I just found this official (I think) video of All I Need, by Radiohead... but I'm not sure if it's just some kind of commercial by MTV. Anyway the subject of the video is sweatshops, specifically sneaker factories. But by MTV, huh!?!?
I think it's the byproducts of globalism that we should be against of. Not just sneakers, or cheap clothes. They are only a symptom, and I don't even believe that we can individually chance the world by not buying Nike. But don't get me wrong. I just think we have to do something BIGGER.
"Fittest survives" ideologists will never join the fight against the massive exploitation program ran by the USA and it' allies (my and probably your country too), and the dumbest 30% or 40% cannot even comprehend the scale of the crime against nations. Not even if you smash their faces in it. So they will buy Nike. And I bet that those two make about 66% of the western population.
But we'll wait, oh yeah, we will wait.
And when I was reading the news the other day, I spotted this article by some economic genius I don't remember. He said that it's not a crisis that is coming. It's a catastrophe. Sooner or later, probably sooner. Maybe also the dumbest will then see. Because there is no other way to look.
Good video though. I just think this other one made by someone from a nature film is better.
Wednesday, 29 October 2008
Wednesday, 22 October 2008
Zeitgeist: Addendum Video
Now this is a very hot topic this year: MONEY. And how it works.
I saw the first Zeitgeist movie some time ago, but I think this one's much better. I like the first and the second part (about the monetary system, and how it's forced to all the nations) the most. The third part about the project to "make it all better" was interesting, but I still need more facts.
I saw the first Zeitgeist movie some time ago, but I think this one's much better. I like the first and the second part (about the monetary system, and how it's forced to all the nations) the most. The third part about the project to "make it all better" was interesting, but I still need more facts.
Elegant Universe Video
Quantum Physics, String Theory, M-Theory. Physics or philosophy? Sounds like fun? You should see this documentary. It is FUN! And very educating! Follow the link:
Elegant Universe @ Nova
Nikola Tesla Videos
The Missing Secrets (part 1):
part 2, part 3, part 4
One of the greatest minds, with the greatest accomplishments. Nikola Tesla was never in it for the money, and is said to even destroyed his contract worth of billions (in order to save some industrialists [or was it bankers] from bankruptcy). He gave us electricity in the form that we use it today, wireless transmission, x-rays etc...
Some more of Tesla:
part 2, part 3, part 4
One of the greatest minds, with the greatest accomplishments. Nikola Tesla was never in it for the money, and is said to even destroyed his contract worth of billions (in order to save some industrialists [or was it bankers] from bankruptcy). He gave us electricity in the form that we use it today, wireless transmission, x-rays etc...
Some more of Tesla:
Blogs about our gigs in Russia
St. Petersburg concert, autumn 2008
Oh boy, that was fun.
First thing i have to say (I know Teemu also has alot of things to share :) ) is that i was really profoundly touched by your club Achtung Baby.. I had super fun time there. The music was great and the people who wanted and could chat with (because I can't speak russian and most of the russian people didn't speak english) were really nice and warm.
The gig went good, the drinks were (almost too) good. Blins (local food - I'm not sure if that is the way it's written) were fkinda good too. Though I think they must have been kinda un-healthy :) . The most exciting part of the trip was however, getting lost on Nevsky Prospect, the big street where I spent much of my time. I wasn't that lost though. I just couldn't find the right door to my hotel, which our hostess kindly got for me. I think I must have had too much drinks at Achtung Baby... oops.
So I wondered around, met some street children at some stairway, and woke up a sleeping police (militia) at another. He said something to me in russian and went back to sleep. I said "I'm sorry, I'm lost", and he said "ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz". Then I got to the first door I was at, and tried it again, with more force from my astonishingly athletic arms, and somehow got it open. Then with some help from the reception guy (to whom I spoke to with sign language) I found the right door, and was ready to go sleep.
But first I put the television on and watched how Putin had saved the camera crew from a tiger (he's my hero). Then I had to kill some mosquitos buzzing on my face. When I woke up in the morning, Putin had apparently killed some more tigers (no wonder they're kinda rare), because he was on the telly again measuring it's teeth. I wish our president Tarja Halonen would do something similar, or at least kill a reindeer or something.
I wish to go back soon!
Jarno-Erik
But as a last statement, the trip was fun and the homecoming was an adventure. We will definitely go back to Russia some day.
-tmu
Oh boy, that was fun.
First thing i have to say (I know Teemu also has alot of things to share :) ) is that i was really profoundly touched by your club Achtung Baby.. I had super fun time there. The music was great and the people who wanted and could chat with (because I can't speak russian and most of the russian people didn't speak english) were really nice and warm.
The gig went good, the drinks were (almost too) good. Blins (local food - I'm not sure if that is the way it's written) were fkinda good too. Though I think they must have been kinda un-healthy :) . The most exciting part of the trip was however, getting lost on Nevsky Prospect, the big street where I spent much of my time. I wasn't that lost though. I just couldn't find the right door to my hotel, which our hostess kindly got for me. I think I must have had too much drinks at Achtung Baby... oops.
So I wondered around, met some street children at some stairway, and woke up a sleeping police (militia) at another. He said something to me in russian and went back to sleep. I said "I'm sorry, I'm lost", and he said "ZZZzzzzzzzzzzzzzz". Then I got to the first door I was at, and tried it again, with more force from my astonishingly athletic arms, and somehow got it open. Then with some help from the reception guy (to whom I spoke to with sign language) I found the right door, and was ready to go sleep.
But first I put the television on and watched how Putin had saved the camera crew from a tiger (he's my hero). Then I had to kill some mosquitos buzzing on my face. When I woke up in the morning, Putin had apparently killed some more tigers (no wonder they're kinda rare), because he was on the telly again measuring it's teeth. I wish our president Tarja Halonen would do something similar, or at least kill a reindeer or something.
I wish to go back soon!
Jarno-Erik
St. Petersburg concert, spring 2008
A couple of weeks ago we travelled for a quick performance at Roks Club in St. Petersburg, Russia. The trip was fun and we met many interesting human beings back there, and especially because of the people we want to go to Russia again as soon as possible.
The homecoming didn't go so well though. We left St.Peterburg in a minibus (avtobus) which was filled with ten Russian passengers and us two with only one girl and one babushka who could communicate with us properly, as they spoke Finnish. It was dark already, the clock was 22:00 local time and the fog was starting to form.
When we got out of the city area and dived into darkness the car was filled with steam emerging from the twelve travellers. The driver didn't want to open the windows for some reason and just wiped the steam off when it became impossible to see through. At this moment the fog outside was also as thick as driving through a cloud of milk.
There were a couple of close shaves when a truck appeared from the fog and the driver noticed that we are driving on the wrong side of the road. Finally we arrived at the border area.
The road was quite bumpy and when we came to the no-mans-land one of the tires went flat. We stood there in pitch black night with trucks driving by 100km/h through the fog noticing us just a couple of meters before hitting us. The driver tried to change the tire, but he broke the wrench. So we waited and waited and eventually the driver got so pissed on the trip organizer babbling next to him that he decided to walk away into the darkness.
A couple of minutes later the man came back and he had a solution for the problem; we would drive back to Russia to fix the tire. So we did, and it was a ride of couple of kilometres with a flat tire. Then we waited in a lonely service station for an hour or two, watching a 80's romantic comedy starring a Russian speaking Bruce Willis, sipping on some beer and eating very strange (almost green) hot dogs. When I looked out of the window, I saw the driver going in the minibus and driving away with all our bags and stuff insine the vehicle. We were too tired to get worried at this time. And considering "this time", the clock on the wall was stuck on 01:30 am.
Later the driver came back with a new tire and we continued our mysterious trip to Finland. After three passport checks by the Russian authorities we arrived on the Finnish side of the border. We were stopped by the officer and he started a debate with the driver. After the debate a collective sigh of Russian desperation was heard inside the bus and the officer came to explain the situation to us Finlanders: "The bus is illegal, it has to return to St. Petersburg, step out of the vehicle please."
So we did and walked to the homeland with no worries except for the one question: "How do we get to Helsinki from here?"
We were told to get into some bus which was going somewhere. We followed the instructions and got a lift a couple of kilometres further, to another service station. The next thing we heard was: "Get in this bus" and again we followed the instructions, getting in another bus. The bus left towards Helsinki and we fell asleep, just to wake up again when the driver had also fell asleep on the wheel and had to quickly turn the bus to avoid hitting the car on the opposite lane.
We fell back to sleep and woke up in Klaukkala. After all we were supposed to go to Helsinki.
Show Klaukkala on a map
Eventually the bus managed to find its way to Itäkeskus and we jumped out of the god forsaken bus of eternal worries and took the slow but trustworthy Finnish subway to city centre. We had arrived after twelve hours of travelling, that's quite a lot for a car trip of:
The homecoming didn't go so well though. We left St.Peterburg in a minibus (avtobus) which was filled with ten Russian passengers and us two with only one girl and one babushka who could communicate with us properly, as they spoke Finnish. It was dark already, the clock was 22:00 local time and the fog was starting to form.
When we got out of the city area and dived into darkness the car was filled with steam emerging from the twelve travellers. The driver didn't want to open the windows for some reason and just wiped the steam off when it became impossible to see through. At this moment the fog outside was also as thick as driving through a cloud of milk.
There were a couple of close shaves when a truck appeared from the fog and the driver noticed that we are driving on the wrong side of the road. Finally we arrived at the border area.
The road was quite bumpy and when we came to the no-mans-land one of the tires went flat. We stood there in pitch black night with trucks driving by 100km/h through the fog noticing us just a couple of meters before hitting us. The driver tried to change the tire, but he broke the wrench. So we waited and waited and eventually the driver got so pissed on the trip organizer babbling next to him that he decided to walk away into the darkness.
A couple of minutes later the man came back and he had a solution for the problem; we would drive back to Russia to fix the tire. So we did, and it was a ride of couple of kilometres with a flat tire. Then we waited in a lonely service station for an hour or two, watching a 80's romantic comedy starring a Russian speaking Bruce Willis, sipping on some beer and eating very strange (almost green) hot dogs. When I looked out of the window, I saw the driver going in the minibus and driving away with all our bags and stuff insine the vehicle. We were too tired to get worried at this time. And considering "this time", the clock on the wall was stuck on 01:30 am.
Later the driver came back with a new tire and we continued our mysterious trip to Finland. After three passport checks by the Russian authorities we arrived on the Finnish side of the border. We were stopped by the officer and he started a debate with the driver. After the debate a collective sigh of Russian desperation was heard inside the bus and the officer came to explain the situation to us Finlanders: "The bus is illegal, it has to return to St. Petersburg, step out of the vehicle please."
So we did and walked to the homeland with no worries except for the one question: "How do we get to Helsinki from here?"
We were told to get into some bus which was going somewhere. We followed the instructions and got a lift a couple of kilometres further, to another service station. The next thing we heard was: "Get in this bus" and again we followed the instructions, getting in another bus. The bus left towards Helsinki and we fell asleep, just to wake up again when the driver had also fell asleep on the wheel and had to quickly turn the bus to avoid hitting the car on the opposite lane.
We fell back to sleep and woke up in Klaukkala. After all we were supposed to go to Helsinki.
Show Klaukkala on a map
Eventually the bus managed to find its way to Itäkeskus and we jumped out of the god forsaken bus of eternal worries and took the slow but trustworthy Finnish subway to city centre. We had arrived after twelve hours of travelling, that's quite a lot for a car trip of:
"Time: 05h03 including 00h52 on motorways
Distance: 392km including 85km on motorways"
as stated by viamichelin.com
Distance: 392km including 85km on motorways"
as stated by viamichelin.com
But as a last statement, the trip was fun and the homecoming was an adventure. We will definitely go back to Russia some day.
-tmu
Bloggin' starts 1, 2, 3, 4, NOW!
That's about it. Now we're here. Didn't really like the blog in myspace, though it also will still be updated, or copied from here. Also, I will copy some old blogs from myspace to make this look a little more comfy. Thanks, and remember to visit.
J-Erik & At The End
J-Erik & At The End
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