By courtesy of Rafal Ziemkiewicz:

Due to assistance by Mr Kristof from London I can proudly present my column from interia.pl, that made me the aim of a smear campaign in UK. Please read and have your own opinion. Feel free to widespread this text by every way you want.

BARBARIANS INSIDE THE WALLS

“You, the Poles, look for problems and always meddle in matters that are not your concern” – a countryman of mine who works near London thus related his conversation with a local. ”How can we not be concerned, when we walk down a street and see a woman being raped?” replied the Pole. ”If it is s not my woman, sure, what do I care?” said the local.

This is one of many anecdotes I heard during my last visit to Great (only in name) Britain, but typical. It is worth mentioning when this conversation took place – after the Manchester bombing, the day after an Islamic terrorist murdered over twenty people at the concert, mostly children (including two of ours), the Poles, as always, talked about nothing else. The English – as if nothing had happened. Ariana Grande – yes, I have heard of her. Nice weather today, although last year it was warmer at this time.

No, it is not the famous stiff upper lip; it is fear, comrades, that conversations on “those” subjects may lead to problems. We can do without conversations on such a slippery subject, comrades. Someone could say something which subjectively does not seem racist but will be considered racist objectively and there will be consequences. What for, it’s not my woman who is being raped. Are they my children or parents who were murdered there?

I find it very difficult not to draw Soviet parallels. An atmosphere of constant caution. A school cook who by mistake puts a burger on a Muslim child’s plate, sacked immediately. A worker is asked to wear a helmet and points to a group of black people and dares say why don’t you make them wear helmets. He used the term “black people” which was neutral once but now is racist.

When we hear that you can get in trouble for ordering “black coffee” (instead of “without milk”), the association with our past regime becomes irresistible. All the more when black people, particularly Muslims, treat their white colleagues at work with contempt and malice and the management takes no notice, or dismisses it with a standard phrase “It was only a joke” or “they grew up in a different culture”.

Someone may say – strange tales. I would not believe it myself, had I not heard it from people living there, every time I visit the West, and particularly in Brexit-torn Britain. Yet it fits all the known facts. We are talking about a country where, after the murder by a street terrorist of a soldier in uniform, the soldiers were told not to wear uniforms outside the garrisons. A country where the media carefully hide information about acts of violence in migrant communities such as the punishment of women for “indecent” dress or behaviour by having acid thrown in their faces (about 400 such incidents last year), such information being strictly taboo. Where instances of ”homophobia” or “racism” are fiercely pursued, and the Polish community is infiltrated with particular suspicion.

One day my wife and I talked to an old Polish lady, a migrant who still remembers the war, and a young Pole brought up in England. The old lady told us how the English displayed a wall-sized poster of kissing homosexuals outside a Polish church, and what action she took, mobilising everybody, moving heaven and earth to get it taken down, and of similar actions. The young man said that in principle we were right, but action has no sense, as we are being flooded by black people, and Poland will be too, and that whatever we do they will do what they want with us, so it is better not to endanger ourselves.

It seems that the majority of Westerners live with such views today. The elderly and childless descendants of the decadent and degenerate race living here subscribe to the illusion that by being careful not to provoke or offend the invaders, everything will turn out fine. Just as people once fervently believed in the appeasement of Hitler, by giving him in turn the Rhine, Austria and Czechoslovakia. Hence the real rage of the British against the president of the USA, from Mrs. May to countless anonymous internet users, that he dared to tell them what situation they are in. They definitively do not wish to know, and in the event of a further terrorist attack it will be Trump’s fault, because he provoked them – in the same way that Poland was blamed for provoking Hitler’s aggression, by not giving him the city of Gdansk. A climate straight from Witkacy’s novels, or – just like Gintrowski’s song:

The barbarians are coming, no one can defeat them
Their swords will rip out the guts of the ancient world
Their roars terrify, their names stink
Attila, Odoacer, Vitiges, Genseric
Rome does not want to know which one is coming
Nothing can stir rebellion in their sleepy minds
Digesting day and night on the bosoms of courtesans
Or composing a treatise on the art of love

The life of my generation is indeed strange. Not to mention that, thirty years ago, the fall of the Soviet Union was unthinkable. But if someone told me then that I would witness the fall of the West with my own eyes, that paradise and paradigm of everything that is best, and after each return from abroad I would have to supress the urge to jump from the plane’s stairs to kiss the ground of my home country on my knees…

Source: http://fakty.interia.pl/opinie/ziemkiewicz/news-barbarzyncy-w-murach,nId,2472320

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Dear Sir or Madam,

I wish to inform you that the article “In Joan Dempsey’s debut, an art history professor faces secrets of past as WWII resistance fighter  published on your website http://www.pressherald.com/2017/10/08/in-joan-dempseys-debut-novel-an-art-history-professor-faces-secrets-of-her-past-as-a-world-war-ii-resistance-fighter/ October 8, 2017 contains the following defamatory phrase “Nazi Poland” in reference to the Nazi German occupied Poland during  World War 2.

Poland was occupied by the Nazi Germany from 1939 to 1945 and no Polish collaboration government was ever formed during that period. The Polish Government in Exile arrived in London in 1940.  Poland was completely devastated by Germans during World War II and Poles did not have any control over Poland’s territory. Nevertheless unlike many other countries i.e. Finland, Russia, Croatia, Albania, Romania, Hungary, Belgium, Netherlands, France, Denmark, Norway, Sweden or Baltic countries there was no Polish collaboration government and there were no Polish units or divisions in SS, Wehrmacht or any other Nazi military units. Poland did not exist as an independent state during World War 2, as some of its territory had been annexed to Germany, and the remaining part came under the so-called General Government, an administrative entity completely subject to the German Reich.

No ”Nazi Poland” ever existed: The Poles, as the first, resisted Hitler and his state of Lawlessness and Death. The Polish Underground State operated the greatest resistance movement among all the countries occupied by the Germans.  Any collaboration with the enemy was punished by the Polish Underground State – the punishment was death.

Calling Poland, country that  lost virtually 20% of its population during the II World War, “Nazi”  is insensitive to the families of the millions of ethnic Poles who were killed, forced into slave labour, tortured, maimed, terrorized and starved during the brutal and inhuman occupation of Poland. Polish citizens equally Poles, Jews and those of other nationalities were shot in the streets, murdered in German and Soviet concentration camps, gassed in gas chambers, starved and killed by Germans and their helpers in several countries.

In view of the above, we request that you remove the defamatory expression “Nazi Poland” from the website under your administration.

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There is no doubt that all European smokers are extremely oppressed by EU and goverment officials mad with health mission. The “Daily Rxpress” joined the company of oppressors some days ago in an article titled “Harry Keeps On Smoking” by Adam Helliker. The author took aim at Prince Harry (the third in line to the throne), the last independent European smoker.

Says a fellow ruddy-faced reveller: “Prince Harry was sitting next to the bar, in full view of the barmen and security and chain-smoked all night. No one dreamed of saying anything to him and, if anything, it encouraged a couple of friends who were with him at the party to follow suit.”

Don’t ask ruddy-faced revellers about princes habits. They are the characters, who always are about to degrade sombody’s dignity to win the affection of public opinion.

Given that he has no lack of support from his family, perhaps the real reason Harry is reluctant to stub out his final cigarette one has to look to his pneumatic girlfriend, Chelsy Davy.

The Zimbabwe-born blonde, who arrived in London last week for a two-week bender with Harry before she starts her postgraduate politics degree at Leeds this month, is such a committed smoker she was even photographed last month on the balcony of her hospital room cigarette in hand as she recovered from an operation to have her appendix removed.

A friend tells me: “Chelsy loves smoking and Harry loves Chelsy.

Let’s face facts – there’s just no way Harry will quit as long as she continues to smoke.”

So we’ve just found that horrible Zimbabwe-born creature! We’ve got you, Chelsy, hospital smoker and Prince Harry’s devil-evil! I’m not sure I can believe in British common sense any longer.

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The former Hole singer and widow of Nirvana‘s Kurt Cobain says she’s patiently treading on a long-term trek back from her own personal hell of drug addiction, bankruptcy, identity theft and legal troubles. She has been clean and sober for three years, the singer says, “but it will be another two years before my memory is back to normal” because of her heavy drug abuse.

I was graduated in 1967, that was in sweet and mad 60-ies. I remember that fantastic period of my life very well. My Warsaw Polish-English high school was under UNESCO patronage. That’s why it was kind of asylum in communist Poland. Some of my classmates arrived from different countries, They were Polish but they began their education abroad.

Krzysztof arrived from Australia after he finished catholic primary school. His Aussi pronouncation sounded the best in a sentence like: “Jane, take your place, please”. Krystyna with her male, hard and metallic American murmurring went from Texas, USA. Ewa with her elegant, smart and polite English arrived from English primary school in Calcuta, India etc.

Most of us were fascinated with love, drug and rock’n’roll (we drunk alcohol instead drugs – I think it was the only advantage of communist regime: no drugs). We had the latest discs. I remember our ten minutes party during a break when we started to dance listening to “Five by Five” disc (The Rolling Stones). Believe me, we were absolutely not ready to meet a tragedy, which was coming on.

We were shaken with the news about terrible death of Janis Joplin. Jimmy Hendrix was the next. We were shocked and frozen by fear – something went wrong. The dream colorfull like a rainbow was gone.

Almost forty years have passed and we can just read Love’s statement:

With her first solo album since 2003 due later this year, Love says, “I know how to play the game now. I have to navigate the system, follow the rules and stop being a rebel. I can’t afford to be a 43-year-old rebel.”

Dear Courtney, I think you may be the 43-year-old rebel if you want to, of course. Drugs are not needed to rebel against convenances and rules.

Americans think that their infallible and irreplaceable rules and procedures are good enaugh to solve each important problem – for example – to build a democratic system in Iraq (it’s all because US ministers and generals haven’t read “The Gallic Wars” by Jules Caesar, yet).

We all have got trouble with our stereotypes. That’s why we are not surprised, when we read “Africa has its Bright Side, Too” by Oscar Kimanuka in “The East African” (Kenya). He wrote about Chinese-African seminar in Chengdu (Sichuan) to promote their relations by exchanging informations through the mass media.

WHEN a Chinese is asked about Africa he or she thinks of pyramids, the Safari or Nelson Mandela, the symbol of Africa’s humanity. Mandela has increasingly come to salvage Africa’s battered image, which has often been seen through the Western media as a continent of famine, hunger, disease, ignorance and conflict. But fewer Chinese know that Africa is a continent of diversity in cultures, languages and hospitable people.(…)

From Africa’s perspective, China is a huge country with the largest population in the world — 1.3 billion — rapid economic growth and development, and a friendly people.

That’s right – information, massmedia, education and knowledge are the best remedium against the trivial stereotypes. I am very attached to our euro-american culture but (and) I’m really glad, I can watch Africans fighting as well with stereotypes. May be, my proud is naive but it’s my own one.

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(…) In an unspecified (but eerily familiar) totalitarian state, writer Katurian Katurian entertains his younger brother with shocking fairy tales. But when grisly murders that mirror these tales slice through the town, two sardonic secret policemen come knocking.

Martin McDonagh’s dramas are pretty well known in Poland (very often translated and performed). The second Irish author conquering Polish theatres is Conor McPherson – “Weir”, “Dublin Carrol”. One of my favourite actor Krzysztof Majchrzak took part in those two performances. He was fantastic with his inner concentration and – if I can say so – silent anger, stored energy ready to blow up in every moment.(we can see him now in “Inland Empire” by David Lynch). He should take part in Mc Donagh’s dramas, too.

We can read review of Donagh’s “The Pillowman”, titled “Grimm Tales” by Natasha Hay in New Zealand Listener:

Martin McDonagh’s The Pillowman is not comfortable theatre. Having toyed wildly with Irish forms (The Cripple of Inishmaan, Beauty Queen of Leenane) to create pitch-black, tasteless melodramas, he has now turned his considerable sardonic talents to European traditions. The Pillowman owes as much to the Brothers Grimm as to Kafka and Beckett and the result is a disquieting nightmare of a play that creates its own dark fairy tales.

Natasha Hay is right when she write about pitch-black atmosphere in McDonagh’s dramas. I saw “The Cripple of Innishmaan” and next I spend an hour, sitting in silent “tete a tete” with my thoughts. I was deeply impressed with very special “micro-climate” of that performance.

By the way, it seems fantastic that we can have similar (and different, of course) emotions looking at the same performances being far away (on the other end of our world), write and read about heritage of Franz Kafka, Samuel Beckett and Brothers Grimm. And we know, what is going on. I can feel that we are really together.

The San Francisco Fire Department is investigating a tailgate party involving about 30 off-duty firefighters outside a soup kitchen run by nuns with Mother Teresa’s order – and the rumor that a booze-fueled firefighter may have groped a female kitchen volunteer, then dropped his pants in front of a second volunteer in a bathroom.(…) it all began when the off-duty firefighters were holding a barbeque at the old fire station just down Third Street from AT&T Park after attending a Giants day game Aug. 29.(…)

The kitchen female volunteers had to be very handsome. It made a brave fireman to show his real emotions in extremly intoxicative style.

The department is also investigating whether another female volunteer was confronted in the bathroom a short time later by the same drunken firefighter with his pants around his ankles.

Phillip Matier and Andrew Ross, the authors who reported the event didn’t inform us wether two women were satisfied of love-making, described above? We don’t know either, what does the coquettish firefighter’s opinion about the incident.

Believe me, please – I really don’t think the information above is the most important one. I swear. 

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