Light a Candle for the Miners in Chile

 

Today on Shabbat, I will send my very special thoughts to the locked-in miners in Chile, and to their Families! May G-d and all the Angels watch over You and make Your time as easy as possible!

And may the best of science, and skills from scientists all over the World come to Your rescue, as well as Your co-working miners will help to get an ending to this tragedy as fast as it ever can be done!

Somehow I feel hope, too. Hope that conditions for hard working miners will be better because of this tragedy. Hope that people, the masses, will set demands that will be respected. Hope that it will be one more step towards the insight that we, the people, the masses, must be supposed to rule this World - not bad managers or corrupted governments!

A TRUE LITTLE STORY FROM A COUNTRY IN WAR

This is a true story.

A couple of years ago, my husband met a man from Africa. He came from a really small village, with almost no phones or TV-sets etc, so my husband asked him how on Earth he had found his way up to this cold little country so far North. He looked at my husband for a short while, than he said:

Well... In my home-country there are land-mines almost everywhere. People die from them every day.

Then one day I saw a box of wood. It turned out that mines were shipped in these boxes to my country. On one of the boxes I could read "BOFORS MADE IN SWEDEN".

For a moment, I stood still and really thought of these words. After a short moment I had decided what to do.

You see, when this country, Sweden, sent its land-mines and more, to destroy my country, I thought that I had to go there to live in peace.

                 And so he did...

BUT WHO AM I…?

Who am I,

to just step to the side?

Who am I,

for a fight close both my eyes?

Who am I,

to just put our future

in the hands of people struggling

backwards?

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Who am I,

to let people somewhere die?

Who am I,

to all ideals deny?

Who am I,

to just show up my throat

and let them bite us till we loose

our breathes?

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Still I´m going strong,

Still I´m leading all my lifetime.

Still I have some ones to fight for,

And I will fight for them

until the day I die!!! /Transl. Irene Matkowitzc

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In Memory of the Swedish songwriter Bjorn Afzelius, who wrote his songs and music in the same spirit as Victor Jara, also he still alive in our hearts and minds.

I LOOOOOVE GRAFFITI!!!

Yes, I love graffiti and - all street art.

Watch the incredibly energy in this art!

                 

But I love all kinds of art - classic sculptures as well as an exhibition with Campbell's soup cans, or a breathtaking view as well as a special stone on the sunny beach…

 

 No matter by whom or why it was created, an object that brings an impulse, a reaction, a tickle in my mind or whatever - that’s Art!

But graffiti’s created by people to be seen by other people, and not only that, it also keeps the City alive! I will for sure not live in a City that is only a monument over architects and politicians, a dead zone, where the houses are grey, grey, grey, sometimes off-white and occasionally light off-yellow. And what happens when someone’s walking in this grey City? I can tell, it’s a pure business trick, ‘cause the environment will expose everything in the shops! Make them colorful and beautiful. And almost everyone will shop far more than they would do in a colorful environment, with if ex graffiti.

                               

Now when we know that the real question is not if graffiti is Art or not, but a question of how much money we spend, it’s also quite easy to understand why the prime minister in Sweden, and his ruling government has no objections against “no-tolerance” according graffiti in Stockholm and Gothenburg - the only two Cities in Europe with “no-tolerance”, by the way.

DON’T LET THEM TRY TO CHEAT US - SAY YES TO THE GRAFFITI AND OTHER STREET ART!!!

WHAT OR WHEN IS IT CORRUPTION?

 Today I heard that the fact that one princess in Sweden and her guy from a village up North, had got honey-moon, private flight and expenses payed by a wealthy man who could afford it, that this could be “corruption”

Sorry, but when writing “princess”, “wealthy man” and “private flight” in the same sentence, I really don’t think of corruption…

But when I write that hardworking, underpayed worn-out working people had to pay their wedding. They will have to pay their castles, their travels, their living with fancy dinners etc etc, that’s when I come to think of corruption – “you scratch my back and I’ll scratch yours”.

I see this, not only as corruption but actually as THEFT!