Guglim, gugalim ori moldoprostim?
Prin amabilitatea unui prieten, ajung sa citesc articolul lui Bogdan, referitor la o limba noua, inventata aparent de iubitul nostru Googuletz. Moldovan? Moldovan…LANGUAGE?! De unde si pana unde? Hai, Google in tziganeste ar mai face sens…dar in moldoveneste? Indiferent de motivele politice care stau la baza inventiei “limbii moldovene”, noi credem ca e ridicol pentru Google sa preia pe nemestecate astfel de aiureli. Daca exista un Country Consultant [for] Romania, (Radu Tudorache), ma intreb cine e consultant pentru Republica Moldova? Limba…e romana, romaneasca, cum vreti voi sa-i ziceti, dar e una singura! Nu ii punem eticheta diferita in functie de zona geografica, ori sistem politic de guvernare…
Scriem in romaneste, nu in “moldoveneste”.
Vorbim romaneste, nu “moldoveneste”.
Folosim limba romana, nu limba “moldoveana”.
Ori limba “olteana”, “banateana”, “clujeana”, “ploiesteana”…
Google n-are nevoie sa ii pupe in fund pe guvernantii de la Chisinau, cu limba lor “moldovana” cu tot.
Catelusa ori Omul?
In vreme ce unii se screm sa faca ceva pentru tovarasii lor oameni, altii se chinuie sa sa gaseasca fericire pentru animale. Hai Romania?! Hai sa latram in fericire?
Sunteti nesimtiti!
Fiindca nu dati cu click pe asta. Mdah, e veche, adevarat, dar vreau sa ma mentin in prima pagina. Ho! Nu inchideti imediat, ca altfel, nu se considera! Lasati sa mearga, zic!
LEdit: Nu mai dati click…rahatul ala de Trilu e un cenzurist imputit, alea. Disregard post body.
UoagadougoRomaniaAmerika, frate
O invitatie pentru cei care dau bani sa il asculte pe MacLeod pontificand despre internet, ce e aia, cu ce ce mananca si mai ales, cum trebuie sa bagam furculita.
Nu mai dati paralele degeaba! Mai bine, raspundeti la invitatia femeii asteia:
CREDIT OFFICER
AUDITING AND ACCOUNTING DEPT,
BANK OF AFRICA,
OUAGADOUGOU-BURKINA FASO
DEAR FRIEND
FIRST,I MUST SOLICIT YOUR CONFIDENCE IN THIS TRANSACTION;THIS IS BY VIRTUE OF ITS NATURE AS BEING UTTERLY CONFIDENTIAL AND TOP SECRET.THOUGH I KNOW THAT A TRANSACTION OF THIS MAGNITUDE WILL MAKE ANY ONE APPREHENSIVE AND WORRIED,BUT I AM ASSURING YOU THAT ALL WILL BE WELL AT THE END OF THE DAY.I HAVE DECIDED TO CONTACT YOU DUE TO THE URGENCY OF THIS TRANSACTION,AS I HAVE BEEN RELIABLY INFORMED OF YOUR DISCRETNESS AND ABILITY IN TRANSACTION OF THIS NATURE. LET ME START BY INTRODUCING MYSELF PROPERLY TO YOU.
I AM MRS,SONIA KONATE CREDIT OFFICER WITH THE BANK OF AFRICA OUAGADOUGOU BURKINA FASO. I CAME TO KNOW YOU IN MY PRIVATE SEARCH FOR A RELIABLE AND REPUTABLE PERSON TO HANDLE THIS CONFIDENTIAL TRANSACTION,WHICH INVOLVES THE TRANSFER OF HUGE SUM OF MONEY TO A FOREIGN ACCOUNT REQUIRING MAXIMUM CONFIDENCE.
THE PROPOSITION: A FOREIGNER AN AMERICAN ,LATE DR GEORGE BRUMLEY, CONTRACTOR WITH THE FEDERAL MINISTRY OF AVIATION BURKINA FASO,UNTIL HIS DEATH IN KENYA AIR BUS (A310-300) FLIGHT KQ430,BANKED WIH US AT BANK of AFRICA OUAGADOUGOU BURKINA FASO AND HAD A CLOSING BALANCE AS AT THE END OF JANUARY,2000 WORTH USD 15.200,000.00(FIFTEEN MILLION TWO HUNDRED THOUSAND UNITED STATE DOLLAR), THE BANK NOW EXPECTS A NEXT OF KIN AS BENEFICIARY.VALUABLE EFFORTS ARE BEING MADE BY THE BANK OF AFRICAN HERE IN BURKINA FASO TO GET IN TOUCH WITH ANY OF THE BRUMLEY’S FAMILY OR RELATIVES BUT TO NO SUCCESS.IT IS BECAUSE OF THE PERCEIVED POSSIBILITY OF NOT BEING ABLE TO LOCATE ANY OF LATE DR GEORGE BRUMLEY’S NEXT OF KIN(HE HAD NO WIFE OR CHILDREN THAT IS KNOWN TO US).THE MANAGEMENT UNDER THE INFLUENCE OF OUR CHAIRMAN AND MEMBERS OF THE BOARD OF DIRECTORS,THAT ARRANGEMENT HAS BEEN MADE FOR THE FUND TO BE DECLEARED “UNCLAINMED” AND SUBSEQUENTLY BE DONATED TO THE TRUST FUND FOR ARMS AND AMMUNITION TO FURTHER ENHANCE THE COURSE OF WAR IN AFRICA AND THE WORLD IN GENERAL.
IN ORDER TO AVERT THIS NEGATIVE DEVELOPMENT, I NOW SEEK YOUR PERMISSION TO HAVE YOU STAND AS NEXT OF KIN TO LATE DR GEORGE BRUMLEY SO THAT THE FUND USD 15.2 MILLION WILL BE RELEASED AND PAID INTO YOUR ACCOUNT AS THE NEXT OF KIN.
ALL DOCUMENTS AND PROOFS TO ENABLE YOU GET THIS FUND WILL BE CAREFULLY WORKED OUT.
I HAVE SECURED FROM THE PROBATE AN ORDER OF MADAMUS TO LOCATE ANY OF DECEASED BENEFICIARIES,AND MORE SO I AM ASSURING YOU THAT THIS BUSINESS IS 100% RISK FREE INVOLVEMENT.YOUR SHARE STAYS WHILE THE REST BE FOR MYSELF FOR INVESTMENT PURPOSES. ACCORDING TO AGGREMENT WITHIN BOTH PARTIES AS SOON AS WE RECIEVE AN ACKNOWLEDGEMENT OF RECEIPT OF THIS MESSAGE IN ACCEPTANCE OF OUR MUTUAL BUSINESS PROPOSAL,I WOULD FURNISH YOU WITH THE NECCESSARY MODALITIES AND DISBURSEMENT RATIO TO SUITE BOTH PARTIES WITHOUT ANY CONFLICT.
IF THIS PROPOSAL IS ACCEPTABLE BY YOU DO NOT MAKE UNDUE ADVANTAGE OF THE TRUST I HAVE BESTOWED IN YOU AND YOUR COMPANY,THEN KINDLY GET TO ME IMMEDIATELY VIA MY EMAIL,PLEASE FURNISH ME WITH YOUR MOST CONFIDENTIAL TELEPHONE,FAX NUMBERS SO THAT I CAN USE THIS INFORMATION TO APPLY FOR THE RELEASE AND SUBSEQUENT TRANSFER OF THE FUND IN YOUR FAVOUR. SEE THE WEBSITE OF THE PLANE CRASH
http://www.cnn.com/2003/WORLD/africa/07/20/kenya.crash/index.html
THANK YOU IN ADVANCE FOR YOUR ANTICIPATED CORPORATION.
YOURS FAITHFULLY,
MRS SONIA KONATE
Sonia, baga mare la participantii aia de la netcamp….clar, ai sanse mari de succes. Daca aia dau 150 de euro in scopul de a casca gura la minunatiile americane, nu vad de ce ar refuza cinspe meleoane…moka, zic. Traiasca si infloreasca iubita noastra prostie mioritica, zic.
Multumesc
Tuturor celor care au cedat la milogeala mea referitoare la campania de cumparat carucioare si platit burse. Nu e ceva initiat de mine, nu fac bani din asta, nu castig nimic, nici macar glorie. Voi, cei care ati raspuns, castigati merit si respect! In ochii internetului, zic.
Cat despre cei care au promis si n-au facut nimic…(inca) va mai dau o sansa! Cum spuneam si pe mess…va rog frumos, ce aia ma-sii! Hai ca nu va doare degetul pt 3 randuri si un link. Hai ca nu e pt vreo hotzie, smecherie, alea.
Cat despre cei care au zis ca nu sunt interesati, va urez toate cele bune! Daca o sa ajungeti in situatia aia (nu doresc nimanui!) fiti siguri ca eu am sa fac galagie si pentru voi. Serios, zic, nu mishtocareala, prostii. Sincer. Al vostru, bleg.
Rezistam la leapsha
Acuma…noi nu prea primim astea, taguri, lepshe, etc. Venind insa de la aia…mdeah…incercam sa prestam. Incercarea numarul 1…la trilu…kix! Eroare la procesare…alea….Incercarea nr 2…kix nr 2. Incercarea nr 3…nimica…nu tu mesaj ca s-a incurcat ceva, nu tu aia in fund. In fine…
Deci, noi fiind mai multi (Blegoo, BlegooTwoo etc) bagam ca melodii care ne caracterizeaza…(nu tocmai, dar, oricum, cititi explicatiile).
BlegooTwoo:
Ma rog, asta zice el ca il caracterizeaza(1)…la el in bunker, zic eu.
Acuma, ce ma caracterizeaza pe mine…ar fi mai multe…dar asta e chestia care o am la ceasul desteptator…nu de alta, dar ca sa nu UIT! Cum a fost, de unde venim, unde ne ducem. Cred ca nu trebuie sa explic…ca oricum mi se ridica parul pe ceafa. Dati mai tare volumul, zic, ca va ia mama dracu’!…
Si evident, asta:
Habar n-aveti cati au murit pe muzica asta…multi, nene. Multi oropsiti, amarati, nevinovati. Ar trebui sa fie muzica de film de oroare, alea. Altfel, ca muzica in sine…e ok.
Deci, cam asta ne caracterizeaza pe noi. Amintirea timpurilor trecute. Stim, nu e amuzant, nu e distractiv. Dar, cum zicea altcineva, cei care uita istoria, sunt condamnati sa o repete.
(1) Surely the favourite song of soldiers during World War II, Lili Marleen became the unofficial anthem of the foot soldiers of both forces in the war.
Original German lyrics from a poem The Song of a Young Sentry by World War I German soldier, Hans Leip *22.9.1893 in Hamburg, †6.6.1983 in Fruthwilen, near Frauenfeld (Thurgau), Switzerland who wrote these verses before going to the Russian front in 1915, combining the name of his girlfriend, Lili (the daughter of a grocer), with that of a friend’s girlfriend or by a wave given to Leip, while he was on sentry duty, by a young nurse named “Marleen” as she disappeared into the evening fog.
His poem was later published in a collection of his poetry in 1937.
The poems caught the attention of Norbert Schultze (born 1911 in Braunschweig, died 17.10.2002), who set this poem to music in 1938.
Schulze was already rich and famous before the success of The Girl under the Lantern, who awaited her lover by the barrack gate. His operas, film scores, marches and tunes for politically inspired lyrics were successful. In 1945 the Allies told Schultze to forget about composing but he got back to it in 1948.
The tune had a rocky road. The propaganda secretary of the Nationalist-Socialist party, Joseph Goebbels didn’t like the song, he wanted a march. Lale Andersen didn’t want to sing it and the DJ who was supposed to get it on the charts also gave it two thumbs down.
Recorded just before the war by Lale Andersen (Eulalia Bunnenberg), the song sold just 700 copies, until German Forces Radio began broadcasting it to the Afrika Korps in 1941.
The songs was immediately banned in Germany, for its portentous character, which did nothing to slow its spread in popularity.
After the German occupation of Yugoslavia, a radio station was established in Belgrade and beamed news, and all the propaganda fit to air, to the Africa Corps. Lieutenant Karl-Heinz Reintgen, the director of Radio Belgrade had a friend in the Africa Corps who had liked the tune. He aired Lale Anderson’s version for the first time on 18. August 1941. General Feldmarschall Rommel liked the song and asked Radio Belgrade to incorporate the song into their broadcasts, which they did. The song soon became the signature of the broadcast and was played at 9:55 pm, just before sign-off.
After the song was broadcast there was no holding it back. The Allies listened to it and Lili Marleen became the favourite tune of soldiers on both sides, regardless of language.
The immense popularity of the German version spawned a hurried English version, supposedly when a British song publisher named J.J. Phillips reprimanded a group of British soldiers for singing the verses – in German. One irate soldier shouted back : “why don’t you write us some English words?”. Phillips and a British songwriter Tommie Connor soon had an English version in 1944. Anne Shelton’s English hit record started the songs popularity with the Allied countries. Vera Lynn sang it over the BBC to the Allied troops. The British Eighth Army adopted the song.
It was sung in military hospitals and blasted over huge speakers, along with propaganda nuggets, across the frontlines, in both directions.
Marlene Dietrich featured The Girl under the Lantern in public appearances, on radio and “three long years in North-Africa, Sicily, Italy, in Alaska, Greenland, Iceland, in England,” as she later recalled.
An RCA US recording, by an anonymous chorus in June, made it to No. 13 in 1944. It hit the US charts again in 1968, the German charts again in 1981 and the Japanese charts in 1986.
The song is said to have been translated into more than 48 languages, including French, Russian and Italian and Hebrew. Tito in Yuogoslavia greatly enjoyed the song.
Lili Marlene is easily the most popular war song ever. Its theme of dreaming for one’s lover is universal. Why is the song so popular? The last word goes to Lale Anderson : “Can the wind explain why it became a storm?”
Lale Andersen, (Eulalia Bunnenberg) *23.3.1905 in Lehe/Bremerhaven, †29.8.1972 in Wien. Deutsche Schauspielerin, Sängerin, Kabarettistin, besuchte die Schauspielschule des Deutschen Theaters in Berlin; erstes Engagement in Zürich (1933-1937), danach am Berliner “Kabarett der Komiker” als Chansonsängerin (1938-1942); bekannt durch das Soldatenlied Lili Marleen (1939). Sie schrieb “Wie werde ich Haifisch? – Ein heiterer Ratgeber für alle, die Schlager singen, texten oder komponieren wollen” (1969); TV-Shows. Lili Marleen (1939); Ein Schiff wird kommen (1960); Matrosen aus Pyräus (1961); Wenn du heimkommst (1961); Einmal sehen wir uns wieder (1961) Im roten Licht der Hafenbar (1961); Fern, so fern von hier (1962); Ein fremder Mann (1962).
Marlene Dietrich (Maria Magdalena von Losch Dietrich) *27.12.1901 in Berlin †06.05.1992 in Paris.
NOTA: Ne doare profund daca nu se aude la dumneavoastra…luati si descarcati un player de quicktime, alaea…o sa va foloseasca si la alceva, nu numai la tampeniile™© noastre…
LEdit: Observam, cu stupoare, ca asa-zisul fisier de la Trilulilu…este “RESTRICTED”! Hai, na, sanchi? De ce? Mergea bine mersi, dintotdeauna…fara restrictii, alea…
Bai Sergiu: Vrei sa-ti spun ceva? Ma doare undeva de restrictiile tale…Ma doare iarasi masiv, de cenzura voastra, romaneasca, europeana, comunitara. AAAaaauuuu!!!…Chelalau, chelalau!
Urmeaza sa ma scot din rahatul asta de trilu, si sa postez normal, fie pe youtube, fie in alta parte. Trilu…muriti in bezna, frate! Spor masiv, zic! Parfumat!
Articolul meu
Ahem, era sa uit! Am publicat un articol la concursul bloggeri.ro. Poate fi citit aici.
Radem de americani? Radem de noi!
Oarecum in legatura cu postul precedent, doua observatii:
• Zoso concluzioneaza intr-un articol recent (cam lung articolul, peste 2 propozitii) ca America tampeste! Una din putinele ocazii in care suntem total de acord. Asa e. America…TAMPESTE RAU! Nu pe ei, fireste, ei fiind deja tampiti…ci mai degraba, ne TAMPESTE PE NOI! Noi, romanii, aia culti, destepti, inteligenti, plini de sfaturi bune pe care americanii (ca si restul lumii, dealtfel), in prostia lor, refuza sa le ia in considerare. Si sa le urmeze.
Cat de prosti pot fi ei, sa refuze sa se lase prostiti de autoritatea unui blog mioritic care le explica destul de clar cum e cu tampeniile cu miros de analiza inteligenta? Bai, aia e prosti rau, daca nu vor sa creada automat…
• Zoso ofera REDUCERE! MARE! LA bilete de participare la un fel de tabara pioniereasca, cu miros de eveniment inteligent. BAAAIII!!! Lume! Fuga la coada, luati bilete, nu de alta, dar s-a confirmat ca vine marele guru MacLeod! Adevarat, el e american, dar stati sa vedeti ce intelepciuni o sa ne zica el noua! O sa ne invete cum e cu bloaga, saitu’, si alea. Adevarat, el fiind american, nu prea reuseste sa gaseasca Inteligenta Republica Mioritica pe harta (nici ca l-ar durea profund, clar ca i se rupe…) si nici ca are habar de asa-zisul internet romanesc, dar aia nu conteaza!
Iesiti va rugam cu banutzul, uite, dl. Manafu are sapcuta intinsa…
Intre o prostie si alta, noi alegem prostia noastra!


