Tuesday, January 31, 2012
Lamento cubano de Eliseo Grenet por Toña La Negra
Cuentan que esta canción fué interpretada por Esther Borja en una "actividad" donde se encontraba el tirano.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Sunday, January 29, 2012
Carta de una mujer canadiense a su periódico local. Email original
One Pissed off Canadian Housewife
This is very good PLEASE read....
Thought you might like to read this letter
to the editor. Ever notice how some people
just seem to know how to write a letter?
This one surely does!
This was written by a Canadian woman, but oh how it also applies to the U.S.A. , U.K. And Australia.
THIS ONE PACKS A FIRM PUNCH
Written by a housewife in New Brunswick , to
her local newspaper. This is one ticked off lady...
"Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was
it or was it not, started by Islamic people who
brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001
and have continually threatened to do so since?
Were people from all over the world, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan , across the Potomac from the capitol of the USA and in a field in Pennsylvania ?
Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they?
And I'm supposed to care that a few Taliban were
claiming to be tortured by a justice system of a
nation they are fighting against in a brutal Insurgency.
I'll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the Middle East, start caring about the Holy Bible, the mere belief of which, is a crime punishable by beheading in Afghanistan.
I'll care when these thugs tell the world they are
sorry for hacking off Nick Berg's head, while Berg
screamed through his gurgling slashed throat.
I'll care when the cowardly so-called 'insurgents'
in Afghanistan , come out and fight like men,
instead of disrespecting their own religion by
hiding in Mosques and behind women and children.
I'll care when the mindless zealots who blow
themselves up in search of Nirvana, care about the innocent children within range of their suicide Bombs..
I'll care when the Canadian media stops pretending that their freedom of Speech on stories, is more important than the lives of the soldiers on the ground or their families waiting
at home, to hear about them when something happens.
In the meantime, when I hear a story about a
CANADIAN soldier roughing up an Insurgent
terrorist to obtain information, know this:
I don't care.
When I see a wounded terrorist get shot in the
head when he is told not to move because he
might be booby-trapped, you can take it to the bank:
I don't care. Shoot him again.
When I hear that a prisoner, who was issued a Koran and a prayer mat, and fed 'special' food, that is paid for by my tax dollars, is complaining that his holy book is being 'mishandled,' you can absolutely believe, in your heart of hearts:
I don't care.
And oh, by the way, I've noticed that sometimes
it's spelled 'Koran' and other times 'Quran.'
Well, Jimmy Crack Corn you guessed it.
I don't care!
If you agree with this viewpoint, pass this on to
all your E-mail Friends. Sooner or later, it'll get to
the people responsible for this ridiculous behavior!
If you don't agree, then by all means hit the delete
button. Should you choose the latter, then please don't complain when more atrocities committed by radical Muslims happen here in our great Country! And may I add:
Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering, if during their life on earth, they made a difference in the world. But, the Soldiers don't have that problem.
I have another quote that I would like to
share AND... I hope you forward All this.
One last thought for the day:
Only five defining forces have ever offered to die for you:
1. Jesus Christ.
2. The British Soldier.
3. The Canadian Soldier.
4. The US Soldier, and
5. The Australian Soldier.
One died for your soul, the other four, for you and your children's Freedom.
This is very good PLEASE read....
Thought you might like to read this letter
to the editor. Ever notice how some people
just seem to know how to write a letter?
This one surely does!
This was written by a Canadian woman, but oh how it also applies to the U.S.A. , U.K. And Australia.
THIS ONE PACKS A FIRM PUNCH
Written by a housewife in New Brunswick , to
her local newspaper. This is one ticked off lady...
"Are we fighting a war on terror or aren't we? Was
it or was it not, started by Islamic people who
brought it to our shores on September 11, 2001
and have continually threatened to do so since?
Were people from all over the world, not brutally murdered that day, in downtown Manhattan , across the Potomac from the capitol of the USA and in a field in Pennsylvania ?
Did nearly three thousand men, women and children die a horrible, burning or crushing death that day, or didn't they?
And I'm supposed to care that a few Taliban were
claiming to be tortured by a justice system of a
nation they are fighting against in a brutal Insurgency.
I'll care about the Koran when the fanatics in the Middle East, start caring about the Holy Bible, the mere belief of which, is a crime punishable by beheading in Afghanistan.
I'll care when these thugs tell the world they are
sorry for hacking off Nick Berg's head, while Berg
screamed through his gurgling slashed throat.
I'll care when the cowardly so-called 'insurgents'
in Afghanistan , come out and fight like men,
instead of disrespecting their own religion by
hiding in Mosques and behind women and children.
I'll care when the mindless zealots who blow
themselves up in search of Nirvana, care about the innocent children within range of their suicide Bombs..
I'll care when the Canadian media stops pretending that their freedom of Speech on stories, is more important than the lives of the soldiers on the ground or their families waiting
at home, to hear about them when something happens.
In the meantime, when I hear a story about a
CANADIAN soldier roughing up an Insurgent
terrorist to obtain information, know this:
I don't care.
When I see a wounded terrorist get shot in the
head when he is told not to move because he
might be booby-trapped, you can take it to the bank:
I don't care. Shoot him again.
When I hear that a prisoner, who was issued a Koran and a prayer mat, and fed 'special' food, that is paid for by my tax dollars, is complaining that his holy book is being 'mishandled,' you can absolutely believe, in your heart of hearts:
I don't care.
And oh, by the way, I've noticed that sometimes
it's spelled 'Koran' and other times 'Quran.'
Well, Jimmy Crack Corn you guessed it.
I don't care!
If you agree with this viewpoint, pass this on to
all your E-mail Friends. Sooner or later, it'll get to
the people responsible for this ridiculous behavior!
If you don't agree, then by all means hit the delete
button. Should you choose the latter, then please don't complain when more atrocities committed by radical Muslims happen here in our great Country! And may I add:
Some people spend an entire lifetime wondering, if during their life on earth, they made a difference in the world. But, the Soldiers don't have that problem.
I have another quote that I would like to
share AND... I hope you forward All this.
One last thought for the day:
Only five defining forces have ever offered to die for you:
1. Jesus Christ.
2. The British Soldier.
3. The Canadian Soldier.
4. The US Soldier, and
5. The Australian Soldier.
One died for your soul, the other four, for you and your children's Freedom.
Friday, January 27, 2012
Breve Historia de los impuestos y el IRS en Estados Unidos
En julio de 1862, durante la Guerra Civil el Presidente Lincoln y El Congreso, crearon la oficina de Commissioner of Internal Revenue y promulgaron un impuesto sobre la renta para pagar los gastos de guerra. La figura del Comisionado subsiste todavía hoy como máximo responsable del Internal Revenue Service.
Ya en el año 1918, la Bureau of Internal Revenue comenzó a utilizar la denominación de "Internal Revenue Service" en un formulario de impuestos. El cambio de nombre se formalizó en 1953 por decisión del Departamento del Tesoro. Actualmente, el comisionado del IRS y Consejo principal de Asesores son elegidos por el Presidente y confirmados por el Senado de los Estados Unidos.
IRS
IRS, Wikipedia
IRS, opinión "extraoficial"
Ya en el año 1918, la Bureau of Internal Revenue comenzó a utilizar la denominación de "Internal Revenue Service" en un formulario de impuestos. El cambio de nombre se formalizó en 1953 por decisión del Departamento del Tesoro. Actualmente, el comisionado del IRS y Consejo principal de Asesores son elegidos por el Presidente y confirmados por el Senado de los Estados Unidos.
IRS
IRS, Wikipedia
IRS, opinión "extraoficial"
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Fotos de New York III
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Descansa en paz mi herma
Mi mejor amigo que quizás nunca supo que era mi hermano,
ha muerto
Un año más joven que yo y cien años más vivo...
ha muerto
¿Acaso la muerte es vida y la vida es muerte?
¿Pero es que nunca veré su cara?
Nunca más su risa acariciará condescendiente mi torpeza
Mi mejor amigo al que nunca le mostré el lado izquierdo
de mi corazón abierto
ha muerto
Un año más joven y un día más despierto...
ha muerto
¿Acaso este mundo es mundo de entresuelos y puertos?
¿Acaso este mundo es mundo de pagar, olvidar, de irse, regresar?
Mi amigo ha muerto y el dolor es alimento.
Mi mejor amigo ha muerto,
un año más joven que yo y cien años más despierto
ha muerto
Nunca más su risa diamantina
acariciará mi carbónica torpeza
Su dolor no lo siento, se rajó la vena
se paró el torrente y su mirada
se cristalizó de repente
Retornará ingrávido y risueño
como flor sin invierno,
para darle un abrazo
y el lado izquierdo
de mi corazón abierto
mostrarle, aún
cuando debí hacerlo
hace mucho tiempo
(Al Guille)
ha muerto
Un año más joven que yo y cien años más vivo...
ha muerto
¿Acaso la muerte es vida y la vida es muerte?
¿Pero es que nunca veré su cara?
Nunca más su risa acariciará condescendiente mi torpeza
Mi mejor amigo al que nunca le mostré el lado izquierdo
de mi corazón abierto
ha muerto
Un año más joven y un día más despierto...
ha muerto
¿Acaso este mundo es mundo de entresuelos y puertos?
¿Acaso este mundo es mundo de pagar, olvidar, de irse, regresar?
Mi amigo ha muerto y el dolor es alimento.
Mi mejor amigo ha muerto,
un año más joven que yo y cien años más despierto
ha muerto
Nunca más su risa diamantina
acariciará mi carbónica torpeza
Su dolor no lo siento, se rajó la vena
se paró el torrente y su mirada
se cristalizó de repente
Retornará ingrávido y risueño
como flor sin invierno,
para darle un abrazo
y el lado izquierdo
de mi corazón abierto
mostrarle, aún
cuando debí hacerlo
hace mucho tiempo
(Al Guille)
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