21st Century Manifesto: Progress and Morality on a collision course Progress in the field of technology is to be a catapult for human development, not a substitute of morality. Individual identity and cultural diversity can’t be abandoned for the sake of technological advancement. It is a striking irony that in the age of information the … Continue reading The 21st Century Manifesto
The Real Revolution. Finally, in 2017, news channels are worried about abuses of the surveillance programs implemented in the dark. Partisan worry turned into opium. It is still positive. Now a majority of the people are worried and understand what they're in; but they still call Snowden a traitor. They still advocate for the death … Continue reading The Real Revolution: Assange dancing with the CIA; Snowden having some drinks with the NSA.
Because Trump CAN’T be president. Very shortly after the results came in on November 8, someone made the call. Someone in the shadows of the system with interests in media, intelligence and politics outlined the strategy: “Russia, Fake President”. We will abstain from pointing direct fingers but it doesn’t take a degree in politics or … Continue reading World War 3: WHY?
What a time to be alive! The problem is the truth’s distortion. The only thing that has been proven with tangible evidence is that Hillary Clinton broke the law. Sorry, it is the truth. But the bipartisan system of democracy can’t allow one of its forces to be destroyed so it creates its nemesis, … Continue reading James Comey: What a time to be alive!
This is the cost of the silence, that you wake up every morning, you look through the window and inhale the freshly-polluted air with sleepy eyes... Then you cross the street, buy a coffee, give a look of deep indifference to the helpless man on the floor and bite your donut. And the scent of it all is that of Freedom; but like any other cheap perfume, it wears out.
Disguised Islamophobia in the figures that preach unity.
I step into the building like a shy kid, stumble around in the darkness for the mailbox and open 55; the key waiting inside...