<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/" xmlns:blogger="http://schemas.google.com/blogger/2008" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:thr="http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0" version="2.0"><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Wed, 06 Nov 2024 03:02:23 +0000</lastBuildDate><category>Women</category><category>South-America</category><category>Books</category><category>Media</category><category>Movies</category><category>Afghanistan</category><category>Art</category><category>Israël</category><category>Photo&#39;s</category><category>Politics</category><category>Taliban</category><category>Chavez</category><category>China</category><category>Environment</category><category>Music</category><category>Revolution</category><category>Theatre</category><category>Twitter</category><category>War</category><category>Youtube</category><category>blogging</category><category>intro</category><category>social_media</category><title>Sincerely Yours, ...</title><description>Boldly browsing the Web, the news and myself, occasionally reproducing some of the traces they leave ...</description><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-8205768659710079352</guid><pubDate>Wed, 02 Feb 2011 23:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2011-02-03T00:46:14.088+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">South-America</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women</category><title>&quot;Even Silence Has an End&quot;</title><atom:summary type="text">To those of you who are actively booking their next holiday already and  were considering a virgin forest as number one destination on their  list, I would recommend a thorough reading of Paul Theroux&#39;s &quot;Mosquito  Coast&quot; before doing so. This superb story about a man engaging his  entire family to trade their comfortable life in the city for an  adventure to produce ice in the midst of the </atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2011/02/even-silence-has-end.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjZN7yCMDjy33h-6DMGszM9mtejCX4oS5vkUg1sifx9ZgwxWa9lGXphs4XU63zmmohV5aWkZQuFe8UShaV0XmxOPu4mseg9Wdwqf91bpi6vGiJdr-RQlHCbMWmXtShPTC05R04ejvy98zRN/s72-c/thumbnail.aspx.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>22</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-3867399669495609888</guid><pubDate>Wed, 08 Dec 2010 22:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-12-08T23:28:23.422+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Israël</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Media</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Politics</category><title>To Leak or Not To Leak, That&#39;s The Question !</title><atom:summary type="text">I suppose George Orwell must be having a blast in his grave. What has dominated the news over the last week, was Little Brother finally standing up to Big Brother and saying: &quot;Now let&#39;s see, what have we got here, huh ?&quot;

Julian Assange must have been on the cover of practically any magazine and newspaper from here to the moon and beyond and his &quot;WikiLeaks&quot;-website did what was before deemed </atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2010/12/to-leak-or-not-to-leak-thats-question.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2WopAEMhRfUeB9MOwS-qcAOgCen95cnzx9WPZAjbxO5buQK_0qLYEtk9ZcZvA3FKPr_JUyVwg-L7UtW1l4BbOBFc_Pbx9-dNcJjF_Ewp6joGnzRZGhrsx4pl5ZrlZyVtdaTOkid-K14ea/s72-c/temp-image_5_1_bb0a.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-6528596497389824383</guid><pubDate>Wed, 24 Nov 2010 03:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-11-30T23:28:32.541+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Media</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Music</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Youtube</category><title>Emotional Youtube</title><atom:summary type="text">I haven&#39;t yet been spending that much time on Youtube. I feel it&#39;s a little overwhelming: where to start and what to look for? But I do get to make my passages, mostly looking up a song before purchasing it from iTunes, or just because a song happens to be a wandering thought in my mind. And when I did, I do have been running into some things that captured my attention, like this &quot;Where the hell </atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2010/11/i-havent-yet-been-spending-that-much.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-1335107279702568438</guid><pubDate>Sat, 21 Aug 2010 22:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-22T00:43:36.822+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Afghanistan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Media</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Photo&#39;s</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Taliban</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women</category><title>Time will tell: the story of Aisha</title><atom:summary type="text">Sometimes, one gets desperate.

Magazine &quot;Time&quot;, August 9th, 2010, on it&#39;s front cover:



Where did it go wrong, that this planet harbors human creatures that find it in themselves to be able to do this to fellow humans ? 18-year old Aisha&#39;s nose and (not visible) both ears were cut off by her brother-in-law on instruction of a Taliban commander, for she had dared to run away from the house of </atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2010/08/sometimes-one-gets-desperate.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirjHWTzPxlI1Q3mnBg1BKoItxFFGObcZqFgumfGZyXYgS-7sPtFFVOZHbPmo_SxJu6gynXGE0Fr2VRVFYMIdAtGkFp_aHeNLo7pSUUbBsAuvWrTY9HAaLlg0snEbunIT3YFFG95hf9rpNS/s72-c/1101100809_400.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-1763364495141577244</guid><pubDate>Sat, 14 Aug 2010 00:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-08-14T18:18:00.016+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Israël</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">War</category><title>Waltz with Bashir</title><atom:summary type="text">At the time when I was about 15 years old in 1982 - 1983, I remember attending the daily ritual of watching the news with my parents and my brother and seeing these images from a war-stricken zone coming in. They were images of incredible destruction, of rubble and debris everywhere in the streets of what could hardly be called a city anymore and I remember asking myself: &quot;But what is there that </atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2010/08/waltz-with-bashir.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgvnrxRlq8g70fE_n0eZqgPfKoEZm83JrcwCT0LuqjIev3j0UPZpTsd39jek9WrtkLu9GYOrhYx3usZ8HeXAOvZ4vAoWHtXQ90waaIM-Nfn2ogIvPTI5Uiomx8AKArDQjMQyTIgKgwFghol/s72-c/waltz_with_bashir.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-4033021290813792726</guid><pubDate>Sat, 31 Jul 2010 11:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-07-31T16:01:53.183+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Politics</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">South-America</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women</category><title>The Case of World vs. Betancourt</title><atom:summary type="text">It tends to get lonely at the top. Ask Ingrid Betancourt. 

Just a mere two years ago, then probably the highest-profile hostage worldwide roughly at par with house-arrested Aung San Suu Kyi in Myanmar, Betancourt was embraced and lauded as a hero by the world when, as a result of &quot;Operation Jaque&quot; , she and fourteen others were rescued from the hands of her kidnappers of the FARC; now, two years</atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2010/07/case-of-world-vs-betancourt.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtfUtbejf8IMLXMWbhqPPxTxuYCu4Cw-BUVJdYFdqinMUwHmfrajc2jhW-vhUPIIBeB789rli75XMYsq7vppUuhiM2_SvHJY10WL_hED8GwNYvpyr3PpzZp1mY9_CtYl4vCX-sMx4N_S6I/s72-c/ingrid_betancourt_enfin_libre_mode_une.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-8992408278350100733</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Feb 2010 22:30:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-19T00:26:42.481+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">China</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Revolution</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">social_media</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Twitter</category><title>Don&#39;t you know, they&#39;re talkin &#39;bout a revolution, it sounds like a ... tweet *</title><atom:summary type="text">It used to be like this: you would start in a far-away place, in exile from your own country, gather 80 something people in a boat which was so old it&#39;s name was &quot;Granma&quot;, sail back to your country, where your group almost immediately got decimated upon arrival till there were only a couple of you left and then start a guerrilla fight from the mountains, as result of which, a couple of years </atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/dont-you-know-theyre-talkin-bout.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhN_Z_oT5h0s-X8FZ9W06lgCc_BA13MJcAxatgfdOYj23QUltuT3yTUXWOoQEsb1qjhUkFlB2DPKONxH731bHf9TmQFbwdBXYD19iIrvaf99c80BkxOW17MBBqRflqZzbHZ2LQ120hL2d9n/s72-c/6a00d8341c66f153ef0115713b8994970b-500wi.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-3844733839981158396</guid><pubDate>Tue, 09 Feb 2010 00:34:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2010-02-09T01:41:34.703+01:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Art</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">South-America</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women</category><title>&quot;Burn it Blue&quot;: some thoughts on Frida Kahlo</title><atom:summary type="text">There&#39;s two movies I will always remember, both for the same reasons: the colors and the music.

The first one is &quot;37°2 Le Matin&quot;, also known as &quot;Betty Blue&quot;, a movie by French director Jean-Jacques Beineix, about spare-time writer Zorg, who happens to meet Betty. The young lady is so enchanted by the scribblings from Zorg that her only concern&amp;nbsp; from then onwards is to get them published, </atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2010/02/burn-it-blue-some-thoughts-on-frida.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw4hz1NkwDRo36KC4c92Vgr7jNrH-Zav0fgBeAEipeFPEDgdeO5DDxlNtgRTOEkItosZXvaOiu6jVCbJ7OgJBySJTEo5orxXN8nnHU4ICdsOuCsppQfIRSguZ499AU_EBqgXW6Sez9t_Dd/s72-c/Kahlo_The_Broken_Column_1944.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-1832542435007280195</guid><pubDate>Mon, 12 Oct 2009 01:24:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-10-13T00:31:38.802+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Environment</category><title>Stratocumuloqatsi</title><atom:summary type="text">Want blue skies ? Think again …

It’s clouds that you actually want - white clouds, to be more precise; as white as if they were featuring in a tooth-paste ad -, for you are a concerned citizen and climate change is high on your personal agenda.

I came across this article in Newsweek by Bjorn Lomborg, Director of of the Copenhagen Consensus Centre and a former director of the Environmental </atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2009/10/stratocumuloqqatsi.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-6963133785287031933</guid><pubDate>Fri, 18 Sep 2009 00:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-18T13:53:30.767+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Afghanistan</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Books</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Taliban</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Women</category><title>Aristotle for Afghanistan</title><atom:summary type="text">Remember Umberto Eco&#39;s masterpiece &quot;The Name of the Rose&quot; ?
Remember that book about a book that allegedly never existed, while for others it merely went missing ?
The second book of the &quot;Poetics&quot; by Aristotle.
The one that was supposed to have dealt with &quot;Comedy&quot; ...

Have you never had the feeling these last ten-something years that the plot of this novel was played out in real life -hic et </atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2009/09/aristotle-for-afghanistan.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-4338087345798724220</guid><pubDate>Thu, 10 Sep 2009 00:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-11T00:07:20.855+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Photo&#39;s</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Theatre</category><title>Bucket</title><atom:summary type="text">
I suppose it must be a highly irreverant remark for these Hindu&#39;s, but this picture (INDRANIL MUKHERJEE/AFP/Getty Images) made me immediately smilingly think of the staging for Samuel Beckett&#39;s &quot;Fin de Partie&quot; (or &quot;Endgame&quot;):
The setting for Endgame is a bare, partially underground room, serving as shelter for the four characters: Hamm the master, Clov his servant, and Hamm&#39;s father and mother, </atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2009/09/bucket.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-EQnGaNtdKldSidZVNlY1ckvFtuDG32rx8S3dr3cnN5sB6qAQXoyK3H8_a1lEWlFx1sE7ZKnXBOpmaXs6NuIlqyknBKe4GjlGkMgKlkMvko4Iznrjz6J1HPfvxR9WCzzDcdQXW0al0Gqk/s72-c/h09_20123161.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-6148550272719081087</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Sep 2009 23:20:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-11T00:07:59.716+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Chavez</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">Movies</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">South-America</category><title>Borderstone</title><atom:summary type="text">Now this was quite interesting... 

When acclaimed director Oliver Stone was walking the red carpet of the Venice Film Festival this week, he was not alone. By his side, he had not his wife or another eyeblinding beauty, as is mostly the case at this sort of events, but ... a genuine president: Hugo Chàvez of Venezuela. The seemingly odd couple was at the festival to attend the premiere of </atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2009/09/borderstone.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA9eX7nRxMo9lcoCdSdEzTVmz0d7mqBW2YJux-QCDIux3uRe4tFneR3BDNejJM6M1X3hzjSXQQ18hmx5dLa4Yim2XO47eDSS3F62AR4buEscoGGWjfjJuHNyzTauu_5a0TSrRiOaJKGPq9/s72-c/46336756_chavez_getty766.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink="false">tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6675769375395083619.post-1400366405672350820</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Aug 2009 23:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-09-01T02:51:05.033+02:00</atom:updated><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">blogging</category><category domain="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#">intro</category><title>The Seventh Day</title><atom:summary type="text">If creation were to start all over again, God wouldn&#39;t be resting on the seventh day. No, I like to think he would be blogging on http://oldtestament.blogspot.com about all the magnificent exploits he had performed in the previous six days. After all, one has to keep up with the times, even if the times had just been recreated. Who knows, he might even be following Adam on Twitter. Always nice to</atom:summary><link>http://sincyours.blogspot.com/2009/08/seventh-day.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Rudi)</author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media="http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/" url="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtUHqF_FSHdpCbJeFwBWuFNwBzHxQMEFPqN1ZSgKH0d8ZRWUDZ51hDoUTt8g6zTFARs5R7AhSE7wPEyKjilsC2TQQSMsHHlp9WhTTeZ4ZaftcrEJ5d2saTZDqdDvnq5RmAjS9tu3QUPFHk/s72-c/Creation+Michelangelo.jpg" height="72" width="72"/><thr:total>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>