This photo a sister in islam have send me. She told me: Check out what i have found in my kids toys.. The pyremidal with the allseeing eye!
Check also in this video from disney!!!
måndag 31 oktober 2011
Vi måste försöka begränsa befolkningsökningen
Vi måste försöka begränsa befolkningsökningen
BRÄNNPUNKT | ÖVERBEFOLKNING
I dagarna blir vi sju miljarder människor på jorden. Världens befolkning har ökat dramatiskt, bara under de senaste hundra åren har antalet människor fyrdubblats. En ny Sifoundersökning visar att 75 procent av svenskarna ser befolkningstillväxten som ett framtida hot mot mänskligheten. Problemet med den fortsatta befolkningsökningen och en radikal förbättring av beslutsordningen när det gäller centrala globala problem borde vara högt prioriterade på den politiska dagordningen. Det skriver László Szombatfalvy och Anders Wijkman.
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The all-telling eye
The all-telling eye
Webcams can now spot which ads catch your gaze, read your mood and check your vital signs
IMAGINE browsing a website when a saucy ad for lingerie catches your eye. You don’t click on it, merely smile and go to another page. Yet it follows you, putting up more racy pictures, perhaps even the offer of a discount. Finally, irked by its persistence, you frown. “Sorry for taking up your time,” says the ad, and promptly desists from further pestering. Creepy. But making online ads that not only know you are looking at them but also respond to your emotions will soon be possible, thanks to the power of image-processing software and the ubiquity of tiny cameras in computers and mobile
devices.
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Gps-sändare på dagisbarn
Gps-sändare på dagisbarn
MALMÖ. Vad gör man för att hålla reda på en massa ungar som rusar omkring? Sätter på dem var sin GPS förstås.
I alla fall är det så det ska bli på Kronprinsens förskola i Malmö, skriver Sydsvenskan.
I alla fall är det så det ska bli på Kronprinsens förskola i Malmö, skriver Sydsvenskan.
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måndag 24 oktober 2011
Libya Gaddafi Testament
In the name of Allah, the beneficent, the merciful...
For 40 years, or was it longer, I can't remember, I did all I could to give people houses, hospitals, schools, and when they were hungry, I gave them food. I even made Benghazi into farmland from the desert. I stood up to attacks from that cowboy Reagan. When he killed my adopted orphaned daughter, he was trying to kill me; instead he killed that poor innocent child.
I helped my brothers and sisters from Africa with money for the African Union; I did all I could to help people understand the concept of real democracy, where people's committees ran our country. But that was never enough, as some told me, even people who had 10-room homes, new suits and furniture, were never satisfied. As selfish as they were they wanted more, and they told Americans and other visitors they needed "democracy" and "freedom," never realizing it was a cut-throat system, where the biggest dog eats the rest.
But they were enchanted with those words, never realizing that in America, there was no free medicine, no free hospitals, no free housing, no free education and no free food, except when people had to beg or go to long lines to get soup.
No, no matter what I did, it was never enough for some, but for others, they knew I was the son of Gamal Abdel Nasser, the only true Arab and Muslim leader we've had since Salah'a'Deen, when he claimed the Suez Canal for his people, as I claimed Libya, for my people. It was his footsteps I tried to follow, to keep my people free from colonial domination -- from thieves who would steal from us...
Now, I am under attack by the biggest force in military history. My little African son, Obama, wants to kill me, to take away the freedom of our country, to take away our free housing, our free medicine, our free education, our free food, and replace it with American style thievery, called "capitalism."
But all of us in the Third World know what that means, it means corporations run the countries, run the world, and the people suffer. So, there is no alternative for me, I must make my stand, and if Allah wishes, I shall die by following his path, the path that has made our country rich with farmland, with food and health, and even allowed us to help our African and Arab brothers and sisters to work here with us, in the Libyan Jammohouriyah.
I do not wish to die, but if it comes to that, to save this land, my people, all the thousands who are all my children, then so be it.
Let this testament be my voice to the world, that I stood up to crusader attacks of NATO, stood up to cruelty, stood up to betrayal, stood up to the West and its colonialist ambitions, and that I stood with my African brothers, my true Arab and Muslim brothers, as a beacon of light. When others were building castles, I lived in a modest house, and in a tent. I never forgot my youth in Sirte, I did not spend our national treasury foolishly, and like Salah'a'deen, our great Muslim leader, who rescued Jerusalem for Islam, I took little for myself.
In the West, some have called me "mad," "crazy," but they know the truth and continue to lie. They know that our land is independent and free, not in the colonial grip, that my vision, my path, is, and has been clear and for my people and that I will fight to my last breath to keep us free. May Allah almighty help us to remain faithful and free.
For 40 years, or was it longer, I can't remember, I did all I could to give people houses, hospitals, schools, and when they were hungry, I gave them food. I even made Benghazi into farmland from the desert. I stood up to attacks from that cowboy Reagan. When he killed my adopted orphaned daughter, he was trying to kill me; instead he killed that poor innocent child.
I helped my brothers and sisters from Africa with money for the African Union; I did all I could to help people understand the concept of real democracy, where people's committees ran our country. But that was never enough, as some told me, even people who had 10-room homes, new suits and furniture, were never satisfied. As selfish as they were they wanted more, and they told Americans and other visitors they needed "democracy" and "freedom," never realizing it was a cut-throat system, where the biggest dog eats the rest.
But they were enchanted with those words, never realizing that in America, there was no free medicine, no free hospitals, no free housing, no free education and no free food, except when people had to beg or go to long lines to get soup.
No, no matter what I did, it was never enough for some, but for others, they knew I was the son of Gamal Abdel Nasser, the only true Arab and Muslim leader we've had since Salah'a'Deen, when he claimed the Suez Canal for his people, as I claimed Libya, for my people. It was his footsteps I tried to follow, to keep my people free from colonial domination -- from thieves who would steal from us...
Now, I am under attack by the biggest force in military history. My little African son, Obama, wants to kill me, to take away the freedom of our country, to take away our free housing, our free medicine, our free education, our free food, and replace it with American style thievery, called "capitalism."
But all of us in the Third World know what that means, it means corporations run the countries, run the world, and the people suffer. So, there is no alternative for me, I must make my stand, and if Allah wishes, I shall die by following his path, the path that has made our country rich with farmland, with food and health, and even allowed us to help our African and Arab brothers and sisters to work here with us, in the Libyan Jammohouriyah.
I do not wish to die, but if it comes to that, to save this land, my people, all the thousands who are all my children, then so be it.
Let this testament be my voice to the world, that I stood up to crusader attacks of NATO, stood up to cruelty, stood up to betrayal, stood up to the West and its colonialist ambitions, and that I stood with my African brothers, my true Arab and Muslim brothers, as a beacon of light. When others were building castles, I lived in a modest house, and in a tent. I never forgot my youth in Sirte, I did not spend our national treasury foolishly, and like Salah'a'deen, our great Muslim leader, who rescued Jerusalem for Islam, I took little for myself.
In the West, some have called me "mad," "crazy," but they know the truth and continue to lie. They know that our land is independent and free, not in the colonial grip, that my vision, my path, is, and has been clear and for my people and that I will fight to my last breath to keep us free. May Allah almighty help us to remain faithful and free.
~ by Muammar Gaddafi ~
April 17, 2011
April 17, 2011
söndag 23 oktober 2011
Kraftigt skalv i Turkiet
Kraftigt skalv i Turkiet
Över hundra döda
45 byggnader och ett elevhem i Turkiet har kollapsat efter ett kraftigt jordskalv.
Över hundra personer har mist livet – och 400 saknas.
– Vi är beredda att hjälpa till om det behövs, skriver utrikesminister Carl Bildt på twitter.
Read here: http://www.aftonbladet.se/nyheter/article13826358.ab
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Toddler survives smallpox vaccine reaction
Toddler survives smallpox vaccine reaction
(Reuters) - A two-year-old boy who developed a serious reaction to his father's smallpox vaccination has recovered but disease detectives found infectious virus all over his house, the Centers for Disease Control and Prevention reported on Thursday.
Gardasil in court: drug's maker sued
Gardasil in court: drug's maker sued
A MELBOURNE woman who suffered an auto-immune and neurological attack after being injected with the cervical cancer drug Gardasil is leading a class action against its manufacturer
lördag 22 oktober 2011
Tyska satelliten närmar sig jorden
Tyska satelliten närmar sig jorden
Väntas krascha i helgen
Den tyska satelliten Rosat är på väg mot jorden i en rasande fart.
Någon gång mellan lördag kväll och söndag mitt på dagen väntas rymdskrot från satelliten krascha.
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