Fear Files 22nd June 2013

Greetings:..From The Browder File.. Exploding the Myths... " Truth will never be validated by ignorance or denial. Sometimes truth is easily recognizable and other times you may have to dig deep to uncover it. You'll never find the truth if you're afraid of the dark, afraid to search the thoughts in the inner recesses of your mind, and don't want to get your hands dirty... When you find truth, it may not be easy to recognize it because it's all covered with crud. You may have to chip the crud away, and wash and polish your new-found truth before you can recognize it's intrinsic beauty and value... But all of that takes work, and a lot of people don't want to do the work. They may be afraid, lazy, ignorant or any combination of the three. This is not a criticism because everybody has been afraid, lazy or ignorant at some point in their lives. But there comes a point in our lives when we must "get busy", "know ourselves" and move throughout life without fear. This takes work...hard work. Wishing and hoping want do.
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Independent Newspapers
President Jacob Zuma (pictured) has come under fire from businessman Kenny Kunene, who says the ANC is no longer the party of illustrious leaders like Oliver Tambo. File photo: Sizwe Ndingane
Dear President Jacob Zuma...
I'm writing this because I've never been more disappointed with the ANC you lead. I was once your fervent supporter, I attended some of those night vigils during your trials, and, like many, I believed you would be the force for change the youth and the poor desperately need in our country. Like many others, I donated to your cause when I was called on, and allowed my facilities to be used for ANC and Youth League meetings, sometimes for unusual meetings where your political comeback was planned.
You may wonder what qualifies me to make any kind of political comment. As everyone knows, I'm just a socialite and a businessman, but it's also no secret I am a hobbyhorse for politicians to ride whenever they want to criticise "crass materialism" and the decay of morals. It's true, I like to spend, and I'm not an angel, but unlike politicians I'm not spending taxpayers' money. My real point is that, as a socialite and a businessman, I meet many people, including politicians. When they speak to your face, Mr President, they tell you your imperial clothes are very stylish. When they talk to me, and feel they are safe from your army of spies, most of them admit that you, the emperor, have no clothes.
The Gupta issue alone should be the last straw for many South Africans. But the extent of how much the Gupta family controls you, and by implication this country, has not even begun to be understood. It's amazing how terrified most people in the ANC are to speak about this reality, because they truly fear you. Even if you're not in government, tenders are used to inspire fear among people of influence. Thank God my livelihood is not dependent on tenders. I'll save you the trouble of trying to find out if I have any tenders so you can cut me out of them. I don't have any.
You show no loyalty even to those who kept you out of prison. After the Shaiks and Julius Malema, the Guptas must know that you can drop them faster than they could drop your name. In your quest for self-preservation, you have become heartless.
The reason I supported you and your campaign is because you were marketed to us as someone who would unify us and get rid of the politics of fear, but today there's more fear and more division in the ANC than ever before. In public you smile and laugh, but in truth you behave like a monster, a tyrant who will target perceived enemies ruthlessly, and because of that fear few dare to speak openly. We'd have had yet another Cabinet reshuffle if your wings had not been clipped a little in Mangaung.
Of course, I am not so naive as to blame everything regrettable that happens in the ANC on you. But in my home province, the Free State, the premier, Ace Magushule, imitates your behaviour and even seems to be trying to outdo you in being entangled with the Guptas. He learnt it from you. He thinks its okay to blow R40-million (or R140-million, others say) on a website. It's not a great website either, by the way. When even your Kenny Kunenes start thinking a guy is wasting money shamelessly, you should know how bad it is. Of course, we'd all like to know where that money really went.
This is not what the ANC is or should be. We thought it was bad enough with the Shaiks - but who could have predicted your, and therefore our, wholesale nationalisation by the Guptas?
Even your immediate community, your neighbours in Nkandla, have to walk past your ridiculously overpriced palace donated to you by a once-unsuspecting public, knowing how you have your own private clinic they cannot use and their children must play in the dusty streets among the stones, while your compound has an astroturf sports field that cost the taxpayer R3.5-million and costs R100 000 a month to maintain. How is fake grass a part of security upgrades?
Everyone knows the Public Protector's report will find damning evidence of what went on there - but something must be said now already, in case you find a way to shut her up too.
It's no wonder the ANC lost the vote in Nkandla. If the people who know you best, the place you are from and where you occupy tribal land, do not trust you enough to vote for you, why should the rest of us?
This ANC is no longer the ANC of John Langa Dube, Oliver Tambo and other illustrious names. I'm also getting tired of hearing about how the ANC is bigger than any individual.
There are those who are stubbornly loyal to the ANC, as if it's some kind of marriage, who keep the faith that some day the party will return to its roots. But even if they're my friends, I can't enthusiastically join in with the declarations of those who say they will die in coffins wrapped in ANC colours, no matter what, as my former business partner Gayton McKenzie once said to me.
Mr President, I don't want to be one of those who tell you in fear that you have clothes on, when it's obvious you are completely exposed. I know the dogs will be set on me for saying this, but you have been naked for longer than most of us were willing to admit. And you're now stripping the ANC of the last shred of its integrity. The world laughs at us.
I love the ANC, or what it's supposed to be, but I don't love your ANC. For those of us who care, the question now is, as Vladimir Lenin asked: "What is to be done?" - The Star
* Kenny Kunene is a South African businessman. The views expressed here are not necessarily those of Independent Newspapers.
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UPSC: Important Pages to read from "The Hindu" today (21 June , 2013)-
Click the link: http://www.thehindu.com/todays-paper/tp-index/?date=2013-06-21
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Syrian heritage in danger, warns Unesco..., South African diplomat accuses Israel of apartheid, rejects Tel Aviv

gesture..., Domestic violence at epidemic proportions: WHO
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event..., Once again, fear of the unknown sets off search for safe havens..., A Himalayan tragedy..., Patent justice
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More damages.......at least not as severe as the last one......and I can't tell if it was from our tree or the neighbors.....I fear to file an insurance claim because they are already canceling us......please God, make it stop!!!!
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21ST CENTURY LAGOS WIFE

"Musa... open up that gaddamn gate, i am not going to stand here to listen to this man's wails."

cry me a river for all i care, if you are tired of this... this ... thing..you think is marriage, file the papers i will happily sign it.

"Adenejone", yes ma', Kunle my drive replied as i told him where i desire to be chauffeured to.

As the range rover sport, 2012, reversed onto the Speed bump by the gate, it caused the car to heave, up- i lifted my eyes from the phone on my lap and look towards our mansion, our lovely mansion, and a home its supposed to be, still standing by the entrance was what is left of my ... my .. do i have to call him my husband ?

he no-longer qualifies to bear that name, anyway, whatever, that being was still standing at the balcony, watching me driving out, watching me take a stand in my marriage-whatever is still left of it.
He is frozen, cant believe it has gotten to this.
i bet he never thought it could get to this.

... and down, the car heaved down from the gate bump and kunle masterfully reversed it into the street and zooomm....

we were off.


i checked my email; a few office emails from advertising agencies. checked my bbm, and as expected plethora of pings.
quickly i scanned through them and got to Kate's.

" please don't be late, i have the spot reversed for your car, its 16D, the pass-code is KATE."

i checked my watch and reassured myself i will be on time. i relayed the pass-code to Kunle, pressed the window lever and watched as engineering powers the glass down.

when there was enough opening to look out of the window without fear of lagos street urchins posing a threat i took my finger away from the lever and brought the gear sound to a stop.

damn.. do people hawk at this time of the night? i asked myself as i saw a few hawkers still pling their wares along the length of the road.
one could tell they were out of it. could they not simply go to bed and wake up early for tomorrow ? i continue pondering.

The cool lagoon breeze swept my face, stroking it as it pushes my hair into my face.
gradually my mind left me. to begin a journey though the labyrinth of thoughts.

"How on earth did i manage to end up with this looser of a man ?"

"but he has not always been a loser, and you know it."

"do you remember when you would sleep on the settee till he comes back from work so you can serve him his dinner ? "

"remember how you literally worshiped his every decision. your respect for him was so absolute. and yes, you know he is an intelligent loving man."

" He asked you to resign from your banking job when you thought the pressure was becoming unbearable ?"

" do you remember kenya? the first time you got into an aeroplane ? he took you on an all inclusive safari holiday.

" you remember how you looked into his eyes and called him the apple of your eyes".

"you remember how he held you tightly as you shed tears of love, and how he kissed you neck , telling you he loves you."


.. STOP THERE! you no see that sign! ? a Nigerian police officer barked as he ordered the car to a halt,
relieving Mrs Rita of her nostalgic betrayal.



.."Officer please i am in a bit of hurry, please accept this. "

i quickly place a few notes of cash in his out stretched hands, and he thanked me profoundly.
.. what a shame what the country is turning these young men into.
if i hadn't given him the money what would he have done, i pondered.

kunle once again sped off, i only realized it when the breeze, the stroking and hair-in my face activities resumed.

"madam, we don dey reach the place oh" kunle respectfully told me.

this was to give me chance to freshen my make-up , wear another doze of my lovely Givenchy. However on this time, my mind was so saddened to think about looks.

If it gets worse i could easily freshen up in the toilet, more-over i am a natural beauty , i consoled myself.

As we approached the well manicured rows of flowers, my mind began to beat faster. Bumping and pushing so much blood than was required to my head. i felt dizzy.
Damn! i am not going to let the thought of kelvin spoil my night!, i said to myself .
and with that i shook off the dizziness.

More rows of flowers. Beautiful sets of lawn. sprinklers sizzling, breaking the tranquil scenery.
Kunle gradually reduced his speed. few feet away stood le' meridian. le' meridian in its Majesty, the notoriety and legendary of this Colosseum of a building well transcends any beauty one can ascribe to the structure.
and here is me , here is innocent me, prepared to walk the walk, dinner and feast with Lagos! THIS IS THE LAGOS you never get to see.
A lagos that starts at 10:30 and ends by 4am, at times even 5:00 am.

"but what on earth am i doing ?" theses questions keep troubling me.

"How about if i turn around and go back home to kevin ?"

geez!! im losing it...... (My mind keep battling with itself.)




"16D " . that was kunle to the security guards.

"and what is the pass-code? "

"Its K-A-T-E "

"Thank you, you may drive in now, thank you madam , enjoy your night."

Having let us through, Kunle circled the car through the parabolic ascending drive way, keeping within the 20miles sign
displayed on the sign boards. After what felt like eternity , we came to the opening, the car park. effortlessly kunles steered the car to the spot marked 16D.

"madam, make i wait in the car ? " kunle asked .

" don't be silly, i don't even know how long i will be. but i presume this meeting will go on till 3,4."

" you know what you will do? take this money and find a place to hang out. "

" i will text you 30 mins before i am ready to leave."

" better keep your phone within network signal."

with a quaking heart, i got down from the car, straightened my Givenchy evening dress i had on, picked up my phone and my handbag.A Prada. Bade a goodbye to Kunle as i elegantly stepped away from the car and towards the reception.


"Are you sure you really want to do this ?" this question kept prompting into my consciousness, even as i stepped toward the Reception. A reception that would usher me into the luxuriously, extravagantly lavished banquet hall. where i was suppose to be introduced to MEN!
Men that make things happen.
Men that my kelvin no longer belongs to.

MEN! that would open the flood gates of connections for me.



God please forgive me, i prayed, as the revolving door steers me thru and into the reception.


" good evening ma', how can i help you ?

" i am here for the Mrs Adetokumbo's party" i replied.

"may i have your name please" she demanded

"sure, my name is Rita.However, i believe the invitation should be under Riata-007."

"There is it." she almost exclaimed as she found my pseudy name on the guest list.

Promptly, i was ushered into the elevator, with direction of how to locate the banquet hall, with that the receptionist sent me my way.


As i stood in the elevator, my mind began to reminiscent.

" Kelvin, you are the love of my life."

" If i wake up and there is a biblical rapture, i will rather sleep under Oshodi bridge with you, my Kelvin, than go to heaven without you."

" Ri-Ri, i will make you the envy of your friends"

" Ri-Ri, as long as i breath and walk, i will defend you, fight for you and take away your stresses from you"

" you are an angel, please can i worship you ?"

God! i had the best marriage anyone could think of, how has it gotten to this ?

I could vividly remember the day Kelvin asked me to resign from my bank Job, so i could have the time i desired to spend with our lovely kids - Drake and Rihanna.

Prior to this point, i was working for UBA bank, the job was good pay, however as with every bank position the demands were herculean.
The amount of training provided by the bank, though itself being a recommendable development, was tasking on the average Nigerian, whom doesn't have the basic foundation in computer and software skills. I struggled. I simply couldnt cope anymore. If felt like anything the tutor spoke, simply went in thru one ear and out the other.

Even when i tried to study myself i found that by the time i am half way thru a new page, i have forgotten everything i read in the previous page.
I am not a dunce, however i believed age and stress of looking after kids were beginning to take its toll on me.

Kelv, been the angel he had asked me to resign, and find something more relaxing, be my own boss and work at my own pace.
what more could a woman want? Kelv was simply the best.

Kelvin was a petroleum Engineer with NNPC, the pay was good initially, however as our kids got into secondary school, the desire to give them the best, we had chosen a private boarding school. was it expensive ? it broke our bank.
Kelvin had to resign from being a staff of NNPC to become a contractor for Total.

The pay he earned from contracting was unbelievable. Never thought such salary ever existed.
He was able to pay all the bill himself, take care of the kids and afford to take his family on holiday two times in the year.

Kelvin wanted to buy a house but the desire to maintain our family's lifestyle was more important to him, he toiled hard and gave us everything, we had little saving.

However, after xmas of one of the years, things began to change.

I could remember Kelvin waking me up one early morning to discuss our future.
He had said: " look angel, you need to help me. now that our kids are in a boarding school, you are a very intelligent woman, you could find something that we could invest money into . you need to be busy, help bring money into the house. "

i could remember tears flooding my eyes as i looked into his eyes and wondered what was going-on on his mind.

"Kelv, is everything ok ?" i had managed to ask.

"sure babe, its just that this contracting is never steady, i would want us to have our own home, have more stability."

" is your job shaking ? "

" No not at this time, but you never can tell when" kel had replied.

Anyway, i finally told Kelv about a business idea my friend Laura had discussed with me sometime ago.

"Kelv, i want to go into advertising."

Kelv had looked up and repeated; " ADVERTISING ? "

"yes advertising i continued. its fairly simple, all that is needed is to connect product manufacturers to advertising spaces."

"I have friends in two of the leading outdoor billboard companies, all i have to do is to walk up to these corporate organisation that need spaces to advertise, be kind of a middle man linking the two."

"The business is very lucrative, all it requires is ability to convince companies to use your service." i had meticulously explained to Kelv.

But would that not mean you kissing the back-side of these corporates to win their contract ? kelv had asked.
NO no no i defended, i have friends, you remember Kate ?

yeah. kelv replied.

Kate is a big shot now, she dines and wines with these corporates.
All she had to do is simple to put in a word or two on my behalf.

Kelv wasn't convinced but he tried not to show it.

"so what do you need to get this off the ground?" kelv had asked



As fate had it few weeks into my New business a new management of Total was constituted, they decided to cut down on the number of contracting staff they were paying, and eventually Kelv was affected with the new directive. Most the contracts were simply not renewed.

That was how easily Kelv lost his job. And being a contract job, no compensation was paid, absolutely nothing.
Kelv was broke with a few months.
i now have more money.
i now paid the bills.
i now fueled our both cars.
i now.. . i am now..
...and that was how i became the head of our house-hold.


My business, thanks to Kate and her connections, started off on an excellent footing.
within the first three months , i have handled over 100 million worth of contracts. Net gross.
with profits in the high single digit millions.

Things were back. my kids didnt feel the effect of their dad losing his job.
i made sure on my part that there was adequate money in the joint account i shared with my husband.
However, my husband wasn't himself, he tried to be happy and keep himself busy, but damn, he was finding it difficult to live with the new realm of things. The wife begin the man of the house, the bread winner, and the man... the new HOUSE- wife HUSBAND.

Kelv, is an angel, we never had a house help, just the gate-man.
and kunle, Kunle is a recent employee whom i took on to serve as my chauffeur as all my friends had one, and also i suddenly began to find Lagos traffic irritating, and driving oneself in-dignifying.

so kelv, had busied himself with the chores of the household; washing dishes, cleaning, hovering, dusting and tidying the house. what a fastidious man Kelv is. Everything had to be prim and proper.
he would wash the dishes and towel dry them soon after and neatly put them away.
i have never gotten around to the towel drying kitchen utensils after washing them.

Kelv also cooked dinner, and would serve me whenever i come back.
you see Kelvin is an epitome of a gentle man. In fact these are not new, even when he had his job, weekends and when he is on leave he would take away every chore from me. I mean Every.
He is so sweet. so romantic. He would carry me upstairs and sponge my body.
He would fill up the bath, add the most aphoristic smelling bath gel and have me lie on his chest as we take a soothing bath.

However, this time around as he does these chores, i wasn't seeing it as sweet and loving.
everyday, week-in week out, i began to expect it of him.
i began to want even more.
began to request even more.

Kelv always massages my feet on sunday nights, as we lie on the settee watching a movie.
i always find that very relaxing, soothing. and it makes me drift away to a sound sleep.
i now was cajoling him into giving me this special Sunday treat every other day.
everyday.
i began to request it.
i was beginning to see it as his appreciation of my ... my .. making the money.

if not for me, he might have found himself under a bridge, oh God why am i having such revolting thought about my man.



With the nature of advertising, i was required to meet people, dine and wine with clients and attend their parties.
i am not a young teen with whom i expect most of my older clients would desire, however, i am extremely sexy. i know that. i have always been. In fact more so after my kids, as i found my non existing Bottom began to protrude and round.

my bosoms is a D. Still perky and firm.
my tummy is flat, though a bit loose but generally flat.
Kelv always showered me with praises of how i could easily give a pope a hard-on.
and i do get my fair share of cat-calls and whistle when i walk down the road.
i do get asked-out a lot too, by men.
but never have i taken any these serious, not even for a moment, in my marriage with Kelv.

However with this new position, Advertising, i found myself associating with people, with MEN.
MEN i was beginning to consider were above Kelv.
May be these are the real Men and Kelv is not one anymore.

These MEN had aura about them, they talked with authority. Joked with even more authority.
you find yourself compelled to laugh to their jokes, funny not not.

These men, are very brash, not gentle at all. yet they were very attractive. not necessarily with their looks, just something about these men that is very enchanting.

Enchanting not in an intimate way but nevertheless ENCHANTING.



TING!! that's the elevator stopping.

The doors open and there was this exquisitely decorated walk-way.
lined on its walls were arts, i am not an artiste but one could tell they felts antique-ish, important, and expensive.
Half way down the corridor stood this ceiling-to-floor length mirror. with the yellow light emanating from the filaments of the halogen bulb above it cast perfect illumination, no shadow, on the mirror.

I stood in-front of the mirror admiring myself.
I look around and no one was within sight, i adjusted my bra, straightened my dress, smacking my lips to freshen the gloss.
Starring right back at me, stood myself, not just myself, but my new self.
This is the new Rita.

God, i am wearing a Givenchy!, and my husband has no job.
I am at le meridian at 11:00 Pm, while my husband is crying his eyes out at home.
... the sight of my cleavage interrupted my thoughts..

Rita, see how well you have turned out be be.
you are going to be the highlight of tonight. cos you are RAVISHING.
All the men in there are going to want a piece of you. Hahahahahaha. i chuckled.

I was still admiring myself when i was startled by a deep baritone of a voice.

" Don't bother lady you are beautiful"

I turned around, and there was the owner of the voice, A tall young man, i would say in his early 30s.
He had a suit on, but you could tell he is very fit, as the suit took to his outlines.
His lips were red, he must have a gloss on, i thought to myself.
Yeah, they are red but looks so natural.


I was still staring at him, till he came up to where i stood and repeated himself.

" what a beautiful woman you are. is that Givenchy ?" he asked

" mmm.. No its Prada. oh yes , Oh yes its Givenchy, thought you meant my hand bag, i stuttered.

God, this man was making me uncomfortable, what does he want.
He peered down into my Unclad eyes, and asked; "are you by yourself tonight ?"

i was lost, i simply starred hard at him. I simply didnt know where to start. i couldn't figured where he was heading with the question to find a rational answer to it.

"ee.... Yes. Actually No, i am with someone" i stopped it at that.

He was mute for a minute, just starring at me. making me fidget.
For christ sake he is a little boy, i am his aunty. why should i let myself be intimidated by such a young man.
I managed to look up and met his eyes.
I locked on them, with a smile trying not betray any emotion.

I said to him; " thanks for the compliment but i have to go now".

He wanted to say something, but i turn and walked back towards the elevator.
i could feel his eyes tearing into my derriere.

my heart was racing, not in the manner when we meet someone we desire, but in a nervous state when we are about to betray a friend.
I was thinking of Kelv.
I tried not to walk provocatively.
I walk to the elevator pressed the button to call for it and turned around towards where i left the young man behind, towards the corridor leading to the banquet party.
sure as hell that Man, man? he is a boy joor, he is going to the party as well.

As i turned, i realized he must have moved on so i retraced my steps to the corridor with the mirror, this time i didn't even look at it as i was past.
I quickened my steps to get to the hall and into the comforting company of my Kate.


Just as i was getting to the door a ping came into my phone. it was from Kate

"Ri-Ri, tonight is going to be fun! please hurry up i have got someone for you".




the moment i walked into the banquet hall, i felt a gush of hot air hit me on the face
Damn, the place was filled.
The arrangement was such that there was a table for six chairs. I guess meant for three couples.

As i scanned the room, i noticed that there was actually a podium and on it stood someone, a man, saying something, reading off a sheet of paper he held in his left hand.
I was too bothered to listen.
It felt like every eyes were on me.
I simply stood there not knowing what direction i should tee-off to,
or should i not stand here wait to be seated ?

I was still deliberating my next course of action when a firm masculine hand gripped my shoulder
and asked ; " would you mind joining me on my table, we have got vacant seat ? "

That voice! i remembered it immediate.
same voice that had commended on my beauty in the hallway by the big mirror.
what is he doing tracking me.
God i am uncomfortable enough as it is, i don't want anybody to complicate it further.

where the hell is Kate when you need her the most, i pondered.

He released his grip on my shoulder and stretched out his hand for me.

do i have to take his hand?

"this young man is way too young for me, what will people say? "

I reluctantly took his hand and he led the way to his table.

As we got to his table, exasperation written all over my body, wondering what his friends would say.
"why this matured woman?"
,
my young man friend, being a proper gentleman held my seat for me, as i took a look around before i sat,
i notice a hand waving in my direction. could that be Kate?..
yeah , it Kate.
she is making a hand gesture asking me to come over to her table.
"Good,I got to go", i say under my breath.

i looked up to my hulk of a man, what a gentleman he is, he was still holding the seat behind me.

" Sorry young man but i have got to go now."

" I have found my friends i came with, i must go to be with them"

my young man-friend was disappointed , but he hid it behind a grin. How sweet was that ?.

As i shuffle my way out of the table, i came very close his body, immediately my mind began to race.

I felt tingle of excitement. Excitement of being appreciated. Excitement of being desired.
same time, i felt i was being Molested by this man.

I then noticed he had taken off his suit, and my earlier presumption was so right.
He looked like a professional sports man.
His looks were so detailed. The edges of his low hair cut were so pronounced it felt like a razor blade was used to do the cutting.

And i smelt a Chanel, he must be wearing a Bleu.
I know that cos that's same perfume i bought for Kelv on his birthday last year.
The masculinity of the fragrance drives me mad.
Nothing i like better than Kelv wearing it to bed.
Nothing i like better than lying on his chest, immersing myself in the fragrance of this beautiful perfume.

" will you promise to have a dance with me sometime tonight ? " came that voice again.

" are you sure you would want to dance with me ? i am terribly bad " i tried to dissuade him.

"it alright i promise to hold your hands" he retorted.

there was no chance of winning this man on this, and we were drawing so much undesired attention already, at least for me, as we stood yapping.

I had to give in. " Sure, find me later and i will dance with you".

the moment the words left my mouth i hated saying it.

"what have i just agreed to ?"

"do you really want to meet this man again? tonight? ", i troubled myself.


I made my way to Kate's, trying not to notice all the gawking and ogling i was getting.


" Is my Bottom really round and big ? "




I fell into Kate's arms in a big embrace with so much relief and contentment.
I held her so tight wondering what an impediment i have just overcome.

" na so person dey gooooo!" my mind kept revolting.

"See the amount of energy, squeezed into one arm."

"this boy should better stay well clear of me, i am not his mate "


" i see you are already making friends ? Ri-Ri baby !! Kate hailed.

i was so angry and shaken to even accommodate her jokes, i kept a straight face on.

"so whose party is this, and, who and who is here joor?" that's me straight to business trying hard to stop tormenting my mind with the thoughts of that boy.

Kate was sitting with two other women and a male friend.

This male friend had conspicuously similar looks and body as the young man that was distressing me earlier.
Kate introduced him as Femi.
He stood up, stretched his hands for me, when i met him with mine, he shook my hand very warmly, then planted a kiss on it.

"okay ! tonight is the night" i convinced myself.

Kate's other two female friends were Mrs Helen and Alhaja Tolu.
i have met them before, so there wasn't any need for long introduction, we simply gave one another little hugs.

Alhaja is a big time MADAM. she is heavily loaded. Her late husband was the owner of lots of businesses;
chains of retail outlets, eateries, real estates, land properties, haulage , what ever you can think for.
As Muslims, alhaja had to share her husband with three other wives. She was the last-wife and actually went to the University.

Alhaja's case is very peculiar, in fact she was a christian before she was married off to her late husband.
she was a very beautiful university student , unilag too!, before Alhaji crossed her path.

As most Nigerian relationship with young women, it started off as Aristo- levels. Alhaja whose name was originally chinwe, was studying Economic at the university.

One day a colleague, not necessarily a friend, invited her to assist in organising a birthday party for her dad.
Chinwe, being of pretty face, was to usher in the guest and to serve as well. however, chinwe being a good cook also prepared the salad. The salad was truly unique, as Kate stressed when telling me this story, as it was garnished with sliced boiled egg and sweetcorn. Chinwe's dad was once a junior chef at presidential palace hotel.

Anyway, after the party most of the celebrants including the late alhaji demanded to meet who made the salad.
and that was it. First contact was initiated. names exchanged. and winks sent.




Chinwe, as i was told, dealt with Alhaji, the moment she found out he was loaded, she went extreme.

Alhaji worshiped her, being a university student back in those days, it was a novelty to date one.
Alhaji spend without season on Chinwe.
He bought her a house in Victoria island.
A Mercedes, in fact chinwe was the only person who rode a Mercedes at that time in the university. lecturer inclusive.

Chinwe wanted it all. she wasn't content with being given bit by bit, she went for the viper's head.

The moment Chinwe hinted that she was converting to a Muslim that was the same moment Alhaji was proposing.
Their honeymoon was at Bahamas.

Cut a long story short, the other wives became jealous of the attention Alhaji was pouring on Chinwe, they went diabolic.
Chinwe, never to be found wanting, joined then head-on.
it became a case of babalawo vs babalawo. at the end over-concoction killed Alhaji. He died of food poisoning.

While the older wife, being naive, were only content with hassling over the visible landed properties Chinwe cornered all Alhaji's shares and treasury bills.
In fact she had the Will worked on, either with Alhaji's cognition before his death or with the solicitor's connivance.
Alhaji's investments, companies foreign owned estates vanished from the will that was read out.

To round it up, Alhaja is loaded. she is da BOSS!



Helen is loaded too.

She is the senior Mistress to a serving Senator. she was once married but the senator convinced her to leave her man for him.
She followed where the beat was loudest, and left the man with a set of five years old twins. Boys.

"and these are the shaker and pushers of the society ?"

Kate too, hers is similar. She was a mistress then pushed out the man's woman and became the wife.
when she had gotten into the role of wife she found out that the restriction and demands her husband expected of her were suffocating, as she likes to put it, and doesn't suit the life she desired, she took action.

I don't know if i could attribute it to her or natural occurrence, however her husband is now bed-ridden. Full body stroke. Not partial.
Everything has been transfer to her name. case closed. will cant be changed now, even if the man desires for it, cause the court has ruled him incapacitated. He can no-longer take a decision for himself. his wife - Kate now owns him.


" my dear, Kate continued, mrs Adetokumbo is celebrating her birthday ooh. everybody is here."

" even chief is here"

"which Chief, please?" i threw back at her.

" ah ah, are there now lots of chiefs after you ?" Kate joked.

Chief is a politician, who has taken fancy after me. he buys me gifts and presents, likes to take me out for dinners, but nothing else. He hasn't even made a move to kiss me.
i believe he simply like my presence, my engagement, my lively character and how i make him laugh.
Chief is married, and i am married as well, not that it matters nowadays though.


I look up from my phone i caught the eyes of Kate's Femi piercing through my cleavage, what a perv he is , i thought.
Funny enough, when i looked him in the eye, with the " i caught-you-red-handed-look " thinking he would show a sense of remorse, he simply smiled, got his tongue out and licked the full 360 deg length of his lips.

I looked away.

We all got into the latest gist in town. This . That. This, That.
as we talked i could sense Femi's eyes all over me.
Femi has a nice body but his facial look are thuggish, with well defined jawline, and eyelids that looks like he lined them with a make-up.
i don't find him appealing. Not appealing unlike .. my .. the young man i met earlier.

just that moment, i thought of Kelv.
what could he be doing at home at this moment?
having his supper? reading newspapers? on the internet searching for a job ?
or maybe he could be out being intimate with those sluts that hang-out at bars.

the thoughts of Kelv sleeping with another woman immediately filled me with rage.
"how dare he ?"

"so this is what he does ? "

"when i leave the house to go make money, he simply turns around and spend my hard earned cash he has access to via our joint account on prostitutes ? "

damn! i have been so blind, i have been so soft. I need to put a stop to this.




"Kelvin, Rita's husband, is a soft -spoken man. He studied at one of the good old educational institute built by Britain, where students were taught proper etiquette and mannerism.

Kelvin has growth up to act and compose himself in the ways of the traditional English gentleman.
He a humanist; who believes love and personalities have to be nurtured and guided to grow to what you desire it be be.

Kelv is a genuine family man.
He provided for his family. Made sure they never lacked anything. His family were among the first to have any new gadget in trend; nitendo gameboy, PS2 the 3, Blackberry phone, Iphone, Samsung, everything.

He endeavors to travel places with his family.
Every July Break, during the nasty raining season, they family would also travel out.
They have been to Kenya, Botswana, Gambia, South-Africa, Egypt and cape-Verde.

Kelv has never pride himself as a rich man, though he once was, relative to the general population.
He sees his wealth as this family. The strong Family cohesion, the trust and love they have all built together.

On the intimacy role, Kelvin is a very romantic man. He dines and wines his wife like they were still in courtship.
He is of a decent " package" and he pleases her tremendously, with lots passion, fore-play and after play.
His wife has never had it any better.

He is a man most women would desire, however Rita doesn't see thing that way. Anymore.
Rita is beginning to have the notion that Kelv is turning into a leech on her new found life.
His soft-spoken-ness is beginning to irritate Ri-Ri. She shouts at him, wanting him to get angry and shout back, or hit her, but he calmly speak back.

He cleans and tidies the house thoroughly, yet rita comes home to find faults.

" what is the meaning of this ? " rita would say, on one of her spell-doomed days.

" what are you talking about? "kelvin would calmly reply.

" you left the lights on in the bedroom and you are here , downstairs in the sitting room , watching the news."

" no wonder our electricity bill is so high." rita would bark.

Kelvin would smile and remind her they pay a flat rate irrespective if they leave the lights on or not. Moreover, he was upstairs not long ago, only came down to watch the news and is planning to go back upstairs to finish a job application he is working on.


"Everyday job application." Rita would switch the argument.

"your mates are out there making REAL....money and you are here, still applying for jobs."

she would end the argument with a long sigh that could break a glass.


Rita would always apologies for the outburst the moment she gets herself, and blame it on the traffic. lagos traffic is driving me mad.
Blame it on her work. On her friends. The demand of the society. But never on herself.

After the first few such outburst, Kelvin has decided not to join issues with her and simply let her vent her angry and will promptly accept her apologies without any condition or reservation.

Though, these outburst brings tears to his eyes, he shrugs his shoulders and blame himself for being the cause, failing in his responsibility to provide for his wife.
Failing to be the man for his wife.
A failure....,- he see his wife working as a failure on himself.
especially when his wife has to attend her increasingly nightly events, events she had argue was to network.
Network with other men. Men with Jobs, Money and standing in the society. Non of These, he currently has.


Kelvin has resorted to praying and putting more effort to finding a new job and also, doubled-up on his commitment to the house.
He now does thing around the house, not just to get it right, but to please Ri-Ri.



Soon it was dance time, at this time everybody had eaten to their satisfaction. The buffer was continental, from Senegalese smoked fish to East African Cus-cus, Mediterranean and Caribbean. Every imaginable food was available, all that was demanded was to pick up a plate and join the orderly procession round the food tables. Basically eat as much as you can.

The heavy beats of Afro -juju music genre filled the hall, soon the MC was on it again; making jokes, showering accolades and generally trying to stir the crowd to dance.

First to grace the dance hall was the celebrant, Mrs Tokumbo, and her Husband. 4th Husband precisely. A man definitely young enough to call her mummy. However, Rita confirm that he truly loved her, married her, not for her money, as he is equally endowed, just as rich as Mrs Tokumbo before they got together.

She shuffled and wound her waist rhythmically to the beats. Every now and again raising her hands up in a soundless clap.

she is sure a dance. Age is definitely what a person defines it to be.
For Mrs Tokumbo, her 70 is the pinnacle of youth.


Soon the dance floor was filled, every guest was at it; dancing, throwing money about, laughing and merrymaking.

Nothing fails to crack the rib as seeing a full stomached old man, energetically trying to dance like a Jackson.
There were many of them tonight on that mission. Trying emphatically to please the young girls milling around the place.


I danced too. i had to hold on to my Givenchy with one hand while i pathetically rocked my waist.
My mind still hasn't stopped imagining Kelv with other women.

" Is that why he hasn't been up for sex lately ?" i keep tormenting my mind.

As i took notice of my friends, i realized everyone of them was now with a partner. All younger men.
These men were all slick and smooth. well dressed and exuded a confidence you don't expect from the average Nigerian mingling with an older woman.

It must be the money they are after. Gold-digging these hapless rich older women.

After watching them for a wee while, while dancing with some man who had rhymitically danced his way into my front, and urging me to dance with him, i excused myself from my dance partner and headed towards the Ladies.

I got to the toilet, did my thing, washed my hands, got them dried under the air-drier, and applied a thin layer of Nivea moisturizer i found among the mini-cosmetics table beside the sink.
This hotel is well prepared for her guests.

I had walked to the observation deck to get some fresh air and clear my head. While i was in the toilet i had decided to give Kelv a phone call.
I had planned to call his phone with my number hidden and not reveal myself while i listen keenly to his background noise to figure out if he is truly at home as he would claim.

As i stepped onto the observation deck, the beautiful scenery of Victoria island, the street-lights casting an orange glow to the streets below, the bar beach's wave striking against Julius Beggers's beach barriers erupting in splatters of white foamy bubbles.

At the far right end of the observation deck, i could make out the silhouette of a seemly love birds hungrily eating each other up. the woman partner was all in a rage pulling and togging on her man's neck, wishing she was taller to meet his lips more forcefully.

Soon the man responded to the woman's action, and held her close to him, i saw it clearly, his hands, both, went to her derriere and without hesitation, he squeezed the softness out of it.
The derriere must have been very very soft, cos as he held on it the softness overflowed out of his grasp. He then held on to it more firmly and seemed to lifted her up on it.

she was clearly lost, her two legs were soon wrapped around his waist, as she continued to maul at his lips.

what a sight!

The more i watched, the more my desire to see more grew, i was getting excited, i was straining my eyes to make out clearly what they were doing.

I contemplated moving closer. I did. I inched my way closer. Closer. And closer.
Soon, i was a few feet away from them. Still leaning on the railing on the observation deck on the 15th floor of Le Meridian, i was still immersing myself in the scenery of Lagos night, though i was beginning to cast more glances to the action-couple than the beach scene.

" Could they not get a room ?"

" Could they do it right here? at this very minute?"

Battling with the urge to walk away from the scene, i took a stand, with the dozens of gulps of wine in my system, i decided i was going to stay out here and watch it till the end. I am not going anywhere.

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5 Negotiation Tips From Steve Jobs

An old e-mail exchange between Steve Jobs and James Murdoch illustrates how savvy negotiation works.

A series of emails about ebook prices between Apple and HarperCollins, including ones written by Steve Jobs, were recently released as part of the Department of Justice price-fixing suit against Apple and a number of major publishers. As the site Quartz pointed out, these offer some great insight into how Jobs negotiated.

However, Zachary Seward at Quartz called it an example of "hard-nosed" negotiation at which Jobs excelled. I'd take a different view. This is not hard-nosed. The emails show how an excellent negotiator used a series of principles to create the best conditions for winning. Let's look in greater detail at the exchange between Steve Jobs and James Murdoch, son of Rupert Murdoch and the ultimate decision maker, and see how Jobs ultimately got his way.

First, set the stage. Apple and HarperCollins had been discussing bringing the latter's ebooks into the iTunes store for the launch of the iPad. Apple had presented its standard contract. HarperCollins wanted to address the following issues:

flexibility to price on a title-by-title basis outside Apple's pricing tiers
no so-called most favored nation status, so Harper would not have to give Apple as good a deal as any other retailers in case the two companies disagreed on prices and HarperCollins wanted to make titles available through other outlets at higher prices and, potentially, higher income for those retailers
a lower than 30 percent commission on new works
six month windows on using an agency model (publisher sets the price and retailer gets a commission) instead of the 12-month window that Apple wanted
concern that Apple wanted to set prices too high, meaning that competition with Amazon would be difficult

And yet, Jobs ultimately prevailed. Here is how.

1. Understand the importance of the negotiation.

According to one of the emails, Steve Jobs got on the phone with Murdoch right away. Jobs was a busy man, but he knew that some deals are critical. To have a credible showing of ebooks, he needed all the major publishers, including HarperCollins. However, there was another aspect of importance that didn't pass him by. If he caved on what he thought he really needed with one publisher, others would eventually find out and push back. Not only was the deal important in and of itself, but also in terms of the effect it could have on other deals.

2. Show that you understand the context and why your proposition is better.

Jobs knew, as did everyone in the publishing industry, that Amazon was driving much of the ebook business. Murdoch verified that Amazon paid $13 wholesale for an ebook title and sold it for $9.99--a loss, but Amazon wanted market share. However, buying high and selling low wouldn't last forever, as Jobs pointed out:

The current business model of companies like Amazon distributing ebooks below cost or without making a reasonable profit isn't sustainable for long. As ebooks become a larger business, distributors will need to make at least a small profit, and you will want this too so that they invest in the future of the business with infrastructure, marketing, etc.

Furthermore, Jobs argued that the $9 HarperCollins would get per title was actually sustainable and that the only way to pay more, given that in retail a 30 percent margin is relatively modest, would be to raise prices, angering consumers.

3. Show both kinds of value.

Jobs showed two kinds of value in his email exchange. One was positive value--what HarperCollins would get by working with Apple--and the other was negative, or what HarperCollins would lose by not working with Apple. For example, Jobs wrote that "Apple is the only other company currently capable of making a serious impact, and we have four of the six big publishers signed up already." On one hand, he offers HarperCollins a tool to oppose industry domination by Amazon. On the other, he offers a soft hint that if HarperCollins doesn't play ball, it may get left behind by its major competitors.

4. Lay out the reality.

The Jobs coup de grâce relates to the first point. When Murdoch shows signs of compromise, while trying, as Jobs did, to show positive and negative benefits to Apple, Jobs lays out a stark reality:

As I see it, HC has the following choices:

1. Throw in with Apple and see if we can all make a go of this to create a real mainstream ebooks market at $12.99 and $14.99.

2. Keep going with Amazon at $9.99. You will make a bit more money in the short term, but in the medium term Amazon will tell you they will be paying you 70% of $9.99. They have shareholders too.

3. Hold back your books from Amazon. Without a way for customers to buy your ebooks, they will steal them. This will be the start of piracy and once started there will be no stopping it. Trust me, I've seen this happen with my own eyes.

Maybe I'm missing something, but I don't see any other alternatives. Do you?

At that point, the gloves are off and Jobs shows that HarperCollins, and the wider industry, face a stark choice, and that he, Jobs, knows it and recognizes that giving in to Murdoch would actually mean putting HarperCollins in a medium-term bind.

5. Play the emotion

One of the biggest mistakes that businesspeople make is to assume that the process is a rational and logical one. But negotiation is almost always an emotional play. People make decisions because of ego, fear, greed, a need to please, and so on. Notice that Jobs shows the benefit and the risks by painting pictures and not enumerating lists. For instance, he mentions the 120 million customer credit card numbers on file. He deliberately left the image of all that potential money in Murdoch's mind.

You don't often see an extended example of a negotiation process handled by someone gifted in the field. It is worth reading through the transcript to follow the back and forth and see how skilled Jobs was.

http://www.inc.com/erik-sherman/5-negotiation-tips-from-steve-jobs.html?cid=em01012week24a
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The current state of the visual effects industry, especially in Los Angeles, is shaky at best. With companies going bankrupt, work moving off to better incentivized areas, and a lack of organization on the part of our own industry, it's clear we are in a dark phase for the digital arts. Despite the continued and expanding use of effects in the biggest (and even the smallest) films around the world, this portion of the industry is suffering greatly.

Having been a part of it since the desktop revolution in the early 90's, I was both witness, and somewhat party to the state we are in today. As I've mentioned in entries before, our eagerness to please, our excitement to be a part of "the movies", and our ignorance of how the studios worked led us to the current situation, where bidding is a guessing game, there is no "push back" to a studio's efforts to find a lower price, and there is no loyalty to working on American soil.

Now, I see articles left and right about the true advent of 4K cinematography, the continued and expanding use of stereo, and real discussions of not only 48fps, but 60fps and beyond. While it is understood that the technology needs to advance, one detail is lost amongst most conversations. No one is speaking up about the sheer amount of data required to process a film using all of these formats, nor any recognition of how these projects would clog even the biggest facility's infrastructure.

So this is an earnest letter to us. Not the studios, not the industry as a whole, but to the artists, facilities, managers, producers and supervisors who lead the way, big and small, through the storm that is our current visual effects world. What I want to ask, of all of us, is to not fall prey to the ignorance and vulnerability we succumbed to in the early years. Let's not be blinded by the flash of the project, the lure of "cash flow" or the fear of missing out on a job. Let's not be afraid to admit that to produce a visual effect shot in 4K, stereo and/or 48fps will simply cost more than a standard 2K shot… a lot more. The artists know that, the visual effects companies know that, and even the studios know that. But don't expect the studios to want to pay more. Even as I was bidding film more than a year ago I was being asked to provide numbers for a 4K "bump" on all shots. I felt I was being overly optimistic, and adding only 25%, but my numbers were immediately rejected. I was told at best the studio would approve a 10% added cost. Even then I knew we would need four times more storage space, a faster network to handle the larger file sizes, much more time to render, to texture, and to process the massive amounts of data. Yet the studios were already pushing back.

The studios will always push back. That is their job, and they can't be faulted for it. But the truth is that we are an industry that typically fails to do our own pushing. The hard truth is that any expansion of file size, frame rate or "eyes" will require significant increases in visual effects costs. So let us not fall prey to the eagerness of the job. Let us not feel happy that we are simply getting to bid. Let us not compromise our own logic in favor of getting the project. If we, as an industry, bid projects similarly, admitting how much it will cost us to process these new technologies, the studios will understand. They aren't trying to take advantage of us. They are simply taking what we give them. If they ask for a lower price, and we give it to them, they will simply ask for a lower price again. It's business.

But so is protecting our employees and our facilities. Be realistic, bid appropriately for the work and data load, but don't compromise. We are no longer the eager young kids excited to work on a movie. In those early days, we literally sold our soul just for the opportunity. But those days are done, and it's time to handle our business like professionals. Leave the eagerness and fear to someone else, and let's work together as an industry so we don't repeat the mistakes of the past.
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Many weed junkies claim that the United States economy would be stimulated and fixed if marijuana was made legal. This statement is completely and utterly untrue.

When marijuana is entirely eliminated and eradicated, our economy will experience growth like never before. No longer will money have to be wasted on military expenses, the police force, the prison system, mental health clinics, hospitals, etc. When weed is vanquished, all of our problems will be washed away in a tidal wave of peace. No longer will people have to live in fear, and no longer will we need to waste time, money, and effort on meaningless things to remedy the problems created by cannabis consumption.

What does this mean for the future? Well, it means that more people will be able to pursue creativity and innovation. We will have more engineers, scientists, philosophers, architects, mechanics, etc. With a completely stable economy and no violence, people's time can be devoted to creating wonderful and exciting new things. It means endless progression, it means a life of pure joy and peace, it means prosperity and equality for all. Do you see now why we do what we do? The weed-free future is a marvelous place, we hope that you wish for it too.
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This is one of the most common fetish among men of all metros where the females tend to cover their faces .

The first and foremost way is not to stare at the roads / parking for searching females with covered faces. One solution is to be engaged with some conversation or random mobile phone stuff like game or anything. If you don't have any other activity , just stare at top - sky.

On the internet , never ever search for keywords like 'cover face dupatta' or similar keywords. This will prevent you for falling in the pit of fetish.

Regularly give your devices like PC / Laptop / Mobile Phone / Tablet to your companions / friends. This way , you will have a little fear in storing veil pics. I know , there are various file lockers , but please don't use them. Keep photographs of God or any loving person on your device , which will prevent you to download such things.

So far as the residence is concerned , never ever stare from the lobbies or galleries in search of veiled female. Some females veil inside home for some reasons or others , but , we should not consider them. If you get sudden urge for the same, be in conversation with anyone in your home for any stuff. If you there is no one except you at home , go to the mirror and talk with yourself regarding any topic. It will save you from that slippery path. If you can't still get rid of this fetish , let it get rid of you. Constantly see the veiled females' photos on devices for 2-3 days. You will feel irritated , fatigued and you will never feel that urge to see veil women.

This one is the most terrible part of our fetishes and we must accept. After seeing veiled girl , most of the males tend to m*******bate. This is the weakest point of males. Even if you get aroused by the veiled female , just drink a glass of water and count 20 to 1 in the descending order at the very moment. Moreover , you can talk with any person around you and this urge will blow away in 1-2 minutes flat. If you m******bate more than one time a day , reduce daily frequency and keep note of it.

LOVE your companion. If you don't have , love your parents - siblings. If you have companion , never ever force her to dress up veiled. Just imagine , how odd impression will be created of yours in your companion's mind.

This fetish gets identified in the age of 15-25 years. I know , most of the people won't like to pray at this age. But , for getting rid of the fetish , we need to do. DO at least one prayer a day and see the difference.

Drink lots of water . Increase your daily water intake to almost double. You won't feel the urge to m******bate.

Get involved in activities like music , reading , traveling and other hobbies. Never ever be alone when you are passing through this healing phase.

REMEMBER ONE THING : Our loved ones are those for whom we are living on this planet. Never ever think of them in veil. This is the worst thing we can ever do with our loved ones.

We do not have any rights to see and imagine any girl/lady in veil . She is someone's daughter/sister/wife/mother . Will we allow anyone to gaze or stare at our daughter/sister/wife/mother ? If we are staring at women for this fetish , we are worse than the RAPISTS.

Last thing : Never ever get stressed if you can't get rid of the habit. A day will come for sure when you will get rid of this habit . No man can live with a habit permanently. He would get fed up of habits in a specific time frame , which varies from a man to a man>

These are the general set of instructions. You can add / omit for getting rid of the same. I seek an advance apology for any spelling/grammatical mistake which could change meaning of sentences typed above.

About me : 3rd Year Medical Student from Gujarat who has deep interest in Human Psychology and doing research at UG Level on Fetishes.

I hope , these advices will help you to get rid of your fetishes.
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found a bag on the ground, I opened it and guess what i found
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and keep the money after along throught, i decided to leave
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after ,a call came through on the Playbook, i picked and talked
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We met after wards and i handed him the bag Down he collected
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A group of us are planning a trip to Ireland later this year, and I've already begun preparing, in the form of making a packing list. I have a standard packing list on file that I adjust according to each trip, complete with the cost of each item and a space to indicate which bag I packed said item in. Yeah, I'm kind of obsessive about things like that; it's my preparedness gene. If the airline ever completely loses any of my suitcases, I can simply hand them a copy of the packing list and slay them with my massive organization skills.

I don't know why I go to such lengths. No matter what I leave behind, I know that if I forget it I can almost assuredly get a replacement wherever it is I'm going, but that doesn't matter. I guess I do know why I make these lists: I Must Be Prepared. But the Ireland trip is different from a domestic trip, so I've had to start a completely different file, and the first item on the list is PASSPORT -- and, unfortunately, that's something that can't be replaced at the airport if I arrive there without it. It's a must. Next on the item is: silk sleeping sack -- not because I require silk, but because I'm allergic to soap and detergents, and if the hotel sheets are rinsed completely free of detergent residue, I get up in the morning looking like a hunk of raw meat where my skin has blistered and peeled. It rolls up smaller than the size of a T-shirt, and weighs nothing.

What's a bit disturbing is I've already filled one page, and the only clothing item listed is underwear. I take this as a sign that maintenance has now overtaken my existence. -- Linda H.
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My personal apology to my fellow Patriots: I Rebel take full responsibility for my participation in Hussein and this administration destroying our beloved USA; yes I know, previous presidents were bad as well, but none as detrimental and damaging as Hussein. I am We the People, you are We the People, and it's our responsibility to hold those I/we vote into office accountable, although I’m happy to say I did NOT vote for this POS! We the People have been complacent to the point of allowing ourselves to be so indoctrinated that we abide laws that are in direct violation of the Constitution… that means they are null and void!! We are living like criminals and terrorists being spied on in the streets, on our phones and now in our own homes; we suffer the repercussions of our lack of action; we allowed this to happen! We the People empowered them, and We the People have the power to take it away. They know we are the majority, and they fear us, and that is why they work so hard to keep us divided and arguing over petty issues. Think what would happen if Patriotic America got up tomorrow morning and said NO MORE!! Stop saying you, them, they… and start saying We the People. ~Rebel III%
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in bugibba yesterday evening; by the sea doing a bbq me and my friend when this group of foreigners introduced themselves politely to us, three of them remained there while the others left and started teasing my friend.

they started to crack a number of silly & dirty jokes & we asked them to keep a distance, they reacted reacted violently held my friend and one of them kissed her, she was unable to speak and i ran up the way to the mainroad to get help.

maltese passers by calmed me down and started shouting down at the aggressors, when i returned back i found my friend holding her dress with her own hands because they had stripped her, she had 2 scars and a lovebite on her neck.
the foreigners escaped with her handbag when they heard the shouts, but one of the passers by stated he knows one of them.

according to the neighbour this person was involved in another attempted rape of a british youngster, way back in 2010 in the same area.
contrary to my suggestions she was in tears and kept telling me she doesnt want to file a police report due to her career and fear of revenge.

this is not fair where it is impossible to hold a bbq in a "civilised area" in 2013.
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[TRANS] Marie Claire July Edition Interview With Kim Junsu – One And Only, Kim Junsu
Jun 23, 2013 by melodiamuse | Leave a comment
Kim Junsu will be returning with his second solo album. It’s an album that goes well with the Summer nights. A hot but refreshing, serious but not too weighed down; a unique youth lays within him.
Today’s background music was a collection that ranged from Mika to Bruno Mars, Taio Cruz, Foo Fighters, Calvin Harris, Adele, Jason Mraz, Wanted and Jin Haerim. This was a playlist chosen by the hero of the photo spread himself. Between the songs could be heard the unique and husky voice that anyone could recognize from 100m away. The owner of this voice is none other than JYJ’s Kim Junsu, who spent the whole half day at the photoshoot continuously humming a tune as though he was drinking water or joking with others. Soon to return with his second solo album, he has graced the cover of ‘Marie Claire’
He has been busy. Around this time last year, the first solo album of Kim Junsu, who showed off a unique color that was different from that of JYJ’s Junsu, recorded amazing achievements on various charts such as the Billboards and iTunes Japan. He also held a world tour that started in Seoul and took him to countries such as Indonesia, Thailand, China, Hong Kong, New York, Europe, Chile, Brazil and Mexico. He also stood on the stage and poured all his energy into a musical. Having proven his ticket power and talent time and time again in big musicals, he is now considered to be a certified check in the musical industry. We can’t help but be amazed that his entry into the musical industry has led to a movement of Korean musicals spreading out overseas. It’s difficult to find a sense of normalcy from any of these stories. He’s never not been a star since his debut, he is still a strong and powerful star in the industry. But he is also a wonderful youth who has finally and earnestly chosen his own path and taken responsibility for it. Shall we all wait and see what path this man has chosen, and what ‘event’ or ‘phenomenon’ he will create this year? First, we know that many are curious to know more about his latest solo album. Everyone will get the answers to their questions in just one month. But before that date comes, a couple of hints may be uncovered from the clear answers he gave us.
- It’s not long till the date of your comeback. We’d like to know how you feel right now.
When I released my first album ‘TARANTALLEGRA’ last year, I felt a lot of pressure, as I knew I would. Not only was this my first solo activity, but I was also the first member of JYJ to do so; so I really wanted to start on a good note, at least for the sake of the other members. After I released my album and held my world tour, I started to think more positively and I was overflowing with energy. I also gained a sense of confidence. What I needed when I released my first solo album was courage. But now, my ambition is even greater. What I mean is my ambition to create an album that rivals, or even surpasses, my first album. Right now, all I can say for certain is that it’s an album that has a completely different feel from the first album It’s also different from my single album ‘UNCOMMITTED’.
- Could you drop us a hint about your upcoming album?
I’m also sad that I can’t tell you anything specific. I’m thinking of putting a variety of genres into the album overall, as I’ve been doing from the start till now, but it will have a stronger emphasis on R&B and hip-hop than the first album. I’ll be including a track that has a swing or jazzy feel as well. For the title song, I took many people’s opinions into consideration before making the executive decision, and it’s a song that I received a while back and have been treasuring till now. When the time came to start preparing this album, I suddenly felt the urge to listen to this song. And as soon as I heard it, I made the decision to include it on the spot. I was really happy when I received that song, and I felt even better when I heard it again that day. It’s a song that fits the Summer season well. It will be an album that’s like a hot and exciting Summer party. It’s a little less heavier than the first album, but it’s not an overly bright or light album either. I think the pivotal point of this album will be if I’ve been able to find the perfect middle ground.
- Compared to your first album, which took a very long time to be released, the preparation process of your second album has been relatively fast. Have you had time to personally reenergize yourself?
Luckily, I’m very good at switching between my on and off settings. I’m completely different when I’m working and when I’m taking a break. I had about three months off. While I was taking a break, I wrote music and traveled to the Maldives. With three other guys!
- We’re not very envious of that. (laughter)
But it was great, even though it was just all guys. I spent most of the day in the ocean. The color of it was indescribable. I prefer vacation spots over cities. I like landscapes of oceans, sunsets and palm trees.
- It sounds like Kim Junsu’s second album is one people should take to the beach than the cities.
It’s true, it’s true. The music would go well with a cocktail at the beach.
- Fans in hot countries will probably enjoy it.
Because it’s a song full of passion!
- How do you feel when you see the crowds of fans waiting for you when you touch down in another country’s airport?
It’s amazing. It’s amazing enough that they know who we are, and that feeling grows when I hold concerts. Because they sing along with us in Korean. It’s hard to hear JYJ’s music, unless you listen to it as an audio file, since it’s hard to see us on broadcasted TV shows. But to see that fans exist halfway across the world, in places where it isn’t even easy to travel to, who are able to sing in Korean, it helps me realize yet again that I can’t slow down or get worn out.
- You chose the background music for today’s photoshoot, and what you said when Jin Haerim’s ‘Lover’s Concerto’ came on was interesting.
It’s a song that needs to be listened to in your car on a rainy day, on a day with rain that makes you feel good. Not just any car, but a taxi. The taxi driver sitting in the front seat would be a foreigner (laughter), and when you can see the sun setting between the buildings and the falling rain, that music would be playing in the background. Whenever I hear that song, I think about Europe. I start laying out the scene in front of my eyes. I’m on the eight lane road in front of Paris’ Arc de Triopmhe, and the traffic is jam-packed. One entire side of the road is red because of the rear lamps of the cars sitting back-to-back. I’m looking at the scene from behind. The sky is getting darker, and it makes you feel happy, sad and excited at once.
- That’s very detailed. (laughter) Your method of approaching a song is very interesting. Do you come up with such images when you interpret your own songs?
When I first heard ‘UNCOMMITTED’, I got the feeling of wind blowing. ‘TARANTALLEGRA’ gave me the feeling of fire. It brought up a fantasy landscape in my mind.
- What do you think is the biggest strength of Vocalist Kim Junsu?
If the skills of music can be broken down into pitch, tone, technique, dance and rhythm, I would say that my biggest strength is my sense of rhythm. This may sound like boasting, but even I think I have a pretty good sense of rhythm. (laughter) There’s a slight push and pull in each beat, and I’m confident about naturally taking control of the push and pull without having to consciously focus on it. I enjoy and feel comfortable when I’m performing music that keeps the rhythm alive. While I was rehearsing yesterday, I discovered a new rhythm that I hadn’t assimilated into my body yet. It was ‘a rhythm I’d never seen before’ that made me think that the beat was kind of weird, but also really fun.
- What stands out in Kim Junsu’s music is your sensibility.
From a while ago, I’ve always thought that sensibility was the most important aspect of music. No matter what tone or technique you have, you’ll create a great song if you have the right sensibility.
- In life, as you get older, sensibility dies pretty easily. Artistes always need something to stimulate their sensibility. What do you think is keeping your flame alive and burning?
It’s true. The more you age, the more realist you become, and your sense of imagination and sense of challenge starts to deaden. That’s fatal to any artiste. But ironically, the experiences I’ve accumulated as I’ve gotten older have kept my sensibility alive. When I approach music, I think of my own stories. Singing is like acting. You have to completely immerse yourself into it. If you’re singing music with lyrics that are meant to seduce someone, I believe you have to sing as though you’re really trying to seduce someone.
- What do musicals mean to Kim Junsu?
‘Mozart!’ is extremely meaningful to me because it’s the production that gave me the opportunity to stand on stage again. I was left with so many scars as a human being when I went through such a major life event in 2009 that it wasn’t the stage I was scared of, it was the world. I was so frustrated and sad, but this production taught me that the place I needed to be was the stage. It felt like all of the musical numbers reflected my feelings, and expressing the dark inner workings of Mozart, the genius musician who captivated the world, was a great opportunity for me as an artiste.
- We’d like to learn more about the process of taking such a difficult character like ‘Tod’ from ‘Elisabeth’ and giving him your own young and sexy twist.
After I finished ‘Mozart!’, I found myself engrossed in musicals and I went to watch almost any musical I could get my hands on. That helped me expand my knowledge and thoughts. Musicals only work when all the actors come alive exquisitely and focus their energy and release it outwards. The method I chose was to find an answer through rehearsing diligently. I watched other people preparing to become their characters. I would try to understand all the characters who appeared in the production in order to create my character. It was a very passionate and fun work process. This August, I’ll return to the encore run of ‘Elisabeth’. To be honest, after I received the Best Musical Actor Award, I felt a greater sense of responsibility and looked over many productions. But there weren’t that many productions a musical actor in his 20s can do. So I want to hit my 30s quickly. I told myself that if I was going to take on this role again, I’d have to create a character that surpassed that of my first turn in the musical. And I was confident that I’d be able to do that, so I decided to put myself into the character of ‘Tod’ in ‘Elisabeth’ again, although it will overlap with my solo album activities.
- There must have been both good and bad experiences in the past 10 years. There are some that we know, and some that we don’t. Do you think they have all been meaningful to you?
Although I’m only 28 years old, I want to believe that I’ve gone through all the bad experiences of my life in my early twenties. (laughter) But I don’t think any experience could be meaningless. I think that if I’d only had good experiences, I wouldn’t be prepared for what lay ahead in life. A lot of things have happened, and I’ve learned so much because of this. I still have two years left till I hit my thirties, and my twenties will have been 10 years of learning, whether I liked it or not. I believe they will be ten years that will affect the direction of my life in my thirties, forties, and the rest of my life.
- We think you’ve become much stronger in the past ten years.
But because I’m the youngest in my team, I think the fans still see me as a little baby. (laughter) I think you need a self-centeredness that is flexible. If you follow the words of others, your core will falter, but if you are stuck in the belief that your thoughts and ideas are the only things that are right, then you will never progress. Should I call it wriggling around in a flexible core? Ah, I was so surprised when I heard Jo Yong Pil’s ‘Bounce’ and it made to reevaluate my thoughts. It made me think that I want to be a singer who keeps his own color and creates music that is loved in each generation, no matter how old I get.
- When we see Shinhwa become active in the industry again, it’s interesting and it makes us think they’re such great guys. The three guys of JYJ look like you have a connection in which you can really talk to each other about anything. HAve you ever thought about what JYJ would look like in 10 years?
I once heard this from them. When they’re alone, they feel their age of men in their early and mid-thirties, but when Shinhwa get together, they feel like high schoolers all over again. Because they’ve grown up together. JYJ are like them as well. Completely different from when we’re alone, we become very childish when the three of us get together. (laughter) We become more mischievous, our instinct to make others laugh makes us do weird things, and all three of our voices get louder. 10 years later? I’d like for us to stay the same. When I heard what Spring-Summer-Autumn-Winter said on ‘Radio Star’, I thought that I’d like for JYJ to be like them. When I see the Gospellers, a Japanese a capella group, all of them have gotten married, with a wife and kids, but they still stick together and even their families are close. When I see them, I find myself thinking that I’d like to age just like them.
- In some of the interviews you’ve given before, you said, “Instead of trying to escape from my idol image, I’d prefer to change the perception of idols in Korea.” Do you still believe in this?
Yes. Idols are singers who perform the hottest and trendiest music of that generation, but are also the people who pioneer the music, dance, and planned performance generation. Just because you’re young, doesn’t mean you’re automatically an idol and just because you’re old, doesn’t mean you’re automatically not an idol. Hallyu contents are greatly loved everywhere around the world. That means that our pop music has a great strength in the world. This means that idol groups shouldn’t be consumed as a product; they should have their self-regard protected and allowed to progress. That responsibility lies on me and my fellow singers.
- Your Tokyo Dome concert early this year must have been very meaningful to you. It couldn’t have been easy to get there.
It was our first official Japanese activity in three years and our return to Tokyo Dome. Once, we weren’t able to rent the Tokyo Dome venue, so we ended up performing at an outside concert venue three hours away from Tokyo. On one hand, we were so grateful for the fans who came all the way to see us, and they became a great source of energy and motivation for us. But on the other hand, we felt so bad for making them come so far to see us. We weren’t sure if we’d be able to stand on the stage of Tokyo Dome again, but it all dramatically played out so well. To be honest, I still thought that our concert could be cancelled at any time, even during the actual Tokyo Dome performance. The shock is greater if you don’t prepare yourself like this when things go wrong, so I always have this kind of mindset. But luckily, we were able to stand on stage there. It was indescribable. I even teared up on the last day.
- Are there any fears you have right now?
I don’t have any fears. It’s not really a fear, but there are times when I wonder how much longer I’ll be able to perform my music and be loved like I am now. The love we’ve received from our fans has been so large in the past four to five years since a big change affected us, so I think it’s more important to repay that love we’ve received till now rather than releasing music and expecting popularity from it.”
- If any other musician or idol member had said something like that, we would have just accepted it without a second thought. But it sounds different coming from Kim Junsu and JYJ.
I have many roles to play. I am Kim Junsu, XIA, JYJ’s Junsu, the son of my parents, and a soccer player with a number 12 jersey. I can’t divide myself for every role. All of them are who I am. I hate being fake. No matter what the situation, I try to be as sincere as I can, and I try to do my best, have fun and stay positive. But when I am the musician Kim Junsu, when I am XIA, I’m okay with sacrificing ‘me’, just a little bit, to repay the countless fans who have given me their love. When I’m on stage, I just want to sing with all my heart, without a single thought in my mind.
Source: [Marie Claire Magazine]
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Novel Great Expectations with Charles Dickens Chapter 6
My state of mind regarding the pilfering from which I had been so unexpectedly exonerated, did not impel me to frank disclosure; but I hope it had some dregs of good at the bottom of it.
I do not recall that I felt any tenderness of conscience in reference to Mrs. Joe, when the fear of being found out was liftedoff me. But I loved Joe - perhaps for no better reason in those early days than because the dear fellow let me love him - and, as to him, my inner self was not so easily composed. It was much upon my mind (particularly when I first saw him looking about forhis file) that I ought to tellJoe the whole truth. Yet I did not, and for the reasonthat I mistrusted that if I did, he would think me worse than I was. The fearof losing Joe's confidence, and of thenceforth sitting in the chimney-corner at night staring drearily at my for ever lost companion and friend, tied up my tongue. I morbidly represented to myself that if Joe knew it, I never afterwards could see him at the fireside feeling his fair whisker, without thinking that he was meditating on it. That,if Joe knew it, I never afterwards could see him glance, however casually, at yesterday's meat or pudding when it came on to-day's table, without thinking that he was debating whether I had been in the pantry. That, ifJoe knew it, and at any subsequent period of our joint domestic life remarked that his beer was flat or thick, the conviction that he suspected Tar in it, would bring a rush of blood to my face. In a word, I was too cowardly to do what I knew to be right, as I had been too cowardly to avoid doing what I knew to be wrong. I had had no intercourse with the worldat that time, and I imitated none of its many inhabitants who act in thismanner. Quite an untaught genius, I made the discovery of the line ofaction for myself.
As I was sleepy before we were far away from the prison-ship, Joe took me on his back again and carried me home. He must have had a tiresome journey of it, for Mr. Wopsle, being knocked up,was in such a very bad temper that if the Church had been thrown open, hewould probably have excommunicated the whole expedition, beginning with Joe and myself. In his lay capacity, he persisted in sitting down in the damp to such an insane extent, that when his coat was taken off to be dried at the kitchen fire, the circumstantial evidence onhis trousers would have hanged him if it had been a capital offence.
By that time, I was staggering on the kitchen floor like a little drunkard, through having been newly set upon my feet, and through having been fast asleep, and through waking in the heat and lights and noise of tongues. As I came to myself (with the aid of a heavy thump between theshoulders, and the restorative exclamation "Yah! Was there ever sucha boy as this!" from my sister), I found Joe telling them about the convict's confession, and all the visitors suggesting different ways by which he had got into the pantry.Mr. Pumblechook made out, after carefully surveying the premises, that he had first got upon the roof of the forge, and had then got upon the roof of the house, and hadthen let himself down the kitchen chimney by a rope made of his bedding cut into strips; and as Mr. Pumblechook was very positive and drove his ownchaise-cart - over everybody - it was agreed that it must be so. Mr. Wopsle, indeed, wildly cried out "No!" with the feeble malice of a tired man; but, as he had no theory, and no coat on, he was unanimously set at nought - not to mention his smoking hard behind, as he stood with his back to the kitchen fire to drawthe damp out: which was not calculated to inspire confidence.
This was all I heard that night before my sister clutched me, as a slumberous offence to thecompany's eyesight, and assisted me up to bed with such a strong hand that I seemed to have fiftyboots on, and to be dangling them all against the edges of the stairs. My state of mind, as I have described it, began before I was up in the morning, and lasted long after the subject had died out, and had ceased to be mentioned saving on exceptional occasions.
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Oh my baby,
I won’t let you out of my sight,
It’s not easy to breath without the scent of yours smile,
Can feel the fear of life when you are not by my side,
It may sound crazy awhile,
I swear you i can show you the file,
It’s not fake,
My promises are not for a little sack,
Wanna make you all mine,
Keeping your soul full and fine,
Sure gonna die if you kills me saying bye,
I can’t,
I won’t,
You are my only life…
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June 21 2013 at 04:29am
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Dear President Jacob Zuma...

I'm writing this because I've never been more disappointed with the ANC you lead. I was once your fervent supporter, I attended some of those night vigils during your trials, and, like many, I believed you would be the force for change the youth and the poor desperately need in our country. Like many others, I donated to your cause when I was called on, and allowed my facilities to be used for ANC and Youth League meetings, sometimes for unusual meetings where your political comeback was planned.

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President Jacob Zuma (pictured) has come under fire from businessman Kenny Kunene, who says the ANC is no longer the party of illustrious leaders like Oliver Tambo. File photo: Sizwe Ndingane

You may wonder what qualifies me to make any kind of political comment. As everyone knows, I'm just a socialite and a businessman, but it's also no secret I am a hobbyhorse for politicians to ride whenever they want to criticise "crass materialism" and the decay of morals. It's true, I like to spend, and I'm not an angel, but unlike politicians I'm not spending taxpayers' money. My real point is that, as a socialite and a businessman, I meet many people, including politicians. When they speak to your face, Mr President, they tell you your imperial clothes are very stylish. When they talk to me, and feel they are safe from your army of spies, most of them admit that you, the emperor, have no clothes.

The Gupta issue alone should be the last straw for many South Africans. But the extent of how much the Gupta family controls you, and by implication this country, has not even begun to be understood. It's amazing how terrified most people in the ANC are to speak about this reality, because they truly fear you. Even if you're not in government, tenders are used to inspire fear among people of influence. Thank God my livelihood is not dependent on tenders. I'll save you the trouble of trying to find out if I have any tenders so you can cut me out of them. I don't have any.

You show no loyalty even to those who kept you out of prison. After the Shaiks and Julius Malema, the Guptas must know that you can drop them faster than they could drop your name. In your quest for self-preservation, you have become heartless.

The reason I supported you and your campaign is because you were marketed to us as someone who would unify us and get rid of the politics of fear, but today there's more fear and more division in the ANC than ever before. In public you smile and laugh, but in truth you behave like a monster, a tyrant who will target perceived enemies ruthlessly, and because of that fear few dare to speak openly. We'd have had yet another Cabinet reshuffle if your wings had not been clipped a little in Mangaung.

Of course, I am not so naive as to blame everything regrettable that happens in the ANC on you. But in my home province, the Free State, the premier, Ace Magushule, imitates your behaviour and even seems to be trying to outdo you in being entangled with the Guptas. He learnt it from you. He thinks its okay to blow R40-million (or R140-million, others say) on a website. It's not a great website either, by the way. When even your Kenny Kunenes start thinking a guy is wasting money shamelessly, you should know how bad it is. Of course, we'd all like to know where that money really went.

This is not what the ANC is or should be. We thought it was bad enough with the Shaiks - but who could have predicted your, and therefore our, wholesale nationalisation by the Guptas?

Even your immediate community, your neighbours in Nkandla, have to walk past your ridiculously overpriced palace donated to you by a once-unsuspecting public, knowing how you have your own private clinic they cannot use and their children must play in the dusty streets among the stones, while your compound has an astroturf sports field that cost the taxpayer R3.5-million and costs R100 000 a month to maintain. How is fake grass a part of security upgrades?

Everyone knows the Public Protector's report will find damning evidence of what went on there - but something must be said now already, in case you find a way to shut her up too.

It's no wonder the ANC lost the vote in Nkandla. If the people who know you best, the place you are from and where you occupy tribal land, do not trust you enough to vote for you, why should the rest of us?

This ANC is no longer the ANC of John Langa Dube, Oliver Tambo and other illustrious names. I'm also getting tired of hearing about how the ANC is bigger than any individual.

There are those who are stubbornly loyal to the ANC, as if it's some kind of marriage, who keep the faith that some day the party will return to its roots. But even if they're my friends, I can't enthusiastically join in with the declarations of those who say they will die in coffins wrapped in ANC colours, no matter what, as my former business partner Gayton McKenzie once said to me.

Mr President, I don't want to be one of those who tell you in fear that you have clothes on, when it's obvious you are completely exposed. I know the dogs will be set on me for saying this, but you have been naked for longer than most of us were willing to admit. And you're now stripping the ANC of the last shred of its integrity. The world laughs at us.

I love the ANC, or what it's supposed to be, but I don't love your ANC. For those of us who care, the question now is, as Vladimir Lenin asked: "What is to be done?" - The Star

* Kenny Kunene is a South African businessman.
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Can we talk about my conflicted feelings about going to the Dyke March in NYC for the first time? It's a week from now and I'm honestly terrified of going. In light of how shit shook out last year, particularly the organization's reaction to what transpired, I'm scared to death that I'm going to be all by myself and spend the whole time getting yelled at. Which would be a SHITTY contrast from the Dyke March in SF last year, which was maybe the first time I've ever been like "OMG, QUEER PEOPLE! HOORAY!" I don't feel a need to go just to "be visible" because I'm visible all day, every day, 24/7/365. I'm also not much of a marcher and feel ZERO need to go prove a point to bunch of bigots (dyke-ID'ed or otherwise)

So I guess my primary question is: should I even go? Are there enough dykes in NYC that give a shit about trans women to counter-balance the inevitable bullshit or am I just gonna go get argued with/about.

My secondary question is: can we have, like, a posse? I'd love to be with a bunch of other trans women. I'd also love to have some cis dykes I can trust not to put me into shitty situations.

My third question is: If we can do that, is there a way we can honor Donna with signs or something? Tom say's there's leftover sign making stuff from the Hey Queen protest. Is this even a good idea? I can't emphasize enough how afraid of being surrounded by transphobia I am and the LAST thing I want to do is drag my dead friend's name into something ugly and hateful. In the next week, is there any way for us to get our shit together to proactively make the NYC Dyke March a safer space for trans women or should I just stay home? Keep in mind: I really love my house.
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“When a partner isolates their [sic] spouse from friends, associates, and public places it’s called domestic abuse. When it’s done to an entire gender, it’s called feminism.”
- Dr. Helen Smith
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Anybody, I mean anybody, who ignores or undermines Kenny Kunene's letter to the president must go & have his/her intellectual capabilities re-checked. I may not be his fan, or even dislike him, for that matter... but surely the man shot at the hip this time around. I, therefore, fail to distinguish any1 who's against this brilliant piece of writting with a nincompoop.

By Kamela Mahlakwane
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WHAT IS SALVATION?
An Introduction
Inspired by the Holy Spirit, written by Deirdre.
[June 22, 2013 8:32AM EST]

I was having problems grasping the concept of salvation. So, I asked the Holy Spirit “What is salvation? What does salvation look like? How long does salvation take? Must I be dead or dying in order for salvation to occur? Is salvation the same for every person?” I wanted to know the answers to these questions because for those of you who have been following my writing you know that in March 2013 God the Father, God the Son, the Holy Spirit and many Angels showed up at my door and I invited them in to hear what they had to say and they said it was time for my salvation. Then a series of events occurred and dialogue with the Holy Trinity continued until I was escorted by Angels from my home in Maryland to Jacksonville, Florida on May 28, 2013, to file a petition for annulment on behalf of God. A petition, that God the Father Himself, said was necessary for my salvation. So, I am still here in Jacksonville today, waiting on the Lord to tell me what is next.

So while waiting on “What is next” I began to revisit questions that have been popping in my head since God first revealed Himself to me in March 2013. I really wanted to know what salvation was because God had revealed that a man, who I thought was my former boyfriend, had been and still was my husband in the eyes of God. God explained that my husband had been lured to Jacksonville Florida by Satan to marry the daughter of Satan. God further revealed that this marriage constituted a sin against God and adultery against me. Then God gave me details of a transgression which included a plot that Satan hatched, before time to steal power from God by stealing my daughter’s name and giving it to my husband’s mistress (Satan’s daughter) to name her daughter, the daughter she had by my husband. Now it would have sounded amazing to me except for the fact this woman’s daughter did have the name that I intended to name my daughter, but because I had a rough delivery and lost a lot of blood, when I opened my mouth to give my daughter’s name for birth registration, a name unknown to me came out and I was too weak to change it. So aside from the fact that I know God does not lie, there was earthly evidence of what He said that I personally knew to be true, the woman who claims to be my husband’s wife gave her daughter my daughter’s name. I don’t know this woman and she does not know me and she had no way of knowing what I was going to name my daughter 34 years ago. Only Satan could have given this woman my daughter’s name and made it appear to humans as ‘coincidence.’ But I don’t believe in coincidence, I believe that everything that appears related is related, even though I might not fully understand the relationship.

So the thought that I had a husband that had been lured to Florida as part of a scheme cooked up by Satan, left me with what to me is the next logical question … If I needed to go to Jacksonville Florida to obtain salvation, was I being brought to Jacksonville Florida to die? Based on what I learned in Church, I believed that salvation was a gift that God was going to give to me upon my death for believing in Jesus Christ, that he came to earth as a human, died for my sins and rose again on the 3rd day. So I wanted to know if getting salvation meant it was time for me to die, because I wanted God to know that I was not ready to die, because I did not feel as though I have yet lived, as my life has been nothing but constant work since I reached adulthood, and surely there has to be more to life than just work! Well it has been some months, but the Holy Spirit has finally revealed the answer, and I praise God for the answer because all answers come in His time and I praise Him for making His time now.

The Holy Spirit has shown me at the outset that the answer to “What is salvation?” is quite complex, and must therefore be broken down in increments manageable for the human mind to comprehend.

SO LET US START BY DEBUNKING THE FALSE TEACHINGS ABOUT SALVATION.

First and foremost the bible has salvation defined absolutely right and the so-called bible scholars have salvation interpreted absolutely wrong! The bible is very clear in many places that more than faith is required for salvation.

“You see that a person is justified by works and not by faith alone.” – James 2:24.

James 2:24 is true, a person will not be justified by faith alone, because “… it is impossible for God to lie …” – Hebrews 6:18.
In order to understand the true meaning of James 2:24, it must be read within the proper context, which is James 2:14 –26.

JAMES 2:14-26
Faith Without Works Is Dead
“14 What good is it, my brothers, if someone says he has faith but does not have works? Can that faith save him? 15 If a brother or sister is poorly clothed and lacking in daily food, 16 and one of you says to them, “Go in peace, be warmed and filled,” without giving them the things needed for the body, what good is that? 17 So also faith by itself, if it does not have works, is dead.
18 But someone will say, “You have faith and I have works.” Show me your faith apart from your works, and I will show you my faith by my works. 19 You believe that God is one; you do well. Even the demons believe—and shudder! 20 Do you want to be shown, you foolish person, that faith apart from works is useless? 21 Was not Abraham our father justified by works when he offered up his son Isaac on the altar? 22 You see that faith was active along with his works, and faith was completed by his works; 23 and the Scripture was fulfilled that says, “Abraham believed God, and it was counted to him as righteousness”—and he was called a friend of God. 24 You see that a person is justified by works and not by faith alone. 25 And in the same way was not also Rahab the prostitute justified by works when she received the messengers and sent them out by another way? 26 For as the body apart from the spirit is dead, so also faith apart from works is dead.”

The biblical scholars who argue that salvation is achieved by faith alone are wrong; Scripture refutes them. One of the most well-known scripture to mankind is also one of the most misinterpreted scripture by biblical scholars. If we start by looking at a simple, straight forward explanation, we will see, as in the case above, that lack of proper context is the cause of the misinterpretation and the resulting false teaching that only faith in Jesus is needed for eternal life.

“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.- John 3:16 English Standard Version (ESV)

“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. – John 3:16 King James Version (KJV)

“For God loved so the world [Forsooth God so loved the world], that he gave his one begotten Son, that each man that believeth in him perish not, but have everlasting life. – John 3:16 Wycliffe Bible (WYC)

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life – John 3:16 New International Version(NIV)

First, let us key in on the word ‘should.’ Should indicates an obligation or an expected or desired state, but the word ‘should’ does not mean ‘shall.’ ‘Shall’ means a future action that definitely will take place. But the word shall is not used in John 3:16 rather the word ‘should’ is used. Which means eternal life MAY NOT OCCUR for whoever believes in the Son of God; this implies that some other criteria must be met before one can be certain they are going to have eternal life in heaven.

If you look at various translations of the English Bibles, you will notice that the older translations do not contain a ‘shall’ requirement. But the NIV version does. Why is this important because the difference between the words shall and should, could be the difference between you going to heaven or hell. For example, if all you know is the NIV version, then in your mind all you have to do is believe in the Son of God and heaven is yours. I would hate to see the look on your face when you discover that you failed to do what was necessary to get into heaven and now you are one of those Matthew 7:22 Christians screaming ‘Lord, Lord ‘ and He is going to tell you He does not know you. So as you can see getting the true word of God is so important that your life depends on it. I will admit that I don’t really trust the NIV version because I have found more than one discrepancy in that version, than I am comfortable with. I use the online bibles so that I may compare versions, and sometimes I will use NIV because the words are easier to read, but I only use NIV when the meaning of the words is unchanged. I usually cross reference NIV with the King James Version that I grew up on. So we cannot rely on every translation of the bible to teach us the truth of God’s word; though all scripture that is God breathed is reliable. We just have to determine which of the scripture is God breathed.

The problem of corruption in scripture was actually revealed to me by the Holy Spirit. The Holy Spirit said that corruption has indeed taken place in the transference of God’s word from Angels to humans, a corruption which has taken place in the spiritual realm as well as in the earthly realm. So we need to look to other things in conjunction with the bible to ascertain the truth of God’s word, as distorting the truth of God’s word is just one of many ways Satan tries to hurt God. But to defeat Satan’s schemes, we must put on the Full Armor of God. So putting on the Full Armor of God in this case, means we need to cross reference scripture and call on the Holy Spirit to explain and give meaning to what is presented to us as the word of God, and to reveal to us the truth of God’s word. This is how we thwart false teaching and the spread thereof (but that is another topic).

So let us cross reference scripture and call on the Holy Spirit to make sense of things for us. Let us contrast John 3:16 with James 2:19, which I have already established as true and because the contrast is meaningful:

“You believe that God is one; you do well. Even the demons believe—and shudder!” – James 2:19.

So does this mean that demons too shall have eternal life? If we interpret John 3:16 out of context (i.e. by itself) that is exactly what it means as James 2:19 states not only do demons believe, but they fear God – they “shudder!” That is even more than some Christians, because there are plenty of Christians that are disobedient to God because they don’t fear God.

So what is the difference between a Christian and a demon; some would say a lot, but I would say nothing at all if John 3:16 is interpreted by itself, because John 3:16 in isolation says that at the end of the day whoever believes in God’s only Son should not perish but have eternal life. So something else other than [or in addition to] belief in the Son of God is necessary for eternal life, and necessary to distinguish between a Christian and a demon.

The Holy Spirit has shown me exactly where the answer is. The answer lies in reading the entire book of John Chapter 3. John 3:16 cannot stand alone and carry any meaning of significance as it relates to eternal life. Some book’s verses are self-evident meaning they can be isolated from the book in which they originate and their meaning will not change. However John 3:16 is not self-evident. Once you read and understand all of John 3, then you will understand why James 2:24 is a true statement.

I will provide the whole text of John 3 at the end of this article, but for teaching purposes, let me extract from John 3, all that is necessary for salvation:

1. You must be born again –
a. Jesus answered him, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born again he cannot see the kingdom of God.” – John 3:3

2. Your rebirth cannot just be baptism by water; your rebirth must also come by the Spirit.
a. Jesus answered, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God. – John 3:5

3. You cannot ascend to heaven, unless you descended from Heaven … meaning you must originate from God. I hate to be the bearer of bad news, but clone and test tube babies do not descend from Heaven; they originate from man.
a. “No one has ascended into heaven except he who descended from heaven, the Son of Man. And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so must the Son of Man be lifted up, that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.”- John 3:13-15

4. You must believe in God’s only Son.
a. “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life.” – John 3:16

5. You must understand that Jesus makes it possible for salvation, but the possibility of salvation is not the same as salvation.
a. “For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him. Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only Son of God.” – John 3:17-18 (ESV)
i. It is important to notice what John 3:17-18 does NOT Say. John 3:17-18 does NOT say that God sent His son into the world and as a result everyone who believes in Him IS saved. The exact verbiage used is “might be saved” which means salvation is conditioned on something else other than just belief in the Son. I won’t go through bible translations again, but the important key here is that the Scripture does not say “shall be saved”
ii. Also this scripture distinguishes those who do not believe as being condemned [to eternal death – Hell] already; and this is significant.

6. Your sins (past and present) must be brought to light so that they may be covered by the love of Jesus, “…because love covers over a multitude of sins.” – 1 Peter 4:8 (This is the reason God requires me to make public confession of my sins past and present – He is using me as the example of what must actually be done to achieve salvation, if I did not make public confession as Jesus has commanded me, then I would be disobeying Jesus, and as you shall soon see, (yes I used the word shall) as you shall soon see obeying Jesus is also mandatory (in addition to faith) to receive salvation. So to disobey Jesus, and hide those wicked acts I am most shameful of, that would cause people to think of me differently, those wicked acts, no matter how long ago, if they are not brought to the light, they stay in the dark and a union with darkness is a sentence to eternal death. )
a. “And this is the judgment: the light has come into the world, and people loved the darkness rather than the light because their works were evil. For everyone who does wicked things hates the light and does not come to the light, lest his works should be exposed. But whoever does what is true comes to the light, so that it may be clearly seen that his works have been carried out in God.” – John 3:19-21

7. Rebirth by water occurs through Baptism, but Baptism by water is NOT THE SAME as rebirth by the Spirit identified in John 3:5 (and item #2 above). Baptism by water is distinct.
a. “After this Jesus and his disciples went into the Judean countryside, and he remained there with them and was baptizing. John also was baptizing at Aenon near Salim, because water was plentiful there, and people were coming and being baptized 24 (for John had not yet been put in prison).” – John 3:22-24

8. You cannot receive salvation unless it is given from Heaven, no matter how much you believe.
a. “John answered, “A person cannot receive even one thing unless it is given him from heaven. – John 3:27

9. Jesus Himself must give you the Holy Spirit to fulfill the condition of Baptism by the Spirit specified in John 3:5 (and item #2 above). The Holy Spirit is only given to those who receive His [Jesus’] testimony.
a. “He bears witness to what he has seen and heard, yet no one receives his testimony. Whoever receives his testimony sets his seal to this, that God is true. For he whom God has sent utters the words of God, for he gives the Spirit without measure. The Father loves the Son and has given all things into his hand.” – John 3:32-35

10. Finally, John 3:36 supports everything I said in this article which is this … you need more than faith and you need more than believing to receive eternal life. You must also OBEY the commands of Jesus Christ in order to receive eternal life, otherwise the wrath of God is on you. No one under the wrath of God enters heaven.

a. “Whoever believes in the Son has eternal life; whoever does not obey the Son shall not see life, but the wrath of God remains on him.” – John 3:36

So what we have demonstrated is that Salvation requires more than Faith; that James 2:24 is true, and the 10 conditions outlined above must be met to receive eternal life.

So in conclusion … there is a lot more to salvation than faith and there is a lot more I need to teach you based on what The Holy Spirit has shared with me. Therefore I will be starting a series of talks detailing what is biblically necessary to achieve salvation. These audio and written talks will only be available on our website at www.TheMinistryof2Timothy.org .

Alternatively you may continue to read my online journal which identifies my growth in Christ and how Christ placed me on the path of salvation. However my journal only records my events and experiences from a place of discovery (i.e. real-time). My journal lacks the explanations provided by the Holy Spirit that will be present in our series on Salvation, and my journal lacks commentary and retrospect. But for those interested, my online journal is located at https://www.facebook.com/IntelligentBlackWoman

Lastly, I am including all of John 3 for the convenience of you, the reader.

John 3
English Standard Version (ESV)
You Must Be Born Again

Now there was a man of the Pharisees named Nicodemus, a ruler of the Jews. 2 This man came to Jesus[a] by night and said to him, “Rabbi, we know that you are a teacher come from God, for no one can do these signs that you do unless God is with him.” 3 Jesus answered him, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born again[b] he cannot see the kingdom of God.” 4 Nicodemus said to him, “How can a man be born when he is old? Can he enter a second time into his mother's womb and be born?” 5 Jesus answered, “Truly, truly, I say to you, unless one is born of water and the Spirit, he cannot enter the kingdom of God. 6 That which is born of the flesh is flesh, and that which is born of the Spirit is spirit.[c] 7 Do not marvel that I said to you, ‘You[d] must be born again.’ 8 The wind[e] blows where it wishes, and you hear its sound, but you do not know where it comes from or where it goes. So it is with everyone who is born of the Spirit.”

9 Nicodemus said to him, “How can these things be?” 10 Jesus answered him, “Are you the teacher of Israel and yet you do not understand these things? 11 Truly, truly, I say to you, we speak of what we know, and bear witness to what we have seen, but you[f] do not receive our testimony. 12 If I have told you earthly things and you do not believe, how can you believe if I tell you heavenly things? 13 No one has ascended into heaven except he who descended from heaven, the Son of Man.[g] 14 And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, so must the Son of Man be lifted up, 15 that whoever believes in him may have eternal life.[h]
For God So Loved the World

16 “For God so loved the world,[i] that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. 17 For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him. 18 Whoever believes in him is not condemned, but whoever does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only Son of God. 19 And this is the judgment: the light has come into the world, and people loved the darkness rather than the light because their works were evil. 20 For everyone who does wicked things hates the light and does not come to the light, lest his works should be exposed. 21 But whoever does what is true comes to the light, so that it may be clearly seen that his works have been carried out in God.”
John the Baptist Exalts Christ

22 After this Jesus and his disciples went into the Judean countryside, and he remained there with them and was baptizing. 23 John also was baptizing at Aenon near Salim, because water was plentiful there, and people were coming and being baptized 24 (for John had not yet been put in prison).

25 Now a discussion arose between some of John's disciples and a Jew over purification. 26 And they came to John and said to him, “Rabbi, he who was with you across the Jordan, to whom you bore witness—look, he is baptizing, and all are going to him.” 27 John answered, “A person cannot receive even one thing unless it is given him from heaven. 28 You yourselves bear me witness, that I said, ‘I am not the Christ, but I have been sent before him.’ 29 The one who has the bride is the bridegroom. The friend of the bridegroom, who stands and hears him, rejoices greatly at the bridegroom's voice. Therefore this joy of mine is now complete. 30 He must increase, but I must decrease.”[j]
31 He who comes from above is above all. He who is of the earth belongs to the earth and speaks in an earthly way. He who comes from heaven is above all. 32 He bears witness to what he has seen and heard, yet no one receives his testimony. 33 Whoever receives his testimony sets his seal to this, that God is true. 34 For he whom God has sent utters the words of God, for he gives the Spirit without measure. 35 The Father loves the Son and has given all things into his hand. 36 Whoever believes in the Son has eternal life; whoever does not obey the Son shall not see life, but the wrath of God remains on him.

Footnotes:
a. John 3:2 Greek him
b. John 3:3 Or from above; the Greek is purposely ambiguous and can mean both again and from above; also verse 7
c. John 3:6 The same Greek word means both wind and spirit
d. John 3:7 The Greek for you is plural here
e. John 3:8 The same Greek word means both wind and spirit
f. John 3:11 The Greek for you is plural here; also four times in verse 12
g. John 3:13 Some manuscripts add who is in heaven
h. John 3:15 Some interpreters hold that the quotation ends at verse 15
i. John 3:16 Or For this is how God loved the world
j. John 3:30 Some interpreters hold that the quotation continues through verse 36
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Update from a member - Robert

Nasty Divorce Update - I couldn't find the original post, so I'm adding here.... For those of you who prayed for me to help me get my daughter back from my abusive husband....Thank you so much..... here's the update....

After 4 1/2 years of waiting and after 4 days of court, the case has been continued once again. His lawyer uses a trick in court, she talks the entire time, making sure there's no time left for me to present my side. She did it again during final trial. I didn't get the opportunity to present my case or evidence. She kmows that the longer he has custody of my little one, the better chance he will have to keep her permanently. My 3 other kids testified against him....recalling horrific acts of abuse they received from their father....which helped my case, I believe. His lawyers brought in this counselor who has never even seen me -He's refused to see me even once - and he said all kinds of lies about me. ,

I think I held my own pretty well during trial, but it was very hard to face him when he got on the stand, because he stared at me the whole time. It reminded me of all the times he abused me.... all the old fear came back to the surface. I didn't get to cross examine him completely, I didn't get to question him directly, and I still haven't had the chance to tell my side of the story yet. Now, because his lawyer talked the whole time, we have to wait for another full day opening, which probably isn't going to be available until 2 months! I did file a motion yesterday asking for temporary custody of my daughter in light of the testimony that was presented by my other children.... but the judge denied it.

Please continue your prayers for the safety of my daughter. I will keep you advised as soon as I know anything else.

on the original post, one of you had left me your phone number to call if I just wanted to talk.... unfortunately I forgot to copy that number down. Please send me private message with your number again please.
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ROOTS WE GOT ROSES WE MET
Black WARRIOS , everywhere they play , they did like they are at home , no complex , because they are ALL BLACKS
AT HOME : / Who is really at home ? . Beatles from London, bud where they got their home ? . We have to say like the others : “ They were born at London bud they got their house at Hamburg , where everything started “. Talking about The Beatles history that PAPA AMADOU had dedicated this book , it comes to my mind words coming from one of the member of the Beatles “ Born at London bud grow up in Hamburg “. The first reason that make some of my friends fill crazy when they heard only talking about Hamburg . Even seeing pictures of this wonderful city make people started crying like an Rock and Roller. Yes , Nobody is not prophet at home , that’s right look what happen to this marvelous band !!! . Mohamed said to his disciples “ You have to go till China, only looking for wisdom ″ . May be he have right, look China now !!! with Apple , that make me remember Steve Job ( God bless him and save all his family ). The Beatles , we can only say that there were born in England bud it belong to all the humanity . When one talk about them , it’s look like someone who talk about history that happen inside of his nation . Heroes that are part of his national patrimony . I was talking to one of them , but not with the Beatles band Ah if it ‘s something that will going to happen as an opportunity to talk with one of them It can be only with Paul McCartney, ah I hope so . God bless him and make him stay with us as long as possible , Amen ( Paul .born on 18 June 2013 ) In the name of God . These are prayers coming from the black Pope at Roma ( You know him ? ) . PAPA AMADOU NDAO AUTHOR on amazon.com
Seriously , I was talking about a beautiful girl that were preparing another trip . At the time really she came back home from one trip . She asked me whether I used to travel ? . So my answer was ….. Ah , before I answered her , it came to my mind the rest of the members of the Beatles band that have done a very long trip , they look like to be lost . They did not come back home anymore , at Hamburg “!!!, why not at London ? . Me , as a little artist , Ravenna and Roma used to be my home . The Black Pope took profit with the fact that the Excellence Pope Benedetto XVI had dismissed to upraise his head . So many people appreciate Ravenna and Roma bud me , no .. because so many things happened to me as black man . I am even not a black man , because guys only see my shadow an d hey got it like me. We are all black and we all come from mother Africa .
I did not fill myself inside of the city of Ravenna and Roma , vibrations is never be my style . But the fact I am agree with these said that : Very difficult to choose where you have to born , your opinion can not be heard by your mamma . We , that got Africa as origin , I got so many cousins that were born at Geneva , Paris and Antwerp . Me , I was born in Africa , and so many years I used to be around , from Ravenna to Roma . Been agree about people that said that there are really beautiful cities .- I fill happy the way they are proud of their city , and they make me see so many wonderful things that I am really in accord with them that it’s really fantastic . One of my cousin that were born at Geneva and grow up there , the last time I saw him he said to me :″ I don’t like Geneva , in fact I never like it , so when I finished the university I will move on to establish myself at New York ″. Bud he is still at Geneva , I never ask him the reason why he did not moved on , even I am still moving from Ravenna to Roma . Friends kept on telling me : ″ Move on , we don’t like you here !!! ″ . Ah it’s not easy sometime to take the decision . I am really proud to my adopted city. It’s known in all around the world like the worldwide capital of the mosaic . People come from every part of the world to learn how to do this art and to look the wonderful operas that were done so many centuries past . As tourists and as students too , one of the biggest artist whose name is Maestro Muti lived at Ravenna . So many others artists that got an international reputation were born here , in Romagna . As a citizen, I wrote this opera for my adopted city. And dedicated to all people I met and that share with me happy times . I will come back f, only for my friends that treated me right .
Talking about that lady ( bud neither Ravenna nor Roma ) . How can I explain to her that so many times only with dreaming that I used to be in different places in the world . I said that : Maybe if I become an great artist like my heroes I will do like them . Some touring around the world . I start playing guitar , pains I got to do the accord that never agree with my hands , Billy , one friend of mind laughed the way I played and said to me : “ Don’t worry , one day you will do like Carlos Santana . I was not able to talk about my history to that girl as a narrator , so I did like to be at the place of John Lennon and start singing :
These wonderful and great people that were part of the band and now are not here bud not like my brothers that I am separated because of destiny . prying to see them later . I said :
MY LLITTLE BROTHER / I looked at him .Immediately he burst out tears . I started before him to frequent school .I leave him at home all the time .He have to wait some years to start it . Going like I do .He always wanted to come with me !.He really understood nothing . School were really closer to home .Ok , been at the entrance door of the classroom , And now then stand back , you have to go back to home, I said to him .Mama is waiting only for you : No I have to enter in, he answered . He don’t really understand nothing . So sad, he look at me like he wanted to say .Please !!! I want to be with you and the others . He paralyzed me the way he did , only to be inside the school .I jumped up as surprising him , so he started crying .I leave him alone , like this I did for many years .Tears come to my eyes at the time I wrote it . Because he is so far from me now .
Trip we were still talking about . Thinking about these that are still travelling and they did not even have a destination , the only thing they want as a dream is to have a normal life like anybody . Jobs , house , car and so , to build a new and beautiful life .
THIS TRIP / Monday morning , so earlier .I begin my week as a hard worker. Turning back Saturday afternoon .As a week end , to be in couple .All day long I was on my way . Never take even a pause .Only because I wanted to be on time .Sufferance for a deliberation .As an evening , Saturday night wet of champagne . Candles like lights .Me and You , on the table . The only thing I was seeing on the road .I never stopped . Only not to lose this wonderful Saturday night .
We pray for these that went on trip bud never come back with us . Michael Jackson , Donna Summer , Amy Wine house , Whitney Houston … and others , sorry if I forget one that you got deep in your heart .

It was at November , she got the flight , Miss and her band had to do an scale at Roma , at Fiumicino airport at twelve past ten . they arrived at Mauritius at six past forty five . at the morning . She went with his national company . She did not know why she chose it bud the most important thing was to go , no matter how expensive is . Maybe it was because of the influence of her friends that said to her that they have to do it right now , if not they may change decision . Bud she is not agree about the last words said . Close her eyes and let’s go as said as done .
Bud how long was the trip ! . Depend on who is talking ! , because for these that used to travel , it’s really nothing . Many hours she passed on the sky, fortunately she look like alone . The fact that she were up . That’s mean no population as a city even where she lived , its small compared to the others cities like Roma that have more than four million persons . Oh no , like the nation of Sweden . Ah yes , Roma is full of persons . How gourmand was this trip, it take all that she got in his hand as a small bank with banknotes. She got as amount . Bud nice like what one traveler is looking for to be satisfied . Turkish Laguna with corallines boundaries . Tropical vegetation with erotic fruits , flowers full of perfumes Many volcanic mountains , no bloody fear , they will not have any effects .
They were covered by luxurious plants . So many Hindu temples , looking between them like women on the glasses , when they prepare wonderful parties as an occasion to show their faces , their styles . Oh how beautiful and sexy they were . Bud the temple is holy places for pries , even there, women show their charms even prying .. So many villages , old fishers doing their job , a rich folklore with diverse cultures , so many ethnical group living together in harmony .
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The Los Gatos Cultbuster.
The dark crusade of Phillip J. Kronzer

By Justin Nyberg

ON HIS 60TH BIRTHDAY, Phillip James Kronzer returned from a brief golf vacation to his Los Gatos mansion and the shock of his life. The closets were empty. A typewritten letter was sitting on the faux-marble bar.

Ardath, his wife of 39 years, had left him.

Over the next several months, desperate to understand the reasons for his wife's departure, Kronzer convinced himself she had not left of her own volition.

"I decided something stinks, and I was going to get to the bottom of it," Kronzer said.

So far, getting to the bottom if it has cost Kronzer, a retired manufacturing executive who made a fortune in real estate, $2.5 million, the affection of his children and countless hours of litigation. He was suspected, and later cleared, of sending fake anthrax letters to police in Los Gatos and Campbell. He has stood trial for slander, been rough-handled by thugs and received death threats veiled and explicit.

It is the price Kronzer has paid in his private crusade against what he considers a cult—a tight-knit religious group that capitalized on the lonely and spiritually gullible, cashing in on the devotion of their followers to a questionable moment in Catholic history. And he does it all in the name of a lost love.

"My main thrust was to prove that my wife is under total mind control and has been for 10 years," Kronzer said. "Had I known what I was walking into, I would have been afraid to take it on."

The root of Kronzer's angst lies in the once-sleepy hamlet of Medjugorje (pronounced med-ju-GOR-ee-yah), in what is now Bosnia-Herzegovina. It was on a hillside just outside of town that, on June 24, 1981, six Catholic schoolchildren claimed to see the radiant silhouette of a woman holding an infant in her arms. The next day, the spirit identified itself as the Virgin Mary and began providing messages they were to relay to the world.

Skeptics believe the children invented the story as a joke, but that the Franciscan friars whom they told, sensing a windfall for their impoverished parish, promoted it.

Truth or myth, a windfall there was.

Curious tourists began flocking to Medjugorje. The isolated farming village, home to about 500 before the apparitions, with no paved roads, electricity, running water, telephones, hotels or restaurants, changed radically. More than 15,000 hotel rooms were built over the next two decades. Herds of livestock shepherded over dirt streets gave way to tour buses rumbling along modern roads lined with cafes and souvenir shops.

Travel agencies now offer a wide-range of group packages to Medjugorje, catering to the lucrative "religious tourism" market. One weeklong trip, priced between $1,286 and $1,886, provides a night in the home of Jakov Colo, 33, one of the boys who witnessed the Madonna that day in 1981, and meals cooked by Colo's family. Another tour, for about $1,750, is hosted by 39-year-old Ivan Dragicevic, one of the three visionaries who claims to meet with the Virgin Mary on a daily basis.

Since 1987, the local bishop in the area has condemned the Medjugorje apparitions as a hoax. The Vatican, which has endorsed similar apparitions in Lourdes, France, and Fatima, Portugal, has neither endorsed nor condemned them. "I tend to be skeptical because of my critical training in biblical studies," says religious scholar Rev. Charles Miller, who traveled to Medjugorje this summer. "I still have an open mind on it, but I lean toward the positive. I'm not ready to come out and say its absolutely genuine."

Others are already convinced. Medjugorje has taken its place among Fatima, Lourdes, and Guadalupe, Mexico, as one of the world's most famous meccas for Mary watchers. Between 15 and 20 million pilgrims have visited "the miracle city" in the 23 years since the apparitions.

Two of those pilgrims were Phillip Kronzer and his then-wife, Ardath Talley.

The Kronzers, devout Catholics, were mesmerized by the fantastical news coming out of Medjugorje. Together, they went there in 1987, meeting some of the visionaries themselves, and came back to the states inspired to teach others about the miracles they saw.

But Phillip Kronzer began to grow suspicious of the Medjugorje miracles and sensed that groups were getting rich hyping them. His wife, on the other hand, was convinced the visions were real, and they began to drift apart.

In the years after the breakup of their marriage, Kronzer's grief fermented into rage, and he began to discredit anyone promoting the Medjugorje apparitions or those who claimed to see them.

Kronzer has used his substantial personal assets, estimated at $12 million, to finance his own foundation, a documentary, magazine ads, a website—www.kronzer.org—and a conservative talk-radio program in Denver lashing out at the Medjugorje movement. Mostly, though, he just sues.

Latin for Love

Over the course of the last 10 years, Kronzer has sued a Kansas-based nonprofit called the Medjugorje MIR Center, the Indiana group Children of Medjugorje, which produces films and books on the subject, two other nonprofits and a Medjugorje ministry in rural Alabama. He has also financed a lawsuit by five former members of the Alabama group and sued the law firm representing it and at least four of his own associates, claiming they turned on him in his quest to discredit the Medjugorje phenomenon. He is also fighting several countersuits.

The barrage of litigation and related paperwork lies in stacks throughout his ranch home, on a quiet, tree-lined street in Los Gatos just off Highway 17. In his living room, a foot-tall wooden statue of the Virgin Mary stands in a lighted case, overlooking a coffee table piled with legal documents, and family photographs from happier times.

At 70, Kronzer is thick-set and active, an avid golfer before his knee began giving him trouble recently, and he bears a striking resemblance to Donald Sutherland. His face, still handsome under his slightly receding white hair, hardens with an unnerving intensity as the topic turns to his work.

"This is pretty much all I do, seven days a week, 24 hours a day," Kronzer says. "It's war. I'm in a war."

No group has so been the target of that war than a curious Alabama religious community known as Caritas.

On Shelby County Road 43, about 20 miles south of Birmingham, in Sterrett, Ala. (pop. 3,091), lies a secluded commune on a woodsy, 168-acre farm in the countryside. About 50 people, all Catholics, live there year round, having dedicated their lives to promoting the holy messages that continue to come through the Medjugorje visionaries.

There is a stone tabernacle, housing an office and a printing press, a gift shop, a cluster of trailers where adherents live and an open field where a statue of the Virgin Mary rests on some rocks. Set back in the woods is a large, two-story house where the community's charismatic founder, a former landscaper named Terry Colafrancesco, lives with his family.

In 1987, a year after visiting Medjugorje and befriending some of the visionaries, Colafrancesco came back to the United States and founded a nonprofit, spending an estimated $800,000 to promote their messages to the world. He called it Caritas, the Latin word for love.

The next year, one of the star Medjugorje visionaries, Marija Pavlovic Lunetti, visited Colafrancesco at his home in Sterrett and had several visions of the Madonna in Colafrancesco's bedroom and one in the 90-acre cow field across the road.

When word got out, Shelby County Road 43 was clogged with people flocking to see Lunetti. A hundred or more packed into Colafrancesco's house and bedroom while Lunetti channeled visions, and thousands more would pray in the field near the home.

As with the village of Medjugorje years before, the events put Caritas, and Colafrancesco, on the map.

Since then, Colafrancesco has built Caritas into one of the largest Medjugorje organizations in the world. Each year, it collects $1.5-to-$2 million in cash donations, leads a half-dozen trips to Medjugorje for about 150 pilgrims and publishes about half-a-million newsletters, according to IRS records. The community owns $3.8 million in assets and has published a collection of the Medjugorje messages that reportedly grossed more than $1 million. Callers can call Caritas' 24-hour hotline to "hear Our Lady's monthly message" in English by pressing 300, in Croatian by pressing 302, or even Hungarian—303.

In the late 1980s and early 1990s, Kronzer himself gave Colafrancesco roughly $2,000 when he believed in what the group was doing. Now he is hell-bent on destroying it.

"The man needs to be stopped," Kronzer said. "All this guy is doing is building himself a huge enterprise and when it all falls apart he will be a multimillionaire."

Trojan Horse

In 2001, Kronzer filed suit against several Medjugorje groups, including Caritas, which he accused of using "mind control" and "deceptions" to swindle donations out of believers. The suit was dismissed by a Sacramento judge, who ruled the groups had First Amendment protection to preach whatever they wanted.

Later that year, Kronzer financed a suit in Alabama by five former Caritas members and their parents, who claimed Colafrancesco lured them into the community with promises of spiritual fellowship, then manipulated them and swindled them out of their money. They claimed he controls his followers with classic brainwashing tactics—prohibiting TV or newspapers and contact with the outside world, breaking down their mental defenses with grueling days of labor and worship, saturating their minds with propaganda and controlling their behavior to the point that he becomes a kind of god.

Some members complained they were forced to deposit checks from the Caritas nonprofit accounts and write personal checks to Colafrancesco for the same amount, and that Colafrancesco kept the deed for $500,000 worth of Caritas land in his own name, according to the Birmingham Post-Herald.

At the time, Colafrancesco rejected the lawsuit as "just bitterness," according to the Associated Press. It was one of the few times he has talked to the media. After several negative stories in the press, including an 11,000-word exposé in the Birmingham Post-Herald, Colafrancesco has declined most interviews. His attorneys would not comment because of ongoing litigation.

"The only thing I feel is appropriate is not to perpetuate the myths he is espousing," said Dean Burnick, an attorney for Caritas. "Phillip Kronzer lives in his own world."

The war between Kronzer and Colafrancesco escalated sharply in 2002. Caritas published a 136-page fundraising booklet describing the harassment the community had endured since its inception—vulgar phone calls, obscene faxes, a deluge of lawsuits, vandalism, news stories and threats—likening its travails to those of the early Christian Church.

Part of the booklet describes an attempt to blow up Colafrancesco's house. After mass one Saturday night, as the story goes, Colafrancesco and his family were greeted by an overwhelming odor of natural gas. Colafrancesco told his family not to turn on any lights. In the kitchen, he claimed to find the pilot light extinguished, and, chillingly, the knobs of the gas stove left fully opened.

Colafrancesco never explicitly said Kronzer was responsible for the attack on his life, mentioning his name only as part of a "network" of enemies that might have been responsible.

Nevertheless, that was all Kronzer and his legal team needed. In September 2002, they sued Caritas for defamation of character and stalking Kronzer in a Redwood City courthouse. Worried that the court summons would never get through Caritas' defenses, Kronzer's attorneys sent along a Trojan horse of legumes.

"I sent them some lentils from Safeway ... two packages of lentils, about a dollar's worth of food, and I included the service papers," said Kronzer's attorney, Tom Easton. "If they had any idea what it was, they would have refused service."

False Apparitions

Kronzer is not a man for understatement or subtleties. He does not mince words or apologize for what he considers the truth. Occasionally, his conviction sometimes gets the better of his discretion, and it comes back to haunt him.

Between Dec. 23, 2002, and Jan. 2, 2003, Kronzer sent three letters to associates that made their way back to Caritas' lawyers. The letters were filled with wild claims: that Colafrancesco was being financed by the Italian Mafia, that Caritas was "a massive smuggling and money laundering scheme," that its work in Medjugorje was a "front for weapons dealings ...and other forms of contraband, possibly including illicit drugs." He even hinted the group might be involved in a 2001 plane crash that killed Michael O'Neill, a former Caritas resident and retired FBI agent, who had grown critical of the community, comparing it to the Branch Davidians of Waco, Texas, infamy.

Caritas turned the tables on Kronzer and countersued for libel.

After two years of amended complaints, motions, countermotions, appeals and cross-appeals filling a foot-thick court file, the litigation is still in its preliminary stages—the actual trial has not even started yet.

"We're talking a horrendous lawsuit if it goes forward," Easton said.

Ironically, after all the hassle, with legal fees mounting well into the six-figure-range, both complaints are asking for compensatory damages of less than $25,000.

"It's the principle. This guy should be put out of business before he ruins any more families. Plain and simple," Kronzer says. "Unless you have been a victim of these people, you can't understand it."

Kronzer is convinced the reason his wife left him was that she fell under the spell of people promoting Medjugorje, and that anyone associated with the movement is a fraud.

For evidence, he points to the case of Theresa Antonia Lopez.

"Lopez was the place where I started, then we came into a web that was unbelievable," Kronzer said.

Lopez is a former Wendy's manager in Denver, Colo., who said she saw the Virgin Mary during a visit to Medjugorje in 1991 and became an overnight celebrity when she returned to the United States.

Believers flocked to the Mother Cabrini Shrine west of Denver where she claimed to continue to receive messages. At one event, about two dozen people burned their eyes while attempting to see an image of the Madonna in the setting sun.

Lopez toured the country winning over believers at churches and conventions. Kronzer went to one of her conferences at the South San Francisco convention center in 1993. She talked for an hour, with no script, and he found her utterly believable.

On Feb. 22, 1994, after a two-year investigation, a commission led by the Archbishop of Denver, J. Francis Stafford, concluded that Lopez and her visions were a hoax and directed Catholics to avoid promoting or participating in them.

By that time, Lopez had disappeared from public view.

According to Kronzer's telling of the story, a few weeks before the archbishop's denouncement, Lopez was the featured guest at a Medjugorje retreat near Golden, Colo., attended by Kronzer's ex-wife Ardath and a Foster City widow named Marcia Smith in November 1993. Kronzer was not invited.

"When my wife got back from that retreat, I didn't know her," he said. "And from that day on all she would do is stare at me and pick fights."

Seven months later, she left him.

Kronzer believes Smith convinced his wife to leave him so she could donate her eventual divorce settlement, which amounted to several million dollars in cash and assets when finalized in 1996, to Medjugorje groups. A lawsuit officially accusing Smith of luring Ardath Kronzer into divorce was thrown out of court on technical grounds.

"They were controlling her mind, with false apparitions, with one intent, and that was to steal her money," Kronzer claims.

Neither Ardath Talley nor Marcia Smith, both of whom live in Foster City, wanted to confirm or contest Kronzer's interpretation of events.

"This is a very old story that I am not interested in commenting on," Talley said.

Restraining Orders

The headquarters of Kronzer's campaign is the paper-strewn study in his Los Gatos home. A sign on the door to his study reminds him to "Keep the faith." In a framed cartoon, a frog with his head stuck deep in a gull's beak is pinching closed the bird's throat. The caption says: "Don't ever give up."

Nailed to a door in his study is a small poster of the Medjugorje church, hanging upside down. "To remind me to destroy it," Kronzer said.

Along his long and winding warpath, Kronzer has made more than a few enemies. In May of last year, in perhaps the most bizarre and frightening twist in his saga, one of them struck back hard.

On May 5, 2003, at the Campbell Police Department, white powder spilled out of a letter addressed to a police officer, along with a death threat. Another one arrived at the Los Gatos-Monte Sereno Police Department. A third arrived at a home in San Jose.

The letters, containing a slew of threats against Kronzer's enemies, appeared to come from Kronzer himself.

Kronzer was fingerprinted, interrogated by the FBI, subjected to a polygraph test, asked to submit DNA evidence and eventually released. He claims he is no longer a suspect. The case has never been solved.

Kronzer is convinced the letters were sent as the result of a sprawling conspiracy to steal his money and defame him. In perhaps his most colorful lawsuit suit yet, he accused a network of former employees, an estranged son-in-law, a software company president and his enemies around the United States and Europe of colluding with Caritas thugs to harass him, culminating in the anthrax hoax.

"When you are dealing with the occult, you never know what's going to happen," Kronzer said. The suit is still pending, though the cases against several defendants, including Caritas, were dismissed.

However much evidence Kronzer has to support his claims, and however convinced he is of his own righteousness, there is an undeniable dark side to his work.

To no one is it more apparent than to Ardath Talley, Kronzer's ex-wife.

"It is an effort to intimidate and retaliate against me because Medjugorje is something that he know [SIC] I hold dear," Talley wrote in a 1998 public statement in response to his many accusations.

Since Talley left Kronzer in 1994, she complained he harassed her to the point she had to go into hiding, afraid he would try to abduct her, according to her statement.

Kronzer said he was never planning an abduction, but rather an "intervention," planned in February 1995 with his children to convince her to leave on her own will and enter therapeutic "deprogramming" at a rented cabin in Truckee.

Another plan, concocted about June 1995, was to get her to a restaurant and "if need be, get her sedated somehow to get her to go along with it," then convince her into going to a "safe-house" and into therapy, Kronzer said. Word leaked out and the plot was abandoned.

Talley filed a 30-year restraining order against him in 2001. Their three children no longer speak to him.

"I loved my wife when I met her, and I'll love her to the day I die," Kronzer says. "I don't want to hurt her, I never did, and I am certainly not trying to punish my family. I will not stop until I get the truth, bottom line."

Kronzer has also gone after Marcia Smith, the woman who had supposedly "brainwashed" his wife into leaving him in order to get a piece of the divorce settlement. "I wanted her to let my wife go," Kronzer said. "I will not rest until I prove who this woman is."

Kronzer financed an 80-minute video, a mosaic of conspiracy theories, much of which is dedicated to discrediting not the Medjugorje movement, but Smith herself. At one point, the videos intersperse images of Smith singing jarringly off-key at a Medjugorje conference with violent footage of injured Bosnians being taken to the hospital after a run-in with Croatian police in 1997.

"A careful scrutinizing of his allegations on their face should lead the unbiased investigator to a full understanding and appreciation of the absurdity of his claims," wrote Joseph Russoniello, an attorney for Smith and Talley, in an email.

After a decade of rancor and heartache, and a vast mission to seek out and destroy religious frauds around the world, it is unclear how effective Kronzer has been in his quest. He has sponsored several former Caritas members to undergo treatment at the Wellspring Retreat & Resource Center in Albany, Ohio, the nation's only clinic specializing in the treatment of people influenced by abusive religious groups. He has also won one lawsuit, by default, but only against a former research associate he worked with, not a "cult."

Most of the groups he has targeted, including Caritas, are still eagerly promoting the Medjugorje apparitions. Each year, thousands of tourists continue to flock to the village in Bosnia-Herzegovina, hoping to get closer to God.

"We're having some limited success," Kronzer admits. "Not as much as we'd like. He has certainly given several groups a difficult time, and perhaps scared others underground for fear of falling into his cross hairs."

"I think these people are hiding out and laying low," says Easton, his attorney. "I think maybe he's done a lot of good."

However much, or little, Kronzer has accomplished so far, he's not slowing down anytime soon. With plenty of money, plenty of time on his hands and plenty of leads yet to chase, Kronzer has pledged to keep up his fight until the day he dies, hoping that someday, by the grace of God, his wife will return to his side.

"In the eyes of the Catholic church, she's still my wife," he said.

In the meantime, he continues to honor his marriage vows while he persists in his mission, a stark two-foot crucifix hanging on the wall over his king-sized bed, his to return to each night, alone.
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What really irritates me about this whole situation is that all I am hearing is "Race, Profiling, hoodie" crap. The more I hear the calls the more I tend to lean toward GZ.

I have always said all I want to hear is the girlfriends testimony. She was on the phone while this all took place!

Thoughts?
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I HAVE TO SHARE JOHN KELSEY'S SPECTACULAR RESPONSE TO A T-PARTIERS COMPLAINT ABOUT LIBERALS I.E. DEMOCRATS - VERY IMPORTANT READ -

Democrats do not blame the rich for poverty. They note that since the early '80s income for the middle class has risen slower than molasas in february and income for the wealthy class has gone up geometrically. The average CEO in 1980 made roughly 40 times what the average worker made. Now its closer to 400 times. Something isn't fair when that happens. It there was any class warfare going on it was waged by the proponents of Reagonomics. The game has been rigged in their favor and to the detriment of middle class working people and poor citizens. Trickle down is exactly that. a trickle, not a steady stream. Most of the money stopped with the banks and CEOs.

The issue is not that people became wealthy, but they forgot the American system that allowed them to rise. Their tax rates are fare more reasonable than people making 40K a year. They ran successful business with American workers, educated in America schools. Their good were delivered on American roads, rail and ships. They were protected by police and fire departments paid for with America tax payer money. Asking them to sacrifice a little more of their income (a lousy 5%) is nothing when you're making a million a year.

Democrats dont need to recruit poor voters. The GOP has shunned them. The policies pushed by the Right work for rich Americans. They resent programs like SNAP saying its there to keep poor people lazy and on the dole. Look up the SNAP spending. It's less than .6% of GDP. Compare that with the tax breaks given to Exxon Mobile a corporation that has had record profits every quarter for the last three years. If we can send those "people" money, feeding poor children should be an issue.

But after the crash in 2008, we were hemhoraging jobs at a clip of 750K a year. They went to Asia and India and they aren't coming back. They're not just service jobs like phone support for your appliance or phone, they're hi tech gigs and management gigs that are filled with highly qualified people. They'll work for far less than any American will.

And it was the rampant deregulation by the GOP in that decade that allowed banks to run roughshod over home owners and people with 401Ks. The only thought was to beef up the advantage for the people who already had the wealth so they could just take more of it.

I watched as the crazy Tea Party rose on the strength of fear and bigotry, calling the president a terrorist, Muslin, racist, communist, nazi (which is quite a feat since communism and naziism are completely opposite ideologies!), Kenyan, Arab, satan worshipper, black panther, monkey, etc... every name but the one they really wanted to use. The Tea Party leaders like Michelle Bachmann and her goofy husband complained about government handouts when they ran that goofy "pray away the gay" clinic and got federal aid for it. The other Tea Party leaders ran on and won in 2010 on jobs. Since that time they've produced 0 jobs bills, but they've sure waged one hell of a war on women's reproductive rights. My daughter is disgusted with the whole thing watching them piss and moan about "big government" and then jam their religious and ideology down the throats of American women. Women don't want government in their vaginas. I get the idea of fiscal responsiblity, but when they ignore working Americans in favor of attack on Planned Parenthood it's just plain unreasonable.

As far as spreading vile hatred is concerned, the GOP has waged a constant series of underhanded attacks on the Left since jesus was an alter boy. That was Karl Rove's specialty. He even leveled his mean spirited attacks on John McCain in 2000, saying he had an illigitimate black daughter. MCCain has a mixed race adopted child, but it didn't take much to get votes in Virginia and North Carolina riled up about it during the GOP primaries back then.

Oh, and border crossings are down to near zero now, thanks to our border patrol and the fact that all the jobs have dried up.

We're also talking about a demographic of Americans who now make up the largest minority on the country. Hispanic American citizens passed African Americans five years ago. Its the fastest growing demographic. They're catholic, family oriented people. If they continue to grow at the same rate they will be the largest ethnic group in the country by 2035. They aren't going anywhere.

And getting back to the GOP being so vilified", when their policies are intended to drag the country backward with attacks on gay people's rights and lifestyles, workers, unions, women's reproductive rights, contraception, voter's rights they bring the criticism and resentment on themselves.

I see Christian groups try to impose goofy stuff like creationism in public schools, trying to put it on equal footing with science and math. They get to just make up any "fact" they want to support their religious beliefs. It has no place in public schools. If they want to teach it in bible school or private institutions, that's their business, but they should be surprised when people scoff at their stance, especially when they try to implement it as something as legitimate as years of empirical study and education. We don't need to have this country dumbed down by that nonsense. The Flintstones is NOT a documentary about natural history.

And then there's the Christian stance on homosexuality. They treat it as if it's the end of the world. The notion that gay marriage threatens heterosexual marriage is the silliest position of all. As if to gay people couldn't love one another as much as two straight people. They forget that no one can diminish you or your life choices without your permission. Why can't the GOP just leave those people alone?
They try to call themselves the patriotic party, but they clearly don't like or respect many, many American citizens. Their obstuctionist congress has been a millstone around the necks of American citizens. The clearly hate Barack Obama more than they love their country. When they let the full faith and credit of this country get diminished rather hand meet the guy half way, it became clear that they just don't give a shit. Its why it's approval rating is at an all time low of 10%. The GOP is a party in disarray and they're bad for this country. It's about time they allowed the reasonable, rational Republicans to have the floor again because the Tea Party is a blight.
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Kamduni Rape Case : Mamata Banerjee's goons silence an entire village

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KAMDUNI (BARASAT): "Shut up", West Bengal chief minister Mamata Banerjee had shouted at Kamduni women on Monday. Her party toughs ensured they did. When TOI visited the village on Tuesday, the roar of a hundred women the previous day had been replaced by a deadening stillness.

Branded "CPM supporters" and browbeaten by the CM, the women shut up and shut themselves indoors. On Monday, they had rushed to their Didi simply to seek safety in an area where sexual brutality is the order of the day. Mamata's outburst shocked them.

Trinamool Congress' scare tactics silenced them.

Party toughs targeted Tumpa Koyal, who had gone eyeball to eyeball with Mamata on Monday, demanding that the Kamduni women be heard. Tumpa was a friend of the rape-murder victim and had studied with her till Class X. She had left her lunch on Monday and run after the CM, pleading to be heard. Mamata turned around and called her a CPM supporter.

On Tuesday, a rough-talking lungi-clad man, who identified himself as gram sabhapati Goutam Naskar, arrived at Tumpa's doorstep along with seven-eight musclemen and threatened her parents, demanding that she apologize publicly for "insulting our beloved chief minister".

"Mind it, this is for your own good," he cautioned.

Luckily, her husband had whisked her away in the dead of night. Naskar then demanded her mobile number. Her parents said they didn't have it. "You want me to believe that you don't have your daughter's contact number?" he thundered, warning everyone around that "party leaders" had started collecting "bio-data on all Kamduni women".

Tumpa's parents pleaded with folded hands to spare her, but Naskar shooed them away, saying Tumpa had to "stand in the middle of the village courtyard and confess she had committed a grave mistake".

"Do you know how easy it is to get hold of someone's mobile number," Naskar warned her parents as he walked off.

The village courtyard, which was bustling for the past few days, looked deserted. The lanes were all but empty. The local school couldn't even muster 30% attendance as the frightened villagers kept their kids indoors. Some women sitting at a tubewell scurried off when TOI tried to talk to them. One of them covered her face with her hands and said: "Don't ask us anything. We haven't seen anything, said anything or know anything. We don't even exist." The stink of fear was stifling.

It took an hour or so of knocking on doors before they opened up. "We ran after Didi just to tell our problems. We thought she would understand the village women's fear. Instead, she treated us like dogs," said Shankari Mondal. "She (Mamata Banerjee) has ruthlessly shattered our confidence. The message is clear to the culprits, they'll reclaim their territory in a few days. The whole village fears the worst."

Their fear is understandable, said Debu Mondal, a villager. "The women had lost all hope on the police and local leaders. Yesterday, they lost their last, very deep-rooted hope when Didi cursed them. Where will they go now?"

"We are scared. The whole village is tagged as 'CPM'. Tell me, do you see a single CPM flag anywhere? This time, only one Left Front candidate could file his nomination in the 12 seats. Trinamool has a clean sweep here. We apprehend her anger will give rise to an evil force. We were only trying to bring some peace and stability in this unfortunate village," said Poritosh Mondal, a farmer.

Another woman said: "We didn't go for a movement. Didi was our last refuge. We just wanted to hold her hand but she let us down. We feel helpless. Who do we turn to?" Kamduni primary school headmaster Pradip Mukherjee understood the villagers' plight.

"When the villagers referred to her as 'Didi', how can they be in the opposition? The call 'Didi' itself is so affectionate and cordial. There must have been some miscommunication," he said.

Tumpa's father Probhas, a daily wage worker in a fishery, and her mother Molina were scared even to disclose their identity. "Look at our ramshackle hut. Do you think we work for CPM? My worry is whether I can feed my family the next meal," said Probhas.

On the way back, we saw a young woman hurrying across the culvert on Bidyadhari canal, looking back now and then. It was just getting dark under a cloudy sky. A group of women armed with a lantern and torch emerged from a bylane and rebuked her for daring to move out alone "so late". It was only 5.15pm. One of the women said: "Be careful. The times have changed."
Source : TOI
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