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Garlic and Water (revisited)


In late 2007 I wrote what I reproduce below. I made a CopyPaste and ready. Nothing has changed. On the contrary. Things have gotten worse because I add it reported power outages caused by inefficient energy company in the world (EPE, Santa Fe). The most expensive energy charge of Argentina and make us live a decent summer in Uganda. Here is the CopyPaste
2007:

December 28 is the last day of the year to banking and the like. Prevented as I am, I did all the paperwork as soon as possible to avoid having to suffer the typical squeeze closing time. But I was a misplaced. Idiot, as always, I have to go out through the downtown Rosario at midday December. RECAGE me fuck me.

To add discomfort Municipal stop there. Then there are inspectors fined or local police, and gray foxes. No control. So most of Rosario animals behave as if they were in the jungle. I shit on your rights, seems to be the watchword. Million street vendors cover all the sidewalks and pedestrian offering cuts of leather that look worse than a pig stuffed cock. They call them "crafts." They sit on the sidewalk with their filthy feet and his eyes red wine and spliff and look at you asshole you're thinking how you have to walk with papers under his arm in full sun, cursing because you can not move forward.

Y no se puede avanzar porque millones de viejas sudorosas siguen comprando pelotudeces a cuatro manos. Caminan rodeadas de bolsas que les cuelgan de las manos transpiradas. Bolsas con todas esas marcas de shopping y promociones que me tienen las pelotas más infladas que un Zeppelin.

A la altura de Mitre (yo camino por Córdoba) la vieja puta que viene detrás de mí pela el celular y se pone a hablar. Grita de una manera que vuelve innecesario al celular. Su interlocutor la debe escuchar igual aunque esté a veinte cuadras. Grita y me salpica la oreja con su saliva ácida, vieja de mierda y la reputa que te parió conchuda, qué mierda comiste que te sale ese aliento me recontra cago en vos. Parece una nube de ajo la concha de tu hermana.
try to speed up and launch but it is impossible. There are so many people and artisans fucking little practical use. If I open a path to the left and follow the old takes after me. Come suck my ass like a Formula One

To make matters worse, apart from the artisans, also took a clean sweep sellers tiles and vinyl Mersad spray painted with the face of Che, Bob Marley, Maradona, of Sabina. Any shit they sell. Trout sportswear, caps with the logo of Nike, Adidas ... by Armani! Nuls shirts sold in Central, Boca and River. Until then I accept it. But they also offer shirts of the New York Giants and the Red Sox! What fucking Rosario can buy a T Trout Red Sox in the Archdiocese me cago!

When I cross the pedestrian flows widens. Then, with more space, I make a feint to the left and go sharply to the right. Messi or can. The old cell phone is eaten and it is beached feint against a book kiosk. Because it gives Rosario of worship and have their own book publishing Rosario should not read or sisters of the authors. But the kiosk helped me to detach myself from the old cell phone with garlic breath and walk a little easier the next eighty meters. At

Paraguay me back the pedestrian traffic lights. Crossing that corner is more difficult to steal an eagle eggs. So imagine what happens: the older I reached and continues to speak to the screams. Is leaving. For two blocks that is leaving the Conchuda scented shit! Some women take longer to leave it to finish. How complicated are said to be mother!

I have two options: either kill myself under the stream of cars circulating in Paraguay and I turn and I shit a punch in the teeth to the old smelly. As always, I encourage you to do any of those things. The only thing I get, therefore, is an increase in blood pressure and a stream of heartburn for feeling more asshole, the least and more garbage than ever.

When the light leaves us old will spend the other way. No longer speak after me. At this point I give a damn. ------------------------------------------------

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Otter Morgana


Reading Laura's Blog I got this reminder:

I was a fool before age continuous straw while trying to fill the album top figures at the time (think it was called King Kong ... I do not remember). There were several figures

difficult. One was the flag of Mali, the other was La Fragata Sarmiento and third I do not remember (I think it was the flag of Afghanistan). But that bitch was almost infinite library also had several semidifíciles figurines. For example: The Otter.

Due to a fortuitous circumstance for a Saturday afternoon, I had five dollars under my belt. Five dollars was enough to buy a whole box of figurines. Not three figures fucking tops! A whole box shit! Do you realize a Power Point or need to understand better?

So he bought a whole box of figures before the envious eyes of my friends and enemies of children. I was drooling with pleasure by opening each of the envelopes of figurines of the fucking box and only got the Fragata Sarmiento and the Flag of Mali. The third hard not to appear. Fuck the fucking recontra which figures assembled the box!

also to offset some happiness, I could get hold of more of the figures semidifíciles I was missing to complete the album. Among them, The Otter.

codes existed at that time that marked that if you had several repeated figures should throw in the air and every one present that could grab the jumping on the pile, pineapples cursing, kicking, scratching or whatever.

was so I stayed with a bunch of figurines semidifíciles in one hand and a lot of repeated figures on the other hand. I stood with the group of envious and announced the launch of the repeated.

- Scramble! - I cried like a moron throwing more than fifty figures in the air.

In less than a second, that school of hungry piranha, my friends and enemies seized the figures that I launched to save them in their pockets.

satisfied and looked at my hands wide. One was empty and the other clutching the battery had not released figures. Looking at the first figurine from the pile holding my hand I realized that when thrown into the air, I had the wrong hand.

Yes! The Great Boludo that had given me that I lacked the semidifíciles for the album and had been repeated with the wrong hand.

Can you believe it? Did you ever see an idiot like me? Luckily

the Fragata Sarmiento and the Flag of Mali had kept in his pocket before making such boludez. If not, I suicide by cutting his wrists with a Gillette Dorada. But I gave the Otter and forty figures that almost nobody had.

From that moment, from that bitch Saturday afternoon, I felt infinitely asshole until today.

Now that I realize I never told this to my psychologist. (So \u200b\u200byou will care ... weak shit ... the only thing he remembers is copper and interrupting the minute fifty)

No contradict me. I'm an idiot to pedal from the time of the figurines. I have no solution.

Chau ... thanks for calling.

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Our relationship was cut in mid-2000. He was passionate, intense, loaded with all the extra tension that adds the illegality of illegal meetings.

The economic catastrophe that time, the physical distance between us and the existence of legal ties still under exposed the inability of the impossible. Thus it was that I plunged into a routine and orderly exercise of oblivion. Prolonged exercise hard and left me calluses on his soul and ischemia in the ventricle. With the discipline of a Tibetan monk I was deleting pictures, memories, smells, words. Slowly, everything was diluted. Of that eternal hell painting was only a warm ash plateau.

few days ago, under the influence of a strange impulse, dial your phone number. She attended. The same voice of a bell with double registration. The introduction was brief. Following the obvious briefly went straight to the point and threw his knives: Are you here or there? How do you live? Are you still married? These darts

always accurate. The same interests.

- And you, how you doing? - I asked after answering in monosyllables sealed his inquisitorial interested.

- Right now I'm not very good - answered.

At that moment I began to pronounce the first syllable of my next question closed by saying:

- also I thank you for calling. Chau ... -

- Chau -

We hung together. We confirm, both, the same disappointments.

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Pulling Tired of success given

I'm in one of those moments in my life where I know that trouble is brewing ardous. Already happened to me. Already lived.
never could turn the fate of my desire. Things seem to move alone and I fall into place as are sung. Or following the will of others.

My determination to reach an all-time measurements was covered by others or by circumstance. Leo
or hear people who wield a speech as strong and secure I feel like a Martian. I wonder if they really believe in what they say or autosuggestion to not commit suicide. In short, each has its ploy to spend their days.

Anyone reading this think I'm an asshole infinity. Well
not mistaken.

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"I do not want it because I need you I want to win," Bielsa said during a lecture he gave at the forum Business Percade 2009, held in Santiago, Chile.



Thus spake the football coach addressing an audience composed of businessmen, politicians and students. All aspiring leaders, of course.
"Bielsa is essential to feel loved to succeed," continues the commentary on the article published in the newspaper "La Capital de Rosario during the week.

While coach was referring to "feel loved" by his group targeted, read it, automatically tend to extrapolate the issue to life and actual circumstances of each one of us. Yes, we, the jerks who do not give conferences. The jerks who do not earn millions. The jerks whose main contact with other people we have in the bondi, at eight o'clock, supporting fetid breath and smelly bodies towards laburos pitiful, sad, gray, inconsequential.

Bielsa's words can not seem to extend the scope of the jerks that, fart, fart and have a mediocre blog.

Actually, if successful, that would be as follows:
I have no success because you love me, baby. I want because I am successful. That is the truth.

Just blow me a headwind and perceive that I'm not the most welcomed to enter the grid fashion, and not just see it parked in a Volvo husbands against your friends but do it in a VW Gol fart spared the embargo because it is on behalf of my mom, little meat makes you finish the reality that retired for eight hundred dollars, served in the PAMI, sleeping in the old dirty one bedroom apartment and my old faded left me to die ... you become aware of just leave all that love me, cuddle and make me wake up, every so often, with good early-morning sucked.

No. I have no success because I want. I want because I am successful.

Jack Nicholson smoking was relaxing in bed with beautiful women after a good fucking Hollywood. She, romantic, whispered: "You know, if you were not who you want as I will.
- Bullshit! - Jack replied - I worked and I wear yourself out chasing success in Hollywood to take me to a beast like you ... And now I want to believe it did not matter? ... do not fuck baby, you're here because I'm Jack Nicholson, Academy Awards, the famous. If I'm not who you'd be in another bed.

I told it for 96% of women. The remaining 4% are nuns or lesbians.

I will not gain anything by writing this bullshit. I care Sorong. Nor do I have nothing to lose.

Bye.

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One of my favorite sayings is "Live and let live ". I look forward to everyone to do what he sings as fuck not another and that does not prevent anyone else doing what he sings as fuck not.

Unfortunately the world is not so. The world is full of intolerant and rompepelotas ranging from those engaged in germ warfare to unleash a global level as those who, on purpose, you interrupt a nap Sunday best. Do not know which of the two actions is worse but the two fit together as I mean.

[I, for one, do not understand how some people can be a fan of River. But, in line with my principles, I try to understand and not fuck].

But let something as despicable and intellectually dismissed as football for example is made: You will have noticed that, for reasons of abundance or scarcity of talent, there are people living on what you want and people living in what they can.
Within the past there is a panel composed of beings who survive by practicing activities close to the magic Berreta irrational or magical thinking (to use a term much Mario Bunge).
are, for example, the interior decorators who claim to base their designs on the ancient Feng Shui but base their ideas as you read in the magazine The Nation on Sunday. They are also those visionaries who volunteer to find missing objects and bodies appear where they never said it but, nevertheless, are invited to TV shows to explain the "psychic" powers of a pair of wires that held his thumbs, which is oriented towards the desired object. Then there are the gypsies who read your hands as you strive your wallet but I think those are in another group.

to a much more massive and media there are those who write books or predictions as Horangel Ludovica Squirru, are filled with twine to the sale and entertain readers much of shorebirds during January.

Berreta In a layer witches can locate you the evil eye take a hundred dollars and you heal old stomach ache over the phone and do it for free.

There is everything and everything is fine. That everyone believes and does what he wants. "Live and let live." If it makes you damn well why?. And if, moreover, these people can earn a living practicing these pseudoscience, the better. Thus, each of them contributes to increase the average value of enthusiasm and general happiness, happy smile at all the bright future that awaits us in 2010 and released to end these farts crossed that we had indigestion.

One thing that bothers me. And do not think it is these people and their way of life. "Live and let live", I have been stating from the beginning and I'm breaking the balls with this. The

that really makes me mad is when some of these amateur fans to any of these activities I want to give a "scientific" explanation of the case and start throwing their "scientific basis" in the air to convince me of the legitimacy of their actions. Scientific basis so delusional that if Newton or Einstein's hear the eggs would be cut with a chalk.

happens that, for these misfortunes of life, as I said in another moment, I am an electronic engineer. Profession practiced only three months to realize I had lost 9 years on the faculty of the divine ortho breaking my fart studying hard sciences to end up working as a laborer hierarchical and earning less, much less that the secretary of the company accountant. Then dropped everything and devoted myself to something else. But my neurons were not erased the basic fundamentals of physics and electricity. I did not forget the algebra and mathematical analysis. Neither lost track of what is a measurement and its margin of error or the difference between methodological error and error of assessment.

I've forgotten a lot of things in life but not that allow me to realize that the assholes that I have in front (engaged by management to make living more harmonious and my place of employment) is saying the most terrible atrocities provided persuaded me to put a pot of water to the left of the Epson C67 printer I have on the desktop. She says that way, the energy contained in the ink cartridge does not spread into the ether. Not to put the jar with water will release the ink (as it) will affect its energy cursed my mind with negative energy emanations.

- What scents energy? - I ask.
- Those who come from clean energy that emanates from the printer - responds with the security of a Nobel Prize in Physics.
- But even if it were an energy that emanates own ink with what is detected? "I can do it myself? "I can measure it? With what measure it? What is the magnitude? "Measure it in watts? Is it infinite? What happens when all the energy emanating from the ink? How is the ink when it loses all its energy? -
- The power of things is not exhausted - still satisfy the highly calibrated.
- Really? - I say - then why not take advantage of the infinite energy of the ink cartridge to feed the entire planet and, incidentally, giving the Eskimos heating and air conditioning to the Bedouins? -

I pause for breath and, before you have time for another frenzied response, continued:

- Tell me Is the same energy that the magenta cyan ink? What the fuck do laser printer? And next to the old Epson tape I use to print invoices do I put? A milk jug? -

Finally, we shot the last and fatal:

- you can explain me why the water would drain energy that strives to emanate? Why the pitcher should be left and not right? -

- Because the cartridges written from right to left - very Conchuda answers me as if to say Why did not you see?
Notice also that he answers only picking up the last part of everything I asked, ignoring the above. It is working. It should devote to politics this mine.

- No! - I say, a little hot. - The Epson cartridges when they write both to the right and when they go to the left! So you're talking to fart! -

Packaging, as well asshole I am, added:

- And with the Hewlett Packard I have on the table what do I do? Because I have no place there to the left and also the HP cartridges come with included head so I guess I'll need a tank and a half of water to prevent energy from escaping. I'll have to go to print to the pool club to avoid negative energy emissions. What do I do? - Making me ask the desperate to see if you notice my irony.

- No - responds very dismissive. - No need. Solamante you have to move the table more plot twists here and ready.

- Why? - Asked almost crying.

- Because that wall pass building drainage pipes and the stream of water is enough to offset the energy of the ink cartridges included head do you mean? - And stays looking like a cow watching a train.

Your caradurez let me on the verge of mental collapse. Always end their sentences with the catchphrase "Do I understand?" putting goose voice, squinting his eyes and shook his head.

I really do not understand is as yet not kill one of these specimens as they try to give me such explanations. Especially when they say "do you mean?"

Yes, I understand. Actually I understand and I calm down because I feel sorry and make me feel embarrassed. So embarrassed that I encourage you to keep prodding. So ashamed that I grab the table in the Hewlett Packard and run "a sliver more" to the wall. "A chunk more." Mathematical precision. Exquisite foundation.

- Here's good? - I ask.

- Perfect - I answered.

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Day Lennon was killed I was studying to yield a substance which is called mechanics. A cock unbearable. Facu militiamen at the time was a continuous and permanent punishment. There was something called "Punishment Committee". Can you believe it? Can you believe the official name they give to being unable to appear in two consecutive tables if surrendered badly in the first?

Well, there I was between Euler angles and spatial coordinates burning my eyelashes against the notes. Suddenly, without warning, came the cry. A sea of \u200b\u200btears and snot dawn flooded my studio when the news reached my limit conscious: "Lennon was killed." The world could not be more fucking. Above, was four hours to go to pay that shit matters.
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a while ago, while sipping a Cabernet with garlic chicken, I wondered how will react if I hear of the death of Keith Richards?

is not unlikely. Richards walks the border for 30 years. I know I will be playing close. I have to endure the barrage of comments ignorant of radio and TV commentators who do not understand a bottle of anything. I have to endure endless crying pelotudeces to finish alone. Or laughing. I do not know. After all, Richards is an invitation to the irreverence, lack of respect, to shit in the world ... and at the same time, a proposal for life, a ticket to the viscera of feeling, a finger pointing: "Boy, your life is your life. Go where you want."

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A clear conscience is a mess of conscience.



I read on a story by Richard Ford called "Kids."
I moved and I could not concentrate on the rest of the story. Another day I shall continue.
Does anyone think a fucking comment?
guess not. Well
. There. I go to sleep. Tomorrow I have to laburar.

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What Happened To Wifelovers?

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In early 1973 I was a fool just graduated from a small town school that fell to the city of Rosario with the lofty goal of "starting college." Son and grandson of relatively successful professional in Argentina innocent era (50's and 60) had no choice: either reached a degree or died in exile. There was nothing for me. I remember

could have chosen medicine and law, which made almost everyone. Could also have chosen between Psychology and Architecture if you wanted to sweep mines. But no. The very asshole of me got into Engineering Electronics: "The Race of the Future." Tomá shit, who gave birth. What did you think? What I am idiot? No sir! Electronic Engineer and I will kiss my feet in a few years when the future land around here.

Classes began at the same time that Uncle Campora assumed the presidency. Not necessary to describe the university environment of those days. Anyone with two neurons together you can imagine. As a curious added that the Engineering Student Center was led by the Communist Youth Federation! Yes, the FJC. What a piece of old shit! Almost sounds like a D'Arienzo tango. Fuck. The President Centro de Estudiantes era un barbudo con anteojos de marco negro gruesos que vestía pulóveres negros sobre camiseta de frisa blanca. Portaba un olor a chivo francés que perforaba las pituitarias. Todo un arquetipo de la época.

Pasaron los primeros días de clase: Ciento treinta alumnos por aula, todos fumando cigarrillos negros, un solo profe hablando para los quince nabos de la primera a fila y un caos total en el resto del salón componían el paisaje.
Cada quince minutos entraba un barbudo para invitarnos a levantarnos de la clase y marchar contra no sé que mierda y que Perón y que Evita y que la Cuba de Castro y que el Imperialismo y que los esperamos a todos en nuestro local partidiaro y así continuaba la cosa until six in the evening when I returned to my pension in each kiosk wondering if the magazine had reached Hair.

remember that in the same month of 1973 I discovered "The Dark Side of the Moon" by Pink Floyd, "Houses of the Hollys" by Led Zeppelin, "Islands" by King Crimson and a little later, "Close to the Edge "by Yes. I bought them all. I bought one after the other in the record store near Córdoba Mitre ROM. The world seemed to explode in creativity and I never hit me the way to cover it. And the monthly payment was not enough to pay my old discs and eat. That is not eating. He weighed 59 kilos and I fell pants. Lobsang Rampa was reading and I autosujestionaba convincing me that I was not hungry. When I returned to my old house, on weekends, I swallowed half refrigerator without opening it.

During one of the first days of June (more or less) of the 1973 I heard about the proximity of a part of the subject "Technical Drawing I". The date fell Friday and 20:30 hours.
Well, I thought. I will have to be a Friday night performing a partial rather than return to dance to my people as he always did. Is the cost of pretending to be a successful professional (then not think so ... actually thought the asshole that I looked young tits and hard to riveting twice Friday without caring if she enjoyed or not ... I did not know that the women had then.)

The fucking chance, leaving the power saw from the windows of 218, one attached to a wall poster announcing a concert Rabid Fish. I got out of bondi, stepped back two blocks and I reread it. Yes! Rabid Fish in Rosario fuck! At the Teatro Real de Salta and Oroño fuck! At the same time as Friday's part of "Technical Drawing I" fuck!

recontramil Hell and hell and said to mother that bore him! What bad milk! I think my brain cells took three milliseconds in the decision: I went to Rabid Fish and missed the part. That moment is a turning point. A black hole in the life of this asshole. A brief summary of my wandering and miserable fate can be guessed from the observation of that fact.

the Teatro Real was up your ass. My legs were trembling. I could not believe the fact of seeing a dense Spinetta playing the viola and dragged Fish. Lebón robed, Black Amaya hidden behind the drums and shelling by tapping Cutaia intellectual matter. Nobody danced. Each in his chair merely marking time with his feet.

Upon leaving the theater the cane marks to some kids and took them in case. I did not know. Will be on my face asshole thought ... I do not know.

What I do know is that still, from time to time, I put a CD Fish: Nena Boba, Post Crucifixion, I like the Tagus, Cris Blues. I hear the Sunday morning while I drink a wine slowly. My daughters look at me with pity or worship. I do not know.

Too many things I do not know. For example I do not know what the hell I studied Electronic Engineering. These tests still hurt marathon of Electromagnetic Theory and Maxwell's Equations and Systems of Partial Differential Equations and the bare shell reputísima ... what asshole I was.

That's right. I've been consistent throughout my life. I'm still an asshole.

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hate it when I leave the car and the sun shines on the front windshield and burns you to the optic nerve. I hate the heat, while rising from the pavement, the cars, the collectives, the sweaty armpits of those women in thongs that feet are not fixed and your nails or hair. I hate having to move at five in the evening in the streets of Rosario and suffer as mentioned above in addition to roadblocks for unknown reasons, cyclists and delivery boys who cross on red, the music shit going on in almost all radios, comments pseudoperiodistas cyclothymic of neurons with more microphones, humidity and low pressure Rosario climate that make me think I'm suffering from yellow fever in Manaus.

hate the discomfort of living in this city gringa uncomfortable being filled tower building High End but whose center is taken over by hordes of creatures with goat smell, loud, ignorant, ignorance children born in the nineties and and left us: shit hot, lint facts giving pity at the lights when we leave coins at juggling of six years should be in school and are there, barefoot, dirty, stuttering, with black snot and purple nails sticking their hands the opening of the window to ask a little more. Currencies no longer call. Now they say: Do not have two dollars Don? More than half a dollar request. Can not believe it. And Indec not recorded.

This incoherent tirade would be to hate but respect for the gentleman Bugman and fine humor, I chose to write here in this garbage dump, with 32 degrees at twelve o'clock. Total Who the hell is going to read?
an shit Shit shit me.

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Interview with President of the Jewish Community of Melilla

Mabati (Mi Mirada)

For Mordejay Guahnich

This time we interviewed D. Salomon Benzaquen Cohen, an economist by profession and spent many years to community work, currently president of the Jewish Community of Melilla.

Q: Mr. Solomon all know that for many years working for the Kehilá of Melilla. How old?
R: I started in 1990 as president D. David Oaknin

Q: What has held positions in their various policies.
R: I started with the nursery, through youth, vice-treasurer, treasurer, vice president and the last time as president

P: you currently president of our community, but is nearing completion of its mandate When?
R: As you know in the August 2008 meeting, the commitment was to deliver the completed building, and Bizrate Hashem that is 1 March and this week we will make the transfer of power.

P: This term has been of great change, we might even qualify as revolutionary (in a good sense of the word). What has been the main project?
R: understand that has been the reform of the building and the beginning of the journey from high school Sephardic "DAVID Melul."

P: As you say, the reform of the high school building and have been the main, through financial support from some people. Who should be to thank?
R: Kehilá People have donated from our rooms, reform of the mikvah, curtains to manual labor. In Caracas was also received help. The family made their contribution in figure D. Cohen and Ms. Saadia And as we all know the invaluable assistance of D. David Melul ZL was crucial for the project.

P: Another of these great project has been the graveyard like the idea and what has been its development.
R: The idea began two brothers Moses and with David Mordejay Guahnich Obadía. The idea was culminated with the contribution of the family Benzaquen de Madrid and has been developing over three years, as the deterioration is not stopped and we must continue the ongoing repair work.

P: As in all together, there are changes of managers, some will fall by the wayside and new ones become part of this policy, I would tell them.
R: That part of an EU directive and work for your Kehilla is a great honor and that the renewal of individuals is required given how demanding and time to be devoted to it.

Q: Some mention especially someone who has worked with you as a member of its board
R: not belittle anyone, they all add up, I have to mention my most faithful collaborator, Ms. Dona Esther Bitter Azancot, Sephardic High School alma mater.

Q: Some people has not been part of the policy but want to thank him publicly.
R: Many people at some point you have offered help and advice and to list them would be forgotten and I would not. Therefore all of them thank you very much.

P: Like everything in life is less good moments, which have been for you while he's been president.
R: was undoubtedly the worst week I lived between Melilla and Barcelona with the death of d. David Melul ZL

Q: What advice would you give to his successor in office as president
R: That surround himself with a good staff and delegate tasks to share community work.

P: What would you say to the members of our Kehilá.
R: That will help the EU directive because the work is wide and varied and the time is short.

Q: Anything else to add
R: Remember to Kehilá the suggestion box is at your disposal for whatever you deem appropriate.

thank D. Salomon Benzaquen agreeing to be interviewed. Justice would not be complete here, so let me offer a word of recognition. Solomon
besides being a great friend, has been a person who has consistently supported unconditional Mem Gimel from our first steps, one of our most loyal followers, continually encouraging us to continue working for Hebrew culture and our Kehilá, present in all events and acts that we have made. Mem Gimmel
Since we would like to wish all of Beraja and Hazlajá in this new phase of your life, you start when you stop being president of our community, you will definitely be missed. You knew to be a president for all Kehilá, without distinction, have the door open to any member, listening to advice and suggestions, keeping the bar high as representative to the society and authorities, a faithful follower of the work of the presidents who preceded you. Solomon
thanks for all the years I spent working for others, the years spent with the Jewish Community of Melilla. Shalom
Jaber.

QUESTIONS IN BRIEF:
 A Color: BLUE
 A flower: ROSA
 A book of general knowledge: THE SHADOW OF THE WIND
 A Jewish book: THE LAST JEW
 A film:
of Shindler's List  A rabbi Shlomo Amar RISHON LE RAB Zion
 A religious holiday: Passover
 His best time of day: dusk
 In another profession she would like to pursue: RIGHT
 A long overdue
LANGUAGES  Friendship: THE MOST PRECIOUS RIGHT
 The love of Klal Israel: ALWAYS IN MY HEART 
Prayer: SHOULD
 That would take an Island: A COUPLE MI
 The arrival of the Messiah: EXPECTED

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Recommended for those who are out of the system - Pleasures Pajeros (Part One)


Go to Carrefour or wherever and buy a couple of pork bondiolitas Magret. They are somewhat expensive, but because Monica Bellucci catch us is beyond our reach, I suggest opting for Magret bondiolitas.
During the afternoon, seasoned with salt and enough spice Provence of the type that comes in vials Black Cat. Mix well and let them rest covered
within a source to the cooking time.
Prepare the grill, coals, etc. and put a grill with high heat input to wrath by downloading it from a little to give them back the first time. Pull
dry twigs on the coals to make smoke but do not light up because if not everything goes to hell.
If possible keep them covered with a pan for the smoke to permeate the wrap and well impregnated.
Make a cut at the widest part of the bondiolitas and observe that the center remains moist.
When instinct tells you to raise the coals really hard over the last four minutes, then remove to serving and friends who are swelling the eggs to be expected. Serve with any totin
$ 20.00 up, chips and salad as they sing.
the end, pass the salt pan by the little juices left in the dish and chow at the source and making noise but without choking.

final option:

1) If the friends are, make desktop discussing major issues as "What the hell is the fat head Fabbiani? or Why is it so horrible Palladini logo?

2) If the friends are gone, turn on the TV and slowly fall asleep on the sofa watching the goals from the Premier Ligue.



or 3) Moving to bed, turn on the TV and looking at nothing, sleep fart throwing a flower to dream of Monica Bellucci riding on us. Yes, on waking, to avoid passing near sharp objects, balconies and loaded firearms.

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January 27 International Holocaust Day WAHONÓN Benarroch

In memory of the 6 million victims of our people exterminated by the Nazis and their accomplices.

In memory of the million and half children killed in gas chambers.

In memory of the English victims who died in concentration camps.

In Memory of Victims of all groups persecuted by the Nazis.

In memory of the righteous of mankind, who came risk your own integrity, bringing hope and humanity in times of horror and death.

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PERLA "AWARDED IN MELILLA" Baba Sali HILULA

Teber Thursday 26 (22 January), held the ceremony of Social Merit Award in the golden hall of the palace of the Assembly of the city ( Hall). Personalides entities or distinguished, are proposed by the Minister of Culture, Ms. Simi Chocrón, government was approved in full. It values \u200b\u200bthe personal or institutional experience and their contribution to society. Being honored on this occasion, two institutions (Company Himos and prison), and Pearl Ladies Wahnon and Mrs. Fadma Mohand, and personally. Once again we have demonstrated the harmony and concord between the different cultures of our city, who gathered in the act, both honorees in attendance. Ms. Perla Wahnon
Benarroch, Jewish-Melilla, is a fighter, enterprising, dedicated to teaching and research, and a great ambassador for our country. For several years now resides with her husband and three children in Madrid.
is a professor at the Universidad Politécnica de Madrid and develop their research at the Institute of Solar Energy, especially in Renewables, which is why it has been awarded the Social Merit Award. This time
so special for Mrs. Pearl, his family and all Kehilá of Melilla has been sheltered by family, not everyone can attend for various reasons, especially when limited capacity of our fellow many were unable to be present. But surely the great heart of this Jewish woman, Melilla if we were all at the time of collecting the plaque from the president of the City D. Juan Jose Imbroda Ortiz.
From this Association take this opportunity to congratulate you, Mazal Tov, and wish the best for you to continue harvesting these well-deserved recognition of your extensive teaching and research. Ubaruj Hazak.

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באבא סאלי זיע"א
On Wednesday evening, 4 Shevat 5769, January 29, 2009, commemorates the Hilulá the Tzadik Rabbi Israel Abutjazira Gadol (Baba Sali) ZL

Rabbi Israel Abujatzira ZL, better known as "Baba Sali, was born in Tafelatlej, Morocco, on Rosh Hashanah 5650/1890, within one of the most illustrious families of the local Jewry. Family and Jajamin great Tzaddikim.
His childhood was marked by the study of Torah, in a holiness. Instead of toys, all I wanted was a new Siddur (Prayer Book), to direct their requests to the Almighty. Taking an ascetic lifestyle, eating and talking very little.
One of the most important lessons he learned in his home, was to save their language and use the power of the word only to honor Hashem.
After his bar mitzvah, at age 13, Rabbi Israel Abutjazira ZL, entered the yeshiva of his family to improve their knowledge of Torah. This was known for having the most outstanding abrejim and Torah scholars in Morocco, with strict rules and time studies was very rigorous. They got up very early to "jatzot tikkun (correction midnight), continued to study kabbalistic works until dawn, the hour when the purified his body in the mikvah (ritual bath), continued to study and prayers late into the night .
During World War I ordered the slaughter of all Jews Tafelatlej. Opting many members of this community fleeing the city of Bodniv (Morocco), including Abujatzira family. But misfortune had come to her family with the murder of his brother Rabbi David. At
Bodniv was already recognized the prestige of Tzadik Rabbi Israel, was welcomed by community leaders. He was asked to serve as a Rabbi, with negative response saying he was not spiritually prepared to lead a community, nor to succeed his brother David.
Make the decision to go for the first time promised land, Israel, to edit the legacy left by his brother David, halachic writings and books. Returning to Bodniv
a committee visited him to ask again to be his spiritual guide, this time his answer was affirmative, serving as Rabbi and Dayan (Judge).
His job as head of this community was very dynamic, transforming the city into an active center of Torah. Established the Yeshiva Abir Yaakov " where large Talmidim and Jajamin emerged, leaders of the Jewish people. Then
gained notoriety and popularity throughout the Jewish world, came to him to receive a Beraja (Blessing), even from afar, pure and holy words were fulfilled. Running his fame through the four cardinal points. Every blessing His was a new light.
In 5693/1933, decides to undertake a second trip to Israel. This time it was received with great honor, the city I visited. All had heard of Baba Sali ZL
When you return to Morocco, he is offered the post of chief rabbi of the Jewish community in the country, since that is accessed at the insistence of followers.
At the end of World War II, takes a new direction his life, this time decided to travel to Israel with the intention of settling permanently.
In the recent State of Israel, moved to the city of Lod, near his brother. But soon moved to Jerusalem, where he rents a small apartment in the neighborhood of Baka. After three years of his arrival in Jerusalem, he offered the post of Israel's Sephardic chief rabbi, but, once again, declined. Embark
up again, this time to Netivot, where he settled. This small city became one of the best known by the arrival of this Gadol. Then begins a Jewish pilgrimage to be received by Baba Sali and receive a Beraja ZL.
The impact on this town was very large, many residents changed their ways of life influenced by Tzadik.
the 4th of Shevat 5744 (January 8, 1984) Rabbi Israel Abujatzira gives his last breath, to occupy a prominent place in Tzaddikim in the world of truth. Stop the lights shine a more prominent, a pillar of the Hebrew people. But his blessing and petitions to the Almighty to protect us today.
was buried in the town of Netivot, attending his funeral many people around the country, and even coming from other countries. Today
people visit your Rav Yisroel untold buried in a special WAS plot in Netivot.tumba every day, convinced that he prayed for them during his life certainly intercede on their behalf in the Olam Emet (World of Truth).

TZADIK HILULA IN HONOR OF
On 4 Shevat each year, the date commemorating his death, his Hilulá be held in all corners of the globe.
shiurim and lectures are given on the life of Baba Sali ZL Accompanied with a mitzvah to say Brachot seudah in honor of the Tzadik. Lit candles this pure soul that continues to protect its people. Hilulot
These are held at the grave of the Tzadik in Netivot (Israel), in synagogues, home studios and in private houses.
in Melilla and if memory serves me started to take place this Hilulá Zaruah Or the Synagogue. Dalim Hozer subsequently undertook to organize it in this same synagogue, during the period of the chairmanship of Mr. Elias Chocrón. While the candles were auctioned, the facts recounted Benguigui León Moré and miracles of Baba Sali ZL
in recent years in Kollel Kol Yaacob City this day raises money for their organization, Almosnino Synagogue, with the traditional sales candles and inviting with a varied meal. By
particular thanks to the efforts of many people in Melilla is also organized in a private home. That
Tzejut of Rabbi Israel Abutjazira ZL, protect us and pray to Almighty to see no evil, heal all the sick and the healthy forces in order to fulfill the Mitzvot. That their prayers make us worthy to witness the arrival of Melech HaMashiach today. Amen. BABA SALI

WAS IN MELILLA
As is known this scholar of the Torah was on several occasions in our city of Melilla, Baruch Hashem many people still living can attest to those days when Melilla was illuminated with light Tzadik.

Source:
Yated Neeman, Monsey NY
www.jabad.org.ar Huerto del Nogal

www.famousrabbis.com / babasali.htm

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few days ago I saw the first episode of The Sopranos (sold at newsstands for $ 20 each CD with four chapters). Tony Soprano talks with the psychologist I find little masterpieces condensed in the form of script, acting and directing.

Following one of those moments that I was going around a sharp question to the head. In her remarks to Tony Soprano depressed because he feels that "the best is over."

"Many Americans feel the same," replied the psychologist.

I, since then, I wonder and I cross-examination: The best, "has passed or is coming?

Does it make sense to wait for The Next Big Thing?

I know, I'm an idiot to pedal.

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PROVERBS 62

Three things support the world (Olam): Torah, Worship and Tzedakah (Charity) (Pirket Avot 1.2).
- Serve your master (Hashem), without thought of reward, and fear of heaven is within you (Pirket Avot 1.3).
- brings together scholars at home, sit on your feet and absorb every word of it (Pirket Avot 1.4).
- Love your work, do not seek to impose yourself on others and stay away from the powerful (Pirket Avot 1.10).
- Hillel said: Be like Aaron, love peace and pursue it, love your neighbor and Bring it up to the Torah (Avot Pirket 1.12).

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SPAIN ENTERS THE INTERNATIONAL ORGANIZATION FOR THE EDUCATION OF THE HOLOCAUST AS A FULL MEMBER

December 18, 2008 .-
Spain happened yesterday in Vienna to become a full member of the Group Working for International Cooperation for Education, Remembrance and Research of the Holocaust. The Prime Minister, José Luis Rodríguez Zapatero, sent a message to the plenary meeting of this organization, gathered from Sunday in the parliament building in the Austrian capital, in which he welcomed this "significant moment" for the country and stressed the goal of "from a state policy, to rethink the Shoah in public awareness of the Spain of today" and especially "collective memory" of the "young, as shared European memory."
The "Task Force for International Cooperation on Holocaust Education, Remembrance and Research (ITF) was established in 1998 at the initiative of then Swedish Prime Minister Göran Persson and currently has twenty-five Member States: Germany, Argentina, Austria, Belgium, Denmark, Croatia, Slovakia, USA, Estonia, France, Greece, Hungary, Israel, Italy, Latvia, Lithuania, Luxembourg, Norway, Netherlands, Poland, Czech Republic, United Kingdom, Romania, Sweden and Switzerland.
The Government has since 2005 when he joined the ITF with guest status, taking necessary measures to enable the full integration of Spain in this organization. In December 2006, achieved the status of an observer and Israel and France to Spain have sponsored in the process of entry as a full member. Already in December 2004, the Executive established January 27 as the official Day of Holocaust Remembrance and Prevention of Crimes against Humanity. Subsequently, stressed the importance of Spain to advance the process of transmission of the Shoah, as a benchmark indicating education. The message
letter from the chief executive to present the English candidacy, Zapatero praised the "prestigious organization." "Today 17 of December is an important moment for Spain, which expects to complete a process begun in 2005 and which is itself the starting point of a new era of working together for the attainment and consolidation of shared objectives" he said.

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FAREWELL HOLOCAUST EDUCATION Chanukah Chanukah

-Truzman Benarroch Synagogue in our city of Melilla, wanted to dismiss his Kahal Chanukah offering a snack with typical donuts.
recall that the previous Thursday, and there was the traditional snack that is usually carried out on this holiday. This time the match Sunday the last day of Hanukkah, two snacks are offered that this synagogue. Accompanying Kahal, were members of other synagogues that tend to raise their daily prayers in this Hakeneset Bethel.
show two snapshots of the snack.

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Mabati BY MORDEJAY GUAHNICH

CALENDAR 2009
Due to the success of the pocket calendar 2008, including therein the holidays, days outstanding, Taanit, etc. This year we have repeated and elaborated a timetable for 2009.
recall that last year left the company sponsor Ambigest.
On this occasion he presented the project to a great supporter of Mem Gimel and our Community of Melilla, Mr. David Obadía. This great benefactor Melilla, but currently lives in Málaga, always opens his hand to his Kehilá.
the sponsor of this year under the sponsorship and financing of the UJSE (joint Jewish-Southern Spain)
present a novelty in the calendar on a different highlight color Jaguim (holidays). Note that the roll
has increased since we were short on the last, and is divided into Melilla, the Province of Malaga, Madrid, Israel, Venezuela, Panama, Casablanca, etc.
Publigrafic is charged with making graphic calendars, always strive to do the work for Gimel Mem.

SHAJRIT FOR HIGH SCHOOL STUDENTS
On Saturday, 23 Kislev (December 20), El Liceo organized Sephardic Melilla, 12 hours a Shajrit for their students, in the synagogue "Or Zaruah."
For everything was ready, took out a great deal of preparation by the Jewish department of the Lyceum. This event was attended
students and their parents and some grandparents, heads of the Community and with the presence of our beloved Rabbi Yamin Bitter "Yair Nero." Children went
tefila all, even reading the Sefer Torah and Haftarah. To do this a Moré those who were prepared to recite every part of the liturgy. Meanwhile Morá girls with Sandra Benzaquen, prayer still getting involved in this great event.
Finally we sang several Mizmorim (songs), "In Kelohenu" he said in Ivrit and its translation into English.
There was an emotional moment when the smaller, Netanel Bensusan, sang a beautiful melody "Hashem Melech." It was subsequently offered
a meal in order to say Brachot.
emphasize that this was possible by working together and well targeted Hebrew teachers of the Lyceum, Hazak Ubaruj.

Chanukah FESTIVAL

On Sunday one of Tebet (December 28), had held the feast of Hanukkah. To be organized by the Jewish Community of Melilla, involving all children, who are students of the Lyceum as those studying in other schools in the city.
The day was promising, a large audience, breaking attendance expectations. Highlight the presence of our Rabbi, President Community, the Ministry of Culture of the Autonomous City of Melilla, and leaders of associations of our city, Mem Gimel, Keren Hayesod, Kollel, etc.
managers go telling the act were the brothers Abraham and Dana Benzaquen, in the mixer had to Amram Benguigui.
The photographs were provided by Mem Gimel, we will deliver a copy to the Community with all the snapshots taken so they can distribute.
Rabbi began with a word of congratulation to the organizers and participants of this event. Jumped at the opportunity to thank the current Chairman D. Salomon Benzaquen the work done in front of the community, before its imminent relief in office.
The Festival was very varied with different set-ups in scenes from the festival of Hanukkah. The kids with their typical songs and dances, the older with his first steps as theater actors.
The President of the Community was asked to light the menorah.
It ended with the giving of gifts and a great and varied snack.