bash.org

gotta read this....bloody amazing....its a site where people who chat on IRC (Internet Chat Relay) post parts of their conversations.....hella funny....

http://bash.org/?top

evolution of cricket

the post title makes a lot of sense yeah.....but im sure the post wont make a lot of sense....cuz my thoughts arent really organized right now...i'll just jot down wot im thinking bout cricket right now.....

a hundred years ago....it was wot rich english dudes did when they had nothing to do (it was literally game that was invented to waste time)...then it became a sport which constantly broke records for its longevity...lasts bloody 5 days n people think its kool or whatever....n then even the cricketers got bored of cricket n around 15 yrs ago...they invented one day cricket (thank God!)...n they finally had coloured kits (finally! ppl could make out the difference between an englishman and an australian)......the game now only had 600 deliveries (down from 10932759843275 x 10^20).....n it was still kinda boring...but definitely a big improvement....n recently they came up wid twenty20 cricket....now the game is down to 240 deliveries.....n theres a time limit (which is a good thing...cuz cricketers have this thing for wasting time...n u feel lik kiking their buttocks for tht lol)....so the games supposed to be much more exiting....cuz the batsmen are supposed to be taking out all their life's frustration on the poor cricket ball) ...n theres a league now....based on the football english premier league...which is kool....definitely...cuz the epl is a lot of fun...so this ought to be fun too.....if it aint...then god save cricket cuz no one will be able to....

UPDATE!!! lol

i just asked my mom for a new cell phone for my birthday present...i said its about time i got a good present since i dint get even one for like 3 or 4 years..... :-D

4 days after my 15th birthday

lol...im certainly not gettin very creative with my post titles......seriusly cant think of anything to name them cuz the posts generally arent about anything...i really want to make some sense....but im just too lazy to think about anything and type about it.....well...yea its been 4 days after my bday...n its definitely one of the most uneventful birthdays i had...nothing much happened....its ok though...i din expect or want anything to happen :-p .....if anythings gonna happen its gonna be this Sunday....all my friends from the trek are coming home....it'll be fun im sure....most of them think its my birthday treat (lol).....n thank god i got a holiday tomorrow...but i seriusly dunno wot to do tmrw....anyway....enough for now.....this much is enough to let the world know im still alive :-p ......later...

my 15th birthday

well....its my fifteenth birthday.....i was expecting a couple people to call me n wish me...but nuthing happened...an old classmate of mine (whose bday is also today) was the only one who bothered...someone i never expected to....jus realised wot good frnds we were....its ok though...i don wish a lot of ppl at midnite...so its wrong to expect...hoping sumthing amazing will happen (not necessarily to me....i wudn mind bin laden surrendering or anything either).....im sure nuthing will happen....n im finally getting a bday present this yr (after a long time)....seems no one in my hous realised its my birthday yet (again...i wasn expecting them to anyway)....

.....played football in the rain today...had amazing fun....theres nothing in the world lik it...n i jus realised...not many other things bring ppl together lik football does....there were three of us playing in the rain...ten minutes later there were 9....4 street kids we've never seen before...n two other kids (whom we've never seen either).....we jus played n laughed n celebrated together...thought tht if the whole world played footbal all the time....we wudn hav any problems tht we hav today wid politics n terrorism n all....anyway...im going to play fifa 08 now....jus downloaded it today....hoping the ppl who din wish me now wish me in the morning atleast....n i hope i get more than tht one bday present i kno im gettin.....

Quotes from The Matrix trilogy

Lengthy post...but the quotes are nice...the Matrix is an amazing trilogy

Agent Smith:

Agent Smith: I'd like to share a revelation that I've had during my time here. It came to me when I tried to classify your species. I realized that you're not actually mammals. Every mammal on this planet instinctively develops a natural equilibrium with the surrounding environment, but you humans do not. You move to an area, and you multiply, and multiply, until every natural resource is consumed. The only way you can survive is to spread to another area. There is another organism on this planet that follows the same pattern. A virus. Human beings are a disease, a cancer of this planet, you are a plague, and we are the cure.
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Agent Smith: Never send a human to do a machine's job.
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Agent Smith: It seems that you've been living two lives. One life, you're Thomas A. Anderson, program writer for a respectable software company. You have a social security number, pay your taxes, and you... help your landlady carry out her garbage. The other life is lived in computers, where you go by the hacker alias "Neo" and are guilty of virtually every computer crime we have a law for. One of these lives has a future, and one of them does not.
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Agent Smith: Tell me, Mr. Anderson, what good is a phone call when you are unable to speak?
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Agent Smith: I hate this place. This zoo. This prison. This reality, whatever you want to call it, I can't stand it any longer. It's the smell, if there is such a thing. I feel saturated by it. I can taste your stink and every time I do, I fear that I've somehow been infected by it.
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Agent Smith: Did you know that the first Matrix was designed to be a perfect human world? Where none suffered, where everyone would be happy. It was a disaster. No one would accept the program. Entire crops were lost. Some believed we lacked the programming language to describe your perfect world. But I believe that, as a species, human beings define their reality through suffering and misery. The perfect world was a dream that your primitive cerebrum kept trying to wake up from. Which is why the Matrix was redesigned to this: the peak of your civilization.
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Agent Smith: I'm going to enjoy watching you die, Mr. Anderson.
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Neo: Hiya, fellas.
Agent Johnson: It's him.
Agent Thompson: The anomaly.
Agent Jackson: Do we proceed?
Agent Johnson: Yes...
Agent Thompson: ...he is still...
Agent Jackson: ...only human.
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Agent Thompson: You!
Agent Smith: Yes, me.
[Turns Thompson into another Smith]
Agent Smith: Me... Me... Me...
Agent Smith Clone: Me too.
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Agent Smith: I killed you, Mr. Anderson. I watched you die.... with some satisfaction, I might add. Then something happened- something I thought would be impossible, but it happened anyway. You destroyed me, Mr. Anderson. Afterwards, I was aware of the rules. I knew what I was supposed to do, but I didn't. I was compelled to stay- compelled to disobey. And right now, here I stand because of you, Mr. Anderson. Because of you, I'm no longer an Agent of this system. Because of you, I'm unplugged. A new man, sort of speak- like you. Apparently free.
Neo: Congratulations.
Agent Smith: Thank you.
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Agent Smith: Do you know what the best thing about being me is?
[All the doors open, lots of Smith clones step out]
Agent Smith: There's so many of me!
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Agent Smith: Mr. Anderson! Welcome back, we missed you.
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Agent Smith (To the Oracle): (Throws cookies against wall.) Maybe you knew I was going to do that, maybe you didn't. If you did, then that means you baked those cookies and set that plate there deliberately, purposefully -- which means that you're sitting there also deliberately, purposefully.
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NEO:

Tank: So what do you need? Besides a miracle.
Neo: Guns. Lots of guns.
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Neo: I know you're out there. I can feel you now. I know that you're afraid... afraid of us. You're afraid of change. I don't know the future. I didn't come here to tell you how this is going to end. I came here to tell how it's going to begin. I'm going to hang up this phone, and then show these people what you don't want them to see. I'm going to show them a world without you. A world without rules or controls, borders or boundaries. A world where anything is possible. Where we go from there is a choice I leave to you.
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Agent Smith: That Is The Sound Of Your Death, Mr. Anderson.
Neo: My Name... Is Neo.
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Seraph: The Oracle has many enemies, I had to be sure.
Neo: Of what?
Seraph: That you were The One.
Neo: You could've just asked.
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The Oracle:

Oracle: I'd ask you to sit down, but, you're not going to anyway. And don't worry about the vase.
Neo: What vase?
[Neo turns to look for a vase, and as he does, he knocks over a vase of flowers, which shatters on the floor.]
Oracle: That vase.
Neo: I'm sorry--
Oracle: I said don't worry about it. I'll get one of my kids to fix it.
Neo: How did you know?
Oracle: Ohh, what's really going to bake your noodle later on is, would you still have broken it if I hadn't said anything?
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Oracle: You're cuter than I thought. I can see why she likes you.
Neo: Who?
Oracle: Not too bright, though.
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Oracle: OK, now I'm supposed to say, "Hmm, that's interesting, but..." then you say...
Neo: ..."but what?"
Oracle: But... you already know what I'm going to tell you.
Neo: I'm not The One.
Oracle: Sorry, kid. You got the gift, but it looks like you're waiting for something.
Neo: What?
Oracle: Your next life, maybe. Who knows? That's the way these things go.
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Oracle: Do you know what that means?
[points to a banner]
Oracle: It means know thy self. I wanna tell you a little secret, being the one is just like being in love. No one needs to tell you you are in love, you just know it, through and through.
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Neo: Are there other programs like you?
The Oracle: Oh, well, not like me. But... look, see those birds? At some point a program was written to govern them. A program was written to watch over the trees, and the wind, the sunrise, and sunset. There are programs running all over the place. The ones doing their job, doing what they were meant to do, are invisible. You'd never even know they were here. But the other ones, well, we hear about them all the time.
Neo: I've never heard of them.
The Oracle: Oh, of course you have. Every time you've heard someone say they saw a ghost, or an angel. Every story you've ever heard about vampires, werewolves, or aliens, is the system assimilating some program that's doing something they're not supposed to be doing.
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The Oracle: Candy?
Neo: You already know if I'm going to take it?
The Oracle: Wouldn't be much of an Oracle if I didn't.
Neo: Why are you here?
The Oracle: Same reason. I love candy.
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Morpheus:

Morpheus: If real is what you can feel, smell, taste and see, then 'real' is simply electrical signals interpreted by your brain
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Morpheus: What are you waiting for? You're faster than this. Don't think you are, know you are. Come on! Stop trying to hit me and hit me!
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Neo: I thought it wasn't real
Morpheus: Your mind makes it real
Neo: If you're killed in the matrix, you die here?
Morpheus: The body cannot live without the mind
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Morpheus: The Matrix is a system, Neo. That system is our enemy. But when you're inside, you look around, what do you see? Businessmen, teachers, lawyers, carpenters. The very minds of the people we are trying to save. But until we do, these people are still a part of that system and that makes them our enemy. You have to understand, most of these people are not ready to be unplugged. And many of them are so inert, so hopelessly dependent on the system, that they will fight to protect it.
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Morpheus: Throughout human history, we have been dependent on machines to survive. Fate, it seems, is not without a sense of irony.
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Neo: Why do my eyes hurt?
Morpheus: You've never used them before.
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Morpheus: There is a difference between knowing the path and walking the path.
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Morpheus: The Matrix is the world that has been pulled over your eyes to blind you from the truth.
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Morpheus: How did I beat you?
Neo: You... you're too fast.
Morpheus: Do you believe that my being stronger or faster has anything to do with my muscles in this place? Do you think that's air you're breathing now?
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Morpheus: This is your last chance. After this, there is no turning back. You take the blue pill - the story ends, you wake up in your bed and believe whatever you want to believe. You take the red pill - you stay in Wonderland and I show you how deep the rabbit-hole goes.
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Agent Smith: The great Morpheus. We meet at last.
Morpheus: And you are?
Agent Smith: A Smith. Agent Smith.
Morpheus: You all look the same to me.
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Morpheus: I've seen an agent punched through a concrete wall. Men have emptied entire clips at them and hit nothing but air, yet their strength and their speed are still based in a world that is built on rules. Because of that, they will never be as strong or as fast as you can be.
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Morpheus: I believe it is our fate to be here. It is our destiny. I believe this night holds, for each and every one of us, the very meaning of our lives. This is a war and we are soldiers. What if tomorrow the war could be over? Isn't that worth fighting for? Isn't that worth dying for?
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Commander Lock: Not everyone believes what you do Morpheus.
Morpheus: My beliefs do not require them to.
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Morpheus: I have dreamed a dream, but now that dream is gone from me.
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Merovingian:

Merovingian: French is the best language to swear in.
[stream of curses]
Merovingian: It's like wiping your arse with silk
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Councilor Harmann:

Neo: So we need machines, and machines need us. Is that your point?
Councilor Harmann: No, no point. Old men like me don't bother in making points. There is no point.
Neo: Is that why there are no young men on the council?
Councilor Harmann: Good point.
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Councilor Harmann: I hate sleeping. I figured, I've slept the first eleven years of my life away, so now I'm just making up for it.

well...no title for this post...cuz i don't know what to name it (seriously).....well it turns out that i post here whenever i feel like...not whenever im angry (something led me to believe i'll be angry a lot more often these days...i have no idea why....) ...and i changed all the headings n borders to red (for MUFC lol) i think it looks pretty ok.....i havent really spoken to anybody at all for like two weeks...they all stop calling (exams are terrible....even when others have them)....n my birthdays in two days...i decided not to go to skool on tht day....n im curious to see how many people will call me at midnight to wish me (i'll be surprised if i get more than 3 calls...)...its pretty lonely....i should get used to the feeling...otherwise theres no way i can go n live in the mountains (not having anyone to talk to is the reason im posting this nonsense here anyway...)...n i just realized that i hardly hav any pictures of my friends with me in them...its really weird...somehow....n now people refuse to give me their pictures or take pictures with me (girls esp) cuz i can photoshop....(seriously...come on...im not going to ruin ur face....why would i??)....oh yeah...u gotta visit time.com its a nice site...their photo essays and articles are really nice...can seriously learn a lot ( i got photo of Mother Teresa when she was 18....n trust me u won believe its her...i'll put it up sumtime later)...anyway... think i'll stop this now...the posts getting too long...i'll be back soon...
...later.

The beautiful game..

Game after game after game i realize now what is the one thing i love the most...football...show me something more thrilling than a perfect volley...tell me u never dreamed of that immaculate strike and that moment when an entire nation holds its breath...tell me that football is not our one common language when the whole planet stops for ninety minutes to witness that one thing we all understand...you could tell me im wrong...some may say its just a game...but this is about heroes n tribes...loyalty and devotion...its our commitment and our passion...our battle and our belief...this is our faith....feel the fever of the crowd...hear the roar of the people....it makes u beileve....this is the beautiful game....this is football...

My Tribute

the past couple of posts were posted in black text intentionally, n that is my tribute to The Invisible Monument..even though it doesn't make a lot of sense...

The Square Of The Invisible Monument

About The Square Of The Invisible Monument i was speaking of...the artist Is Jochen Gerz.In the first pic it just looks like just a normal pathway, but underneath it, each stone bears the name of a Jewish cemetary, that had been used to bury the jews in the mindless holocaust. The artist in total carved 2146 stones, with the help of one of his students, i think.



"Initially, the work was carried out without a commission, in secret and illegally. The stones were removed by night and replaced with engraved ones. All stones were placed with the inscribed side facing the ground and therefore the inscription is invisible. "

This monument really deserves a lot of credit. In my opinion this definitely deserves more attention than any Eiffel Tower or Big Ben or whatever...and today even if nobody can see it, it remains as a witness, and the future...would know about the horrors of the past...





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The story Part III

When the Nazis were beaten back on the East Front, Plaszow and its satellite camps were dissolved and closed. Schindler had no illusions as to what that would entail. Desperately he exerted his influence on his contacts in the military and industrial circles in Crakow and Warsaw and finally went to Berlin to save his Jews from a certain death. With his life as the stakes, he employed all his powers of persuasion, he bribed uninhibitedly, fought, begged ...

The deathcamps

Where no-one would have believed it possible, Schindler succeeded. He was granted permission to move the whole of his factory from Plaszow to Brunnlitz in occupied Czechoslovakia and furthermore, unheard of before, take all his workers with him. In this way, the 1,098 workers who had been written on Schindler`s list in connection with the removal avoided sharing the fate of the other 25,000 men, women and children of Plaszow who were sent without mercy to extermination in the gas chambers of Auschwitz, only 60 kilometers from Plaszow.

Until the liberation of spring, 1945, Oscar Schindler used all means at his disposal to ensure the safety of his Schindler-Jews. He spent every pfennig he had, and even Emilie Schindler`s jewels were sold, to buy food, clothes, and medicine. He set up a secret sanatorium in the factory with medical equipment purchased on the black market. Here Emilie Schindler looked after the sick. Those who did not survive were given a fitting Jewish burial in a hidden graveyard - established and paid for by Schindler.

Later accounts have revealed that Schindler spent something like 4 million German marks keeping his Jews out of the death camps - an enormous sum of money for those times.

Even though the Schindlers had had a large mansion placed at their disposal close to the factory, Oscar Schindler understood the fear which his Jews had of nocturnal visits from the SS. As in Plaszow, Schindler did not spent one single night outside the little office in the factory.

The factory continued to produce shells for the German Wehrmacht for 7 months. In all that time not one usable shell was produced! Not one shell passed the military quality tests. Instead, false military travel passes and ration cards were produced, just as Nazi uniforms, weapons, ammunition and hand-grenades were collected. But still, a tireless Schindler succeeded in these months in persuading the Gestapo to send a further 100 Belgian, Dutch and Hungarian Jews to his factory camp "with regard to the continuing war industry production".

In May, 1945, it was all over. The Russians moved into Brunnlitz. The previous evening, Schindler gathered everyone together in the factory and took a deeply emotional leave of them.

Schindler with Jews he saved

He told them they were free, he was a fugitive."My children, you are saved. Germany has lost the war." He asked that they didn't go into the neighboring houses to rob and plunder. "Prove yourself worthy of the millions of victims among you and refrain from any individual acts of revenge and terror". He announced that three yards of fabric were to be given each prisoner from his warehouse stores as well as a bottle of vodka - which brought a high price on the black market.

At five after midnight - certain that his Jews finally were out of danger - Oscar Schindler left the factory. "I must leave now", Schindler said, "Auf Wiedersehen".

Oscar Schindler and 1200 Schindler-Jews along with him had survived the horrors of the Holocaust ...

Poldek Pfefferberg, the Schindler Jew who helped Oscar Schindler procure black-market items to bribe Nazi officers with during the war, later told he promised Schindler to tell his story:"You protect us, you save us, you feed us - we survived the Holocaust, the tragedy, the hardship, the sickness, the beatings, the killings! We must tell your story ...."

The Story Part II

So he decides to risk everything in desperate attempts to save "his" 1200 Schindler Jews from certain death in the hell of the death camps. Thanks to massive bribery and his connections, he gets away with actively protecting his workers.

The Holocaust

The SS officer Amon Goeth, the commandant of the Plaszow labor camp, had made the final liquidation of the Crakow ghetto and had experience at three death camps in eastern Poland, Belzec, Sobibor, and Treblinka ...

The conditions of life at Plaszow were made dreadful by Goeth. A prisoner in Plaszow was very lucky if he could survive in this camp more than four weeks. The camp shown in Spielberg's film Schindler's List is the exact description of Plaszow.

Amon Goeth passed his mornings by using his high-powered, scoped rifle to shoot at children playing in the camp - he often would use it as an incentive to work harder. For example, some young men hauling coal were moving too slow for his liking. He shot one of them with his sniper rifle so the rest would hurry up.

Oscar Schindler outwitted Hauptsturmfuhrer Amon Goeth. When Schindler requested that those Jews who continued to work in his factory be moved into their own sub-camp near the plant "to save time in getting to the job," Goeth complied. From then on, Schindler found that he could have food and medicine smuggled into the barracks with less danger. The guards, of course, were bribed, and Goeth never was to discover it, though Oscar Schinder was arrested twice ...

At the point when his ambitions have been realized and he could walk away from the war a rich man while "his Jews" die in Plaszow and Auschwitz, Oscar Schindler desperately spends every penny he has bribing and paying off Amon Goeth and other Nazi officials to protect and save his Jews.

In a symbolic reversal of his earlier purpose in life, he spends all the money he made by exploiting the labour of Jews in buying the lives of Jews; whatever is not spent in bribing Goeth and other Nazi officials is subsequently spent in feeding and protecting his Jews.

Oscar Schindler

At his factory, situated by the work camp of Plaszow, Nazi guards are instructed to stay on their side of the fence and nobody is allowed inside the factory without permission from Schindler himself. He spends every night in his office so he can intervene if the Gestapo come.

Twice he is arrested by the Gestapo - but is released, undoubtedly first and foremost because of his many connections.

At his factory, workers are only half as hungry as in other camps - meals at Schindler`s have a calorie count of 2000 as against 900 in other places. When food supplies are critical, Schindler spends great sums of money purchasing food supplies on the black market.

At his factory the old are registered as being 20 years younger, children are registered as adults. Lawyers, doctors and artists are registered as metal workers and mechanics - all so they can survive as essential for the war industry.

At his factory, nobody is hit, nobody murdered, nobody sent to death camps like the nearby Auschwitz.

They were protected and saved by Oscar Schindler. In those years, millions of Jews died in the Nazi death camps like Treblinka and Auschwitz, but Schindler's Jews miraculously survived, to their own surprise, in Plaszow right up to 1944. Schindler bribed the Nazis to get food and better treatment for his Jews during a time when one of the most civilized nations of the world was capable of systematic mass-murder.

The Story Part I

This Oscar Schindler has been described as a cynical, greedy exploiter of slave workers during the Second World War, a black-marketeer, gambler, member of the Nazi party eternally on the lookout for profit, an alcoholic playboy and shameless womanizer of the worst sort.

The young Schindler

In the beginning of the 1960s, this same Oscar Schindler was honoured in Israel and declared "Righteous" and invited to plant a tree in The Avenue of the Righteous, which leads to the Yad Vashem Museum in Jerusalem. A memorial in the Park of Heroes praises him as the Saviour of more than 1,200 Jews!

Rake - and Saviour ... Who was this Oscar Schindler who started by earning millions of German marks through exploitation of slave workers and ended by spending his last pfennig and risking his life to save"his" 1,200 Schindler Jews ?

Oscar Schindler was born on April 28th, 1908, in Zwittau in Czechoslovakia in a home imbued with his parents` deep piety. The nearest neighbours were a Jewish Rabbi family, and the two sons became Oscar`s best friends. The family was one of the richest and most prominent in Zwittau, but as a result of the deep economic depression of the 1930s, the family firm became bankrupt.

Now without employment, Schindler joined the Nazi party, as did many others at that time. It was opportune, when one remembers that the first German divisions invaded Czechoslovakia in 1939. Maybe because he had seen possibilities which the war brought in its wake, he followed on the heels of the SS when the Germans invaded Poland.

Oscar Schindler quickly got on good terms with the local Gestapo chiefs. He was a womanisor and heavy drinker, but continually risked his life to save his Schindler Jews from the deathcamps.

Schindler was recruited by the German Intelligence Agency to collect information about Poles and was highly esteemed for his efforts - a fact that was to play a decisive role later in the war for Schindler, when he needed all his contacts.

He left his wife Emilie in Zwittau and moved to Crakow, where he took over a Jewish family`s apartment. Bribes in the shape of money and illegal black market goods flowed copiously from Schindler and gave him control of a Jewish-owned enameled-goods factory, Deutsch Emailwaren Fabrik, close to the Jewish ghetto, where he principally employed Jewish workers. At this time presumably because they were the cheapest labour ...

But slowly as the brutality of the Nazis accelerated with murder, violence and terror, the seeds of their plan for the total extermination of the Jews dawned on Schindler in all its horror - he came to see the Jews not only as cheap labour, but also as mothers, fathers, and children, exposed to ruthless slaughter.

Oskar Schindler

There was this movie my sister once told me about...she told me that it was an amazing movie and that i shud watch it no matter what...i din take it very seriusly at the time....i was ten years old i think...n the movie was in black and white (though it came out only in 1993)...the back of the cd case said it was one of the greatest movies ever made...but i din bother to watch it (cuz it was in black n white)....the movie was 'Schindler's List'...for four years it was stuck
in my head...i jus knew it was a very good movie...n finally last december i watched it...n seriusly...balls to black n white this movie is like the one of the greatest ever no matter wot...its one of those movies which is made so tht u cud think about what senseless things people do out of their stupidity...and how people are really not what they seem to be...id really rather watch this than watch any 300 or fast and the furious or wotever......

actually i wanted to right about this monument called the 'Square Of The Invisible Monument'...i will write about it later though....in my next few posts i will paste a few excerpts from Oskar Schindler's biography....i think u shud watch the movie first n then read this....

Intro

first up....this is not a blog like most others ud read....ill keep my posts direct...i wont use big words or sentences which confuse ppl....ill talk abt anything i feel like...n i will post wen i need to vent out my frustration...which will be happening quite often these days....n i might stop posting...cuz ill probably get lazy....which will happen soon...im sure....u can comment....if u agree wid my posts...if u don....keep it to urself...