Two kinds of idealists

The day after the Tiananmen massacre.

There does exist a video
of the so-called tankman.

Some years ago I embedded it.

But then certain people
calling themselves Educational Foundation
claimed copyright.

Now I wonder if those idealists *
will ask me
to pay them 300 billion dollar
for showing the photo
they did not take.

* ha ha ha

Bowing in front of the Brave

Tonight I am bowing to those people who 25 years ago in China – and not only on the Tiananmen Square in Beijing – peacefully demonstrated against suppression and corruption and for freedom and democracy and became victim of a ruthless bunch of criminal bastards in power.
And I am bowing to those who would not give up.


Very probably I'd be not such brave.

The peace of the night.

Chimneys

. . .

Seven

Don't know how many people
got murdered since,
got tortured since,
got raped since;

don't know how often when opening their mouths
certain politicians and business(wo)men did not deliberately tell lies.

I do know, though, that in the past seven years I met a few interesting and nice people.

Thankfully raising my glass: Sláinte. 

Waiting for June

. . .

Friday is Skyday

. . .

On the road

13

Birth

Tee 11

After a rainy Night

Fuzzy-Head

A cloudy torso,
ancient beauty, fuzzy-head.
Ephemeral face.

Hundertster Geburtstag

Hardly could believe when checking my archive. Almost seven years have past since I posted this.

Today George Tabori would become 100 years old. And certainly this birthday would be as beautifully celebrated as his 90th, with an homage of which I share the 12th and last part with you.

Voilà.

Nonantième anniversaire

:)
What are two days in 90 years, hm?

Thus with two delay a tiny homage a Charles Aznavour. Enjoy