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Friday, August 10, 2012

Bela


M-am lămurit zilele acestea cât de puţini români înţeleg ce se întâmplă. Orice ar fi, nu cred că strică să aduc noi informaţii lămuritoare, chestii ce sunt de notorietate în alte ţări. Alte ţări mai aşezate, mai stabile, cu oameni mai maturi care pot să facă faţă acestor probleme. În idea că poate unii vor începe să extrapoleze ce spun eu pe aici şi la alte chestii pentru a-şi da seama de dimensiunea problemei.

De exemplu aici la nu ştiu ce post de radio era o reclama cu o firmă locală de lipo...sucţie Sono Bello. Un joc de cuvinte care în italiană înseamnă sunt frumos iar în engleză aproape sunet de clopot. În reclamă era alternat cuvântul Bello cu Bell iar pentru un vorbitor de italiana reprezenta aşa un fel de poticnire, Sono Bell. Dar mai rezonează şi cu Bela Lugosi, cel ce a dat viaţă, acum aproape 100 de ani personajului Dracula, într-un teatru pe Broadway, scos dintr-o carte care nici nu s-a vândut când a fost publicată prima dată. (De fapt vedeam recent la OPB un film despre Anglia şi chiar spunea prezentatorul, comandantul vasului rusesc Demeter care a eşuat în Anglia, cu care se presupune ca a ajuns Dracula acolo a existat, a fost arestat, într-adevăr, dar din cauză că era beat. LOL acu' m-am prins, şi aici coincidenţă?) Din cauză că şi aici ca şi în alte ţări (Dacă vă întreb repede cum îl cheamă pe actorul ăla răutăcios din Dallas, ce o să spuneţi, JR, nu Larry Hagmann? Cu alte cuvinte numele Lary Hagman va fi întotdeauna asociat cu JR, Patrick Duffy cu Bobby, etc.. Iar despre Sue Ellen, cine ştie cum o cheamă pe actriţă?) lumea de multe ori confundă actorul cu persoanjul, Bela este sinomim cumva cu Dracula. Normal, cineva ar spune aici că lumea a uitat acele reprezentări pe Broadway, normal, ar fi trebuit să le uite dar nu, nu le-a uitat şi aceasta este realitatea, de ce, nu ştiu exact. A normal au fost finanţate şi făcute atâtea filme cu Dracula de-a lungul timpului, am impresia că de pe vremea filmului mut. http://images.search.yahoo.com/search/images;_ylt=A2KJkIccjCVQezYAKSiJzbkF?p=dracula+poster&fr=sfp&ei=utf-8&n=30&x=wrt&y=Search

Şi Bela nu scapă nici o ocazie de a ieşi în public, de exemplu acum cu pierderea medaliei de bronz a lui Ponor, pentru că nu-i aşa, românii trebuie să ia argintul, silver, care rimează cu Transilvania şi SUV-ul SILVERADO şi cu multe alte lucruri pe care nu am curaj să le scriu aici. De fapt s-ar putea să regret şi ce am scris deja. (Chiar am auzit că celălalt Belu am uitat cu îl cheamă care antrenează zburătoarele noastre de la aparate, se retrage din antrenoriat împrenuă cu Mariana Bit-ang).

Există în Statele Unite o întreagă cultură vie, destinată lui Dracula. Întreţinută de anumite persoane. Iar unii români tineri care nu înţeleg ce se întâmplă glumesc ca tâmpiţii dându-se în spectacol, ca acesta să poată continua. De belea, bestial, etc.

Şi acum o întrebare către concetăţeni. De ce credeţi voi că îşi muşcă unii atleţi medaliile la olimpiadă? http://www.cnn.com/2012/08/09/living/olympians-bite-medals/index.html?hpt=hp_c2

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

Be-Belu or Be-Bela?

"There's a sucker born every minute"



It's been a long time since i saw the title of this publication that belongs to http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Medien_Holding.

I wanted to signal the reality of the fact that in US a lot of people still strongly associate the name Bela with the name of the actor who first incarnated Dracula about a century ago then maintained in the public's conscience throughout decades through movies and media.

Even right now there is an ongoing commercial on networks about a ... lip-o-suction local company named... Sono Bello!

For Romanians, there are no such associations as the movies about Dracula entered in their conscience only recently and they do not realize the consequences of these associations and the fact they are actually in the middle of it all.

I suspected for a longtime now that there is quite a long list of words in modern Romanian that have been introduced, tolerated by bribed scholars, used by some as little trendy "language endearments - alintări" (actually more in sarcastic phrases which denotes the non-fully acceptance of the terms) and slowly promoted in the mainstream of our culture mostly within advertisement without the majority realizing how damaging this may be.

The word bébé is borrowed from French alright. But why add a diminutive suffix to it then contract it under the pretext of familiar use to get it to this final shape and add it to the title of a well financed and advertised magazine for babies' stuff?

Is it again a coincidence that the name of the most important cemetery in Bucharest is again, Bellu?

As for the name Bela, it started with the ex and current trainers of our Olympics Gymnastics Team. Painstakingly, right under the ignorant nose of the ex-regime they probably made great efforts to get those two chosen, but through what lengths did they have to go to do it again with the new ones? Bitang, Bellu, Bitman. I remember the first time i said something about, within the next few days Octavian Bellu got a decoration from the President of Romania, Mr. Băsescu.

Don't get me wrong, they might be meritorious people, but this is how the bigger picture looks.

How many others words, names, people and instances of this sort, fruits of the decades of efforts to undermine our languages are they and will they ever be exposed and/or stopped?

Thursday, November 14, 2024

November 14

1:05 AM Flares. Producție, agent termic, motoare.

1:15 Love Sting stinks.

1:45 Remember what i said about Rome (Roma) named after Lord Rama? Romulus, history or legend?

2:50 Could it be politics are a form of polytheism? Cause once are nominated in a position, they become god like figures, with powers and stuff. They also embed attributes, each different ones, pretty much like the gods of the past did. Personification if not deification.

Tory vs Labour is like Titans against Olympics, for God's sake. Dumuzid against Innana, and generally old generation gods against newer ones... And they do fight each other and they certainly campaign.

2:55 No matter how crazy an idea it seems, should google it first...

4:15 Proiectul ratat.

11:40 Poly... what? Astoria choking.

11:45 Trump daily. Pulling the plug carpet on uncle Elon? Get used to it. It's gonna be 4 long years.

12:05 Simion, a darker version of Putin? (Picture above).

12:18 În sfârșit m-am prins. Silviu care prigonea "a murit" la Bran. One of the best known however not in his lifetime. We owe it all to Bela Lugosi. Because of him, Bela (Baal, Beelzebub) name became synonym with Dracula.

It was all a diverting flare. Silviu was also present at IMU under the name Mihai (forgot last name) from APT, i believe CNC programming group (together with Ovidiu). He used to be sarcastic, trying to be funny. For a while, he was on my side. He kept criticizing IT dept saying they use the computer as an old printer (tiparniță).

BTW, in the US the name combination Billie Jean is synonym with liar or lies, because of Michael Jackson song of course.

All part of the semantics transferences, woven during the time of a century.

1:00 Another one in today's news. Pata Physical.

1:35 Lotus

Thursday, April 10, 2014

Ministerul Dezvoltării Regionale şi al Administraţiei Publice

http://www.mdrap.ro/

M-am săturat de câte ori iese Dragnea cu vreo regionalizare (sau apare o poză de-a lui cu tot titlul) în media să tot repet aceleaşi chestii pe fb şi de aceea le scriu aici.

Căutam prin lista de guverne a României să văd când a apărut prima dată. (Atenţie, dacă folosiţi link-ul din acest paragraf, la fiecare guvern practic sunt două link-uri. Dacă se dă clic pe cuvântul Guvern, se obţine pagina Wikipedia a guvernului respectiv, iar dacă se dă clic pe numele primului ministru respectiv, se obţine un fel de biografie oficială din acel punct de vedere a persoanei respective. Deci practic pe acelaşi cuvânt - "Guvern" sunt link-uri diferite, la pagini de guverne diferite. Foarte neobişnuit, am să verific zilele acestea să văd dacă schimbă să schimb şi eu aici).

Mă uitam deci la  pagina guvernului Tăriceanu. Până la 5 aprilie 2007, 1 minister ale dezvoltării. La 5 aprilie 2007, au mai apărut 2 şi unul s-au transformat, deci în total, 4!
Ministrul agriculturii, pădurilor și dezvoltării ruraleGheorghe FluturPNL29 decembrie 2004 - 23 noiembrie2006
Dan MotreanuPNL6 decembrie 2006 - 5 aprilie 2007
Ministrul agriculturii și dezvoltării ruraleDecebal Traian RemeșPNL5 aprilie – 11 octombrie 2007
Dacian CioloșPNL11 octombrie 2007 – 22 decembrie 2008
Ministrul dezvoltării, lucrărilor publice și locuințelorLaszlo BorbelyUDMR5 aprilie 2007 - 22 decembrie2008
Ministrul mediului și dezvoltării durabileAttila KorodiUDMR5 aprilie 2007 - 22 decembrie2008
Ministru de stat pentru
coordonarea activităților
din domeniul culturii, învățământului
și integrării europene
Béla MarkóUDMR29 decembrie 2004 - 22 decembrie2008
şi o notă mică la sfârşit

^ La data de 5 aprilie 2007, Ministerul Integrării Europene a fost redenumit Ministerul Dezvoltării Regionale.

Deci ar fi trebuit scris în Wikipedia
Ministru de stat pentru
coordonarea activităților
din domeniul culturii, învățământului
și integrării europene
Béla MarkóUDMR29 decembrie 2004 - 5 aprilie 2007
Ministrul Dezvoltării Regionale.Béla MarkóUDMR5 aprilie 2007 - 22 decembrie2008
https://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guvernul_C%C4%83lin_Popescu-T%C4%83riceanu

Deci 4 ministere ale dezvoltării în guvernul Tăriceanu, după 5 aprilie 2007! (Cam câte neveste a avut LOL).

Din care unul al Dezvoltării Regionale.

Cu o singură problemă. Sate, păduri, agricultură, lucrări publice, locuinţe, durabilitate şi dezvoltare  în general, există. (LOL ce de-a ministere!) Dar şi atunci, ca şi acum, în România nu au existat regiuni.

Conform Constituţiei României,

ARTICOLUL 3

(1) Teritoriul României este inalienabil.

(2) Frontierele ţării sunt consfinţite prin lege organică, cu respectarea principiilor şi a celorlalte norme general admise ale dreptului internaţional.

(3) Teritoriul este organizat, sub aspect administrativ, în comune, oraşe şi judeţe. În condiţiile legii, unele oraşe sunt declarate municipii.

http://www.cdep.ro/pls/dic/site.page?den=act2_1&par1=1#t1c0s0a3

Cine au fost minştri la dezvoltarea (regiunilor).

Dintre toţi, găsesc clar numai la Elena Udrea. Bine şi Marko Bela care a fost şi primul.

Elena Udrea
Conventia PD-L 2013 - Elena Udrea (1).jpg

 Ministrul Dezvoltării Regionale și Turismului
În funcție
22 decembrie 2008 – 9 februarie 2012
Prim-ministruEmil Boc
Precedat deOvidiu Silaghi
Succedat deCristian Petrescu

http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Elena_Udrea

Pentru că nu a mai ocupat altă funcţie.

Tot pe pagina ei aflăm că probabil următorul ministru după Marko Bela care a fost de la înfiinţare şi sigur înaintea ei a fost Ovidiu Silaghi. Aceasta nu se confirmă pe pagina lui. Tot aici vedem că după Udrea a urmat Cristian Predescu. Paginile lor pot fi accesate pe link-urile de mai sus, adică clic pe numele lor scrise cu albastru.

A ok am mai găsit:

Vasile Blaga
Conventia PD-L 2013 - Vasile Blaga (2).jpg

 Președintele Partidului Democrat-Liberal
Deținător actual
Funcție asumată 
30 iunie 2012
Precedat deEmil Boc

...

Ministrul dezvoltării regionale și locuinței
În funcție
22 decembrie 2008 – 23 decembrie 2009
Prim-ministruEmil Boc
Succedat deElena Udrea

Acest minister, ca şi toţi miniştrii lui, este a fost, au fost și este (sunt) neconstituţional/i. Şi chiar dacă hai să zicem că deşi nu avem regiuni în Constituţie, ci doar în €*uropa, în care nu am intrat încă cu totul, putem să facem un Minister al Dezvoltării Regionale aşa, în principiu, mă uit la pagina de internet acestui minister şi văd deja hartă cu regiuni şi denumiri de regiuni. Deci acest minister luptă activ împotriva Constituţiei României, deşi este un minister al Guvernului României! Sau mă rog, anticipează modificarea ei care se poate sau nu se poate face prin referendum!

De altfel se ştie că cea mai importantă preocupare, prioritate și rost a lui Dragnea, care este şi vice prim-ministru, a fost şi este regionalizarea.

Deşi în sine nu este nimic ilegal în a promova o idee politică, nu cred că poţi să o faci conducând un minister care are ca scop promovarea acestei idei. LOL.

(Bine pe vrema lui Udrea se numea Ministrul Dezvoltării Regionale și Turismului. Faptul că este vorba de acelaşi minister se confirmă aici http://adevarul.ro/news/politica/duelul-udrea-dragnea-avut-bugetul-mai-mare-ministerul-dezvoltarii-1_534275860d133766a8923439/index.html)

(Bine tot ce scrie în articolul acesta este că se ceartă pe bani. (Probabil, nu l-am citit încă)).

Monday, September 17, 2012

Everything Bela

Today, Jezebel by Sade (pronunced şade, exactly like in Romanian)

Sunday, December 8, 2013

Romanian Church Directory (of Portland)

I did copy and paste here the Romanian Churches Directory of Portland, Oregon.

From http://www.romaniantimes.com/index.php/church-directory.html

I've done so because the resonance of names of pastors in different languages is intriguing to me. Few people realize how funny some names sound spelled in a different language. For Romanians, is ok, but in an online publication that may be accessed by the majority of this country, it has hilarious effects and not only. Sadly though, the high frequency of such names in this directory, suggest and at least for me, convince that they were chosen by a such criteria. By who, the leaders of the Romanian "Community" of Portland?

In a country where symbolism it is everywhere and highly prized, this cannot be a coincidence.

Do people that are in charge within the Romanian government with the image of Romania still spend Romanian taxpayer's money for this?

BISERICA ADVENTISTĂ DE ZIUA A ŞAPTEA Portland Oregon
Servicii divine:
Miercuri: 7 pm
Vineri: 8 pm
Sâmbăta: 9:30 am şi 6 pm
Pastor Daniel Ciobanu
16070 Halsey St,
Portland, OR 97230
tel 503-256-0873
tel 503-256-0734
cell 971- 998-2604

Cio Ban U


BISERICA APOSTOLICĂ ROMÂNĂ “BETANIA”
Servicii divine:
Duminica: 6 pm
Vineri: 7 pm
Pastor Rev. Ştefan Varga
17608 SE Foster Rd.
Portland, OR 97236
tel 503-637-5299

Varga


BISERICA APOSTOLICĂ ROMÂNĂ “BETEL”
Servicii divine:
Duminica: 9 am şi 6 pm
Marţi: 7 pm
Joi: 7pm
Sr.Pastor Rev. Viorel Foghiş
18427 NE Glisan St
Portland, OR 97230
tel 503-658-6714

Foggish


BISERICA BAPTISTĂ ROMÂNĂ din BEAVERTON
Servicii divine:
Duminica: 10 am - 12:30 pm şi 6 - 7:30 pm
Pastor: Eusebiu Rusu Tel. 503-310-4979
11520 SW Allen Boulevard, Beaverton OR 97005

Russ U


DIASPORA ROMANIAN MISSION CHURCH OF GOD
15640 NE Fourth Plain Rd Suite #108-110
Vancouver, WA 98682
Sr. Pastor Rev. Paul Moldovan
Tel: 360-241-6687
Assistant Pastor Daniel Bela
Tel: 503-442-3168
Servicii Divine:
Sambata: 7-9 pm
Duminica: 2-4 pm

Moldovan


AGAPE BIBLE CHURCH
Pastor: Avram Bergheanu
7232 NE Glisan
Portland, OR 97213
Tel: 503 253 3098


BISERICA CREȘTINĂ ROMÂNĂ "HARUL" din Beaveron (GRACE)
11100 NW Thompson Rd.
Portland OR 97229
Tel. 503 644 6886
Servicii Divine:
Duminica 9:30 am și de la 6:00 pm
Vineri de la 6:30


BISERICA BAPTISTĂ ROMÂNĂ
Servicii divine:
Duminica: 9 am şi 6 pm
Vineri: 7 pm
Pastor Rev. Ioan Brisc
Tel. acasă: 360-833-2724
Portland, OR 97222

Birsc reminds me of Frisck


BISERICA LUI DUMNEZEU “BETHESDA”
Servicii divine:
Duminica: 9 am și 6 pm
Joi: 7.00-9.00
Sr.Pastor Rev. Doru Magda
4710 SE Oak St
Portland, OR 97215
tel. 360-254-2132

Magda


BISERICA ORTODOXĂ ROMÂNĂ “POGORÂREA DUHULUI SFÂNT”
Servicii Divine
Duminica: 10.30 am
Sâmbăta: 7pm Vecernie
Marţi: 6pm repetiţii cor
Rev.Fr. Vasilie Muntean
20607 Hwy 213,
Oregon City, OR 97045
tel. 503-655-5030

Vasilie sounds a bit like vasectomy of Ilie


BISERICA ORTODOXĂ “SFÂNTA MARIA”
Servicii divine:
Duminica: 9:00 am
Miercuri: 7:00 pm

Vineri: 7:00 pm
Sâmbăta: 7:00 pm
Pr. Cosmin Antonescu
13503 SE Stark,
Portland, OR 97233
tel. 503-258-8492
www.sfantamaria.org



BISERICA PENTICOSTALĂ ROMÂNĂ “PHILADELPHIA”
Servicii divine:
Duminica: 9 am-12pm şi 6 pm-8 pm
Luni: 7 pm
Marţi: 7 pm
Miercuri: 7 pm
Joi: 7 pm
Sr.Pastor Rev. Vasile Cinpean
5544 SE 128th Ave
Portland, OR 97236
tel. 503-761-5067
www.philadelphiaro.com

Cinpean spelled in English sounds like Sin Pin.



BISERICA PENTICOSTALĂ ROMÂNĂ ( First)
Servicii divine:
Duminica: 9 am şi 6.00-8 pm
Marţi: 7 pm
Joi: 7 pm
Pastor Rev. Vasilie Antemie
8315 NE 155th Ave., Kenmore, WA 98028
tel. 425-488-7783


PHILADELPHIA ROMANIAN CHURCH
Biserica Lui Dumnezeu Apostolică
Servicii divine:
Duminica: 9.30 am şi 6 pm
Marţi: 7 pm
Joi: 7 pm
Sr.Pastor Rev. Cornel Danciu
3301 E 29th St
Vancouver, WA 98661
tel: 360-687-7900

Don Chew


EMANUEL ROMANIAN CHURCH
1740 SE 139th Ave, Portland , OR 97233
www.EmanuelChurchPortland.org
Pastor Dorel Singeorzan
360-901-6474
Email: pastordorel@gmail.com
SERVICII DIVINE
Duminica: 6:00pm - 9:00pm
Sambata: 7:00pm - 9:00pm

Sin Georzan sau Sînge or Zen


Elim Pentecostal Church
Pastor : Daniel Costea tel. 503 560 6337
16323 SE Stark St.
Portland Or 97233-3963
Servicii divine
Joi 7-9 PM
Duminica 10-1 PM Seara 6-8PM

Coss Tea


Romanian Baptist Church of Vancouver
Servicii divine:
Duminica: 9:30 am and 6:00 pm
Marti: 6.30 pm , Joi: 7:00 pm
Sâmbăta: 6:00 pm tineret
Contact: Bote Iosif
3200 NE 109th Ave
Vancouver, WA 98682
tel. 360-635-7388

Botox


BETHANY CHURCH
12707 NE San Rafael St.
Portland OR 97230
Pastor Ionel Robu Sn.
tel 503-309-8404
betania.us
Duminica 9:30 am, 6:00 pm
Marti 7:00 pm
Miercuri 7:00 pm

Rob U


BISERICA PENTICOSTALA MUNTELE SIONULU
Pastor: Leontin Goman
14216 132nd Ave NE
Kirkland, WA 98034
tel 425-776-3396
Duminica 10:00 am; 6:00 pm
Marti 7 pm
Joi 7:00 pm
Sambata 6:00 pm (tineret)

Go Man!



BISERICA PENTICOSTALA EMANUEL
Pastor: Santa Florian
tel: 678-776-0349
11900 San Jose Blvd
Jacksonville Fl 32223
Servicii divine:
Duminica 5-7 pm , Joi 7-9 pm

Santa?


ELIM CHRISTIAN CHURCH
Pastor Ovidiu Piscuc
425-830-3882
15005 SE 38th St
Bellevue, WA 98006
Marti - Studii biblice - 7:00 pm
Sambata - Tinerii - 5:00pm
Tel (425)643-3685

Piss Cuck


GOLGOTA PENTECOSTAL CHURCH
Pastor: Ilie Shotropa
8835 SE Woodstock Blvd. (Lents AdventistChurch)
Portland, OR 97266
Mike Shotropa: 503-804-5327
Monday 8:00pm -10:00pm
Wednesday 7:00pm - 9:00pm
Sunday: 9:00am-12:00am; 6:00pm -8.00pm;

Show trooper


GOOD NEWS” ROMANIAN BAPTIST CHURCH
Pastor Cornel Turcu
8704 3RD AVE SE
EVERETT, WA 98208
425-747-4808,
CELL 206-819-0909
Vineri 7-8 pm;
Duminica 10am -12pm si seara 5-7 pm



GRACE CHRISTIAN CHURCH
Pastor Tudor Gradinaru
3005 Park Ave. N.
Renton, WA 98056


HOPE ROMANIAN CHURCH
Pastor Ion Burzo
Duminica 10:00am-12:00PM
N. Bellevue Community Center
4063 148th Ave NE
Bellevue, WA. 98007
Duminica 18:00-20:00

Bella


Newport Covenant Church
12800 SE Coal Creek Pkwy.
Bellevue, WA. 98006
e-mail: bisericasperanta@gmail.com
Persoana de contact: Cristi Mocan
425.208.6861

Mock On


KATELLA ROMANIAN CHURCH
Pastor: Dionisie Goia
Duminica:9-12; 6:00-8:00 pm
Joi: 7:00-9:00 pm
1771 W. Katella Ave.
Anaheim, CA 92804
Tel.(714)448-5555


Die On is I, Go Yeah

www.katellachurch.com

INTERNATIONAL MINISTRY TRIUMPH OF HOPE
Evanghelist misionar: Daniel & Emilia Husar
18702 NE 4th Plain Rd.
Vancouver, WA 98682
Monday & Friday: 9:00PM
Tel. 360-953-3924 / 3770

Husar


www.triumfulsperantei.ro

BISERICA BAPTISTA “MARANATA”
Dumineca : 9am si 4pm.
Joi : 6pm3611 NE 132 Ave.
Vancouver, WA 98682
Tel: 360-213-8710


WORD OF LIFE Romanian Baptist Church
8815 Glisan Street,
Portland, OR 97220
Cantare, Rugaciune si Partasie
Duminica : 10:30am-12:30pm si 6:00pm-8:00pm
Studiu Biblic si Rugaciune
Vineri : 7:00pm-8:30pm

Tuesday, January 7, 2020

Dust Lady of 911

Today i started to feel again the effects of fine redwood dust. It is my belief "they" alternate methods and after a while they bring back the old tricks now forgotten (though i try to write everything, almost everything fades out or is shadowed by newer events and especially the fake events meant to cover on keywords what i write).

(Someone, my roommate back in HS once prophesied for me that i would have a life full of events, and that qualifies for a long life since life is measured in number of events, not necessarily years, would die in a mental hospital and in the end i would be rehabilitated).

So after i talked a lot about litter dust, now comes the redwood dust again. Redwood is toxic and irritating per large amounts of tannins. It is also very tough, mechanically which means tiny chips can be very sharp and penetrates skin. I know because i stuck my hands in the mulch under the deck of main door several times and my hands hurt for hours if not days.

Sometimes in the spring of 2016 they came and spread around the building chipped redwood. I think it was around Cinco de Mayo. By now obvious, they used way too much, intentionally. In some places around the building it was up to 1 ft tall. I threw away dozens and dozens of 13 gallons bags or hundred of pounds in the garbage, at least 10 times several years ago. At some point it became like a mat. There are places where it never rains, like under the stairs. People are walking on it and some turns into the finest dust. I saw the water coming form the AC in the summer was red because of it.

But i don't believe it gets in here by itself. The fact that there is so much around the building allows them to bring it inside without proof, when "needed". There was also wind two days ago and that wind might have blown some inside or on the stairs and deck. When they come with the blowers, on Wednesday, they blow everything from the parking lot onto the buildings, but they also come near the building where the dust is and blow it, i don't know why. A fine, invisible layer settles on the stairs, on the mat in front and gets inside.

Yesterday i wanted to get drunk to celebrate something. But the subtle pain from dust was keeping me irritated and almost sober no matter how much i drank. In the end i looked at the bottle and got scared and stopped drinking. It was too late. I probably drank around 400 ml of brandy, about the same amount of wine. Biggest trouble, i ran out of soluble decaf and i drank some regular. Don't know why, to me it's worse if i drink caffeine then alcohol and terrible if i mix them.

So i stopped, went to bed almost unconscious and woke in a few hours with a reflux episode. That is the content of the stomach goes up on esophagus and enters the airways. If drunk enough, you may choke to death (Jimmy Hendrix's death, they say). Upstairs a dog and a person was running, walking, intermittently starting after 3 AM but in the morning it was like a few steps, out of nowhere, every minute or so. I got so dehydrated, i started having palpitation (in the morning), felt my hands and legs swallowing (heart failure). I drank lots of herbal tee to re-hydrate. I was feeling almost ok and wanted to go back to sleep but just before Angela left i started to have chest pain. Usually to me it solves with a few 100 mg potassium gluconate supplements and a long walk. But i was out of potassium pills. I ate a mixture of potatoes, peas and cabbage, some meat that should have had at least that amount but also the carbs started a movie (Yes, Start Trek Deep Space 9) and went to sleep.

I woke at 2 PM with again chest pain. Ate more vegetables. Made it somehow till Angela came. When she came i went outside and i realized there was some sort of chocking smoke and there was visible smoke at the chimneys at the houses (apartments) visible uphill from here. I knew i had a few potassium pills in the car and after taking those finally went for a walk. I was dizzy at first probably because of heart not working well but i kept telling myself, this is going to work. The alternative was ER which was very unappealing for a number of reasons. I even ran a bit. After two miles i started to feel better and came back home. If i had a clogged coronary artery, it probably unclogged by itself, but i needed a few more hours to complete recovery from fibrillation. When they came back home upstairs. A few more walks with squeaks, breathing through congested nose got me severe palpitations, with heart probably stopping a couple of times (felt a few painful poundings in chest and was back to normal).

I noticed so far. During mild heart attacks some hormones get released in your body. After reaching a peak, with heart pounding like that, it always gets better. Your body might have its own mechanism to recover from those, if the cause (dehydration, de-mineralisation) is removed. Sometimes re-mineralistion may occur by itself if you wait long enough allowing your body to pull those minerals (electrolytes) from your bones.

It was around that time when i realized there was lots of dust inside. I rinsed a rag i used to clean the floor and water came red. As i kept sobering up (high levels of alcohol in my system even after 24 hours) i started to think. I mopped the floor and took a bath. But dust was too much and a lot of it already accumulated on fridge's coil. Every time the fridge starts i feel the pain of the redwood dust all over my body. I feel it on my esophagus as it clears the lungs. I feel it on my lower colon. So in the morning when Angela wakes up i will attempt to was the fridge's' coils and everything under.

I remember an episode, about 7 years ago. I had palpitations for a couple of weeks. I went to an urgent care place and a "doctor" layed me on the table. Then he started to palpate my belly and went to the chest and unexpectedly pressed once so hard for several seconds, i think he literally stopped my heart. Maybe made blood flow backwards in the arteries, to unclog them? Whatever it was, it helped me, though it was really scary. He said something about the "old mechanical defibrillator". LOL.

So sometimes it's redwood, sometimes it's litter dust. I know that by the effects.

Kept thinking. Who in the world are best at manipulating dust?

Ninja had a type of weapon that was literally made of eggs filled with different types of dust like by example very fine ground glass dust. What they did with those, you guessed already. The used them in combat to blind the opponent.

The idea was passed along to their Police forces, probably first in the world. They used those to incapacitate suspects during arrests. They have a name. The are called metsubushi.

And this is where the weird part starts. During Bush the IInd there was a couple of city scale metsubushi who went off in the city of New York. I had no idea of the scale of the dust disaster in that day and following days until i saw a video a couple of years ago. People coming out of the cloud of dust and chocking while the paramedics could not help them. You can't help people who have the lungs full of dust. Video is gone now from youtube.

Tonight i wanted to write a bit of a conclusion of what i was doing lately. That is about the similarities between faces of politicians, public figures and actors, mostly Hungarian and some Japanese. But could not find a place to start. Then i thought i found it. Metsubushi. They've been using this stuff on me for a long time. Non-lethal, it will bring you to your knees and reset you to the point you can't even think for yourself. Shortness of breath for a few hours and you will forget of everything and give up everything and become as docile as a child. If it's litter dust, the next day when you are recuperating, suddenly find yourself in the opposite direction. You feel too good. They did this to me for decades. They are doing it now. So "they" must be. The ones who control everything.

Before i wrote this post i searched for images about the dust that settled those days in New York and found this. And i found Dust Lady. Marcy Borders. They said she died of cancer at 42 om 2015 or 4 years after.

I don't believe it. I don't believe she could have survived that. If tiny amounts of building materials dust like mineral insulation make me so sick, how in the world could someone breath those amounts of concrete, gypsum and other material dust and survive the initial exposure. More than that, she looks like she poses. A tragic pose but still a pose. For reassurance or at least to cast doubt.

This dust she was supposed to be in it's not flour. It's concrete or silica or glass. Who knows how many real others died that day and are not reported anywhere.

As for the similarities blog. It should be obvious by now to anybody that the whole world, all countries, are being controlled by only one power. To me everything leads to an alliance between Hungary and Japan.

After all, they've been allies in WWII. Culturally, Hungarians are more Asians than Europeans.

What is happening. As i've seen so far they let us do whatever we want but they encourage us to do the most stupid things, mainly to do their job. Accelerate the selection. Eliminated the sinners and the stupid. But stupid most times means uniformed. Ignorant. They let us choose but they provide, for free all means for us to choose the wrong direction.

They must have some super-weapons we don't know about. Like the one which caused the Tunguska explosion which brought all nations to their knees at the begging of 20th century. Most likely done by short-cutting the ionosphere to the ground using huge antennas to oscillate the ionosphere of which we might suspect Eiffel Tower, Wardenclyffe (Tesla) Tower (which was demolished next year). They must have assassinated (through undetectable old ninja methods) or have killed in revolutions all the old elite and replaced it with actors.

Tesla have been working in France before coming to the US in 1884, several years before Eiffel Tower construction began. But Tesla was only an actor or a symbol. They were others behind him who ran the whole show.

Very few understand or maybe never occurred to them of what means for some people to have a living god as emperor, and that living god is the Emperor of Japan. But the Emperor might be fake and controlled by the old ninja.

Some of the consequences of the Tunguska phenomenon was Dissolution and Partition of the Ottoman Empire, WWI, Bolshevik Revolution, WWII and basically everything that happened in the tumultuous and bloody 20th century.

It was then when territories like Palestine, Arabia (later Saudi Arabia), Syria, Kuwait, Iraq where taken over from the Ottoman Empire where they have been for centuries by western powers like France and Britain. "Britain gained control of Palestine, Transjordan, Iraq, parts of Cameroon and Togoland, and Tanganyika". Once flourishing, Arab civilization was reduced to nothing by the Turks, then western powers and subsequent occult domination.

"In 1916, with the encouragement and support of Britain (which was fighting the Ottomans in World War I), the Sharif of Mecca, Hussein bin Ali, led a pan-Arab revolt against the Ottoman Empire to create a united Arab state."

However, after WWII British Empire collapsed as well and all territories taken from Ottoman Empire became independent or better said taken over by an occult power as well as Great Britain itself, all European countries. By now, i think i know who they are.

Ever since, this occult power is at war with the populations of every state on Earth. Since it cannot reveal itself, it mimics the behavior of those populations, leading by force, influence and finance.

I don't want to go in the vast area of WWII, Korea, Vietnam but i can tell something about Gulf War and subsequent Iraq war and massacres, Afghanistan war, Syria massacres. People from one side of the world are convinced to fight against those from the other side, with one media controlling all the information coming from the conflicts, each seeing something else, for the only purpose of appeasing, oppressing, decimating all populations on all sides with all power in all states controlled by one entity.

United States have been in conflict with other countries around the world most time after WWII and especially after the deep psychosis created by the Orson Welles show. But those conflicts at times have been slowed down or accelerated, depending on how much people started to figure out.

Otherwise, they use other means of controlling them, like most expensive health care and housing on Earth, which is toxic and deplorable, Hollywood which is populated exclusively by fake ID foreigners, liberal amount of drugs, Church of Scientology etc..

In Soviet Union people were controlled by means of forced feed propaganda, daily meetings, liberal amounts of alcohol etc..

Romania has been a center of entertainment for both East and West. A number of artists were transferred from Hollywood and Hungary over there, including both Ceaușescu, but also singers like Jim Croce who became tennis player now billionaire Ion Țiriac, Patsy Cline who became Irina Loghin, Sonny Bono who became Mihai Constantinescu, etc.. Dracula myth, first enacted by Bela Lugosi, a Hungarian, was exploited. Because people do still believe in those sort of things and generally are disgustingly gullible and ignorant and have learnt to trust only their charismatic figures.

Iran had a somehow different path. Not part of the Ottoman Empire, they became Muslims in the 7th century and an independent power in region. However, they were taken over too. After a failed westernization, in 79 they started to become what we know of them today.

Friday, January 4, 2019

Hungarian Names of Mesopotamian Origin

Mesopotamia. The place between rivers in Greek (potomas, river). Which sits on many waters as the Bible would say. At competition or in parallel with Egypt, both cradles of "civilization" as we know it. In both lands, regular floodings of rivers made possible first agricultural slave based economies of the world.

They had many gods. The name of their oldest of the newer generation, Dumuzid or god of shepherds, bears a strange resemblance with the Romanian name for God, or Dumnezeu. Dumuzid was married to Inanna/Ishtar who became Isis in Egypt and Rome, goddess of love, sex, politics and war.

There is a list in Wikipedia. But that list is not complete. There are many other sources on the web with lists and family trees of gods in Mesopotamia.

Also could the word onanism from the Bible be symbolically derived from the name Inanna, the older (Sumerian) name of Ishtar (Akkadian). As we all know, the followers of Ishtar had to go once a year and have paid sex with one of the priestesses in temples or with any of the other women who had to the same. 

"Herodotus, a Greek historian, wrote that every Babylonian woman had to attend the temple of Ishtar/Inanna and agree to sex with any male that asked her. Once she performed this ritual, the male visitor gave her money to donate to the temple. Scholars have called this sacred prostitution"

https://www.historyonthenet.com/sacred-marriage-and-sacred-prostitution-in-ancient-mesopotamia

Yesterday i found out, from that list, that Yahweh was a guest god in Mesopotamia. Who returned to Israel (Samaria) with his people. And a representation of Him. Also yesterday i found a wonderful modern representation of the Goddess on a commemorative plaque for two Hungarian scientists who BTW are so many, as their actors.

I have always been intrigued as why in today's Hungarian the word for God is Isten (pronounced Ishten). One can here the pronunciation clicking the little speaker icon in Google Translate.

There are also dictionaries on the web showing many resemblances of modern Hungarian with Sumerian.


For comparison, the most known ancient representation of Inanna. The clay tablets were mass produced using negative cylinders, an early form of Playboy? Does she have in the left hand some sort of ankh, as those known in Egypt or maybe in Ancient Australia? It also reminds me of another naked goddess of sex and war that sits on a demon.


A picture of a Hungarian musician named Eszter Balint


And here is one of the genealogic trees of Mesopotamian gods.

But why was i interested in this list? Because i once had a glimpse into it and i thought i recognized unmodified modern very common Hungarian names in it.

Some of them are. (List to be completed).

Bela from Bel of Babylon, "Bel", meaning "lord", who was a syncretization of Marduk, Enlil, and the dying god Dumuzid [god of shepherds]. (Dumnezeu is the name for God in Romanian. Older than Bel?). Also Balint, Balasz.

Birtalan - Birtum, an obscure minor god, the husband of the goddess Nungal

Emesz - Emesh is a farmer deity in the Sumerian poem Enlil Chooses the Farmer-God

Eniko - Enki god of water, knowledge (gestú), mischief, crafts (gašam), and creation (nudimmud)

Eszter (a very common woman's name in Hungary) of course we have a few deities, like Ishtar etc..

Gergely said for Gregory but linguistically could come from... Gilgamesh?

Geszti - Geshtinanna is the ancient Sumerian goddess of agriculture, fertility, and dream interpretation

Also Geza, a very common name in Hungary reminds of the city of pyramids but this time in Egypt.

Gyula - Gula (God of healers, interestingly there is also a city in southern Hungary at the border with Romania, also many Hungarians of Romanian origin are named so).

Isten (pronounced Ishten, name for Christian God in Hungarian) - Ishtar.

Kiss (pronounced kish) - Kish was an ancient tell (hill city) of Sumer in Mesopotamia. Also, Kishar the female principle, mother of Anu (Earth Mother Goddess). (Yes, as in Anunnaki).

Kinga - Kingu, guardian of the table of destiny

Lakatos - Lahamu, first-born daughter of Tiamat. (Also goddess Lakshmi, consort of Vishnu in Hinduism, via Buddhist Magars)

Magyarország is the name of Hungary in their native language. Hursag means lord in Sumerian. I think the name is a synthesis with a name of a people from a later migration to Hungary @year 900, that of Magars from Nepal (mercenaries of the silk road).

Orsolya - Girsu.

Further reading. https://www.google.com/search?q=hungarian+sumerian

Friday, June 23, 2017

What is Your Name?

I first fell in love when i was 5 i guess. She was standing with her aunt across the Street, at number 235 where i was living in the west area of Câmpulung. I remember she had thin legs and cute face with dark hair and blue eyes. German name, her father was a bus driver. I was always riding next to the driver in front of the bus and even before i was in school i knew what clutch and brakes are. They were 3 buses in town doing rounds every 20 minutes. Couldn't keep my eyes off of what drivers where doing. (My mother said i was riding the side of my cradle figuring a motorcycle imitating my father.) Figuring i was shifting gears, and especially hitting the gas pedal. But that is a different story. I was once at around 5 in a big milk cistern at a cooling station taking a ride back home from some relatives in the "country side" (they didn't have self refrigerating cisterns back then, don't know if they have them now). Country side Câmpulung itself is nothing but a 14 km or more (hence the name LOL) with farms and three industrial companies built by the communists including the milk powder factory across the street with the small airport finished by the Swiss in 1960, the year i was born. So i was alone in the cabin, the cistern started to move by itself backwards like on a slight grade and i knew i should have pressed the brakes, the pedal in middle but i was afraid of what the driver was going to say. And here he came running and stopped the cistern. Then i told him. Should i have pressed the brakes? And he made some big eyes towards me.

(But that big mustache on that always smiling round face of her father could have been Hungarian as well. Who would know back then when there was nothing like the internet today. She ended in Germany anyways, i saw her years later in a vacation driving around with a local guy in in a gold Datsun. I even got to talk to her and all i could ask her was about judo, if they had training places in Germany and she said she was actually going to some and i got literally blocked by her answer. Much shorter story).

I was classmate with her in the third grade at School Nr.3. Cause the other grades i spent in a different school, Nr.1 where i fell in love with a different girl.

I was 7 and it was instant or the first day of school of that September 1967. The area of the courtyard i was in with the boys, and she was in the area with the girls. Cause we instinctively separated.  I remember the blue color of  her uniform matching perfectly that of her eyes or the sky that day. (But i do have a separate memory of a  perfect September without her probably in the 4th grade when i came back from School Nr.3. All the kids with flowers in the first day of School, of many colors under a bright blue sky and a nice temperature.)

Don't tell me it's not possible. I was telling that myself for a long time and it's not true, i'm 56 now and there is no point in hiding. From myself or from others.

I remember all the other kids and i don't remember any of them being in that state. What was wrong with them? It was my only highlight of every day, for years or the happy part and reason of going to school.

I believe i was in the 5th or 6th when she fell ill with pneumonia. Another classmate was dragging me to her place "to keep her updated" with lessons and stuff. Those days they brought at school for us some white baldrics and we were wearing them over the dark blue uniforms figuring police-like agents guarding or guiding the smaller kids in traffic i don't know it seems crazy right now. In the third or fourth day i went in there i remember she looked very red at the face, talking slowly, could have been faked, i don't know, her mother came early from work and put her a thermometer and asked us what we were doing there and then we left.

I once met with her accidentally again in 5 or 6 while we both went to see a movie, an old movie something with ice-skating. We sat next to each other and i kept telling her i believe the ice is covered with water cause it was shining to uniformly. She was wearing a light blue nylon jacket. In the class we all had skates and where skating in the winter, at a different school where they could maintain a small rink on a basketball field i guess in open air with nice mercury lamps at corners.

Don't know how we got to talk this but i remember what she said.

In that summer just she told me literally "she would prefer to be friends with anybody else including the school's gypsy than me" (don't want to name the guy but she named him). In front of so many kids i never dared to talk to her alone ever again. And even if i did, after many years, i just could never find the right words.

Or the long hours spent at Cine-club, the after school kids club. Or other activities. Was i in the fourth grade when we went together with my mother, two instructors, others at a film festival for children in Sibiu, the town where Nicu Ceaușescu was in charge years after. Then and there in an evening we danced (I call it in my mind first and last dance with Mary-Jane cause that's whose her name or close).

Cause at the end if 5th i was sent to Hamburg, Germany for three weeks. I wrote about it in a post linked below. We also might have appeared together in short films or pictures who knows. Was it before when i was playing the accordion with the instructor and other kids from our school and other school in a small traditional orchestra when she told me some words of appreciation to which i never could answer. Why am i writing all these. It's not a very pleasant story and some might find details matching their own. Pretty sad all these i guess.

And the teacher at school. I believe she tried to hook us up right after i came from Germany. One summer afternoon she called us at school just me and her and some kids again from the "country side" and we played the kissing game, the one two kids stand back to back and turn their heads and if the direction matches they kiss but i missed. Later she told me she tried to tip me with her elbow but i didn't realize.

Also in summers we would go hiking in the mountains nearby with her, i remember one particular occasion in the 4th grade when after cooking a meal at a fire we separated, most kids went one direction, me and the teacher and two other girls from a different class in other, me carrying the tent that was pretty heavy, maybe 20 pounds and not feeling tired or even high.

Here come some interesting facts. Starting around 6th grade we had as math, drawing and class master teacher a woman who looked like Elizabeth Taylor. Among many other things, a Dame of the British Empire who might even not be dead cause i thought i saw her years after in a parking lot at Fred Meyer in Beaverton a couple o years ago. 8 March on 7th grade. Some kid at school came with the idea girls must be sprinkled with perfume. So all boys bought some cheap cologne and started sprinkling the girls. Can't remember exactly what happened but i remember feeling dizzy or high when i got home that day. One spring they were many (European) cockchafers. So many we could just pick them from the new asphalt side-walk near the furniture and milk powder factories as they were hitting again the newly installed mercury vapor lights. I gather a jar of them, can't remember what happened i think i fed them to the chickens in the yard.

They were some other kids in the area from other schools. Some of them kept telling me about the "dust of cantharidae" and its properties. I think i might have repeated it in front of others at school.

One early spring (we had a snow fight and built a snowman) some of the class went to a colleague, her bench-mate (we sat by two), early years a boy and a girl chosen by the teacher, later by our own choice, boy and boy and girl and girl. I just remembered in the first years she sat with a boy whose father i came recently to realize it resembled Kurt Waldheim, ex-president of Austria and Secretary of UN. So we went to that birthday party and all ate some cake. Don't know if it was the same spring when we sprinkled cologne on girls. Or the same (7th grade) when the boys all went to some brand new metal shop in a brand new Silviculture (specialty) High School and learned how to and built a compass and a square out of 5 mm sheet metal (real, functional, in three weeks). But i remember i was in hospital with hepatitis, probably in the spring of same 7th grade when i found out both parents of that birthday girl, her bench-mate, died in a fire while trying to seal their basement with hot asphalt.

I remember that teacher resembling Liz Taylor, Mme Șuhani (pronounced shoo-hunny) during drawing classes she would walk silent (during math classes she would always read from a big book and in those years Liz made an(other) horrible movie in Italy so we know at least she was there and probably learned some basic Italian which is closest related to Romanian in pronunciation, lexis and grammar. So she would walk and stop particularly near a bench when one of the kids with some drawing skills was drawing more interesting stuff than all the others. Years later i saw the same drawing style in the video-clip of the band AHA, Take On Me, together with an identical looking girl, together with here mother, the one serving at that coffee shop.

(My father had a motorcycle, a 350 cc Czechoslovakia made Jawa, red and he would let me ride it at the airport, near the milk factory, for hours, while he was fishing in the river nearby, since i was 10).

Was in that year of the 7th grade when she would come to school looking really sick and tired, with big brown bags under her eyes?

Years later, after High School, i went one evening with many of the old class mate in her house, a duplex, where she had her own room upstairs. We were all waiting the results of the admission test in faculties. Got mine the next day after a drive with my father at Iași.

But it was at the end of grade school my friend and neighbor told me he was at her place upstairs at nights though i did not believe him.

Right at the end of the 7th grade we were all three alone in the class. Her, me and our colleague Ilie Ceapă. His name means onion in Romanian but it was a Jewish-Hungarian name, Csapo i guess now. He was about the same size, height and weight, both kinda big for our age, almost like adults. We had more than one fight but that day he took a piece of wood from a bench, pretty heavy and tried to hit me in the head, in front of her. I raised my hand and defended myself with the price of a bump on my arm.

Several years later i saw him in a vacation from High School in down-town Câmpulung. He was looking yellow-green in color and showed us a big scar across his belly from recent liver surgery. They were whispering he has beaten by the (communist alright) Police while he was trying to still from the market place for his drinks. He said he cannot drink anymore but weeks or month later i heard he died after trying to have one more shot at a pub (though he was still minor). Her sister came and asked me to take some pictures at the funeral, my grandpa died earlier and he was the photographer of that remote area of town and i went and shut a couple of films, many pictures, and my neighbor and friend pulled one of the films with most pictures out of a camera and destroyed it and i got only a few left which i think i have her.

I remember at the end of the eighth grade a teacher asked us where we wanna go for high school. She said at the Informatics in Cluj and i wanted a professional 3 years school for learning a trade at the closest (telephony) professional school. Then the teacher went mad and told me if me the second best in grades after her would go to a professional school then who would go to a High School, and convinced me in an authoritative phrase like allays then to go to a specialty High School and i chose to go to Iași and the only reason was i wanted to get separated from her cause i could not stand her not paying any attention to me ever.

She went at Cluj and i went at Iași and she didn't take the admission test because she missed a sign in a formula and i did (barely).

I met with her again me in the first year in faculty at Iași, me at Mechanics and her in the second at Computers. Again i got blocked and could not talk anything meaningful to her. Was then when i saw posters put by other students with John Lennon's death. Now i realize she might just have been there for a short scene. A couple more accidental encounters during faculty. Could it be she was not there at all.

1990, the year after revolution. After trying to do what i thought was leading the CAD department at IMU i left as i realized there was no future in doing that in Romania. I went at my wife's company in the IT department so i could do programming which i came to love in accounting and payroll. But there there was again someone who might have been her. I only once had a vague feeling but i was sure she was working in a different city in Romania, in fact i once called her on the phone and talked to her, briefly (first thing i did after i first installed a phone, with much interventions, and that was before 89). But now i remember going to at least one party and at least one time at her place when i met her boyfriend who was looking exactly like the guy from the video AHA, though her not, anymore.

2008. Could it have been her at the entrance of Greenway Park in Beaverton, as sister of Cristina, Angela's friend and ex co-worker, the one who look like Maia Morgenstern? Looking kinda old, she had a compassionate look for Angela and nothing, or barely hidden hate for me.

Around the same year i started to do my first nostalgic searches on the web. I found her as webmaster of a web site of a military aviation school in Romania, where supposedly Nicu Ceaușescu took his flight training. Later i found out the commander of that flight school died with many others including his girlfriend in a crash trying to take of carrying paratroopers in an overloaded AN2 plane during a show. (Days earlier i saw a plane of that type during a trip on Columbia river, before a 4th of July). A big and very slow one engine plane you could not have missed flying over Columbia, i found about the next day in the news what it was.

In the picture first or second grade, me at the left of the teacher with white collar, her at the teacher's right shoulder. The guy who might have been Kurt Waldheim's son first row at the left. The guy who did the drawings who inspired that clip, second from right, smiling. Could the teacher herself might have been Claudia Cardinale. My friend and neighbor, third from left upper, could he be now Mircea Baniciu. Ilie Ceapă could be third from right upper row. I think this picture was done by my adopting grandfather.

Original building of the school. The last 2 or 3 grades we moved to a different building acrross the then new spinning mill down the street. The School name is after his then principal Teodor Darie, who looked much like the Austrian actor Karlheinz Böhm. New building and old available to see on google maps.
Me in that glorious September with flowers and blue sky when starting 4th grade looking a bit confused after having to move back from School Nr.3 to 1.

The house we moved back from downtown. Totally different fence, siding and roofing, the annexes have been rebuilt and there are more in the back. https://goo.gl/maps/UMmF8Vufhqn Also her house, about 1.2 km east from where i lived. The room upstairs with the open window https://goo.gl/maps/UDNjuJvGEgk
The girl whose parents might have died in that fire at the left. This picture have been done by the guy who looked like Polanski.

The success story of Bunty Bailey. (Bounty of Bela (sau de belea pe românește)).
And the follow ups. Is that the AKAI boombox they brought at one of those parties in 1990?


https://www.google.com/search?q=czechoslovakia+jawa+350+red

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/07/c-i-s-v.html

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2014/06/polanski-tate-postelnicu.html

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2012/06/bette-davis-eyes.html

https://www.google.com/search?q=aha+video&source=lnms&tbm=isch

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2013/04/manafu-si-chinezu.html

http://georgesblogforfriends.blogspot.com/2014/10/tehnoton.html

https://www.google.com/search?q=bunty+bailey+90s&source=lnms&tbm=isch

https://www.google.com/search?q=constanta+parasutisti+an2+morti+comandant+boboc

And the first reaction from KGW8 (not KG8W), less than 24 hours. Sorry for the quality of the picture, it was the last seconds of her time slice when i took it and the camera and i was not prepared.