wtorek, 22 lutego 2011

Protest przeciwko wspólnemu posiedzeniu rządów Polski i Izraela w Jerozolimie


Protest przeciwko wspólnemu posiedzeniu rządów Polski i Izraela w Jerozolimie

Kiedy: 24.02.2011, czwartek

Miejsce: Gmach Kancelarii Prezesa Rady Ministrów, Al. Ujazdowskie 1/3, Warszawa

Godzina: 17.00 – 19.00






Organizatorzy: Kampania Palestyna, Inicjatywa Stop Wojnie oraz Towarzystwo Przyjaźni Polsko-Palestyńskie


24 lutego odbędzie się pierwsze posiedzenie rządów Polski i Izraela. Będzie miało miejsce nie w Tel Awiwie – międzynarodowo uznanej stolicy Izraela, ale w okupowanej Jerozolimie. Spotkanie na najwyższym szczeblu legitymizuje izraelską politykę aneksji palestyńskich ziem, eksmisji rdzennej ludności i kolonizacji Wschodniej Jerozolimy, która według norm prawa międzynarodowego i ONZ jest uznawana za terytorium okupowane od ponad 40 lat. Spotkanie ma doprowadzić do rozwinięcia współpracy wojskowej i gospodarczej.

Przyjdź zaprotestować przeciwko posiedzeniu rządów i reprezentowanej przez nie legitymizacji okupacji!

poniedziałek, 21 lutego 2011

I have a dead brother ... (The speech by Subcomandante Marcos) - english


Can I speak about our dead at this celebration? After all, they are the ones who made it possible Can someone say that we are here because they are not? Is that permitted?

I have a dead brother Is there anyone here who doesn't have a dead brother ?

...

♫ Operette Gaza - beautiful song

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♫ Get out of my life - song ...

Get out of my home

Get out of my life

How many people you've killed ....

 Mawlana Jalal-al-Din Rumi... 




piątek, 18 lutego 2011

♫ Lluis Llach - L'Estaca

Grandpa Siset spoke with me
early in the morning, in the frontdoor
while we were wainting for the sun
and we saw passing the cars(*)

Siset : don't you see the stake
where we all are tied?
If we cannot undo it
we won't be able to walk!

If we all pull it, it will fall
and it can't last much time,
surely it falls, falls, falls,
it must be worm-eaten by now.

If i pull hard towards here,
and you pull it towards there,
i'm sure it falls, falls, falls,
and we'll be able to be free!

But it's been a long time, now!
My hands are peeling!
And when my force goes
it's wider and bigger.

Yes I know it's rotten,
but you know, Siset, it's so heavy,
sometimes force forgets me.
Say me again your singing:

If we all pull it, it will fall
and it can't last much time,
surely it falls, falls, falls,
it must be worm-eatn by now.

If i pull hard towards here,
and you pull it towards there,
i'm sure it falls, falls, falls,
and we'll be able to be free!

Grandpa Siset doesn't speak anymore
bad wind who took him away
he, who knows where,
and me, here under the door

and when new boys pass by
i strech my neck to sing
Siset's last singing
the last thing he taught me

If we all pull it, it will fall
and it can't last much time,
surely it falls, falls, falls,
it must be worm-eatn by now.

If i pull hard towards here,
and you pull it towards there,
i'm sure it falls, falls, falls,
and we'll be able to be free!

niedziela, 13 lutego 2011

Truth From A Concentration Camp Survivor


Truth From A Concentration Camp Survivor


Dear Sir / Madam,

My name is Alexander McClelland I am an Australian veteran of WWII, a TPI
(Totally and Permanently Incapacitated) and a survivor of a Concentration
Camp.

Aged 19 I volunteered for the AIF and fought as a Bren Gunner in 2/1
Infantery Btn in North Africa, Greece and Crete where I was wounded and
captured by German forces. I spent the rest of the war as a POW but due
to my many escape attempts I was finally put into the TEREZIN
Concentration Camp close to the Theresienstadt Ghetto in Czechoslovakia.

I have recorded my experiences in an autobiographical book entitled :
'The Answer- Justice.' In 1965 I was featured in an award winning but
historically inaccurate Australian television documentary on
Theresienstadt called 'Where Death Wears A Smile.'

I don't receive my TPI Pension because of the heavy wounds I received in
the battle action on Crete. I get my TPI Pension because of the inhumane
treatment I received in the Concentration Camp. It is a mistake to
believe that the Germans had enough spare manpower to staff and run the
concentration camps. The Germans only guarded the outer perimeter of the
camps, we Prisoners hardly saw German soldiers, so it was not the SS or
German guards that beat me up daily.

No, the daily beatings that left me totally incapacitated, came from two
fellow Prisoners called KAPOS.

Kapos (or Camp Police) had extra privileges, such as their own room and
they also had power, For example the Power to say who got to visit the
Camp Sick Bay or the Camp Brothel, and - because of the absence of the
very disciplined Germans - these Kapos even had the Power over Life &
Death.

The two Kapos that beat me daily, using a heavy wooden baton they called
'Herr Doktor' (The Doctor) were both fellow Prisoners, both were Jewish,
one from Hungary and the other was, I believe, a Ukrainian. I was often a
witness when they dragged other hapless prisoners from their cells onto
the 'Appelplatz' and beat them to death with 'The Doctor'.

So whenever I meet a ' Camp survivor' now, I look him deeply in the eyes
to see what sort of a 'survivor' they are; were they really a Prisoner
just like me, or whether they were one of the many 'Privileged' ones who
survived the war being more inhumane to other Prisoners than the Germans
ever were.

As a matter of fact, it was a German SS Soldier who saved my life after
the Kapos, who after beating me sent me outside the camp on a work
detail, with a dangerously poisoned leg. The SS Soldier walking by saw my
mates helping me, came over and then gave me his medical kit.

I now look deeply into the eyes of the 'survivors,' because I know that
not all Concentration Camp survivors were innocent victims. I know that a
lot of the Prisoners were brutal and inhumane criminals. The world has
never been told the whole truth about what life in the Camps was like.
All we ever hear or read in the media is , how bad the German guards were
and how badly they treated their Prisoners.

I was in more than 8 POW Camps and a Concentration Camp, so who would
know the truth? Me or the Media!

Sincerely,
Alexander McClelland
PO Box 887 Toronto NSW 2283


czwartek, 3 lutego 2011

♫ Shahyar Ghanbari - Forbidden (song) شهیار قنبری - قدغن


Blue of the sea is forbidden

The desire to see, is forbidden

The love between two fish is forbidden
Alone and together is forbidden

To have a new love, you should not ask permission
To have a new love, you should not ask permission

Whispering and murmuring is forbidden
Dancing of the shadows is forbidden
Discovering the stolen kisses,
In the middle of your dream is forbidden

To have a new dream, you should not ask permission
To have a new dream, you should not ask permission

In this homely exile
Write the simplest poems
Say what you have to say
Say long live life,
Say long live life

To write a new poem, you should not ask permission
To write a new poem, you should not ask permission

To write about you, is forbidden
Even to complain is forbidden
The fragrance of a woman, is forbidden
You are forbidden, I am forbidden!

To start a new day, you should not ask permission
To start a new day, you should not ask permission