El Classico’ya sayılı günler kaldı… Bu pazar müthiş bir derbi bizleri bekliyor. Tüm Dünya bu derbiye kilitlenecektir mutlaka. Futbolun şu anda yeryüzünde bulunan neredeyse tüm yıldızları karşı karşıya gelecek. Bir yanda Guardiola, bir yanda Pellegrini.. Bir yanda İbra, Messi, Xavi, El Henry, Puyol… Bir yanda Kaka, Ronaldo, Benzema, Raul, Xabi…

El Classico’ya Real Madrid 28 puanla, Barcelona ise 27 puanla çıkacak. Gönlüm her zaman olduğu gibi Barça’dan yana. Real Madrid’i oldum olası sevememişimdir. O yüzden Barça’la onu !

Gerçek midir bilemem ama…sinemalarda izlenecek deniliyor. İspanya’da bazı sinemalarda Barcelona – Real Madrid maçı verilecekmiş. Düşünsenize, Türkiye’de sinemada, o sistemde, Galatasaray-Fenerbahçe maçını… Kaç ölü çıkar bilmiyorum artık..

FC Barcelona - CF Real Madrid

Stat: Nou Camp

Tarih: 29.11.2009 

Saat: 21.00

Mexico Peso to Gain Up to 20% After Fitch Downgrade, Pimco Says

via Mexico Peso to Gain Up to 20% After Fitch Downgrade, Pimco Says – Bloomberg.com.

Pilates is for real men, by hard core climber Eric Horst: http://www.mountainzone.com/blogs/performance_training/2007/03/pilates-cross-training-for-climbers.html

“É tão difícil falar e dizer coisas que não podem ser ditas. É tão silencioso. Como traduzir o silêncio do encontro real entre nós dois? Dificílimo contar. Olhei pra você fixamente por instantes. Tais momentos são meu segredo. Houve o que se chama de comunhão perfeita. Eu chamo isto de estado agudo de felicidade”

Clarice Lispector

Ela perdeu o sono no meio da noite. Despertou assustada de um sonho – não sabia mais o que era! – e apenas ouviu sua respiração pesada e rápida enquanto interpretava a escuridão. Olhou para os todos os lados e, aos poucos, reconheceu o seu quarto no escuro da madrugada. Estava sozinha em sua cama e, apesar do receio de estar sem luz alguma, sentia-se protegida. Era seu quarto, era seu santuário, era o seu espaço único e especial no mundo.

Tentou reencontrar o sono, relaxou o corpo e se acomodou nos travesseiros. Mas nada adiantou – estava tão desperta como se o sol já tomasse conta do céu. Mesmo assim não se rendeu à energia de seu corpo e lembrou-se de que àquelas horas não dormidas lhe fariam falta no decorrer do dia.

Fitou o escuro e tentou não pensar em nada, afinal não queria se agitar mais. Nesse cenário, lembrou-se dos olhos dele. Ali, na escuridão de seu quarto, recordou-se daquele olhar que lhe penetrava a alma e desvendava os seus segredos mais profundos. Sentiu saudade – seu coração ficou bem pequeno -, sentiu vontade chorar, sentiu tristeza e sentiu raiva.

Aquela lembrança, não tão recente, ainda lhe provocava ambíguos sentimentos e ela sentiu-se abalada pela confusão em seu interior. Resolveu apenas fechar os olhos e cantarolou uma canção popular. Se pensaria em algo até adormecer novamente, decidiu que não seria ele quem comandaria tais pensamentos e optou por algo mais leve.

Percebeu ali, naquele singular momento, que ainda não estava pronta para lidar com tudo o que havia acontecido!

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I am still experimenting with the diagram below, but as I was teaching the concept of translation in Harman’s Prince of Networks today, I found it to be a useful heuristic device for thematizing just what is new or interesting in Latour’s concept of translation. Scroll past the Scribd diagram for a bit of commentary.

Clearly I have adapted this diagram from Hjelmsleves model of the sign. All of us are familiar with the relation between the signifier and the signified in Saussurean linguistics (to the left). In naive theories of linguistic translation (NTTs), the idea is that the concept remains the same (content), while it is only the signifier (expression) that changes. There are any number of reasons that this concept of translation is mistaken. I outlined some of these shortcomings in a previous post, so I won’t repeat them here. Latour’s concept of translation is broader than that of translation as it applies to linguistics or the transposition of texts from one language to another. The key point to take home from his analysis– and he doesn’t spell these implications out himself –is not so much the fact that a translated text always differs from the text that it translates, but rather that the process of translation produces something new, regardless of whether the relation is between texts in different languages, conscious minds to world, or relations between objects. What Latour wishes to do, I think, is generalize the concept of translation, such that translation is no longer restricted to the domain of language, nor requiring the involvement of living beings of some sort, but rather involves any relations among actants, human or nonhuman, living or material.

Hjelmslev’s key innovation in the domain of linguistics and semiotics was to recognize that both the plane of expression (loosely the signifier) and the plane of content (loosely the signified) have a form and substance that can enter into different relations with one another. Here I am partially basing my analysis of Deleuze and Guattari’s treatment of Hjelmslev’s model of expression and content as developed in “The Geology of Morals” in A Thousand Plateaus. This discussion would require a far more developed analysis than I’m capable of giving at the moment. For those who are interested, it would be worthwhile to refer to DeLanda’s early work on this essay (here and a number of Delanda’s articles, podcasts, and talks can be found here), as well as the first chapter of A User’s Guide to Capitalism and Schizophrenia by Brian Massumi. While I don’t entirely share the ontological commitments of either of these thinkers, their works nonetheless provide some pointers in the direction I’m thinking.

read on!

Hopefully I’ll have more time to elaborate on the diagram above in the near future (I’m in a rush now), but to understand what’s at stake it’s helpful to take a brief detour through Aristotle’s four causes. I apologize for the inelegance of my diagrams. Hopefully my diagram of Aristotle’s four causes in the upper right hand corner of this paragraph (click to expand) will convey some of the sense of his sorting. The important point to keep in mind here is that Aristotle’s term “cause” (aition) is closer to what we might mean by “reason” than how we think of “causes” today. Each of the four causes is a way of answering the question of what and why a thing is. The efficient cause is therefore that by which something is produced. The material cause is that out of which something is produced. The formal cause is the structure or pattern of a thing. And the final cause is the goal or that for the sake of which something is produced. It will be noted that bisecting the four causes is a dotted line distinguishing what is potential (δύναμις) from what is actual (ἐνέργεια). If the material cause and the efficient cause are associated with potentiality, then this is because matter– for example clay –has the potential to take on many different forms through the agency of an efficient cause. Likewise, if form and finality are associated with actuality, then this is because structure or pattern (the formal cause) indicate that matter has taken on a determinate form, whereas something is actual when it reaches its goal or telos. I take it that these distinctions are well known, so I will not elaborate on them in greater detail here with the proviso that much more can and should be said.

Closely associated with the distinction between matter and form and potentiality and actuality is the distinction between passivity and activity. In a crude version of the Aristotlean schema matter is the passive principle and form is the active principle. Returning to the Saussurean schema of the sign under NTT (the naive theory of translation), the signified as the constancy of meaning is the form or active principle that in-forms the signifier or passive material of expression. This reveals another dimension of form: it is what remains constant or identical in all of its instantiations in matter. The role of matter is simply to take on form, without contributing anything to form beyond the mere instantiation of that form in an existent. Referring to another inelegant diagram in the left above (click to enlarge), we can call this the ontology of “sovereignity”. The sovereign can be anything from a king to a general to a father to God to a boss to a teacher. The sovereign functions as the efficient cause containing the form as an ideational structure (like an architect’s or engineer’s blueprint) that is then imposed on a passive matter. The key point here is that causation is conceived in a unidirectional fashion, passing from the sovereign and his blueprints to the passive matters to be in-formed.

It is now possible to discern the innovation in the adapted Hjelmslevian schema. In the relation between Actant1 and Actant2 there are arrows between the two schemas. These arrows indicate one actant acting upon another actant. It will be noted that both actants possess both a form (structure, pattern) and a substance (a “materiality” broadly construed). As Harman often puts it “there is no such thing as un-form-atted matter. In addition to each actant possessing a form and a matter, each matter contains both a content and an expression. Here content– and I need to say much more about this –can be understood as the other actants that an actant has “appropriated” to constitute itself as an actant, while “expression” can be understood as the manner in which the actant has “actualized” itself qualitatively at a particular point in time. In Harman’s language, content can be understood as the “withdrawn” being of an actant, while expression could be understood as the “sensuous vicar” by which this withdrawn being is expressed for another being. Why, then, the additional dimension of matter for each of these actants? Because in addition to the internal composition of each actant or its content (what I call the endo-consistency of a being which is roughly analogous to Suarez’s “substantial forms”), the being of any actant is infinitely decomposable into other actants or entities. With great caution we can refer to this “matter” as “hyper-chaos”, so long as we note that this hyper-chaos is structured and that its apparent “disorder” is only disorder from the standpoint of the structured being of a particular actant (more on this another time).

The diagram at the beginning of this post requires a great deal more commentary than I can give it here. The shift from the Aristotlean model where we have– at least in thought –pure unformed matter that is completely passive or a sort of “hyletic flux”, thereby requiring in-forming-ing from another actant to my adapted version of Hjelmslev’s model where all actants have both a form (structure, pattern) and a substance (formed matter) initially appears slight. However, if we refer back to Aristotle’s model the significance of this slight shift becomes apparent. If each actant involved in an inter-act-ion has form, then it follows that the actant receiving the action of another actant cannot merely be a passive matter taking on the form of the other actant (the ontology of sovereignity). Rather, because actant2 itself has form, structure, or pattern, it too is an active principle. Yet as an active principle it too must contribute difference. Yet, if this is the case, then it follows that the form of actant3– the outcome produced by the interaction of actant1 and actant2 –cannot merely be the instantiation of the form of actant1, but must instead be a “synthesis” of the forms of actant1 and actant2 producing something new through this inter-act-ion. A task and a critique are here announced at the ontological level. The critique would be a critique of all those vestiges of the ontology of sovereignity where some set of actants is treated as consisting merely of passive materials that take on the form of some other actant. The positive task would be to trace these imbrications of forms in inter-act-ion, investigating the manner in which they produce new forms as a result of the “struggle” between these forms. It now becomes clearly why the alternative ontology is a horizontal, flat, immanent, or networked. No longer can one actant stand apart from the rest imposing a unidirectional, form-bestowing causality on all the others. Rather, the so-called “sovereign” now becomes an actor in a field of actors where causality is bi-directionality and where form is a result of inter-act-ions among actants rather than an identity preserved across chains of inter-act-ions like a signified behind a signified that is in-different to its instantiations in other matters.

“…Y de este tamaño la tengo ¿Crees que te cabria por la puerta trasera?”  -  “Pues, cosas mas grandes me he metido…”

¡¿Que carajos!? ¿No se supone que un miembro de la mas rancia nobleza debe tener compostura al tratar a una plebeya, por mas sabrosa y con pinta de puta que tenga? En esta foto, el buen Carlitos no pudo resistir la tentacion y se le ocurrio la ocurrencia de tratar de ligarse a una chavita, presumindole el tamaño del miembro real, tratado de converse a la…este…¿dama?, de darse un buen acoston. Y, siendo sinceros, no lo podemos culpar de ninguna manero. ¿O si, tiranetas?

Intro
Mhm yeah you is sexy as hell
Thug type dude let me tell you something

Verse1
You get me all warm and hyped up when I’m around you
Got me smiling when you say so
Chessy when you say I look so cute
When you get so fierce I get a lil turned on

Sugah you keep me going on
My smile will last forever
Watch it because we can play ruff
I’m not the type to take it slow

Chorus
I can get on ya level (I like’em real good)
I can face you one on one (I like’em real good)
I could tease cause I like you (I like’em real good)
Show me when your scare (I like’em real good)

Don’t worry I’ll find away to make you laugh (I like’em real good)
And you know I’ma do what I have to keep you (I like’em real good)
Keep it thug with me and I’ll be real with you (I like’em real good)

Verse2
Hold it down keep it real and show me you want me
I gotta admit your being who you are
I respect your point of veiw
Let me tell you that I’m liking you now

hahaha I got a secret for you
But you can’t tell anyone
Your so fucking cute and got me happy
I’m telling you I like’em real good

Chorus
I can get on ya level (I like’em real good)
I can face you one on one (I like’em real good)
I could tease cause I like you (I like’em real good)
Show me when your scare (I like’em real good)

Don’t worry I’ll find away to make you laugh (I like’em real good)
And you know I’ma do what I have to keep you (I like’em real good)
Keep it thug with me and I’ll be real with you (I like’em real good)

Bridge
I like’em real good, I like’em real good
I like’em real good, I like’em real good
I can get on ya level
I can face you one on one

Chorus
I can get on ya level (I like’em real good)
I can face you one on one (I like’em real good)
I could tease cause I like you (I like’em real good)
Show me when your scare (I like’em real good)

Don’t worry I’ll find away to make you laugh (I like’em real good)
And you know I’ma do what I have to keep you (I like’em real good)
Keep it thug with me and I’ll be real with you (I like’em real good)

20 – 23 Novermber 2009

war einfach nur unbeschreiblich

es war so mit Emotionen voll.

Wenn ich nur daran zurück denke, bekomme ich Gänsehaut,

leichtes frösteln von innen heraus.

WAHNSINN !!!

 Genoss jede Sekunde, jeden Atemzug, jede Berührung…einfach ALLES

Ich möchte dieses Wochenende nie mehr missen wollen…

 Hoffe sehr das es noch ganzzzzz viel von diesen Wochenenden geben wird…

 Das Tage daraus werden,

man dann auch das Zwischendurch erleben kann gemeinsam

ohne diesen Zeitdruck im Nacken.

Schwarzer Engel F.

Hi. This is my first blog. I really don’t know much about blogging. So I’m just going to type in whatever is on my mind. Thats good, right? It keep the post raw, fresh out of my crazy mind.

Okay.. Here’s the thing. Nobody knows I have a blog. My sister doesn’t know, my Mom doesn’t know. Not a single soul.  So basically this is an anonymous blog, for now. Let this be our little secret, okay? I’m going to be really truthful, and just put everything out there. I have nothing to lose. It’s actually a great benefit for me since it will help me clear my mind. So before I start my little rant about my so called life.. let me start by introducing myself.

I am 20 years old, I was born in Germany. My father is German and my mother is Filipina. My father thought that it was a great idea to send my Mom, my younger sister and myself back to Manila.. so that’s where I grew up. After a few years working as an actress and  being the breadwinner of the family during my teen years, my Mom got married to an Englishman and since then we have moved to England to live as a family. Happy Ending, right? Well not quite.. I wasn’t ready to move to another country and leave my job, my schooling and my friends behind. But I had to. It was the hardest thing I had to do… It took me 2 years of going back and forth of the two countries and alot of running around and wasting time to realize that I can’t keep running from the truth anymore. I live here, in London. It’s starting to sink in, and I’m getting used to the thought everyday. This may sound really shallow, but believe me.. it’s hard. I think I’m very much ahead of my peers because of all the situations I had to go through in my life. I’m not here to rant about not getting the newest Chanel purse or not getting a call back from a guy from class. Although to be honest with you, that is the exterior of me. I’m suppose to play out perfect daughter, perfect girl. I’m a Barbie and I’ve made of plastic. Lot’s of plastic. Nobody knows that a doll can have troubles and like this blog, I’m not about to tell the world who I really am…yet.

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Ruudas Van Nistelrooy'us gali grįžti į "Premier" lygą.

Anglijos spauda praneša, kad buvęs ilgametis “Manchester United” puolėjas Ruudas Van Nistelrooy’us gali palikti Madrido “Real”.

Olandu ypač domisi “Liverpool”, Londono “Tottenham” bei “Manchester City” ekipos. Tikimasi, kad Ispanijos sostinės klubas nedarys kliūčių 33 metų žaidėjui sausio mėnesį palikti klubą.

Cristiano Ronaldo išsigydė traumą.

Brangiausias pasaulio žaidėjas Christiano Ronaldo vėl džiugins Madrido “Real” gerbėjus – saugas išsigydė traumą ir bus pasiruošęs išbėgti į aikštę Čempionų lygos mače prieš Ciuricho komandą.

Priminsime, kad 24 metų portugalas buvo patyręs kulkšnies traumą ir privalėjo praleisti paskutines 10 Madrido ekipos rungtynių.

Roberto Mancini gali persikelti į Rusiją.

Buvęs Milano “Inter” strategas Roberto Mancini atviras darbo pasiūlymams, tačiau dar neapsisprendė kada norėtų grįžti į futbolą.

Užsienio spauda 44 metų italą sieja su Madrido “Real”, Miuncheno “Bayern”, Mančesterio “City”, o paskutiniais duomenimis – ir su Rusijos nacionaline rinktine.

“Aš – Rusijos treneris? Kai strategas turi galimybę rinktis, visada vertinu teigiamai. Tas pats ir su klubais. Jei bus pasiūlymas, as svarstysiu”, – sakė R.Mancini.

The Swell Season just played at the Paramount this evening. My insides are still spinning. This is the second concert I have seen this week and this one, hands down, blew the other one out of the water, and I love the other band, I’ve seen them at the Triple Door three years in a row! There was something so Authentic about these two. Glen told stories that gave context to many of his songs. They had us sing along. They met a girl singing on the streets of Seattle today and asked her to play at their concert tonight… so she did!!!  He honored the Clancy Brothers, The Frames (his band before the Swell Season), a woman in an elevator with a blue coat, the woman up in the third tier who “opened up” to him and the entire audience, and he honored us, his audience… each with a song. He played one of his songs as he stepped away from all the mics… and the place was silent, you could have heard a pin drop. The Van Morrison song he played, made me nearly float, it was so amazing. The man can play a guitar!!! He broke strings on 3 guitars before the song was over!!! He told stories of real people in a way that you knew he valued them, not just the story he was telling about them. All of that was bonus… because then, they played their sweet music…. and all was well within me. …and did I mention the 6-song encore???? There is something so nice about seeing someone be who they are instead of putting on a show.

I don’t know what it is about guys that they seem to think that their unspoken words, averted eyes, and lack or responses goes unnoticed.

Maybe for some dumb broad those things can be passed off as just a figment of imagination, but a real intelligent chick knows….and I know.

So this is for all of the fellas out there who seem to think that they are playing a new game that has been already mastered by the female population.

#1: Do NOT come to my room. After midnight. If you can not contact me during the hours between sunrise and sunset then do not waste your time or mine. Don’t come over here for “food”, to use my computer, because your bored, etc. It’s ridiculous how many excuses guys will make up to get in your room after midnight….please. Your game is not on point, which is why you walk away with nothing.

#2: Do NOT acknowledge me only when a group of your male friends decide they want to take a chance at flirting with me (or any other female). If you do not know me when you are alone then you do not know me when you want to show off to all of your homeboys. It’s annoying. It pisses me off. And it makes me get really close to getting disrespectful and playing your life.

#3: Do NOT ask me to help you do work that you haven’t even attempted yourself. One of my biggest pet peeves is a man who is lazy and unwilling to educate himself. The problem with the men today feeling inadequate against women is that they don’t take the time to improve in areas where women dominate. Then you feel dumb and bitter when a woman outsmarts you. It’s not necessarily that we are smarter than you, it’s just that you haven’t really APPLIED yourself. It’s not that hard.

#4: Do NOT talk shit about a female and then be all up in her face later. I would much rather a guy be upfront about how he feels about me rather than dog me out to his boys only to be my bitch later. And please realize that females DO know when you are dogging them out to your boys. Again, we are not stupid. And we have eyes and ears everywhere.

#5: To piggy back off of #4, just be real. I hate when niggas act a certain way toward you about something you didn’t realize you did. If you have a problem say it! You got balls, use them! And don’t just tweet them or Facebook the message. Cell phones are a communication device that were invented just to do that—communicate.

#6: If I choose not to hang with you there is probably a reason. And it is probably because I don’t trust you, I don’t want to have sex with you (which is most likely what you are hoping to happen), or you just creep me out. Sometimes it’s all three. I don’t want to offend anybody, but hey.

#7: Just recognize that even though I may sometimes come off like an asshole, I am still a female. And as a female I know when you are BSing me. So do me and yourself a favor, and don’t waste my time or yours.

Those are just a few tips for the guys out there. This is not for anyone specific so don’t go thinking I’m angry and bitter, just know that every female experiences one or more of these things and 7/10 of those girls are not dumb broads. In other words, play your games elsewhere. Thank you.

Yesterday I spent the day with my three little cousins aka “My Little Monsters”. These sweet boys are the light of my life. I know that when they tell me they love me its real.

My silly little boys have no idea what kind of evil there is in the world. They do not have to worry about predators. The only thing that they worry about is missing an episode of SpongeBob Square pants. They are little, precious and innocent.

Last night as I was putting them to bed, they asked me to stay in their room until they went to sleep. I did because I like them to feel safe. As I watched them drift off into dreamland, I started feeling sad. I just looked at those precious little babies as they slept peacefully and tears started to fall from my eyes. When I look at those boys, I see that they are so helpless and small.

 I realized how safe they are and how unsafe I actually was during my childhood.

My littlest cousin is turning three in a few weeks, and it has been bothering me because one of my parts is three. It is that I just picture a three year old as something much bigger and stronger than he is. When I look at him, I still see a baby. He still likes to be held, rocked and comforted.

When I see my littlest insiders, I do not see them as children, because they are not children. I never got to do childlike things. I had to do grown up things from a very young age. Baby-like things never existed. I never had the chance to be a child. In addition, I do not get a second chance to redo childhood. It is over, done, history.

However, when I look at my little cousins, I see three sweet innocent boys who are safe from abuse. They just look up to me with their big brown eyes and I just want to hold them and keep them safe forever.

I always think and wonder how anyone could hurt a child…

Intoxicating, mesmersing and sensual.

One of her very best songs. Still sounds as fresh and hot as it did when if first came out 14 years ago.

Paula Abdul – My Love is For Real

I could’ve been your everything.

I could’ve been your stars in the sky.

I could’ve been your every fantasy come true.

I could’ve been YOUR perfection.

But you walked away.

You held me close and told me how amazing I was.

How you pictured our lives entertwined.

How your fantasy world revolved around me.

How you wanted to be with me.

And then you took it all back.

It felt so real.

It felt so right.

I thought that-for once- things would turn out how I planned.

But like everything else, the rug was pulled out from under me.

Leaving me….

To start over.

I guess the bright side is,

I was already on the ground.

Easier to find all the broken pieces of my heart that you left behind.

I will always love you.

Because no matter what,

You taught me more about myself

Than I ever knew before.

As for getting over you,

I don’t think its possible,

To move past perfection.

Though, I do think I’m tired

Of fighting this battle.

Because one thing I know

Is that I will never win.

While I sit here writing this,

I realize I’m wearing your shirt.

I’m still holding on,

When all I NEED to do is let go….