luni, 3 noiembrie 2014

Communism and why Romania is going to hell



 On the 16th of December 1989 some brave citizens of Timisoara started a protest against the communist system. Protests were forbidden by law. In fact, if Bucharest didn't rise up against the system as well, Timisoara would have literally been erased from the ground. Back then, while Romania was under communist domination, Ceausescu (the dictator) infiltrated some kind of a secret police system. It was called ‘Securitate’. Translated, it means Security but I am sure it is not the right term. Frankly, I don’t know the English term for ‘Securitate’ so I will address to it as ‘secret police system’. The communist ideology itself is not necessarily a bad one. It demands equality between citizens. However, what makes it evil is the fact that under communist domination you were literally not allowed to leave the country, talk about the dictator in a mean way and so on. Under communist domination there was no such thing as a private company. Moreover, you were not allowed to have (for example) 2 bicycles per person, 2 apartments per person and so on. As my philosophy teacher said, communists came up with some rights to make up for the fact that they totally neglected the fundamental human rights. For instance, there was not a single person to leave on the street. Everyone received an apartment. However, if you had 2 apartments one of them was taken by the state. You were literally not allowed to have 2 apartments.

 Under communist domination everyone had a place to work. There was no such thing to say as ‘I want to work but I can’t find a job’. However, you were not allowed to refuse to work nor to have 2 jobs. Having 2 jobs means having more money which is contradictory to the ideology. Everyone must be equal. One must not have more that another one.

 Now, going back to the secret police system. Everybody knew about its existence but nobody knew who was part of it. The system worked like this: X doesn’t agree with communism because it is immoral and it neglects the human rights. X has very strong arguments regarding this matter. X must keep his arguments for himself otherwise he will go to jail. X tells Y by mistake. Y is part of this secret police system and he gets X in jail. X dies MISTERIOUSLY in jail after a few days. OR Y knows somebody who might get X to jail and Y gets a reward. Moral of the story: you cannot trust anybody. This mentality, ideology haunts us still. In fact, I was raised not to trust people. I was raised with the idea that there is no such thing as friends, no such thing as good people. Unfortunately and involuntarily these ideas, this mentality haunts me as well. I am not a person to trust people and I am not a person to have faith in humanity.

 My boyfriend told me a really interesting and true fact today. He was told this by his teacher. Communist is exactly like Christianity. The problem is that while Christianity is ‘ruled’ by God, communism is ruled by a dictator. Now, don’t get me wrong, I do not approve with communist but its ideology is not all that bad. The problem with it is that it encourages people who are not aiming for higher intellect. It doesn’t encourage intellectual people, curious people. It burns them. Literally.

 As I said at the beginning, brave citizens of Timisoara practically started the 1989 Revolution. It is known to be the most violent revolution from Eastern Europe. The only revolution where citizens executed the dictator and its family. (There are, obviously, some conspiracy theories that claim that Ceausescu and his family actually escaped but you know what it’s like with all the conspiracy theories. They eventually drive you mad.)

 Some of you may know, on the 16th of November we will be choosing the new president of Romania. Every citizen who is over 18 years old has the right to vote. We already voted once, on the 2nd of November but there were 14 candidates and it was impossible for any of them to have 50% + 1 votes. The first 2 candidates (greatest in the number of votes) will be the ones from which we will have to choose on the 16th. The first one, with a percentage of 40 or 41% is Victor Ponta, PSD (Social Democratic Party) and the second one with a percentage of 30 or 31%, Klaus Iohannis, PDL (Democratic Liberal Party).

 In my opinion, PSD is an insult towards the heroes of the 1989 revolution. Wake up, Romanians! Those people bled for this country to be a democratic country and you and you are literally shitting on them. PSD has communist ideology and I see no God in Victor Ponta. Not to mention that PSD literally bought people’s votes. They literally went to long forgotten villages and gave food and money to old people. Honestly, is this the kind of party you want your country to be ruled by?

 It is a known fact that Romania has been through an economical crisis just like many other nations. The former president, Traian Basescu, was supported by PDL. I am not saying that he was a good person nor that he did great things for Romania but he (or his party) came with solutions for the economical crisis. By the time these solutions solved the problems Victor Ponta claimed that the problems were solved by his solutions. I don’t know if this makes sense to you, I’m still figuring out all the information. It is, however a good thing that at least some people think. They ask questions.

 I am not saying that PDL is a saint party. I believe that every president will eventually steal as much as he can. However, Klaus Iohannins was (or he still is) the mayor of Sibiu. Sibiu is one of the must-see destinations in Romania. It is one of the most visited city not only by Romanians but also by foreign tourists. If you ask a Romanian for a top 3 cities he wants to visit, Sibiu is most probably one of them. From my point of view, Iohannis encourages culture while Ponta encourages stupid, mediocre people.

 Now, finally, I can disappoint you. No matter who wins the elections, the country is going to hell. If Ponta wins, well, we are going to hell obviously. If Iohannis will, however, win, we are still going to hell because the Parliament will be mostly under PSD dominance and even if Iohannis tries to do something good for this country he will be stopped by the members of the Parliament.

 Don’t get me wrong, I don’t advise you against voting. Being able to vote is one of the aspects of democracy. It is one of the things people fought for in December 1989.

 Funny how after fighting so hard for a non-communist country we still vote for communist ideology-based parties.

 My advice? Go abroad. Go away and never come back. Take your family and never come back. There is nothing left for you in this country and if you haven’t lost hope yet you will by the end of this year.


 Eventually, Romania will be populated by politicians and their mediocre followers. I’m dying to see how that’s gonna` work out for them.

marți, 2 septembrie 2014

Books, books, books

So there's this new trend on Facebook, you have to make a list of 10 of your favorite books. I decided to sort of take it to another level and write a blog post on this subject. I don't really do these trends but making a list of my favorite books is way better than harlem shake and other viral things.

1. Ten little Indians by Agatha Christie. Now, I love anything by Agatha, I can literally read any of her books in 2 days. I've read this book in Romanian, so I'm not sure about the title, that's what I found on Google. From what I read, the original title was 'ten little niggers' or something like that but the title had to be changed because of some racist issues. (Romanian title: Zece negri mititei)

2. The winner stands alone by Paulo Coelho. If you know me, you know I love Paulo Coelho's books. I read about 6-7 of his books and I love each one of them. (Romanian title: Invingatorul este intotdeauna singur)

3. Sum: Forty tales from the aftelives by David Eagleman. The writer creates 40 stories of how he imagines afterlife looks like. Where we go when we die, who we meet and so on. (Romanian title: Sum: 40 de povesti de dincolo)

4. The most beautiful book in the world: 8 novellas by Eric-Emmanuel Schmitt. 8 short stories in one book. Damn, these are the best short stories I've ever read. You always expect the story to have a certain ending and it never happens. Irony. That's the word to describe every short story from this book. (Romanian title: Cea mai frumoasa carte din lume si alte povestiri).

5. The diary of Anne Frank. I haven't finished this book, unfortunately. However, from what I read it is amazing. For those who haven't heard about it, it is about a Jewish girl and her family during the Holocaust. She kept a diary when she was hiding. You probably read about the Holocaust, but you only know what history tells us. This is a book about what it really felt like having to stay hidden, not being able to go outside. It's a book which shows you exactly how things changed from one day to another. She was just a happy girl celebrating her birthday when suddenly she found out that she couldn't ride her bicycle anymore, she couldn't go to a normal school, just to a special school for Jews. But wait, there's more. (Romanian title: Jurnalul Annei Frank)

6. Lord of the flies by William Golding. A story about how power destroys innocence, even when it comes to children. From what I read, the writer couldn't find innocence in nothing, not even in children. He got the Nobel Prize, although I'm not sure if he got it for this book. (Romanian Title: Imparatul mustelor)

7. Sunt o baba comunista by Dan Lungu. This is a Romanian book describing what life was like for an old communist woman after the 'communist-era'. I don't think there's an English version of thing book but it really is a good one.

8. The Timekeeper by Mitch Albom. A book about time. About the man who invented time, actually. This is definitely a must-read for everyone. (Romanian title: Masura timpului)

9. The witch of Portobello by Paulo Coelho. Paulo Coelho, again. I actually planned to put only one of his book in this top but I couldn't help myself. I also loved 11 minutes, The Zahir, The Alchemist and Aleph by Paulo Coelho. (Romanian title: Vrajitoarea din Portobello)

10. The Great Gatsby by F.Scott Fitzgerald. This book really doesn't need an introduction. (Romanian title: Marele Gatsby)

Ok, so these are a few of my favorite books. I couldn't say which one is my favorite because I'm not sure I decided yet. It's just that there are too many great books for me to say that one of them is my favorite, does that make any sense to you?

Anyway, I hope I inspired you to read at least one of them and tell me whether you'd like me to write book reviews. Also, I dare you all to leave a comment or just write a Facebook post with some of your favorite books. You don't have to write 10 books, a few will do :)



miercuri, 20 august 2014

Midnight thoughts

What could possibly be more elegant than being educated?
A girl who reads is a dangerous creature, they say..

And what is education really, if not books?

Someone once advised me to read as much as I can because that’s the only thing that can possibly give me advantage in life. Anyone can learn to do different things, it’s really what you know, what you read, the way you think, that distinguishes you from the rest of the world.

It’s literally midnight and I’m reading a book about timekeeping. I should get a life.

Actually no, I’m good.

Do you remember my old post about timekeeping? I had a picture with a quote challenging you to imagine a life without timekeeping.. Well, finally the book was translated to Romanian and I found it at the library. I totally recommend it, it’s a book that everyone should read. The Timekeeper by Mitch Albom and for my Romanians, Masura timpului de Mitch Albom :)

Don’t even ask me what’s with this post, haha. 


luni, 11 august 2014

Greece: where culture meets modernism (part 2)

 So the tale continues.. The 4th day of our trip was really the first free day, as we didn't have any trip planned. We just enjoyed the sun, went to the beach and all that stuff. For the night, we planned to go to this club but we had a last minute change of plans and we went to this amusement park. It was kinda' old-school, but we didn't have high expectations as one of the guides told us so. He was a really cool guy and we became friends a day before, at the Greek night as most of the night we were out because of the loud music. But hey, now we know: next time visiting Greece: no Greek night party!
 Now, the amusement park. Although it was old-school and pretty rusty aaand although I was sooo looking forward to this night, when we got there I obviously panicked. When I saw all those crazy carousels I literally said to myself  "I'm too old for this shit!", haha. Well, eventually Cristi convinced me to go on the big wheel but that's it. That and the little cars. Those I love ^^

 

 

No kidding, my face describes my mood.
 After we left the amusement park we took a walk back to the villa through this harbor. It wasn't fancy or anything but they say you must visit it at least once if you're there :)



 Finally, the awesome 5th day. Damn this was a cool one. We went to Mount Olympus, the last optional trip. Apparently, Mount Olympus was recently declared National Park or something like that and you couldn't even take a leaf. That place is so amazing, I swear! The feeling itself, to know that you're on a mountain that's said to have sheltered the great Gods of Olympus. So much mythology. We were lucky to have a great guide, she told us many stories about the Gods and there's one particular I remember very well. 
 So, there was this Goddess, Demeter. She was the Goddess of agriculture, harvest, fertility and she had a daughter, Persephone, who was abducted by Hades, the God of the underworld. Hades abducted Persephone in order to make her his wife and rule the underworld together. From what I understood, Persephone fell in love with Hades and wouldn't leave the underworld when her mother asked her to. Angry, Demeter refused to let plants grow, people didn't have food and so on. Afterwards, Zeus decided to go take Persephone back to her mother and they came to an agreement. Persephone would spend 6 months with her mother and 6 months in the underworld. And this is way we can harvest vegetables on spring and summer and can't on autumn and winter. Well, it's a legend :) Isn't it beautiful?
  The main attraction on the mountain was "Zeus' bath tub". A natural waterfall/river thing which is supposed to be the place where Zeus used to spend his time with the nymphs while he was angry with his wife, Hera. 
 


 

This is the so called "Zeus' bath tub".. Can you see how clean the water is? No offence Zeus, but I think it's time you take a shower..



 




 





 Down the mountain there was this beautiful city, Litochoro. Now that's a beautiful city! Everything is so picturesque and.. Greek! I wish we had more time to spend there but we were in a little hurry because we had to visit a monastery and a little villa. It wasn't a random villa, you could see the entire city of Litochoro from there + the Olympic Beach, as it was situated on the mountain. Yes, we went there only for the view, don't judge!! Haha, this reminds me.. Cristi bought himself a coffee there. Big mistake! I don't drink coffee so I don't really know what it should taste like but he said that it tasted like water + some coffee flavor, haha. Anyway, we did buy some muffins and those were delicious!

 





The monastery made me do it! haha.. So, women had to wear these ugly sort-of-skirts, unless they had long skirts.. Well, not necessarily long, but they had to be under the knee.. 




Money from all over the world :)

 




 We got back to the villa at around 1-2 p.m. Shortest trip! Later when we went to the beach we actually took a look at the mountain (Olympus). It was only an hour car ride away. You could barely see the difference between the mountain and the sky. There was a thin line that would point out the mountain's limit. Now I understand why the Gods chose to stay on a mountain. The sky is the limit, you know. I bet that if you climb the mountain and you reach the top, you can touch the sky, dance with the clouds.

 Now, as I said, we went to the beach later that day. That was the only time I took photos on the beach, unfortunately.
















 2 days left. Well, 3, but the last one doesn't really count. On Monday we went out clubbing. Cristi and I aren't really approaching this lifestyle, I guess we are more into relaxed places and just quietness, if that makes any sense. However, a night out in a club won't do any harm to anyone. Of course, we went to the beach first and only by 10 p.m we left the villa to go to the club. We decided to go to Gold, the fanciest, the most expensive and cool club in the city. Luckily, women had free entrance, but Cristi had to pay 8 euros. Unlike in Romania, in Greece if you pay entrance in a club you can order a drink, any drink, for free. And you also get some salty things to eat. 
 Now, the club was full of girls, as girls had free entrance every Monday. That's why I don't like clubs, they're full of bitches and men looking for bitches, really. I don't mean to be mean, but that's the truth. Especially this kind of clubs.
 I have to say that I had fun, it was really cool but at around 2.30 a.m it got so crowded that I couldn't bare it anymore and we left.
Our future car!





 


 

 

 This is a hell of a long post so I'll keep short from now. On Tuesday the main thing we did was a fish massage. Man, that's the future, haha. Other that that, we walked, went to the beach and just enjoyed the day.

 

 


 We could barely believe we were going home. I was still wishing for some breaking news that we can't leave Greece for another 3 days and the company pays for everything, haha. But we did leave sadly on Wednesday at around 5 p.m. Until then we went for a walk, bought souvenirs and just enjoyed our last hours in Paralia. Ever since we left Greece it started to rain and it didn't stop until we arrived home. I got sick again on the bus and I almost had a panic attack (it happens to me often). As I couldn't really sleep on the bus I got to see that when we were in Serbia the bus was literally swimming on the road. The whole place was under water, it was awful. Cristi was sleeping and as I said I almost had a panic attack.




 



All in all, the trip was a blessing. And the best thing about it was that I got to spend it with Cristi. I will write one more post about Greece, but that's going to be something.. well, different. Stay tuned to see what's it all about :)