Wednesday, 18 January 2017

THE MOST FEARED TYPHOON 2



Meanwhile, poverty is absolutely rampant and vets are killing themselves at the rate of 22 every single day. Ever wonder what would happen if no senators and nobody in Congress had shares in weapons manufacturing?

Tuesday, 3 January 2017

THE MOST FEARED TYPHOON

Tony Blair unrepentant as Chilcot gives crushing Iraq war verdict

Sir John Chilcot delivers highly critical verdict on Iraq war but ex-PM says: ‘I believe we made the right decision’.
A defiant Tony Blair defended his decision to go to war in Iraq in 2003 following the publication of a devastating report by Sir John Chilcot, which mauled the ex-prime minister’s reputation and said that at the time of the 2003 invasion Saddam Hussein “posed no imminent threat”.
Looking tired, his voice sometimes croaking with emotion, Blair described his decision to join the US attack as “the hardest, most momentous, most agonising decision I took in 10 years as British prime minister”.
He said he felt “deeply and sincerely ... the grief and suffering of those who lost ones they loved in Iraq”.
 The report also bitterly criticised the way in which Blair made the case for Britain to go to war. It said the notorious dossier presented in September 2002 by Blair to the House of Commons did not support his claim that Iraq had a growing programme of chemical and biological weapons.
The then Labour government also failed to anticipate the war’s disastrous consequences, the report said. They included the deaths of “at least 150,000 Iraqis – and probably many more – most of them civilians” and “more than a million people displaced”. “The people of Iraq have suffered greatly,” Chilcot said.


The report concluded:
 There was no imminent threat from Saddam Hussein.
 The strategy of containment could have been adopted and continued for some time.
 The judgments about the severity of the threat posed by Iraq’s weapons of mass destruction – WMDs – were presented with a certainty that was not justified.
 Despite explicit warnings, the consequences of the invasion were underestimated. The planning and preparations for Iraq after Saddam were wholly inadequate.
 The widespread perception that the September 2002 dossier distorted intelligence produced a “damaging legacy”, undermining trust and confidence in politicians.
 The government failed to achieve its stated objectives.

Chilcot rejected Blair’s view that spurning the US-led military alliance against Iraq would have done major damage to London’s relations with Washington. “It’s questionable it would have broken the partnership,” he writes, noting that the two sides had taken different views on other major issues including the Suez crisis, the Vietnam war and the Falklands.



Chilcot rejected Blair’s view that spurning the US-led military alliance against Iraq would have done major damage to London’s relations with Washington. “It’s questionable it would have broken the partnership,” he writes, noting that the two sides had taken different views on other major issues including the Suez crisis, the Vietnam war and the Falklands.

As part of his remit, Chilcot also set out what lessons could be learned. He said that Blair “overestimated his ability to influence US decisions on Iraq”.
He added: “The UK’s relationship with the US has proved strong enough over time to bear the weight of honest disagreement. It does not require unconditional support where our interest or judgments differ.”

Extracted from :
The Guardian





THE MOST FEARED THYPHOON

"When
The dreadfull power
built with their tools
 a silly house of cards
and their filthy arguments
of their hate revived
enticing the fools
The most feared Typhoon  has not yet arrived

If the present exposed
their satanic intentions
like  those cornered rats
Like a beast in a sack
They will not hesitate
 For a second to attack
With their senseless  smile
And their merciless guns
The most feared Typhoon  put his feet on your plate

And  attempting to wreck
Any person who thinks
and the eyes of children
and the weakened peace
by spreading the dead
until everything smells
like their putrid stink.
And their ambitious dreams
The most feared Typhoon  is the cold on your knees"





JAVIER MIRO

The most feared typhoon
Music and lyrics Javier Miro


Hillary Clinton admits that the Islamic State (ISIS) is "our creation"19 de Agosto de 2014 

To part confession, relay test. Long ago that we have been documenting the conflict in Syria to respond to external interests from other countries, whose goal, at least in appearance, is the destabilise the regime of President Bachar Al-Assad. Syria is for the White House one of the "States villains" accused of financing terrorism and suppress democratic rights, applying a ruthless repression.........






A report by the British Parliament shows that the invasion that NATO took place in Libya in 2011 was based on myths and statements that were never proven. This document is based on an investigation carried out by the Committee of Foreign Affairs of the House of Commons of the United Kingdom. "The strategy of the United Kingdom was based on erroneous precepts and an incomplete understanding of the evidence", says the text reported the average Salon...












Friday, 23 December 2016

Steve Poltz


"Only few days ago , at I had the pleasure to meet this great artist , talk about music, some places in the world like Patagonia and Buenos Aires.
It was certainly a beautiful moment at the end of 2016 that I will never forget, a great show!!

Thanks Steve"







"You were surely kissed by angels
Look at the freckles on your face
You got the devil in your eyes
You disappear without a trail



I love everything about you"


Steve Poltz



Monday, 28 November 2016

"THE BEACH OF THE END OF THE WORLD"

"THE BEACH OF THE END OF THE WORLD"


Warned by Elves about the existence of a place of infinite beauty, I left, the path to my work without any sense of guilt. It gave me a melancholic joy seeing that Bus approaching the Stop. The same bus that took me to the beach thirty something years ago, that beach, my beach, the one of eternal summers.
Once in the Bus I was assaulted by the uncomfortable feeling of being the only passenger on. From the window, I could see my briefcase and my suit carelessly abandoned at the mercy of the wind.
A long Lonesome road took me by lagoons and swamps beyond the expected landscape and I felt the uncertainty of being lost in a mysterious world.  I was convinced that could not return from this journey and that for some unknown reason my life would not be the same.
Suddenly I find myself in the middle of the darkness of the night, the screech of brakes and the sound of the back door opened put me on alert, the driver in a bad mode announced that this was the last stop of the last bus of the day.
When I left the bus, despite walking by the most absolute darkness immediately I recognized the place, the cold sand on my feet, the immense black dunes in front of me and the sound of the sea were sufficient Guide to tell me the direction to follow.
When I reached the top of the dunes all became clear, a few white lines were distinguished between the darkness of the ocean, those waves of course were very familiar, it was my Old Town.
A lonely wooden beach house, displayed by the only window, colours of different flashing lights. The room was dark the lights from the window coming from a screen projection
As a flashlight impulse, I find myself transported inside the house where they were projecting a movie. Like an improvised amateur Cinema in which had a screen against the wall and a lot of chairs occupied except for one in the third row. I sit down and try to concentrate on the film showing Bruce Willis playing a young detective.
Sitting in the front I could identify Gustav, a great friend lost in time for 20 years, before joy and greetings others were turned, there were Claudia, Elizabeth, Ale and ‘El Gallo”. Not being able to contain my joy I start jumping chairs and hug them then I distinguish some more friends of those unforgettable summers.
Then someone taps my shoulder from behind and tells me: "man can you sit down, and lets us watch the movie in peace", that was Daniel was another lifelong friend. 

Suddenly, the film ends and a beard old man announces that a disaster of global magnitude has occurred and this small sector of the planet is the only non-affected area and because of the tragic events we were the only survivors

Far from the panic following the horrific news or the overwhelming feeling of sadness, the tragedy triggered a strange inner energy. In a matter of seconds we were absorbed by the intensity of the colour lights “disco style”.

At that time the song "Get Ready" of Rare Earth begun to play loudly trough the speakers and got us hysterically surrendered to the dance regardless of anything. 

Perhaps the consolation of at least all being together as in those golden days, made us react that way and forget the magnitude of the tragedy

JAVIER MIRO





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Monday, 7 November 2016

MILENA TANGO



MILENA

After the storm that hit my heart
You left in my backyard the perfume of your skin
and the glare that shone in this fandango
crystal blue sea of your eyes

my sadness need more tango

and this tango brings more pain
my only dream, is to see you again.

Look at me dying from your dart
The sad and lonely street of thorns
let me go without directions
aimlessly rather than cry


your cold indifference
is melting at sunrise
Your silence hurts so much, tell me why?

my life of misery has no end
I miss your kisses and your look
I am like a homeless” linyera”
 only this drink kills the pain
 
I bleed profusely, 
don’t turn away

my only dream, is to see you again.


JAVIER MIRO


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Sunday, 30 October 2016

MISSING YOU ( MUSIC : Jethro Tull - Songs From The Wood - Ian Anderson - 1977)


MISSING YOU


"I miss you above all
 I miss you with the dramatic force
 that the dry land
 miss the rain.

With the extreme desire,
 that only who love too much,
 could possible feel.
 Far across the field
 waiting for the bird
 to give me the signs   
 of your so long awaited arrival

 In the same way that the
 drifted wood, brought to the beach
 by the high tide, secretly hopes
 to become a tree.

Meanwhile the music hidden in the  wind collide
in the deep forest,
rocking the branches,
inspiring

the sensitive irreverent poet
who mysteriously hide in the grove
willing to rescue their secret harmonies
of your so long awaited arrival
willing to rescue their secret harmonies
of your so long awaited arrival"


JAVIER MIRO











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Saturday, 22 October 2016

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHARLY GARCIA



HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHARLY GARCIA

Falling into dreams



I am awake in the middle of the Valley of the dead

I had a bad feeling of losing all my keys,
Rhyming in reverse with verbs in Portuguese
moaning and singing a music from Lou Read
Ghosts of truth, recorded the momento
Nothing to see,
No hope, or destination
Sailing the Dead Sea no need justification
Frenetic Cruise, mysterious situation
I thought I was happy jumping from the room
Watching my weak body aiming for the moon
I saw your nickname on my new tattoo
Followed by words  that couldn’t  be true
Your signature behind the tears in blue
 Below in red ink “I ‘m crazy for you”
Seasonal love, superficial assistance
 Slowly into the sea I dive to no existence

Javier Miro





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