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They are relentless, the radical capitalists, the ugly, rabid
pit-bull terriers of the humankind. The other day two of them, one
called Jamil Anderlini and the other Mure Dickie, barked for the
Financial Times yet another ridiculous attack on communism. They
claimed the Chinese were bribing, albeit corrupting their
journalists with "red envelopes" containing just under €20
equivalent of Rmb 200 in cash. The petty cash was extended to
journalists attending various events as "transport expense" and the
practice was heralded as a crown argument for the rotten morals
prevailing in endemically corrupt Communist China.
Your stomach may turn upside down by this revolting piece of senseless Goebelsian piece of journalism. Since I have grown resistant to this sort of blatant brainwashing by the UK media I only develop rashes all over me and an itch to hit back. The FT is probably The Most unreliable daily published on the island. These two and their editors KNOW or must have known years ago that most or all of the EU member countries corrupt domestic and foreign journalists on an incomparably larger scale. I am personally a witness and recipient of the lavish bribe extended by the Dutch ministry of Foreign Affairs. Hundreds, though afterthought indicates they were thousands, of journalists attending a 3-4 day event in The Hague, were treated to continuous open buffet modified slightly for breakfast, lunch, snack-time and dinner. Drinks, including wine, were poured non-stop.
You could fill in your bags with sandwiches and with fruit, with nescafe and tea-bags
We had free telephone lines for all the world: call anybody you want and chatr for hours. One could call and entertain for as long one pleased in rousing sex-chats with the sex-shops in Thailand, Tokio, Turkey, Texas or Tibet.
There are no sex-shops in Tibet. OK, you could call the Dalai Llama.
There is not a Dalai Lama in Tibet, the bloody communists have thrown him out.
OK, you can call the Yetty instead. Or somebody else: call the resident CIA man in Tibet. But Tibet you dial for free.
This sort of treatment is in the 150 euro daily bracket and summs up to €500 for three days.
They do it so many times every year in the West. The G6, 7 and 8. The EU summit and under-summit. The NATO, OTAN, NAVO. The opening of the ICC in the Hague extended the same corruptive treatment of the world media. Once you are a journalist - the National Tourist Offices pay your return airfare, your hotel, your taxis, your films, your escort, your everything.
The ANVR does it on a grand scale.Their famous Annual Congress week=long event is sweetened (bribed-up) with at least a €1,000 per person gratuits.
The ANWB too. They'll take you for a free all-day ride on a luxurious old boat to watch the tall ships slide by in comfort better than the one enjoyed by the queen, will wine you and dine you and music you till sunset, will see you off with a superb rain-jacket I believe is about €50 as their memento for the day. My estimate is that such a treat is a bribe of about €700 per person.
Actually, bloody everybody, even the most obscure RAI event will have a press-room stacked with sandwiches, beer, refreshments and gratis parking for journalists, a bundle that costs at least €30 outside of the press-booth. The Financial Times publishes 'special reports' as supplements to the genuine newspaper. That concept is a revolting cheating and bribing practice the pink paper of British extreme liberal financial might has mastered through frequent and unabashed use and misuse. When the FT produces a "special report" section for the regular newspaper do not even come close to think that the editors have decided to produce an in-debth analysis of a country, a region (Sheik's Abu Dhabi, my Macedonia, Sarkozy's Frrance, Russian Arctic) or an industry, important institution, a social trend a scientific breakthrough.
These sharks have no other interest but grabbing your money. These journalists are ready to be corrupted for real money, not the "transport allowance" paid to their Chinese colleagues attending a press conference 20 miles away from the media newsroom. The Financial Times charges money (it is being bribed, or paid for as a whore to complete a service) to cheat the unsuspecting public that its "supplement" called Special Report Republic of Macedonia is a genuine piece of editorial journalism. But it is not.
The Special Report is paid by the government of Macedonia.
That is corruption of the FT.
That is amoral.
That is the great train robbery of criminality in journalism as compared to the €29 transport money.
The FT lies the poor Macedonian ignoramuses that ALL THE WORLD will change their attitude towards Macedonia once the people will have seen the "special report" on their country in the FT,
FT must have implied that it would have never gone out with such a report if its editors did not know something extra: Macedonia is being groomed for opening EU-accession talks. Influential people suggest it would be beneficial if a special report was published now. Top authors will be sent to cover the subject.
And those pigs, those little vermin gather courage to come out and attack the Chinese journalists who receive €29 to pay their taxi to the event and back AND to claim that such an attitude is their proof Communism was endemically rotten and corrupt while they, they were the epitomes of moral purity!
Your stomach may turn upside down by this revolting piece of senseless Goebelsian piece of journalism. Since I have grown resistant to this sort of blatant brainwashing by the UK media I only develop rashes all over me and an itch to hit back. The FT is probably The Most unreliable daily published on the island. These two and their editors KNOW or must have known years ago that most or all of the EU member countries corrupt domestic and foreign journalists on an incomparably larger scale. I am personally a witness and recipient of the lavish bribe extended by the Dutch ministry of Foreign Affairs. Hundreds, though afterthought indicates they were thousands, of journalists attending a 3-4 day event in The Hague, were treated to continuous open buffet modified slightly for breakfast, lunch, snack-time and dinner. Drinks, including wine, were poured non-stop.
You could fill in your bags with sandwiches and with fruit, with nescafe and tea-bags
We had free telephone lines for all the world: call anybody you want and chatr for hours. One could call and entertain for as long one pleased in rousing sex-chats with the sex-shops in Thailand, Tokio, Turkey, Texas or Tibet.
There are no sex-shops in Tibet. OK, you could call the Dalai Llama.
There is not a Dalai Lama in Tibet, the bloody communists have thrown him out.
OK, you can call the Yetty instead. Or somebody else: call the resident CIA man in Tibet. But Tibet you dial for free.
This sort of treatment is in the 150 euro daily bracket and summs up to €500 for three days.
They do it so many times every year in the West. The G6, 7 and 8. The EU summit and under-summit. The NATO, OTAN, NAVO. The opening of the ICC in the Hague extended the same corruptive treatment of the world media. Once you are a journalist - the National Tourist Offices pay your return airfare, your hotel, your taxis, your films, your escort, your everything.
The ANVR does it on a grand scale.Their famous Annual Congress week=long event is sweetened (bribed-up) with at least a €1,000 per person gratuits.
The ANWB too. They'll take you for a free all-day ride on a luxurious old boat to watch the tall ships slide by in comfort better than the one enjoyed by the queen, will wine you and dine you and music you till sunset, will see you off with a superb rain-jacket I believe is about €50 as their memento for the day. My estimate is that such a treat is a bribe of about €700 per person.
Actually, bloody everybody, even the most obscure RAI event will have a press-room stacked with sandwiches, beer, refreshments and gratis parking for journalists, a bundle that costs at least €30 outside of the press-booth. The Financial Times publishes 'special reports' as supplements to the genuine newspaper. That concept is a revolting cheating and bribing practice the pink paper of British extreme liberal financial might has mastered through frequent and unabashed use and misuse. When the FT produces a "special report" section for the regular newspaper do not even come close to think that the editors have decided to produce an in-debth analysis of a country, a region (Sheik's Abu Dhabi, my Macedonia, Sarkozy's Frrance, Russian Arctic) or an industry, important institution, a social trend a scientific breakthrough.
These sharks have no other interest but grabbing your money. These journalists are ready to be corrupted for real money, not the "transport allowance" paid to their Chinese colleagues attending a press conference 20 miles away from the media newsroom. The Financial Times charges money (it is being bribed, or paid for as a whore to complete a service) to cheat the unsuspecting public that its "supplement" called Special Report Republic of Macedonia is a genuine piece of editorial journalism. But it is not.
The Special Report is paid by the government of Macedonia.
That is corruption of the FT.
That is amoral.
That is the great train robbery of criminality in journalism as compared to the €29 transport money.
The FT lies the poor Macedonian ignoramuses that ALL THE WORLD will change their attitude towards Macedonia once the people will have seen the "special report" on their country in the FT,
FT must have implied that it would have never gone out with such a report if its editors did not know something extra: Macedonia is being groomed for opening EU-accession talks. Influential people suggest it would be beneficial if a special report was published now. Top authors will be sent to cover the subject.
And those pigs, those little vermin gather courage to come out and attack the Chinese journalists who receive €29 to pay their taxi to the event and back AND to claim that such an attitude is their proof Communism was endemically rotten and corrupt while they, they were the epitomes of moral purity!



Well, this is
just the beginning of an idea, pretty entangled right now, very
private, almost intimate. It is about my personal feelings arising
from a visual contact with faces of public figures by proxy. I
mean, this is sort of reflections triggered by published pictures
of various people without or definitely before
reading a word about their characters. Say, so far there are these
accounts about Giovanni Accongiagioco Elkann, of the Agnelli
family; Howard Stern, the King of All Media in the USA;
Barack Obama, possibly the next US President; Toshihiko
Fukui, governor of the Bank of Japan; Patricia Joan
Remak, former Dutch MP, now convict; Peter Hartz, VW and
Germany's super crook; Chad Hurley, co-establisher of
YouTube; Nobuyoki Oneida, CFO of Sony Corporation;
Florentine Rost van Tonningen, Dutch Black Widow I'll
read your portraits too, if you send the pic! TRY ME So,
all you need to do is
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dolor sit amet, consectetur, adipisci velit I think Turkey deserves
every possible argument supporting its impressive drive to full EU
membership.
There is this
multi-faceted Turkey Now" festival in earnest preparation
going on all over town these days. If you read Het Parool
you would know this already. There will be, just after St.
Valentine Day, at least 20 events and one of the highlights is a
jazz concert that you can sample here:
Tom, a
handsome dude, walked into a sports bar around 9:58 PM. He sat down
next to a blonde at the bar and stared up at the TV. The 10:00 news
was on. The news crew was covering a story of a man on ledge of a
large building preparing to jump. The blonde looked at Tom and
said, -Do you think he'll jump? Tom says, -You know, I bet he'll
jump. The blonde replied, -Well, I bet he won't. Tom placed a $20
bill on the bar and said, -You're on!" Just as the blonde placed
her money on the bar, the guy on the ledge did a swan dive off the
building, falling to his death. The blonde was very upset, but
willingly handed her $20 to Tom, saying, -Fair's Fair. Here's your
money. Tom replied, -I can't take your money, I saw this earlier on
the 5 o'clock news and so I knew he would jump. The blonde replied,
-I did too; but I didn't think he'd do it again. Tom took the
money.
Reading
Some of you
may be interested in my impressions from travels around the world.
Just begun developing that site. A bit early for promoting it, but
that is how I tick. 
Panama hat:
hand-made exclusivily in Ecuador from a plant called Toquilla. 1)
How long did the Hundred Years War
last?
So, this is
about new places with unknown faces. About longitudes where the sun
casts different shadows and the air is full with new scents. This
is about awakening of memories for fresh beginnings and the comfort
of returning to old fireplaces. Above: The castle atop, typical
architecture, the Roman theatre
Believe you
me, I know every single trick from the vaults of
After a year
of fun and play we, the bloggers, know that there is a lot
of time, effort and skill poured into the VK. I believe that GJB
and us could chat a bit about a new, commercial, twist to the
individual pages. Since we are a sort of one big family maybe we
should see whether and how we could contribute to the costs of this
facility, gather money for improving it and, doing so, earn a
decent buck individually. The proposal is simple. GJB supplies
those who are interested the price-list for a 300x300 pix slot on
this column, agrees to pay us commission (which he anyways pays to
others) and we contract sponsors who pay directly to VK upon which
VK shells out our part. We as authors do not promote
those sponsors in our posts. There are parties which do not even
know about the VK but may be interested to advertise here for any
reason, especially sponsoring an acquaintance's or friend's hobby
or whatever. To secure that the big-time advertising wizards are
not affected, we, the small fry, would be allowed to bring adds at
least 600 pixels under the ad at the top for which VK gets
money. So, that is it. Simple like Senate Beans Soup. 

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