Criticize Lin Biao and Confucius (1974)

http://www.iisg.nl/~landsberger/plpk.html

Criticize Lin Biao and Confucius (1974)
The girl is holding a paper which says ‘Criticize Lin Biao and Confucius most vigorously.’
The title says ‘ Criticizing Lin Biao and Confucius is the most important issue for the Party, the People’s Liberation Army and the whole Chinese people.’

Lin Biao’s death should be the subject of conspiracy sites, I mean, what really happened to him? Unless it happened in the west or concerns secret societies with ‘arcane knowledge’ hardly anybody is interested. Apart from http://www.odu.edu/ao/instadv/quest/linbiao.html
Which is well worth reading.

I wonder where he’s going to stick that pen?

http://www.redorchestra.clanservers.com/

…and the winner is…

Red Orchestra

This game has a distinctly chilling but yet beautiful aura about it. Stunning graphics, realistic and accurate battlefields set in the harsh and brutal reality that was the Eastern Front in Europe (1941-1945).
I also feel a little uneasy when I think about gamers choosing to fight ‘in the SS’. Remember what happened to Prince Harry. However, if you are interested in historical accuracy then it can be argued that it’s justified.

The video for Red Orchestra is awesome and is a hefty 70 MBytes download.

INDOlink Poetry – Rabindranath Tagore Collection

http://www.indolink.com/Poetry/tgorIndx.html

Nobel Prize winner 1913

The Gift
by Rabindranath Tagore
. (This poem is from ‘The Crescent Moon’ by Tagore)

I want to give you something, my child,
for we are drifting in the stream of the world.
Our lives will be carried apart,
and our love forgotten.
But I am not so foolish as to hope that
I could buy your heart with my gifts.

Young is your life, your path long, and
you drink the love we bring you at one draught
and turn and run away from us.
You have your play and your playmates.
What harm is there if you have no time
or thought for us.

We, indeed, have leisure enough in old age
to count the days that are past,
to cherish in our hearts what our
hands have lost for ever.
The river runs swift with a song,
breaking through all barriers.
But the mountain stays and remembers,
and follows her with his love.

Im no homophobe: my aunt lived with a horse – The Local

http://www.thelocal.se/article.php?ID=626&date=20041116

It’s a funny old world, well Sweden anyway…

“I’m no homophobe: my aunt lived with a horse”

“Since Jens Orback was appointed as Sweden’s equality minister, he’s been accused of all sorts of heinous crimes against political correctness. Feminists have accused him of not taking women’s rights seriously, and in a comment piece in Aftonbladet, gay groups said that he was a `family fundamentalist, colonialist and neoconservative’.

So it was in an attempt to set the record straight that the minister took to the airwaves on Sunday. Denying that he was intolerant of sexual minorities, he told Swedish Radio’s Ekot programme “I had a wonderful aunt who lived in Canada with a horse. I thought it was wonderful. Let people live as they wish.”

Orback’s comments have done nothing to endear him to gay rights campaigners.”

Zhao Ziyang – Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zhao_Ziyang

公来何晚,当围城时,大节未亏,百世流芳;公去真迟,神州沉沦,壮志难酬,此恨绵绵
‘Profoundly mourning Zhao Ziyang’s death:You came too early. When we were in a crisis, you didn’t betray your principles. For generations, people will remember your good name. You went away so late, the nation is sinking in the darkness. You didn’t accomplish your vision, and will forever be resentful’
Chinese script and translation via China Digital News http://journalism.berkeley.edu/projects/chinadn/en/

In the footsteps of Joseph Rock 重走洛克路

http://drjosephrock.blogspot.com/


Kangding in 2004
In the footsteps of Joseph Rock is the journey of Sydney blogger Michael, following the footsteps of ‘bad-tempered and imperious’ Joseph Rock, who travelled through western Sichuan and the Tibet borderlands in the 1920s to reach Minya Konka, once thought to be the world’s highest mountain.

The writing is superb but the genius is in the photography, placing side-by-side Rock’s photos with Michael’s own equivalents taken 70 years later.”

In memoriam for my dear Mother who died recently…

Stop all the clocks, cut off the telephone,
Prevent the dog from barking with a juicy bone,
Silence the pianos and with muffled drum
Bring out the coffin, let the mourners come.

Let aeroplanes circle moaning overhead
Scribbling on the sky the message She Is Dead,
Put crepe bows round the white necks of the public doves,
Let the traffic policemen wear black cotton gloves.

She was my North, my South, my East and West,
My working week and my Sunday rest,
My noon, my midnight, my talk, my song;
I thought that love would last for ever: I was wrong.

The stars are not wanted now: put out every one;
Pack up the moon and dismantle the sun;
Pour away the ocean and sweep up the wood.
For nothing now can ever come to any good.

W H Auden

Google Desktop Download

http://desktop.google.com/?promo=rpp-gds-en-uk-5

The idea of Google knowing what’s on my computer, my complete web history and the content of my emails is sinister. They are not offering this service from any altruistic motive, they are a company that makes money. So what will they do with the information they harvest from my computer? Who can have access to it – commercial organisations or governments? MI5 (British Military Intelligence) and other national security agencies must love this. Despite Google’s assertion that they respect privacy I am not convinced. They have already demonstrated that they will co-operate with totalitarian governments to censor and restrict Internet access to further the interests of their shareholders so basically I don’t trust them.