Cyber-Palimpsest by Javier Hernandez-Miyares
The US Treasury department has the power to make it a federal crime to purchase access to satellite news services that they say are controlled by “terrorist” organizations. After you read the following article, you will know better than to purchase a subscription for “Al Manar”.
You have been warned.
Tags: when the music is over, hezbollah, central scrutinizer, censorship
In case you missed the news this week:
scientists decided yesterday that Pluto is not a dog. decision on goofy is still pending. Lawsuit by disney corporation is anticipated since disney sues everybody.
but seriously, because of the reclassification of pluto, and the adoption of the new eight planet solar system, i propose that we change the name of neptune to that of mickey’s loyal dog pluto. after all, doesn’t it makes sense to have the planet behind uranus named after a dog.
Pluto is Demoted to Dwarf Planet
here is pungent article from the magazine us news and world report in which the author expels odorous information about our current president. it seems that georgie boy has a fascination with flatulence. hold your nose before you read the following.
Washington Whispers, Animal House in the West Wing
after the preceding paradigm shifting news, lets examine the following article published this week by the nation magazine. this one will give you something to think about.
Cuba’s Pathbreaking Energy Policies
Tags: when the music is over, javier hernadez miyares, pluto, disney, flatulence, cuba energy policy, uranus, dwarf planet
As the Bush administration prepares for a military strike against Iran, i thought it would be enlightening for us to read the following article by Seymour Hersh, which was published in early 2005.
“The Administration has been conducting secret reconnaissance missions inside Iran at least since last summer. Much of the focus is on the accumulation of intelligence and targeting information on Iranian nuclear, chemical, and missile sites, both declared and suspected. The goal is to identify and isolate three dozen, and perhaps more, such targets that could be destroyed by precision strikes and short-term commando raids. “The civilians in the Pentagon want to go into Iran and destroy as much of the military infrastructure as possible,” the government consultant with close ties to the Pentagon told me.”
Seymour Hersh (The New Yorker / 1-17-2005)
read the entire article:
jonbenet karr crash
rubbernecking continues
nothing to see there
psycho haiku by javier hernandez miyares
let us not allow ourselves to be distracted by this jonbenet media circus encore. there is nothing to see there. better to focus your attention on what will be the next battle in the so-called war on terrorism. i call it “operation i ran from iraq”.
Tags: jonbenet, psycho haiku, javier hernandez miyares, operation iran from iraq
Is Fidel Castro dead? No. Will he recover from his surgery, and continue to lead the Cuban Revolution? Probably. Will that stop some people from writing his obituary? Probably not.
The following article by garcia marquez was written many years ago and was recently republished. It is not an obituary, but this article does express the nobel prize winning author’s impressions about the personality of Fidel Castro.
The Fidel Castro that I know
By Gabriel García Márquez
His fondness for words. His power of seduction. He hunts for a problem wherever it is. The impelling force of inspiration befits his style. The breadth of his tastes is very well reflected in his books. He gave up his cigars so as to have the moral authority to fight smoking. He likes to prepare recipes with a sort of scientific fervor. He keeps in excellent shape through several hours of daily exercise and frequent swimming. Invincible patience. Strict discipline. He’s drawn toward the unexpected by the force of his imagination. Learning to work is as important as learning to rest.
Fatigued by talking, he rests by talking. He writes well and likes to do it. His greatest motivation in life is the emotion of risk. The rostrum of an improviser seems to be his perfect ecological element. When he starts speaking, his voice is always hard to hear and his course is uncertain, but he takes advantage of anything to gain ground, little by little, until he takes a kind of swipe and takes possession of his audience. He’s the inspiration: the irresistible and dazzling state of grace only denied by those who lack the glory to feel it. He’s the quintessential anti-dogmatist.
He’s been sufficiently talented to incorporate the ideas of José Martí, his bedtime author, to a Marxist revolution’s bloodstream. The essence of his own thoughts lies perhaps in his certainty that working with the masses means first of all taking care of individuals.
That could explain his absolute confidence in face-to-face contact.
He’s got a language for each occasion and a different approach to persuasion according to his listener. He knows how to be up to the same standard as the other, and his vast and diverse information allows him to feel at ease in any environment. One thing’s for sure: wherever he is, however he is and whoever he is with, Fidel Castro is there to win. His attitude toward defeat, even in the smallest acts of everyday life, seems to abide by a private logic: he doesn’t even admit it, and never takes a moment’s rest until he manages to reverse the situation and turn it into victory.
There’s no one more obsessed when it comes to getting to the bottom of any matter. He engages in any project, whether colossal or millimetric, with the same fierce passion, especially if it means facing adversity. Never does he seem to be in a better mood than in those moments.
Someone who thinks they know him well told him: “Things must be very wrong, because you look enraptured.”
Reiteration is one of his working methods. For instance: the issue of the Latin American foreign debt had come up in his conversation some two years ago, and had evolved, branched out and deepened since then. The first thing he said, as a simple arithmetical conclusion, was that the debt was impossible to pay. Then came the staggered findings: its effects on national economies, its social and political impact, its decisive influence on international relations, its providential importance for a unitary policy in Latin America… up to a totalizing vision, which he exposed in an international meeting called for that purpose that time took care of proving right.
His rarest virtue as a politician is the ability to discern how an event will evolve all the way to its farthest consequences… but he practices such ability, not by flashes of inspiration, but as a result of arduous, tenacious reasoning. His supreme assistant is a memory he uses and abuses to back up a speech or a private talk with overwhelming statements and incredibly fast mathematical calculations.
He needs to be helped with incessant, spoon-fed and digested data. The task of accumulating information starts as soon as he arises. No less than 200 pages of news from all over the world join his breakfast every morning. Every day, wherever he is, they get urgent reports to him: according to his own estimate he has to read about 50 documents per day, not to mention the reports issued by official services and by those who visit him and whatever arouses his boundless curiosity.
Any answer has to be accurate, since he can pinpoint the smallest contradiction in a casual phrase. Books are another source of vital information. He’s an avid reader. No one understands where he finds enough time or what method he applies to read so much and so quickly, although he insists he uses none in particular. He frequently takes a book with him in the early hours and makes comments about it the following morning. He can read in English, but he doesn’t speak it.
He’d rather read in Spanish, and at any given time is willing to read whatever piece of paper with letters on it that falls into his hands. A regular reader of economic and historical topics, he also appreciates good literature and follows it very closely.
He’s in the habit of bombarding people with swift, consecutive questions he asks in bursts until he finds out the whys of the whys of the final whys. When a Latin American visitor hastily gave him figures about rice consumption in his country, he made his mental arithmetic and said: “That’s weird; each person eats four pounds of rice a day”. His supreme tactic is asking about things he already knows to confirm his data, and in some cases to size up his interlocutor and treat him accordingly.
He misses no chance to be well-informed. At an official reception he attended during the war in Angola, he described a battle so thoroughly that it was hard to convince a European diplomat that Fidel Castro had taken no part in it. His account of the capture and murder of Che Guevara, his description of the attack on the [Palacio de la] Moneda and Salvador Allende’s death, or the one on the ravages of Hurricane Flora were great spoken features.
His vision of Latin America’s future is the same as Bolívar and Martí: an integrated, autonomous community capable of changing the fate of the world. He knows the United States better than any other country, barring Cuba. He has in-depth knowledge about the nature of its people, its power structure and its governments’ second intentions, something he has efficiently used to weather the unceasing storm of the blockade.
When interviewed, usually for hours on end, he dwells on every subject, venturing into its least expected twists and turns without ever neglecting accuracy, aware that a single misused word can bring about irreparable damage. He has never refused to answer any question, nor has he lost patience. There are some who keep him from hearing the truth in order to spare him from too many worries. He knows, though. To an official who tried to do so, he said: “You hide the facts from me so as not to disturb me, but when I find out at the end I will die of shock for having to face so many truths you never told me”. The most serious ones, however, are those they keep from him to cover up for deficiencies, because parallel with the outstanding achievements that sustain the Revolution — whether in politics, science, sports or culture — runs a huge bureaucratic incompetence which affects daily life at almost every level, and particularly domestic happiness.
When he talks with people in the street, their conversation acquires the raw expressiveness and frankness of real endearment. They call him “Fidel”. They surround him safety. They address him on a first-name basis; they argue with him, state opposing views and make demands, all in a live broadcasting session through which the truth comes tumbling out. That’s when we get to see the uncommon human being concealed by the brightness of his own image. This is the Fidel Castro that I believe I know: a man of austere habits and insatiable illusions, old-fashioned bearing, cautious words and fine manners whose ideas can’t be less than extraordinary.
He dreams that his scientists will eventually discover the ultimate cure for cancer, and he has developed a foreign policy fit for a world power in an island 84 times smaller than his major enemy. He’s convinced that a proper formation of consciousness is mankind’s greatest accomplishment, and that moral incentives outdo material things in changing the world and pushing history.
In his few moments of yearning for life, I’ve heard him ruminating on the things he could have done differently to reclaim more time from life. Seeing him weighed down with the burden of so many people’s destiny, I asked him what he would like to do more than anything else, and his straightaway answer was: “To stand on a street corner”.
Source: Brecha (Uruguay, July 28, 2006)
A CubaNews translation. Edited by Walter Lippmann.
the preceding article was reprinted from the follwing source:
Tags: Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Fidel Castro, When The Music Is Over
Miami Cubans Celebrate the Death of the Ozone Layer.
you that waves the flag
in your hummer, humming dirges
you’re an idiot
pyscho haiku by jhm
Play the new road game quickly spreading throughout the country during those long road trips with the kids.
The object is to spot the most Hummers. each time one is spotted, the spotter needs to yell, Hummer, point at it, and say, “you’re an idiot!”.
Besides keeping the kids and progressive parents interested and entertained, teach your kids the mental state of anyone caught riding these gargantuan examples of absolute waste.
The game is not valid in Florida or Texas as the constant yelling of “you’re an idiot” may pose a risk to the driver.
Tags: Julio hernandez Miyares, Hummer, psyhco haiku, javier hernandez miyares, When The Music Is Over
one more voice against
towel snapping punditry
in mind diamond mine
psycho haiku by javier hernandez miyares for sineparade and jim
we invite you to visit the following link and to view a live performance of “one more” as performed by sineparade.
One More live at the Baggott Inn
ONE MORE (lyrics by S.P.)
The governor’s off today
But he wouldn’t call you anyway
In a place where there’s no gold
Maybe nothing is really something
If we all learned to fly
Would our wings touch in the sky
And could we look ahead
To see the ruins of the new ones
One more, just one more for the road my friend
Hoping that I meet you at the other end
The robins are back again
They’re building nests to better men
And wouldn’t you love to know
Why they do it and how they view it
Time is a shard of glass
Bending the light that moves too fast
And wouldn’t you love to know
Where it’s been before it cuts right in
One more, just one more for the road my friend
Hoping that I meet you at the other end
Tags: Sineparade, Jim Dine, Javier Hernandez Miyares, Psycho Haiku
“the recent arrests that our fellow citizens are now learning about are a stark reminder that this nation is at war with islamic fascists who will use any means to destroy those of us who love freedom, to hurt our nation.”
-president george bush, august 11, 2006
“in world war ii we fought nazism and japanese imperialism. today we are fighting against islamic fascism.”
-senator rick santorum, july 20, 2006
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Islamo-fascist
Boogeyman that won’t withstand
New children’s crusade
psycho haiku by jhm
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a nation must first massacre language so as to later massacre other nations.
that is why we must be concerned by this new description of what our “enemy” is. this phoney war on terror is now a war against “islamic-fascists”, according to the president. if you have not heard this term before, then turn on your television or listen to the radio, but before you do that, give me the opportunity to innoculate you against this verbally transmitted mind toxin; this abuse of words by language pimps.
the word fascist is loaded with a historical memory.
the original fascist movement ruled italy under the dictatorship of benito mussolini from 1922 to 1943. the word fascism comes from fasces, which is the latin word for rods bundled around an axe. for the romans, the fasces represented the authority of the magistrates.
now that we know where the word fascism comes from, let’s examine what it was in practice.
fascism was developed as a reaction against communism and marxism, especially against the marxist concept of dialectical materialism. the marxist understanding that history was the product of class struggle was rejected by the fascists and they substituted that concept with the idea of a struggle between “races”. therefore, while the marxists viewed their struggle as an international battle for the rights of the international working class, the fascists were concerned with embracing nationalism and mysticism against humanism and rationalism. they embraced social darwinism and celebrated power as a means to legitimacy.
now let’s turn our attention to the word islam and what it means.
islam is an arabic word which means “to surrender”. it literally means to surrender to allah (god). the islamic religion is practiced by more than a billion people around the world and only about 20 percent of muslims are of arabic descent. the muslim religion is monotheistic as are the other “abrahamic” religions such as judaism and christianity. this religion was established in arabia during the seventh century.
finally, after the preceeding exposition, we are ready to proceed to the following article written by james boyce and posted on www.huffingtonpost.com/james-boyce/can-i-ask-a-dumb-question_b_27090.html
this article by mr. boyce will bundle together for us the rods of our inquiry into what isalmo-facism might be and provoke us to wonder if such a thing is possible. so as to whet your appetite, the following is the last paragraph of mr. boyce’s article:
“…Put the two together and you have? Well, a system of government oppressively controlled through terror and censorship where the religion is islam and there’s a policy of belligerant nationalism. But Osama Bin Laden does not run a government, the terrorists in Iraq are not a goverment, the 9/11 hijackers weren’t fascists, so who are the Republicans saying is a threat here?
Sounds to me like we’re not fighting terrorists anymore, because it sure sounds to me like we’re about to fight Iran.”
Tags: psycho haiku, When the Music Is Over, Islamo Fascism, javier hernandez miyares
i invite you to visit the following website and to tune in to the music of Sineparade
more to come…
jhm
Tags: Sineparade, Javier Hernandez Miyares, When The Music Is Over
Step inside this song with me
it will never end
it just gets farther away
