Monday, July 31, 2006
Unblocked Dune Buggy Games
One thing that is testing the flexibility of the current Limitation Act / Impunity is the cowardice of the military giant involved in human rights violations. With her circle of absolute impunity and protection cracked policy, the brave young torturers and murderers of unarmed women, tremble, become shit, get hair extensions, they break their word, they escape, protest, demand-appear fuck-their rights. Not exactly what they promised when they knew all the powers protected by friends, when they said that would never be arrested alive.
This is not a mystery: We have been in the history of peoples and armies characters cruel but brave fans on behalf of their ideas have been inhumane and abhorrent acts then have charge of them, convinced of the justice its monstrosity. This is not the case of repressive military dictatorships Southern Cone. Local monsters really did not face a real war with real and dangerous evil that despite the military pride of the guerrillas, and never had doubts about the criminal nature and not necessary the horror provoked. Thus those hands were soiled the most unworthy of these armies and in exchange for this work were rewarded, usually cheaply, sometimes for barter or sale of booty. No wonder that their names are synonymous with cowardice and military personnel, remember the blond angel Astiz, surrendered to the British without firing a shot, let's central jail in the smiling torturer Gavazzo , saying that if they would find they would be armed. But you know what material is made of these people, not worth it abound.
What got me out of lethargy and warmed me in the middle of the polar cold wave is the emergence in the arena of a new champion of this herd and the tactics proposed by it. Today I was surprised to learn that half the Military Circle commissioned someone to articulate in Castilian what their atrophied neurons can not: to outline a defense to media requests for extradition from Argentina to justice some of the Uruguayan military officers. And who is responsible for this unwelcome task? Bingo; favorite intellectual divine right: Rodolfo M. Fattorusso .
What do you want to express and what tactics to prevent people Fattorusso well as "Goyo" Alvarez or "Pajarito" Silveira be extradited to the nearby shore? Well, it's simple, it is known that Argentina is a bad, bad, bad, chaired by a squint that Caligula is able to do anything to harm a proud East and now, not content with trying to put the stick in wheel to the paper mills that are going to get well, wants to take the military with the Uruguayan people are reconciled to (exact words) "lynching." To illustrate this Fattorusso speaks on the news of the Country Code 8 and limiting their verba florida only two points: that justice Argentina dependent on the executive, ie the scourge of the Uruguay Kirchner, and that this perfidious Peronist also had a particularly malignant exception to the Act specifically exclude Pardon the Uruguayans involved in operations in Argentina. And there is Christ who move to these two points that threaten the sovereignty, no sir, never mind what those men did or what they should do, talk about what is at stake is the very existence of Uruguay This noble country now embodied in gallant figure of Gavazzo Nino.
Fattorusso arguments are stubborn and have one thing in common: they both lie. One thing that almost all the world to Argentina's opposition, has recognized clearing Kirchner is his reliance on the Supreme Court direct neighbor of the submission to the presidency, one of the gifts he had given Menem and their approximation of it to the real justice. Approximation, of course, is neither complete nor perfect, but should not be put as an example of corruption in the country Eguren judge and prosecutor Moller. In the country in which the Supreme Court upheld a law unconstitutional on all four sides as the amnesty law. The other lies, more brazen still is the suggestion that Kirchner just up the pardons of the Uruguayan army and are the only ones who threw the dogs when it happened was a simple confirmation that those did not governed more Menem's pardon. The absurd inclusion of Uruguayans in the Act of Pardon for Argentines Carlos Menem issued by was the result of an ignoble trade-off with the government of Sanguinetti, in a bargaining election deserves to be remembered the most repulsive the history of international politics, and it was logical to disappear with the other barriers protection of genocide there. But this rebate Fattorusso even when Aldo Silva shyly reminds him, the important thing is what it seems it happened, not what happened and the message to be left is a single note, today Gilberto Vazquez, tomorrow Fray Bentos, after the ass of the daughters of ROU When Silva dares to say that the crimes for which Argentina is requiring justice to the Uruguayan army were crimes (the murder of Michelini and Gutiérrez Ruiz , kidnapping the granddaughter of Gelman) committed in Argentina , Fattorusso returns to the principle and adds a fraternal spirit and little sepoy is not England and his admirable justice that calls to these pro-men but justice in Argentina, the lynch organization. So, Uruguay, close ranks.
I do not really matter what anyone says Fattorusso and in some ways it is admirable to me, this man of culture to which I have heard that Jose Diaz "made the mistake of birth" has always been a sort of fascist organic has always been vocal about expressing their ideas of hatred and disgust towards everything that smacks of leftists, trade unionists, or American people, and indeed it seems almost courageous, though I was not very clear whether it is in an honorary capacity - that decides to put his eloquence in the service of the cause they believe their friends and killers. In a way, by siding publicly with people they believe almost every stinking garbage River Plate, proves to be something like the consistency but may be something else.
What interests me is to remember is where does this thinker, that legitimizes it, and remember that the torturers and public champion liar is a columnist for the objective and democratic Search, whose director recently walked about the role strutting current copy of the press in times of intolerance frontage, and Radio Sarandi the journalistic voice of the brave morning defending the security, economic freedom and the Uruguayan media. And remember, Fattorusso, which is given as an example of intellectual and learned person despite that none of the columns of light philology shows signs of having read a fucking book of literary theory in his life, was part of the think tank the great statesman Sanguinetti government-one that gives free lessons at this time-a populist who says he wrote several speeches. If you have these things clear and memory is much easier to get a map of ideological extremism in Uruguay, that dreaded thing against all this riffraff notes without ever passed in front of a mirror.
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
How To Wax Downstairs
pig's breath on the previous post on the blog post
(Post long, tedious, "navel-gazing" and self-referral to full: if you annoy these features do not be an idiot or masochist, stop reading now and leave me in peace eggs in the comments)
A recent
called me on msn asking "what's wrong to Fuck You Tiger has changed so much and is so serious? ." I resented the observation bother me-as usual-because he was absolutely right; Fuck You Tiger is more serious, but not only that, is longer, verbose, pompous, pedantic and heavy to defend in a medium in which mobility and agility are the best weapons. The reasons for these changes are many and include increasing and unbearable my dissent with the political party of government, my gradual disillusionment and panic to the increasingly degraded and a general culture underground personal crisis changed me quite the way you see things. But mostly the changes were related to the blog's own growth and self-awareness of being read by many people and, above all, by many people that do not share the same codes of expression. That forced me, perhaps journalistic personal strain, to further clarify, exemplify more and more preachy, making posts in objects much larger and heavier than it wanted be and what they were in the days when the blog was read by three or four characters that played taquito.
Lately I is growing a lot of skepticism about the benefits of trade possibilities that Internet provides. I believe that, dazzled by the facilities and availability that provides what we have forgotten that, like everything in the universe, has to change. And we forget that in cultural terms can be a kind of Greek gift. The web-based communication and sharing peer to peer is a cultural revolution that has little apocalyptic and integrated unanimously (with the exception of Metallica fucking millionaires, of course). The concept Blog democratization seemed absolute terms and the dream of immediacy of it. Maybe it is, but is incomplete and easily sabotage.
When they began to popularize the channels of communication via the web, I remember thinking it was an interesting way to anywhere except Uruguay. In a society of almost pathological cowardice (if eastern become " as enlightened as brave " means that there is a minimum 80% illiteracy, whether they know) and a self-repression of expression that looks like a Freudian dream, access to a means of expression from which the feasibly anonymous slander, attack, or is generally escrachar as a divine blessing, as if a pedophile being given access to surveillance cameras in a school. Any blog of some popular terms being harassed by some resentment which ultimately anonymous blogger to lose any desire to move forward with anything, or disable comments, which eliminates the feedback that makes a blog a truly groundbreaking instrument. I can say that the sweet potato is not something unique to the Uruguayan blogs, but I think the record in the same self and the tremendous levels of bad temper are a real local specialty.
The previous post was a highly sensitive matter that I thought would be safe from this sort of thing. It was not and, in any way appeared a poor fool to attack the other commenters on behalf of aestheticism that apparently did not include the spelling in their values. I left the comment , a kind of smelly fart graph can only have been written by someone very little favored in life, because it served to remember that the type of people who read are not all equal, that there are people who take all a number of difficulties to get a little dirt in any space to feel excluded. But the point is that a traitor can with a thousand brave and really a comment just detracts from what could be a place of communion about something delicate and make exactly the opposite. One comment over 70, like a leper meddle in the pool.
What I mean is that a more or less popular blog is an inappropriate means of expression of anything other than a para-journalistic guerrilla, an anonymous denunciation space or a meeting very specific tastes. He concluded that there is a suitable space to talk about serious things, much less to show any vulnerability. Not that that's the goal of FYT, but it was the writing of what I sing the eggs, without worrying about results or reactions, and propose a swap with people who really had an affinity with it, because delivery of a simple hedonistic principle to the letter and that I am is what I do not read or pay attention to what I dislike. Unless otherwise required or that thing has some power over me, that is, not for a fucking blog.
But I can not write about what I sing with ease, then it makes sense to write in a blog, and I do not care to offer a forum for someone to vent their grievances to me or that I believe. No, I'll pass. The dynamics of the blog makes some readers think that it is a kind of substitute nerd life experiences more intense. Not for me, what can we do and the temporary facilities that previously had to write and I have not, nor the desire. Blogs have a peculiar, an intermediate space between the public and personal communication, usually does not matter much to me first and I have better means in which to exercise, and for the second I have two essential things: to embrace the listener , or failing cagarlo to blows. It's that simple.
I have a couple of half-written posts to publish in the coming days, when finished. Then I think that enough is enough, already tired and I'm tired. Time to move on .
(Post long, tedious, "navel-gazing" and self-referral to full: if you annoy these features do not be an idiot or masochist, stop reading now and leave me in peace eggs in the comments)
A recent
called me on msn asking "what's wrong to Fuck You Tiger has changed so much and is so serious? ." I resented the observation bother me-as usual-because he was absolutely right; Fuck You Tiger is more serious, but not only that, is longer, verbose, pompous, pedantic and heavy to defend in a medium in which mobility and agility are the best weapons. The reasons for these changes are many and include increasing and unbearable my dissent with the political party of government, my gradual disillusionment and panic to the increasingly degraded and a general culture underground personal crisis changed me quite the way you see things. But mostly the changes were related to the blog's own growth and self-awareness of being read by many people and, above all, by many people that do not share the same codes of expression. That forced me, perhaps journalistic personal strain, to further clarify, exemplify more and more preachy, making posts in objects much larger and heavier than it wanted be and what they were in the days when the blog was read by three or four characters that played taquito.
Lately I is growing a lot of skepticism about the benefits of trade possibilities that Internet provides. I believe that, dazzled by the facilities and availability that provides what we have forgotten that, like everything in the universe, has to change. And we forget that in cultural terms can be a kind of Greek gift. The web-based communication and sharing peer to peer is a cultural revolution that has little apocalyptic and integrated unanimously (with the exception of Metallica fucking millionaires, of course). The concept Blog democratization seemed absolute terms and the dream of immediacy of it. Maybe it is, but is incomplete and easily sabotage.
When they began to popularize the channels of communication via the web, I remember thinking it was an interesting way to anywhere except Uruguay. In a society of almost pathological cowardice (if eastern become " as enlightened as brave " means that there is a minimum 80% illiteracy, whether they know) and a self-repression of expression that looks like a Freudian dream, access to a means of expression from which the feasibly anonymous slander, attack, or is generally escrachar as a divine blessing, as if a pedophile being given access to surveillance cameras in a school. Any blog of some popular terms being harassed by some resentment which ultimately anonymous blogger to lose any desire to move forward with anything, or disable comments, which eliminates the feedback that makes a blog a truly groundbreaking instrument. I can say that the sweet potato is not something unique to the Uruguayan blogs, but I think the record in the same self and the tremendous levels of bad temper are a real local specialty.
The previous post was a highly sensitive matter that I thought would be safe from this sort of thing. It was not and, in any way appeared a poor fool to attack the other commenters on behalf of aestheticism that apparently did not include the spelling in their values. I left the comment , a kind of smelly fart graph can only have been written by someone very little favored in life, because it served to remember that the type of people who read are not all equal, that there are people who take all a number of difficulties to get a little dirt in any space to feel excluded. But the point is that a traitor can with a thousand brave and really a comment just detracts from what could be a place of communion about something delicate and make exactly the opposite. One comment over 70, like a leper meddle in the pool.
What I mean is that a more or less popular blog is an inappropriate means of expression of anything other than a para-journalistic guerrilla, an anonymous denunciation space or a meeting very specific tastes. He concluded that there is a suitable space to talk about serious things, much less to show any vulnerability. Not that that's the goal of FYT, but it was the writing of what I sing the eggs, without worrying about results or reactions, and propose a swap with people who really had an affinity with it, because delivery of a simple hedonistic principle to the letter and that I am is what I do not read or pay attention to what I dislike. Unless otherwise required or that thing has some power over me, that is, not for a fucking blog.
But I can not write about what I sing with ease, then it makes sense to write in a blog, and I do not care to offer a forum for someone to vent their grievances to me or that I believe. No, I'll pass. The dynamics of the blog makes some readers think that it is a kind of substitute nerd life experiences more intense. Not for me, what can we do and the temporary facilities that previously had to write and I have not, nor the desire. Blogs have a peculiar, an intermediate space between the public and personal communication, usually does not matter much to me first and I have better means in which to exercise, and for the second I have two essential things: to embrace the listener , or failing cagarlo to blows. It's that simple.
I have a couple of half-written posts to publish in the coming days, when finished. Then I think that enough is enough, already tired and I'm tired. Time to move on .
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