Happiness

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Occupy Denmark

Flere billeder
Occupy Århus 

George Carlin - Muerte y vida después de la muerte

Funerals

Courthouse

Underwear

20N - A ninguno de los anteriores

Curiosa teoría económica que se ha anunciado en Estados Unidos.

El tipo se llama Marc Faber. Es analista de inversiones y economista

En junio de 2008, cuando el Gobierno Bush estudiaba lanzar un proyecto de ayuda a la economía americana . Marc Faber escribía en su boletín mensual un comentario con mucho humor: "El Gobierno Federal está estudiando conceder a cada uno de nosotros una suma de 600,00 $. Si gastamos ese dinero en Walt-Mart, ese dinero va para a China. Si gastamos el dinero en gasolina, va para los árabes. Si compramos un ordenador, el dinero va para la India. Si compramos frutas, irá para México, Honduras o Guatemala. Si compramos un buen coche, el dinero irá para Alemania o Japón. Si compramos tonterías, se va para Taiwan, y ningún centavo de ese dinero ayudará a la economía americana. El único medio de mantener ese dinero en USA es gastándolo con putas o cervezas, considerando que son los únicos bienes todavía producidos aquí. Yo, estoy haciendo mi parte..."

Respuesta de un economista ESPAÑOL igualmente de buen humor:

"Estimado Marc: Realmente la situación de los norteamericanos es cada vez peor. Y lamento informarle que la Budweiser fue recientemente comprada por la brasileira AmBev. Por lo tanto, le quedan solamente las putas. Ahora, si ellas (las putas), decidieran mandar su dinero a sus hijos, el mismo vendría directamente hacia el CONGRESO DE LOS DIPUTADOS DE MADRID, donde existe la mayor concentración de hijos de puta del mundo".

Finansprotester rammer nu København

Finansprotester

Hey taxi

Jugar

Real Democracy now Denmark

International demo for Ægte Demokrati NU! 

Tid	sábado, 15 de octubre · 15:00 - 23:30
Sted	Rådhuspladsen (København) og Flakhaven (Odense)
Creado por	Real Democracy Now Denmark
Más información	http://www.15october.net/ http://www.facebook.com/15octobernet

Derfor inviterer vi dig til at deltage i denne protest og sprede budskabet om, at vi sammen har mulighed for at ændre denne utålelige situation. Lad os gå på gaden den 15. oktober. Det er tid for dem at lytte til os. Forenede vil vi gøre vores stemmer hørt!

15-O OWS World Revolution Global Mass Protests International Action Agenda

Entitlement?

Detenido un joven en Barcelona por romper la nariz a un mosso tras no pagar el billete de tren. Enlace

• El joven le rompió los huesos de la nariz de un cabezazo a un agente.
• Tras no pagar el billete de Renfe en la estación La Sagrera-Meridiana.

En el proceso de identificación, Jorge Genaro L.F., de nacionalidad ecuatoriana...

pizza pronto

Jugar

15 October - United for Global Change

It's time for us to unite

It's time for them to listen

People of the world, rise up!

"El cine español está prostituído"

Tinieblas González: "El cine español está prostituído". Rueda de prensa completa.

you can't afford to go to a doctor?

 
 

So you can't afford to go to a doctor? 
Go to an airport---You'll get a free x-ray and breast exam AND if you mention Al Queda, you'll get a free colonoscopy!

Snoring

 Two old ladies sitting in church:

One leans over and whispers to the other "my butt is going to sleep". 

The other replies "I know I have heard it snore 3 times"

What?

When a woman says "What?" to a man, she didn't mishear him, she is giving him a chance to change his mind!

A sad story

I was walking around in a supermarket when i saw a cashier hand this little boy his money back, the boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.'' The little boy turned to the old woman next to him, ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?'' She replied, ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly. The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand.

Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.' I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this, 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.'' 

My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me and said, 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.' Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said, 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.' 

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local newspaper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy? 

 Two days after this encounter with the little boy I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest. I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine, and in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.