53 Brentwood Blog

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Salvator Mundi - Leonardo

Dama con l'ermellino - Leonardo

Saturday, July 30, 2011

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Sunday, July 24, 2011

PARIS — Cadel Evans became the first Australian and, at 34, the oldest man in 88 years to win the Tour de France on Sunday. He only wished Aldo Sassi had been alive to see it.

Sassi, an Italian, was Evans’s longtime coach, the person most responsible for his transformation from mountain bike champion to road cycling force. Before Sassi died from brain cancer last December, he told Evans one final wish: that he win the prestigious Tour, to become, in Sassi’s words, “the most complete rider of your generation.”

Evans relayed that story Saturday, after he vaulted atop the leaderboard with a 26-mile sprint that defined both his triumph in this race and the most dramatic Tour in years. As Evans continued, his eyes red and watery, his voice cracked repeatedly, and he bit his bottom lip.

Sassi, Evans said, “often believed in me more than I did.”

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n-y-t-i-m-e-s

I have been thinking about my post-operational situation, in case I survive a successful mission and live to stand a multiculturalist trial. When I wake up at the hospital, after surviving the gunshot wounds inflicted on me, I realize at least for me personally, I will be waking up to a world of shit, a living nightmare. Not only will all my friends and family detest me and call me a monster; the united global multiculturalist media will have their hands full figuring out multiple ways to character assassinate, vilify and demonize. They will possibly do everything they can to distort the truth about me, KT and our true objectives, and attempt to make even revolutionary conservatives detest me. They will label me as a racist, fascist, Nazi-monster as they usually do with everyone who opposes multiculturalism/cultural Marxism. However, since I manifest their worst nightmare (systematical and organized executions of multiculturalist traitors), they will probably just give me the full propaganda rape package and propagate the following accusations: pedophile, engaged in incest activities, homosexual, psycho, ADHD, thief, non-educated, inbred, maniac, insane, monster etc. I will be labeled as the biggest (Nazi-)monster ever witnessed since WW2.


Anders Behring Breivik / Andrew Berwick - The devil inside us



Item: Sulphur powder (pure yellow)

Purchase: Dec 2010

Intended use: component to primary charge

Quantity: 0,5 kg

Supplier: Ebay, English company

Alt. supplier: can also be purchased from aquarium shops for aquarium filters

Shipping declaration: specified as “yellow artist paint dust”

Cost: 20 Euro

Bought with VISA - Paypal

Delivery: delivery without problems, customs never opened

Cover story: sulphur used for aquarium filter refill (oh, we love our little imaginary fishies, don’t we)


Saturday, July 23, 2011

Utøya .... almost heart-shaped island

Thursday, July 21, 2011

la dolce vita

Saturday, July 09, 2011

Friday, July 08, 2011

One striking example of this rightward shift came in last weekend’s presidential address, in which Mr. Obama had this to say about the economics of the budget: “Government has to start living within its means, just like families do. We have to cut the spending we can’t afford so we can put the economy on sounder footing, and give our businesses the confidence they need to grow and create jobs.”

That’s three of the right’s favorite economic fallacies in just two sentences. No, the government shouldn’t budget the way families do; on the contrary, trying to balance the budget in times of economic distress is a recipe for deepening the slump. Spending cuts right now wouldn’t “put the economy on sounder footing.” They would reduce growth and raise unemployment. And last but not least, businesses aren’t holding back because they lack confidence in government policies; they’re holding back because they don’t have enough customers — a problem that would be made worse, not better, by short-term spending cuts.


By PAUL KRUGMAN -- nytimes

Tuesday, July 05, 2011

Strange days

Strange days have found us
Strange days have tracked us down
They're going to destroy
Our casual joys
We shall go on playing
Or find a new town

Yeah!

Strange eyes fill strange rooms
Voices will signal their tired end
The hostess is grinning
Her guests sleep from sinning
Hear me talk of sin
And you know this is it

Yeah!

Strange days have found us
And through their strange hours
We linger alone
Bodies confused
Memories misused
As we run from the day
To a strange night of stone

The Doors