The future of this little ragged child who has the sweetest expression of all the children when they are ashamed of the prying eyes of strangers, especially if they are of one color and a smell of Dives, will surely be different from today. Ethiopia at the lives of its energy history .. a mega plant which will produce 1800MW of hydropower for power, able to meet the needs of part of Egypt, Kenya, Sudan and Yemen. And this child will one day be an engineer, bent behind a turbine and an alternator. The poor country, hunger and shortages of maize, will sell the white gold to those who have the black gold, it seems like a dream? But this child has dirty feet resting on a ground that emotion is the same ground trod Homo Erectus, the first area inhabited by primitive men, the first piece of humanity. The Omo Valley is in fact the most ancient valley of human history (I wonder if it's the same derivation "homo-man") and if this baby and its leaders decide to energy development, will sign the end of the valley hopelessly compromised by a artificial reservoir of 150Km2, precluding the possibility of further discoveries and return man in the history of their evolution. A terrible choice, which is played between the distant past and the future recently, between the melancholy smile today and that perhaps less sad tomorrow.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Saturday, August 16, 2008
High Soft Cervix A Few Days Before Period Is Due?
This is not the paradise
was the title of a film Tavarelli a few years ago, probably seen in some dusty film Padua, for those students. A Tale of Two postal workers, wrapped up in the throat in the sad routine of Turin rainy, bourgeois dreamers modern landscape / tropical steps towards a more authentic life that choice and not imposed. They eventually killed after a van seized valuables, money for their paradise.
It 's a DC voltage that the search for paradise .. and sometimes I wonder if Leopard or Schopenhauer was right to say that there is no heaven. Modern man, incommunicable, inappropriate, and always fuoriposto ever, can only dream if the dream has already been born and is still a slave to what needs to which Rousseau said, or is truly decide their own destiny?
was the title of a film Tavarelli a few years ago, probably seen in some dusty film Padua, for those students. A Tale of Two postal workers, wrapped up in the throat in the sad routine of Turin rainy, bourgeois dreamers modern landscape / tropical steps towards a more authentic life that choice and not imposed. They eventually killed after a van seized valuables, money for their paradise.
It 's a DC voltage that the search for paradise .. and sometimes I wonder if Leopard or Schopenhauer was right to say that there is no heaven. Modern man, incommunicable, inappropriate, and always fuoriposto ever, can only dream if the dream has already been born and is still a slave to what needs to which Rousseau said, or is truly decide their own destiny?
Sunday, August 10, 2008
Abortion Thesis Statements
Here in Africa
A rainy day, any day of the season here in Ethiopia.
250 km from Addis Ababa to the south, around Jimma, around the ancient region of coffee, which takes its name from here (Kaffa). A hostile land, a land of rugged valleys, small and narrow, where everything is wild .. varies little in reality, only low vegetation (al.1400mt) green basaltic rock, many baboons clinging to steep slopes of escarpments, eagles and hawks, and many different types of birds. The night is but the explosion insects, especially moths as big as a hand, mosquitoes (malaria few, or at least hopefully) and almas, causing painful burns to the skin on contact. Up and down in a pick-up, necessary in those places where the first road was made a few months ago, between holes and fords streams as old as man, excited by the passage of hippos and crocodiles, sleepy and calm, like everything here in Africa.
Holy
A rainy day, any day of the season here in Ethiopia.
250 km from Addis Ababa to the south, around Jimma, around the ancient region of coffee, which takes its name from here (Kaffa). A hostile land, a land of rugged valleys, small and narrow, where everything is wild .. varies little in reality, only low vegetation (al.1400mt) green basaltic rock, many baboons clinging to steep slopes of escarpments, eagles and hawks, and many different types of birds. The night is but the explosion insects, especially moths as big as a hand, mosquitoes (malaria few, or at least hopefully) and almas, causing painful burns to the skin on contact. Up and down in a pick-up, necessary in those places where the first road was made a few months ago, between holes and fords streams as old as man, excited by the passage of hippos and crocodiles, sleepy and calm, like everything here in Africa.
Holy
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Friday, August 8, 2008
Price Shopko Eye Exam
Why Blog
I read somewhere that personal blogs are booming, and that soon the posts will be read only by those who write them ..
I know why I got the idea of \u200b\u200ba blog: it is a very democratic tool to share ideas and experiences .. During this time, here in the mountains of the Ethiopian plateau, thousands of miles from Europe, of incredible things to tell, there are .. There is, first
Africa of poverty and hunger, that of the fresh eyes of children with swollen bellies and sad eyes and scared of little girls who have to sell only their body, the Africa of companies that make fat profits to build a billion dollar welfare does not exist with the complicity of the local leaders working on the ground leaving hundred mathematical dead .. but there is also the Africa of hospitality, warmth and color, amazing multi-faceted society.
But in this blog will not only Africa .. down recently and I'm here to tell even less. I want to share instead of thinking about Italy, that beautiful country in the hands of mobsters and fixers to blind us with their words empty and unconvincing. Perhaps nothing original, perhaps only a few have already heard thoughts and angry .. but that debate can better define, justify or change.
Holy
I read somewhere that personal blogs are booming, and that soon the posts will be read only by those who write them ..
I know why I got the idea of \u200b\u200ba blog: it is a very democratic tool to share ideas and experiences .. During this time, here in the mountains of the Ethiopian plateau, thousands of miles from Europe, of incredible things to tell, there are .. There is, first
Africa of poverty and hunger, that of the fresh eyes of children with swollen bellies and sad eyes and scared of little girls who have to sell only their body, the Africa of companies that make fat profits to build a billion dollar welfare does not exist with the complicity of the local leaders working on the ground leaving hundred mathematical dead .. but there is also the Africa of hospitality, warmth and color, amazing multi-faceted society.
But in this blog will not only Africa .. down recently and I'm here to tell even less. I want to share instead of thinking about Italy, that beautiful country in the hands of mobsters and fixers to blind us with their words empty and unconvincing. Perhaps nothing original, perhaps only a few have already heard thoughts and angry .. but that debate can better define, justify or change.
Holy
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