NeoLite from the Neanderthal ®
THE STONE AGE-ung ® it deals with the tragedy in Central Asia, Kyrgyz, Uzbeks against. Who's to blame? Idle, in a civil war, this question, however, in a pogrom - and this is such - there are types, which uses something. A "religious war" seems impossible at first glance, this seems a desperate cry of an Uzbek, Kyrgyz direction "Hear now on! We all muslims are to be confirmed ". But all should not call "Here Kirghiz" or "Here Uzbek". you should call: "Here is a thirsty man who is afraid of hunger, which has hurt!"
However, there is evidence in the state-owned Deathtrap, which may very well have a useful direction. And this is a quote from the Bible to help: "By their fruits ye shall know them. . . ". - A young Uzbek, which is driven in Germany as an academic working and homecoming to Kyrgyzstan to see how it's their parents will be asked who you think is to blame for the arson in O sch. The Uzbek, their full names will not name says, the Uzbek population is distributed mostly one-story house from its built because land in these large, modern buildings to be. And for the unemployed would scare the local Kyrgyz youth total / abused. -
So we will see more clearly, if the advance excavators to clear away the burnt ruins of houses, where it is built. Those who are building modern skyscrapers there, then the true guilty. . .
The vuvuzelas at the football World Cup in South Africa. There are still many well-meaning anthropologists who claim that these giant clown would noisemakers-valuable traditions of African tribes. In a way, already hundreds of years the Zulu, Xosas, Basotho trötend plastic trumpet on one!
the information of the manufacturer of this smashing instruments reveals otherwise. He explained that he had previously with much sorrow and distress sold five hundred of the month. At the beginning of preparations for the World Cup it was fifty times! Is so cute, like the numerous tribes of South Africa with the help of this vuvuzelaspiels back to find their roots. In this context an observation: Many marketing companies this event (TV film, radio) are very angry about the elephant concert annoying and ear-killing. Here the chronicler noticed that nobody around the question of whether the game line (Schiedsrichter!) could be disturbed by care. For those who listen to such a hellish noise or the whistle of the referee? And the football players are for the most part in such a finely tuned thoroughbred stallions, the advance is not stoic like a cavalry horse, despite major kanonengeschmetters, but are either afraid or side break.
as "donkey bridge" - from ass again so ross - the following story: The Chronicler years had internet before contacts literature with a lively lady from Lower Saxony. As usual with such contacts will eagerly own concoction hergepostet and forth. It was revealed that the literary figure from Lower Saxony actually contact a publisher in the U.S. manufacturing ("Hollywood!"), because of a screenplay, which they had brought there. The Chronicler, not lazy, wanted to show schmakes what he is all about is pan on, and his brief acquaintance sent the following poem:
The fear of the little boy
before the big horse
If not would be the mom in me ,
I would go as far as I could.
'm afraid of you, you big Schnauber,
with the clanking of iron in the frothy mouth.
Habs never seen but always felt:
The trumpets, the buzz of arrows,
cries and neighing, rumble of hooves,
crash of swords to armor and shield.
cannon, shrill cries,
blood, death and steel, powder and lead,
slit bellies, severed limbs.
fighting machine, not a friend of the people. And in my
the memory of the fear of death. -
(this poem is in the band "You are all Procrustes!" On page 142 at BoD Norderstedt, ISBN 978-3-8334-7375-3, v. Bernard (Bejot) appeared Jacobs.)
It turned out that the owner of a Lower Saxon Reiterhof was. You may only guess at how the future communication between the two took place. . .