1 Temmuz 2011 Cuma

Dünyamın güzeli martılar
Sizden nasıl da yok yere korkmuşum
Kaşık Ada'nın orda!
Dalın üstüme dalın
Vurun beni, vurun
Denizanası kokan gagalarınızla!
Ah sizden ben nasıl da yok yere korkmuşum!
Bilmiyordum ki çünkü
Ben hem balığım hem kuşum
Ben ama hala anlayamıyorum ki
Bunca zaman niye sizden ayrı oturmuşum /C.Yücel

27 Ocak 2011 Perşembe

Darbe iddiaları,yalanlar,ülkemizin götürülmek istendiği karanlık

yıllardır, ortalarda iddialar, darbe iddiaları, suikast iddiaları (Bülent Arınç'a) vb dolaşıp duruyor. nedense iddiaların biri bitiyor,bir diğeri başlıyor. Gündemimizde başka bir şey konuşulmaz oldu. ama birileri de çıkıyor,her ne sıfatla olursa olsun bu iddiaları ortaya atanlar ve bilerek veya bilmeyerek o iddiaları sanki gerçekmiş sahiplenip,güçlendirmeye uğraşanlarla mücaadele ediyor.

aşağıda buna benzer bir linki göreceksiniz. BALYOZ DARBE PLANI iddiasıyla ortaya atılan bir sürü belge ve hazırlanan iddianamenin aslında gerçekleri yansıtmadığını, pek çok hata içerdiğini aşağıdaki linki yaklaşık 15 dakika inceleyerek göreceksiniz.

http://cdogangercekler.wordpress.com/

Bir başka ilginç haber. Yine nedense ORDUMUZUN değerli teğmenleri ve bunlar hakkında ortaya atılmış iddialar ile ilgili dün gazeteler de yazılan bir haberi de aşağıda görebilirsiniz. bu ve benzer olayları arttırmak mümkün. Peki bu yalanları ortaya atanlar ortalar da hiç görünmez,suçsuz yere insanlar yıllardır içeride tutulurlar. Siyasiler de,bu tip yalanları sahiplenen gazeteci,aydın görünümlüler de bu duruma sesini çıkarmazlar. Gerçekleri görmek ve sürüklenmek istediğimiz karanlığı görmenin zamanı gelmedi mi? ÖZGÜRLÜK getiriyoruz derken, yarın artık tüm özgürlüklerimizin elimizden alınacağını, demokrasi getiriyoruz denirken aslında, ARAP ÜLKELERİNİN HEPSİNDE BULUNAN KRALLIK VE DİKTATÖRLÜĞE GÖTÜRÜLDÜĞÜMÜZÜN VE BUNU İSTEYENLERİN AMACININ NE OLDUĞUNU GÖRMEK GEREKMİYOR MU ARTIK?

http://www.milliyet.com.tr/tegmenin-telefonuna-hizbut-tahrir-eklemesi/guncel/haberdetayarsiv/26.01.2011/1344193/default.htm

Teğmenin telefonuna Hizbut Tahrir eklemesi
İkinci Ergenekon davasından 29 aydır tutuklu olan Teğmen Mehmet Ali Çelebi gözaltına alındığında cep telefonunu polise teslim etti

Ve o cep telefonuna, Hizbut Tahrir üyesi Mehmet Oğuz Kazancı'nın telefonundaki rehber kayıtları aktarıldı

Çelebi'nin telefonunun poliste 1 saat 23 saniye usulsüz açıldığı teknik olarak tespit edildi. İstanbul Organize Suçlar Şubesi ise 'Kazancı'nın numaraları Çelebi'nin telefonuna 'sehven' (yanlışlıkla) aktarılmış " dedi

24 Aralık 2010 Cuma

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Beautiful Argentina and Patagonia

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Daily Photo – My Russian Bedmate Is Actually a Nice Guy


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Some of you remember me mentioning Yuri, the Russian guy that ended up being my roommate and tentmate in Argentina. At night, I would practice taking photos of glaciers by setting up my tripod to take photos of his sleeping, huge, naked, white body that was full of cracks and made cleaving sounds. Practice makes perfect.


The first time I met him, he was in his underwear in the first 30 seconds after walking into my room. He didn’t speak any English, nor does one need to in that situation. My other Russian friend dropped him off with a wry smile. I heard him laughing some evil James-Bond-villian-Russian-laugh echo as he went down the hallway. And then Yuri and I were stuck together for the next few weeks. I don’t want to say he smelled bad about 20 KM into the hike, but people from Chernobyl won’t even go near him.


I’ve never had a panic attack in my life, and, in fact, I didn’t really believe in them. That is, until that one night in the low-slung tent with Yuri. We were way deep in Patagonia, about half a km from the first photo you see below. It was freezing cold outside, and the tent was so low that when you turned over, your shoulder rubbed against the top. It was one of those special tents that mountain climbers use to minimize the whipping wind. Yuri came to the tent rather late, after drinking yet another bottle of cognac he produced from yet another pocket. He was like a circus clown who could, at any time, produce a sizable bottle of cognac from any given opening. About two minutes after he passed out, the level of toxicity skyrocketed in that little tent. And then I had my first panic attack. I was zipped into this little two-man job with this two-man-sized guy. It was pitch black. I could barely breathe, but I knew that getting outside the tent would give me about 10 minutes of freedom before I froze to death. So, I stayed in the tent and tried to think of little cute kitties or some crap, which totally didn’t work. My mind went into a recursive death-loop where I was sure my re-circulated toxic air was getting me closer to death with each stilted breath. Oh man, I’ll never forget that night.


So, people have always wondered, “What does this Yuri look like?” Well, I’m finally showing my first photo of him… it’s at the bottom of my “Favorites from Argentina” photo set here.


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And here is Yuri, sober (sort of). One morning we went on another hike down one of the rivers that was fed by a glacier system. We stopped to get some water on the way, and I grabbed a photo of him. I know I know… he’s just a big old Russian teddy bear, right?


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