi frigiderul decât ieri seara, când a pornit frigiderul şi am simţit apăsarea aia în ureche şi dorinţa de a ieşi afară.
Plus că frigiderul vibrează şi pe ultrasunete, tot timpul îmi ţiuie urechile. Deşi am izolat zona în care se face detenta freonului şi în genereal toată suspensia circuitului freonului cu cauciuc siliconic din ăla scump pentru izolat marginea la cada de baie. Scăzuse mult atunci, dar acum mi se pare că a revenit iar la un nivel maxim. Tot spatele frigiderului este închis acum cu PAL fonoabsorbant cam la 20 cm distanţă şi eu aud acum armonici mai joase de la ultrasunete poate peste 10 kHz cam la 20 dB la vreo 4 metri de el. Acum când scriu rândul acesta au scăzut brusc cam la jumătate. Oare să aibă vreo legătură cu maşinile vecinelor de scară care parchează totdeauna strâmb, dar numai în 2 sau 3 poziţii, mereu aceleaşi, cu precizie?
Deci azi am tot mutat frigiderul prin casă, este lângă peretele de la vecini ca să pun nişte PAL fonoabsorbant sub el şi în spatele lui şi ghici pe cine cred că am văzut ieşind de la scara vecină, cu perucă blondă, şi s-a urcat într-un minivan după care s-a urcat în altă maşină, o Hondă mai mică şi mai veche şi a plecat deşi am impresia că venise cu o a 3-a maşină, un Dodge gri din ăla nou lăsat pe jos?
Aceeaşi persoană cu care cred că am vorbit azi pe la 11:30 la Allied Waste Services, când am sunat să-i întreb de ce a venit camionul la tomberon a doua oară în aceeaşi zi?
A şi am uitat să spun, la un timp după ce m-am mutat am vrut să cumpăr alt frigider din banii mei dar agenţia imobiliară de la care închiriez apartamentul nu a fost de acord. Acest frigider valorează 0 dolari adică e un junk.
English:
Today i discovered that the vibration of the 25 years old huge refrigerator is transmitted through the floor and across the wall in the bathroom where it makes vibrate the glass sliding doors from the tube. The bathroom door is made out of 5mm fiberboard that easily deforms about 1 cm if you press lightly on it. The panels on the walls around bathroom door are not close enough to the frame and i am under impression there are missing or loose screws under paint, and they all vibrate on several frequencies, all under 10 Hz. I remember at Bacău, last place where i lived in Romania the floor in the kitchen was moving a little too when i was walking on it.
I am under the impression that any house vibrates, especially here where are made of wood frame covered with gypsum (drywall) panels especially if the screws are not tighten all the way or missing... At the balcony there is a huge sliding door paired with a static window that deform easily if you press with the finger right in the middle. In the bedroom there is a storage with huge sliding doors covering all the batthrom wall made of 5mm fibreboard that vibrate as well.
I knew for a few days now that the walls are vibrating but i couldn’t make the link with the pressure in the ears and dizziness and the urge to live the place until last night when the fridge’s compressor started and i started feeling the pressure and the need to live.
Today i moved the fridge around so i can install some fonoabsorbant (loose fiberboard) panels underneath and around the back of it and than guess who i think i saw leaving from the other entrance of the building, where my neighbours on the other side of the wall next to where the fridge is are, with blonde wig and got into a minivan than switched into an older, smaller Honda and left although i think she came into one of those newer, low, grey Dodge?
The two entrances and the corresponding apartments do not communicate, at least at the upper level, where i live, from what i know. The weirdest part is the apartment right beneath me is vacant since last September with the blinds tightly covering the windows so no light can go in our out and i didn't see anybody getting in or out either for so many month.
I forgot to say that shortly after i moved here i wanted to buy another fridge from my own money but the real estate agency that i rent from did not agree although this fridge is not worth any money, being a total piece of junk.
There is at least one distinguishable harmonic from the @4 Hz main frequency but i don't have the necessary instruments to investigate what that frequency is. Maybe if i had a video editing program installed, maybe i should try download one. Probably is a frequency most harmful when vibrating out of phase with Earth electric resonance frequency, the so called Schumann frequency, at 7.89 Hz, that would be the double of what i'm counting using the clock from the wall? The sliding door have a metal frame as well so...
Maybe that's why they're slamming the doors for... To kick start a vibration that is out or in phase with Earth electric standing waves?
Now i read in wikipedia that 60 Hz is the eighth harmonic of the Schumann. Why in Europe they use 50 Hz and in the United States 60? Which one is healthier?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schumann_resonances
Somebody please tell me what the hell is going on...
Am impresia că orice casă vibrează, mai ales astea de aici care sunt din schelet de lemn cu panouri de ghips dar dacă nici nu sunt strânse şuruburile alea de panouri sau lipsesc şuruburi... La balcon este o uşă culisantă de sticlă uriaşă cu o pereche statică total de 2 pe 2 metri care şi alea dacă le apeşi cu degetul se deformează. În dormitor este o debara cu uşi culisante din PFL de 5 mm cât peretele de lângă baie, care vibrează şi aia.
Ştiam de câteva zile că pereţii vibrează şi am făcut legătura cu apăsarea din ureche şi ameţeala şi dorinţa de a pleca din casă dar nu am făcut legătura cu uşile culisante de sticlă de la cada de la baie şi frigiderul decât ieri seara, când a pornit frigiderul şi am simţit apăsarea aia în ureche şi dorinţa de a ieşi afară.
Plus că frigiderul vibrează şi pe ultrasunete, tot timpul îmi ţiuie urechile. Deşi am izolat zona în care se face detenta freonului şi în genereal toată suspensia circuitului freonului cu cauciuc siliconic din ăla scump pentru izolat marginea la cada de baie. Scăzuse mult atunci, dar acum mi se pare că a revenit iar la un nivel maxim. Tot spatele frigiderului este închis acum cu PAL fonoabsorbant cam la 20 cm distanţă şi eu aud acum armonici mai joase de la ultrasunete poate peste 10 kHz cam la 20 dB la vreo 4 metri de el. Acum când scriu rândul acesta au scăzut brusc cam la jumătate. Oare să aibă vreo legătură cu maşinile vecinelor de scară care parchează totdeauna strâmb, dar numai în 2 sau 3 poziţii, mereu aceleaşi, cu precizie?
Deci azi am tot mutat frigiderul prin casă, este lângă peretele de la vecini ca să pun nişte PAL fonoabsorbant sub el şi în spatele lui şi ghici pe cine cred că am văzut ieşind de la scara vecină, cu perucă blondă, şi s-a urcat într-un minivan după care s-a urcat în altă maşină, o Hondă mai mică şi mai veche şi a plecat deşi am impresia că venise cu o a 3-a maşină, un Dodge gri din ăla nou lăsat pe jos?
Aceeaşi persoană cu care cred că am vorbit azi pe la 11:30 la Allied Waste Services, când am sunat să-i întreb de ce a venit camionul la tomberon a doua oară în aceeaşi zi?
A şi am uitat să spun, la un timp după ce m-am mutat am vrut să cumpăr alt frigider din banii mei dar agenţia imobiliară de la care închiriez apartamentul nu a fost de acord. Acest frigider valorează 0 dolari adică e un junk.
English:
Today i discovered that the vibration of the 25 years old huge refrigerator is transmitted through the floor and across the wall in the bathroom where it makes vibrate the glass sliding doors from the tube. The bathroom door is made out of 5mm fiberboard that easily deforms about 1 cm if you press lightly on it. The panels on the walls around bathroom door are not close enough to the frame and i am under impression there are missing or loose screws under paint, and they all vibrate on several frequencies, all under 10 Hz. I remember at Bacău, last place where i lived in Romania the floor in the kitchen was moving a little too when i was walking on it.
I am under the impression that any house vibrates, especially here where are made of wood frame covered with gypsum (drywall) panels especially if the screws are not tighten all the way or missing... At the balcony there is a huge sliding door paired with a static window that deform easily if you press with the finger right in the middle. In the bedroom there is a storage with huge sliding doors covering all the batthrom wall made of 5mm fibreboard that vibrate as well.
I knew for a few days now that the walls are vibrating but i couldn’t make the link with the pressure in the ears and dizziness and the urge to live the place until last night when the fridge’s compressor started and i started feeling the pressure and the need to live.
Today i moved the fridge around so i can install some fonoabsorbant (loose fiberboard) panels underneath and around the back of it and than guess who i think i saw leaving from the other entrance of the building, where my neighbours on the other side of the wall next to where the fridge is are, with blonde wig and got into a minivan than switched into an older, smaller Honda and left although i think she came into one of those newer, low, grey Dodge?
The two entrances and the corresponding apartments do not communicate, at least at the upper level, where i live, from what i know. The weirdest part is the apartment right beneath me is vacant since last September with the blinds tightly covering the windows so no light can go in our out and i didn't see anybody getting in or out either for so many month.
I forgot to say that shortly after i moved here i wanted to buy another fridge from my own money but the real estate agency that i rent from did not agree although this fridge is not worth any money, being a total piece of junk.
There is at least one distinguishable harmonic from the @4 Hz main frequency but i don't have the necessary instruments to investigate what that frequency is. Maybe if i had a video editing program installed, maybe i should try download one. Probably is a frequency most harmful when vibrating out of phase with Earth electric resonance frequency, the so called Schumann frequency, at 7.89 Hz, that would be the double of what i'm counting using the clock from the wall? The sliding door have a metal frame as well so...
Maybe that's why they're slamming the doors for... To kick start a vibration that is out or in phase with Earth electric standing waves?
Now i read in wikipedia that 60 Hz is the eighth harmonic of the Schumann. Why in Europe they use 50 Hz and in the United States 60? Which one is healthier?
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Schumann_resonances
Somebody please tell me what the hell is going on...
Sunday, June 3, 2012
Synchronization In The Human Cardiorespiratory System
Synchronization In The Human Cardiorespiratory System
Carsten Schafer,1,* Michael G. Rosenblum,1,† Hans-Henning Abel,2 and Jurgen Kurths1
Department of Physics, Potsdam University, Am Neuen Palais 10, Postfach 601553, D-14415 Potsdam, Germany
Department of Cardioanesthesiology, Stadtisches Klinikum Braunschweig, Braunschweig, Germany
Received 17 December 1998
We investigate synchronization between cardiovascular and respiratory systems in healthy humans under free-running conditions. For this aim we analyze nonstationary irregular bivariate data, namely, electrocardio-grams and measurements of respiratory flow. We briefly discuss a statistical approach to synchronization in noisy and chaotic systems and illustrate it with numerical examples; effects of phase and frequency locking are considered. Next, we present and discuss methods suitable for the detection of hidden synchronous epochs from such data. The analysis of the experimental records reveals synchronous regimes of different orders n:m and transitions between them; the physiological significance of this finding is discussed. S1063-651X 99 12407-3
PACS number s : 87.19.Hh, 87.17.Aa, 05.45. a
https://docs.google.com/open?id=0B-ShIhkErMIPSDJvOXVhU19EVkU
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Saturday, June 2, 2012
Surpassing The Limits of Offense
When i first came to US i got paranoid about an expression. Take care. It is an affectionate, familial form of letting someone know you care for them, used mostly in temporary, daily separation salutes. But to me, in the hurry (of translating) given by the multitude of initial traumas and stress due to the move, it sounded like a threat. (Now i know it was all "simulated, anticipated and under control").
Similar to what i felt yesterday when i saw on a "Oregon Cultural" vanity plate. B CARFULL. It shouldn't have affected me if even if i know it was not by accident that guy psychologically cornered me on the street.
But i see nowadays people getting and acting like being offended, by things that i say in the supposed intimacy of my living place.
Isn't this kinda of passing a new limit of hysteria, to get offended by overhearing and showing it, waiting for more reactions, in an endless "controlled" echo-logical, self-sustained loop (not to say by eavesdroping, because i might fall in a different keyword category)? Kinda like in organized stalking?
I was thinking adding the word mindless to the above phrase but i feel like it's already getting too complicated. But i think i learned a lot about what consequential behaviour is, which is probably a cousin of casual behaviour and the significance of the stage name of a Black Eyes Peas member, Will.I.Am.
And then something else came to my mind. A song i heard so many times while holding for Sony Customer Service Reps. in Laredo, Texas.
And then i realized, that's why so many people have GPS today, in their cars, on their smart-phones, cameras, everywhere.
Similar to what i felt yesterday when i saw on a "Oregon Cultural" vanity plate. B CARFULL. It shouldn't have affected me if even if i know it was not by accident that guy psychologically cornered me on the street.
But i see nowadays people getting and acting like being offended, by things that i say in the supposed intimacy of my living place.
Isn't this kinda of passing a new limit of hysteria, to get offended by overhearing and showing it, waiting for more reactions, in an endless "controlled" echo-logical, self-sustained loop (not to say by eavesdroping, because i might fall in a different keyword category)? Kinda like in organized stalking?
I was thinking adding the word mindless to the above phrase but i feel like it's already getting too complicated. But i think i learned a lot about what consequential behaviour is, which is probably a cousin of casual behaviour and the significance of the stage name of a Black Eyes Peas member, Will.I.Am.
And then something else came to my mind. A song i heard so many times while holding for Sony Customer Service Reps. in Laredo, Texas.
And then i realized, that's why so many people have GPS today, in their cars, on their smart-phones, cameras, everywhere.
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Saturday, May 26, 2012
Keep Portland Weird
https://www.google.com/search?q=keep+portland+weird&source=lnms&tbm=isch&gws_rd=ssl
"Wyrd is a concept in Anglo-Saxon culture roughly corresponding to fate or personal destiny. The word is ancestral to Modern English weird, which retains its original meaning only dialectically."
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wyrd
Ethics in Germanic Neopaganism are guided by a concept of personal ørlög or wyrd, encompassing the notions of both fate and luck. The belief in Wyrd — a concept of fatalism or determinism,[12] similar to some Graeco-Roman concepts of destiny is a commonly held belief amongst most Germanic Neopagans.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Germanic_neopaganism
http://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/1/17/Amulet_Thor%27s_hammer_%28copy_of_find_from_Sk%C3%A5ne%29_2010-07-10.jpg
"Wyrd is a concept in Anglo-Saxon culture roughly corresponding to fate or personal destiny. The word is ancestral to Modern English weird, which retains its original meaning only dialectically."
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wyrd
Ethics in Germanic Neopaganism are guided by a concept of personal ørlög or wyrd, encompassing the notions of both fate and luck. The belief in Wyrd — a concept of fatalism or determinism,[12] similar to some Graeco-Roman concepts of destiny is a commonly held belief amongst most Germanic Neopagans.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Germanic_neopaganism
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Tuesday, May 22, 2012
Organized Stalking
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=organized%20stalking
"Groups that participate are organized vigilante, cult style right-wing hate groups. Unfortunately, to make matters worse these groups are protected by police officers who are actually members of right wing extremist groups. Of course not all police officers participate, but rather than expose one of their own officers who are members or know these groups personally, they will remain silent. The officers who do participate will go as far as making a victim appear insane or mentally ill to shut them up, and destroy that persons credibility so no one will be able to defend themselves. They do this by using the power of law enforcement, and taking a person against their will, to a hospital that will give them a psychiatric exam. Corrupt psychiatrist also lie, and cover up the crime as well. Now that they are powerless, none will listen. Further destroying the targeted individuals reputation."
http://www.antigangstalkingnetwork.20fr.com/index.html
What authority in its right mind would accept those exists, anyway.
But what is described above is children's play.
Here are a couple of examples of what's happening to me on daily basis. There are rare moments when i don't hear above or see a plane from the windows, most of the time with the engine revved up and flaps down all the way, making the most possible noise at the lowest speed. One can use the site http://webtrak.bksv.com/pdx to see what's happening at any moment in the past except for the last two hours during day time above the Eagle Crest dr at the western border between Lake Oswego and Portland, Oregon. The speed for a craft is not displayed, but from the map scale and the timer you can easily figure the speed, which sometime gets down to 70-80 mph, above highly populated areas.
I'm going to describe below the flight of too helicopters i saw (and heard!) today. And i will try to continue to keep track on any violation on this blog.
One in the parking lot an WinCo Foods, Tigard, Oregon, and the other above the parking lot where i live, Lake Oswego, Oregon, the last one barely above the trees. WinCo is at about 300 ft above sea level and where i live i am at about 700 feet and the helicopters were at about 1100 something in both cases according to the webtrack site that unfortunately does not have the elevation of the terrain into the database like Google Earth. I didn't want to use the camera to give them the opportunity to say that i might use the flash bla bla. "Over congested areas, which could mean a city or a populous open-air event such as a football game, the FAA requires a minimum safe altitude of 1,000 feet above the highest obstacle within 2,000 horizontal feet of the aircraft" http://www.ehow.com/info_8385816_minimum-safe-altitudes-flying.html . "Because helicopters have the capability to hover, the FAA grants them a considerable exception to minimum safe altitude rules. Helicopters may operate below the minimums provided they are not endangering persons or property on the ground and as long as they are in accordance with any specific routes or altitudes prescribed by the FAA in particular areas, such as controlled airspace over cities or around airports." But the last helicopter almost touched the trees and the cell phone tower on the top of the hill about 300 feet W from where i live and that is at about 1000 ft. And the one at WinCo honestly seemed at about 300 ft above the store, and would not the first time when webtrack is mistaking. Click on the pictures to see them enlarged.
There was a construction job going on across the street for about two weeks. Actually i can hear a hammer right now.
The garbage company does not take care of the dumpster that is 30 feet from my window. I cleaned it last week and put some dolomite mineral at the bottom for disinfection and in a few hours it 25% of it was filled with open, spilled bags of garbage already fermented probably coming from somewhere else. I wrote in an email about it and yesterday i saw it was filled with nicely closed white bags all the way to the top so no one could see what happened. Every morning when i have a meal ready to eat for me when i'm alone or with my wife, at any hour, the truck of the garbage company comes, hits the bumper speed in front of the window, shakes the house and then empty the dumpster 30 feet away. No matter how little dust is on the walls, some falls into the food.
The people at the apartments across the street cut a couple of big trees, two to three weeks ago milled them and the left the mulch in two big piles about 5 ft tall next to the side-walk. After 3 weeks, they stink like yeast, so is everything inside the apartment.
And sometimes at night some people are burning garbage or probably even drugs in stoves, or in cars in the neighbourhood. Some times my cars smell strangely after i drive them, i suspect somebody puts things on the exhaust so when it gets hot start smelling to say i am doing it so they have a "reason" to retaliate. The Police once told me that in the building some people have medical marijuana permits and that's the reason of the strange smell that gets into my apartment. The apartment is filled with cigarette smoke from the ground level neighbor anyway most of the time. One night when the place was filled with smoke i went outside and saw a garage with an opened door. When i looked inside, there was a round heater glowing red and a small pile of some substance smoking on the concrete floor. That's where the smoke was coming.
There is always a larger than normal number of cars on the street or patrolling in the parking lot. Delivery or various service trucks that get "lost" or "looking for an address".
But for all this to happen, they probably need feedback. Accelerometers from computer hard drives or mice can make good sensors. They can even be used to input very limited but decisive information in you computer instructing it to start a certain program giving them "more reasons to retaliate". If they have access to an apartment for invented reasons, they can install software on the computers that can do or track various things including sounds, vitals signs or EM fields. Environmental EM frequencies can be used to activate any microphone in any device, especially when turned off. A simple wire hanging loose can become a microphone activated by environmental residual EM frequencies. Cell phones can be easily hacked. Etc. Some of these things probably happen at different levels in their organizations and probably the lower levels don't know some of them.
"Groups that participate are organized vigilante, cult style right-wing hate groups. Unfortunately, to make matters worse these groups are protected by police officers who are actually members of right wing extremist groups. Of course not all police officers participate, but rather than expose one of their own officers who are members or know these groups personally, they will remain silent. The officers who do participate will go as far as making a victim appear insane or mentally ill to shut them up, and destroy that persons credibility so no one will be able to defend themselves. They do this by using the power of law enforcement, and taking a person against their will, to a hospital that will give them a psychiatric exam. Corrupt psychiatrist also lie, and cover up the crime as well. Now that they are powerless, none will listen. Further destroying the targeted individuals reputation."
http://www.antigangstalkingnetwork.20fr.com/index.html
What authority in its right mind would accept those exists, anyway.
But what is described above is children's play.
Here are a couple of examples of what's happening to me on daily basis. There are rare moments when i don't hear above or see a plane from the windows, most of the time with the engine revved up and flaps down all the way, making the most possible noise at the lowest speed. One can use the site http://webtrak.bksv.com/pdx to see what's happening at any moment in the past except for the last two hours during day time above the Eagle Crest dr at the western border between Lake Oswego and Portland, Oregon. The speed for a craft is not displayed, but from the map scale and the timer you can easily figure the speed, which sometime gets down to 70-80 mph, above highly populated areas.
I'm going to describe below the flight of too helicopters i saw (and heard!) today. And i will try to continue to keep track on any violation on this blog.
One in the parking lot an WinCo Foods, Tigard, Oregon, and the other above the parking lot where i live, Lake Oswego, Oregon, the last one barely above the trees. WinCo is at about 300 ft above sea level and where i live i am at about 700 feet and the helicopters were at about 1100 something in both cases according to the webtrack site that unfortunately does not have the elevation of the terrain into the database like Google Earth. I didn't want to use the camera to give them the opportunity to say that i might use the flash bla bla. "Over congested areas, which could mean a city or a populous open-air event such as a football game, the FAA requires a minimum safe altitude of 1,000 feet above the highest obstacle within 2,000 horizontal feet of the aircraft" http://www.ehow.com/info_8385816_minimum-safe-altitudes-flying.html . "Because helicopters have the capability to hover, the FAA grants them a considerable exception to minimum safe altitude rules. Helicopters may operate below the minimums provided they are not endangering persons or property on the ground and as long as they are in accordance with any specific routes or altitudes prescribed by the FAA in particular areas, such as controlled airspace over cities or around airports." But the last helicopter almost touched the trees and the cell phone tower on the top of the hill about 300 feet W from where i live and that is at about 1000 ft. And the one at WinCo honestly seemed at about 300 ft above the store, and would not the first time when webtrack is mistaking. Click on the pictures to see them enlarged.
There was a construction job going on across the street for about two weeks. Actually i can hear a hammer right now.
The garbage company does not take care of the dumpster that is 30 feet from my window. I cleaned it last week and put some dolomite mineral at the bottom for disinfection and in a few hours it 25% of it was filled with open, spilled bags of garbage already fermented probably coming from somewhere else. I wrote in an email about it and yesterday i saw it was filled with nicely closed white bags all the way to the top so no one could see what happened. Every morning when i have a meal ready to eat for me when i'm alone or with my wife, at any hour, the truck of the garbage company comes, hits the bumper speed in front of the window, shakes the house and then empty the dumpster 30 feet away. No matter how little dust is on the walls, some falls into the food.
The people at the apartments across the street cut a couple of big trees, two to three weeks ago milled them and the left the mulch in two big piles about 5 ft tall next to the side-walk. After 3 weeks, they stink like yeast, so is everything inside the apartment.
And sometimes at night some people are burning garbage or probably even drugs in stoves, or in cars in the neighbourhood. Some times my cars smell strangely after i drive them, i suspect somebody puts things on the exhaust so when it gets hot start smelling to say i am doing it so they have a "reason" to retaliate. The Police once told me that in the building some people have medical marijuana permits and that's the reason of the strange smell that gets into my apartment. The apartment is filled with cigarette smoke from the ground level neighbor anyway most of the time. One night when the place was filled with smoke i went outside and saw a garage with an opened door. When i looked inside, there was a round heater glowing red and a small pile of some substance smoking on the concrete floor. That's where the smoke was coming.
There is always a larger than normal number of cars on the street or patrolling in the parking lot. Delivery or various service trucks that get "lost" or "looking for an address".
But for all this to happen, they probably need feedback. Accelerometers from computer hard drives or mice can make good sensors. They can even be used to input very limited but decisive information in you computer instructing it to start a certain program giving them "more reasons to retaliate". If they have access to an apartment for invented reasons, they can install software on the computers that can do or track various things including sounds, vitals signs or EM fields. Environmental EM frequencies can be used to activate any microphone in any device, especially when turned off. A simple wire hanging loose can become a microphone activated by environmental residual EM frequencies. Cell phones can be easily hacked. Etc. Some of these things probably happen at different levels in their organizations and probably the lower levels don't know some of them.
Friday, May 18, 2012
Nicson, Ceauşescu
"President Nixon announced today he is going to be the first US chief executive to visit a Communist country - Romania."
http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=6NcvAAAAIBAJ&sjid=Q1cDAAAAIBAJ&pg=4159,5961914&dq=nixon+romania+visit&hl=en
"Ceausescu agreed with Nixon that there were basic differences in the two governments and said these differences had caused problems in the past. But, he assured Nixon, there were still grounds for cooperation between the United States and Romania in scientific and cultural development. "
http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=5FozAAAAIBAJ&sjid=iDIHAAAAIBAJ&pg=4207,2172498&dq=nixon+romania&hl=en
https://www.google.com/search?pz=1&cf=all&ned=us&hl=en&tbm=nws&gl=us&as_q=nixon%20rumania%20visit&as_occt=any&as_drrb=a&tbs=ar%3A1&authuser=0#hl=en&gl=us&authuser=0&tbs=ar:1&tbm=nws&sa=X&psj=1&ei=kiixT5ytN-uWiQfGjJX2CA&ved=0CDMQBSgA&q=nixon+romania+visit&spell=1&bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.r_qf.,cf.osb&fp=b63f0232fc7dce2f&biw=1028&bih=544
http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=6NcvAAAAIBAJ&sjid=Q1cDAAAAIBAJ&pg=4159,5961914&dq=nixon+romania+visit&hl=en
"Ceausescu agreed with Nixon that there were basic differences in the two governments and said these differences had caused problems in the past. But, he assured Nixon, there were still grounds for cooperation between the United States and Romania in scientific and cultural development. "
http://news.google.com/newspapers?id=5FozAAAAIBAJ&sjid=iDIHAAAAIBAJ&pg=4207,2172498&dq=nixon+romania&hl=en
https://www.google.com/search?pz=1&cf=all&ned=us&hl=en&tbm=nws&gl=us&as_q=nixon%20rumania%20visit&as_occt=any&as_drrb=a&tbs=ar%3A1&authuser=0#hl=en&gl=us&authuser=0&tbs=ar:1&tbm=nws&sa=X&psj=1&ei=kiixT5ytN-uWiQfGjJX2CA&ved=0CDMQBSgA&q=nixon+romania+visit&spell=1&bav=on.2,or.r_gc.r_pw.r_qf.,cf.osb&fp=b63f0232fc7dce2f&biw=1028&bih=544
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
Băsescu şi flota
Cred că ştiu ce a făcut Băsescu cu flota. A vândut-o la preţuri normale şi a băgat banii în corupţia din România băi frate şi cât a fost primar la Bucureşti şi-a construit în linişte viitorul de preşedinte. Nu vă speriaţi că am impresia că nu mai scăpaţi vreodată de el şi de ai lui. You can't escape the başçavuş escu.
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Başçavuş
În răspuns la http://hydepark.ro/articol/articol/despre-cultul-lui-ceausescu-elefantiazisul-servilismului-507.html
Nu pot să scriu asta ca un comentariu în acel Hyde Park românesc (http://hydepark.ro/) că nu ştim cine/dacă ne aude sau ne citeşte. Şi s-ar putea să iasă chiar mai lung decât un comentariu.
Deci să trecem la treburi serioase, dimineaţa, cu mintea limpede şi anima goală, dacă ne ajută glicemia şi mai lasă vecinii(le) uşile din trântit. Ok, cea cu Mercedesul a plecat, în scârţâit de curea de alternator. Mai e Jeepul şi după aia e linişte.
Mi-am notat în vocabular cuvintele neştiute din articol, din care unul îmi stăruie în memorie. Din alea care îţi pun de obicei piedică în elanul gândirii într-un text. Ubicuu. L-am auzit şi pe la noi. Gata, pe ăsta îl caut în dicţionar. Un alt cuvânt pentru omniprezent. O fi vreo nuanţă acolo dar nu avem timp.
Începusem ieri să scriu într-un comentariu. M-am gândit la chestia asta mai demult. Cândva, în şcoala generală, ne-au învăţat despre inducţia matematică. La şiruri. Deci pui o ipoteză şi o verifici pe următorul termen. Cred că pentru oameni disperaţi, care nu mai au altă şansă, se poate încerca şi la istorie.
Când nu mai putem descâlci ce au făcut înaintaşii noştri, nu de alta, dar ca să nu o repetăm, vorba înţeleptului. Ca să ieşim din ciclu. Când nu vrea să ne spună nimeni nimic.
A şi să nu uit. Apropo de cuvinte. Ele pot să ne spună multe despre trecut. Din etimologia unui cuvânt (nu) poţi rupe istoria formării lui. Într-o zi când nu aveam ceva mai bun de făcut m-am uitat prin dicţionare. Acu este google translate şi ne ajută el. Oare nimeni, chiar nimeni nu a avut nimic de spus până acum despre etimologia numelui fostului omniprezent? Atât de omniprezent că ni s-au saturat creierele la toţi, numele lui devenise un cuvânt comun care a săpat cărări adânci prin creţii creierilor noştri şi aşa aburiţi şi nu s-a mai gândit nimeni la ciudăţenie. Dar cei din lumea liberă nu s-au gândit?
Ia să scoatem şi spell check-ul automat că se blochează cursorul. Gata.
çavuş http://translate.google.com/#tr|ro|%C3%A7avu%C5%9F = sergent, se pronunţă ceauş pentru cei ce nu vor să clicăie
nu ne putem abţine aici să aducem în atenţie şi alte câteva cuvinte turceşti dacă tot eram la google translate
başçavuş http://translate.google.com/#tr|en|ba%C5%9F%C3%A7avu%C5%9F = sergent major
Yüzbaşı http://translate.google.com/#tr|ro|y%C3%BCzba%C5%9F%C4%B1 = căpitan
manì. http://dexonline.ro/definitie/manea (ăsta nu era în google translate dar ne bazăm puţin acu şi pe http://dexonline.ro.
şi e o listă întreagă de grade din armata turcă care au ca rădăcină cuvântul çavuş, iar baş (LOL) înseamnă ceva ca şef in turcă! (Unde întoarcem capul dăm iar peste politică, nu se poate fără ea)
Gata nu vă speriaţi nu vreau să învăţăm aici împreună limba turcă ca Iorga de la Bucureşti la Giurgiu. Dar cred că v-aţi făcut o idee de ce vreau să spun. O listă mai lungă, de vreo 400 de cuvinte, o voi pune într-o postare separată, chiar uitasem, o am undeva, după un query pe site-ul http://dexonline.ro. Da, @400 de cuvinte din fondul lexical de bază românesc provine din turcă, cam cât din slavă etc.
Cu toate că numele mic al ubicuului a fost Nicolae, care e grecesc, chiar foarte comun în Grecia LOL de câte ori aud numele ăsta îmi aduc aminte de replica din film: ”Taki, Sophie, Kari, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, uh, Nikki, and I am Gus” Hă hă hă hă hă https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dyujnqFuBo iar numele lui ta-su a fost Andruţă, clar grec, da să nu uităm că şi grecii au fost sub turci, chiar puţin mai mult şi mai aproape decât noi.
Deci aplicând metoda inductivă cu aceste nume în gând şi gândindu-ne că Imperiul Otoman se mai chema şi Sublima Poartă, mai gândindu-ne că poate aceste nume chiar sunt nişte simboluri subliminale similare cu cele folosite de masonerie, dar întoarse pe dos, către vechiul răsărit, hai să construim ipoteza.
Comunismul în România la început a fost clar, ocupaţie, dar după aia, de ce nu, reciclat de locali şi folosit pe post de limbă de ceas pe care o întorci înapoi cu vreun secol şi încerci să restaurezi vechea ordine atât de înrădăcinată pe tulpina culturii româneşti, facând asta sub perdeaua prăfuită a dictaturii, după marea curăţenie făcută deja de sovietici.
Oare aşa o fi fost şi la ruşi, cu Stalin după Lenin?
Postarea domnului sus linkat m-a luat înainte, aveam două postări de scris despre chestia asta, una despre influenţa limbii turce în limba română şi alta despre originea comunismului. Asta sunt eu, nu mă pot abţine, bunicul meu îmi reproşa mereu că sunt nerăbdător. Dar am răbdat destul...
Şi oricum, articole/postări despre originea comunismului se scriu tot timpul în România, de 20 ani.
Deci uitându-ne la articol, (apropo, ”sursa puterii" nu era monolitul de partid ci armata de ocupaţie şi după aia securitatea). Conform ipotezei mele, ”moştenirea leninistă” normal, nu mai trebuia căci oricum nu mai vroiau ei să facă comunismul ci alte chestii totalitare. Normal că cei din lista deviaţioniştilor au fost eliminaţi fiindcă ei poate au fost comunişti (nu vreau să dezbat prea mult, toată lumea ştie că comunismul e o fomă de masonism). Dar cel mai bine verifică ipoteza mea fraza ”Ritualuri bizantine de glorificare erau astfel contopite cu pretenţii de ortodoxie marxist-leninista”. QED, nici nu mai merg mai departe.
Pentru cei cărora ce am scris mai sus le va suna a politică, am mai scris aceleaşi chestii cu ani în urmă, poate nu sintetizate astfel, în multe emailuri pe la prieteni.
Nu pot să scriu asta ca un comentariu în acel Hyde Park românesc (http://hydepark.ro/) că nu ştim cine/dacă ne aude sau ne citeşte. Şi s-ar putea să iasă chiar mai lung decât un comentariu.
Deci să trecem la treburi serioase, dimineaţa, cu mintea limpede şi anima goală, dacă ne ajută glicemia şi mai lasă vecinii(le) uşile din trântit. Ok, cea cu Mercedesul a plecat, în scârţâit de curea de alternator. Mai e Jeepul şi după aia e linişte.
Mi-am notat în vocabular cuvintele neştiute din articol, din care unul îmi stăruie în memorie. Din alea care îţi pun de obicei piedică în elanul gândirii într-un text. Ubicuu. L-am auzit şi pe la noi. Gata, pe ăsta îl caut în dicţionar. Un alt cuvânt pentru omniprezent. O fi vreo nuanţă acolo dar nu avem timp.
Începusem ieri să scriu într-un comentariu. M-am gândit la chestia asta mai demult. Cândva, în şcoala generală, ne-au învăţat despre inducţia matematică. La şiruri. Deci pui o ipoteză şi o verifici pe următorul termen. Cred că pentru oameni disperaţi, care nu mai au altă şansă, se poate încerca şi la istorie.
Când nu mai putem descâlci ce au făcut înaintaşii noştri, nu de alta, dar ca să nu o repetăm, vorba înţeleptului. Ca să ieşim din ciclu. Când nu vrea să ne spună nimeni nimic.
A şi să nu uit. Apropo de cuvinte. Ele pot să ne spună multe despre trecut. Din etimologia unui cuvânt (nu) poţi rupe istoria formării lui. Într-o zi când nu aveam ceva mai bun de făcut m-am uitat prin dicţionare. Acu este google translate şi ne ajută el. Oare nimeni, chiar nimeni nu a avut nimic de spus până acum despre etimologia numelui fostului omniprezent? Atât de omniprezent că ni s-au saturat creierele la toţi, numele lui devenise un cuvânt comun care a săpat cărări adânci prin creţii creierilor noştri şi aşa aburiţi şi nu s-a mai gândit nimeni la ciudăţenie. Dar cei din lumea liberă nu s-au gândit?
Ia să scoatem şi spell check-ul automat că se blochează cursorul. Gata.
çavuş http://translate.google.com/#tr|ro|%C3%A7avu%C5%9F = sergent, se pronunţă ceauş pentru cei ce nu vor să clicăie
nu ne putem abţine aici să aducem în atenţie şi alte câteva cuvinte turceşti dacă tot eram la google translate
başçavuş http://translate.google.com/#tr|en|ba%C5%9F%C3%A7avu%C5%9F = sergent major
Yüzbaşı http://translate.google.com/#tr|ro|y%C3%BCzba%C5%9F%C4%B1 = căpitan
manì. http://dexonline.ro/definitie/manea (ăsta nu era în google translate dar ne bazăm puţin acu şi pe http://dexonline.ro.
şi e o listă întreagă de grade din armata turcă care au ca rădăcină cuvântul çavuş, iar baş (LOL) înseamnă ceva ca şef in turcă! (Unde întoarcem capul dăm iar peste politică, nu se poate fără ea)
Gata nu vă speriaţi nu vreau să învăţăm aici împreună limba turcă ca Iorga de la Bucureşti la Giurgiu. Dar cred că v-aţi făcut o idee de ce vreau să spun. O listă mai lungă, de vreo 400 de cuvinte, o voi pune într-o postare separată, chiar uitasem, o am undeva, după un query pe site-ul http://dexonline.ro. Da, @400 de cuvinte din fondul lexical de bază românesc provine din turcă, cam cât din slavă etc.
Cu toate că numele mic al ubicuului a fost Nicolae, care e grecesc, chiar foarte comun în Grecia LOL de câte ori aud numele ăsta îmi aduc aminte de replica din film: ”Taki, Sophie, Kari, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, Nick, uh, Nikki, and I am Gus” Hă hă hă hă hă https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_dyujnqFuBo iar numele lui ta-su a fost Andruţă, clar grec, da să nu uităm că şi grecii au fost sub turci, chiar puţin mai mult şi mai aproape decât noi.
Deci aplicând metoda inductivă cu aceste nume în gând şi gândindu-ne că Imperiul Otoman se mai chema şi Sublima Poartă, mai gândindu-ne că poate aceste nume chiar sunt nişte simboluri subliminale similare cu cele folosite de masonerie, dar întoarse pe dos, către vechiul răsărit, hai să construim ipoteza.
Comunismul în România la început a fost clar, ocupaţie, dar după aia, de ce nu, reciclat de locali şi folosit pe post de limbă de ceas pe care o întorci înapoi cu vreun secol şi încerci să restaurezi vechea ordine atât de înrădăcinată pe tulpina culturii româneşti, facând asta sub perdeaua prăfuită a dictaturii, după marea curăţenie făcută deja de sovietici.
Oare aşa o fi fost şi la ruşi, cu Stalin după Lenin?
Postarea domnului sus linkat m-a luat înainte, aveam două postări de scris despre chestia asta, una despre influenţa limbii turce în limba română şi alta despre originea comunismului. Asta sunt eu, nu mă pot abţine, bunicul meu îmi reproşa mereu că sunt nerăbdător. Dar am răbdat destul...
Şi oricum, articole/postări despre originea comunismului se scriu tot timpul în România, de 20 ani.
Deci uitându-ne la articol, (apropo, ”sursa puterii" nu era monolitul de partid ci armata de ocupaţie şi după aia securitatea). Conform ipotezei mele, ”moştenirea leninistă” normal, nu mai trebuia căci oricum nu mai vroiau ei să facă comunismul ci alte chestii totalitare. Normal că cei din lista deviaţioniştilor au fost eliminaţi fiindcă ei poate au fost comunişti (nu vreau să dezbat prea mult, toată lumea ştie că comunismul e o fomă de masonism). Dar cel mai bine verifică ipoteza mea fraza ”Ritualuri bizantine de glorificare erau astfel contopite cu pretenţii de ortodoxie marxist-leninista”. QED, nici nu mai merg mai departe.
Pentru cei cărora ce am scris mai sus le va suna a politică, am mai scris aceleaşi chestii cu ani în urmă, poate nu sintetizate astfel, în multe emailuri pe la prieteni.