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Ég mótmæli hér með aðgerðum israela, það eru eflaust allir búnir að frétta hvað gerðist í dag, en ég ætla samt að pósta frétt tengda því sem gerðist (copypeistað frá palestina.is). Mig langar bara að lýsa því yfir að ég er stoltur af Mella. Eight internationals, Darlene Wallach (Jewish) US; William (Liam) Barry, Australia; Valery Bourreges, French citizen living in US; Mashhour Mab-Eid, Jordan; Josie Sanderthingy, UK; Makoto Hibino, Japan; Hrafknell Brynjarsson, Iceland; Mikael Nielsen, Denmark have been detained and threatened with deportation despite having done nothing illegal. The group were here as individuals part of a humanitarian mission to observe and, as necessary, act as a human shield to protect Palestinian civilians who were in danger from Israeli forces. They were part of a larger group in the Balata Refugee Camp, some working two or three together in different places escorting injured persons walking on foot to a clinic and to ambulances and others observing soldiers and trying to moderate their behavior, reassuring Palestinian families, and assessing damage. For example, as the Israeli forces made their way from house to house, knocking down joint walls between families, the internationals tried to be inside with families and explain to soldiers that the doors were open to adjoining rooms and apartments and there was no need to make holes in walls to gain access. At times there were soldiers who listened, while others were very aggressive. When not able to enter the buildings, the internationals tried to get as close as they could and to tell the soldiers why they were there. They held their hands up and waved their passports in the air to show they were internationals. The internationals offered to walk in front of the soldiers so they could enter through doors rather than destroying walls. Some soldiers were gentle and friendly and allowed them to remain in place, while others were very aggressive, yelling at them, forcing them to move away, shooting warning shots from M-16s etc. The internationals tried to be near the more aggressive soldiers to try to reason with them and to act as human shields. My sources say that EVERY HOME in the Balata camp has been seriously damaged by holes in walls and sometimes collapsed roofs or totally destroyed. At the same time another group of internationals were at the Rafadiah Hospital checkpoint, just outside the hospital, trying to convince the soldiers there to allow ambulances to leave and reenter. Soldiers were taking about 30 minutes to search each ambulance in each direction. This sometimes included removing the tires of the ambulance. Other ambulances were not allowed to move at all. viernes, mayo 31
Leið svona í dag, aldrei að drekka aftur. Rósa er víst of gömul og við of ungir. Auðun Helgason er víst svalur skv Villa. Þökkum Bogga fyrir gott drive, mér fyrir bestu shortkötin og eigendum blómapotta í vesturbænum. ALDREI AÐ DREKKA AFTUR....................................... Senegölsku ljónunum tókst að tæta franska hanann í sig. Senegal á ekkert nema hrós skilið fyrir það, nema að ég tapaði stigum í draumadeildinni og helv. andsk. jói er efstur (en það er samt mér að þakka, i aint bitter!). Senegal 1 
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Þjóðsöngur Senegal, nokkuð svalur Sound, all of you, your Koras, Beat the drums, The red Lion has roared, The Tamer of the bush with one leap has rushed forward Scattering the gloom. Light on our terrors, Light on our hopes. Arise, brothers, Africa behold united! CHORUS Shoulder to shoulder, O people of Sénégal, more than brothers to me, arise! Unite the sea and the springs, Unite the steppe and the forest! Hail, mother Africa, Hail, mother Africa! Sénégal, thou son of the Lion Arise in the night with great speed, Restore, oh, restore to us the honour of our ancestors, Magnificent as ebony and strong as muscles! We are a straight people-the sword has no fault. CHORUS Sénégal, we make your great design our own: To gather the chicks, sheltering them from kites, To make from them, from East to West, from North to South, A people rising as one, in seamless unity, Yet a people facing all the winds of the earth. CHORUS Sénégal, like thee, like all our heroes, We will be stern without hatred, and with open arms. The sword we will put peacefully in its sheath, For work and words will be our weapon. The Bantu is our brother, the Arab, and the White man too. CHORUS But if the enemy violates our frontiers, We will all be ready, weapons in our hands; A people in its faith defying all evil; Young and old, men and women, Death, yes! but not dishonour. jueves, mayo 30
 which Episode II character are you? Anakin Skywalker - jedi apprentice. Like Anakin, you know your morals and usually always stick to the rules. However, stray away from those who know best and you may become naiive to what anybody tells you. Stay with those whom you trust and have always been your friends. Otherwise, you may find yourself being manipulated by outside parties. Er í fornhaganum, með Hr Hring og half naked half asleep Boggi. Planið er bjór og svo bærinn að hitta Villa Joð og Atla Hafþórs.. Annars bara vinna vinna vinna en smá pássa á morgun til að horfa á Frakkana bursta Senegal. Ég valdi einnig castro í liðið mitt samkvæmt heitu tippi frá Hugo.................... Nauthólsvíkurbúgí Paaartýýý!!! Förum niðrí Nauthólsvík og höldumst hönd í hönd Við göngum niðrá ströndina, hey hey heeeeeey. Við klóakrörið er alltaf líf við megum synda þar við verðum ekki stíf niðri við ströndina, hey hey heeeeey. [og smá daraddadda] Finnum okkur lítinn lund og eigum saman ástarfund uppi í Öskjuhlíð, hey hey heeeeeey. Léttklædd spröngum út um allt, um miðjan júlí okkur verður ei kalt, uppi í Öskjuhlíð, hey hey heeeeeeeeeeey. [og smá daraddadda] Nauthólsvík í kvöld Við höldum ekki heilu geði ef við fáum ekki að halda gleði niðrí Nauthólsvík. Hey hey heeeeeeey. Ástin kviknar alls staðar, Og á okkur glápa pervertar, uppi í Öskjuhlíð, hey hey heeeeeey [og smá daraddadda] Nauthólsvík í kvöld martes, mayo 28
Ég hef lengi átt mér draum. Mig dreymir hvorki um að verða frægur né ríkur heldur dreymir mig um að opna: "Geiri´s all Zucchini palace" eða eins og jói þýddi: "Kúrbíts Kastala Geira". Þetta verður svona þema staður í kringum kúrbíta, surprise surprise. Jóhann Þórsson verður meðeigandi og Gunni Jó verður Maitre D'. Ætla í banka á morgun og fá lán til að fjármagna þessa hugmynd  |
