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cb01-volevo-un-figlio-maschio-it · 7 months

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Volevo un figlio maschio ~ 2023

✔️ 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐑𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐈 ▶ https://t.co/Qy8BW8fVWa

:: Trama Volevo un figlio maschio :: Angela nasce sotto una cattiva stella. Vittima di un terremoto ad Haiti quando è ancora nel grembo materno, il suo stesso concepimento è legato a una dolorosa scelta paterna. Tredici anni dopo sembra una ragazza serena e perfettamente integrata, ma in segreto coltiva la speranza di comunicare con lo spirito della madre e, insieme all'amica Katherine, compie un rito magico proibito. Anziché con la madre di Angela, le due ragazze entreranno in contatto con un'entità maligna che si impossesserà del loro corpo. Per comprendere quel che sta accadendo alle figlie, i genitori delle ragazzine si rivolgono a Chris McNeil, madre di Regan, oggetto 50 anni prima di un celebre caso di possessione demoniaca.

Un film (in Italiano anche pellicola) è una serie di immagini che, dopo essere state registrate su uno o più supporti cinematografici e una volta proiettate su uno schermo, creano l'illusione di un'immagine in movimento.[1] Questa illusione ottica permette a colui che guarda lo schermo, nonostante siano diverse immagini che scorrono in rapida successione, di percepire un movimento continuo.

Il processo di produzione cinematografica viene considerato ad oggi sia come arte che come un settore industriale. Un film viene materialmente creato in diversi metodi: riprendendo una scena con una macchina da presa, oppure fotografando diversi disegni o modelli in miniatura utilizzando le tecniche tradizionali dell'animazione, oppure ancora utilizzando tecnologie moderne come la CGI e l'animazione al computer, o infine grazie ad una combinazione di queste tecniche.

L'immagine in movimento può eventualmente essere accompagnata dal suono. In tale caso il suono può essere registrato sul supporto cinematografico, assieme all'immagine, oppure può essere registrato, separatamente dall'immagine, su uno o più supporti fonografici.

Con la parola cinema (abbreviazione del termine inglese cinematography, "cinematografia") ci si è spesso normalmente riferiti all'attività di produzione dei film o all'arte a cui si riferisce. Ad oggi con questo termine si definisce l'arte di stimolare delle esperienze per comunicare idee, storie, percezioni, sensazioni, il bello o l'atmosfera attraverso la registrazione o il movimento programmato di immagini insieme ad altre stimolazioni sensoriali.[2]

In origine i film venivano registrati su pellicole di materiale plastico attraverso un processo fotochimico che poi, grazie ad un proiettore, si rendevano visibili su un grande schermo. Attualmente i film sono spesso concepiti in formato digitale attraverso tutto l'intero processo di produzione, distribuzione e proiezione.

Il film è un artefatto culturale creato da una specifica cultura, riflettendola e, al tempo stesso, influenzandola. È per questo motivo che il film viene considerato come un'importante forma d'arte, una fonte di intrattenimento popolare ed un potente mezzo per educare (o indottrinare) la popolazione. Il fatto che sia fruibile attraverso la vista rende questa forma d'arte una potente forma di comunicazione universale. Alcuni film sono diventati popolari in tutto il mondo grazie all'uso del doppiaggio o dei sottotitoli per tradurre i dialoghi del film stesso in lingue diverse da quella (o quelle) utilizzata nella sua produzione.

Le singole immagini che formano il film sono chiamate "fotogrammi". Durante la proiezione delle tradizionali pellicole di celluloide, un otturatore rotante muove la pellicola per posizionare ogni fotogramma nella posizione giusta per essere proiettato. Durante il processo, fra un frammento e l'altro vengono creati degli intervalli scuri, di cui però lo spettatore non nota la loro presenza per via del cosiddetto effetto della persistenza della visione: per un breve periodo di tempo l'immagine permane a livello della retina. La percezione del movimento è dovuta ad un effetto psicologico definito come "fenomeno Phi".

#Volevo un figlio maschio #streaming #ita

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phawareglobal · 2 years

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Erica Hutchison phaware® interview 377

Pulmonary hypertension patient, Erica Hutchison, discusses her long road to diagnosis which included multiple doctors and cardiologists telling her that her PH symptoms and panic attacks my just be "all in her head." Now, 10+ years post-diagnosis, Erica has a passion for art and music and is working on her Doctorate of Music in composition and theory. My name is Erica Hutchison. I am 42 years old and I have idiopathic pulmonary arterial hypertension. I was born with a congenital heart defect. About a quarter of the population has it. It's called atrial septal defect. It's a small hole in the heart. My pediatric cardiologist told my parents she'll grow out of it. The hole will grow closed. It didn't happen. It didn't grow closed.

I had no problems that I was actually aware of until I was 31 years old and I became very sick one day. We thought I was just having panic attacks. I just couldn't breathe, in the form of panic, it was just like I couldn't do anything. I was just so scared. My boyfriend took me to urgent care. When we got to urgent care, they said you have the option of either we're calling an ambulance or you can drive her to the emergency room. My resting heart rate was 122 beats per minute. We immediately drove to the hospital. It was just quicker that way.

Once we got there, the doctor came in and he actually diagnosed me with costochondritis, which is an inflammation of the cartilage in the joints in the rib cage. It's something I'd had before. It wasn't a stranger to me so I thought, okay, I'm fine. My heart's just going wacky because I could, everything is really tight and the heart murmur. It came when they did an EKG and they could see it. I was given a referral to see a cardiologist. For the next five years, I started gaining a massive amount of weight while seeing a cardiologist and working out constantly. The cardiologist, he didn't really do very many tests. He did maybe one echocardiogram and a couple of stress tests. They found that my heart was enlarged. That was kind of like a sign that, okay, something is really, really wrong. I continued to see the cardiologist and do my best to work out and diet.

My gynecologist performed a subtotal hysterectomy for me, because I was very sick with some other female problems. I came back to see him two days later and I had gained a massive amount of water weight. He said, “it's like you're in congestive heart failure. I think we need to do something.” So what I did was I switched cardiologists. I went to meet the partner of the cardiologist I was seeing and he immediately diagnosed me with pulmonary arterial hypertension, just off of looking at what little tests I had already done. That was in 2015.

After that everything was a blur. It went really fast. I was put into the hospital. My doctor did a full heart catheterization. They found that I actually had a right to left and left to right shunt in my heart. My heart looks like Swiss cheese from the back. That's why they weren't seeing it on the echocardiogram. I was sent to KU. I was very lucky to have Dr. Timothy L. Williamson and Jocelyn Havener, BSN, RN. They started taking care of me and ever since, of course, it's a progressively terminal illness. I am getting progressively worse, but they have staved it from going so quickly.

It took a good five years of fighting to figure out what was going on with me, because I was still having these attacks that they were saying were just panic attacks and you'll be fine. I was just not fine. It was actually a huge relief, because I had fought so long to find an answer and I fought against people who were saying that this may all be in my head. That made me feel worse. I was like, “I'm not crazy. I'm not having panic attacks. I'm not delusional.” There were doctors that were saying, “Oh, this is somatic disorder of some type.” They were running with that. I'm like, “No!” It was like I was vindicated when they finally found out what was going on. It gave me more energy to keep pushing forward.

I'm a big Facebook nerd. I started searching on Facebook and I found the groups. Online support groups are a very huge part of the journey. You need to find a community that understand you and that you can communicate with about what you're going through. That helps ease the tension in your body, in your mind. The first person I actually spoke with was Serena Lawrence and then she kind of led me to Rebecca Lydenberg and Sean Wyman. He inspired me so much and so did Serena. And of course, Chloe Temtchine. They're powerhouses and they didn't let this disease stop them from living their dreams. They continued to try to thrive despite all of this. I got it in my head that I was going to thrive.

Unfortunately, the year after we lost Sean. I had been planning to go back to school. I just didn't know when, but in 2020 I went back to college and then COVID hit. So, I've been at home online studying music since, but I've been a musician all of my life and that helps a little bit. Right now what I'm doing is composing a few songs. I'm a classically trained violinist, but what I'm composing right now is more contemporary pop. I’m still studying theory on my own, just to kind of do it, because again, I am a geek. I am really wanting my doctorate. It will not be in performance, but I'm looking at musicology, which is just the study of music and compositional theory.

I’m doing a lot of artwork, because I'm also an artist. So a lot of painting and drawing and sketching. I've been a musician since I was born. My mother was always singing. My father plays guitar. My uncle's play guitar. As for myself, I've always seen myself as a musician and then I wasn't really aware that I was an artist until I got sick and I couldn't do anything. When I was younger in high school, I was in marching band, but I could play anything with a reed or string. When I lost the ability to play my saxophone and my clarinets and flutes, it just really hit me hard.

I sort of laid back on playing any music for a while and I just started drawing. I had a really great art teacher. She was amazing with me. She taught me everything from the time I was 14 until she passed away in 2004. It's interesting, she's from Compton, California. She taught Ice Cube and then there's another rapper that she had to get taught and I thought it was just the coolest thing. I started really getting back into playing my violin. I was just like, “I'm just going to go for it.” When I went back to school I was going to get a major in violin performance and then a minor in art. Then COVID hit and I see myself as all of these things. I see myself as a patient who is an artist and who is a musician and singer and I see myself as all of these things.

The first thing I would tell somebody is that just because you are diagnosed with this disease and it doesn't mean you're dying, you can still go after your passions. You can still find a way to function the way you want to. Where there's a will, there is a way. There really is.

When I went back to school, I found a community of professors that are still standing behind me 100%. Even though I had to switch universities to one that would be able to better accommodate how I need to learn, because the charter is written differently at my school. It's not set up for online music programs, but I found one that it. So my advice would be to build your army while you are pushing for your passions. Keep trying to do what you want to do. You're going to have hard days where you don't feel like you're getting anywhere or it's just too much. Take a day, take two days, take a summer. Relax, and then go at it again. Just don't give up.

My name is Erica Hutchison and I'm aware that I'm rare.

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artterminalph · 1 year

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Art Tip #1 - Color Theory: A Crash Course

Art isn't complete without colors, right? Unless you'd consider a blank white sheet of paper as art, then by all means...

In today's first stop at the Art Terminal, we will be learning how to use colors using Color Theory! Being knowledgeable about basic color theory can really help you develop your skills as an artist no matter what medium you'll be using - be it traditional art, digital art, or even a mix of both! It may seem confusing at first but with this guide, you'll be making well-coordinated compositions with flying colors in no time!

PART 1: How to use the Color Wheel

This infamous wheel by Isaac Newton helps you see the relationships between the colors.

Keep in mind these 3 categories:

⓵ Primary Colors: Red┃Blue┃Yellow These are the first three basic colors - all other colors can be created by mixing them in different ways. Tip: mixing all three creates the color brown! ⓶ Secondary Colors: Purple (red+blue)┃Green (blue+yellow)┃Orange (yellow+red) If you've noticed, these colors are created by mixing our primary colors. ⓷ Tertiary Colors: Red-Orange┃Red-Purple┃Blue-Purple┃Blue-Green┃Yellow-Green┃Yellow-Orange As you might have guessed, we get these colors by mixing our primary and secondary colors.

Part 2: What are the Color Properties?

Keep in mind Color has 3 primary properties:

⓵ Hue: the colors in their purest state - or in other words, a color's name.

⓶ Saturation: the brightness or dullness of a color - the intensity or purity of a hue. Tip: High Saturation/Saturated = color looks very bright ┃ Low Saturation/Desaturation = color looks washed out or greyed out

⓷ Value: the degree of lightness or darkness of a hue. Tip: There are 3 ways to change a color's value: Shade┃Tint ┃Tone

Shade/Shading: a shade is a color that is produced by adding black.

Tint: a tint is a color that is produced by adding white.

Tone: a tone is a color that is produced by adding grey.

PART 3: What is Color Harmony?┃What Color Combinations or Schemes can we use?

Go back to the Color Wheel as it is a good reference in helping you create appealing schemes. Here are 6 common combinations you can apply in your work:

⓵ Analogous: uses colors (around 2-4) that are next to each other in the color wheel - Match them!

⓶ Complementary: uses colors that are opposite or across of each other on the color wheel - if you can't match 'em, clash 'em with their opposites! Tip: matching these colors creates great contrast and visual interest so they can overpower each other sometimes so keep that in mind.

⓷ Split-Complementary: 1 base color then 2 colors adjacent to its complementary color - if the contrast too much, split them!

⓸ Tetradic: uses 2 complementary pairs. This forms a rectangle on the wheel - if you need more variations go double complementary!

⓹ Triadic: 3 colors that are evenly spaced out in the color wheel. You're free to choose from a variety!

⓺ Monochromatic: uses different tones, shades, and tints of a singular color. Sometimes it just works!

PART 4: What is Color Temperature?

Ever wonder why some compositions feel cold or hot? It is a fact that color has the ability to evoke feelings or emotions. As such, color temperature is the one responsible for this - it is the "warmth" or "coolness" of a color.

Warm colors: Reds┃Oranges┃Yellows Generally seen as colors that are bright, cheerful, active, or happy

Cool Colors: Purples┃Blues┃Greens Generally seen as colors that are dark, mysterious, melancholic, or gloomy

And that concludes this stop for today! These tips are a lot to take in, we feel you, and that's alright - come back to this station when you need a quick reference. We hope you learned a lot from this and that you'll be able to apply them in your paintings or digital illustrations!

Now pack your art supplies and start creating! Safe travels~

– Post by Leonardo

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francescacammisa1 · 2 months

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Ci sono attese che sembrano non avere mai termine. Fin dal principio. Non danno una scansione esatta del tempo che passa: sono attese che preoccupano e sfiancano e si fanno via via sempre piú complesse. Perché piú l’attesa si dilata, piú si mischiano il bene e il male, ciò che è giusto e ciò che è sbagliato, l’ovvio e la sorpresa. L’attesa può far fibrillare il cuore oppure abbattersi con un manto di torpore.

Paolo Genovese - Il rumore delle cose nuove

Ph Peter Lindbergh

#Paolo Genovese #peter lindbergh #kate winslet

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fondazioneterradotranto · 3 years

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Nell’epopea degli “ppoppiti”, la ricerca dell’identità salentina,

Giorgio Cretì

Poppiti (Il Rosone, 1996) è un romanzo moderno che ha sapore d’antico.

Ne è autore Giorgio Cretì (1933-2003), scrittore salentino, nato a Ortelle, in provincia di Lecce, ma trasferitosi presto a Pavia. Autore di vari racconti pubblicati su “Il Rosone”, la rivista dei pugliesi di Milano, e su altri periodici, Cretì, membro dell’Associazione Stampa Agroalimentare, ha dedicato i propri interessi di studio prevalentemente al settore della gastronomia e della cucina, dando alle stampe pregevoli testi come: Erbe e malerbe in cucina (Sipiel, 1987), il Glossario dei termini gastronomici, compresi i vocaboli dialettali, stranieri e gergali, annesso al volume I grandi menu della tradizione gastronomica italiana (Idea Libri, 1998), Il Peperoncino (Idea Libri, 1999), La Cucina del Sud (Capone Editore, 2000), A tavola con don Camillo e Peppone (Idea Libri, 2000), La Cucina del Salento (Capone, 2002), ed altri.

Il romanzo narra una storia d’amore che si volge nella campagna salentina, a Masseria Capriglia, fra Santa Cesarea Terme e Vignacastrisi, dove vivono i protagonisti del racconto, Poppiti appunto (o, nelle varianti Ppoppiti, con rafforzamento della lettera iniziale, o ancora Ppoppeti).

Varie le etimologie di questo termine gergale, ma la più accreditata è quella che lo fa risalire al latino post oppidum, ossia “fuori dalle mura del borgo”, ad indicare nell’antica Roma coloro che abitavano fuori dalle mura fortificate della città, dunque i contadini.

Questo termine è passato ad indicare la gente del Salento e in particolare dell’area più meridionale, ovvero di un territorio caratterizzato fino a cinquant’anni da un paesaggio prevalentemente agricolo e dominato dalla civiltà contadina.

ph Giorgio Cretì

La storia si svolge all’inizio del secolo Novecento e gli umili contadini del racconto sono Ia e Pasquale, il quale è chiamato alla guerra di Libia del 1911 ed è così costretto a lasciare soli la moglie ed il bimbo appena nato. L’assenza di Pasquale si protrae a lungo perché in guerra egli viene fatto prigioniero. Quando ritorna nel Salento, con grandi progetti per la sua famiglia, Pasquale non trova però la situazione ideale che aveva immaginato ma anzi incombe sulla Masseria Capriglia una grave tragedia.

Del romanzo è stato tratto un adattamento teatrale dalla compagnia “Ora in scena”, per i testi della scrittrice Raffaella Verdesca e la regia dello studioso Paolo Rausa. La rappresentazione teatrale è stata portata in vari teatri e contesti culturali a partire dal 2013 con un discreto apprezzamento di critica e di pubblico. In particolare, fra il maggio ed il giugno del 2014, ad Ortelle, città natale dello scrittore, nell’ambito della manifestazione “Omaggio a Giorgio Cretì”, venne allestita in Piazza San Giorgio, la mostra di pittura Ortelle. Paesaggi Personaggi … con gli occhi (e il cuore) di Carlo Casciaro e Antonio Chiarello, presso Palazzo Rizzelli. Ortelle commemorava così un suo figlio illustre, con una serie di incontri e conferenze e con la messa in scena dello spettacolo teatrale, a cura di Raffaella Verdesca e Paolo Rausa. Le parole del romanzo di un cultore di storia patria si intrecciavano ai colori e alle immagini di due artisti del pennello, anch’essi ortellesi. La mostra pittorica di Casciaro e Chiarello ha portato alla pubblicazione di un catalogo dallo stesso titolo della mostra, con doppia speculare copertina, realizzato con il patrocinio del Comune di Ortelle, dell’Università del Salento, del CUIS e della Fondazione Terra D’Otranto.

Sulla copertina, in una banda marrone nella parte superiore, si trova scritto: “Per un antico (pòppitu) eroe. Omaggio a Giorgio Cretì”. Nella parte centrale, la foto di un bellissimo antico portale del centro storico di Ortelle. All’interno del volumetto, Casciaro e Chiarello si dividono equamente gli spazi: da un lato le opere dell’uno e dal lato opposto quelle dell’altro, realizzando una sorta di residenza artistica o casa dell’arte su carta. Il catalogo è introdotto da una bellissima poesia di Agostino Casciaro, dedicata proprio ad Ortelle e da una Presentazione della critica d’arte Marina Pizzarelli.

uno dei dipinti di Carlo Casciaro

Quindi troviamo i volti di Carlo Casciaro, fra i quali il primo è proprio quello dello Pòppitu Cretì, in un acrilico su tela del 2014; poi quello di Agostino Casciaro, tecnica mista 2014, e quello del pittore Giuseppe Casciaro (1861-1941), ch’è forse la maggior gloria ortellese, pittore di scuola napoletana, del quale Carlo è pronipote. Inoltre, l’opera Ortelle, acrilico su tela 2012, con una citazione di Franco Arminio; Capriglia, acrilico su tela 2014, con una citazione dal romanzo di Cretì; Largo Casciaro, acrilico su tela 2013, e infine una scheda biografica di Carlo Casciaro. Di Carlo ho già avuto modo di scrivere che dalla fotografia alla pittura, egli comunica attraverso la sua arte totale. (Paolo Vincenti, L’arte di Carlo Casciaro in “Il Galatino”, 14 giugno 2013).

Laureato all’Accademia di Belle Arti di Lecce, ha vissuto a lungo a Milano prima di ritornare nel borgo avito e qui ripiantare radici. L’oggetto privilegiato della sua pittura è il paesaggio salentino. Il suo è un naturalismo che richiama quello dei più grandi maestri, come Vincenzo Ciardo. È un paesaggismo delicato, fuori dal convenzionale, dal naif. Nelle sue tele, dai vivaci colori, in cui vengono quasi sezionati i reticolati urbani dei nostri paesini, più spesso le aree della socialità come le piazze, gli slarghi, le corti, si ammirano animali quali pecore, buoi, galline, gazze, convivere in perfetta armonia con oggetti e persone, in un’epoca ormai lontana, fatta di ristrettezze e di fatica, quella della civiltà contadina del passato. Il segno colore di Casciaro dà ai suoi paesaggi un’immagine di gioia temperata, di una serenità appena percepita, cioè non un idillio a tutto tondo, tanto che il cielo incombente sulle scene di vita quotidiana sembra minaccioso e il sole non si mostra quasi mai.

Nel microcosmo di una piccola e fresca cantina nella quale ha ricavato il suo studio, oggi Carlo fotografa vecchi e vecchine, parenti, amici, personaggi schietti e spontanei di quella galleria di tipi umani che offre la sua comunità, li immortala nei suoi ritratti a matita e pastello e li appende con le mollette a dei fili stesi nella cantina a suggellare arte e vita, sogno e contingenza. Una delle sue ultime realizzazioni infatti è Volti della Puteca Disegni-Foto-Eventi, Minervino Ortelle Lecce 2016 (Zages Poggiardo, 2017).

Mutando verso del catalogo, si ripetono la poesia di Agostino Casciaro e la Presentazione di Pizzarelli, e poi troviamo le opere di Antonio Chiarello. Fra i versi di Antonio Verri e Vittorio Bodini, sette acquerelli con una piantina turistica di Ortelle, cartoline e vedute panoramiche della città di San Vito e di Santa Marina e una Vecchia porta + vetrofania, L’uscio dell’orto (…e lucean le stelle), tecnica mista del 2011. Quindi, la scheda biografica di Antonio Chiarello. Anche di Antonio, fra le altre cose, ebbi a scrivere che egli, laureato all’Accademia di Belle Arti di Lecce, utilizza, per le sue Pittoriche visioni del Salento, le tecniche più svariate con una certa predilezione per l’acquerello. (Paolo Vincenti, Da Sant’Antonio ad Antonio Chiarello in “Il Paese Nuovo”, 18 giugno 2011).

Nel 2005 Chiarello ha realizzato per la prima volta la mostra devozionale “San’Antonio giglio giocondo…”, con “tredici carte devozionali” dedicate al suo santo onomastico ed ha portato questo progetto- ex voto in giro per la provincia di Lecce in tutti i paesi dove vi sia il protettorato o almeno una devozione per il santo. Visceralmente legato alla patria salentina, Chiarello ne ha dipinto le grotte, i millenari monumenti, gli alberi, i suoi borghi incantati, le bellezze di Castro e di Porto Badisco, di Santa Cesarea e di Otranto, di Muro Leccese, di Poggiardo e di tutta la costa adriatica leucadense.

Autore anche di svariate realizzazioni grafiche e di manifesti, nella sua avventura umana ed artistica, ha interagito con amici quali Antonio Verri, Pasquale Pitardi, Donato Valli, Antonio Errico, Fernando Bevilacqua, Rina Durante. All’epopea degli ppoppiti, Chiarello e Casciaro confessano di sentirsi intimamente vicini per cultura, formazione e scelta sentimentale.

Ecco allora, nell’ideale ricerca di un’identità salentina, la pittura dei due artisti poppiti salentini intrecciarsi, in fertile connubio, con la scrittura di uno poppitu di ritorno quale Giorgio Cretì.

Nell’epopea degli “ppoppiti”, la ricerca dell’identità salentina, in Identità Salentina 2020, Salento Quale identità quale futuro? Contributi e testimonianze per la cultura e il governo del territorio, Italia Nostra sezione Sud Salento, a cura di Marcello Seclì, Collepasso, Tip. Aluisi, 2021

Su Giorgio Cretì vedi:

Giorgio Cretì – Fondazione Terra D’Otranto (fondazioneterradotranto.it)

L’omaggio di Ortelle a Giorgio Cretì con la presentazione del volume antologico delle opere – Fondazione Terra D’Otranto (fondazioneterradotranto.it)

Giorgio Cretì come uno sciamano – Fondazione Terra D’Otranto (fondazioneterradotranto.it)

Storia di guerra e passione nel Salento rurale – Fondazione Terra D’Otranto (fondazioneterradotranto.it)

#Antonio Chiarello #Carlo Casciaro #Giorgio Cretì #Ortelle #Paolo Vincenti #Pòppiti #Arte e Artisti di Terra d'Otranto #Libri Di Puglia #Spigolature Salentine #Tradizioni Popolari di Terra d’Otranto

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humanemotionssuck · 3 years

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Hello 2021

January 2, 2021

I should’ve put these thoughts into words on the first day of the year but then again, I felt so lazy given this bed weather we are currently having. By far, I think I experienced the coldest temperature here in my hometown (21 degrees baby) and I’m sure not liking it as I prefer warm days.

I actually do not know how to start. I feel it’s necessary to check on how I am doing lately. Write the things I experienced last year and reflect on the lessons it taught me.

I could probably kick things off by remembering how 2020 started for me. I have a bad memory but I’ll try my best to recall them.

January

Broke up with J (yes this is probably one of the major and heartbreaking events happened to me). To sum it up, I realized that the relationship does not have growth anymore, and I am slowly drifting to follow my own path, which is to focus on the plans I want. I haven’t thought deeply the lessons I learned in my past relationship yet but one thing is for sure, I changed and I want to explore more of what I can do or what I’m missing out in life. Which brings me to attend seminars on how to work/study abroad. I attended a couple (e.g Fortrust Makati) and I also realized how costly it will be and I’m probably not yet ready esp. on the financial aspect.

February – March

Highlight on these months was I got back to dating apps again. I know it was a complete dick move. I haven’t moved on yet and here I am in the pool again. I met 2 guys from this app, Coffee Meets Bagel (which btw I uninstalled few months after). The first guy was the introvert but funny type and also VERY sexual. I got along with it, tried to do the deed but failed cause the guy hasn’t moved on from the ex yet. (Sucks right). And so I met this second guy and he is decent but we really had completely different personality. I believe this guy is also rich (he came from a Chinese family and I went to his house and saw the maid and his stuff). Can you also believe he already introduced me to his mom (no dad cause broken family), uncle and grandma. Pressured si ate gurl syempre cause it was really too early to do that step since we’re just dating but March was the most difficult month because…

START OF LOCKDOWN. PH was in state of panic after the government announced a nationwide lockdown due to increased COVID-19 transmission. I immediately went on a bus to the province fearing to get stuck in Manila.

April

Nah this was just a typical month. Summer vibes all over but since we cannot go to the beach we just setup an inflatable pool in the house to get soaked. I finally posted a pic wearing a swimsuit again. My stagnant IG feed came to life lmao

May

Oh boy. This month sucks so much. I got typhoid fever. Which I thought was COVID already cause my fever just won’t stop. My mom didn’t want me to get admitted in the hospital in the fear of being infected so I was hooked in the IV here in the house. I felt I was dying. I was in huge pain both physically and mentally. Which forced me to end any communication means with the second guy. He was not there when I was sick. I didn’t feel his concern even if we’re miles apart and I felt I was begging for his attention. It just won’t work. He blocked me in his socials (which is a first for me, usually I am the one who blocks lol) but given the current state I have now, I learned to accept it and chose to move forward.

June

Explored options on work/study program abroad. We got a new car (Xpander) which my father was able to purchase after borrowing money from us. That money could’ve been used for my Japan trip on December (plot twist it was cancelled due to fucking corona) but it’s okay I guess I’ll save another again.

I also got my student permit (yes I learned how to drive months after hehe)

July

THIS WAS MY BIGGEST DOWNFALL FOR THIS YEAR. There were some modifications in the quarantine and so my employer required and FORCED us to report on site in Makati despite of high number of positive cases. All I can say is SCREW THEM and I hope karma will do its thing on their business. The management.. the bosses.. they are all inconsiderate fucks for not allowing me to work at home instead. The situation forced me to resign but they chose to terminate me instead. The unemployment took its toll on my mental health, it caused me great depression and anxiety which forced me to look for distractions.. anything that will ease my mind.

Oh and btw, I bought my first laptop from hard earned money. Oh boy, it was satisfying to give myself the things my parents couldn’t afford that time I was still in school. It’s a gaming laptop and the one I’m using to type now. I absolutely love it and I used it to find online jobs later on..

I read Looking for Alaska by John Green again after watching the TV series on Hulu. Geez, this has to be my favorite book so far. The seeking of great perhaps.. which was very timely on my mood while having nothing else to do.

Lastly, TAYLOR SWIFT RELEASED A NEW ALBUM CALLED FOLKLORE. In the middle pandemic? Awesome right and this album kept me sane during this crazy and miserable month. Oh and on December, she released folklore’s sister album.. Evermore. Miss Swift saved me again with her music. This will definitely be one of the albums I will play when I’m old and gray knitting sweaters and wearing cardigan.

August

I started and finished my driving lesson in manual. JFC, I realized driving gives me a huge anxiety. One thing is for sure, I will prefer to drive automatic. Not driving that shit again.

I was still hooked with Looking for Alaska. Also purchased Subtle Art of not Giving a F*ck on the time I bought LFA.

On the other hand, I was also actively looking for new jobs this time.

September

ON SEPT. 30 I GOT HIRED! I was super happy to start on a new job. It gave me hope once again to continue on this journey called life. After almost 3 months, we are def back to business!

I also got the chance to get this Thyroid issue checked. Unfortunately, there was no major stuff going on with my thyroid. Basically, I’m perfectly healthy. What sucks is that the doctor invalidated my previous condition and said I only have ~anxiety which is the cause of my symptoms (excessive sweating and palpitations). I will seek professional help on this anxiety stuff anytime in the future.

Lastly, I played Grand Chase again and met someone in the game. Well technically we haven’t met yet but since then, I got used to talking with this guy and he is part of my daily routine now. I won’t spoil much details but as soon as this is all over, I can’t wait to meet this person :)

*cue Grand Chase soundtrack*

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VoK0bAjsHoo

October

HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO MEEE! It was a typical birthday. I don’t have much realizations. If I had one, I need to think thoroughly again lol.

Busy with training on the new job and this has been the most challenging training I ever had since I started working.

NOVEMBER

WORK WORK WORK. Super stressed and my anxiety was on the roof. I thought of giving up already but then again it was too early to quit. I haven’t seen my full potential on this job yet and so I chose to keep on fighting.

I also finally got braces. Let’s get these smiles fixed.

December

WORK WORK WORK AGAIN. My work caused me a huge anxiety cause I was given high priority cases -.-But overall, I can say the holidays went great. I finally got to spend time with the family outside. Don’t worry cause we still practiced precautions and I guess it wouldn’t hurt to go out once in a while to have some fresh air. We went to the beach and pretty much that’s the highlight of this month.

Things are getting serious with this guy I’m talking about.. Seriously, he makes me happy every single day.

I also won in Christmas raffle. Oppo phone. (I have the odds in my favor when it comes to raffles lol)

Feels weird to celebrate this holiday too thinking a lot of hardships were experienced in the last few months of quarantine. I was thinking about all the lives lost by covid and hoping they are in the peaceful place now..

JANUARY (NOW)

After everything that happened, oddly the start of the year gives me a sense of hope. Sure I am still carrying the trauma 2020 gave me but I am slowly leaving all of them behind. I want a fresh start and I want to let go of the things that gave me pain. I don’t have solid resolutions just like in my teenage years. Guess I’m too old for that. Not saying it’s okay to not have plans for the future and just go with the flow but I promise to not be too hard on myself and to not pressure myself on the goals I haven’t achieved yet. It’s really a struggle to plan things ahead given the situation but as always, I will do my best. I will stop comparing my progress to somebody else’s cause everyone has their own timeline.

I will listen to my heart and my mind to determine the things I really want. I promise to reevaluate the decisions I am making each day. I will not be afraid of making mistakes because that’s how I learn.

I am embracing my anxiety of uncertainty. It’s okay to feel afraid because I am always trying on how to overcome my fear. I strive each day because I am more than just a ball of anxiety. The palpitations.. the sweating.. they don’t define me. I have the power to control them and they won’t stop me from being the better version of myself.

#quaranthings #just quarantine thoughts #2020 #bye2020 #new year

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leonaesque · 4 years

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Poetic Injustice: On Ateneo and Negotiating Complicity

To be a successful comprador is an art. Tony Tan Caktiong knows this. Given the scale at which multinational corporations influence Philippine culture, at this point, who are we to refute it? And how? Profit-seeking forces itself on us; to be recognized. Every mass-produced item of clothing featuring the pattern of an ever-smiling billion-dollar bee is indication enough: Art is execution. In fact, being the recipient of foreign capital requires deliberate hands able to maintain thousands upon thousands of labor-only contractual workers, despite their having worked at the same establishment for years on end. These workers produce what no middleman can. Yet a company will still view being bought-out by an industry giant as the ideal exit strategy. Each moving part makes for one striking image of monopoly– worthy, one might insist, of being featured in a gallery.

Jollibee Foods Corporations (JFC) acquires stakes or ownership of restaurant chains in order to expand, as it has done over the course of many years with local and foreign brands. Their current roster includes Greenwich, Chowking, Red Ribbon, Mang Inasal, Burger King PH, The Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf, and Panda Express PH. The company also runs businesses internationally, such as Smashburgers in the United States, and Yonghe Dawang or Yonghe King in China.[1] Of course, the face of this massive undertaking remains the once tiny Magnolia-inspired ice cream store, Jollibee, now every business-oriented insect’s wet dream.

Ernesto Tanmiantong, brother and successor of Tony Tan Caktiong as Chief Executive Officer (CEO) of Jollibee Foods Corporation, is the latest former Chairperson of the Ateneo de Manila University Board of Trustees.[2] One can even find his name, along with his wife’s, gracing a first-floor exhibit hall of the Ateneo Art Gallery, found inside the university’s so-called creative hub, the Arete. In the months before the start of the first semester of S.Y. 2018-2019, Tanmiantong’s adorable, marketing-committee-approved buddy in white gloves and a chef’s hat took a trip to the then-newly inaugurated art gallery for a photo-op. The mascot then posed with several installments and paintings, a couple of which depicted farmers and workers.

According to the Department of Labor and Employment (DOLE), JFC is one of the most notorious businesses with regards to the perpetuation of the practice of contractualization.[3] Contractual workers are, according to law, not employed by– and, therefore, not the responsibility of– the company they provide labor to. Because of this, these workers do not receive benefits or compensation, are often subject to abusive working conditions, and are vulnerable to the shameless practice of mass termination. No doubt, the Public Relations stunt with the Ateneo Art Gallery was ill-timed; right at the height of protests against the corporation, in the midst of its non-compliance with the DOLE’s order to regularize upwards of 6,000 of its workers– there was Jollibee: tone-deaf and taking pictures to post on his Facebook profile, The Atenean Way.

Ironically, as the statement by Ateneo’s School of Humanities Sanggunian (which condemned the incident) pointed out, perhaps even the person inside that oversized blinking head of the Jollibee mascot was a contractual worker, posing in a space that he might never have been able to enter without the cartoon-bee-mask of his exploitation.[4] Surely, it does not matter whether or not the institutional faux pas was an intentional case of art-washing. At least, it should not. Is there such a thing as art for art for art’s sake?

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There is this poem entitled “The Doomed” written by Mikael De Lara Co. A friend of mine recommended it to me once after a workshop session because my piece, he said, reminded him of it. I do not think my friend meant to insult me. Unless he did.

“The Doomed” is a poem about writing a poem, wherein the poet-persona is aware that, while he is writing poems about lilies, there is violence somewhere, which he is both physically and socially detached from. This violence is manifest into the shooting of Liberal Party supporter and candidate, Hamira Agcong, in 2010, as well as the infamous Ampatuan Massacre that occurred in 2009, where 58 people were kidnapped and killed.

Where do poems fall under in the realm of social praxis (if at all)? “The Doomed” ends with the lines “I want to find beauty in suffering. / I want to fail.” Yet, the poem’s aestheticization of the murders via tone and imagery is blatant. The declarative rejection of an ideal like beauty or portraying beauty betrays the poet’s pretentiousness in what can only be his underlying conservativity. There is no attempt to avoid it. With lines like “You sit at your desk / to write a poem about lilies and a clip of 9mm’s / is emptied into the chest of a mother…” and “… a backhoe in Ampatuan crushes the spines of 57 / – I am trying to find another word for bodies”, it sounds as though these killings are more poetic material than actual, politically motivated deaths. Tell me, is the reader to blame for reading what is on the page? Mikael De Lara Co fails in failing, making the poem and its project a useless endeavor.

Despite the pointedly crafted grief into the persona’s voice, “The Doomed” does nothing to grieve the circumstances which brings about its dramatic situation. Why are people “doomed”, if not for the bureaucrat capitalists that viciously plot to stay in power? Could the poet not have addressed that, instead of weeping about his writing process? I do not believe that the poem would have failed that, at least, because all language inevitably fails in the face of social reality. That would be lazy, if it were not bullshit.

But I suppose that is why “The Doomed” fails, most of all: The poet believes it is fine to write speeches for a leader who allowed farmers and indigenous people to be harassed, as long as they could be tagged as members of the New People’s Army, the armed faction of the Communist Party of the Philippines. A text speaks, though the words are not on the page. So, the poet dooms.

Mikael De Lara Co has won many awards for his writing and translations, including the prestige-inducing Don Carlos Palanca Award for Literature. He graduated BS Environmental Science from Ateneo de Manila University, where he was once an editor of Heights, the school’s official literary publication. He has been published in many other magazines, literary journals, and the like, where his author’s notes proudly indicate all these accomplishments and more, such as having, himself, worked for the Liberal Party and once been a member of the former President Benigno Aquino III’s staff under the Presidential Communications Operations Office. Ergo, ghostwriter, alongside a number of other Ateneans who were also once part of Heights.

“Noynoy Aquino was a fascist” is a phrase that does not get said often enough. The Aquino administration, with its neoliberal policies the color of dehydrated piss, is credited with the starving thousands of farmers to death. Unsurprising, I suppose, for a family of landlords to inherit a disdain for the very hands that feed them. Corazon Cojuanco Aquino passed the Comprehensive Agrarian Reform Program (CARP) during her regime, and her son amended it with an extension and reforms (CARPer), making it even easier for land owners not to have to redistribute their lands at all.

For all its “Kayo ang boss ko” and “Daang Matuwid” pandering, the Aquino administration did not skimp on its counterinsurgency program, Oplan Bayanihan, which heavily drew from the U.S. Counterinsurgency Guide.[5] Here, it was farmers and Lumad, some of the most vulnerable sectors of Philippine society, that were tagged as rebels, terrorists, communists, etc., simply for knowing and standing for their rights, as the government failed to decimate actual armed revolutionaries in the countryside.

The massacre that took place under the Aquino administration occurred in Kidapawan, Cotabato on April 1, 2016. According to reports, among the group of 6,000 protesters that was mainly composed of farmers and activists, 116 were injured, 87 went missing, and 3 were killed.[6] Perhaps the lilies in “The Doomed” were a metaphor for De Lara Co’s beloved Noynoy.

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Speaking of Ateneo: For an institution that makes yearly claims to combat historical revisionism and uphold the memory of the victims of human rights violations under the Martial Law era, this university loves to slurp on major Marcos ass. In 2014, President Fr. Jose Ramon Villarin, SJ drew flack for having rubbed elbows with the iron butterfly herself, Imelda Marcos, at an Ateneo scholars’ benefactors’ event.[7] The mere thought of Imelda posing as a charitable, bloated cockroach in a wig that feasts on all that is lavish and garish, while the university welcomes her to do so is nearly comical. I imagine the blood.

In 2019, a similar incident ensued[8], this time with Imelda’s daughter, Irene, whose art connoisseur lifestyle she lives second-hand. It was during the inauguration of the Arete’s amphitheater, named after Ignacio B. Jimenez, a crony of the corrupt family themselves.[9] Community backlash forced the building’s executive director, Yael Buencamino, to resign and for University President, Fr. Jose Ramon Villarin, SJ to issue a statement in response to the instance.

Yet, despite the triumph of Ateneans in demanding accountability for having the Marcoses at our literal and metaphorical dining table, there are also the Camposes, the Consunjis, the Lorenzos, and other local elite whose hands are stained with generational blood, that have established their presence in the campus with no near hopes of showing them out. Students could also be as loud as they pleased about the violations on workers’, farmers’, and national minorities’ rights that these families are frequently attached to, with only the answer of a warning that school organizations may lose sponsorship opportunities. What else can we expect? Of course, the names that line the halls that one studies in are the limits of academic freedom.

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A few semesters ago, I wrote a poem to be workshopped by my co-English staffers in Heights as part of our membership retention requirements. It was not a good poem, I know. It was about my experience of integrating with the striking workers of Sumifru, a multinational Japanese company that produces fruit, whose union was called NAMASUFA (Nagkahiusang Mamumuo sa Suyapa Farm). After struggling to get word out of their plight and facing violent dispersals and harassment, 200 workers came all the way from Compostela Valley to Metro Manila via boat and plane, despite the difficulties of travel due to the imposition of Martial Law throughout Mindanao. Their objective was to pressure the DOLE and its Secretary, Silvestre Bello III, into action; that is, to be firm in enforcing Sumifru’s compliance to regularize their workers, which the company refused to do even though the DOLE had legally recognized them as their workers’ employer. The workers set up camp in various places, such as Mendiola, Liwasang Bonifacio, and beside the Commission on Human Rights inside the University of the Philippines Diliman campus, and often welcomed students who came to learn about their cause.

During the workshop, the discussion began with a silence and an awkward laugh. Political realism was how my poem was diagnosed, for obvious reasons. However, the main critique that I remember was that my use of language– the words multinational corporation and bureaucrat capitalists, in particular– did not induce the feeling of the struggle that the workers went through. It was not the language workers used or would use. I refuted this claim, saying I had talked to the workers. That this is exactly what they say. No, it is not poetic. It is real.

I agree, though, with the verdict that my poem was not good, if the basis were form. I agree because I do not think poems need to be good to say what is needed. If the basis were factors other than form, I still do not think the poem is good. I mean, either way, it does not change the fact that, ultimately, I only wrote a poem for a workshop, despite any intention of bringing awareness to NAMASUFA. Is a poem going to save them their jobs? Does that make a difference? Did it make a difference?

The Sumifru workers returned to Mindanao last July, 2019. I have left Heights as well.

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Within the Ateneo campus, a tarpaulin overlooks the red brick road that the entire Loyola Schools population traverses. The sign merits a purposeful, impossible-to-miss position on the old Rizal Library building, immortalizing the critique: “We find the Ateneo today irrelevant to the Philippine situation because it can do no more than to service the power elite.” Nothing could be more fitting, in my opinion. The Ateneo de Manila University’s commitment to performativity deserves to be blasted in our faces, if at least once a day.

This declaration was taken from the “Down from the Hill” manifesto published by The Guidon in November of 1968. The manifesto was written by a group of five students, namely Jose Luis Alcuaz, Gerardo Esguerra, Emmanuel Lacaba, Leonardo Montemayor and Alfredo Salanga, all of whom actively campaigned for an anti-imperialist orientation to nationalism.

I want to talk about Eman Lacaba. Throughout the Marcos regime, he was a student activist– a radical, so to speak, as disapproving administrative bodies might now label him. Presently, he is known for being a poet, revolutionary, guerilla, and a martyr during the Martial Law era. One of his most often discussed poems is “An Open Letter to Filipino Artists”, a piece that finds itself into syllabi like a de-fanged snake. The poem is a detailing of his experience as a cadre of the New People’s Army; the provinces he visits, his process of proletarianizing from a burgis boy to a communist rebel, and so forth. The epigraph of the work, a quote from Ho Chi Minh, affirms his praxis– “A poet must learn how to lead an attack.” The poem is the revolution that Lacaba takes up arms for. I guess now that he is dead, Ateneans can wholeheartedly claim him as one of their own.

After the Martial Law era, Ateneo decided to create a body dedicated to the integration of its students with various disenfranchised sectors of society, as encouragement for their middle to upper-middle class youth to become more socially aware and active. The Office of Social Concern and Involvement (OSCI) is the current iteration of this. Their programs, from first year to fourth, require students to be socially involved enough to pass their Theology units. Commendable, no? Still. You can almost get sanctioned for so much as lighting candles for state-murdered farmers on the sidewalk by the gates outside of campus if it is not an Office of Student Activities-approved event– something I learned the hard way. I was not aware that bureaucracy was a key principle in Catholic Social Teaching.

So, does this mean the opposite of active non-violence is that which is inactively violent? The areas that OSCI allows their students to immerse in are carefully chosen, the interactions are prepared for in advance. In fact, they do not want to use the term “immerse” lest they be misconstrued with the damn leftists that climb mountains and “brainwash” unsuspecting poor people. You know, the ones that dare challenge the status-quo? Ateneo, or at the very least, its administration, will recognize the necessity of political action, but only to a certain extent. Nothing like Eman, the warrior-poet, whose militance is much too red to aestheticize.

The contradiction between what is said (marketed, poeticized, apologized for, etc.) and what is done should be scrutinized, instead of convincing ourselves that our interests are not merely our own. The dominant culture of a society will expose who supports those who hold political and economic power.

[1] Cigaral (List: Brands operated by Jollibee Foods Corp.)

[2] (Leadership)

[3] Patinio (Jollibee tops list of firms engaged in labor-only contracting: DOLE)

[4] SOH Sanggunian (The Statement of the SOH Sanggunian on Jollibee's PR Stunt)

[5] Karapatan (OPLAN BAYANIHAN For Beginners)

[6] Caparas (WITH VIDEOS: 3 dead, 87 missing, 116 hurt as police fire on Cotabato human barricade)

[7] Francisco (Ateneo de Manila 'sorry' over Imelda's visit)

[8] Paris (Irene Marcos was invited to Ateneo, and students are up in arms)

[9] Rappler.com (Ateneo hit for art ampitheater named after Marcos 'dummy')

Works Cited

Caparas, Jeff. “WITH VIDEOS: 3 Dead, 87 Missing, 116 Hurt as Police Fire on Cotabato Human Barricade.” InterAksyon.com, 1 Apr. 2016, web.archive.org/web/20160402013745/interaksyon.com/article/125901/breaking--security-forces-open-fire-on-cotabato-human-barricade.

Cigaral, Ian Nicolas. “List: Brands Operated by Jollibee Foods Corp.” Philstar.com, The Philippine Star, 24 July 2019, www.philstar.com/business/2019/07/24/1937490/list-brands-operated-jollibee-foods-corp.

Francisco, Katerina. “Ateneo De Manila 'Sorry' over Imelda's Visit.” Rappler, 6 July 2014, www.rappler.com/nation/62549-ateneo-manila-imelda-marcos-apology.

Karapatan (Alliance for the Advancement of People’s Rights). OPLAN BAYANIHAN For Beginners, Karapatan, 2011.

“Leadership.” Leadership | Ateneo Global, global.ateneo.edu/about/leadership.

Paris, Janella. “Irene Marcos Was Invited to Ateneo, and Students Are up in Arms.” Rappler, 8 Apr. 2019, www.rappler.com/nation/227702-irene-marcos-invited-to-ateneo-students-protest-april-2019.

Patinio, Ferdinand. “Jollibee Tops List of Firms Engaged in Labor-Only Contracting: DOLE.” Philippine News Agency RSS, Philippine News Agency, 28 May 2018, www.pna.gov.ph/articles/1036679.

Rappler.com. “Ateneo Hit for Art Ampitheater Named after Marcos 'Dummy'.” Rappler, 21 Apr. 2019, www.rappler.com/nation/228633-ateneo-ignacio-gimenez-ampitheater-marcos-dummy.

“SOH Sanggunian.” SOH Sanggunian - The Statement of the SOH Sanggunian on..., 2 July 2018, www.facebook.com/sohsanggu/photos/a.157891440898864/1893103380710986/?type=3.

#mine #nonfic #essay

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yawningpolarbear · 4 years

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Can’t sleep

Aww my brothers are so cute. So earlier my 13y/o bro was doing this homework thingy. I think it’s for their arts subject. He fell asleep tho cos I get it, 7am-5pm class sucks. Hahaha! So seeing that I got nothing to do and he did ask me for that favor earlier. I finished it for him. I had to stay up cos my other brother was coming home from fetching his gf from the airport. They’re planning to stay here for the night and I have to stay awake so I can open the door for them. Figured I just binge watch B99 while I finish the homework. Not really good at color schemes cos I’m not good at arts, sad :( He woke up from his sleep and asked me about his homework. Told him it’s done. And he said ‘thanks, labyu’. Maybe it’s the grogginess from the sleep but it’s still sweet. I can be a sensitive ate sometimes hehe. Haven’t heard it since I was still the one changing his diapers and taking him to bath lol. I know boys aren’t really affectionate especially when they hit the puberty stage. They care more about girls and cool stuff. Hmp. Ok enough drama ren haha. I got hungry so I went down to look for food and found this cute drawings of my 5-year old baby brother. Soo adorable. Hope he stays as a baby. But nah, boys grow and mature slow lol hahaha. Tho seriously, I’ll just cherish my baby brother while he’s still sweet. Once he reach his teen years, he’ll be just like ir. So my brother PMed me. And I found out he and his gf won’t be home till the morning cos apparently there are no more trips in pitx. 24hrs terminal??? Haha ph transpo suckkss. I can fetch them but my parents won’t let me drive any of the cars here because of my little exhibition a few months ago. I almost ran over a goat and I still feel bad for it. But hey, I’m no longer reckless. Maybe when it comes to love?? Lol jk. But when it comes to road safety, I’ve changed and improved hehehe.

I guess what I’m saying is I love my brothers. Even if I’m not really open about my affection. And I can’t sleep so I guess I’ll just write about it. It’s not everytime that I feel emotional and dramatic over things. Maybe when I read this in the future, I’ll cringe or laugh at it. I don’t know hahaha

Good night, world. Or rather good morning, minna. Zzz

#im such a baby hahaha #meandmysides #personal

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davidshawnsown · 5 years

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MESSAGE IN ANTICIPATION OF THE 74TH YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF THE JAPANESE DECLARATION OF UNCONDITIONAL SURRENDER TO THE ALLIES AND THE CONCLUSION OF HOSTILITIES IN THE ASIA-PACIFIC THEATERS OF OPERATIONS

Ladies and gentlemen, to all the people of the United States of America and Canada and of the other combatant countries which formed the victorious Allies of the Second World War, to all our living veterans of the Second World War of 1939-1945 and of all conflicts past and present and their families, to our veterans, active servicemen and women and reservists of the entire United States Armed Forces and the Canadian Armed Forces, to all the immediate families, relatives, children and grandchildren of the deceased veterans, fallen service personnel and wounded personnel of our military services and civil uniformed security and civil defense services, to all our workers, farmers and intellectuals, to our youth and personnel serving in youth uniformed organizations, youth interest and hobby groups, youth sports and cadet organizations and all our athletes, coaches, judges, sports trainers and sports officials, and to all our sports fans, to all our workers of culture, music, traditional arts and the theatrical arts, radio, television, digital media and social media, cinema, heavy and light industry, business and the press, and to all our people of the free world:

For it was on this day in in 1937 the Nationalist Chinese Air Force came victorious in the first aerial battle of the 2nd Sino-Japanese War and of the 2nd World War as a whole after bringing down 6 Imperial Japanese Navy bombers.

It was on this day in in 1941 the Atlantic Charter aiming for preparing for the events after the Second World War, was signed, just paving to way for the later creation of NATO in 1949.

It was on this day in 1945 when the people of Vietnam, urged by the Viet Minh, began to plan for a series of general protest actions and the creation of a national government for the country by beginning to occupy public buildings under Japanese pressure, clearing the way for a national revolution of independence against both Japan and France that would begin in days’ time just as the war was about to close.

It was on this day in 1947 when the independence of the Islamic Republic of Pakistan was declared and on this day in 1959 the National Football League was officially founded.

But most of all, we, the millions of people of the world, await today the dawn of the 15th of August, paying vigil on the eve of the day 74 years ago when Emperor Hirohito of Japan declared his country’s acceptance of the Allied demands of unconditional surrender and thus formally ended all hostilities of the Second World War in the Pacific and China-Burma-India Theaters of Operations between the Allies and the Empire of Japan on the 15th of August 1945, days after the twin American atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki, as well as the declaration of war by the Soviet Union against the Empire of Japan forced his hand to officially conclude the long conflict after almost 6 years.

The day of the long awaited end of hostilities of this memorable war that 70 years ago began with the invasion of Poland is about to come upon us, the day of remembrance of the conclusion of a long and painful war that forever changed the history of the human race. It is on this day that we remember as one people the millions of military and civilian dead of the Allied Powers who won this long conflict at all costs, in both conventional and unconventional operations in every terrain, in land, air and sea and with the assistance of the workers of the home front and the people of the entertainment industry who helped support those in the frontline. As we await the coming of the 15th of August, we celebrate the memory of the millions of those who fought the war from the start to its conclusion and helped bring total defeat to the Axis aggressor in Europe, northern Africa and the Asia-Pacific, as well as the civilian fallen and all those in the home front who helped bring the final victory thru their hard work and determination in supporting the millions in the battlefield, as well as the young people as well whose small contributions also made their mark in the definite defeat of the Axis Powers.

These, the millions of war dead, military and civilian, in these 6 years of a long war against international fascism and totalitarianism that was threatening the future of the human race, are who what we honor today. They, who endured the sufferning of concertration camps and labor camps, who suffered in the ruined cities and the countryside, who perished in the fields of battle, and whose memories remain in every generation who forever honor their sacrifices, are the very reason why the Allied Powers, at every cost, up to the moment of the firing of the last bullet, fought off the determined Axis aggresors who very aim is to destroy the peace and progress of humanity and the future of our planet. These are the very heroes who deserve to be honored by every generation today and for generations to come.

As we await the dawning of the day of the 74th anniversary of the termination of hostilities of the Second World War in the Asia-Pacifc, may the legacy left behind by the victorious men and women of the Allied forces be remembered all the more today and for all generations to come!

ETERNAL GLORY TO THE MLLIONS OF THE FALLEN AND THE HEROES AND VETERANS OF THE SECOND WORLD WAR IN EUROPE AND THE PACIFIC FROM 1939-1945, WHOSE LEGACY WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN BY ALL THE GENERATIONS TO COME!

ETERNAL GLORY TO ALL THOSE WHO GAVE THE ULTIMATE SACRIFICE FOR THE FREEDOM AND INDEPENDENCE OF OUR WORLD AGAINST FASCISM, NAZISM AND IMPERIALISM IN THE FIELDS OF BATTLE, THE CONCENTRATION CAMPS, AND IN THE HOME FRONT!

LONG LIVE THE VICTORIOUS MEN AND WOMEN IN THE SERVICE OF THE ALLIES OF THE SECOND WORLD WAR IN EUROPE, NORTHERN AFRICA AND THE ASIA-PACIFIC!

LONG LIVE ALL THE ALLIED MILITARY VETERANS OF THE SECOND WORLD WAR!

LONG LIVE THE INVINCIBLE AND FOREVER VICTORIOUS PEOPLE OF THE FREE WORLD AND ALL OUR SERVING ACTIVE AND RESERVE SERVICEMEN AND WOMEN AND VETERANS OF THE ARMED SERVICES OF ALL THE COMBATANT ALLIED COUNTRIES THAT HELPED WIN THIS GREAT WAR AGAINST FASCISM, NAZISM AND IMPERIALISM, AS WELL AS ALL OUR ACTIVE AND RESERVE SERVICE PERSONNEL, CIVILIAN EMPLOYEES AND VETERANS OF THE POLICE, FIREFIGHTING, FORESTRY, BORDER CONTROL, CUSTOMS AND RESCUE SERVICES AS WELL AS OUR YOUTH OF TODAY AND THE CHILDREN OF OUR TOMORROW WHO WILL CARRY ON THE LEGACY OF ALL THOSE WHO HAVE GONE BEFORE THEM, ESPECIALLY TO THE MILLIONS OF MEN AND WOMEN WHO TOOK PART IN THIS GREAT WORLD WAR!

LONG LIVE THE GLORIOUS 74TH YEAR ANNIVERSARY OF THE END OF THE SECOND WORLD WAR IN THE PACIFIC THEATER OF OPERATIONS AND THE GREAT VICTORY OVER THE FORCES OF THE EMPIRE OF JAPAN AND THE AXIS POWERS!

GLORY TO THE ARMED FORCES OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA, CANADA, THE UNITED KINGDOM OF GREAT BRITAIN AND NORTHERN IRELAND AND FRANCE, TOGETHER WITH THE ARMED SERVICES OF THE OTHER VICTORIOUS COMBATANT COUNTRIES OF THE ALLIED POWERS, GUARDIAN DEFENDERS OF OUR DEMOCRATIC WAY OF LIFE, OUR FREEDOM AND OUR LIBERTY AND GUARANTEE OF A FUTURE WORTHY OF OUR GENERATIONS TO COME!

TO THE PEOPLE OF THE UNITED STATES OF AMERICA AND CANADA AND TO PEOPLE ALL OVER THE WORLD, A VERY HAPPY 74TH ANNIVERSARY OF THE TERMINATION OF HOSTILTIES OF THE SECOND WORLD WAR IN THE ASIA-PACIFIC AND VICTORY OVER JAPAN DAY!

And may I repeat the immortal words of the Polish National Anthem:

Poland has not yet perished, so long as we still live!

CURRAHEE! AIR ASSAULT! ARMY STRONG! SEMPER FI!

Ooooooooooooooooooraaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!!!!

1800, August 14, 2019, the 243rd year of the United States of America, the 244th year of the United States Army, Navy and Marine Corps, the 125th of the International Olympic Committee, the 123rd of the Olympic Games, the 101st since the conclusion of the First World War, the 80th of the beginning of the Second World War in Europe, the 78th since the beginning of the Second World War in the Eastern Front and in the Pacific Theater, the 74th since the battles of Iwo Jima and Okinawa and the victories in Europe and the Pacific, the 72nd of the United States Armed Forces and the 52nd of the modern Canadian Armed Forces.

Semper Fortis

JOHN EMMANUEL RAMOS-HENDERSON

Makati City, PH

(Requiem for a Soldier) (Honor by Hans Zimmer)

(Slavsya from Mikhail Glinka’s A Life for the Tsar)

(Victory Day by Lev Leshenko)

(Last Post) (Taps) (Rendering Honors)

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