Earth Day, April 22, 1990, was celebrated by hundreds of thousands of people gathered in New York’s Central Park to express their support for environmental programs. When the event was over, more than memories were left behind—fifty park sanitation workers picked up an estimated 1,543 tons of litter the concerned demonstrators had left behind.
De citeva zile Romania pare sa fie cuprinsa de o febra cioraniana. Povestea manuscriselor lui Emil Cioran suna a doina de jale in opinia unora, in aria wagneriana impotriva guvernului in opinia altora, in acuzatii xenofobe pentru altii si in furie proletara pentru citeva posturi de televiziune.
Penibilul se adanceste cand incep anchetele legate de "romanul care a salvat colectia". Cine e, de unde are bani, de ce nu il anchetam, de ce e "baiat destept", ce firme are si alte asemenea preocupari dambovitene. Vorba aia: nici o fapta buna sa nu ramina nepedepsita. Daca omul si-ar fi luat un Bugatti Veyron... totul ar fi fost OK. Dar asa...sa vina Garda Financiara si sa transmitem un mesaj clar tuturor posibililor mecena din Romania : nu va atingeti de sentimentul de abandon si neputinta al nostru care ne defineste caci veti avea de suferit. No, we can't ! Don't show us that we can too. We will hate you for this.
Penibilul insa este la baza acestor documente : in afara acelor acte legale ( abonamente, legitimatii etc) care au valoare zero ( ce om ar dori sa ii vada foaia matricola ?) exista o corespondenta legata de ...problemele financiare grave pe care Cioran le avea in Franta. Undeva in Iadul pesimistilor Cioran se prapadeste de ras.Statul roman l-a ignorat in viata dar acum se da de ceasul mortii sa ii cumpere tichetele de cantina pe care abia reusea sa le plateasca.
Statul roman pe de alta parte pare brusc profund intristat ca nu a reusit sa disponibilizeze sumele necesare ( desi daca taiau 0,5 m de autostrada din "reabilitare" aveau bani sa cumpere si casa in care a trait Cioran) si incearca niste explicatii sensibile si plangacioase legate de problemele birocratice. Este hilar ca aparatul guvernamental ( promotor si implementator al birocratiei) sa se planga de procedurile birocratice atat de bine dezvoltate si aparate.
In toamna anului trecut am trecut prin Rasinari. Am revazut locurile atat de bine descrise de Cioran. Am regasit zona trista si sumbra in care disperarile lui Cioran au inflorit ( desi francezii pretind ca Cioran este filozof francez "de origine romana" le-as raspunde aratandu-le ca o disperare de proportii cosmice nu se poate dezvolta intr-o Franta lovita de optimiste, vin bun, joie de vivre ci numai in Rasinari.. asa ca fu** off... Cioran este roman, gandeste ca un roman si are o disperare pe care doar un roman o poate simti) dar nu am vazut Nimic care sa celebreze amintirea marelui scrib al disperarilor noastre. Nimic, nada, nothing, rien.
Hai sa iesim din penibilul televiziunilor de scandal si sa spunem asa : da-le dracului de foi matricole... avem Rasinariul ! Hai sa bagam ceva fonduri in el si sa profitam de ce avem in fata. Sa cinstim memoria lui Cioran la el acasa. Nu in penibilele autorizatii, pasapoarte, tichete de cantina il veti gasi pe Cioran ci la Rasinari.
Deci... facem 1 km de autostrada cu suma corecta si refacem tot Rasinariul ?
Yeah.. right. No, we can't. Daca am putea nu am fi noi romani. Am fi americani.
In 1883, the citizens of Lijar, a small town in southern Spain, were infuriated when reports came back that while visiting Paris, King Alfonso XII had been insulted and attacked. The mayor of Lijar, Don Miguel Garcia Saez, and all 300 citizens of the town demanded retribution and declared war on France on October 14, 1883. Not a single shot was fired and not an injury was sustained during the confrontation. Nonetheless, Mayor Saez became known as “The Terror of the Sierras” for this exploit. Ninety-three years later, in 1976, King Juan Carlos, Alfonso’s greatgrandson, made a visit to France during which he was treated with great respect. In 1981, the town council of Lijar ruled that “in view of the excellent attitude of the French,” they would suspend hostilities and agree to a cease-fire with France. The current mayor of Lijar, Diego Sanchez, said humbly, “We’ve forgiven them now,” making this the first time in two centuries that France fought a war and didn’t lose.
A party was thrown on August 1, 1985, for lifeguards of the New Orleans Recreation Department to celebrate their first season in which no one became a victim of drowning. Of the 200 partygoers, more than half were lifeguards, and four additional lifeguards were stationed on duty. When the party concluded, they were one guest less—thirty-one-year-old Jerome Moody was found dead on the bottom of the Recreation Department pool. File this one in the drawer marked Irony.
Knocking on doors, writing a radio spot, or giving a speech are not the hardest things to do in a campaign. The hardest things to do, those most candidates and managers simply do not do, are to stop and think.
Brass buttons on the sleeves of military uniforms don’t actually button up anything, but they do serve a purpose. In 1812, while the French army was sloshing through Russia in the dead of winter, Napoleon grew tired of watching his soldiers wipe their noses with their sleeves. He ordered the brass buttons removed from the uniforms of the dead and sewn onto his soldiers’ sleeves in order to curb the habit.
Your campaign has unlimited needs but only limited resources. The candidate wants to campaign in every precinct. He wants the campaign to knock on every door in the district, and to attend every community meeting. But the resources, time, people, and money, are limited.
A mature person is one who does not think only in absolutes, who is able to be objective even when deeply stirred emotionally, who has learned that there is both good and bad in all people and all things, and who walks humbly and deals charitably with the circumstances of life. -Eleanor Roosevelt
Pe data de 1 iulie 2005 ( da, ati citit bine: 2005) Romania si-a denominat moneda. 10.000 lei vechi au devenit 1 leu. Sau 10.000 ROL = 1 RON cum s-a explicat. 2005
Au trecut de atunci aproape 6 (sase) ani. Sase ani care m-au exasperat din cauza incapacitatii majoritatii de a intelege si folosi aceasta denominare. De sase ani de zile mi se cer milioane de lei pe o camasa, mii de lei pe o paine si lumea imi vorbeste de investitii de miliarde de lei. De sase ani sunt confuz cand stau de vorba cu oamenii deoarece nu inteleg despre ce vorbesc.
M-am intrebat de ce aceasta schimbare nu a fost adoptata ( inainte de aceasta denominare am mai trait inca vreo 3-4 care insa fusesera adoptate rapid de populatie). Intrebarea este cu atat mai frustranta cu cat inflatia a fost mica, moneda stabila si valoarea monedei s-a pastrat in anumite marje de eroare/inflatie.
Am gasit o singura explicatie: teribilismul copilaresc al unei intregi tari. Frustrarea incredibila generata de o dorinta de a parea altceva de cat ce sunt: bogati si puternici. "Am dat 3 milioane jumate pe o pereche de blugi " suna mai bine decat am dat 350 lei. "Am o investitie de 2 miliarde" suna de-a dreptul trump-ian. Sunam ca niste mari magnati care aruncam cu milioane si miliarde si suntem intruchiparea bogatiei si a prosperitatii.
Si nu numai in discutiile private aud aceasta idiotenie: reclamele radio, TV chiar si cele bancare promoveaza aceasta frustrare imbecila. Chiar asa, "ati castigat 10 milioane" suna mult mai apetisant ca "ati castigat 1000 de lei". Cat de mici trebuie sa ne simtim daca de 6 ani traim intr-o iluzie a faptului de a fi miliardari de carton reciclat.
Vreau ca dupa sase ani de confuzii sa incepem sa acceptam moneda nationala asa cum este ea tiparita pe bancnotele pe care le folosim.
Desi am acest post pregatit ( mental) de ceva vreme mi-a fost sila sa o scriu pina azi dimineata cand, la Radio Z*, aud alta aberatie din aceeasi categorie: "Premiu de 1.000 de roni". OK. In primul rand ma bucur ca macar o reclama a adoptat moneda nationala. Dar moneda nationala a Romaniei este LEUL nu RON-ul ! Nu exista moneda RON ci LEU. Leu nostru romanesc care de 6 ani este alaturi de noi si este stabil.
Hai sa revenim la normalitate si sa lasam visurile de miliardari deoparte.
Nu pot sa cred ca in sase ani nu ne-am putut obisnui cu aceasta moneda.
It is sometimes wise for the candidate to visit with his opponent(s) to inform her, him or them of the decision to run. Simple human dynamics make this an important strategy: it is always easier for people to criticize, attack, or in extreme cases even to vilify an opponent they have never met in person. So the candidate who meets personally with the opposition, and establishes himself as a real, reasonable and serious person, is significantly diminishing the opposition's power of attack.
