Newsgroup: it.politica.internazionale
Titolo: Hiroshima mon amour

E' stato fatto un puttanaio di guerra ed e' stata usata da coglioni la
parola genocidio per i 7300 di Sebrenica.
Stanno combattendo una guerra in Irak per petrolio e le bufale diffuse dalla
Cia.
In Sudan crepano in 7300 al giorno in mezzo al deserto e nessuno si muove.
Colpa del basso coefficente genocida dei Neri.
Yankee 1000, Bosniaci 500, Ebrei 100, Europei 10, Armeni 1, Neri 0.1, Indios
0.01.
I'm sitting in the dark on the edge of a camp for displaced people in
Darfur. I can hear the loud, persistent crying of one child rising above the
murmur of the camp as the people settle down for the night.
Mothers and children try to survive in the most desperate conditions
Tonight the stars are out - that means no rain. Last night was not like this
at all.
You can see it coming in the afternoons. The sky begins to darken and the
horizon goes an ominous, brown shade of yellow.
Then the wind starts and the dust of the Sahara desert whips up, blasting
whirling sands in all directions. The people start to run in their long
rags, heads bowed against the wind.
Lack of shelter
Then, the heavens simply open, the wind ferociously hurls drenching curtains
of water at everything around.
Mothers with their children, whose faces are twisted up in misery, squat
grasping the sides of their makeshift shelters - which do almost nothing to
keep them dry.
The torn plastic bags that make up the walls of their twig shelters flap
madly in the wind. The ground turns into a mire of mud.
My TV crew and I run for our shelter 15m (50ft) away. All night, the rain
pounds against our ceiling. I wake up at 0300 - it is still going on.
The people on the other side of our wall are still sitting, bracing
themselves against the wind and rain, where they were at dusk. This is what
it is like most nights for them.
Waste
In the morning we wake up to hear the children crying. In the makeshift
hospital here, set up by foreign aid workers, it is so crowded with the sick
that some are sleeping on the floors.
Men laid baby Nadia's body to rest
Among the stench and flies, the children lie wasted, staring into space.
Tiny human beings, who were born into the madness of man's inhumanity to
man, into the madness of a spate of killing that has left many of their
fathers, brothers, grandparents and uncles dead.
And now, they face starvation which is cruel and slow. Most of the children
are too far gone to eat. Some have the peeling skin and lesions that come
with advanced starvation - their skin is wrinkled, loose around their bones.
The mothers sit by powerless.
We spent two weeks in Darfur, driving through eerie, burnt-out villages,
empty of people.
We travelled to Mornay camp, where we were a month ago. On arriving back, we
went to the medical tent. It was strangely quiet inside.
Four people were sitting in a circle. A mother was looking down and sobbing
silently, rubbing her hands on her face. I realised I knew her. Then it
slowly came to me what was going on. Her daughter Nadia, whom we had spent
two days with in this tent a month ago, was dying.
The mother, Juma, was saying an awful goodbye.
We moved away in their private moment. Ten minutes later Nadia was dead.
The men took her body away to prepare for the burial. Then they emerged at
the far end of the graveyard, carrying her tiny body in their hands. They
said their prayers and laid her body in the earth.
Juma, her mother, sat on the ground. She wasn't crying any more.
Crying to the desert
After the funeral I went to pay my respects. Juma had two older women next
to her who, perhaps through custom, were telling her to hold her emotions
in.
But when she saw me, perhaps remembering the filming we did with Nadia last
month, she started screaming "Nadia, Nadia, Nadia".
She fell on me, screaming, she kept screaming. She kept repeating her
daughter's name. Then the older women started screaming too.
When Juma left the graveyard I saw her walking away on her own, sobbing and
crying her child's name out into the breeze of the vast desert, into the
nothingness of the camp.
Older women told Juma to hold her emotions in
Donkeys, half starved themselves, moved around slowly. Refugees continued
collecting water and fixing their huts. This happens here every day.
Darfur is in a nightmare that is alive here today and perhaps somewhere else
tomorrow. Racial and tribal tensions, and regional disquiet, have erupted
into a war where the civilians are being punished, killed and abused.
We are adults, this is the world we live in and accept. The world we have
created for ourselves.
Will these things still happen in Africa a century from now? Will it ever
change? Why are massacres of civilians allowed to happen in Sudan? Why has
no-one even counted the dead?
Money is needed desperately now to save lives. But it has gone this far in
Darfur, because no-one really noticed or did anything to stop it. Nadia did
not have to die at all.
Saluti Cad Ali'
--
Dalla sura * della Conversione*..............
"Combattete coloro che non credono in Allah e nell'Ultimo Giorno, che non
vietano quello che Allah e il Suo Messaggero hanno vietato, e quelli, tra la
gente della Scrittura  che non scelgono la religione della verità, finchè
non versino umilmente il tributo, e siano soggiogati" (Sura 9:29).
"Se non vi lancerete nella lotta, Allah vi castigherà con doloroso castigo e
vi sostituirà con un altro popolo, mentre voi non potrete nuocergli in
nessun modo" (Sura 9:39).
"Uccidete gli idolatri ovunque li troviate, fateli prigionieri, assediateli
e combatteteli con ogni genere di tranelli" (Corano 9,5).
"Combatti quelli che non credono in Allah... combattete finchè non paghino
con umiliazione il tributo" (Corano 9,29).

 0.01.
Rotfl, pupazzo.
Europei 10, eh?
La Shoa l'hanno fatta i marziani?
E le popolazioni native delle Americhe le hanno trucidate i venusiani?
-- 
"Io mi sarei aspettato un intervento più misurato dall’assessore Ascoli, 
nel senso che, ospite in questo paese, poteva avere maggiore rispetto..."
(Giannotti di Forza Italia all'assessore Ascoli, ebreo italiano)
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Non hai capito in effetti il concetto l'ho lasciato astruso.
Il coefficente genocida rigurda le vittime, esprime il ratio in persone
massacrate prima che scatti la qualifica di genocidio.
Fatto 1 il genocidio degli Armeni che da alcuni viene riconosciuto da altri
no con 2.500.000 eliminati gli altri vengono in scala per esempio bastano
2.500 Yankee per far scattare la dichiarazione di genocidio.
Il coefficente genocida dei Neri e' molto basso lo stimo in 0.1, ovvero
25.000.000 per farlo dichiarare, e' una pura misura della distanza tra la
valutazione formale e la realta dei fatti.
Di europei ne hanno scannato a milioni mai scattata la dichiarazione di
genocidio sono bassi nella scala.
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