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Almost one year after photographing this terrible accident, I take the above photos. People never learn when to stop.
gay este fara nici o indoiala cuvantul zilei de 3 iunie, cel putin in bucuresti. primele 5 poze sunt facute in jurul orei 12:30 la mitingul anti-homosexualitatii organizat de “organizatia crestina noua dreapta”. faptul ca primul afis sustine ca romania e gradina maicii domnului (scris cu rosu si cu o floricica) ne spune clar ca ceva nu e ok cu acest protest. 5 ore mai tarziu incepe parada gay. diferenta dintre cele doua mitinguri: desi prezenta nu a fost atat de numeroasa, cel de dupa-amiza s-a “bucurat” de prezenta a sute de jandarmi, 6 autospeciale, 1 tun cu apa, scutieri, politie calare, SPP si masini peste masini de politie. probabil ca numarul fortelor de ordine pare exagerat insa pentru ca am mers in coloana de la inceput si pana la sfarsit pot sa confirm ca prezenta lor era absolut necesara. sunt convins ca altfel manifestantii ar fi fost luati efectiv snopiti in bataie. s-au aruncat pietre, petarde, s-a injurat, politia a intervenit in forta, iar eu am incasat un ou in picior desi eram acolo doar ca sa fac poze. una peste alta, romanii au demonstrat inca o data ca sunt niste penibili. au fost insa probleme mari si de cealalta parte a baricadei. unii dintre homosexualii prezenti s-au dat mult prea mult in spectacol si au jucat prea mult teatru. vocile ce se auzeau din coloane erau americane si sloganele erau in engleza. ambasadorul american deschidea coloana si facea ca un robot cu mana oamenilor. insa ziua s-a dus si problema cea mai mare e ca media va denatura si mai mult lucrurile si odata cu acest lucru va fi denaturata si mai mult (in rau) conceptia romanilor despre homosexualitate.
una peste alta, un balci tipic romanesc.










nadejde a facut si el un reportaj :D
















Astazi a fost ziua Europei. Evenimente peste evenimente in oras, concerte, bucurie, ganduri de integrare si 15.000 de oameni pe strazi care au blocat tot centrul Bucurestiului. Acesti oameni nu sarbatoreau insa ziua Europei ci cereau marirerea salariilor. Chiar daca poate au fost si interese politice in organizarea acestui miting, prezenta numeroasa a oamenilor si fetele tuturor celor pe care l-au vazut ma fac sa cred ca raporturile de tara nu iau in calcul si nivelul de trai al oamenilor, nivel de trai care in Romania nu este tocmai roz. Abandonand comentariile politice, inchei cu explicatia titlului: este replica unui politist care m-a vazut suit pe soclul Lupoaicei din Romana.























Click here for the panoramic version (strongly recommended)
People today have forgotten about the teachings of the bible. Many Christians pretend that they are religious and that they find God every day. However, many of them use God’s name in their own personal interest.
“Why do you look at the speck of sawdust in your brother’s eye and pay no attention to the plank in your own eye? How can you say to your brother, “ËœLet me take the speck out of your eye,’ when all the time there is a plank in your own eye? You hypocrite, first take the plank out of your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from you brother’s eye.” (Matthew 7:3-5)
People judge other people and criticize them, pointing out all their imperfections. They are false prophets (Matthew 7:15-20) that pretend to act in God’s name and take decisions on other people’s lives based on this assumption. They are too afraid too look inside themselves and make peace with their own soul.
“Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it.” (Matthew 7:13-14)
There are many today that take this path and they will all share the same tragic fate.
“Do not judge, or you too will be judged. For in the same way as you judge others, you will be judged, and with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.” (Matthew 7:1-2)








It’s amazing how, for someone, a huge pile of laxative is happiness. It makes them “thin and beautiful”. I found these on a rooftop, thrown away through a bathrooms window. As a conclusion, if you have something like this in your garbage bin, SEEK HELP NOW.















