A festival of broken glass

•August 14, 2011 • 1 Comment

Syria: Riots stop when authorities use tanks.

Italy: Riots stop as police fire rubber bullets.

Greece: End to riots as police deploy water cannon and tear gas.

England: Riots stop… because it’s raining.

Due to the imminent collapse of society we regret to announce we are closing at 6pm tonight

As politicians holidayed and police were caught by surprise, rioters looted and high streets burned across the UK. It all started with a peaceful demonstration outside Tottenham(North London) police station, on Saturday 6th August 2011. The protest quickly turned into a full-scale riot, with disorder spreading across London and other areas of England. The situation carried on until the 10th of August.

There were mainly three groups of rioters: organised career criminals, semi-organised youths and those who got carried away in the excitement. Many of those turned out to be very far from the stereotype of the hopeless underclass. The authorities soon lost control – the police force was outnumbered, the Prime Minister, the Home Secretary, the Deputy Prime Minister, the Chancellor of the Exchequer, the Mayor of London, the mayor’s chief of staff and head of communication, the chairman of the Metropolitan Police Authority and the Head of the London Fire Brigade were all on holiday. The number of police officers on London streets was 6000. It was only on Tuesday that the number grew up top 16000. The general panic had already installed and it seems that the official decisions against the riots came a bit late.

At least 186 police officers and five dogs were injured. Five men have died. Vehicles, homes and shops were attacked and set alight (more than 200 million pounds in property damage). Transport was affected. A Sony Music-owned warehouse was set on fire and most of its inventory was considered lost, including the entire British stock of LPs and CDs for Domino Records, XL Records and over 100 other European independent record labels. Estimated losses over the mass looting have been indicated to be in the region of 100 million pounds.

As of 13 August, 2275 people have been arrested, of which more than 1000 have been charged.

In my opinion, public unity stopped the entire madness. People from Muslim communities (Bangladeshi, Kurdish, Pakistani, Somali and Turkish) were seen chasing down masked youths in several ares of North and East London. Locals in Enfield took part, as did the supporters of the football club Millwall in Eltham and the Sikh communities in Southall, East Ham, Ilford and Romford. Tens of thousands of users of social networking sites coordinated clean-up operations of their local shopping areas and streets. Residents armed with brooms, gloves and bin bags took the streets to clean up the damage. They also had meet ups to donate blankets, clothes, baby food and other necessities to be sent to those made homeless by the riots. Thousands of others are taking part in impromptu acts of kindness to help cities like London, Birmingham and Manchester. Builders have offered free help to Londoners to repair their damage, while high street banks are providing immediate financial relief with loan repayment holidays. The British Bankers Association said banks would provide extra financial support for businesses who needed cash for repairs and to replace stock lost to looters. A Shoreditch website is also helping Londoners find tradesmen to help repair the damage for free. A campaign to help Aaron Biber, an 89-year old barber who had his shop destroyed, has raised 5000 pounds after a web page allowing people to donate was set up; he has run a barber shop close to Tottenham High Road for 41 years. Obviously, the officials did not approve of the “informally organised community groups” taking a role in maintaining public order.

Hats off to the response of the community!

Scatter sunshine

•July 12, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Today I’m happy. I don’t need to say more.

sometimes it hits you

Those who can laugh without cause have either found the true meaning of happiness or have gone stark raving mad.  [Norm Papernick]

ceva mai mult decat nimic

•May 19, 2011 • Leave a Comment

nu-i nevoie de simturi speciale

doar de materie cenusie mestecata

pe drumul ei inapoi spre buze moi

pana la refuz pana iese orice

pe cale naturala oricat

de lipsita de maniere natura

nu e crescuta la pension

e un fel de matusa cu riduri

gravate-n zambete din nicotina

care are in grija un bordel de colt

de strada apretat cu clienti care cer

pe caiet fatuci de criza si baietei

cu complexul Electrei nimic

nu se pierde totul se acumuleaza

precum lichide gretoase imbratisand

loial organe uitate de vreme

de un cercetator nebun

ratat ridicat la gradul de excentric

Moebius Strip

•April 25, 2011 • Leave a Comment

miuzic for da soul, la care se pot adauga oamenii de hartie ai lui Salvador Plascencia

“Reading Salvador Plascencia’s The People of Paper is like going on a mental carnival ride in each of the letters and sentences he’s crafted. A story told from each character’s point of view, Plascencia’s El Monte examines the life and loves of its inhabitants and those who watch over it. Perhaps what is most puzzling about the prose is how surprisingly straightforward it is, while keeping true to his playful images and the experimental style. The People of Paper journeys to other figurative places in our solar system while keepingcuranderos, wrestlers, warriors, lovers and enemies alive all within the city limits of El Monte.”

First you gotta believe it

•April 10, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Am uitat

•April 8, 2011 • Leave a Comment

cand m-am bagat ultima oara la somn
copil
cand m-am trezit prima data
adult
sau ce s-a intamplat intre timp

Cred in povesti asa cum estimeaza cei de la Forbes valoarea in cash a personajelor fictive – pe principiul e amuzant, dar morala (fictiva sau nu) conteaza mult mai putin decat calculele (corecte si reale). Nu ma intelegeti gresit, mai cred in magie, mai tremur on a song, doar ca
si-n plus, e doar o chestie de moment.

*fact: good movies make people hope, good books make them dream

Nobody’s perfect

•March 17, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Contrary to my previous beliefs (mostly due to a large number of adverts), the girl can sing! and make it sound so optimistic

When you have to make a choice

•February 23, 2011 • Leave a Comment

and don’t make it, that is in itself a choice.

take me or leave me
or leave me a choice
to leave you alone
and alone to rejoice

when you’ll miss me
it’ll be too late
to take me
choose wisely
don’t make me…
oh, wait!

The world spins on

•February 7, 2011 • 1 Comment

as does the thought of you

and what goes around comes around

Anunt

•January 17, 2011 • Leave a Comment

Dau la schimb haos vechi de cand lumea, cu km rezonabil, rosu ca focul, imbunatatiri recente, pe liniste anosta intr-un orasel gri si prafuit.

Pierdut mintile. Le declar nule.

Pentru un owner de blog recent descoperit:

si sunt tot eu, cu corpul mai terestru ca oricand
si parc-as vrea sa fiu tu cand te cant

(I don’t know why, when or where, cuvintele au venit, or insemna ele ceva)

For Eva:

materiale dezgolite de cufere aruncate pe geam
plutesc incolore ca visele ce nu le mai am

*

Ma gandesc serios la meseria de negustor ambulant de vise, ganduri and co.