I denne blog udtrykker jeg af og til mine uforbeholdne meninger om dette og hint. Stedet bruger jeg også til at videreformidle diverse spændende, interessante og væsentlige fund, der er gjort andre steder på nettet. Skæld endelig ud! Trods en vis skråsikkerhed er jeg ikke immun overfor argumenter.
Bloggen har en forhistorie på et forlist site fra februar 2006. Dette sted er fra juli 2008, men jeg vil af og til via nostalgihjørnet linke til indlæg fra den hedengangne blog.
Noget dated måske - men super aktuelt anyway. Vi er klart i en amerikansk mediekontekst her, og netop det gør dobbeltinterviewet særligt bemærkelsesværdigt. Et gennembrud? Ihvertfald noget andet end amerikanske brugere af de etablerede massemedier er vant til.
Ordet "return" i denne sammenhæng bygger på en absurd forestilling om rødderne til den zionistiske koloniseringsaggression i Palæstina. Denne lille videohilsen er med til at undergrave løgnehistorierne, der skal legitimere den midlertidige apartheidstat. Cadeau!
Can you hear the drums fernando? I remember long ago another starry night like this In the firelight fernando You were humming to yourself and softly strumming your guitar I could hear the distant drums And sounds of bugle calls were coming from afar
They were closer now fernando Every hour every minute seemed to last eternally I was so afraid fernando We were young and full of life and none of us prepared to die And I'm not ashamed to say The roar of guns and cannons almost made me cry
There was something in the air that night The stars were bright, fernando They were shining there for you and me For liberty, fernando Though I never thought that we could lose There's no regret If I had to do the same again I would, my friend, fernando
Now we're old and grey fernando And since many years I haven't seen a rifle in your hand Can you hear the drums fernando? Do you still recall the frightful night we crossed the rio grande? I can see it in your eyes How proud you were to fight for freedom in this land
There was something in the air that night The stars were bright, fernando They were shining there for you and me For liberty, fernando Though I never thought that we could lose There's no regret If I had to do the same again I would, my friend, fernando
There was something in the air that night The stars were bright, fernando They were shining there for you and me For liberty, fernando Though I never thought that we could lose There's no regret If I had to do the same again I would, my friend, fernando Yes, if I had to do the same again I would, my friend, fernando...
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