Archive for April 23rd, 2010
Odd news; stupid and funny news
Posted by: adonis49 on: April 23, 2010
Odd news; stupid and funny news; (Apr. 24, 2010)
Town council of Soubey in Switzerland is dismantling its unique mobile phone antenna. Ecologist, electromagnetic sensitive individuals, and the wrecked of high technology are flocking to this primitive paradise. Apparently, electromagnetic waves damage the hemato-encephalic brain barrier and affect brain healthy activities.
New Moore Island relieved India and Bangladesh of a stupid contention: it was submerged by the ocean.
Male in red shorts and female Ourang Outang (chimps) in blue shorts are boxing away in Thailand rings. Thos champion chimps protect their faces involuntarily: their trainers box their heads relentlessly.
Bolivia has no sense of time. The government is inciting civil servants with bonuses to show up on time to work. Professors at universities may come half an hour late to lectures: it is far better than the habit of frequent days off. Evo Morales showed up two hours late to a press conference at the presidential palace: reporters had long gone.
US Marines in Afghanistan love to disturb Taliban lovers: They turn on the loud speakers volume max on heavy metal songs such as Metallica, Thin Lizzy, and Offsrings. Heavy metal songs can be heard two miles away. Health care providers are not covering deafness syndromes of Afghani marines.
Mafias in Italy could not function if not completely supported by wives and mothers. Apparently, villages that are bases for mafia activities 90% of the residents are members of the mafia because mothers and wives incite men to belong to the community and reap the advantages of economic boom. The new born is made to select a key or a knife: the key symbolizes police force and jails; the knife is the honor of the mafia members. Mothers adjust the location of the knife to increase the odd of the baby touching the knife.
Switzerland counts 30,000 “mailbox” companies that have no location or secretaries. 85% of these “mailbox” companies are created by foreign companies with the sole purpose of avoiding paying taxes in their country of origins. Officially, these companies host about 100 billions dollars but obviously, the real figure is far higher.
Good news for luxury maniacs: there is over production of cultured pearls. Prices have depreciated drastically: Time to bargain hard. A few of these companies are throwing away the pearls to the pork and swine.
I wore down the postman
Posted by: adonis49 on: April 23, 2010
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I wore down the postman; (Apr. 23, 2010)
Political prisoners mail me: They are scared, bored, and helpless.
Small fishermen mail me: Their nests are empty and the sea dying.
Peasants and rice growers mail me:
Their stomachs are blotted and nails plugged out.
I receive mails from the disheartened
From every corner on Earth, even from wealthy and prosperous nations
They all know my address
They got wind of my top secret project:
I am gathering a damning monstrous file
On mankind sufferings, pains, and humiliation;
I am mailing this file to their merciful God.
The hungry and trampled mankind has signed up
With their cracked lips and dirty fingerprints.
I did wear down the postman and the postmaster.
The downtrodden of mankind is poor but no dumb:
He still refuses to put all his eggs in one basket.
God may turn out to be illiterate after all;
We obeyed his message anyway: Learn to read and write he warned us.
The greedy own the scaffold; we own the neck.
They wear pearls; we wear warts.
They have the day and the night; we have the bones and the skin.
They eat in the shadow; we saw and harvest at noon.
Their teeth are whiter than rice; ours are smoke stained.
Their chests are silky clean; ours dusty as execution court yards.
Their pockets are stuffed with lists of traitors and disturbers of the peace:
Ours bulge with pamphlets and remonstrance.
The greedy have windows; we are the wind and thunder.
They own ships; we are the waves and tides.
They wear fur and medals; we throw dirt and mud.
They built walls; we are the rope and ladders.
The God of the downtrodden may turn out to be illiterate.
We were highly suspicious of His qualifications:
His cultivated messages never coincided with his actions and practices.
Postmen are worn out distributing complaints
Of literate subjects out of jobs, out of subject matter;
I am hearing the ground growling.
Note: Borrowed many images from the Syrian poet and author Mohammad al Maghout.