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Now 100 years later, people are waking up to the fact that the “Federal Reserve Act” was just a power grab that the big banks and our own government conspired against us on.

Now, the health insurance and pharmacy companies are about to work with the U.S. government again to steal another 17% of the U.S. economy in a very obvious power grab.  They will tell us it is to ‘help people’ and it’s for the ‘greater good’ but in actuality it is another way to tax and regulate us, and force us into giving our money to private interests as well.

Only 38% favor the health care takeover but rest assured, it will pass.  The government does not care what the people want, it only cares what it’s financiers want especially if it gets to accumulate more power along the way.

Worst of all, after this bill passes and after the republicans have more control in Washington D.C. again, they will not try to turn things around.  They will not get rid of the socialized health care, just like Obama did not get rid of our wars.  Fact is Republicans and Democrats are both  bought and paid for by the same special interests and the American people are too busy watching football and American idol to notice that they are being robbed left and right.  American politics are like a Don King fight – both fighters are under the same owner.

Enjoy the email below and please research the bill for yourself.  After researching the bill, your support for it will vanish as well.

-first response

p.s. remember to study http://www.operationhealthfreedom.com/

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From: Michael Connelly – Retired attorney, Constitutional Law
Instructor, Carrollton, Texas

Well, I have done it! I have read the entire text of proposed House
Bill 3200: The Affordable Health Care Choices Act of 2009. I studied it
with particular emphasis from my area of expertise, constitutional law.
I was frankly concerned that parts of the proposed law that were being
discussed might be unconstitutional. What I found was far worse than
what I had heard or expected.

To begin with, much of what has been said about the law and its
implications is in fact true, despite what the Democrats and the media
are saying. The law does provide for rationing of health care,
particularly where senior citizens and other classes of citizens are
involved, free health care for illegal immigrants, free abortion
services, and probably forced participation in abortions by members of
the medical profession.

The Bill will also eventually force private insurance companies out of
business and put everyone into a government run system. All decisions
about personal health care will ultimately be made by federal
bureaucrats and most of them will not be health care professionals.
Hospital admissions, payments to physicians, and allocations of
necessary medical devices will be strictly controlled.

However, as scary as all of that is, it just scratches the surface. In
fact, I have concluded that this legislation really has no intention of
providing affordable health care choices. Instead it is a convenient
cover for the most massive transfer of power to the Executive Branch of
government that has ever occurred, or even been contemplated. If this
law or a similar one is adopted, major portions of the Constitution of
the United States will effectively have been destroyed.

The first thing to go will be the masterfully crafted balance of power
between the Executive, Legislative, and Judicial branches of the U.S.
Government. The Congress will be transferring to the Obama
Administration authority in a number of different areas over the lives
of the American people and the businesses they own. The irony is
that the Congress doesn’t have any authority to legislate in most of
those areas to begin with. I defy anyone to read the text of the U.S.
Constitution and find any authority granted to the members of Congress
to regulate health care.

This legislation also provides for access by the appointees of the
Obama administration of all of your personal healthcare information,
your personal financial information, and the information of your
employer, physician, and hospital. All of this is a direct violation of
the specific provisions of the 4th Amendment to the Constitution
protecting against unreasonable searches and seizures. You can also
forget about the right to privacy. That will have been legislated into
oblivion regardless of what the 3rd and 4th Amendments may provide.

If you decide not to have healthcare insurance or if you have private
insurance that is not deemed “acceptable” to the “Health Choices
Administrator” appointed by Obama there will be a tax imposed on you.
It is called a “tax” instead of a fine because of the intent to avoid
application of the due process clause of the 5th Amendment.
However, that doesn’t work because since there is nothing in the law
that allows you to contest or appeal the imposition of the tax, it is
definitely depriving someone of property without the “due process of
law.

So, there are three of those pesky amendments that the far left hate so
much out the original ten in the Bill of Rights that are effectively
nullified by this law. It doesn’t stop there though. The 9th Amendment
that provides: “The enumeration in the Constitution, of certain rights,
shall not be construed to deny or disparage others retained by the
people;” The 10th Amendment states: “The powers not delegated to the
United States by the Constitution, nor prohibited by it to the States,
are preserved to the States respectively, or to the people.” Under the
provisions of this piece of Congressional handiwork neither the people
nor the states are going to have any rights or powers at all in many
areas that once were theirs to control.

I could write many more pages about this legislation, but I think you
get the idea. This is not about health care; it is about seizing power
and limiting rights. Article 6 of the Constitution requires the members
of both houses of Congress to “be bound by oath or affirmation” to
support the Constitution. If I was a member of Congress I would not be
able to vote for this legislation or anything like it without feeling I
was violating that sacred oath or affirmation. If I voted for it anyway
I would hope the American people would hold me accountable.

For those who might doubt the nature of this threat I suggest they
consult the source. Here is a link to the Constitution:

http://www.archives.gov/exhibits/charters/constitution_transcript.html

And another to the Bill of Rights:

http://www.archives.gov/exhibits/charters/bill_of_rights_transcripthtml

There you can see exactly what we are about to have taken from us.

Michael Connelly
Retired attorney,
Constitutional Law Instructor
Carrollton, Texas

“The Constitution is not an instrument for the government to restrain
the people, it is an instrument for the people to restrain the
government — lest it come to dominate our lives and interests.”
– Patrick Henry

Foto: vladm

sommer sonnt den strand
meerumspült
salzt wasser körnersand

röstkörper aufgebrannt
naturentfremdet
leiberdecke gräberhand

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Mozart und die moderne Musik

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Satirische Illustration aus den «Fliegenden Blättern» (Deutschland 1845-1944)

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here’s a sneak peek at a Portrait Im working on using acrylics… Lauren Hill (unfinished)

The Love tHat GrabbEd me BAck

Yeah, I’ve always been the weirdest and sarcastic person ever been known by me and I suppose the people who once knew me.

I am “the hated”, the black sheep in white sheep’s clothing.

I have always believed my life of pain and hatred that at least nobody can and would dare to love me. I was just so unlovable, simply because I myself don’t know how to show it. I was really unloving. Yeah, I wasn’t loving, I was rather hating!

Well if you could evaluate me by your standards, I could say I would fail. Well, who will like a person who don’t like to talk to you. Keeps silent, as if he hears no one. Would you like a person who shows signs that he don’t like you. Frowns, sage-like nods, etc. Just make a clear description of a kind of person that you would hate and you can count me in!

I had always chose to hurt rather than heal. I don’t know why, but my vocabulary just picks those painful words. The sad thing about me that time was, I tell people all lies. But if the Truth is just not what they want, well, Truth just came out to them the harsh way.

I never really loved anybody before. I need to apologize to all the girls who thought I have loved before. Yeah, I need to be honest with you. I was definitely lying to your face that time. I am just a great lyer, am I not? (Again I apologize, I don’t think this would matter to you by now. But, I know this would hurt you at some extent.)

I was a liar, a thief, a deceiver, a troublemaker drawing everybody close to trouble, the Hater and the Hated who hates a million times back, as evil as one can be. Who would love me? Who would care for me? Who can understand? Who would dare to be close to me?

Even my cousins don’t go near me anymore. Even the children curse me. Even, my own parents left me to struggle. Who then can I trust? NOBODY!

If his love was true, he would have heard me when I spent my night crying and praying to him! If he really was love, He would been at my side, when there’s nobody that I could really trust.

“Who hears me when I pray? Or is somebody really there listening whenever I pray? Is he sleeping each time I pray? Is he always on break each time I pray? Why does when I call to him no one seems to answer? I must be fooling myself here, no one really is up there to listen! Why should I call to somebody that doesn’t exist?”, I said to myself.

DETOUR>

Well, I was invited by a leader of that ministry,well, I did not have any idea that it was a ministry then. All I know is that I have found a family that loves me even when I don’t love back.

Well in that closed pink room, the leader have me seated on one of the beds. And I was just thinking,”what might this thing be?”

His voice were so gentle, the kind of gentleness that I don’t think I really deserve. But he was gentle, so I imitated his gentleness.

There was just something inside that room, that had really  penetrated my whole being. And I was still unable to understand it and withstand it.

The leader started speaking and for the first time, I became attentive to something which is related to a God. It was like my spirit was excited of something that is about to happen.

As the leader asked me,” do you believe in the Bible?”
My initial answer was a big “No”. I was really at nowhere that time, and I forgot my sarcasm.

He told me how legitimate the Bible is. And for the first time, I believed on it with all my heart. Somebody I don’t know was helping me to believe. I can even hear an inaudible voice that speaks so gentle and kind, aside from the words that are uttered by the leader.

My heart was kinda crushed when I realized that I’m in the wrong way. All of these times I’ve been believing that I was unloved. That I wasn’t heard. That I was fooled by God. All of the years that I believed the he plays with me. All of those was wrong. I was the one who hindered him from coming into my life. My sins just hid his face before me that I can’t be heard, though he was trying to hear me.

I remembered how I hated God before. HOw I accused him of not loving me. How I accused him of being a hypocrite. How I accuse him of being untrue. Those words just came back to me, and crushed my heart the more.

How could I hate the one who died for me? Oh, how cruel am I to say those things to be heard by him. How could I do that to the one who came to my rescue and died to rescue me?

My heart was just crushed! It was like it fell on a stone, as though the pieces of it just shattered and scattered around. My heart groan in pain, of the truth that was just delivered from heaven.

Who am I now that the Lord of Heaven should come down to rescue me? Who am I now that I should deserve to be considered as his son? Who am I now that he should suffer for the things that I did, for the all the wrong things that I enjoyed doing? Or Am I even worthy to escape the punishment that is set for me?

“I don’t deserve this!”, I said to myself after he have me read the scriptures that points out his love.

I remembered all the things that I did, from the lies to those evil tactics and deeds that I schemed. I was just so worst! I CANNOT REPAY THIS GREAT KINDNESS THAT THE LORD HAS SHOWN ME. I CANNOT EXPLAIN WHY HE DID THAT, BUT HE DID!

After a long while, at last I believed that love exist. Yeah TRUE LOVE STILL EXISTS! AND IT IS WITH THE LORD!

This world cannot contain his kindness. And no one will ever worthy to be compared to Him! NO ONE EVER IS LIKE HIM!

My heart was just pounding back and forth. My tears flowed like rivers of water, I cannot ever express how I felt. And all I have in his presence was gratitude.

And after that, I was never the same again.

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Photo by joeszilagyi via flickr

Waiting for the bus. A gaptoothed older man looks me over, smirking; I keep reading the paper.

“You married?” he asks.

“No.”

“You have children?”

“No.”

He nods, and then—

“You’d have bigger breasts if you had children.”

The 22A comes and he gets on it. “Eeeeey,” he says, moving to shake my hand before he gets on. He grabs my hand before I can jerk it away; then, grabs me in a tight embrace and kisses my cheek. He smells like something sour.

I wait for my bus. It’s cold.

Submitted by JM on 11/07/2009

Location: Shirlington Transit Center

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Schiller Foto: www.wikipedia.de

Marbach. Heute geht es nicht um Schillerlocken, um dünn geräucherte Bauchscheiben des Dornhais, auch nicht um mit Schlagsahne gefüllte Blätterteigröllchen, die zu Ehren des Dichterfürsten Schiller verspeist werden. Ob der mit dem Stigma des Geistes geehrte Meister Friedrich sich angesichts der Volkskrönung seines Namens im Grab herum drehen würde, halte ich für ausgeschlossen. Wir kennen selbstredend sein bekanntes Zitat: „Mit der Dummheit kämpfen Götter selbst vergebens.“

“Auch heute noch?”

“Dummheit ist tödlich” lautet die Schlagzeile eines FOCUS online Artikels, der sich mit einer tödlichen Dummheit der besonderen Art auseinandersetzt.

„Am 10. November 1759 kommt Schiller im schwäbischen Marbach zur Welt, studiert zunächst Jura, dann Medizin, und erlebt mit 22 Jahren den Durchbruch als Dichter: mit dem Theaterstück “Die Räuber“. Er ist mit einem Schlag berühmt, ein Erfolgsautor, dessen Stücke das Publikum erregen und an der Seele packen. Kritiker werfen Schiller übertriebenen Pathos vor. Einige Romantiker sollen lauthals gelacht haben, wenn sie in kleinem Kreis eine Schiller-Ballade vortrugen. Doch im Pathos ist Schillers Geist ganz bei sich selbst: ein Geist, der voller Unruhe, Aufbruchslust und Entdeckungsfreude ist. Das Theater ist für ihn eine moralische Anstalt, die die Menschen erschüttern und schließlich läutern soll.

Schiller hält sich an den von ihm formulierten Grundsatz, der Mensch ist “nur da ganz Mensch, wo er spielt“. Menschen brauchen die Kunst, damit sie am Leben nicht zugrunde gehen.“

Das berichtet der WDR. Hier geht es zum vollständigen Artikel.

Das Hamburger Abendblatt berichtet: Heute eröffnet Bundespräsident Horst Köhler das Schiller-Nationalmuseum in Marbach, der Geburtsstadt des Dichters. Marbach. Nicht auf Schillers Jugendorte konzentrierte sich die Schiller-Verehrung, die kurz nach seinem Tod 1805 einsetzte und sich zügig zum Schiller-Kult steigerte, sondern auf die Stadt seines Ursprungs, die er mit seinen Eltern im Alter von vier Jahren verließ. 1812 wurde das Geburtshaus durch Befragung von Zeitzeugen identifiziert: ein bescheidener Fachwerkbau mit drei Etagen, in dem die Schillers nur ein einziges Zimmer zur Straße hin bewohnten. “Raum”, schreibt später Schiller in einer seiner Romanzen, “Raum ist in der kleinsten Hütte / für ein glücklich liebend Paar.“ Hier geht es zum kompletten Essay.

Unter der Schlagzeile „Marbachs Schiller-Schau erfreut nur Experten“ berichtet die Welt über das Schiller-Nationalmuseum und über das heutige Jubiläum.

Lista dos atletas convocados para disputar o XXVI Torneio da República do Paraná, Argentina

Segue a lista dos jogadores convocados para disputar o XXVI Torneio da Republica de Paraná (Entre Rios – Argentina) entre 4 e 6 de Dezembro, torneio preparatório para o Campeonato Sulamericano de Seven que reunirá as seleções da Argentina, Uruguai, Chile, Paraguai, Brasil e as provincias argentinas de Buenos Aires, Tucuman, Rosario, Cordoba, Mar del Plata.

Os atletas convocados efetuarão uma gira de 9 dias na Argentina, começando em Buenos Aires por 4 dias de treinamento e jogos amistosos, antes de ir para a cidade de Paraná disputar o Torneo da Republica, principal torneio de provincias argentinas. Essa gira foi viabilizada pelo apoio da GRAB (Grupo de Apoio ao Rugby Brasileiro – www.grabrugby.com.br) e da ABR, atraves dos clubes argentinos que visitaram o Brasil durante a preparação da seleção a XV desse ano, Alumni, Buenos Aires, Manuel Belgrano.

A ConSuR comunicou a ABR, pela voz do seu presidente, o argentino Ricardo Paganini, que as 4 primeiras seleções masculinas do campeonato sulamericano de Sevens 2009 serão automaticamente classificada para a etapa do circuito mundial iRB World Seven Series de Las Vegas em Março de 2011, antes dos Jogos Pan-Americanos de Guadalajara 2011 no Mexico.

A seleção brasileira de Sevens masculina adulta é dirigida por Mauricio Coelho do São Jose Rugby Clube, manager operacional Edis Abrantes do Jacarei Rugby Clube e manager administrativo Pierre Paparemborde da ABR. A seleção conta com o trabalho da nutricionista Mariana Ferri d’Avila, do fisioterapeuta Felipe Simão Lapa e do médico Matheus Duque, a acessoria de imprensa de Ana Amelia de Andrade e fotógrafo Rafael Silva.

Segundo Aluisio Dutra, presidente da ABR, “a seleção brasileira de Sevens nunca teve uma preparação tão boa como esse ano. Os atletas foram reunidos varias vezes em São Jose dos Campos durante os feriados. As concentrações foram financiadas pela GRAB e viabilizada pelo apoio do Sao Jose Rugby Clube. A ABR, os atletas e seus parceiros estão de parabens pelo trabalho realizado com seriedade e profissionalismo. Tenho certeza que iremos recolher as frutas desse trabalho pela frente.”

Segue a lista dos atletas convocados :
1 – João Luiz Ige (Desterro)
2 – Fernando Portugal (Bandeirantes)
3 – Henrique Dantas (São José)
4 – Diego Lopes (Pasteur)
5 – Philip Theodor (Desterro)
6 – Marco Antonio Cervi (Desterro)
7 – Walison Arantes Rodrigues (Varginha)
8 – Rogério Santos Brito (Varginha)
9 – Daniel Gregg (Niterói)
10 – Fernando Marins (São José)
11 – Rafael Dawailibi (São José)
12 – Pedro Henrique Lopez (São José)

De comum acordo entre os organizadores do torneio, a ABR e a comissão técnica, a Seleção Brasileira de Sevens participará como convidada da etapa de Niteroi do Circuito Brasileiro de Sevens. Um ajuste do regulamento da etapa será proposto durante a semana para não atrapalhar a competição entre os clubes.

Pedimos aos senhores presidentes e representantes dos clubes a liberação dos atletas para as competições sus citadas.

Obrigado,

Pierre Paparemborde
Diretor Técnico ABR

Sieh den Engel

Stark genug der Engel des Herrn,
auch dir den Stein hinwegzuwälzen
vom Ort, da er begraben ist
unter den Scherben deiner Hoffnungen.
Stark genug,
der Engel des Herrn,
den Todesschatten von deinem Antlitz
zu nehmen,
zu lösen die Fessel untröstbarer Trauer.
Nur einen Atemzug weit weg das Grab.
Nur einen Atemzug weit weg
der Engel des Herrn.

Sabine Naegeli

FLÜGELSTEIN / Barbara / 7.11.2009

Are you going shopping the day after Thanksgiving?  Are you willing to fight the crowds, not to mention the traffic?  Are you willing to grab what you can and stand in line forever to pay for your stuff?  Are you willing to fight others for what you want, even to the point of being physical?

NOT ME!

Thank goodness I do my Christmas shopping all year long and make a lot of items for gifts all year long.  The hassle of Black Friday is not worth it to me.  None of the stores will get my  money on that day.

Auch wenn sich in den vergangenen Wochen bereits abgezeichnet hat, dass General Motors durchaus noch Interesse an Opel hat, war ich gestern Morgen doch überrascht, als ich in den Nachrichten hörte, dass GM Opel nun doch nicht an Magna verkaufen, sondern selbst behalten will. Für die Opelaner ist dies sicherlich nicht der bessere Weg, denn nach aktuellen Meldungen plant GM drei bis vier Opel-Werke ganz zu schließen.

Ich bin mal gespannt, wie sich die ganze Geschichte weiterentwickelt, zum Beispiel was die Rückzahlung des Überbrückungskredits betrifft. Auf jeden Fall wird die Causa noch viel Stoff für Karikaturen liefern:

 

ALLERHELLIGEN - LitterART 2009 ©

FISCHERES NASSER (ALLERHELLIGEN)

Es gibt kein fischeres Nasser

als jenes im Napf des Zaunes,

wo – schwankend zwischen Gier und Letzt -

im Nabel der Zugvögel

das Mutterschiff des Rostes vertäut liegt.

Gekitzelt von verflossenen Symphonien,

liegt anstandslos begraben:

der Kuss verletzter Wonne.

Aus den aufgewühlten Gründen

eines witternden Gestirnes

sickert in dichten Blasen

ein allerheiliger Walschrei auf.

By LitterART, 01/11/2009 ©

This is a Canvas I painted for the Best Buddies Organization of Florida, a program designed to support, help and Create opportunities for children with mental Disabilities. My artwork will be auctioned off at a charity event this month, and all proceeds will go to the Best Buddies program.

Grabs images from a folder and outputs the images in a table, linking to the images in real size. The tittle attribute of the images is the name of the file, sans ‘.jpg’.

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Peter war noch nie krank gewesen. Als er mir die Tür öffnete, war ich daher verwundert, wie kränklich er aussah. Sein entsetzter Ausdruck in den Augen, wunderte mich allerdings nicht. Es musste ein Schock für ihn sein, was ihm da widerfahren war.
„Was ist los?“, fragte ich ihn.
„Meine Nase läuft“, sagte er, als stünde er bereits mit beiden Beinen im Grab.
„Das sehe ich.“ Ich versuchte den Blick von seinem Gesicht abzuwenden, aber die Faszination besiegte den Ekel und ich schaute doch wieder hin.
„Das ist mir noch nie passiert!“ Peter sah mich an, als könne nur ich noch verhindern, dass jemand das Grab zuschaufelte.
„Bleib ganz ruhig“, sagte ich und drängte in die Wohnung hinein. „Erst mal machen wir die Tür zu.“ Ich schloss die Tür, um Schlimmeres zu verhindern. Dann schob ich Peter vor mir her in sein Wohnzimmer zu seiner Couch, die noch immer aussah wie gerade erst geliefert. „Setz dich!“, befahl ich.
Er folgte mit hängenden Schultern, ließ sich kraftlos auf das rote Polstermöbel fallen. Ich setzte mich neben ihn, wühlte in meiner Jackentasche, zog eine Packung Taschentücher hervor und reichte ihm eines. Er sah mich zunächst verständnislos an, doch noch bevor ich ihm eine Erklärung liefern konnte, nickte er verstehend, nahm das Taschentuch und wischte sich die Tränen aus den Augen und von der Wange.
Ich lächelte zufrieden. „So, dann erzähl mal.“
„Ich saß am Küchentisch und trank einen heißen Kaffee.“
„Lauwarm“, berichtigte ich.
„Nein, er war heiß. Als Sybille mich gestern verlassen hat, ist so oft das Wort ,Warmduscher‘ gefallen, dass ich dachte, es sei an der Zeit, etwas zu ändern.“
„Aha“, sagte ich. „Und da dachtest du, der Kaffee wäre ein guter Anfang.“
„Genau. Ich konnte nur nippen, denn der Kaffee kam direkt aus der Maschine. Der heiße Dampf stieg mir in die Nase und plötzlich begann sie zu jucken.“
„Das ist normal.“
„Mag sein. Aber sie juckte immer mehr. Ich stellte die Tasse ab und kratze mich – da fiel sie ab!“
„Einfach so?“ Ich fasste mir an die eigene Nase.
„Einfach so. Von einem Moment auf den anderen saß sie auf dem Rand meiner Kaffeetasse. Dann sprang sie auf den Tisch, von dort auf den Boden, und lief davon.“
„Hast du gesehen, wo sie hingelaufen ist?“ Ich wollte mich von seiner Verzweiflung nicht anstecken lassen.
„Erst lief sie hierhin, dann dorthin. Zuletzt habe ich sie auf dem Flügel im Musikzimmer gesehen. Ich habe es abgeschlossen.“
„Gut. Dann lass uns mal auf Nasenjagd gehen.“

Es war einfacher, als ich gedacht hätte. Die Nase war auf dem Flügel zur Ruhe gekommen und schnarchte. Es war kein schöner Anblick. Überall diese Schleimhäute! Aber ich konzentrierte mich nur auf Peters Nase, schlich mich an, packte sie und übergab sie ihrem Besitzer.
Peter war glücklich. Er ging ins Bad und putzte seine Nase ausgiebig. Sie glänzte richtig. „Was mach ich jetzt?“, fragte er mich.
„Du solltest damit zum Arzt gehen.“
Peter schaute mich entgeistert an. „Ich war noch nie beim Arzt. Ich weiß gar nicht, wie ich gehen muss.“
Mit einem Lächeln antwortete ich: „Immer der Nase nach.“