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Bed Time Story (continued from 07/02/2011)

Wednesday, March 16th, 2011

Night 4

When Faruno got re-born, the Government of the Planet Go-to-Bed gave him the captaincy of a very fine space ship. He was one of the oldest captains ever to be given a brand new rocket at the age of two days.

His plan was to go to Planet Earth to get some cows. The new rocket was running on petrol so Captain Faruno had to go to Earth first to get some petrol, because his planet had no petrol at all.

But how could he? He had no petrol to go! How can he go to Earth without any petrol? Maybe he can ask another ship to bring him petrol first. But how? Do you think he can send am email or a text message to another rocket? No! Why not? I think a message may take a couple of days because he may be so far away. We need to find something faster than a message or even than light. A ‘comic’? No, I mean a comet? Comets are not fast enough, they are even slower than light. Is there anything faster than light?

Dad, we are going to make this into a real book. Can we send this story to the printer and make a real book?

Can you think of the Moon and of the Sun? If I close my eyes, I can. It takes a couple of seconds to think of the Sun. It takes ten fingers worth one second each to think of the planet Go-to-Bed. Faruno needs about… it’s a bit tricky but if he’s smarter than us.., Faruno can think of petrol from our planet in about five seconds. No, I’m smarter, I can think about that in about one second!  His space ship can travel only with the power of all the people on his planet, if they all think together the same thing.

Captain Faruno Albalgandon Vextraliensis got all the beings on his planet to think together and this is what happened: They all thought so hard, old people thought of walking sticks, creatures with many legs thought of even more walking sticks, young people thought of their wishes and suddenly…

Dad, if you had one wish, what would you wish for? I don’t have only an answer. I do, I wished only once in my entire life, I would wish to have wishes all my entire life. Would you wish the same?

…and suddenly from the sky it started to snow slowly and gently with walking sticks but also with cows and elephants and even with wishing wells. And petrol! (But petrol is dirty.) Everybody was so happy, they were all over the moon. Their planet has no moon, though. Only Faruno was not happy at all. He didn’t need to travel in his brand new space ship any more. They all had all they wanted and he was not needed.

I’ve fallen from bed on purpose. Every time we have to do a story, do we only do it until the page is finished?

Faruno decided that being a captain is not a good idea and he wanted now to become a wizard instead.

Is the page finished now? Yes, it is. Instead of doing a story I actually wanted to play some games.

(to be continued)

Today’s Changes in the Arab World – The Start of World War III

Monday, February 21st, 2011

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Morocco, Algeria, Libya, Tunisia, Egypt, Djibouti, Yemen, Bahrain, Iran – have we missed many?

Please read our mockoposts since 31 January 2011 and check our predictions out, as they slowly but surely come true, leading towards the Third World War and the New World Order.

Egypt – Game Over or New World Order?

Saturday, February 12th, 2011

As expected by many (and predicted by Mockoblog two weeks ago), Hosni Mubarak abdicated. Protesters are celebrating what they consider to be a victory over a regime which for too many of them coincides to all they can remember – a lifetime.

Scenes of jubilation in Cairo, Alexandria and other major Egyptian cities and throughout the Arab World have the unrestrained joy and the party-like atmosphere resembling a football victory. But who exactly won exactly what? The protesters definitely believe they won the battle against Mubarak, yet they have no idea what’s going to happen next or, indeed, if they won or the regime chose to dispose of the 82 year old president like a trapped lizard which breaks its own tail in order to survive.

The situation in Egypt is still very volatile and nothing really has improved in terms of filling in the political  gap. There seems to be no clear direction, no solid leadership in the street opposition, no positive unity (after the negative message of ‘down with the regime’), no credible alternative to the military power.

The matrix of the Egyptian society after decades of iron fist government is polarized. Most Western commentators fear the dichotomy between Islam and Coptic Christianity, yet the main divide will be between the poor masses and the collaborators of the Mubarak regime. And this is a very intricate social pattern, scaled down to the very single family. There is no corruption without corrupt people and no torture without victims. It is likely that the class that used to have the power will struggle to hold onto it while the pro-democratic protesters will have to protest again. As long as the military holds the power, there will be some balance in the status quo but this is unlikely to last. As the opposition will get better organized, so will the  Mubarak’s ‘old boys’ – it will be just much easier for them, as they still hold the connections, the resources and the knowledge.

After a series of slight mistakes and embarrassing miscalculations, the White House finally got it right when Mr. Obama said that this was ‘not the end of Egypt’s transition’ but ‘the beginning.’ The beginning of what? This is neither a walk in the park for Egypt’s impoverished majority,  nor the cup of tea for other authoritarian Arab regimes, nor much good news for Israel and its allies. A single spark could ignite the Middle East and the situation in Egypt, be it just economic, not even social, political and religious, is a bonfire.  Civil War is still in the cards and it may even be of a kind yet unknown to humanity, a pan-national Arab civil war which, if not managed in the region, could easily turn into World War III, perhaps the precursor of the New World Order.

Bed Time Story (Continued from 10/05/2010)

Monday, February 7th, 2011

Night 3

What are we writing about? Are we writing the wishing thing? Please don’t write down everything I say. OK.

On planet Go-to-Bed people don’t throw coins into the wishing well, they throw cows, but of course there are no cows on that planet, so they have to wait for space ships from Earth to bring a cow or two every now and then. This is why Faruno Abalgandon Vextraliensis wanted to become a captain, so he could travel to other planets and get more cows. He was hoping that more and more people on planet Go-to-Bed will be able to make wishes, although it didn’t really matter for Faruno if those wishes came true. He didn’t even care whether he was going to bring back home cows or elephants. Of course it is much harder to throw an elephant into a wishing well that was made mostly for cows. However, elephants like water so they could live happily on planet Go-to-Bed, if not piled up too many on the same well.

Prior to becoming a captain, Faruno had to go to university, then school and, finally, to kindergarten. Only the best students ever went to maternity, to be born again. The best captains were chosen among those because when you get re-born, you may not look like other people on your planet, but you may even look like a human, with only two legs, a single nose and maybe a funny hat.

Now mum wants us to go to bed so we may not become space ship captains tonight.