I want to publicly thank Liby who posted this video: I refer you to the link to her blog to see it I think it's just so
THANKS! Daniel
the Rockpoeta
THE LINK: http:// ruberia.blogspot.com/2008/03/mary-win-burmese-human-rights-day-free.html
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Funny Lacrosse Slogans
SAD NEWS FROM BURMA TIBET AND BURMA: Same Reality
I want to publicly thank Liby who posted this video: I refer you to the link to her blog to see it I think it's just so
THANKS! Daniel
the Rockpoeta
THE LINK: http:// ruberia.blogspot.com/2008/03/mary-win-burmese-human-rights-day-free.html
I want to publicly thank Liby who posted this video: I refer you to the link to her blog to see it I think it's just so
THANKS! Daniel
the Rockpoeta
THE LINK: http:// ruberia.blogspot.com/2008/03/mary-win-burmese-human-rights-day-free.html
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Spells To Turn Myself Intowoman
DePILiamoci
(Robert Kennedy)
few nights ago, at the beginning of the television report, a voiceover read some excerpts of a speech given March 18, 1968, three months before being killed, Robert Kennedy, presidenzali Democratic candidate in the elections of the United States of America, from the University of Kansas. Those
few sentences I have sincerely touched intimate: I have never heard words so simple and clear but at the same time so true and far-sighted on Gross Domestic Product, one of the untouchable myths of our contemporary society, in whose name all the true human values \u200b\u200bare in the background.
so I wanted to do a little research on that speech, which I found published, along with a video on the site http://www.benessereinternolordo.net/ , within which was launched a campaign called dePiliamoci , which has already garnered the accession of numerous personalities, associations and citizens, and that today, March 18, held at the University Bari, on the occasion of the fortieth anniversary of his ruling, holding a conference to discuss the relevance of that argument.
Hoping to make something pleasant, it must publish the text and video.
There will never find an end to the nation or our own personal satisfaction in the mere pursuit of wealth, endless worldly goods in the cluster.
We can not measure national spirit based on the Dow-Jpnes, nor the successes of the country on the basis of Gross Domestic Product.
The GDP also includes air pollution and cigarette advertising and ambulances to clear our highways of carnage of the weekend.
puts GDP in counts special locks for our doors and jails for those who break them. Includes television programs that enhance the violent violence to sell products to our children. It grows with the production of napalm and missiles and nuclear warheads, also includes research to improve the spread of bubonic plague, increases with the equipment that the police used to quell riots, and that it increases when their ashes are reconstructed on the Popular slums.
GDP does not take into account the health of our families, the quality of their education or the joy of their play. Do not include the beauty of our poetry or the strength of family values, intelligence del nostro dibattere o l'onestà dei nostri pubblici dipendenti. Non tiene conto né della giustizia nei nostri tribunali, né dell'equità nei rapporti fra di noi.
Il PIL non misura né la nostra arguzia né il nostro coraggio, né la nostra saggezza né la nostra conoscenza, né la nostra compassione né la devozione al nostro paese. Misura tutto, in breve, eccetto ciò che rende la vita veramente degna di essere vissuta.
Può dirci tutto sull'America, ma non se possiamo essere orgogliosi di essere americani.
There will never find an end to the nation or our own personal satisfaction in the mere pursuit of wealth, endless worldly goods in the cluster.
We can not measure national spirit based on the Dow-Jpnes, nor the successes of the country on the basis of Gross Domestic Product.
The GDP also includes air pollution and cigarette advertising and ambulances to clear our highways of carnage of the weekend.
puts GDP in counts special locks for our doors and jails for those who break them. Includes television programs that enhance the violent violence to sell products to our children. It grows with the production of napalm and missiles and nuclear warheads, also includes research to improve the spread of bubonic plague, increases with the equipment that the police used to quell riots, and that it increases when their ashes are reconstructed on the Popular slums.
GDP does not take into account the health of our families, the quality of their education or the joy of their play. Do not include the beauty of our poetry or the strength of family values, intelligence del nostro dibattere o l'onestà dei nostri pubblici dipendenti. Non tiene conto né della giustizia nei nostri tribunali, né dell'equità nei rapporti fra di noi.
Il PIL non misura né la nostra arguzia né il nostro coraggio, né la nostra saggezza né la nostra conoscenza, né la nostra compassione né la devozione al nostro paese. Misura tutto, in breve, eccetto ciò che rende la vita veramente degna di essere vissuta.
Può dirci tutto sull'America, ma non se possiamo essere orgogliosi di essere americani.
(Robert Kennedy)
Tuesday, March 11, 2008
Jan Brown Fligth Attendant
And the people of Burma 'READY FOR REVOLUTION? BURMA
Burma, the the Shan rebels preparing weapons REBELS HAVE TO TAKE AND TIRED ENOUGH, I HAVE DECIDED shouldering FUCILI.NELL 'ARTICLE, THERE' A 'AN INTERVIEW WITH BURMESE WAY YOU NAME U THOSE ITS WORDS:
"The rebirth depart from here in these mountains, "she announces." The signs tell me that it will. During the riots of 1988 I was a student leader. We have believed in with strength and dignity. Many died, many have disappeared, others fled. Still others, perhaps thousands, remain in prison. We lost, but next time will not end this way. People do not take it anymore, he wants change, it needs fresh air. The generals, our bosses have had their day. " AND whispers, 'cause that people are used to always be checked, circled REGIME.LA OF LIGHTS ARE HIS LEFT LEG NO LONGER' tendons, YES ', YOU GOT GOOD ....... "There are more tendons. It 'happened in prison."
"Three years in prison, apologized after a long awkward silence," do not forget easily. For six months we have shut down in a hole with no air and no windows. He could hold 20 people, we were in 140. Students especially, but also merchants, doctors, lawyers, engineers. All taken on the street in broad daylight, or indoors at night, torn from their beds. It 'was after the revolt, when they were able to bend with the guns. They were all filmed and photographed It was easy to come looking for us. We live here, and here we stayed. They brought in a barracks, stuck in a tunnel that leads to a room with a single vent on the roof done dome. To breathe they put on each other. But resisting only those at the top, the others died slowly, suffocating. I do not know how many are cracked. I've lost count, in those conditions you can not even understand where you are. The first week I rescued a score. Twenty more the following week, then another twenty, until I was alone. For a month in a row without seeing the light in the middle of my needs. We questioned the military have come from another region, the locals know them, they did not trust. They wanted to know who we were, who led the protests. Refined techniques and humiliating. If I did I warm to sit on a cube of ice and forcing me to be still three or four hours. If asked to drink, opened placed a tap on the ceiling and made a drop of water that always struck me on the same point. "She touches his shoulder:" I think it's called the drop in China. Excruciating, unbearable pain. "Way You now works as a trader, surrounded by girls gathered in what he called their village" invisible. "Treats them as daughters in their host home, where they cook and mend and he, in turn, sends to school. "In Burma," he says, "studying is a privilege for the few, especially for children of military personnel. They have resources and power. It takes a lot of money for books and uniforms. So in the end give up and many are lucky if they find a chore. "The man who sits in front has stopped making political per uscire da quell'inferno ha dovuto firmare un impegno al silenzio. Per sempre. Ma non ha rinunciato alla democrazia. Crede che il cambiamento sia ancora possibile. Resta indifferente quando gli diciamo che la giunta militare, pochi giorni fa, ha messo fuori gioco la leader dell'opposizione Aung San Suu Kyi: non si potrà candidare alle elezioni fissate per il 2010. La considera una mossa prevedibile. Il premio Nobel per la pace è un'icona troppo pericolosa per i vecchi generali aggrappati ad un potere che consente affari d'oro con i ricchi paesi asiatici. Per farci capire, Tu Way ricorre ad un proverbio: "Da noi si dice che le autorità amano solo tre colori: il bianco dell'eroina, il rosso del rubino, il verde della giada". E' convinced that the new push for change will come from ethnic minorities. "I've heard," he says, "that a few miles from here was fired. They were killed many soldiers of the regime. The underground army of the Shan and the Arcan have allies. After the uprising in September last year we realized that no guns you can not get anything. " The temptation of the armed struggle is a new feeling that lingers on Burma. The "tigers" of the Shan are hiding behind the last hill. We see in the distance, beyond the jungle that surrounds us, after the jade-green rice fields that illuminate the valleys. On board a rickety old jeep on a slip road of red earth carved by hand hundreds of men along the ridge of a mountain that marks the border with the "forbidden land". The Golden Triangle is a hundred miles to the north. To reach that area you need a special permit that is never granted. Officially for security reasons, but in reality because in addition to opium production, refining of heroin, the "forbidden land" is the center of trafficking in precious stones, of which the Chinese are masters, and the smuggling of weapons into the hands of Loose bands who share the territory. U Way You take it away. He devoted himself to his homeland, scattered villages in the jungle, discovered only two decades ago. No one knows how and when they were born. For the authorities are "invisible." But inside those dozens of homes, supported pillars of teak, with tin roof and bamboo structure, home to hundreds of men, women and children. Community fairs, with their past, their tradition that has bound our guide to the real world and finally made "visible". E 'peaceful people, but well-organized. Way tells me that you have weapons and ammunition, hidden and are ready to take them out. They've already done. The complaint is highly efficient, blocking any news. But we have often heard explosions and armed clashes in the region. This is confirmed by the village chief who has clear ideas. "We belong to the Shan State and anyone who should rule must deal with us." We ask him what he thinks of the elections in 2010. Bursts in una grossa risata: "Le ultime le hanno annullate". Ogni giorno la nostra guida percorre questo viottolo che si inerpica come un serpente sulle montagne. Raggiunge i villaggi e tiene il suo discorso: di prevenzione sanitaria, di idraulica, di ingegneria. Dentro la casa principale si radunano gli abitanti: gli uomini seduti in prima fila; le donne, dietro, con i bambini. Si discute di tutto: della nuova scuola in costruzione e dell'acqua presente da due mesi nel villaggio grazie al contributo di alcune ong straniere. Si tratta di cose concrete. La zona è ricchissima di ruscelli e torrenti. Ma si trovano duecento metri più a valle. Per raccoglierla bisognava scendere un costone ripido in mezzo alla giungla e poi risalire con due taniche legate ad un asta come balance and placed on his shoulders. It took a whole day to collect five gallons. U Thu Wa made flood a ditch and turned it into a basin that is fed by a stream. From here starts the irrigation system that supplies water to all homes, especially electricity, thanks to a turbine driven by a waterfall. The former student leader explains the benefits of this little miracle and the people listen, absorbed, often nodding, talking until you decide other innovations. "Today I make policy in this way," said Tu Way U had fun. "The first people died of dysentery. In the villages they live in contact with animals, you sleep, eat, make their needs together. With water rationing, nothing was enough to get sick. "Unseen, unknown to the central government, these hundreds of villages are now connected to towns such as Kalaw. They have discovered another Burma. They are led by men who know how to use a computer, by women who have learned to read and written by young people attending university. For all are the "tigers" of the Shan. The Way You are also U: "This time," remembers, "we will not be massacred. The weapons were taken where they are. Many had been forcibly conscripted into the army. Have deserted, taking with them their guns. "
In my opinion, REBELLION AND 'MORE' CLOSER THAN WE THINK, CERTAINLY KNOW A COMPLAINT THAT ALLOWS NN POINT IS REACHED THE PEOPLE, AS IT IS ORGANIZED, BUT ONE THING IS 'CERTAIN: NN CAN' REMAIN THE HEAD FOR CHINO SEMPRE.PER have a future of peace and freedom ', WHERE IT IS POSSIBLE TO LIVE IN HARMONY AND GROW YOUR COUNTRY IN ALL DIRECTIONS, AND SOMETIMES 'GUERRA.CHE NOT NEED THE' WAR EASY, AND 'RIVOLTA.E' RIVOLUZIONE.E 'INTAKE TO JUSTICE IN THIS VITA.SONO with them, with all my might. 
Burma, the the Shan rebels preparing weapons REBELS HAVE TO TAKE AND TIRED ENOUGH, I HAVE DECIDED shouldering FUCILI.NELL 'ARTICLE, THERE' A 'AN INTERVIEW WITH BURMESE WAY YOU NAME U THOSE ITS WORDS:
"The rebirth depart from here in these mountains, "she announces." The signs tell me that it will. During the riots of 1988 I was a student leader. We have believed in with strength and dignity. Many died, many have disappeared, others fled. Still others, perhaps thousands, remain in prison. We lost, but next time will not end this way. People do not take it anymore, he wants change, it needs fresh air. The generals, our bosses have had their day. " AND whispers, 'cause that people are used to always be checked, circled REGIME.LA OF LIGHTS ARE HIS LEFT LEG NO LONGER' tendons, YES ', YOU GOT GOOD ....... "There are more tendons. It 'happened in prison."
"Three years in prison, apologized after a long awkward silence," do not forget easily. For six months we have shut down in a hole with no air and no windows. He could hold 20 people, we were in 140. Students especially, but also merchants, doctors, lawyers, engineers. All taken on the street in broad daylight, or indoors at night, torn from their beds. It 'was after the revolt, when they were able to bend with the guns. They were all filmed and photographed It was easy to come looking for us. We live here, and here we stayed. They brought in a barracks, stuck in a tunnel that leads to a room with a single vent on the roof done dome. To breathe they put on each other. But resisting only those at the top, the others died slowly, suffocating. I do not know how many are cracked. I've lost count, in those conditions you can not even understand where you are. The first week I rescued a score. Twenty more the following week, then another twenty, until I was alone. For a month in a row without seeing the light in the middle of my needs. We questioned the military have come from another region, the locals know them, they did not trust. They wanted to know who we were, who led the protests. Refined techniques and humiliating. If I did I warm to sit on a cube of ice and forcing me to be still three or four hours. If asked to drink, opened placed a tap on the ceiling and made a drop of water that always struck me on the same point. "She touches his shoulder:" I think it's called the drop in China. Excruciating, unbearable pain. "Way You now works as a trader, surrounded by girls gathered in what he called their village" invisible. "Treats them as daughters in their host home, where they cook and mend and he, in turn, sends to school. "In Burma," he says, "studying is a privilege for the few, especially for children of military personnel. They have resources and power. It takes a lot of money for books and uniforms. So in the end give up and many are lucky if they find a chore. "The man who sits in front has stopped making political per uscire da quell'inferno ha dovuto firmare un impegno al silenzio. Per sempre. Ma non ha rinunciato alla democrazia. Crede che il cambiamento sia ancora possibile. Resta indifferente quando gli diciamo che la giunta militare, pochi giorni fa, ha messo fuori gioco la leader dell'opposizione Aung San Suu Kyi: non si potrà candidare alle elezioni fissate per il 2010. La considera una mossa prevedibile. Il premio Nobel per la pace è un'icona troppo pericolosa per i vecchi generali aggrappati ad un potere che consente affari d'oro con i ricchi paesi asiatici. Per farci capire, Tu Way ricorre ad un proverbio: "Da noi si dice che le autorità amano solo tre colori: il bianco dell'eroina, il rosso del rubino, il verde della giada". E' convinced that the new push for change will come from ethnic minorities. "I've heard," he says, "that a few miles from here was fired. They were killed many soldiers of the regime. The underground army of the Shan and the Arcan have allies. After the uprising in September last year we realized that no guns you can not get anything. " The temptation of the armed struggle is a new feeling that lingers on Burma. The "tigers" of the Shan are hiding behind the last hill. We see in the distance, beyond the jungle that surrounds us, after the jade-green rice fields that illuminate the valleys. On board a rickety old jeep on a slip road of red earth carved by hand hundreds of men along the ridge of a mountain that marks the border with the "forbidden land". The Golden Triangle is a hundred miles to the north. To reach that area you need a special permit that is never granted. Officially for security reasons, but in reality because in addition to opium production, refining of heroin, the "forbidden land" is the center of trafficking in precious stones, of which the Chinese are masters, and the smuggling of weapons into the hands of Loose bands who share the territory. U Way You take it away. He devoted himself to his homeland, scattered villages in the jungle, discovered only two decades ago. No one knows how and when they were born. For the authorities are "invisible." But inside those dozens of homes, supported pillars of teak, with tin roof and bamboo structure, home to hundreds of men, women and children. Community fairs, with their past, their tradition that has bound our guide to the real world and finally made "visible". E 'peaceful people, but well-organized. Way tells me that you have weapons and ammunition, hidden and are ready to take them out. They've already done. The complaint is highly efficient, blocking any news. But we have often heard explosions and armed clashes in the region. This is confirmed by the village chief who has clear ideas. "We belong to the Shan State and anyone who should rule must deal with us." We ask him what he thinks of the elections in 2010. Bursts in una grossa risata: "Le ultime le hanno annullate". Ogni giorno la nostra guida percorre questo viottolo che si inerpica come un serpente sulle montagne. Raggiunge i villaggi e tiene il suo discorso: di prevenzione sanitaria, di idraulica, di ingegneria. Dentro la casa principale si radunano gli abitanti: gli uomini seduti in prima fila; le donne, dietro, con i bambini. Si discute di tutto: della nuova scuola in costruzione e dell'acqua presente da due mesi nel villaggio grazie al contributo di alcune ong straniere. Si tratta di cose concrete. La zona è ricchissima di ruscelli e torrenti. Ma si trovano duecento metri più a valle. Per raccoglierla bisognava scendere un costone ripido in mezzo alla giungla e poi risalire con due taniche legate ad un asta come balance and placed on his shoulders. It took a whole day to collect five gallons. U Thu Wa made flood a ditch and turned it into a basin that is fed by a stream. From here starts the irrigation system that supplies water to all homes, especially electricity, thanks to a turbine driven by a waterfall. The former student leader explains the benefits of this little miracle and the people listen, absorbed, often nodding, talking until you decide other innovations. "Today I make policy in this way," said Tu Way U had fun. "The first people died of dysentery. In the villages they live in contact with animals, you sleep, eat, make their needs together. With water rationing, nothing was enough to get sick. "Unseen, unknown to the central government, these hundreds of villages are now connected to towns such as Kalaw. They have discovered another Burma. They are led by men who know how to use a computer, by women who have learned to read and written by young people attending university. For all are the "tigers" of the Shan. The Way You are also U: "This time," remembers, "we will not be massacred. The weapons were taken where they are. Many had been forcibly conscripted into the army. Have deserted, taking with them their guns. "
In my opinion, REBELLION AND 'MORE' CLOSER THAN WE THINK, CERTAINLY KNOW A COMPLAINT THAT ALLOWS NN POINT IS REACHED THE PEOPLE, AS IT IS ORGANIZED, BUT ONE THING IS 'CERTAIN: NN CAN' REMAIN THE HEAD FOR CHINO SEMPRE.PER have a future of peace and freedom ', WHERE IT IS POSSIBLE TO LIVE IN HARMONY AND GROW YOUR COUNTRY IN ALL DIRECTIONS, AND SOMETIMES 'GUERRA.CHE NOT NEED THE' WAR EASY, AND 'RIVOLTA.E' RIVOLUZIONE.E 'INTAKE TO JUSTICE IN THIS VITA.SONO with them, with all my might.
Thursday, March 6, 2008
Pokemon Shiny Gold Gameshark
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HEY, THAT NEW 'FROM FIREWORKS! FINALLY A NEWS ON BURMA NN Sifting OBTAINED ON THE WEB, BUT FOUND ON REPUBLIC ON-LINE, EVEN IN THE FRONT PAGE! Forgive my sarcasm, THAT 'A LITTLE' BECOME MY ILLNESS, BUT WERE NN MONTHS THAT HAPPENED!
THIS IS 'THE ARTICLE: Burma rivolta'Noi of the monastery, monks who defied the regime' . IT 'S VERY LONG, but given the remarkable, instead of making a summary, THE PUBLIC IN FULL :
Pakokku - Five months later, there are still traces of the battle. Outside, along the boundary walls chipped by bullets inside the blackened wood floors, gardens overgrown with weeds, in the bathroom flooded collective, plundered the infirmary, novices' in the rooms empty and dirty. Even the corridors, a place of meditation and reading, are occupied by the remains of cabinets, chairs and tables stored in bulk. On the ground, carefully aligned in a locked room, only they were saved: the sacred books of the Sangha, the Buddhist Church, and the ancient palm handwritten parchment. The great monk, the spiritual head of the monastery, is engrossed in his reading. It 's just in the middle of the hall on the first floor where you can take lessons, lying on a bed covered with a teak curtain burgundy. We look forward, surrounded by a deep sense of desolation. The teacher's book fold. He sits down, crosses his legs, he turns toward us, her hands folded on the front door. "Welcome," he said minutes after that seem eternal. Ma-Gway Taungdwingyi, 84, her face smooth, serene look, nothing else is. Notice the silence that the scheme has the imposed. Can not say, like everyone says in Burma, where it all started here, in a monastery on the outskirts of Pakokku: a village far from the beaten track, famous for his strong and perfumed with tobacco which are custom made cigars cheerok, on the banks Ayeyarwady River, the heart of central Burma, now called Myanmar. E 'on August 16 last year. Four government officials are presented in the college of Pakhanngeh Kyaung, the largest of any country, 100 years of history, an immense structure that stands on 322 pillars inlaid wood. Ma-Gway ask: did not come, as many do, to ask for advice and bidding. They have another in mind, the master has come under fire the military junta. Talks too much and speak evil of the government of the military, how deep the gap that separates them from the real country. Warn him without much hesitation: "This must be a place of study and prayer, not politics."
threaten him so sharply: "Stop or I'll rouse your students make disappear." The Monaco is very patient. Use all his charisma and his influence. Remember that an increase of five times the price of petrol and many other basic necessities is starving the people. The monks know it well: they live in close contact with people. The collection that make every morning at dawn, according to a ritual of centuries, barefoot, wrapped in their colorful robes, going from house to house, has been lost. A Pakokku, shown in front of the bowl to collect bids, families bring his hand to his mouth: no food, no money. The teacher calls on officials to leave the monastery. But the four emissaries insist, the order is to arrest him, take him away. Fly big words: the debate is lively, violent, says those who were present. Monaco a challenge, a spiritual teacher, Burma is a serious offense, a provocation. Dozens of novices, children who live in the monastery the time to study the sacred texts of Buddhism and to learn English, have been following the altercation. I am outraged. Involved, as are always present. Even in the 1988 protests were the younger monks, together with the students, to light the fuse of rebellion. A brawl breaks out. The four officials left the monastery to fatigue. But outside their cars are in flames. Ma-Gway Taungdwingyi not go into details and we can avoid questions that can not be made . Will George, our guide to Nyaung U that has accompanied us on the spot, to tell us what happened. In return, as we cross the Ayeyarwady on board a boat, covered by the deafening noise of the engine propeller elongated, explains: "Now I can talk. Before I did not trust anyone. Pakokku is full of spies. The authorities have infiltrated among the monks. La rivolta dell'agosto e settembre scorsi è nata qui dentro. Dopo l'incendio delle auto dei quattro funzionari del governo, sono arrivati la polizia e l'esercito. Ma è accorsa anche la gente del villaggio. La voce si è sparsa in tutta la regione. Migliaia di persone sono giunte dai paesi vicini: ne arrivavano ad ondate, con ogni mezzo, dall'interno e poi con le barche, dall'altra sponda del fiume. Ci sono stati gli scontri, molti feriti, tantissimi morti. La gente è rimasta, ha resistito. La protesta si è allargata a Bagan, a Mandalay, a Yangon. Ventotto giorni di cortei e manifestazioni. Fino a quando sono intervenuti i reparti speciali, con i fucili, le mitragliatrici, lo stato d'assedio, il coprifuoco". Il monastero resterà isolated and surrounded by barbed wire up to Christmas. Today, the college was reopened Pakhanngeh Kyaung but it looks abandoned, few will attend and there is no money to restore the wounds inflicted during the riot. About 836 monks there are only 174 . The few that face, shy and worried, avoid all contact. There is still much suspicion: the monks are seen by the regime as a danger. Throughout Burma, there were 400 000. In ten years the junta, with its "campaign of" purification, reduced them by 20 percent. The monastery is empty. Many have fled. Maybe back home, maybe gone, dead, swallowed up in prison. Nobody knows anything about them. Only the principle Buddhist for whom life is a continuous repetition may explain the contradictions of this country happy and sad together, defiant and resigned. Its charm is all there. Burma seems to float on an indefinitely moored to its glorious past, forced to live a dramatic present, projected onto a future that does not belong yet. of the military junta was surprised by the revolt of Pakokku. He did not expect that in this monastery, situated in the heart of ethnic Bamar, triggering yet another challenge. The dangers historically come from the areas bordering China, Thailand, Laos and India, where minorities are perched more hostile to the dream of a great Burma. Occupied by its business, the scheme had not realized that the whole country was boiling like a volcano ready to explode. Yet just walk in the center of Mandalay, 80 km further north, to understand that the "spring" Burma has never ended. The bloodshed in September on the broad avenue that runs along the majestic fortress built Mindomo of King Min, Konbaung penultimate ruler of the dynasty, has shaken from its torpor this town on the privilege of being the cradle of religion and the last capital of the kingdom before the British rule . Surrounded by darkness after sunset, punctuated by the headlights of scooters and bikes are like swarms invade the streets, blinded by dozens of white-domed pagodas and golden plumes, Mandalay comes to terms with yet another fire. The current reaches a hiccup. The government focuses on the military structures. When he returns, energy is a discharge burning plants reduced to a pile of wires. The short circuit is inevitable. The petrol bought on the black market and kept in the house does the rest. Last year, in this way, only in Mandalay, a million people have gone to fire 40 000 dwellings. Tsa-Tsa, the boy of our risk, we head towards the area where you now stand up red and yellow flames. He needs to work and courage. He claims to not eat for three days. You can believe it. In 2007, according to a Western diplomatic source, there were only two hundred thousand tourists, compared agli 800 mila dell'anno precedente. Si fanno sentire gli inviti (timidi) al boicottaggio rivolti alle Nazioni unite e all'Unione europea contro la giunta militare da 46 anni al potere. Prevalgono gli scrupoli morali. L'appello a disertare la Birmania di Aung San Suu Kyi, premio Nobel per la pace nel 1991, leader dell'Nld (National leage for democracy), vincitrice assoluta delle passate elezioni, da 6 anni di nuovo agli arresti domiciliari, sembra avere effetto . Per due settimane abbiamo girato il paese in lungo e in largo incontrando pochissimi turisti. Chiediamo alla nostra guida cosa sta accadendo; vediamo, in lontananza, le luci della polizia. "Problem, problem", si affanna allarmato. "Police, army, protest". Ma poi, subito dopo, giù a ridere, come fanno sempre i birmani per stemperare anche la più piccola tensione. "Questo viale", racconta, "ad agosto era pieno di gente. Migliaia e migliaia di persone. Prima sono scesi in piazza i monaci, poi la gente si è fatta coraggio e li ha seguiti". Chiediamo quanti feriti e quanti morti ci sono stati. Lo domandiamo spesso in giro. Le risposte sono sempre diverse e vaghe. Dopo tante pressioni, il governo dello Spdc (State peace and development council), ex Slorc, il partito unico, artefice di questa "via birmana al socialismo", ha ammesso dieci vittime, 2700 arresti, tra cui 573 monaci, 1600 dei quali già stati rilasciati. Il "Tate naing" della "Assistance association of political prisoniers" parla invece di 4000 morti e 700 arresti . La verità, inaccessibile, resta isolata al centro della Birmania, a Nyapyidaw, dove il regime, con una scelta paranoica e ossessiva appoggiata dall'indovino di corte, ha deciso di trasferire la nuova capitale. Una città-caserma artificiale, nata dal nulla, senza negozi, ristoranti, case, sale da tè, ospedali e scuole. Ci vivono il vertice della giunta militare, i generali, gli ufficiali, la truppa, i dirigenti del Spdc. Una comunità priva di vita, rumori, colori, emozioni. I birmani ci ridono sopra e la spiegano con una barzelletta: "Hanno paura di tutto, persino del loro popolo". Tsa-Tsa ricorda molto bene i cadaveri abbandonati sull'asfalto or along the sidewalk when the army was ordered to shoot. E 'convinced: "They were burned or dumped in a mass grave." He says that the demonstrations lasted for four weeks. "There were two daily appointments: in the morning at 9 and then at 4 pm. You ate and slept little. We drank coca-cola, sugar gave us strength and kept us awake. The authorities have reacted immediately. have been watching for a week. Firing on religious put them in crisis. " In addition to being a Buddhist, the military junta is known to be superstitious in choosing the most important challenges experts and interpreters of the astral fire can drive away evil spirits. But something broke at the top. Spoken of a clash between the chief, Lt. Gen. Than Shwe, 74, and his deputy, Gen. Maung Aye, 69. The first was in favor of an intervention, the second calls for caution. The reality of the square felt that the hard line. "When I joined the students," said the boy in the rickshaw, "the professors, businessmen, engineers, pharmacists, when all shops were closed, when the parents refused to send their children to school, then engage the repression. " Indicates the loopholes of the wall that runs along the side: "They were shooting from there. The crowd marched and shot them." What happened, he has seen and heard around the world. With photos taken with cell phones and e-mail sent abroad by the most courageous. They are the same that we see rushing toward the fire. The girls in short skirts but with his face protected by the "tannaka" the cream of sandalwood, to keep the skin white. The boys with baggy jeans and slid, colored hair, tattoos, earrings, mixed with those who wear "longyi, the traditional sarong, and slippers. Past and future. All together. They raise two fingers in victory, horn and trumpet trilling bells of their bikes. The school is over. Two powerful speakers firing heavy metal music from a truck. Tonight we dance. The new fire will be off. Burma, the real one, no longer wants wait.
threaten him so sharply: "Stop or I'll rouse your students make disappear." The Monaco is very patient. Use all his charisma and his influence. Remember that an increase of five times the price of petrol and many other basic necessities is starving the people. The monks know it well: they live in close contact with people. The collection that make every morning at dawn, according to a ritual of centuries, barefoot, wrapped in their colorful robes, going from house to house, has been lost. A Pakokku, shown in front of the bowl to collect bids, families bring his hand to his mouth: no food, no money. The teacher calls on officials to leave the monastery. But the four emissaries insist, the order is to arrest him, take him away. Fly big words: the debate is lively, violent, says those who were present. Monaco a challenge, a spiritual teacher, Burma is a serious offense, a provocation. Dozens of novices, children who live in the monastery the time to study the sacred texts of Buddhism and to learn English, have been following the altercation. I am outraged. Involved, as are always present. Even in the 1988 protests were the younger monks, together with the students, to light the fuse of rebellion. A brawl breaks out. The four officials left the monastery to fatigue. But outside their cars are in flames. Ma-Gway Taungdwingyi not go into details and we can avoid questions that can not be made . Will George, our guide to Nyaung U that has accompanied us on the spot, to tell us what happened. In return, as we cross the Ayeyarwady on board a boat, covered by the deafening noise of the engine propeller elongated, explains: "Now I can talk. Before I did not trust anyone. Pakokku is full of spies. The authorities have infiltrated among the monks. La rivolta dell'agosto e settembre scorsi è nata qui dentro. Dopo l'incendio delle auto dei quattro funzionari del governo, sono arrivati la polizia e l'esercito. Ma è accorsa anche la gente del villaggio. La voce si è sparsa in tutta la regione. Migliaia di persone sono giunte dai paesi vicini: ne arrivavano ad ondate, con ogni mezzo, dall'interno e poi con le barche, dall'altra sponda del fiume. Ci sono stati gli scontri, molti feriti, tantissimi morti. La gente è rimasta, ha resistito. La protesta si è allargata a Bagan, a Mandalay, a Yangon. Ventotto giorni di cortei e manifestazioni. Fino a quando sono intervenuti i reparti speciali, con i fucili, le mitragliatrici, lo stato d'assedio, il coprifuoco". Il monastero resterà isolated and surrounded by barbed wire up to Christmas. Today, the college was reopened Pakhanngeh Kyaung but it looks abandoned, few will attend and there is no money to restore the wounds inflicted during the riot. About 836 monks there are only 174 . The few that face, shy and worried, avoid all contact. There is still much suspicion: the monks are seen by the regime as a danger. Throughout Burma, there were 400 000. In ten years the junta, with its "campaign of" purification, reduced them by 20 percent. The monastery is empty. Many have fled. Maybe back home, maybe gone, dead, swallowed up in prison. Nobody knows anything about them. Only the principle Buddhist for whom life is a continuous repetition may explain the contradictions of this country happy and sad together, defiant and resigned. Its charm is all there. Burma seems to float on an indefinitely moored to its glorious past, forced to live a dramatic present, projected onto a future that does not belong yet. of the military junta was surprised by the revolt of Pakokku. He did not expect that in this monastery, situated in the heart of ethnic Bamar, triggering yet another challenge. The dangers historically come from the areas bordering China, Thailand, Laos and India, where minorities are perched more hostile to the dream of a great Burma. Occupied by its business, the scheme had not realized that the whole country was boiling like a volcano ready to explode. Yet just walk in the center of Mandalay, 80 km further north, to understand that the "spring" Burma has never ended. The bloodshed in September on the broad avenue that runs along the majestic fortress built Mindomo of King Min, Konbaung penultimate ruler of the dynasty, has shaken from its torpor this town on the privilege of being the cradle of religion and the last capital of the kingdom before the British rule . Surrounded by darkness after sunset, punctuated by the headlights of scooters and bikes are like swarms invade the streets, blinded by dozens of white-domed pagodas and golden plumes, Mandalay comes to terms with yet another fire. The current reaches a hiccup. The government focuses on the military structures. When he returns, energy is a discharge burning plants reduced to a pile of wires. The short circuit is inevitable. The petrol bought on the black market and kept in the house does the rest. Last year, in this way, only in Mandalay, a million people have gone to fire 40 000 dwellings. Tsa-Tsa, the boy of our risk, we head towards the area where you now stand up red and yellow flames. He needs to work and courage. He claims to not eat for three days. You can believe it. In 2007, according to a Western diplomatic source, there were only two hundred thousand tourists, compared agli 800 mila dell'anno precedente. Si fanno sentire gli inviti (timidi) al boicottaggio rivolti alle Nazioni unite e all'Unione europea contro la giunta militare da 46 anni al potere. Prevalgono gli scrupoli morali. L'appello a disertare la Birmania di Aung San Suu Kyi, premio Nobel per la pace nel 1991, leader dell'Nld (National leage for democracy), vincitrice assoluta delle passate elezioni, da 6 anni di nuovo agli arresti domiciliari, sembra avere effetto . Per due settimane abbiamo girato il paese in lungo e in largo incontrando pochissimi turisti. Chiediamo alla nostra guida cosa sta accadendo; vediamo, in lontananza, le luci della polizia. "Problem, problem", si affanna allarmato. "Police, army, protest". Ma poi, subito dopo, giù a ridere, come fanno sempre i birmani per stemperare anche la più piccola tensione. "Questo viale", racconta, "ad agosto era pieno di gente. Migliaia e migliaia di persone. Prima sono scesi in piazza i monaci, poi la gente si è fatta coraggio e li ha seguiti". Chiediamo quanti feriti e quanti morti ci sono stati. Lo domandiamo spesso in giro. Le risposte sono sempre diverse e vaghe. Dopo tante pressioni, il governo dello Spdc (State peace and development council), ex Slorc, il partito unico, artefice di questa "via birmana al socialismo", ha ammesso dieci vittime, 2700 arresti, tra cui 573 monaci, 1600 dei quali già stati rilasciati. Il "Tate naing" della "Assistance association of political prisoniers" parla invece di 4000 morti e 700 arresti . La verità, inaccessibile, resta isolata al centro della Birmania, a Nyapyidaw, dove il regime, con una scelta paranoica e ossessiva appoggiata dall'indovino di corte, ha deciso di trasferire la nuova capitale. Una città-caserma artificiale, nata dal nulla, senza negozi, ristoranti, case, sale da tè, ospedali e scuole. Ci vivono il vertice della giunta militare, i generali, gli ufficiali, la truppa, i dirigenti del Spdc. Una comunità priva di vita, rumori, colori, emozioni. I birmani ci ridono sopra e la spiegano con una barzelletta: "Hanno paura di tutto, persino del loro popolo". Tsa-Tsa ricorda molto bene i cadaveri abbandonati sull'asfalto or along the sidewalk when the army was ordered to shoot. E 'convinced: "They were burned or dumped in a mass grave." He says that the demonstrations lasted for four weeks. "There were two daily appointments: in the morning at 9 and then at 4 pm. You ate and slept little. We drank coca-cola, sugar gave us strength and kept us awake. The authorities have reacted immediately. have been watching for a week. Firing on religious put them in crisis. " In addition to being a Buddhist, the military junta is known to be superstitious in choosing the most important challenges experts and interpreters of the astral fire can drive away evil spirits. But something broke at the top. Spoken of a clash between the chief, Lt. Gen. Than Shwe, 74, and his deputy, Gen. Maung Aye, 69. The first was in favor of an intervention, the second calls for caution. The reality of the square felt that the hard line. "When I joined the students," said the boy in the rickshaw, "the professors, businessmen, engineers, pharmacists, when all shops were closed, when the parents refused to send their children to school, then engage the repression. " Indicates the loopholes of the wall that runs along the side: "They were shooting from there. The crowd marched and shot them." What happened, he has seen and heard around the world. With photos taken with cell phones and e-mail sent abroad by the most courageous. They are the same that we see rushing toward the fire. The girls in short skirts but with his face protected by the "tannaka" the cream of sandalwood, to keep the skin white. The boys with baggy jeans and slid, colored hair, tattoos, earrings, mixed with those who wear "longyi, the traditional sarong, and slippers. Past and future. All together. They raise two fingers in victory, horn and trumpet trilling bells of their bikes. The school is over. Two powerful speakers firing heavy metal music from a truck. Tonight we dance. The new fire will be off. Burma, the real one, no longer wants wait.
THE WIND OF FREEDOM 'kept blowing, INDOMITO.LA FEAR HAS ARRIVED, HE HAS DECIDED TO WITHDRAW IN A CITY-GHOST. AND' THE SIGN THAT THE REBELLION DEVOVO CONTINUE, AND ALSO THAT THE BOYCOTT IS GIVING SOME FRUTTI.CERTO, the road is 'long, but the Burmese have always proved to PAZIENZA.E HAVE WITH THEIR PHILOSOPHY WHICH MAKES THIS EVEN ABLE TO LAUGH ABOUT THEIR WOES, DARA' THEM THE STRENGTH TO CONTINUE TO COMBATTERE.VORREI ONLY KNEW THAT THE WORLD LEANING CONCRETAMENTE.E the junta fell SOON.
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