Thursday, October 28, 2010

Re: Loreley blogging - MARK TWAIN in New Zealand

These really are your fortay,phortie, fortaye........what your good at !!!!


Latin  Etymology - From the ablative of fors ("chance, luck").

Traditionally pronounced by purists with only one syllable (like fort), it comes from a French noun. Often confused in usage with forte, a two-syllable word coming from Italian. The two words are considered Heteronyms in written English only if the accent mark is dropped. Without the accent mark its proper pronunciation must be gleaned from context, often leading to mispronunciation

from the French fort for "strength", originally pronounced /ˈfɔrt/ but now commonly, but incorrectly, /ˈfɔrteɪ/ in English

  1. the strongest part of the blade of a sword, between the middle and the hilt
  2. a thing that a person does particularly well; special accomplishment or strong point

what.. you mean I am a good writer?   You can't possibly mean that, right?

You mean I am good at traveling and blathering about trains and other boring stuff.

Don't make me into Samuel Langhorne Clemens

In 1895 at the age of 59 Mark Twain
began a world tour. On Aug. 6, 1895, Twain left Montana. The tour would take them to the Fiji Islands, Australia, New Zealand, India, Sri Lanka, and South America. His journey had lasted one year and one day. Mark Twain's world lecture tour of 1895-96 was a necessity because of his accumulated debts from failed investments. Twain sailed around the world on a lecture tour that took him across the U.S. to Canada, the Sandwich Islands, New Zealand, Australia, India and South Africa before completing the tour in England. This whirlwind tour not only got him out of debt but it also resulted in his last travel book, Following the Equator.

Here is the full text (the new zealand part)

A much more amusing version is the radio new zealand audio

The Trouble Begins at Eight

A four-part documentary series on American author Mark Twain's 1895 lecture tour of New Zealand.

The Trouble Begins At Eight - episode one
   Mark Twain braved sinking ships, angry dogs and rabid reviewers to bring his lucrative lecture tour to New Zealand. But neither the funny man's reasons for coming nor his time here were much of a laughing matter. Why did the supposedly wealthy writer of Huckleberry Finn have to travel so far from home to make a buck? (duration: 14′07″)

The Trouble Begins At Eight - episode two
   The tyranny of distance didn't stop American writer Mark Twain from visiting New Zealand in 1895. He had lectured to packed houses all over the world, but only here were dogs allowed to attend. And some of what passed for hospitality in this country very nearly prevented him from ever leaving again. (duration: 14′16″)

The Trouble Begins At Eight - episode three
   Not knowing what he was talking about never stopped Mark Twain. He opened fire on racism and sexism wherever he thought he found it. It's fair to say that while he was here in New Zealand, he had plenty to say about us. And some of it was even true. (duration: 14′22″)

The Trouble Begins At Eight - episode four
   For Mark Twain, talking wasn't just a pleasure; it was a moral imperative, and a necessary financial boon. He was, of course, a renowned wit and raconteur. But it's what he didn';t say about New Zealand that got us all hot under the collar. (duration: 13′33″)

The Trouble Begins at Eight was produced by Justin Gregory for Radio New Zealand National.
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Loreley blogging

It is almost ten pm and i am sitting in a railway carriage zooming past illuminated german castles and river-bends along the mighty Rhine river.
There is another passenger train on the opposite shore, travelling at the same speed as us, as we are overtaking cars and shipping. A brilliant clear full-moon-night outside, and hundreds of mute passengers inside. In the bistro carriage hot soup, full meals, wine and cold beer can be bought at reasonable prices. An ownerless newspaper was spotted. The corporate-whore BILD AM SONNTAG was predictably full of huamn interest stories that are designed to increase desires and news about hollow celebrities to bind people to an artificial reality, meticulously avoiding participation in the real societies decisions.
That, and advertisement is 99 per cent of that doctrinal perception-management business.
The wikileaks release of the Iraq war crimes evidence got a short but fair mention on page 4, and there was a favourable article about the Nissan Leaf all-electric car, which was actually informative (under 2 euro power cost per 100 kilometres, dashboard guide to range and fast charging stations in the vicinity, 220km range, top speed 130km/h).
After a second walk through the nice old IC intercity train, a STERN magazine turned up, which had an interesting article about dinner table style and etiquette. The interviewed expert recommended the return of the "Messerbaenkchen" a knife-rest.
Childhood day's memories.
Cologne main Train Station was still busy at midnight and there was enough time for the customary photo of the ginormous cathedral.
Well travelled, my son.
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Tuesday, October 26, 2010

Shyol Tramvay No-9

electric tram film animation kiev

Shyol Tramvay No-9

Stepan Koval - The Tram Nr 9 Goes (2002)

ukraine stop motion movie

German title: Straßenbahn Nr. 9 fährt (2002)

Do you remember "Neverhood"? Well, Tram N9 uses the same technique, but for different purposes. It's also very similar to "Wallace and Gromit": both are brilliant and memorable.

Movie is finely made and incredibly funny to watch. Every minute of it is full of gags which play up the situations, very well known to employee, that uses public conveyances at rush hours.

In 2002 "Tram N9" won a grand-prix at IX International Festival of Animation "KROK", and a 1st place in nomination "Short" at XXXII Kiev International Film Festival "Molodist" ("Youth"). No wonder that the creator of a film, debutant Stepan Koval, at once has become a local celebrity, -- at "Molodist" his "Tram" was the only ukrainian work deserving of praise.

Film about how we live. Episode of our everyday life - a trip to the tram.

- Molodist International Film Festival (2002) - Audience Award
- Krok International Animated Films Festival (2002) - Grand Prix
- FIKE - Évora International Short Film Festival (2002) - Best Animation (Special Mention)
- Fantoche - International Animation Film Festival (2003) - Audience Award
- Cracow Film Festival (2003) - Silver Dragon (Best Animated Film)
- Bilbao International Festival of Documentary and Short Films (2003) - Golden Mikeldi
- Berlin International Film Festival (2003) - Silver Berlin Bear (Best Short Film)
- Athens film festival.

Runtime: 00:09:22

The Tram Nr.9 Was Going
By DaazoFilms Europe - Anime and Animation, Comedy - 09:17 - Ukraine

Stephan Koral was born in Novomoskasvkk in 1965. studied architecture at the academy of Fine Arts in Kiev from 1987 to 1993, after then he studied drama (1993-1998) at the Kiev Theatre and Film Institute. "Tramway nº 9" is his debut film, awarded at many international festivals. In 2005 he directed the animated film "Zlydn" (studio Pilot Moscow).

This is a delightful film about a tram rumbling along its route through a town. People get on, others get off. The situations are very well known for everybody who uses public conveyances at rush hours. We all can move in right direction living in peace on our planet when we show tolerance and mutual understanding…

Original title: Shyol tramvay Nº 9
Year of production:
Shooting format: stop motion
Director: Stepan Koval
Scriptwriter: Stepan Koval
D.O.P: Aleksandr Nikolayenko
Music: Igor Zhuk
Sound: Vyacheslav Yashchenko
Production Company:
Distributor: Euromed Café

Ukrainian Subtitles: english hardcoded

like Aardman Animations it is make from moulded plasticine modelling clay on metal armatures, and filmed with stop motion clay animation.

After detailed storyboarding, and set and plasticine model construction, the film is shot one frame at a time, moving the models of the characters slightly between to give the impression of movement in the final film. In common with other animation techniques, the stop motion animation. like in Wallace and Gromit may duplicate frames if there is little motion, and in action scenes sometimes multiple exposures per frame are used to produce a faux motion blur.

Clay animated films were produced in the United States as early as 1908 when Edison Manufacturing released a trick film entitled The Sculptor's Welsh Rarebit Dream. In 1916, clay animation became something of a fad, as an East Coast artist named Helena Smith Dayton and a West Coast animator named Willie Hopkins produced clay animated films on a wide range of subjects. Hopkins in particular was quite prolific, producing over fifty clay animated segments for the weekly Universal Screen Magazine. But by the 1920s, cartoon animation using either cels or the slash system was firmly established as the dominant mode of animation production. Increasingly, three-dimensional forms such as clay were driven into relative obscurity as the cel method became the preferred method for the studio cartoon.

Nevertheless, in 1921, clay animation appeared in a film called Modeling, an Out of the Inkwell film from the newly formed Fleischer Brothers studio. Modeling is one of the few known shorts using clay that was released during the 1920s. Modeling included animated clay in eight shots, a novel integration of the technique into an existing cartoon series, and one of the rare uses of clay animation in a theatrical short from the 1920s.

Pioneering the clay painting technique was one-time Vinton animator Joan Gratz, first in her Oscar-nominated film The Creation (1980), and then in her Oscar-winning Mona Lisa Descending a Staircase, filmed in 1992.

In 1972, at Marc Chinoy's Cineplast Films Studio, in Munich, Germany, André Roche created a set of clay-animated German-language-instruction films (for non-German-speaking children) called Kli-Kla-Klawitter for the Second German TV-Channel; and another one for a traffic education series, Herr Daniel paßt auf ("Mr. Daniel Pays Attention").

A variation of clay animation was developed by another Vinton animator, Craig Bartlett, for his series of "Arnold" short films (also made in the '90s), in which he not only used clay painting but sometimes built up clay images that rose off the plane of the flat support platform toward the camera lens to give a more 3-D stop-motion look to his films.

Some of the best-known clay-animated works include the Gumby series of television show segments (created by Art Clokey) and the TV commercial made for the California Raisin Advisory Board by Vinton's studio and The WB's The PJs, produced by and featuring the voice of Eddie Murphy. Clay animation has also been used in Academy Award-winning short films such as Closed Mondays (Will Vinton and Bob Gardiner, 1974), The Sand Castle (1977), Creature Comforts (Aardman, 1989), and all four Wallace & Gromit short films, created by Nick Park of Aardman Animation. Aardman also created The Presentators, a series of one-minute clay-animation short films aired on Nicktoons. Some clay animations appear online, on such sites as Newgrounds.

Several computer games have also been produced using clay animation, including The Neverhood, Clay Fighter, Platypus and Primal Rage. Television commercials have also utilized the clay animation, such as the Chevron Cars ads, produced by Aardman Studios. Besides commercials, clay animation has also been popularized in recent years by children's shows such as Bob the Builder and The Koala Brothers, as well as adult-oriented shows on Cartoon Network's Adult Swim lineup, including Robot Chicken (which uses clay animation and action figures as stop-motion puppets in conjunction) and Moral Orel. Many independent young filmmakers have used clay animation features for internet viewing.

Flushed Away is a CGI replication of clay animation.

Probably the most spectacular use of model animation for a computer game was for the Virgin Interactive Entertainment Mythos game Magic and Mayhem (1998), for which stop-motion animator and special effects expert Alan Friswell constructed over 25 monsters and mythological characters utilising both modelling clay and latex rubber, over wire and ball-and-socket skeletons. Rather than building the models in the 'cartoony' style of Wallace and Grommit, Friswell constructed the figures after the designs of Willis O'Brien, and Ray Harryhausen, to make them more compatable with the game's often violent playing tactics.

The portmanteau term "Claymation" is a registered trademark in the United States, registered by Will Vinton in 1978 to describe his clay-animated films. While the word is not considered a genericized trademark, it has become a trademark that is often used generically in the U.S. and is also a term used in the UK to refer to any animation using Plasticine or similar substance.

Clay animation can take several forms:

"Freeform" clay animation is an informal term referring to the process in which the shape of the clay changes radically as the animation progresses, such as in the work of Eliot Noyes, Jr. and Ivan Stang's animated films. Or, clay can take the form of "character" clay animation, where the clay maintains a recognizable character throughout a shot,[2] as in Art Clokey's and Will Vinton's films.

One variation of clay animation is strata-cut animation, in which a long breadlike loaf of clay, internally packed tight and loaded with varying imagery, is sliced into thin sheets, with the camera taking a frame of the end of the loaf for each cut, eventually revealing the movement of the internal images within. Pioneered in both clay and blocks of wax by German animator Oskar Fischinger during the 1920s and '30s, the technique was revivied and highly refined in the mid-'90s by David Daniels, an associate of Will Vinton, in his 16-minute short film Buzz Box.

Another clay-animation technique, one that blurs the distinction between stop motion and traditional flat animation, is called clay painting (also a variation of the direct manipulation animation process), wherein clay is placed on a flat surface and moved like wet oil paints (as on a traditional artist's canvas) to produce any style of images, but with a clay look to them.

Producing a stop-motion animation using clay is extremely laborious. Normal film runs at 24 frames per second (frame/s). With the standard practice of "doubles" or "twos" (double-framing, exposing 2 frames for each shot), 12 changes are usually made for one second of film movement. For a 30-minute movie, there would be approximately 21,600 stops to change the figures for the frames. For a full-length (90-minute) movie, there would be approximately 64,800 stops, and possibly far more if parts were shot with "singles" or "ones" (one frame exposed for each shot). Great care must be taken to ensure that the object is not altered by accident, by even slight smudges, dirt, hair, or even dust. For feature-length productions, the use of clay has generally been supplanted by rubber silicone and resin-cast components. One foam-rubber process has been coined as Foamation by Will Vinton. However, clay remains a viable animation material where a particular aesthetic is desired.

A subvariation of clay animation can be informally called "clay melting".[citation needed] Any kind of heat source can be applied on or near (or below) clay to cause it to melt while an animation camera on a time-lapse setting slowly films the process. An example of this can be seen in Vinton's early short clay-animated film Closed Mondays (coproduced by animator Bob Gardiner) at the end of the computer sequence. A similar technique was used in the climax scene of Raiders of the Lost Ark to "melt" the faces of the antagonists.

In clay animation, one of the many forms of stop-motion animation, each object is sculpted in clay or a similarly pliable material such as Plasticine, usually around a wire skeleton called an armature. As in other forms of object animation, the object is arranged on the set (background), a film frame is exposed, and the object or character is then moved slightly by hand. Another frame is taken, and the object is moved slightly again. This cycle is repeated until the animator has achieved the desired amount of film. The human mind processes the series of slightly changing, rapidly playing images as motion, hence making it appear that the object is moving by itself. To achieve the best results, a consistent shooting environment is needed to maintain the illusion of continuity. This means paying special attention to maintaining consistent lighting and object placement and working in a calm environment.

All traditional animation is produced in a similar fashion, whether done through cel animation or stop motion. Each frame, or still picture, is recorded on film or digital media and then played back in rapid succession. When played back at a frame rate greater than 10–12 frames per second, a fairly convincing illusion of continuous motion is achieved. While the playback feature creating an illusion is true of all moving images (from zoetrope to films to videogames), the techniques involved in creating CGI are generally removed from a frame-by-frame process.

Clay animation is one of many forms of stop motion animation. Each animated piece, either character or background, is "deformable" - made of a malleable substance, usually Plasticine clay.

Knetanimation Knetfigurentrick, Knetanimation oder englisch Claymation (engl. clay "Ton, Lehm", animation "Belebung", auch Clay-Motion) bezeichnet eine Animationstechnik, bei der Figuren aus Ton oder Knetgummi (Plastilin) einzelbildweise fotografiert werden. Von Bild zu Bild werden sie dabei verändert, damit im fertigen Film eine flüssige Bewegung zu sehen ist

In Deutschland animierte bereits 1973 André Roche für das Studio "Cineplast" in München die Serien "Die Wilden Männer" in der Sendung Kli-Kla-Klawitter und "Herr Daniel passt auf" für den "Deutschen Verkehrssicherheitsrat" DVR, beide Serien, die das ZDF ausstrahlte, sowie die Sprachunterricht-Serie "Sprich mit mir" für den FWU. Das Knetanimations-Computerspiel "The Neverhood" von 1996 hat auch heute noch eine große Fangemeinde. Andere Computerspiele, die Knetanimation nutzen, sind "Platypus" (2002), "Bert the Barbarian" (1999) und das noch nicht vollendete (2006) "Cletus Clay" von Squashy Software oder auch das Projekt "Dark Oberon" einiger Studenten der Karls-Universität Prag.

Auf MTV wird derzeit auch Celebrity Deathmatch ausgestrahlt, bei dem Knetfiguren, die bekannten Personen nachempfunden sind, gegeneinander antreten.


Plonsters ist eine Kinderfernsehserie, in der drei Knetfiguren (blau (in früheren Episoden grau), grün und orange) auftreten. Sie können sich selbst in jede beliebige Form verwandeln, zum Beispiel in Tiere oder Fahrzeuge. Die Plonsters sprechen ihre eigene (nicht verständliche) Sprache. Der Blaue und der Grüne versuchen den Orangen zu ärgern, der sich dann zur Wehr setzt. Jedoch einigen die drei sich am Ende immer.

Die Serie wurde vom Anima Studio für Film & Grafik GmbH in Hamburg und Bettina Matthaei für Egmont Imagination produziert.

Die Plonsters wurden unter anderem in der Sesamstraße gezeigt und sind als Video-on-Demand-Angebot auf dem Kinderportal Mobichi zu sehen.
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Saturday, October 23, 2010

(C)old germany report

The current manufactured psychological mass-hysteria in Germany is all about INTEGRATION of foreigners.
A CIA war must be in the making.
German presstitutes have no shame to repeat the words "Leitkultur" (guiding-culture) and "integrationsunwillig" (unwilling to integrate) ad nauseum.

Today I am taking a train to southern Germany, it is almost midday and we leave exactly 54 seconds late. About 3/4 full, comfortable, quiet and only young passengers aged 20 to 30.
I estimate the speed to be 160 km/h, very meditative atmosphere,except for the loud station announcements and frequent stops.
During breakfast I listened to Bernhard Schlink on ABC Radio National talking about RAF Baader Meinhof Terrorism, criminally omitting to mention the culpability and duplicity of the agents of the elites who not only aided and abetted budget-enlarging terror, but really controlled it for hegemony.
Google GLADIO and follow the current VERENA BECKER case if you doubt, and tell Mr Schlink to dare to say what must be said - for democracy's sake.

Whizzing by forests of windpower giants (enercon, mitac, fuhrlaender), alongside of the new big diameter hydrocarbon pipeline (russian gas to Rotterdam?), methane-from-landfill stations and forests, fields and villages we conversations in our carriage get livelier.

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Sunday, October 10, 2010

Kiev Trip -- complete list WITH VIDEOS!

Hello boys and girls!!

Here now is the COMPLETE list of blog entries
from my Kiev-Trip WITH VIDEOS!
airport bus video
main drag
train station
train station interior
Independence square
Kiev final trumpet

Of course nobody in modern capitalism has time to
look at such things, but if you have a long winter night,
please let me know what you think.
PHOTOS are coming.... give me a few weeks, many photos...

Cheeerio from a lovely warm indian summer in Germany,

Let me know

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Saturday, October 9, 2010

Ukraine signing off - Hallo Germania

Check-in opened shortly after 4, passport is all you need, they know the booking number. The girl behind the counter spoke excellent english and i surmised that she hadn't had much sleep. She smiled and rolled her eyes and our small talk ended with a hearty smile following my last tshudovo for a while.

Passport control was a formality, I was all body scanned (L3 scanner) and had a cup of green tea for 11 hrivna. Then waiting at gate 2. Boarding starts, we go into a transfer bus.
Still in darkness we step from the tarmac up the gangway into the the ukrainian registered hungarian Airbus 320 UR-WUA. There is free choice of seats,
We are treated to an endless litany of ukrainian blather. The steward's english was understandable. The english announcements are better if they are unintelligible. The captain Alexander K sounds like a 60 years old ukrainian, he tells us that we wont see kiev because there is a 1000m cloud base.
6:03 the engines are started. More loudspeaker blah blah.
the last hrivna were well spent on a cup of tea (2300 kopecks) and some one-hrivna banknote were leftover for souveniers (worth 10c each).
German customs was quick, electronic data was read from my chip passport, german train-ticket machine (made in swirzerland maybe) took 20 seconds to print a ticket for 15 euro and the train to cologne was immediate, fast and full of reading people. High quality newspapers almost without adverts, very quiet, nearly solemn, boring.
Change train at Koeln hbf. Visit awesome cathedral, everything super silent.
If I wouldn't know better I'd say I'd gone deaf. Train leaves on time, air is warm and feels clean. Germany in 2010 is pretty unbeatable, people are leger and look healthy, wealth is not flaunted, there is no overcrowding or excitement of any sort. The green party has overtaken the social democrats, peace and prosperity, and unaware of the 21st century colonialism, by way of USA wars and economic oppression from the desks of power. The konzentration camps were planned and executed perfectly from desks in offices, today the master dokuments and secret orders are held in computers, encrypted, and discloses on a need-to-know-basis.
This is how the 11th of september was executed and covered up. People world-wide know it, but powerless to uncover the conspiracy.
The lack of democracy in anglo-fascist west support the PERMANENT GOVERNMENT of the bank-CIA-corporate nexus Eisenhower famously warned us against. The CIA's killing of JFK was the watershed, and Bush41 can't remember where he was.
Here in Germany the government has denied the recent USA euro-terror warning, "operation mockingbird (check wikipedia)" is ongoing.

so, what's the verdict?

After all the countries that i have seen, the differing cultures and languages, the big discovery is that there are really only two types of people...

Women and Men


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Friday, October 8, 2010

Neuseeland Spanier "San Lesmes" lapita

The San Lesmes was shipwrecked not on Easter Island, but on an isolated atoll towards the eastern end of the Tuamotus

Sensationshungrig!  Halbwissen! Auflage-steigerende Fieberfantasie!



Geisterschiff taucht immer wieder auf

Privat-Foto: Aranga-Beach, wo das Geisterschiff immer wieder auftaucht

Wie es aussieht, haben Spanier die Holländer nicht nur auf der Weltbühne Fußball geschlagen, sondern auch bei der Entdeckung Neuseelands. Ginge es nach zwei neuseeländischen Forschern, so müßte diese Geschichte des Landes neu geschrieben werden: und zwar um ganze 116 Jahre, bevor der Holländer Abel Tasman erstmalig "Nieuw Seeland", konkret die Alpen der Südinsel, am 13. Dezember 1642 sichtete.

Nach Meinung des Historikers Noel Hilliam und des Meeres-Wissenschaftler Winston Cowie haben spanische Seefahrer bereits im frühen 16. Jahrhundert die Nordinsel Neuseelands besucht. Wichtigster Beweis dieser Theorie ist ein Geisterschiff, eine spanische Karavelle, das als komplett erhaltenes Wrack mysteriöserweise immer wieder vor der Westküste des Nordens aus dem Sand auftaucht.

Auslöser der Forschungen war ein stürmischer Tag im Herbst 1982, als Noel Hilliam und ein Freund sich in Hilliams selbstgebauten Flugzeug aus der Luft an der Suche nach einem vermissten Fischer an der rauhen Westküste nördlich von Dargaville beteiligten. "Plötzlich sahen wir die Umrisse eines perfekt erhaltenen Segelschiffes, in etwa 30 Meter Wassertiefe, aus dem Sand ragen," so Hilliam im Gespräch mit NN, "Nur der Mast war gebrochen." Hilliams weitergehende Forschungen ergaben, daß es sich wegen der außergewöhnlichen Form des Schiffes um eine spanische Karavelle handeln könnte. "Das Wrack ist so gut erhalten, weil es immer wieder von Sand bedeckt wird, aber bei stürmischem Wetter auch immer wieder freigelegt wird."

Die Region in Northland, wo Hilliam das Wrack fand, heißt "Aranga". Und - "Aranga" ist auch der Name einer ländlichen Region in Galizien im Norden Spaniens, nahe der Hafenstadt La Coruna. "Wir glauben, daß es sich bei dem Wrack um die verschollene Karavelle "San Lesmes" handelt," so Meeres-Wissenschaftler Winston Cowie gegenüber NN, der die weiteren Untersuchungen in Spanien leitete. "Die San Lesmes war Teil einer Expedition von sieben Schiffen, die 1525 La Coruna verließen. Zuletzt wurde sie am 1. Juni 1526 vor der Westküste Südamerikas gesehen".

Privat-Foto: Seekarte von Juan Fernandez´ Entdeckungsreise von Chile nach Neuseeland 1574

Nach Archiv-Aufzeichnungen des "Archivo general de Indias" im spanischen Sevilla konnte bestätigt werden, daß 16 Seeleute des Schiffes aus La Coruna in der Region "Aranga" stammten. Weitere Recherchen vor Ort in Neuseeland ergaben, daß in der "Aranga"-Region in Northland hochgewachsene, über 1.80 m große Maori gesehen wurden, mit heller Haut und roten Haaren. Rotes Haar ist in der nordspanischen Provinz Galizien weitverbreitet. Auch sind noch heute die spanischen Worte "buque" und "pero" im Maori-Vokabular enthalten.

Als weitere Indizien für die Gegenwart spanischer Entdecker in Neuseeland halten Cowie und Hilliam die Funde eines spanischen Helms im Hafenbecken von Wellington sowie eines Reitsporns in den Dünen über der "Aranga"-Wrack-Fundstelle. Außerdem die Tatsache, daß endemische Pohutukawa-Bäume, die vor allem in der neuseeländischen "Aranga"-Region zu finden sind, auch in der nordspanischen "Aranga"-Region wachsen. "Die Einheimischen dort meinten, die Bäume seien mindestens 500 Jahre alt," so Cowie. "Wir lassen sie gerade datieren. Wenn die Bäume älter sind als Abel Tasmans oder Captain Cooks Entdeckungsreisen, würde dies unsere Theorie, daß die Spanier vorher hier anlandeten, stark unterstützen."

Im Marine-Museum von Madrid entdeckte er eine staubige Seekarte, die die großen Seefahrten der spanischen Entdecker beschreibt. Eine der Routen zeigt den Weg von Kapitän Juan Fernandez, der 1574, also früher als Tasman, von Concepcion in Chile nach Neuseeland und weiter gen Westen segelte.

Und dann gibt es Überlieferungen von einem Segelschiff, daß südlich von Dargaville, im Naturhafen von Kaipara, nach einer Explosion an Bord unterging, und wo "bleiche Männer in Rüstung" am Strand eine Kiste vergruben...

Privat-Foto: Touristen suchen nach Wrackteilen an der rauhen Westküste nördlich von Dargaville

Aber das ist eine andere Geschichte.

Caucasians in the Pacific

When the first explorers arrived in the Pacific they were surprised to see a significant number of Caucasians amongst the natives. Captain Samuel Wallis, in the Dolphin, the first ship to stop at Tahiti had George Robertson asthe ships master. He took a keen interest in the polynesians and made numerous notes on the people. ...the Mustees are near ten times as numerous as the whitest sort (ie; 10% of the population was white). .... there was two of the handsomest young ladys that I ever saw upon the island. one in particular was fully as fair and had a good features as the generality of women in England. Although the white people were heavily outnumbered, they were of the chiefly class and the copper coloured/red people were their servants, ... whereby the the red people did the paddling for the white people".

Relics of past populations of Caucasians in the Pacific do still exist such as in Easter Island, Raiatea, New Zealand, Missima Island and the blonde haired Tolai of New Guinea, but in most areas, the interaction between dominant and recessive genes from either side of the Pacific, has masked the interesting and complicated history of the Polynesians.

The isolation of these Pacific cultures on the one hand has preserved many cultural traits from an earlier age long since forgotten on the mainland. On the other hand, isolation and regeneration of population bases from small founding colonies has meant that many morphological features (red hair and blue eyes) and technological traits(use of metals) have been lost. The result is a variety of cultures that in some ways are unique, but other traits persist that are reminders of the culture and genetic makeup of the people that went before them.

Certain Polynesian people such as the Easter Islanders have a unique appearance to other Polynesians. They have red and blonde hair, green and blue eyes, they are tall with elongated Caucasian skulls, high foreheads and wiry features. Their family genealogy does not suggest that their society was in any way, remotely influenced by wayward sailors. In fact their worship of Megalithic ancestral idols (that began being built around the 11th Century) was associated with sun worship, the Birdman culture and the Rapa (Harrapan) script. These traits seem to come from a time long since forgotten in other parts of the world. Easter Island culture was a veritable time capsule hidden on a remote island in the Pacific known as Te Pito O Te Kainga - meaning; 'The end of the land'.

Despite this, some people believe that shipwrecked Portuguese sailors invented this ancient culture and script (viz; Robert Langdon and 'The Lost Caravel). Personally I cannot see how the worship of large stone idols and the birdman religion could ever come from a people indoctrinated with the Catholic faith, no matter how distorted their view of Catholicism was.

The following is an excerpt from Robert Langdon's book entitled; 'The Lost Caravel Re-explored' where due to his misunderstanding of ancient history, believed that oceanic voyaging began with people like Columbus and Magellan. He decided that the only possible explanation for Caucasians in the Pacific was that a Portuguese ship must have been responsible. He even searched through the records to put a name to the ship that may have been responsible for bringing Caucasian genes into the Pacific. He chose the ship San Lesmes, whose crew came from Madrid, Cordoba and South America, hardly a shipload of pure Basques, the genes that the Easter Islander genes are most similar to.

Shoshone, North America, Tolai mask, Bismarck archepelago and Moai, Rapa nui, depicting a skull shape that quite possibility originated amongst the native Caucasians of America.

The San Lesmes was shipwrecked not on Easter Island, but on an isolated atoll towards the eastern end of the Tuamotus over 1,000 miles away!

In 1929 a French survey team on the Mouette was directed to a wreck site on the northern tip of the atoll by the local chief, who informed them that a white man's ship had run aground on the island many generations ago, and all of its crew had been killed and eaten by the local people. All that was left were four cannons lying in shallow water, partly embedded in coral. These were found to be the cannons of the San Lesmes. How on earth can a group of dead men served up for supper have influenced Pacific history? As this was the period of Spanish conquest of the Americas, I find it very hard to believe that even if some of these men did survive, that their Spanish egos would have allowed them to give up their language, culture and faith to wholeheartedly embrace Polynesian culture, taking on positions in the Royal families as high chiefs - where most of the Caucasian genes can be found. Such chiefly families memorise their family genealogy right back to their arrival in Polynesia and no mention of shipwrecked European sailors appear in any of these genealogies. Surely someone with the power to break through the traditions of the ancient hereditary lineage that binds Polynesian society together would have imparted at least a little of their Portuguese language, culture and Catholic faith to their new culture. Robert Langdon's circumstantial evidence ignores the fact that not a single Portuguese word can be found in the Polynesian language. Not one skeric of evidence suggests that Portuguese culture had anything to do with the development of Polynesian society. Not only this, but Maoris arrived in New Zealand over 200 years before the San Lesmes was wrecked. How can the Caucasian features of some tribes be explained?

It is dissapointing to see intelligent people hoodwinked into believing such a preposterous story.

It is an insult to Polynesian society to suggest that it's development had anything to do with a few wretched shipwrecked sailors. Caucasians in the Pacific have much deeper more ancient origins. 

Robert Langdon continued with his preposterous concoction. He believed that these shipwrecked sailors went on quests to other islands where Caucasian enclaves have been found. Once again, they failed to impart anything that could be recognised as Portuguese culture. Instead all the islands where he believes they imparted their genes to, coincidentally possessed a strong sun worshipping culture. These islands are Ra'iatea (Sun people white), Ra'ivavae (Sun, in memory of), Ra'rotonga (Sun in the south) and Rapa'nui (Rapa, Big). It seems peculiar to me that these wayward Spaniards cast off their Catholic faith to begin worshipping Ra the sun god and then even to have islands affectionately named after their white skins and their new god. Robert Langdon has taken the idea expressed in 'Lord of the Flies' and run with it.

If we believe Robert Langdon's story, these Spaniards or their children eventually progressed to Easter island. They began a complex society where they built monuments in their own likeness and changed their Latin style of writing into a complex script similar to the Indus Harrapan script, and began worshipping megalithic idols and having human sacrifices - a similar practice was seen in the Olmec culture of Central America. Why would they have done this? It makes no sense at all. In fact the Caucasian looking Moai began to be built 400 years before any Spaniard came near the Pacific, let alone crossed the Atlantic for falling off the edge of the world. So we ask the question again – who were these Caucasians making red haired megalithic statues in their own likeness in the middle of the Pacific?

Robert Langdon unwittingly provides the answer in the following excerpt from his book;

"Professor Jean Dausset, one of the co-discoverers of the HLA system, did a study of the Easter Islanders. in 1972 (published in Copenhagen in 1973 in a 778-page volume entitled Histocompatibility Testing,1972 ).

Professor Dausset and his colleagues took particular pains to ensure that the islanders they examined were of pure Easter Island descent. 'We aimed', they said in a report on their work, 'a selection of individuals where no known foreign admixture had taken place, even from other Polynesian islands.' They explained that their work was based on genealogies compiled by father Sebastian Englert, a priest who lived on Easter Island for 35 years until just before his death in 1969. They also used data assembled by previous biological investigators and interviewed several elderly islanders about foreign admixture on the island. However, during their investigations some islanders who had been included as 'pure' natives in previous studies were said to be members of families where admixture from other islands and even Europeans, had taken place. All these individuals were therefore excluded, 'as was done consistently whenever doubts were raised.'

Forty nine islanders of reputedly pure descent were blood tested. To their surprise the A29,B12 haplotype was common amongst these people, genes that are characteristic of early European Caucasians. In Basque country, another enclave of ancient European genes, tests were also carried out and 144 pure Basques agreed to take part in the tests. All were residents of the village of Macaye in the heart of the French Pyrenees. The analyses revealed that 39% of unrelated Basques and 37% of the Easter Islanders were carriers of the HLA gene B12. These were the highest and second highest proportions tested throughout the world. The figures for A29 were similar. The Easter Islanders, with 37%, had the highest proportion in the world, while the Basques were second with 24%. The most remarkable thing was; that the two genes were found as a haplotype (combined genetic markers) in 11% of Easter islanders and 7.9% of the Basques. No other people in the world had remotely comparable figures."

In fact the Easter Islanders appeared to be of a more pure Caucasian racial stock than the Basques! Hardly the gene pool expected from the motley crew of the San Lesmes.

Their isolation in South America and then the Pacific has ensured their racial purity through time.

A great deal of work has been done studying the Basques and many scientists have come to the conclusion that the Basques have the purest Caucasian genes, yet their genes show that they were not in Europe between 13,000 and 6,000 years ago. Their absence during this period shielded them from the Indo-European interbreeding that occured amongst the Central European tribes.

My belief is that these people were Native Americans albeit Caucasian Native Americans.

The Easter Islanders are a fragment of this ancient civilization who according to the Rongo Rongo scripts (see Appendix), departed from Puna Island, Peru.


Further studies will need to be undertaken to identify whether the Easter Island genes come from the original Cro Magnon man that entered America from Spain (Clovis/Solutrean), or whether the South American Caucasians (as seen in the red haired Paracas mummies) were from other ancient mariners associated with the Phoenicians, Egyptians, Hittites, Sumerians, the people of Ur or Harrappa?

The other possibility is that they are a combination of both Ancient Native American Caucasians and Bronze age Caucasians, which is what the Rongo Rongo decipherment (see Appendix) seems to indicate.

Having said this, we must remember that Egyptians relate their history back to Atlantis, therefore their genes were also from a branch of the Native American Caucasians.

As all of the above people were originally from Atlantis, their genes would originally have been of the same racial stock as the Basques. The time of separation is the question that needs to be answered.

Papyrus rafts and the Rapa script suggest that they were from the Indus/Persian gulf region between 3-5,000 years ago, conversly, their racial purity suggests they were from a region isolated from Indo-European mixing.

South America and the Caribbean are the two most likely areas where these people remained isolated from insurgent populations.

The Rongo Rongo tablets speak of ancient people from Tulapin or Turtle Island, now the Grand Bahama banks, and the Children of the Sun - from Tiahuanaco/Lake Titicaca.

You may want to read the Appendix on Rongo Rongo script. It is quite clear in its description of the slow and persistent persecution of these Caucasian groups in South America, leading to an Exodus into the Pacific led by Con tiki Viracocha.

The following is an edited down version of a paper that can be found in the links at the end of the website. Although it does not consider America as part of the story, it does mention the connection between the North African and the North American Na Dene language. It also mentions that the Sahara started to dry out 18,000 years ago, which could have precipitated an exodus, but then it mentions that the migration to Iberia only occurred between 6,000 and 4,500BC. Did these people remain huddled in a tent in the mid Sahara for 10,000 years or were they in America for this time? The seafaring prowess of the descendants of these people (Celts, Phoenicians and Vikings) suggest that major oceanic voyages featured highly in their history, not camel herding. Other genetic papers confirm that these people appear to have been in genetic isolation for at least 7,000 years.

Wairaki Maori showing distinctivly caucasian features -

from; Martin doutres book Ancient Celtic NZ

Despite all this, genetic evidence as well as Maori history quite clearly shows that the majority of Maori ancestors were originally from Hawaii, but not necessarily as a direct voyage. Their arrival was from interim islands in French Polynesia, such as Ra'iatea and Ra'rotonga. On these islands, they spent a number of generations and mixed with Melanesians from the West and Caucasians from the East to varying degrees. Each island having it's own unique mix. As a result, each of these canoes had a slight racial variation, some darker with curly hair, some lighter with reddish hair. Today the result of their journey across the Pacific can be seen in variations in the appearance and beliefs between the following tribes of New Zealand.

Canoe; Maamari
Chief; Ruuaanui
Arrived; Hokianga
Tribes; Ngapuhi, Te Rarawa, te Aupoouri, Ngati Kahu
Canoe; Ngaatoki
Chief; Nukutawhiti
Arrived; Hokianga
Tribes; Ngapuhi
Canoe; Maahuuhuu
Chief; Rongomai
Arrived; Kaipara
Tribes; Ngati Whatua
Canoe; Tainui
Chief; Hoturoa
Arrived; Kawhia
Tribes; Waikato, Ngati Maniapoto, Ngati Haua, Ngati Maru, Ngati Paoa, Ngati Raukawa, Ngati Toa, Ngaitai
Canoe; Te Arawa
Chief; Tamatekapua
Arrived; Maketu
Tribes; Te Arawa, Ngati Tuwharetoa
Canoe; Tokomaru
Chief; Whata
Arrived; Mohakatino River
Tribes; Ngati Tama, Ngati Mutunga, Ngati Raahiri, Manukorihi, Puketapu, Te Atiawa, Ngati Maru
Canoe; Aotea
Chief; Turi
Arrived; Aotea Harbour
Ngati Ruanui, Ngarauru, Atihau
Canoe; Kurahaupoo
Chief; Maungaroa and Ruatea
Arrived; Whangaroa
Tribes; Taranaki, Atihau, Ngati Apa, Rangitaane, Muaupoko
Canoe; Maataatua
Chief; Toroa
Arrived; Whakatane
Tribes; Ngati Awa, Tuhoe, Whakatohea, Whanau a Apanui
Canoe; Horouata
Chief; Pawa
Arrived; Waiapu River
Tribes; Ngati Porou
Canoe; Tohora
Chief; Paikea
Arrived; Ahuahu (Gt Mercury Island)
Tribes; Ngati Porou
Canoe; Takitimu
Chief; Tamatea
Arrived; Waiau River
Tribes; Rongowhakaata, Ngati Kahungunu, Ngaitahu.

Lapita Pottery & Polynesians


            Lapita Pottery                 Small Fijian outrigger from Kabara, Suva                               Lapita pottery

Lapita pottery has long been held as the key to Polynesian colonization of the Eastern Pacific, despite there being no hard evidence to prove it. In fact the deeper one delves into the archaeology, chronology and gene trees of the Pacific one finds that there is no connection whatsoever between Polynesian and Lapita culture. The following article outlines many of these discrepancies. In fact it is quite embarrassing how poorly the scientists have interpreted the facts.

Lapita pottery is a finely decorated (dentate stamped) coil built, low fired pottery commonly found in archaeological sites in the Western Pacific. The earliest Lapita sites are in the Bismark Archipelago and are dated at 3,900 years BP. The Lapita culture does not predate the arrival of Melanesians, who have lived in New Guinea and it's surrounding Islands for over 40,000 years. Lapita pottery is commonly found in coastal locations on the Islands of New Guinea, Vanuatu, Solomons, New Caledonia, Fiji, Samoa and Tonga. The Lapita people are believed to have spread eastwards and colonized Fiji, Samoa and Tonga ~3,500 years ago which predates the arrival of the Polynesian people in the Pacific by 1,300 years. Lapita pottery is common on most Melanesian islands and is often found associated with Melanesian deposits, but is not found amongst any Eastern Polynesian archaeological deposits in Hawai'i, Rapa Nui, Aoteoroa, Tahiti, Tuamotus, Raiatea, Raivavae or Rarotonga or any other Eastern Polynesian Islands. The archaeological assemblage on Melanesian Islands shows a gradual progression of design styles which merged with classic Melanesian designs such as Mangassi and Naviti styles, marking the end of the Lapita culture in the archaeological record at about 420BC (Matthew Spriggs " The Lapita Cultural Complex"). This was over 400 years before Polynesians arrived in Western Polynesia (Samoa and Tonga).

According to geneticists, Polynesian expansion in the Pacific was rapid. Genetics clearly shows that the pure strain of Eastern Polynesian genes began expanding 2,200 years ago in isolation from all other Pacific cultures, outlined by Bing Su and Mark Stoneking in Polynesian Y Chromozome. Their research also shows that Polynesians finally made contact with Melanesians merely 1,000 years ago. As you will see from evidence presented here, the Lapita people lived at a different time to Polynesians, in a different geographical area and were physically, genetically and culturally different to Polynesians.

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Thursday, October 7, 2010

Day 5 mission accomplished

Having accomplished rhe morning mission - find 4 ravens - and successfully gratuitously wasted much of the afternoon observing the heavily class-structured locals and their class comatose unconscious shopping habits, now is the time for a warming up with hot soup, and a chance to update the blog.
The bessarabski market was interesting to look at, but nobody spoke english. The lady behind the coffee bar spoke italian! I was able to make a simple price enquiry, at last.
KAVIAR KAVIAR shouted a woman from one of the kaviar stalls. Useful information for the visually impaired!
I climbed on a ledge to take a panorama photo of the colourful scene underneath a massive steel framed construction. I wandered between fish, meat spices, fruit, nuts and flowers, very well presented and quite ethnic.
back outside in the freezing cold a non-stop honking contest was happening. The big boulevard and all side streets were full of stationary cars, traffic was halted, probably since 15 minutes or longer.
Here the black maseratis were equally disabled as the old Ladas. The sidewalk was moving with desperatly poor people right next to the princess daughters of the corrupt rich elites who run around with Zara bags and try shoes in the adidas store where normal sneakers cost 100 euro.
Ukraine, like new zealand is a low value economy, good as a milking cow for corporations of all sizes. Cheap educated and skilled labour is competing for jobs. Ownership is in the hands of a tax-defrauding corrupt privateer class, who shamelessly flaunt their wealth and ruthlessly manipulate the public and all government they can lay their greedy hands on..
The state probably owns only the unsalvagable and the debt. I wonder if a just government will come to the ukraine without the EU providing the rules.

I caught a minibus to the metro station Лукянівська, then went 1 station to Золоті Ворота, than changed lines from green to red and from Театральна to Вокзальна 2 more stations .. and, voila, i arrived at the main railway station!
Bus number 322 was already waiting, and while is all other busses passngers were nice and quiet, this time a mother was constantly indoctrinating here daughter. At 1 am i arrived at borispol airport which was full of people. The first outgoing flight is at 4am. (egypt and turkey are visa free for ukrainians)
There is good wifi (2k net) upstairs, the jacobs coffee machine makes a great sweet hot lemon tea and ukrainians have a luggage wrapping fetish.
(see photos above)

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Wednesday, October 6, 2010

Kiev day 5 - today last day

Today is the last full day in the Ukraine for a while. The plan is to visit another museum and to stay in the budget.
The artmuseum is open today, but i find art boring. Yesterday i was initiated into the hedgehog cult, and was told another secret of four ravens, but more on that later.
Took an adorable tram - again driven expertly by a ukrainian mama - to konstruktor square where i sat in the warmish morning sun for a while, overlooking a busy intersection. The drivers here are small minded, they almost ignore zebra crossings and even threaten pedestrians with their vehicles. I suddenly thought of nazi collaborators, but quickly turned to contemplating why the men here all try to look like mafia assassins - skinheads, black attire, big black threatening jeeps - and i tried to find a peacefully, colourful and free-spirit-looking chap with normal length hair.
At that moment a clownesque tourist-hippy with rucksack appeared out of no-where. But he stayed the only one. Worse, right next to me three men in military fatigues opened a manhole and various secret-service fbi/kgb/cia type guys appeared in black SUV s.
I was semi surrounded where i was leaning on a wall next to a cafe entrance, using their open hotspot, free public WiFi access point by UKRTELEKOM to send my lastest blog-posting (titled "day 4 afternoon") and the connection was slower by the minute.
Then they started to look at me ... Just in time, my upload was finished, and as if nothing had happened i walked away.

Of course nothing did happen, but for a moment hollywood - US military fascist - imagery had taken over. The orange revolution may be responsible. I bet that mamy CIA millions bought many corrupt men, and their phantasies revolve around assassinations and undue influence.
The traffic was at a standstill, so i was favoured as a pedestrian. I reached the funiculer cablecar and was just in time for lift-off. I arrived 100 meters higher and proceeded into the monastery for a moment of contemplation. Ten minutes sufficed and soon i was near the mysterious hedgehog figurine. As instructed by my mission chief my mission was to find a horse and 4 live ravens in a cage. I had been given written instruction in a language that i couldn't understand. Showing the missive to a nearby blond bombshell did not lead anywhere, she was too thick to even read it quietly. I felt like in elementary school. After a few unsuccessful attempts with other innocent bystanders i tried the old ladies in the coffee kiosk. They knew exactly where my target was, pointed in the general direction and said "ARK ARK".
From yesterday evening's brief i vaguely remembered that the mission objective would be hidden in a courtyard, so i scouted nearby backyards for signs of volieres. I had to wait a little while for people to pass by, then i jumped a fence to cross into other courtyards.
ARK ARK, was it under an arch?
Keeping a low profile i snooped around and finally, there it was! I saw a huge, black metal wire cage with some pretty big black birds! Quickly i took evidentiary photographs and communicated with the intelligent birds. After we arrived at pleasantries, the number-one raven flew to the cage floor, grabbed a stick as a symbol for the wand of power to release him, and he presented it to me through the mesh of his prison. I took it and promised to be back for my next mission.
I de-courtyarded through an unlocked gate, took two location identification photos to allow me to find the scene again and vanished into direction independence square for a hot cup of green tea (30c) on the way to a bortsh strength soup for lunch.
By now an arctic airflow made touristic frollicking difficult, so i decided to visit the bessarabian market.

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Day 4 afternoon museun

STALKER. yes, some girl standing in the metro was reading the famous russian book about the forbidden nuklear zone.
She wore a top with a pattern of the recurring message:
Surely a secret code.
The underground train was fast, full to capacity and noisy. The passengers, as always, cool, quiet and diciplined.
I avoided panicking even tbough i forgot to count the subway stations. I even successfully changed from the red to the blue line by ingeniously flowing with the masses.
My exit was unexpected, though. I was aiming for the National History Museum of the Ukraine, on the top of the hill, but found myself down at the Dnipro river waterfront, waaaay below. Ok, so Poshtova Place is NOT just a short walk away from the grand museum.
As we will see it turned out to be perfect. I spotted beach and umbrellas on the opposite sandy shore! Some pleasure boats were moored at the promenade, i had a chat with a perfect english speaking girl from the cruise-ship T G Shevchenko. She told me that this was the last cruise, the boat was sold to some oil company abroad.
As i said, perfect, because there was the miraculous old funicular cable car. I even got a great photo of the control room, as retro as you can imagine! A women-only crew operates all the technological controls and ticket booths. Later I was told the pay is bad.
For a 15 euro cents fare we were adventurously hauled uphill towards the museum, the steel rope looked well enough maintained, but there was a little unease, still.
I got into museum for free, nobody cared about my presence until I was upstairs. The museum is jealously guarded by a horde of busybodies, older women who watch your moves and muster you first before the contemplate turning on the lights. They turn them off the very second you step out of an exhibition room. There is no turning back to again look at the previous room unless you are prepared to withstand judgement day by those psychics.
The museum has no english explanatory labels, just a note at the entrance to each room with a general and often interesting english explanation for the period of that room..
The exhibits seem a tad stale, but I enjoyed the 5 floors of treasures, and the interaction with the guard regiment.
My sport was to covertly take photos, i managed to take quite a few!
Afterwards I was off to have another stroll through the beautiful quarters at the old golden gate, and later a bortsh at the caza fat stomach,
My host rang at 6:30 so i am off "home" now, for my last night in the charming 1950s style flat.
In the overhead electric bus I caught a window seat because i have to see my landmarks in order to exit at the correct stop. The seat was unfortunately directly over the heat outlet. As i am writing these lines i can already smell the rubber from my sneakers and my buttock are fried medium rare.
Wonderful, i made it. The bus was held up in long traffic jam, during which i endeavoured to find open access points to download the latest us-propaganda from VoA news. It worked! Voice of America told us about the evil chinese' the bankrupt europeans and terror terror terror. Not one word about the USA being bankrupt, US wars of terror and their aggressive warfare in economics, cyberspace and subversion of democracy worldwide.
At "home" we drink some wine and i tell of my experiences today, we watch the little hedgehog on youtube and have a task to find four ravens in a cage, near the hedgehog. There is a russian streetview of Kiev, but internet by gsm modem is too slow.
Day 5 tomorrow ...
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Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Wizzair arrival in kyiv

Damn, I forgot to post this one. This is the travel-diary logbook antry number 2.

DAY 1 -- landing in KIEV, Ukraine.

2.36 microsievert at 11km above Poland.
Smooth landing and passengers applaud. My seat neighbor says this is traditional and she offers her driver to me. Wow.
I decline, one never knows what mafia bride one deals with. A private business-jet UR-USA lands next to us (2oct2010 about midday), and a luxury black limo with satellite dome wisks the 5 (?) odd passengers away before you could say "organized crime".
The immigration passport control is chocker full in all lanes, visa, non-visa ukraine citizen. There are girls in military fatigues on guard.
Border entry is no problem. They have very pretty customs officer women, with a million-dollar smile. I feel welcome. Compare that with the land of the free, where you can be excused for thinking that you arrive in a police state, being fingerprinted and photographed.
I changed 50euro and got 531 hrivna for it from a very lovely and patient woman who had to explain HRIVNA pronounciation to me 5 times, then gave up and wrote it down for me with a smile.
I swapped a 5 us dollar note i got from a bush-loving christian glenn-beck fan in florida for a sim card. Now i am already talking to my host, and getting instructions to take the No 322 bus for 25 hrivna (2.50 euro) instead of a 20 euro taxi.
Upon entering I was attacked by two pickpockets, but I caught them, they were incapable, maybe I was the first victim ever. I didn't make a fuss.

Now writing this aboard a chinese bus with orthodox maria + holy-three-kings religious golden icons above the driver, who anyway (or because of it?) drives perfectly smooth and safe.
The bus sound system plays sentimental ukkrainian songs that are mixed in with some cool grooves and adverts, commercial radio, not of the worst kind..
We cross the river Dnjepr over an impressive suspension bridge and arrive at the (south terminal?) of the main railways station, opposite of a huge gold-dome orthodox church.
I am instructed to go through the train station with it's constant monotonous announcements of trains to moscow, odessa etc, accross and above all platforms, into the old part of the station, and to catch a minibus from that end. A phantastic trainstation for a city of 3 million people.
Very cool. No hassles at all.

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Day 4 - kiev sunny morning

Today i take the most charming transport to town, the phantastic old tram. The driver also collects the fares (one hrivna 50 kopeks = 0.15 euro) and she ist a beautiful mature lady handling the machinery and humans with supreme professionalism. All public transport is full to the last bit of standing room, and everyone is courteous to the max. Money is handed from person to person, with the most minimals commentary, tickets and change is passed through multiple hands to the front to the driver and back to the origin, tickets are handed to people next to the manual pattern-hole-punching ticket-validating contraptions, and returned.
I take a few photos of people and views in the sunshine, I see a beautiful art-noveau building, a fountain of a man tearing open the mouth of a lion, mondane things and very very cool unexcited people.
I decide to take the metro to the main railway-station to find out about my 322 bus to Borispol airport on Thursday. The metro is a bit frightening to navigate, the are absolutely no signs in latin letters. It takes a bit of sherlock-holmes-ery combinatory reckoning.
The outside of the main train station (McDonalds entrance) seems to be a market of casual male labour, in beautiful sunshine and a cacophony of hawking. Inside the exquisite halls you can find information and services underneath a palace-like canopy. Very impressive, it really gives architectural respect to the people, to travellers and workers.
It is not a functionalistic cage, but a liberating celebration.
The 322bus runs every 30 minutes 24/7, and trains to moskau are 70 euro, st.Petersburg 55euro, Odessa 8 euro.
On platform 1 I inspect the train Venice-Belgrade to Moscow-Ushgorod, little 6 people sleeper compartments, with fine silverware and tea-cups in windows, passengers smiling, train-personell impeccable uniforms, and rolling stock in good shape. I want to take this train one day.
I have a fine green tea in the station's upstairs restaurant (1 euro), inside a hall fit for kings. Here I am writing these lines and since they have free wifi internet (shara-vara at, you could have been reading this a few seconds after i finished this sentence.
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Day 3, Kiev alone, discovery in a civilized land

Started the day with a tshudovo breakfast, then took the trolley bus 18 all the way to independence square. After a little sightseeing I had a nice cup of tea (chai) and did a few free skype calls from McDonalds free Wifi. Then walked around the grand boulevards and found the fat tummy buffet restaurant for a borsht soup for second breakfast, very yummy.

Off to the Brodsky synagogue where jewish visitors from New Jersey fulfilled their stereotypical american role perfectly, you can imagine all the attributes, holocaust tourism included.
I affirmed the unspeakable nazi atrocities but also mentioned briefly that 911 was an inside job to start wars - which was met with a sorrowful dismissal.

The 2001 Reichstag burning with 3000 real victims is just too big to be looked straight in the eye. After 9 years, western psychology is still not ready to accept that *we* do unspeakable crimes. The doctrine of the victor is alone in the cranium, dissident voices are clearly neptunian. The germans had it easier to understand their crimes. Propaganda was negated, truth allowed to be told.

Next stop, the science museum of natural history. Very impressive petrified wood megaliths on the front steps, bur the miseum itself was shut down.
On to the army museum. It was not to be found, only a building with machine gun salvo bullet holes, ho hum.
Walking through Kiev delivers lovely surprises around every corner, it is very enjoyable to walk in socialist wonderland, only obstructed by black jeeps of the filthy rich on the footpaths. There are thousands of black tinted window jeeps, pajero landrover mercedes gelaendewagen staffed by an army of bodyguards and drivers. The economic injustice must be huge. The Ukraine urgently needs to join the EU, and stop the excesses of private profiteers, and make them pay taxes for the common good, and keep public ownership. Easily done, just ignore the elite lobbies. The PEOPLE of Ukraine are diciplined and intelligent enough, if the LSE think-tank pro-business propaganda is countered by the appropriate documentaries and debates on TV. THE CORPORATION, yes men, and Perkins' "economic hitmen" are all on youtube and the learning curve is short, because the illustration by daily life.

Like, opposite of the Prime Ministter's palace there is the astonishing house of chimeras, a phantastic Gaudi-like assembly of frogs and bizarre animals, that perfectly takes the mickey out of the pompous elites and their deceptions against the public good.
A huge arch with amphitheatre celebrates the former russia-ukraine unity, dream castles (children's theatre) nearby. Next to Catherine the great's versaille-like palaces there is a tent-church of the homeless, complete with a garden plot and pigeon coup.
On the way to a huge monastery next to the gigantic ministry of foreign affairs (with a huge flag of the EU) i help a black jeep driver to change his tire.
After dark an animal rights demonstration, complete with TV-news coverage on indepedence square.
My perfect host called me from work, i need take care of my own dinner and come "home".
Back to a 5 euro feast at the caza, meat patties with cheese, fried potatoes slices, borsht soup, cabbage salad and a tasty carrot stew.
Back in number 18 trolley bus (15 euro cents) and VOILA, arrived without phoning home for help. We had tea and watched my photos, and had an early night. After a bit of tossing and turning a very restful sleep, into day 4.

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Monday, October 4, 2010

Day 2 in KIEV

Ukrainians need a visa for europe and usa-dependent countries, so many prefer travel to turkey, egypt, bulgaria, thailand, russia, kroatia, montenegro, georgia, etc.
When asking about the world's biggest whodunnit, the anwer was a clear "americans", ukrainians haven't had their common sense advertised out of them yet. I was even told to read The Running Man book (King), which foretold 911?
After the Kirilovskaya Church we saw the memorials for the most horrific crimes of nazi germany which all had fresh flowers, crimes that germans still need to be told about. Then the planetarium (per aspera ad astra, aristotle, kepler, newton) and a catholic cathedral, built in 1910.
We went for gluttony at The Puzata Khata restaurant and an early tram ride home as Monday is my museum day and my host's 9 to 5 work for a US-owmed corporation day.
Education used to be free
Ukraine is much less of a police state than russia where for examplle one must carry identity papers all the time.
Ukraine TV shows funny russian soaps, I saw a scene playing in a maternity ward where a doctor was conducting an ensemble of nurses and patients crying of pain to the tune of The Can Can (Jacques Offenbach). The powerful president Viktor Janokovich is a cruel and uneducated man who gre up in institutions and spenr time in jail as a common criminal.
Tomorrow is day 3
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Kiev, on German Unity Day

Today is the twentieth anniversary of 3. Oktober 1990, the first commemoration of germanic unity. East Germany was forced to give itself up to west germany, the westerners changed nothing, did not introduce any superior rules from the east, although there were a few. The east germans had to adopt ALL the western rules and their factories were dismantled and their assets stolen. The west-BRD had always valued the east-DDR mark at one fourth of a west-mark, but overnight stipulated a parity, thereby destroying all DDR exporters. West-privatiers, investor locusts and undemocratic corporations simply plundered and pilfered, and where they improved, they owned.
The person who wanted to ameliorate the brutal takeover, Rohwedder, was shot by a professional hitman. His successor - a private banker's daughter - did everything that the locust-powers wanted and stopped everything the international capitalists wanted stopped, especially any ownership by workers. The industrious east germans would have made worker-owned enterprises a success story to be emulated.

Here in the Ukraine the CIA, NSA have an ongoing conquering process. The local elites are surely corruptable, but because most people are russian-friendly there is a second opinion ever present. Fundamentally opposing voices have been succesfully blocked elsewhere. Just ask yourself how many dissident magazines you can read in your country. Exactly.

Watch and you see what I mean. The USA kills and arrests Al-Jazeera journalists, you know why,
The conquering of minds is the 21st century's battleground, and weapons of mass deception are used every hour of every day. The canoniers are PR agencies and every media-outlet dependent on adversiting income is a footsoldier. Dissident media lacking the pro-capitalist gospel are starved away. Check John Perkins' economic hitmen book/youtube for a revelation. Listen to the tucradio Alex Carey programme.

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ukraine second impressions

It turned out really useful to buy the local SIM card. At the little "telecommunication" office I asked whether the simcard will deactivate itself the next day or some other trick, like I had alreeady experienced in Thailand. A guy standing next to me told me that Ukraine is really cool, not like other countries. He knows (he is right as I found out).
Later I was told that in Russia one has to register sim cards or internet cafe visits against one's passport.
OK, sold, I have an ukrainian phone now.
When I tried to send my first SMS, it "could not be delivered". The beauty-princess behind the counter sorted me out in 30 seconds. One needed to make one phone call, before SMS msgs work, duh.
She rang her phone 0974724595.

Petrol prices are under one euro/litre, lots of appartment blocks, people are thoroughly competing for jobs while a rich upper class drives black tinted window monster jeeps.
A hard working soviet built infrastructure with electrified trains, lovely trams, fast metro and trolley buses serves the workforce who in the end supporr international locust corporations. Foreign banks are present, and do the paperwork of power Universal Bank, Bank of Cyprus, Piraeus Bank and what happened to local banks? The economic hitmen and the orange CIA revolution did their job, for sure. But not only the educated know that "the national endowment for democracy" (a CIA front) ran a dirty tricks campaign.

It is great not to be able to read the writing in all the advertisements.
I am taking the minibus, what a great experience. People pass money to the driver, like a bucket chain, and the change comes back the same way.
I think this is stuff for a doctor's thesis, why people here cooperate so well.
Later i was told that there are even separate minibus queues for seats and standing room passengers and that the queueing only started after the disolving of the USSR.

My stop will be indicated to me by other passengers, as arranged by handing my phone to them and speaking to my host.

Of course they meant too good, they made the driver stop at exactly my target street, except that my host was waiting at the regular stop a few hundred metres further along. The bus arrived, but no guest hopped off. A phonecall and all was good, i was escorted to a lovely flat in a typical appartment block.

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Koeln to Kiev - 4 a m gernan train, flight

Superb direct rail connection. While trying to buy a ticket from the protracted electronic train ticketing machine, a guy, Martin from Bonn, asks me if i would like to save 5 euro and he will take me on his 5 person all day ticket, "schoenes wochenende" (37.80 euro). Ok, we walk to the platform and "find the other four".
Amazing, this guy makes money, he got 10 from 4 people, 40 euros, and will do it again later today.
There was no ticket conductor on the 1 hour journey, but plenty of extremely hot looking young people returning from the night out. The five men on Martins ticket and one innocent bystander have a long and informed conversation about the 2001 atrocities in New York. Three blame arabs, three the yanks. So, 50 per cent of middle aged men are right on the money!
Cologne airport is hyper modern and uneventful. Boarding, passport control the same. After sitting down inside wizzair's new a320 -- the safety announcement gave me a taste of Ukrainian life. Volume at full blast a woman spoke mechanical and fast, undecipherable english mingled with ukrainian, hard to tell what was what.
It had been raining in darkness, so arriving above the clouds in blazing sunshine was welcome warmth in the face. At cruising altitude my geigercounter shows about 2.2 micro sievert per hour, less than the value of my flight to Lirhuania.
Lets hope the harsh-voice stewardess does not try to sell us raffle-tickets, like they did on RyanAir.
Cabin service and a little turbulence commencing simultaneously. It is undeniable now - serving hot drinks inside aircraft causes turbulence.
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Basel visit sunny trip

The litttle soujiurn to switzerland was a rather flat affair. Thr excitement was confined to hearing about the excesses of the swiss police. A friend received a 700 nz dollar / 500 something swiss francs fine for riding his bicycle without lights at 2 am and a little over the alcohol limit. The police arrested him and held him for almost two hours. They discussed keeping his bike, so that he would have had to walk home a few kilometers, but instead told him that he had to push the bike.
Basel itself is a city of unbelievable wealth, it is the banking power centre of the world, banking headquater, banker's head bank, the mother of all banks, the BANK FOR INTERNATIONAL SETTLEMENTS (swift BISBCHBB) is here.
Their round 60s style building (TOWER, Centralbahnplatz 2) reminds us of the Beehive in Wellington, their other office complex (BOTTA, Aeschenplatz 1) is a fortress where the entrance is inside huge cracks in the facade.
High security, armored glass and chipcard authentication at reception gives us a hint as to their importance to the world's capitalist finance system.
You could try to send them a telex (962 487 biz ch), a fax (+41 61 280 9100; +41 61 280 8100) and check their website or spam them by email under or speak to them by phone on +41 61 280 8080:
So there. They deserve to hear from you, they rule your world by way of credit/money creation.
The river Rhine is pretty clean in Basle, you can cross it over bridges or take the powerless passive powered passenger ferry boat, that has no motor and no sail, but is propelled by the river's current, and tethered to a steel rope. These boats even work on autopilot, landing automagically and perfectly smooth at their piers on either end. The boat has a large lever which holds the rope at starboard or prot side, depending on direction of travel.
Medieval technology, perfect in the 21 century.
Young people sit on huge riverside concrete steps and drink cheap ALDI beer cans (perfectly cooled) and some even swim in the river.
Large oil tankers, low-profile (height) river shipping pass by, occasionally. There is not much room between bridge supports and bridges' underside when these monstrous ships glide by.
Some more fun facts:
Every swiss person is obligated to have a space in a nuclear bunker.
There are 13 million bank accounts where owners have not contacted the swiss bank for years or decades. (Nachrichtenlose Konten)
The amount of nazi gold that is stored in mountain tunnels is staggering and could pay for the UN's millenium goals many times over. (google nazigold).
The swiss banks have collaborated with the worst criminals, and continue their crimes unimpeded. They paid for the jewish holocaust account heirs from the coffee tin and the recent USA UBS court case was absorbed easily.
Switzerland makes more money from banking every year than saudi arabia from oil sales.
Hypocrisy in the alps.
Mountain fortress, hence the picture of machu pichu.
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