A simple one

I think Trump should change his hairdo just so as to be able to make jokes at North Korean leader’s hairdo. As is they are just too close!

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Merkel Out!

Can someone please get this woman out of government?

Can someone tell she’s just to manage Germany and hasn’t been elected to tell the rest of Europe how to manage themselves?

Can this woman with zero understanding of lesson 1.0 of Macroeconomics that managing national finances is not the same as bullying her children back home?

Can someone tell the Germans that embracing a woman like this is indulging in her evil disrespectful external ways?

Can someone please tell her it’s her fault that the demise of the EU is looming so very near!

Can someone please get the German empirealistic dreams on check? Didn’t go too well the previous two times, it’s bound not to go too well now.

Can someone please tell Germans that German morals are not world morals. That German rules are only good for Germany. And that in open discourse discourse needs to be open!

The EU is made of democratic countries. The peoples have to be respected. Repeatedly disrespecting them leads to this. Greeks can’t stand her. Portuguese and Spanish can’t stand her. Italians can’t stand her. Brits most certainly can’t stand her! And she still strouts around like the owner of it all.

I can tell you her disrespect for other nations and her firm drive to decide for others and impose her money driven shite is behind the disgust of many Brits for the EU and for good reason I have to admit, despite being a UKIP myself.

Some regularities I’ve found

– if women systematically feel they need to wear high heals, tight dresses and lots of make-up, it is a machist society not a liberated one.

Nothing against high heals and tight dresses once and again. But every time everywhere means there’s something very wrong.

– sex is better in countries where women are free but know their worth and make men know it too. 

Then men know they need to work on it if they’re to get any at all. And everyone has more fun.

– it points where you point it.

“Freedom isn’t free” is just wrong

It is a huge human sacrifice militaries and their families are asked to make when countries are active in war and they just shouldn’t be. But it is not to ensure the freedom and safety of Americans. American freedom is ensured by its Constitution and has been for many many a decade. It is to ensure the wealth of fat old men at the top of the food chain. Or why do you think Iraq was fought? Why do you think Angola was manipulated into 25 years of civil war? And so many other places? Americans and the world would be a lot safer if so many resources were not spent meddling in international politics (and complicated age-old human realities they cannot possibly begin to understand the many nuances to) since WWII. 9/11 simply wouldn’t have happened for example. Just wouldn’t. No amount of money is worth a single human life. Not American lives. Not non-American lives. Wake up World!! It is just not right to believe in the myth that it is freedom that soldiers fight and die for. It is just wrong to teach it to our children; they fight for greedy manipulative old men at the top of the foodchain and the money in their pockets. And the freedom talk is a very very wrong lullaby. Please stop believing in it!

I was born in Paradise

Today on Facebook I spoke up. For the first time I spoke up in a public forum of continental Portuguese about their selfishness and the sheer evil of the decolonisation process. Dad would have been proud, he would have felt just a little bit vindicated. The writer of the text answered, she agreed, she spoke of the horror we created, they created, cos we, my family and millions of others, were the victims. And other people’s comments ended. I am PROUD

One day I would like to write a book. To speak to all my parents friends and collect their stories. I heard them once. Amazing stories of fleeing with the clothes of their bodies into cars with children and no food and driving nonstop to the border and waiting for days for the boat to get them, praying the boat would arrive before the army on their backs. And the man who killed his dog single-handedly cos the dog was covered in blood after leaving him home alone with his sleeping daughter for a few minutes. Distraught he ran to his daughter’s room thinking he’d find her dead and he found a dead black man instead, in his daughter’s room, killed by his hero dog. The man’s cries of pain for the dog were… And my cousin who was about to get abducted for being blond and pretty and had to flee straight to the airport, after spending the night hiding in my father’s rooftop, cos my father’s sofa was not safe enough. And my father’s best friend, whose wheelchaired father and car disappeared, probably murdered by one of the many black fighter patrols on the side of some road. The pain in my father’s friends eyes lives there still.

Portugal was the only country who still had colonies. Not because it woke up late to the virtues of non-imperialism, like some over-simplistic Dane once told me. But because it was the only Imperial country who was not in WWII. And therefore who had no trouble maintaining an economic health all the other European countries would have loved to have gone on keeping if only they could. And this was a threat. It was a threat to US and Russian domination over post WWII European debris. They had to make sure there was no going back to gold standard, to not USD standard, for any of us. So they sponsored armies against Portugal, one army each, UNITA and NPLA in Angola, similarly in Mozambique, US and USRR sponsored. And they invented a war. I was born in paradise, a paradise where people had jobs and flowers grew in the side lanes. They made it a war zone of holes on the ground and blood everywhere. And when Continental Portuguese finally said “screw them all” and pulled out and left us all to die, white and black, the World cheered a joyful cry in favour of Democracy and Freedom, oh ignorants, the only conclusion to that was the US and USSR sponsored armies went on killing each other for 25 years. Whites fleed wherever their passports would take them; non-whites were left behind to die. And die they did. Or got eaten by poliomilities or starvation or each other’s guns. “Oh it’s the African way, elasse” said the World, oversimplistically again, lulled from the controlled news it saw. It’s not. It’s the result of US and Russian intervention in the world, the same that later created havoc in the Arab world, the same that now has people blowing themselves up in our cities, a policy of selfishness and short term view of saving a dollar and “fuck all that aren’t us”. The same policy that created a divided world of rich and poor and a Globalisation we all hate, well all that are not in power that is.

Feminism?

It seems like a new age topic, of the whole of the last century, aren’t you tired yet? And every so often you see a bunch of women meeting to discuss ‘Women in Techology’, ‘Women in the job market’. They get together and discuss how men oppress us and how our salaries are lower and blablabla play the victim role so well they even believe it!

I can tell you two things about that. Too many women are too happy getting paid for drinks and dinners and trips and flats and mink coats. Not just getting but demanding them. And feeling unloved if they don’t. How convenient. Too many women in too many cultures are happy to have their boyfriends and husbands pay for their education and to stay home and look after the kids, delegating on the sucker the responsibility to worry about how to provision for a bunch of people for the rest of their lives. Too many women are happy to keep 50% on the divorce settlement, 50% of all the money the guy made while they stayed at home and grew fat and complained. Cos yes too many women are happy to complain an awful lot. At how they are not recognised by society. They are happy to deny their exs the right to see their own children enough, as if they didn’t know a child getting on with their father matters to the child even more than to the father! And all this is protected by law in the UK! A feminist (?????!!!!) law that considers women too idiotic to fend for themselves. And they believe it! And meet to complain about it from the top of the tight dresses and high heals from which they accept yet another free drink at the local pub and call themselves feminists, dispensing sex like pills over a counter, cos that’s how little they think of themselves. Too many women are happy to take the role of high pay prostitutes. And not even very good at it. Cos in the middle of all the selfish complaining there is very little actual femininity, actual caring loving attitude, any ability to give and to receive.

I pay for my own drinks, my own flights, I work and no man is going to put me under his financial dependency, why would I do that to myself?!! Or to him?!! Or to us?!! My man, as my equal, is expected to keep me happy between the sheets and stand proud by my side when we walk down the street. And hug me tight if I fall ill. And split the dinner bill. And that’s that!

And at work? I never put myself in the poor little girl position! Much less the pretty little girl attitude! “Yes I’m a woman, so?!” is my attitude. I speak to anyone any age any gender as equals! Anyone! Cos we’re all human and no matter how important we’ve become, people love being recognised for their humanity! “I’ve been hired for this position, you can convince me I’m wrong, but you can’t impose me I’m wrong”. But a lot of women don’t do this, they don’t stand up for themselves in the only moment it matter, eye to eye, in the stand up for themselves moment. So they complain ever after. It’s human nature, or just nature, that you must get people’s respect by standing your ground the first few seconds/minutes of conversation. Minutes. Hold their gaze up proud. Smile. Speak with confidence. Never ever think of your gender! Just a proud worthy human with maybe great ideas, maybe less great, we’ll see, but just as worthy anyway. Do your homework and go for it. If you believe it, if you really believe in yourself, why won’t they? And you get the respect. And eventually the salary that goes with it. Because you’re worth it! And thanks feminism for me.

NHS abuse and private insurance stinginess… and noone complains!

It takes a certain kind of place for no one to complain at blunt abuse! I work for a fancy City job that pays private health insurance for me. The terms of the health insurance policy however are that any specialist appointment must be sanctioned by the NHS doctor. And so here I am, pre-8am, in the line for the public doctor together with people who actually do need free health care, taking means from those who need it because my insurance is too stingy! 

Now, I wonder, why does the NHS accept playing this sad role?! Why don’t they make private insurances have their own general practitioners and stop bothering them? 

And why aren’t all users complaining? Why such indulgence for the establishment, such acquiescence for the rules someone else drew up that accommodate for their own pocket interests?

Such a strange place…

The colour of olives and Southern Europeans

Olives are either green or black, as the image shows. Yet in the UK somehow it is also the colour of Southern Europeans! I believe it started because our beautiful eyes look like olives. And somehow it evolved to encompass the mildly sandy tone of our white complection.

Brits say they are white and we are olive.

I find it profoundly offensive. At least Hitler had the good sense to call his pride race “Arian” and allowed the colour “white” to be shared by even his hated Jews.

By British definition everyone who is white has transparent skin that turns lobster colour in the sun. Has hair from brown to blond, where blond is Arian and brown is British, but we don’t call Arians Arians anymore cos that has weird reminiscences, so we just call us all white. Anyone with the mildest bit of melamine, i.e. south of Germany, is something else.

Sweeties, I’m sorry, you do not own the colour white. White is the colour of Europe and Asia natives. It includes different shades of white, different strands of hair, then somewhere along the Sahara it changes tone. But all that matters little, because we are all humans and all the same. So stop proclaiming your colour as central and others as peripherical. Your ways as best and others as less good. And do check your pipes, it’s ridiculous to only have drinkable water in the cold tap of the kitchen, seriously, so outdated!