Amnesty and racist rebel atrocities in Libya
humanrightsinvestigations.orgOn the 12th July, Human Rights Investigations wrote: “Given the atrocities committed in Misrata and Benghazi the option of allowing the rebels to conquer pro-Gaddafi population centres is inconceivable – there is now only one option – and that option is peace.”
Well, Mr Anders Fogh Rasmussen and NATO did not agree and the atrocities we feared are unfolding.
Amnesty today report on the killing of black and dark-skinned people in Libya after Amnesty workers personally see them targetted in Tripoli. The article clearly recognises this is part of a bigger pattern:
An Amnesty delegation visiting the Central Tripoli Hospital on Monday witnessed three thuwwar revolutionaries (as the opposition fighters are commonly known) dragging a black patient from the western town of Tawargha from his bed and detaining him. The men were in civilian clothing.
From the start of the Libyan rebellion black people in Libya have been attacked and lynched by rebel mobs. This has been known by human rights groups and the United Nations as well as by the intelligence agencies, military forces, media and political leaders in the NATO countries – but they have generally kept a lid on it because it does not suit the narrative.
It does not suit the narrative of an oppressed people standing up against tyranny and for human rights to find rebel lynch mobs targetting black people, lynching them and ethnically cleansing them. Human Rights Investigations has documented that these lynchings even happened at rebel HQ in Benghazi.
INTERNATIONAL OJT
Excited ako na hindi ko maintindihan, kinakabahan kung makaka-abot pa sa Flight para sa March,
Thankful ako na nanjan yung Mama at daddy ko para sa sacrifices nila makahanap lang ng pera para sa OJT ko na to,
SANA MATULOY KAME, para mabayaran ko ang lahat ng dapat bayaran , at para mapatunayan ko sa iba na kaya ko din ang ginagawa ng iba, lalo na sa side ng ***** ko, kasi parang di naman kame ganun ka pansinin sa kanila, isa sa dahilan ko na i-pursue ang pag ojt na to para nga Maipakita sa kanila na hindi naman ako basta basta sumusuko, at may mga kaya din akong patunayan.
Thank you LORD our savior para sa opportunity na binibigay niyo saakin at sa pamilya ko, I’ll Praise you Forever !
Meet Affetto - A (freak) robot with realistic facial expressions
getrobo.comHisashi Ishihara, Yuichiro Yoshikawa and Prof. Minoru Asada of Osaka University in Japan have developed a new child robot platform called Affetto. Affetto can make realistic facial expressions so that humans can interact with it in a more natural way.
Artificial Emotions - Issue 1: What Makes You So Special - Nautilus
nautil.usWhen Angelica Lim bakes macaroons, she has her own kitchen helper, Naoki. Her assistant is only good at the repetitive tasks, like…
The Hri
The forest is deep, the Great Forest the spans for thousands of miles. So much life there. Life pours up, bubbles, practically boils. And in the center, where the tall trees shade shorter trees, that shade the bushes that are taller than the Greenmen, it is dark, not so dark as the purity of Nin, but darkness still. And a great river flows there: Hremumum. The mud is rich. The mud on the shore, on the Meris is life.
And I walked into the woods. I walked into the woods alone. The birds slept, the animals slept, the children of et slept. I walked the woods alone. My feet sank into the mud, cold like the Hremumum’s flow.
In the river I began to work, digging with dirty hands. I scooped up the good mud, the cool mud, leafy, pebbly mud. And I put it on the land. In the darkness I made a pool in the middle of the river, and a lump of life on the shore. Me, Eris, and me. This was my work. Rolling up my sleeves I placed myself, my secret words, my essence into the mud. All the little things, the rolling universes of matter, the black carbon, the pure oxygen and hydrogen, the raw materials of Meris. It’s just stuff. I make it alive, more than alive.
I have a vision in my mind, images collect. I sat before anything and I saw them. I saw them come together. I make it real. I shaped the mud into the image. Water took with earth became red, became blood in tiny rivulets in walls of mud now flesh.
I made three waves, six colors, twelve people.
They took my breath away.
“Wake up. It’s day time.”
I walked upstream, mud to be rinsed by Me’s joyful murmur.
The Hri thought they woke to the song of the red bird. I was happy to let them.
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And now I will stop talking to you. Now the earth will speak for itself, because now it can. And the voices will change and sometimes conflict in dissonance. But I wanted you to know my voice now to know what I sound like. Sometimes I will speak, because it will hurt to much, or because I am so happy. But the red bird is singing. This is now their story. The Eliet-a-Meris.
Lies.
hri.org.auThere really should be some kind of regulation for charity and research institute marketing.
This is not the fault of the researchers. I know the researcher advertised on the webpage, he works with me and he does do the work but there was no interview conducted and he did not say those things in the article.
The Heart Research Insitute is the only place in the world where synthetic elastin is produced.
This is NOT true. The Heart Research Institute is NOT the only place in the world where synthetic elastin is produced.
I know this because I make the protein and I do not work for them. This protein exclusively made by my boss and by a spin-off company from the university under a patent. There is intellectual property protection for this protein and the method to produce it.
The heart research institute is not the only place in the world that makes synthetic elastin.
The heart research institute does not even make synthetic elastin.
The heart research institute only has access to synthetic elastin through other research laboratories.
