Monday, 13 August 2012
Sunday, 12 August 2012
Friday, 10 August 2012
Tuesday, 7 August 2012
The Emperor's New Clothes
The Emperor's New Clothes
by Hans Christian Anderson
Once upon a time there lived a vain Emperor whose only worry in life was to dress in elegant clothes. He changed clothes almost every hour and loved to show them off to his people.
Word of the Emperor's refined habits spread over his kingdom and beyond. Two scoundrels who had heard of the Emperor's vanity decided to take advantage of it. They introduced themselves at the gates of the palace with a scheme in mind.
"We are two very good tailors and after many years of research we have invented an extraordinary method to weave a cloth so light and fine that it looks invisible. As a matter of fact it is invisible to anyone who is too stupid and incompetent to appreciate its quality."
The chief of the guards heard the scoundrel's strange story and sent for the court chamberlain. The chamberlain notified the prime minister, who ran to the Emperor and disclosed the incredible news. The Emperor's curiosity got the better of him and he decided to see the two scoundrels.
"Besides being invisible, your Highness, this cloth will be woven in colors and patterns created especially for you." The emperor gave the two men a bag of gold coins in exchange for their promise to begin working on the fabric immediately.
"Just tell us what you need to get started and we'll give it to you." The two scoundrels asked for a loom, silk, gold thread and then pretended to begin working. The Emperor thought he had spent his money quite well: in addition to getting a new extraordinary suit, he would discover which of his subjects were ignorant and incompetent. A few days later, he called the old and wise prime minister, who was considered by everyone as a man with common sense.
"Go and see how the work is proceeding," the Emperor told him, "and come back to let me know."
The prime minister was welcomed by the two scoundrels.
"We're almost finished, but we need a lot more gold thread. Here, Excellency! Admire the colors, feel the softness!" The old man bent over the loom and tried to see the fabric that was not there. He felt cold sweat on his forehead.
"I can't see anything," he thought. "If I see nothing, that means I'm stupid! Or, worse, incompetent!" If the prime minister admitted that he didn't see anything, he would be discharged from his office.
"What a marvelous fabric, he said then. "I'll certainly tell the Emperor." The two scoundrels rubbed their hands gleefully. They had almost made it. More thread was requested to finish the work.
Finally, the Emperor received the announcement that the two tailors had come to take all the measurements needed to sew his new suit.
"Come in," the Emperor ordered. Even as they bowed, the two scoundrels pretended to be holding large roll of fabric.
"Here it is your Highness, the result of our labour," the scoundrels said. "We have worked night and day but, at last, the most beautiful fabric in the world is ready for you. Look at the colors and feel how fine it is." Of course the Emperor did not see any colors and could not feel any cloth between his fingers. He panicked and felt like fainting. But luckily the throne was right behind him and he sat down. But when he realized that no one could know that he did not see the fabric, he felt better. Nobody could find out he was stupid and incompetent. And the Emperor didn't know that everybody else around him thought and did the very same thing.
The farce continued as the two scoundrels had foreseen it. Once they had taken the measurements, the two began cutting the air with scissors while sewing with their needles an invisible cloth.
"Your Highness, you'll have to take off your clothes to try on your new ones." The two scoundrels draped the new clothes on him and then held up a mirror. The Emperor was embarrassed but since none of his bystanders were, he felt relieved.
"Yes, this is a beautiful suit and it looks very good on me," the Emperor said trying to look comfortable. "You've done a fine job."
"Your Majesty," the prime minister said, "we have a request for you. The people have found out about this extraordinary fabric and they are anxious to see you in your new suit." The Emperor was doubtful showing himself naked to the people, but then he abandoned his fears. After all, no one would know about it except the ignorant and the incompetent.
"All right," he said. "I will grant the people this privilege." He summoned his carriage and the ceremonial parade was formed. A group of dignitaries walked at the very front of the procession and anxiously scrutinized the faces of the people in the street. All the people had gathered in the main square, pushing and shoving to get a better look. An applause welcomed the regal procession. Everyone wanted to know how stupid or incompetent his or her neighbor was but, as the Emperor passed, a strange murmur rose from the crowd.
Everyone said, loud enough for the others to hear: "Look at the Emperor's new clothes. They're beautiful!"
"What a marvellous train!"
"And the colors! The colors of that beautiful fabric! I have never seen anything like it in my life!" They all tried to conceal their disappointment at not being able to see the clothes, and since nobody was willing to admit his own stupidity and incompetence, they all behaved as the two scoundrels had predicted.
A child, however, who had no important job and could only see things as his eyes showed them to him, went up to the carriage.
"The Emperor is naked," he said.
"Fool!" his father reprimanded, running after him. "Don't talk nonsense!" He grabbed his child and took him away. But the boy's remark, which had been heard by the bystanders, was repeated over and over again until everyone cried:
"The boy is right! The Emperor is naked! It's true!"
The Emperor realized that the people were right but could not admit to that. He though it better to continue the procession under the illusion that anyone who couldn't see his clothes was either stupid or incompetent. And he stood stiffly on his carriage, while behind him a page held his imaginary mantle.
Sunday, 29 July 2012
Peeling Back the Mask: Miguna Miguna
Peeling Back The Mask: Free PDF Download
Peeling Back the Mask has done little to unmask any corruption in Kenya’s political leadership. The book contains what seems legitimate corruption and unethical claims but none are backed by any evidence. This book simply contains attacks on the PM and those around him. It can only be described as the rants of a jilted lover.
http://nairobee.com/peeling-back-the-mask-pdf-version/
Monday, 5 March 2012
21 very important things to remember!
1. No one can ruin your day without YOUR permission.
2. Most people will be about as happy, as they decide to be
3. Others can stop you temporarily, but only you can do it permanently.
4. Whatever you are willing to put up with, is exactly what you will have.
5. Success stops when you do.
6. When your ship comes in.... make sure you are willing to unload it.
7. You will never have it all together.
8. Life is a journey...not a destination. Enjoy the trip! yes
9. The biggest lie on the planet When I get what I want I will be happy.
10. The best way to escape your problem is to solve it.
11. I've learned that ultimately , 'takers' lose and n'givers' win.
12. Life's precious moments don't have value, unless they are shared.
13. If you don't start, it's certain you won't arrive.
14. We often fear the thing we want the most.
15. He or she who laughs......lasts.
16. Yesterday was the deadline for all complaints.
17. Look for opportunities..not guarantees.
18. Life is what's coming....not what was.
19. Success is getting up one more time
20. Now is the most interesting time of all.
21. When things go wrong.....don't go with them.
21 very important things to remember!
1. No one can ruin your day without YOUR permission.
2. Most people will be about as happy, as they decide to be
3. Others can stop you temporarily, but only you can do it permanently.
4. Whatever you are willing to put up with, is exactly what you will have.
5. Success stops when you do.
6. When your ship comes in.... make sure you are willing to unload it.
7. You will never have it all together.
8. Life is a journey...not a destination. Enjoy the trip! yes
9. The biggest lie on the planet When I get what I want I will be happy.
10. The best way to escape your problem is to solve it.
11. I've learned that ultimately , 'takers' lose and n'givers' win.
12. Life's precious moments don't have value, unless they are shared.
13. If you don't start, it's certain you won't arrive.
14. We often fear the thing we want the most.
15. He or she who laughs......lasts.
16. Yesterday was the deadline for all complaints.
17. Look for opportunities..not guarantees.
18. Life is what's coming....not what was.
19. Success is getting up one more time
20. Now is the most interesting time of all.
21. When things go wrong.....don't go with them.
Thursday, 9 February 2012
Uncontented Generation
If you are SINGLE and keep on saying "I DON'T TRUST MEN OR WOMEN!"
remember... your mates are getting married every Saturday. Let me ask you,
are they marrying spirits? Wise up!
If you are MARRIED and keep saying "I HATE THIS MARRIAGE!" OK! Is it not
... ... married people like you that are celebrating Gold, Silver and even Platinum
jubilee?
If you keep on ranting, ''I'M LEAVING MY MAN/WOMAN, HE/SHE CHEATED ON ME!"
Please, go to town and see all the fine, cute, sexy, hot, hungry and
desperate chics/men waiting to snatch your woman/man's money and
property, they don't even mind sharing. Make it work, my friend!
Stop saying "I HATE MY JOB!" Look! 20million people are jobless and can't
even find any not to talk of keeping it! Do you want to join them?
You keep saying "I HATE WHERE I LIVE!" Oh please!
*tears*
Try visiting those locations that are flooding now, people leaving in
tin/zinc shacks in winter or people living/sleeping under the bridge at
night and you will be grateful to God that you even have a place to stay!
Some say "I AM TIRED OF THIS LIFE!" Well, go to the hospital and see people
fighting for their lives! Go to the mortuary and take a look then tell me
what you feel after that!
My point is, be positive and believe in God, that's all that matters.
AS FAR AS THERE IS LIFE, THERE IS HOPE. JUST KEEP TRYING AND TRUSTING IN
GOD, EVERYTHING WILL BE ALL RIGHT MY DEAR FRIENDS.
Saturday, 7 January 2012
Friday, 9 December 2011
I am a dying African bestial porn actor stranded in Europe
It all began when she answered to an internet announcement.
Lolita is from Nigeria and at only 26 years of age her testimony seems almost unbelievable. Her story perfectly illustrates some of the hardships thousands of African women go through. Prostitution has reduced her to a drug addict and an alcoholic with aids pulling her into the doomed path of the grim reaper.
Prostitution among African women is snowballing in Europe. Amely-James Bela, a business school graduate, has a long history of humanitarian and community work. She has been fighting to stop the traffic of women and children for prostitution. Her book La prostitution africaine en Occident sounds an alarm on this phenomenon. Afrik-news.com has also decided to follow her example by bringing this trend to light.
“If only I knew what was in store for me here, in this crazy place, this place that so many people admire, this place they all want to come to (…) a place where we, Africans, are considered as good for nothing, slaves who are made to eat human excrement and drink their urine. Some find it normal that sick people, perverts, rich people… use their money and influence to gravely abuse other humans.
They say that we are adults and therefore consenting, but this is not true because no one asked for my consent before throwing me into this hell hole. I was forced and threatened… and if we are adults, what about the kids who find themselves in this milieu? Those people pay a lot to abuse the youngest ones. Poor people do not pay such ludicrous amounts of money for such things, simply because all their money will still not be enough to buy these…
“I am not afraid anymore”
I am disgusted and no more afraid, and by the way, who cares? My days are numbered anyway. My aids is in its final stages. They have more respect for dogs than for us. I know that not all the girls go through what I have been through. But I know what goes on in this milieu and why the girls deny all those horrendous things so as not to fall victim to their anger. Their riches give them the right over our lives… If their drugs, their aids and alcohol had not brought me to my death bed, their filth and the filth of their dogs that I was made to swallow as well as their violence would have done it anyway.
I have prayed to God to forgive me and take me back. No human being can live with what I have in my head. I only have to close my eyes for a few seconds for all the horrors to come rushing back. Everyday and every night I go through the same torture. I need someone to help me end it all, I have no energy in me to even try it. My God! I want just a moment of silence to rest. I just want it over and done with and just go, go, go…
Recruited via the Internet
My troubles began in Lagos. I came across an internet announcement, which said that a businessman was looking for women who wanted to get married for his dating agency. There were photos and stories of happy and successful marriages. Apart from the internet announcement, I also answered to announcements posted in these magazines that we find everywhere now. It all went very fast. The man contacted me and we started communicating via the Internet. He promised me things that no woman would refuse. A dream. In a matter of three months, I had every single paper needed to leave for London. He also gave me the names of persons I had to meet and everything went well. I also had to go to Benin City (a city in Nigeria, ndlr) to collect a small parcel for him. I was a bit taken aback when I realized that the little parcel he was talking about were three young boys between the ages of eight and twelve. Their passports and visas were ready. Everything was ok. I went to see a guy called “wizard” for instructions.
Our trip took us through Ghana where someone provided us with Liberian passports with which we traveled to London. This was to help us obtain refugee status with ease. We left after spending three days in a shantytown in Accra where we were hidden to “avoid being spotted by jealous people who were not as lucky as us!” hmmm… The youngest boy was gripped by fear. He cried a lot, his whole body shook and could not utter a word. His only refuge were my arms and the only moment he left my arms was to allow me to go to the bathroom…
Defenseless children
At the airport, my fiancé and the person who was to collect the children were waiting. The separation was very painful. A lot of force was needed to tear the little boy from me. I never heard of those children again. I followed this man whom I knew nothing about apart from the fact that he called himself “Bryan”. We barely got to his house when the nightmare began. First of all, he wanted us to do it right away. But I told him that I needed some time as it is not too easy to open up to someone I did not know, just like that. But his violent grip made me give in immediately. My first hours on the English soil were marked with rape and violence on somebody’s living room floor. He took a rest, drank whiskey and came back to do those horrible and painful things that I didn’t even know existed, again and again. I thought I was going to die.
I was forced to do what he wanted, I knew only him and he had kept all my papers. After sexually abusing me, he asked me to watch films in which girls were having sex with animals. He said to study what the girls were doing because I was going to do the same soon. He said that my arrival had cost him a lot of money and I was going to have to pay him back. He also said that because he is a very nice man, he would find good business and film contracts and split the money between the two of us. He gave me a little something to give me courage, but not to worry because there was a lot of money to be made. Lots of money. That little something to give me courage was, in fact, drugs. This is how, three weeks after my arrival in England, I became a bestial porn star addicted to drugs and traveling through european capitals; Amsterdam, Berlin, Paris and London, my residence.
Women and animals
Once or twice a week, I was sent to film sets or individual homes to tape these nasty pornographic videos. Sometimes the master and his dogs would join in. It gave me nausea. His wife would look on, amused, while mixing herself cocktails. I took drugs and drunk before doing those scenes, because without getting high on drugs, I just couldn’t do it. These animals in me, their slaver, their hairs, their bad breathe, the scratches from their claws, while obeying their masters who would order them to go slow or use violence with me under them… I cried, I screamed, I prayed for the good lord to take me away. What was I doing? My poor mother would die if she knew. To prevent her from asking too many questions, I sent her money along with carefully staged photographs Bryan and I made.
The worst moment came was when I was made to perform oral sex on these animals. Sex with the animals were unprotected and the man told me that I was not at risk since God had made sure that animals could not impregnate humans. For years I did only that. Litres of animal sperm in my stomach. My body is so filthy that not a single child could possibly be conceived in it. One day, to spice up the scenes, the producer’s wife went and fetched puppies to suck my breasts. It was very painful because they sucked violently as there was no milk. The professionals sell these films across the world while others watch them during parties.
My family lives well and I live with aids
I have to confess that I made a lot of money. I had a house built back home and my family lives well. I pay the school fees for the young ones and I am respected and adored. My family is very proud of me because they know nothing about what I do. Out of greed, I worked more to get more money, which also meant more drugs and alcohol. Sometimes Bryan rented me out to a friend of his in the south of France, because in summer, the arrival of a number of yachts and celebrities at the côte d’azur means a big market for prostitutes and drug dealers. There are all night long orgies and they pay a lot. It is a change from the usual work and brings in a lot of money.
I think that is where I was infected with aids… and because I did not have regular medical check ups the disease was discovered too late. I was abandoned on the beaches of Saint Tropez. Bryan disappeared and changed his address. A prostitute from Poland came to my aid but since she was not able to cater for my drug needs as well as all she was doing for me, she introduced me to an African girl who was also involved in the same line of work, who introduced me to an association that takes care of African women with aids…
My disease is in its terminal stage. I won’t live past thirty. My body is covered with leeches, I am a drug addict, anorexic, alcoholic… I still work as a prostitute, but I am careful not to put my clients, who know nothing about my situation, at risk. I do it to help me buy drugs and alcohol. I take those things to speed things up, you know, my death. The images torture me and it is like a poison killing me in small doses. It is the worst kind of death. I regret so much for coming to Europe. Back home, I would be healthy, married and by now a mother…”
Thursday, 1 December 2011
Shunga sana! Subject: Jinsi ya Kuepuka Guruneti
1. Tembea peke yako washana na kirende (yaani 'crowd' kwa kikuyu)
.2. Tembea haraka haraka ndugu yangu, ukikaribia Kencom ama Ambassador ama stage ya Posta, simama then look left and right tentimes harafu upite mbio...
3. Ukiingia kwa matatu,Kenya Bus au City Hoppa kaa karibu na mlango, wariah au Walalu suspicious akiingia kwa hiyo matatu tafadhari shuka. Afadhali uende mguu nyumbani kuliko ku-fly dead!
4. Hapana kunywa pombe ya town, kuwa unakunywa huko mukuru kwa njenga, kiamaiko na mathare na kadhalika.
5. Supermarket unaenda kufanya nini?Kama ni lazima ufanye shopping enda lakini usipite hapo kwa tills, tuma attendant akuletee shopping yako ukiwa hapo - kama unaangalia mlango!
6. Usinunue avocado za pale ngara market au za gikomba, hapo ni karibu sana na eastleigh na nguruneti inaweza kuuzwa kama avocado. Shunga sana!
7. Hata kukaa tu ndeee kwa sitting ni hatia, kuna Yule jamaa aripigwo risasi akiwa sitting last week. Ukiwa kwa nyumba jipe shugli tafadhari..
BARIKIWENI SANA WANDUNGU NA WADADA
Saturday, 12 November 2011
Thursday, 3 November 2011
This is how the human brain often works when our 'status changes'.
> A blind girl hated
herself because she was blind.
>
> She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend.
>
> He was always there for her.
>
> She told her boyfriend, "If I could only see the
> world,
> I will marry you."
>
> One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When
> the bandages came off, she was able to see
> everything, including her boyfriend.
>
> He asked her 'Now that you can see the world, will
> you marry me?'
>
> The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was
> blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her.
> She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at
> them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry
> him
>
> Her boyfriend left her in tears and days later wrote
> a note to her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes,
> my dear, before they were yours, they were mine. '
>
> This is how the human brain often works when our
> 'status changes'.
> Only a very few remember what life was like before,
> and who was always by their side in the most painful
> situations.
>
> Life Is a Gift
>
> Today before you say an unkind word –
>
> Think of someone who can't speak.
>
> Before you complain about the taste of your food -
>
> Think of someone who has nothing to eat.
>
> Before you complain about your husband or wife -
>
> Think of someone who's crying out to for a
> companion.
>
> Today before you complain about life –
>
> Think of someone who went too early to heaven.
>
> Before you complain about your children –
>
> Think of someone who desires children but they're
> barren.
>
> Before you argue about your dirty house someone
> didn't clean or sweep - Think of the people who are
> living in the streets.
>
> Before whining about the distance you drive –
>
> Think of someone who walks the same distance with
> their feet.
>
> And when you are tired and complain about your job –
>
>
> Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who
> wish they had your job.
>
> But before you think of pointing the finger or
> condemning another –
>
> Remember that not one of us is without error and we
> all answer to the
> Divine.
>
> And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down -
>
> Put a smile on your face and
>
> Thank the Divine you're alive and still around.
>
> She hated everyone, except her loving boyfriend.
>
> He was always there for her.
>
> She told her boyfriend, "If I could only see the
> world,
> I will marry you."
>
> One day, someone donated a pair of eyes to her. When
> the bandages came off, she was able to see
> everything, including her boyfriend.
>
> He asked her 'Now that you can see the world, will
> you marry me?'
>
> The girl looked at her boyfriend and saw that he was
> blind. The sight of his closed eyelids shocked her.
> She hadn't expected that. The thought of looking at
> them the rest of her life led her to refuse to marry
> him
>
> Her boyfriend left her in tears and days later wrote
> a note to her saying: 'Take good care of your eyes,
> my dear, before they were yours, they were mine. '
>
> This is how the human brain often works when our
> 'status changes'.
> Only a very few remember what life was like before,
> and who was always by their side in the most painful
> situations.
>
> Life Is a Gift
>
> Today before you say an unkind word –
>
> Think of someone who can't speak.
>
> Before you complain about the taste of your food -
>
> Think of someone who has nothing to eat.
>
> Before you complain about your husband or wife -
>
> Think of someone who's crying out to for a
> companion.
>
> Today before you complain about life –
>
> Think of someone who went too early to heaven.
>
> Before you complain about your children –
>
> Think of someone who desires children but they're
> barren.
>
> Before you argue about your dirty house someone
> didn't clean or sweep - Think of the people who are
> living in the streets.
>
> Before whining about the distance you drive –
>
> Think of someone who walks the same distance with
> their feet.
>
> And when you are tired and complain about your job –
>
>
> Think of the unemployed, the disabled, and those who
> wish they had your job.
>
> But before you think of pointing the finger or
> condemning another –
>
> Remember that not one of us is without error and we
> all answer to the
> Divine.
>
> And when depressing thoughts seem to get you down -
>
> Put a smile on your face and
>
> Thank the Divine you're alive and still around.
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People with blue eyes last the longest in relationships. They are kind, pretty or handsome, very good kissers and are really hot. They always fall in love with their closest friends and never understand why. They are very funny, outgoing and don't care what people think or say. They love to party.They are very satisfying and love to please. Are straight up WARRIORS((aka wolves)) when they need to be.They are bad to the bone.
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Green eyes
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Hazel Eyes
People with hazel eyes are very lovable. They are really hot and are awesome to be around. They enjoy 'pet names'. They don't care what people think or say. They are lovers not fighters. But if you mess around, they'll knock you out.They are real partiers.They are also the hottest of all. Very sexy people,and awesome kissers. They are very satisfying and they love to please. They can exceed your pleasure standards. They are very laid back, chilled and love to just be around. If you repost this and have hazel eyes then you will be happy soon with the person who is in your heart.
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BROWN EYES
Either sexy as hell or are adorable. Loves to make new friends. Their relationship tends to be very honest because if they aren't truly in love, then the relationship won't work. They fall easily for their best friends. Will do anything for that special person. Kind and polite. Enjoys being with their guy/girl. LOVES to party. Can make ANYONE laugh or cheer them up. Loves to please the one they care for or love. The BEST ones at sex . is NOT THE PERSON YOU WANT TO PISS OFF WILL KNOCK YOU OUT!! Amazing Kisser.