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In timp s-ar lega amicitii, simpatii, echipe...care isi vor sopti cartile astfel incat sa-si creasca sansele de a ramane in joc...Dar cat de repede ai putea uita in acest timp ca miza este si viata ta?&lt;br /&gt;
Timpul va trece...prelungindu-se. Tragerile de timp vor face jocul nesfarsit si jucatorii vor uita incet, incet care este miza. Strategiile lor vor capata alte nuante, unele mai simpliste, unele in care jocul cu viata va deveni obisnuinta! &lt;br /&gt;
In jocul de pocker de cele mai multe ori conteaza cu mult mai mult ce parere au ceilalti despre cartea care o ai in mana, decat parerea ta despre propiile-ti carti! Astfel, de cele mai multe ori vei crea senzatii celor din jurul tau, vei sti cand sa blufezi si mai ales vei sti cand sa astepti ca adversarul sa te atace! Dar daca viata ta ar fi in joc...cu ce fel de carti ai paria!?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1216012835909629760-7034379553368868526?l=corbalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Dar cum s-a nascut Democratia in Romania si cum a evoluat ea?&lt;br /&gt;
S-a nascut din istorie, caci istoria avea mersul ei pe atunci si pentru ca Romania a fost si ea parte a istoriei. Pe vremea aceea lumea se transforma, vechile conflicte incetau si organizarea mondiala se afla intr-un impas- supraproductia!&lt;br /&gt;
Am deschis portile...sau mai bine spus ne-au fost deschise portile. Dar in curtea noastra am ramas noi- romanii care traiau speranta!&lt;br /&gt;
In fasa Democratia a fost schilodita de regimul Iliescu prin mineriadele sale, inalturnad astfel sansa oricarei opozitii...Pentru ca puterea si avutia nationala trebuia sa fie a lor! De ce? - DIN LACOMIE DE PUTERE SI BANI!&lt;br /&gt;
Apoi Democratiei i s-a ucis spiritul de catre regimul Constantinescu! Prin tradarea aspiratiilor celor care credeau in schimbare. Cum? PRIN LACOMIE DE BANI!&lt;br /&gt;
Ulterior Democratia a fost folosita...asa schilodita si furata de spirit, ca pe un ins retard, l-au manipulat ei- cei care isi asteptau randul!! In regimul Basescu au venit ei, cei care stateau la rand...plini de aroganta, mediocrii si inculti au construit o panza de paianjen si au acaparat tot ce a mai ramas viu si mai ales tot ce se mai putea lua- banii oamenilor! Pentru ca alta avutie n-a mai ramas pe plaiurile astea, nimic altceva decat oamenii care consuma si produc! De ce fac ei asta acum? TOT PENTRU PUTERE SI PENTRU BANI!!&lt;br /&gt;
Ce le-am putea reprosa lor?? NIMIC! &lt;br /&gt;
Am putea doar sa ne reprosam noua neputinta! &lt;br /&gt;
Pentru ca fiecare dintre noi avem un copil pe care il crestem si un parinte pe care trebuie sa-l ajutam!&lt;br /&gt;
Cum o facem?&lt;br /&gt;
Cat ne implicam?&lt;br /&gt;
DELOC!&lt;br /&gt;
Ce ar trebui sa facem? &lt;br /&gt;
Putin - sa fim noi insine fara teama! Sa fim drepti si puri, implicati si informati! Sa lasam sa creasca in inimile noastre dorinta de a darui, dorinta de a iubi, nevoia de a FI!&lt;br /&gt;
Cu cat vom fi mai multi, cu atat mai sigur va fi ca aceasta natiune nu va pieri!&lt;br /&gt;
La multi ani, Democratie!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1216012835909629760-705835285045163323?l=corbalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Individul care a uitat sa se mai caute pe sine devine fiara ce musca din ceilalti. Devine parte din haita celor ca el si isi imbraca trupul cu hainele dispretului. De la dispret si pana la pierzanie, nu mai este decat un pas...pasul tacerii.&lt;br /&gt;
Ceea ce vedem azi pe strazi este exact confruntarea intre dispret, nebunie, tacere si urletul celui uitat. In timp, fara o inteligenta reactie in fata acestor manifestari, toate cele se vor intrepatrunde:- urletul va inlocui tacerea, nebunul va fi inlocuit de nebunie, dispretul va hrani ura! &lt;br /&gt;
Si...ca dupa fiecare furtuna, se va alege linistea...Linistea in care se vor naste alti nebuni si alte taceri!&lt;br /&gt;
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Cum se aprind in noi tacerile&lt;br /&gt;
si-atat ne ard&lt;br /&gt;
precum sufletele pierdute &lt;br /&gt;
isi cer la porti &lt;br /&gt;
un codru de paine&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cum mai ard pe noi uitarile&lt;br /&gt;
si-atat ne ingheata&lt;br /&gt;
precum mintile ratacite&lt;br /&gt;
isi spala cautarile&lt;br /&gt;
prin fata altarelor&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Cum ne mai mor copiii&lt;br /&gt;
intr-o lume ce le-o daruim&lt;br /&gt;
ca pe un val de smoala&lt;br /&gt;
intr-o cibernetica&lt;br /&gt;
a diavolilor&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Si tu cel tanar intr-un decembrie&lt;br /&gt;
erou al unui timp de-o clipa&lt;br /&gt;
cat de repede te-ai imbracat&lt;br /&gt;
in haina nepasarii&lt;br /&gt;
si-a lasitatii.&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Ei ne-au furat gloria si crezul&lt;br /&gt;
ne-au confiscat generatiile&lt;br /&gt;
si-au pus lanturi grele&lt;br /&gt;
facandu-ne traseisti&lt;br /&gt;
ce isi vand spiritul&lt;br /&gt;
&lt;br /&gt;
Noroiul ne acopera&lt;br /&gt;
si crucea ne apasa&lt;br /&gt;
dormim fara de vise&lt;br /&gt;
si nu mai stim a striga:&lt;br /&gt;
Desteapta-te romane!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1216012835909629760-8559613804475922408?l=corbalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Ce ar face un borfas marunt intr-o sala de teatru? El, singur, nu s-ar supune majoritatii ci, la adapostul intunericului ar inceraca sa buzunareasca pe careva, sau s-ar ascunde ca un vierme, intr-un colt (in cel mai fericit caz).&lt;br /&gt;
Dar daca in sala de teatru ar mai intra un borfas? Cei doi vor prinde curaj! Se vor aseza cu ostentatie pe un scaun si ii vor deranja pe ceilati din jurul lor! Dar daca ar mai intra 10 borfasi!!? Atunci cu siguranta cei din sala vor fi stapaniti (chiar daca raportul ar fi 10 la 1) si piesa de teatru se va juca cum vor cere, sub amenintare, borfasii!!&lt;br /&gt;
In care situatie se afla Romania!? Suntem captivi intr-o puscarie si ne impacam intru credinta si speranta, sau suntem in sala de teatru unde stam prostiti (poate chiar las) la cheremul borfasilor?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1216012835909629760-2344159042271337885?l=corbalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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Asta ma intrebam vazand ieri coloane de elevi care au participat in Blaj la o actiune de ecologizare. Ce au facut ei? Indrumati si coordonati de profesori, au strans gunoaiele pe care cetateanul orasului cultural Blaj- aceasta Mica Roma, cu detasare si constiinta impacata, le-a risipit peste tot:- pe malul apei, prin parcuri, prin padure, etc.&lt;br /&gt;
Si asa ma duce gandul mai departe:- locuiesc intr-o zona in care linistea si natura isi pun amprenta pe viata in general si iti mangaie sufletul...daca il mai ai treaz!&lt;br /&gt;
Doar trebuie sa ignor cum tractoarele aceluiasi individ rup din bordurile si asfaltul puse de nici doi ani (pentru a ne civiliza), cum aceleasi tractoare scupia uleiul lor negru si lipicios pe drumul strajuit de verdeata.. Mai trebuie sa ignor curatenia de toamna si de primavara, atunci cand trebuie sa ma baricadez in casa etansand cat se poate orice geam si usa in speranta ca fumul greu si toxic nu imi va patrunde pana in maruntaie, caci ei nu doar ca ard niste vegetatie uscata, ei isi pun pe foc toate gunoaile adunate prin gospodarie vreme de jumatate de an:- cauciucuri, plasticate, putregaiuri...si bunul simt!!&lt;br /&gt;
Si toate acestea se intampla in zona A a municipiului Blaj, caci da!! - suntem impozitati si taxati exact ca in centrul Blajului- acolo unde cu siguranta tractoarele nu defileaza cu voiosie, acolo unde vacile nu se balega neimpresionate de cenusiul asfaltului, acolo unde fumul gros nu inlocuieste ceata intr-o dusmanie apriga!! &lt;br /&gt;
Posibil ca, atunci cand, pe langa asflat si canalizare (motivul pentru care suntem considerati zona A a Blajului), vom avea parte si de emancipare si bun simt din partea concetatenilor, aceasta zona sa fie declarata protejata, un fel de parc national, astfel incat sa fie considerata o zona de A+++ si sa fim impozitati pana la neputinta!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1216012835909629760-3011130864752256730?l=corbalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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     Daca vom incerca sa rostogolim cele doua sfere vom observa ca directia uneia poate fi controlata, pe cand a celeilalte nu!!&lt;br /&gt;
     Este ceea ce se intampla astazi cu capitalismul care, din clasic a devenit salbatic, s-a detasat de regula aplicata materiei pure si comportamentului natural, bazandu-se in special pe capitalul neacoperit  si pe comportamentul indus.&lt;br /&gt;
     Orice sistem economic si social care deviaza de la principiile sale axiomatice devine incontrolabil si genereaza crize. La fel s-a intamplat si cu sistemul capitalist care, a deviat de la sfera sanatoasa in care centrul de gravitatie era definit prin factorii de productie si consum si unde beneficiul se concentra in mainile celor care detineau factorul de productie, iar satisfactia era de partea consumatorului...catre sfera oloaga in care centrul de gravitatie s-a deformat iar beneficiul s-a concentrat in mainile celor care au pus stapanire pe factorii de productie facandu-i dependenti de capitalul lor si au stimulat artificial consumul.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1216012835909629760-2582658988790758473?l=corbalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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In prag de sarbatoare crestina, va doresc Sanatate!!Tie omule si tie Natiune!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1216012835909629760-4640701607670682637?l=corbalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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ce ar putea astepta romanii in 2012?&lt;br /&gt;
personal as dori sa fie momentul in care acest ciclu al erei comunismului romanesc sa ia sfarsit! sa fie momentul in care Romania se va sfarsi ca tara a tradarilor si dezbinarilor si sa inceapa era unei natiuni care isi va regasi originea! as dori ca aceasta tara sa nu se mai numeasca Romania, ci Dacia...iar noi sa nu mai fim numiti romani, ci daci. pare o prostie ceea ce spun, dar fara acest inceput simbolic ar fi foarte greu sa dam speranta si greutate acestei sperante pentru acest popor.&lt;br /&gt;
comunismul a castigat puterea prin lovitura de stat. comunismul a fost inlaturat prin lovitura de stat. in curand vom trai o alta lovitura de stat. suntem natiunea care a dus la rang de normalitate frauda, evaziunea, minciuna demnitarilor, neonoarea si mai nou legitimam loviturile de stat.pentru ca astazi, avand in vedere modul in care s-a castigat si s-a mentinut puterea in era PDL, dincolo de orice promisiuni neonorate, dincolo de orice legi neaplicate, dincolo de orice majoritati declarate, dincolo de disfunctionalitatile tot mai pregnante din randul institutiilor si ale autoritatilor...dincolo de toate acestea, vegheaza ceilalti...ceilalti care simt ca adversarul a slabit si care ii vor locul...si uite asa se va manipula o gloata, la fel ca in '89, si se va darama un guvern si se va demite un presedinte...si poporul va accepta si va aplauda. pana cand?&lt;br /&gt;
eu sper ca pana in 2012, anul in care lumea aceasta va lua sfarsit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1216012835909629760-5742530019104640028?l=corbalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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un presedinte responsabil, un prim ministru responsabil, pusi in fata unei revolte, unor manifestatii ca cea a politistilor ar trebui in regim de urgenta sa se concentreze catre gasirea unor solutii, sa-si ceara scuze public pentru situatia in care au adus aceasta categorie profesionala si...daca nu au solutii, sa-si recunoasca infrangerea, sa-si recunoasca pozitia de neincredere in care se afla fata de popor si sa demisioneze!&lt;br /&gt;
oamenii acestia au o atitudine imatura si iresponsabila! ei nu realizeaza ca poporul roman in intregul sau sufera si se afla in aceeasi stare de spirit ca si politistii! poporul roman nu cauta victime si responsabili, acest popor cere azi dreptul la o viata decenta!! domnule presedinte, domnule prim-ministru...sunteti orbi? credeti ca cei care va sustin dintr-un interes personal sunt cei care au dreptate si noi, toti ceilalti, victime ale unor politici indreptate mereu si mereu impotriva noastra, suntem doar o masa de natangi? NU!! noi suntem cei fata de care voi, conducatorii, ar trebui sa aveti supunere si obligatii, noi suntem cei pe care ar trebui sa ne iubiti neconditionat, pentru ca noi suntem poporul! poporul acesta sufera, atat de mult incat a ajuns sa se manifeste prin gesturi dincolo de limita bunului simt...pentru ca instintinctul de conservare este deasupra bunului simt...pentru ca familiile noastre sufera, pentru ca viata noastra ne este furata zi de zi de catre acei iresponsabili oportunisti fara constiinta pe care inca ii mai credeti voi, conducatorii nostri.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1216012835909629760-8693339194105155740?l=corbalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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I-a fost dat să înţeleagă şi să aleagă.El poate iubi, poate ierta, poate urâ sau poate lovi. De cele mai multe ori totul se întâmplâ fără să facă o alegere în acest sens, el doar face,pur şi simplu inerţial, pentru că a uitat să mai înţeleagă. A uitat. E atât de simplu să loveşti în jurul tău.&lt;br /&gt;Un copil pleacă mâhnit de la şcoală pentru că tocmai pe el au uitat ceilalţi să-l aplaude atunci când a dat un răspuns corect. „De ce eşti supărat?” „Azi la şcoală fiecare răspundeam la o întrebare. Când cineva răspundea corect ceilalţi aplaudau. Când am răspuns eu, pe mine nu m-au aplaudat chiar dacă răspunsul meu a fost corect. M-a întrebat doamna de ce sunt supărat şi i-am spus. Atunci a zis: copii, să-l aplaudam...Eu le-am zis: nu mai am nevoie acum...”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Putem spune altfel decât că este o nedreptate ca omul încă din pruncie este condus spre un fel de a fi astfel cum înţeleg cei din jurul său? Ce este drept în faptul că te-ai nascut într-un mediu mizer? Ce este drept în faptul că societatea te-a împins către o direcţie? Ce este drept în faptul că atunci când te trezeşti e atât de târziu, atât de trecut, atât de risipit fără să poţi întoarce timpul, fără să mai poţi alege, ci doar să-ţi înfrunţi resemnarea? Să fie oare destinul cea mai puternică lecţie despre nedreptate?Pruncul să fie cea mai nedreptăţită fiinţă din univers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dar ce putem spune despre copilărie? Este oare drept ca pe terenul de joacă un copil să se roage de un altul să-l lase şi pe el cu bicicleta? Nu este o nedreptate faptul că un copil, acelaşi, mereu acelaşi e ultimul atunci când are loc o întrecere la alergare? Ce poate fi drept atunci când dintr-un cărucior, imobilizat, un copil se joacă doar privind?&lt;br /&gt;E clar, nu pruncia e cea mai puternică lecţie a nedreptaţii! Copilăria poate fi mult mai nedreaptă!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Ce amintire frumoasă e adolescenţa! Câte visuri, câte legăminte...câte speranţe! Atunci încolţesc iubirile, atunci se naşte puterea, atunci idealurile. Dar, vai! Fata aceea cu ochii albaştri, cu râsul său minunat, atât de plăcut, atât de frumoasă! Ea nici nu se uită la el, ea nici nu ştie că el există. Da. Şi mai e şi ea, fata aceea tăcută, care încearcă să se ascundă mereu printre umbre, cu o privire mereu tristă, care îşi ascunde bluziţa sărăcăioasă, aceeaşi zi de zi, pentru că ea nu are cămaşi frumoase, ea nu are haine noi, ea nu are parfumuri la fel ca si celelalte fete. Şi el. El care poartă ochelarii aceeia cu dioptrii multe, el care nu este chemat în echipa de fotbal a clasei niciodată...Şi mai e şi el, şi ea...ei, cei care simt foamea, simt frigul şi care duc zi de zi cu ei certurile celor de acasă ca pe un junghi permanent, ca pe ...Asta nu o fi tot o lecţie a nedreptăţii? Sigur adolescenţa e crudă şi nedreaptă, cea mai nedreaptă!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ea este o femeie fericită: azi a născut. A născut un băieţel frumos, cu ochi ca o mărgea, cu mânuţe care par atât de fragile încât îi este teamă să le atingă. În jurul ei sunt alte mame, fericite şi ele. Plânsul copiilor din jurul său pare un cântec al vieţii. Şi viaţa pare o împlinire- visele capătă o noua formă, speranţele sunt altele şi iubirea...iubirea are un alt sens acum.&lt;br /&gt;Dar viaţa e fragilă, viaţa poate fi luată înapoi de destin. În lumina pe care doar ea o vede copilul ei se stinge. Rămâne doar un trup pe care îl strânge la piept, cu care ar vrea să-şi umple golul din ea, pentru ca ea azi nu se mai simte femeie, nu se mai simte deloc, în locul ei e doar durerea şi...strigătul.&lt;br /&gt;Aş zice că asta e lecţia nedreptăţii.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El. Azi priveşte în urmă. Are doi copii mari, sănătoşi, care i-au dăruit nepoţi. El e mândru şi liniştit. Soarbe umbra nucului în zilele de vară şi mângâie focul din sobă atunci când viforul şuieră ameninţător pe la ferestre.A fost un om bun, un om apreciat, iubit. În jurul său erau copiii, familia, prietenii. Azi el priveşte în urmă căutând a ignora durerea din piept, ori poate din oase, ori poate de pretutindeni căci ea, durerea, i-a rămas fidelă, ea şi singurătatea... Se întinde pe patul său şi adoarme- un somn al ultimelor visuri. Afară viforul încetează a mai şuiera pentru o clipa, atât cât de un rămas bun, apoi şuieră din nou, mai vârtos chiar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asta da lecţie despre nedreptate!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1216012835909629760-8417778283786004488?l=corbalb.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;
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