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keep your distance during car accidents

Dec. 10th, 2007 | 10:47 pm

im a bit put off that my friend who i covered for in a car accident last month has yet to return my emails, phone calls, texts, yada yada...  i took the the whole blow for the accident -- crap from her parents, ticket, points on my license, .... and i didn;t say anything.  i saved her from going to jail & losing her license.  all i want to know is if she took care of everything?!  i don't want unnecessary points on my license because of stupidity.  i mean fuck i'll pay & take the driving course,  i just want to make sure its done & if its not done to see about getting it done.  avoiding me isn't helping anything.  and i haven't been overbearing by any means.  i swear her dad hates me & thinks god knows what.. but it could have been worse.  what else can i do?  is there another way to find out if she has taken care of the ticket & course?

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amsterdam

Nov. 26th, 2007 | 01:02 am
mood: hopeful hopeful

well i landed an internship for february in amsterdam. little catch though.... finding a room.  things to think about: a) getting 300 euro stipend/month, b) housing is already scarce in amsterdam, c) prices high, d) exchange rates are super low, e) great opportunity with a small firm & a guy who knows everyone there is to know in design/architecture world.  i've been hunting for a room all day... i sent out a ton of emails & im hoping this week i get some follow-ups.  this has all happened so fast, but it seems to feel so right.  out of every firm which has replied back so far, this one has the best feeling to it.  they guy is super attentive & really likes me & my work... which only boosts my nagging doubts about working in an office & screwing everything up.  so we shall see.  it wont interfere with the peace corps since i will finish by the time they want me in august... and if need be, i can leave a week earlier.  keep your fingers crossed this week... i gotta land something asap so we can go through with all my paperwork.

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life is hell sometimes

Nov. 6th, 2007 | 04:20 pm
mood: disappointed disappointed

this switch from october to november has been unbearably harsh....  my moms health & recent surgery, peace corps, life in general being put on hold, work, ....  i guess it doesnt sound too bad, but its been a bitch to live.  sure good things have happened like i quit smoking, stopped drinking coffee, became more active, yada yada, but i kinda miss my old stressful, sleepless life out of a fishbowl.  i had heard back from my professor about his finishing my last recommendation for the peace corps, so naturally i got my hopes up ... but they were quickly thwarted today when i called my recruiter to catch up..... here i was thinking "yess!  ive been waiting 4 months & finally january will have to be it..."  ha!  all lies!  she tells me my plans of eastern europe or africa are out & all that i can choose is the pacific.  well, damn.  sure i dont have much option, but it still could be something....   i have to wait until the end of july/august to leave..  9 more months!?@  fuck!  so my optimism lasted approx. since Sunday night till this afternoon.  very, very shortlived!  so now what do i do?  9 months?  i think as soon as i can leave, after mid-December or thereafter im just taking off for a while in hopes ill find something to put food in my stomach, a blanket over my head, and something in the bank. who knows where... maybe back to italy?  i just cant handle disappointment for a while...  i've had an overdose.  for now im caretaker & that is deeming to be trying.  well kiddos, sorry its all rants & raves, but im kinda bummed.  this place hasnt been to uplifting, but i guess everyone must pay their dues.

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fwd: peace march - orlando

Oct. 20th, 2007 | 04:45 pm

Passing this along from hippies4u...  anyone interested let me know...

Thousands Expected As Orlando Joins 10 U.S. Cities Mobilizing to End the War in Iraq

WHEN: Saturday, October 27, 2007 12:30 pm – 4:00 pm

WHERE: Rally at Lake Eola (NE corner). 3 mile march from Robinson to Paramore to Church St to Orange Ave to Central and returning to Eola Drive & Robinson.

On October 27, thousands of people from all walks of life will take to the streets in Orlando and 10 other cities as they host regional marches and rallies to end the War in Iraq and prevent new wars. The event in Orlando is expected to be the largest peace rally ever held in Florida. Local organizers from a variety of groups are working together to host the October 27 march, which is welcoming participants from throughout Florida, Georgia, Alabama and the Carolinas.

Americans in Orlando and across the country will take to the streets to reiterate their message, loud and clear - End the U.S. Occupation of Iraq & take war with Iran off the table! The Orlando Host Committee has forged alliances with dozens of diverse groups and organizations to promote the October 27 March. Speakers will include life long activists, religious leaders, students, community organizers and veterans, all offering their unique takes on why we must leave Iraq immediately.

Presidential candidate Mike Gravel is one of the speakers scheduled. As a US Senator, he led a one man filibuster to help end the American war on Vietnam. He has proven to be an unequivocal opponent of the war on Iraq.

Anti-war sentiment has grown significantly, especially since the 2006 elections, as Congress fails to take any decisive measures against the U.S. Occupation of Iraq. Today, 70% of Americans agree that the troops should be brought home. With each passing month, the Iraq disaster claims the lives of nearly 100 soldiers and countless Iraqis as it drains another $12 billion of the budget.

The action, called for by United for Peace and Justice, reflects many Americans’ increasing lack of faith in political leadership to fulfill their pledges and to explore every option in ending the American quagmire in Iraq, such as cutting the war funding.

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"saturday in the park, i think it was the 4th of july.. "

Oct. 20th, 2007 | 03:29 pm

sickness seems to be lurking at  my door, reasons unknown to me since ive been loading up on vitamins since being home...  maybe not sleeping could attribute to it all.  most likely.  work is work.  nothing eventful to say.  although there is a really cool house i am working with now, which is in tampa & is a historic renovation.  its basically an empty shell of sorts at the moment, but i know its going to be amazing.  the owner told me the historic society of tampa is very strict, like any other society...  all wood -- trusses, paneling, floors ..., custom built windows & frames, ... , its a beaut!  i met some great people this thursday while working... they are fixing a house in st. pete.  an older polish couple who migrated to canada during communism.  the guy told me the whole story.  and he had some guys from moldova to help him... who also told me their stories & were quite funny guys.  im still job hunting.  i did send another email to rice & my recruiter to remind them im wanting to move on with my life.  i might have sent a strong note to my recruiter, but that was just to explain i was frustrated, still wanting to be be sent out, yada yada... and rice has yet to send in my recommendation!  it's seriously holding me back and i dont think he's taking it all that seriously.  on the job hunting front... i found a bunch of internships in new york & a couple in san francisco.  not quite south america or india, but its something.  still waiting to hear back from rotterdam firms & one in denmark.  i am even applying to greenpeace to work on the boat for 6 months or so (its a childhood dream), i figure why not try.  then that lead me to searching for work on barges or yachts.  which then lead to me looking for crew/yacht training programs.  i found one in ft lauderdale - 4 day training + separate 5 day training.  i proposed the idea of becoming a maritime specialist to my parents and they didn't say much... though they did encourage it.  on the other hand, my mom wont drop the fact that she thinks i should sign up for law school.... she then proceeded to tell me i could do maritime law or maritime architecture....  personally im not interested in either.  im just a confused individual who is completely uncertain about what tomorrow may bring. 

changing the subject swiftly, i have been reading a lot about revolutions and human rights.... which is filling my mind with all these radical dreams & at the same time making me feel i need to do something meaningful with my life.... that & stop fussing about trivial things because i have a great life.  also, i have been reading a lot of online blogs & site dealing with design, art, architecture, activism, human rights, ... , and i came across this site called dignityvillage.org -- "a group of self-organized homeless individuals who began as a tent city in Portland. The grassroots organization is now working with the city to gain access to permanent land on which to build a sustainable and more permanent village of small shelters for the homeless."  its deja vu: umoja.  their site has all the information about them & this architect, Mark Lakeman, is helping them to create a masterplan to present to the city for approval.  sounds like we could use this as a source of information & as a guide to see how they go about the red tape & all.

enjoy saturday.  im going to the park.

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searching for inner peace

Oct. 16th, 2007 | 06:37 pm
mood: hopeful hopeful

well im on my way to digging holes for new residences 6 feet under....  kidding... sort of.  im on my way to being a jane of all trades...  well, at least trades i never went to school for.  yeap, ive been helping my dad install an irrigation system, and might i say my trenching abilities have skyrocketed!  im pretty damn efficient at digging.  so who wants to hire me now??  i can dig, drive long distances, take pictures of houses, and i studied architecture.  yea thats what i thought, no one cares, and if i dont have 3-5 years experience im nothing.  i think ive been lying to myself with this peace corps jazz, just postponing the inevitable... i might just put it on pause for a year or something, or who knows i end up doing my own thing, without the help of a snobbish govt funded organization.  ive been looking up opportunities like a relentless madman, and when i do find something that interests me, i hesitate because i think of the consequences if the peace corps does come into action.  bahh!  so i think im just going to do it, whatever it is that i find.  im 22, and im fretting my life away thinking about plans & the future.  its disheartening to know ive become this person that i never wanted to be.. i hate when that happens!  so im going to embrace it all... the highs & the lows of the unexpected.  the world is at everyone's feet and yet, we can't see it, we're all blind to possibilities.  why should i keep my life on hold for something if its not even certain?  and i should reassure myself that it doesnt matter if i have veered from my "gold plated ife plan" and if im still totally lost about my future endeavors.... life will go on, i will adapt, and we all move on.  i hope this pep & enlightenment keeps on.

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ramblings of practicing patience

Oct. 6th, 2007 | 12:56 am
mood: cranky cranky
music: cream - stormy monday

world war 3 is going on in my extended family as we speak.  my mom's family are all self-medicated psychopaths devoid of any emotional feeling unless it involves money.  even then its questionable.  they are controlled and trapped by the money they so worship as it is holier than all else.  personally i want nothing more from any of them.  too much drama for too long and there is no real connection, other than blood.  i have been telling my parents they should just relocate & we can all change our identities...  i think they think im just joking.  i miss simpler times, but at least the truth is surfacing, so i can't be nostalgic for fallacies.  

been keeping busy with work... waking up at 6am and driving to tampa & st pete 3 times a week.  its draining - physically & mentally.  not really my line of work, but it needed to be done.  i cant moan and complain too much, i am pocketing some money for this.  i just hope something else happens soon.  still no news from peace corps.  rice is taking a century to send his recommendation in.  all of this is unsettling, but my patience is really being tested... and i have a feeling that this is a test from them as well to see what im made of.  i'll play their game, as long as its not some elitist bullshit.  my daily job research in lands far away from this one have resulted in nothing so far, except a position in jan/feb 2008 as an intern at a design firm in rotterdam, nl...  if this thing remains a lengthy process i might just jump at the internship.... at least i can hang out with alex for a while.  i also found a job prospect in new york, as a project manager for an affordable housing organization.  being an architecture graduate i have a heads up, and what they are looking for, but the job description makes me feel a little less adequate...  overseeing everything, talking to residents, designers, lawyers, etc., in charge of everything, organized......  im going to apply to see what should happen, but my expectations are low.  the rest of the firms i applied to are either already filled with interns, or require i be a student for visa conditions, because they are too stingy to give me a work visa.  oy vey!  

im almost done with all my mailings, and i might be heading to gainesville for house browsing this weekend... trying to meet up with some friends by uf if i can.  next weekend is stef's bday & looking forward to heading south to see everyone.  its almost 2 am and i think i might just head to bed.  ive caught up on all my news readings for the day. 

my favorite for the day would have to be the one about obama & the damn flag pins.  who wastes time with articles like theses?~!>  honestly!  i dont really like the guy as a candidate, as i dont like any of the candidates running, but to bring into debate that he's the only candidate who doesn't wear a flag pin & questioning what that means is ridiculous!!  are we that shallow that we must dwell on trivialities such as a fucking pin with our flag on it & who does & doesn't wear it!?$#  fuck!  c'mon what happened to real issues?  like who's against the damn p-a-t-r-i-o-t act & who will eradicate this obscene law??  well none of the candidates since they all voted for it.  i think its time to move out of this country for mental health.  really.  im at my wits end.  and why must our news media so engulfed in celebrity life?  why are celebrities our countries' royalty??  weeks about oj simpson, anna nicole, britney spears??! why cant our news media cover, well, real news & things going on around the world & what our government is really up to?

really i must go to bed before i commit myself to some crime for speaking my mind online.

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default emailings & uninvited guests

Sep. 28th, 2007 | 12:30 pm
mood: listless listless

so one of the firms i applied to sent me back an email today beginning: "Dear Daniel Peralta,"  and that they already have an intern...  i hate life & default emails.  obviously im not daniel peralta, so thanks for copying and pasting an email my way.  other than that, i have applied to every firm in the netherlands & every human rights job i can find, but since they all want experience for an entry level jobs im out of words.  i am going crazy here & im jumping the walls to get out.  i have been working doing this home inspection gig, but its 3x a week and i drive to tampa, st pete, surrounding area, take pictures of houses & damages, talk to people pretending know what im doing, and then email lengthy reports every night.  honestly, i didnt sign up for this, it just fell into my lap.  and im not so friendly when it comes to jabbering with other folks & driving all day.  i hate driving!  so, i guess it will have to do for now, but im about ready to sue my recruiter for unneeded mental doubts & anxiety about my future.  also, it seems my favorite gay men have just invited themselves to visit this weekend.  i love they just assume without asking...  assume i have room, assume im not sick, assume im in good spririts, and assume i want to hang out with people.  jeez!  i admit im happy to see them, no matter their lack of manners... 

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life in the mount that is dora

Sep. 7th, 2007 | 03:16 am
mood: tired tired
music: japanese game shows

for a person who normally suffers from insomnia, my dreams are few & far between... but, since being home, my dreams have become more lucid & intense.. i've been keeping a log, writing down & drawing everything as soon as i wake up so i won't forget. well, i guess with all the recent family drama, and an unexpected trip to see people who are merely blood relatives nothing more, my mind has been creating some super real intensive dreams... which are making me wake up distraught, confused, ...  i don't mind dreams, i really like the theory of another reality, but not when they are bad, super intense, or with people i don't like...

other than dreams, not much is going on.  i've been waking up at 5am, and going to bed at 2-3am, so im a bit tired these days....  still waiting for my recruiter to get back to me, i feel its a game he must be playing to test my commitment??  why else would someone make a person wait & wait & wait for information about their future?!?  im not enjoying this, because i then feel like a waste of space/drain on society & that never feels good.  im tiring of the land of shuffle boards, antiques, and old people.  ive contemplated telling this city that they need to introduce bike paths... for all the bike events they host, you would think bike paths would have been in ages ago.  i don't like that i could die because of a car & lack of space definition.  im also contemplating cashing in all of my life savings for the first ticket to nowhere..... fast.  i think im delirious from lack of sleep.  this is all to reminiscent of studio days.

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Japanese Tetris

Sep. 6th, 2007 | 11:32 pm


 

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Thriller Reinterpreted

Aug. 30th, 2007 | 10:54 am


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so my birth date is fast approaching...

May. 22nd, 2007 | 08:34 pm
mood: hopeful hopeful
music: the beatles - a hard day's night

all i want for my birthday is a time machine...  thanks.

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jello biafra

May. 12th, 2007 | 03:49 pm
mood: groggy groggy

soo jello biafra did some spoken word action at studio a thursday night, and can i say it was engaging, shocking, hilarious, and just altogether amazing.  3 hours +, we left after 3 hours mainly because we were famished & those stools weren't the most comfortable things in the world, but he was yet to finish.  he talked about the current administration, the war, idiots in power, ...  and the finger puppets of bush, cheney, ashcroft, & rice were an added bonus.  needless to say, i feel more educated, more aware, & frankly a bit more paranoid of this country's direction.  if these legislators really pass all these laws/bills that they want to pass & are passing, we all as americans are fucked & doomed.  (look him up on youtube.com)

i wish more of these things were going on, forums where people can gather & be educated....  its a thought. 

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good news for UMOJA

May. 4th, 2007 | 07:53 pm

It is still very early in the process, but the land has finally been put into the hands of the people.

LIBERTY CITY | UMOJA VILLAGE
Low-cost homes may rise from burned Umoja Village
Miami and Umoja Village, destroyed by fire, may negotiate to build affordable housing on the site.
BY ROBERT SAMUELS
rsamuels@MiamiHerald.com

Organizers of Umoja Village, the homeless encampment in Liberty City that withered to ashes last week, are set to negotiate with the city to build low-income housing where the brightly painted wooden and cardboard shacks once stood.

The talks come after a dramatic police standoff that resulted in 12 arrests after the village burned to the ground Thursday and finger-pointing ensued between city officials and housing advocates.

''We are taking back the land,'' activist Max Rameau said. ``Remember, this movement started because of a crisis of gentrification and low-income housing. This agreement won't end the greater fight, but it would still be a success.''

The shantytown was built on Northwest 62nd Street and 17th Avenue six months ago as a way to protest Miami's slow building of low-income housing. Rameau had hoped to work with community groups to build 500 low-income units in Liberty City and Overtown.

IN FLAMES

Then the village went up in flames, displacing 44 residents. There were no injuries -- and many went back to the city's shelter system.

Rameau, whose group is not set up as a nonprofit, is looking for an organization specializing in building units for people with mental health and substance-abuse issues.

City Commissioner Michelle Spence-Jones said she met with Rameau over the weekend to see if ''they could come to a compromise.'' Both shared a vision for building on the land as well as the empty lot across the street, two of many government-owned spaces where housing was promised to the poor almost a decade ago.

The city must approve any deal. City Manager Pete Hernandez could not be reached to discuss the possibility that an agreement could be reached with advocates.

''The city of Miami, we give away land all the time . . . '' Spence-Jones said. ``And you give it to any agency that would do the work.''

Spence-Jones added that she was willing to work with Rameau.

''To be honest, a lot of attention to the affordable housing issue was brought because of Max and what he had built,'' Spence-Jones said. ``I'm not saying I agree with everything he said; people disagree on things all the time. But you don't want to have a situation where you don't acknowledge what they've done.''

TASK FORCE

In January, Spence-Jones commissioned a neighborhood task force to deal with affordable housing issues in Liberty City. She said she would wait on its recommendation before bringing any proposal -- from Rameau, or anyone else -- to the city for approval.

No other proposals have come before the task force to build on that land, said Anthony Williams, the executive director of the Carrie Meek Foundation and a staff member for the task force.

Even before the village burned down, Williams said, task force members always thought the land should be used for what is known as ``supportive housing.''

The village burned after a candle in an empty shack was knocked over.

When the village went up in flames, everything went into question. Police encouraged the residents and activists to leave the property immediately, but they began building tents instead. Police arrested them, including Rameau. Protesters blamed Spence-Jones specifically for allowing the property to be fenced off.

UNITED?

Now the two said they'll work together. Organizers said it was a big victory, though any deal is far from sealed.

''We didn't get these lots because we were billionaires,'' said organizer Amanda Seaton, the first to be arrested Thursday. ``We didn't get them because our names were Donald Trump or Magic Johnson. We got this land because we stood up for what is right.''

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Apr. 23rd, 2007 | 10:53 pm

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Crisis creeps towards catastrophe as village after village is wiped out (The Guardian)

Apr. 18th, 2007 | 01:23 pm

First eyewitness accounts reveal ethnic cleansing spreading from Sudan

Julian Borger in Goz Beida
Monday April 16, 2007
The Guardian


Tagalo, three, sits with his father in a refugee camp, his legs bandaged after the attack that killed his baby brother
Tagalo, three, sits with his father in a refugee camp, his legs bandaged after the attack that killed his baby brother. Photograph: Julian Borger
 


The following correction was printed in the Guardian's Corrections and clarifications column, Wednesday April 18 2007

The Oxfam programme manager mentioned in the article below is Pauline Ballaman, not Bellaman. This has been corrected.



Tagalo Hassan had no idea that the horrific violence of Darfur had spread like a stain across the border into Chad and had been creeping towards his village for months.

Being three years old, he could not have understood what was happening when the shooting started before dawn, or when a bullet shattered his right leg and cut a groove in his left.

The attack was carried out by Sudanese Arab horsemen, the feared Janjaweed, and their Chadian allies seeking to oust the government in the capital, N'Djamena. But there was no one on hand to explain any of that to Tagalo. His father had fled, thinking the boy was with his mother and baby brother. The baby was dead, however, and his mother had been crippled in the same hail of bullets. Tagalo was found lying alone by Italian relief workers.

The massacres in Tiero, where Tagalo lived, and the neighbouring village of Marena, near the Sudanese border, killed about 400 people. The numbers are unclear because many of the bodies are still lying in the bush. The killings are a blood-red signal that the culture of mass murder as a weapon of war has found its way to Chad, after four years in Darfur uninterrupted by the global community.

The widening of the conflict threatens, in turn, to trigger a new humanitarian disaster. The shock of the Tiero and Marena attacks sent more than 10,000 villagers from the immediate area fleeing into the bush, bringing to about 140,000 the number of Chadians uprooted by the violence. Many - particularly women and children - died of thirst on the road, having left in too much of a hurry to take water.

Those that survived will have to share the available food aid with quarter of a million Darfuri refugees, and there may not be enough to go round.

Pauline Ballaman, Oxfam's programme manager in the area, described the situation as "catastrophic", with barely two months left before the rainy season makes food delivery impossible.

"Even if the international community gets mobilised to provide the funds to bring in the food, it's going to be a logistical nightmare to get it to the right place at the right time," she said.

Massacres

Oxfam is launching a public appeal today in the race to cope with the crisis, which is growing with every passing day. The massacres at Tiero and Marena took place two weeks ago but there are still stragglers arriving at the relief camps, after days walking in temperatures of 45C (113F).

Now, the survivors are telling the story for the first time, giving some clues as to how the violence is spreading westwards.

"First the Janjaweed came, on horse and on camel, and then the rebels, with heavy arms and vehicles," said Tagalo's father, Hassan Ahmed Abubakar. He was reunited with the wounded boy a few days ago in Goz Beida hospital, a squat concrete block with just a handful of wards for the most urgent cases.

After being bandaged up, Tagalo was consigned to a canvas tent outside, where his father sat fanning the flies from his face. The three-year-old winced and writhed from the discomfort, and cried for his mother, who is in a hospital hundreds of miles away.

Other survivors in Goz Beida and at the camps that have sprung up around the town of Kou Kou 20 miles to the south-east, all agree that the attack came in coordinated waves.

Maki Yacoub Bourma, also from Tiero, said the village's small self-defence force had held off the first Janjaweed attack, but was then overwhelmed when the rebels arrived in military vehicles with heavy weapons, including multiple rocket launchers and jeep-mounted machine guns.

"The Janjaweed came at 5.30 [am]", Mr Bourma said. "The rebels came at eight and by 10 it was over."

The attackers worked their way through the village killing anyone they could see. Mr Bourma's younger brother, Hassan, was shot in the head.

Factions opposed to President Idriss Deby have long been active in the east. Last year, they almost took N'Djamena on the other side of the country.

The people in this part of Chad, the Dajo, refused to join the rebels and so in theory made themselves targets too. But brutality on this scale still came as a shock.

The new bloodlust seems to have been forged from the volatile alliance between the well-equipped rebels and the Janjaweed, who have made scorched earth their trademark in Darfur. Similarly, the villagers say they coexisted peacefully with the local Arab herders for generations until they too were recruited into the Janjaweed militias over the last few years

"The problem is brought from Sudan. Everybody knows it comes from Sudan," Mr Bourma said.

A UN investigation has found substantial evidence that the Sudanese government is supporting the Janjaweed, while the Chadian rebels operate with impunity from inside Sudan. Meanwhile, Khartoum accuses the Deby government of sponsoring a Darfur-based rebellion against its rule.

In short, Tiero and Marena were caught in the middle of a proxy war, exploiting the chronic tensions between farmer and herdsman, African and Arab.

There are no more Arab faces to be seen in the markets of eastern Chad. An Arab encampment by Kou Kou now lies abandoned, after its inhabitants fled in fear of reprisal killings.

Shelter

As the ethnic cleansing gathers pace, their place has been taken by African villagers from Tiero and Marena and other wrecked villages, taking shelter under the thorn trees and the dull silver of UN plastic sheeting.

The aid appeal will help keep them alive but it will not prevent more massacres. The negotiations over a UN protection force have dragged on for months as President Deby and his Sudanese counterpart, Omar al-Bashir, have dragged their heels. The Libyan leader, Muammar Gadafy, is also manoeuvring to stop UN troops, fearful they might turn out to be a Trojan horse for western influence. He has sent his own expeditionary force to the region.

The French also have a 1,200-strong garrison in the area, but they have so far done nothing to stop the killing.

There are no shortage of national interests being represented in this chokingly hot, dusty corner of Africa, but none seem interested in stopping the slaughter.

Backstory

The wave of killing in the heart of Africa has its roots in 2003 in Darfur, where ethnic African tribes staged a revolt against Khartoum, after years of neglect and discrimination. In its response, the Sudanese government mobilised and armed Arab herders in raiding parties. The raiders called themselves Janjaweed, which is roughly translated as "devils on horseback". Using rape, pillage and mass murder as weapons of war, the Janjaweed killed 200,000 people, mostly civilians and drove about 2.5 million from their homes and villages. The Janjaweed have now followed the refugees into Chad, and made alliances with anti-government rebels there. Both forces have now started targeting villages that they view as being supporters of the regime in N'Djamena. There is a small African Union force present in Darfur, but it has no mandate to intervene. Negotiations on sending UN peacekeeping forces to Darfur and Chad have met with resistance from both Khartoum and N'Djamena.

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meditational realizations for the soul

Mar. 23rd, 2007 | 03:32 pm
mood: thankful thankful

i've been visiting my parents for spring break.  i came home last week, stayed a few days, then we all headed to north carolina for 4 days or so...  when i was home i was able to catch up with a lot going on i suppose.  when i come home its always rushed & super brief, so i never have time to see friends or catch up on surroundings, etc.  so i made sure to take some timeout this tiem around.  one day i got cabin fever so i drove all over lake county seeing all the changes & hoping to run into a familiar face (it never happened; but the creepy bookstore guy was kinda nice, in an ever so creepy bookstore kinda way).  so much has changed..  that feeling you get when you see something you knew in your past & yet it seems soo far from that moment when you see it now... like perhaps it could have never existed in time?  i got that so much this break.  i passed by one of my friends from middle school house old house & it's night & day -- so completely different than what i remembered, and as it should since they moved away long ago..  but it was just weird seeing something i used to know so well.  we used to run around this town when we were younger, climb neighbors' trees, sneak into places we weren't allowed... all the memories started flashing back so vividly.  i realized i kinda miss being a kid & seeing the world i used to.   when i was home i also got to see one of my best friends & spend st pattys with her, her bf, her family at the magic game (nothing like free beer & box seats)...  it's so strange being home  for me.. always is.  i've been away so long, and even when i do come visit its so short, that its almost as i was never here.. & now to actually play catch up is making everything sink in ten-fold.

north carolina was a welcome change.  nice people, peace & quiet.... i didn't do much with my life, but work on design , sleep & hang out with my parents.  on the way back we stopped in asheville to visit some family.  my great aunt (on my dad's side) is still running like crazy..  she told me she's in her mid to late 80s & the woman looks & sounds like she;s in her early 70s.  she's super greek, so she invited us to dinner at this greek restaurant she loves.  she's a rock really.  she's survived almost all of her brothers & sisters deaths, my uncles death 6 years ago, and many health problems, not to mention an ongoing thing with my passed grandmother.  my grandmother couldn't stand her.  so in other words, now that my grandmother is dead, and if her name is mentioned in any way, my aunt starts going off about all the horrible things my grandmother did.. i can't deny, i lived through it to see it all, but still.  she gave me blessings to marry whenever (reassuring me it was ok, because she didn't marry till 31), and to marry greek if i could.  old people crack me up.. the way they see the world & all.  we stayed for a short visit then headed back to florida.  we passed through greenville, sc -- where i grew up for some time when i was younger.  i hadn't been back in ages.  that too was memory lane flashbacks.  we passed by bob jones elementary, and university & the scale of these places seems so different now.  all of a sudden i remembered my pediatrician & dentist who who would give me candy & toys when i would see them, walking from elementary to the academy to meet my brother, dreaming of working at michellin when i got older (we lived close by the the factory & i had this idea that it was so amazing, almost like willy wonka but for tires, i grew out of that quickly), the music store we went to weekly to buy sheet music or instruments.... we drove past a close friend of the family's previous house, and it seemed so small now... it seemed HUGE when i was younger & now so small.  it was crazy.  and seeing the playground i used to spend many a recess on...  that was life my friends.  those were the days. kids today are missing the whole boat, they dont realize it & they are overlooking youth in order to be older.  we got in at 8 am or around there... all night we drove, nonstop.  personally i'm still a bit dead... 

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CASIS meets the county of lakes

Mar. 16th, 2007 | 11:01 am
mood: awake awake
music: vinicio capossela -- modi

crazy dreams have been had throughout my lifetime... nothing new.

but the other night i had a crazy, vivid dream that CASIS came to mount dora for a meeting.  in fact, we met right across the street from my house, in front of my neighbor's bed & breakfast.  it was so random & wierd.. all these people i've known throughout my life were there & its as though i knew them, but only vaguely.  for example: mr. carroll (my ninth grade history teacher) & he was super excited about CASIS & student involvement about social issues.. etc etc.   my mom was a vocal advocator, & i just can't stress the randomness of people, subjects discussed, ...  then i woke up.  i had to double check the validity of it as reality or dream because it was so vivid.  alas, just another crazy dream.  maybe it's a premonition to say CASIS will become huge :)  one can dream!

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Ungdomshuset Youth Collective Raid (The Copenhagen Post)

Mar. 4th, 2007 | 05:25 pm

The long-awaited action to remove the residents of the Ungdomshuset youth collective was over before anyone noticed it began

Copenhagen police caught the residents of Ungdomshuset youth collective off guard this morning, as they launched an early morning raid to clear the building.

The action began at 7.00am when a helicopter set police in riot gear on the Nørrebro building's roof. Minutes later, a crane lifted a shipping container against the front windows of the building, allowing more officers to enter the building.

According to eyewitnesses, police sprayed water and foam into the building before sweeping in.

After less than 30 minutes, the building had been emptied. According to Ungdomshuset representatives, as many 100 people can be in the building at any one time.

Police have set up roadblocks in a 50 metre radius around the building on the busy Jagtvej thoroughfare. Police have reportedly removed the teens from inside the cordoned off area without the incident coming to blows.

The surprise action and the early hour helped to avoid violent confrontation between the police and the residents, but a number of the young people and Undgomshuset supporters have gathered outside the barriers and are yelling in protest.

In addition to their chants of 'Hands off Ungdomshuset!', the leaders of the group have realeased a statment saying, 'This will not be forgotten.'


the copenhagen post

bbc world news: protests & riots

more from bbc world news


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REAL ID Act

Mar. 3rd, 2007 | 12:26 pm
mood: irritated irritated
music: blonde redhead -- misery is a butterfly

Yesterday The Department of Homeland Security issued the REAL ID Act -- supposedly for the standardization of state identification documents. It actually creates a national identity card, to be used as an internal passport within the US.

States must start issuing the new internal passports by May 2008, or else their citizens will not be able to board planes or enter federal courthouses.

full pdf document

fuck.

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