Memypoliticsmyworld: 2011

Saturday, December 31, 2011

Crosby, Stills & Nash (Live) - To The Last Whale

"... it's not that we don't know

it's just that we don't want to care..."

Thursday, December 8, 2011

Do they know it's christmas Live aid 1985 london

Today in History for December 8th

Friday, December 2, 2011

Ex-DAR chief Morales critical after cardiac arrest

Saturday, October 29, 2011

Wishlist 5.... Chevrolet Camaro

Engine - 3.6 DOHC 24V V6

Max Output - 304Bhp@6400rpm

Max Torque - 370Nm@5200rpm

Fuel Type - Gasoline

Fuel System – VVT, Direct Injection

Transmission - 6spd A/T

Length - 4836mm

Width - 1376mm

Height - 1376mm

Wheelbase - 2852mm

Curb Weight – 1687Kg

Body Type – 2-door coupe

Engine/Drive - F/R

Seating Capacity – 2 2

Suspension (F/R) - Independent Multi-link (F and R)

Brakes (F/R) - Vented Disc (F and R)

Tires – 245/50 R19

Wheels - Alloy 19 x 8.0

6 Airbags

ABS w/ EBD; Brake Assist

StabiliTrak

Tire Pressure Monitoring System

Rear parking sensors

Front Foglamps

Automatic Headlamps

Headlamp washers

Body-colored front grille

Rear diffuser

Steering Wheel Adjustment – Tilt/telescopic, manual

Steering Wheel Material - Leather

Seating Adjustment - Electric (Front)

Seating Surface - Leather

Aluminum Accents

Power Steering

Power Door Locks

Power Windows

Power Mirrors (dimming)

Climate Control - Manual

Audio System - Stereo/CD/MP3/AUX with 6-speakers

Bluetooth hands-free phone system

On-board computer (mileage, temperature, range, compass)

Keyless Entry with Alarm & Immobilizer

Friday, September 16, 2011

Thursday, September 15, 2011

Wishlist 4 ... M60 ... 550 rounds per minute

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Gueco: Empowering Angeles City | Sun.Star

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Monday, September 5, 2011

Bohol top in governance --- Angeles City emerges from the ruins...

Bohol top in governance

Friday, September 2, 2011

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Monday, August 29, 2011

Pre "ber" months Wishlist 1

The "ber" months haven't started yet but I will start posting my wishlists nevertheless...

Wishlist 1 is the 2012 Jeep Grand Cherokee SRT8.

Offering 465 horsepower and 465 lb-ft. of torque which is capable of sprinting to 60 mph in 4.8 seconds with a mid-13 second quarter mile figure, the 2012 Jeep Grand Cherokee SRT8 is by far the most powerful Jeep ever offered. . Top speed is limited to 155 mph.

This vehicle is equipped with exclusive front and rear fascias with LED daytime running lamps, chrome bezel inserts and a new rear liftgate spoiler which is designed to reduce drag and improve downforce at high speeds. It rides on split five-spoke 20-inch alloy wheels and all-season or three-season Pirelli P-Zero runflat tires.

The Grand Cherokee’s interior includes a three-spoke steering wheel with a flat bottom, Nappa leather and suede seats and extensive carbon fiber accents. SRT’s Performance Pages trip computer functions remain, and a new 825-watt 19-speaker audio system boasts a 10-inch subwoofer.

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Ghost stories on 2004 election fraud

WikiLeaks: Cory as moral icon tainted by weak leadership, links with Estrada

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Sting: Mad about you. Live in Berlin 2010 (12/15)

Sting: Whenever I say your name. Live in Berlin 2010 (8/15)

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Elton John - We All Fall In Love Sometimes/ Curtains Live

Friday, August 12, 2011

Sting - Desert Rose (Live in Berlin)

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Sting - Every Breath You Take

Sting--Windmills of your mind

Saturday, July 9, 2011

♫ Something Stupid - Robbie Williams & Nicole Kidman ♫

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Chicago

Crosby,Stills,Nash & Young Immigration Man Live

Buffalo Springfield - For What It's Worth 1967

Monday, June 27, 2011

john lennon - give peace a chance

John Lennon - Starting Over

John Lennon stand by me

The Beatles Live Yesterday Blackpool 1965

I´ve just Seen a Face - Paul McCartney Unplugged

Ain't No Sunshine / Paul McCartney

Be Bop A Lula - Paul McCartney (UNPLUGGED)

Here, There and Everywhere - Paul McCartney (unplugged)

Friday, June 10, 2011

Neil Young My My Hey Hey (Out of the Blue) Farm Aid 1985

Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young Immigration Man Live

CROSBY STILLS NASH (Live) - Suite: Judy Blue Eyes

James Taylor & Carole King - You've Got a Friend (HQ) (Uploaded by Torni...

James Taylor - Fire and Rain (Beacon Theatre)

Saturday, June 4, 2011

"Devil Comes Back to Georgia" Mark O'Connor with Daniels, Cash, Tr...

Charlie Daniels Band "Devil Went Down to Georgia" Grand Ole Opry

Saturday, May 21, 2011

Styx - Boat On The River

Kansas Dust in the Wind live unplugged

Friday, March 25, 2011

Patatag - Medley

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Theme From Exodus - Maria Cafra 10Oct09

Maria Cafra-Kamusta mga kaibigan @ RJ Bistro on October 10, 2009

Maria Cafra Tayo'y Mag Rock N' Roll October 10,2009 @ RJ Bistro

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Loyal Dog Won't Leave Injured Friend Behind - HELP JAPAN'S LOST & INJURE...

Sunday, March 13, 2011

Japan races to avert multiple nuclear meltdowns

http://news.yahoo.com/s/ap/20110313/ap_on_bi_ge/as_japan_earthquake_nuclear_crisis

Monday, February 14, 2011

A Whiter Shade Of Pale - Procol Harum

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Captain Jack - Iko Iko

Monday, January 17, 2011

Martin Luther King "I have a dream"

Saturday, January 15, 2011

LA Girls

Life

I like to think that life is warm as summer breeze,
that one can feel its tight embrace but one may need to seize
the hour and the day to make it all worthwhile,
live it to the fullest in any way or style.

I like the buzzing sound of bees as they fly to every flower,
but cannot see the pollens at their feet that they spread like shower,
but can smell the sweet fragrance that they carry as they glide
and can taste the delicious honey that they all provide.

I like the sound of waves as they go racing to the beach,
to look at the pearly white suds that form on top of each.
One may think that it's the end of them there on the sand,
but it's just another start of the job they have at hand.

I like to imagine lions as they awaken with a roar.
to think of them as they roam freely on the forest floor;
It’s a wonder how they do it, how they spring from their mounds.
And wrestle with their preys as large and weigh a thousand pounds.

I like to see an eagle gently soaring to the sky,
to hear the sharp sound from its beak that seems like a cry;
It's almost unbelievable for an eagle to catch its prey
when it comes a hundred feet over the trees, above the clay.

I like to hear the reading of poetry and story,
whether in a street or in a theater as long as they're not gory.
Be it rhyme or novelette, or who may be the leader,
there will always be differences for the writer and the reader.

Some say that life is like a box of chocolate that you can't predict
what would be the outcome of the life of a derelict,
but I say no it isn't so, life is more than what it may seem,
just take a look at the moonlight and the early morning sunbeam.

I like to look at a tree everyday and wonder why leaves are green,
to think of the wind that swings the branches, visible but unseen;
I say that life is a beautiful song about an equally beautiful place,
with all the wonderful meanings and feelings for whatever kind or race.

Leonardo Kirk I. Galanza
24 December 2001

All Along the Watchtower

"There must be some way out of here," said the joker to the thief,"
There's too much confusion, I can't get no relief.
Businessmen, they drink my wine, plowmen dig my earth,
None of them along the line know what any of it is worth."

"No reason to get excited," the thief, he kindly spoke,
"There are many here among us who feel that life is but a joke.
But you and I, we've been through that, and this is not our fate,
So let us not talk falsely now, the hour is getting late.

"All along the watchtower, princes kept the view
While all the women came and went, barefoot servants, too.

Outside in the distance a wildcat did growl,
Two riders were approaching, the wind began to howl.
- Bob Dylan
(John Wesley Harding album, 1967)

Universal Soldier

He's five foot-two, and he's six feet-four,
He fights with missiles and with spears.
He's all of thirty-one, and he's only seventeen,
He's been a soldier for a thousand years.

He'a a Catholic, a Hindu, an Atheist, a Jain,
A Buddhist and a Baptist and a Jew.
And he knows he shouldn't kill,
And he knows he always will,
Kill you for me my friend and me for you.

And he's fighting for Canada,
He's fighting for France,
He's fighting for the USA,
And he's fighting for the Russians,
And he's fighting for Japan,
And he thinks we'll put an end to war this way.

And he's fighting for Democracy,
He's fighting for the Reds,
He says it's for the peace of all.
He's the one who must decide,
Who's to live and who's to die,
And he never sees the writing on the wall.

But without him,
How would Hitler have condemned him at Labau?
Without him Caesar would have stood alone,
He's the one who gives his body
As a weapon of the war,
And without him all this killing can't go on.

He's the Universal Soldier and he really is to blame,
His orders come from far away no more,
They come from here and there and you and me,
And brothers can't you see,
This is not the way we put an end to war.
-Donovan

On Freedom

You shall be free indeed when your days are not without a care nor your nights without a want and a grief,
But rather when these things girdle your life and yet you rise above them naked and unbound...
And if it is a despot you would dethrone, see first that his throne erected within you is destroyed.
For how can a tyrant rule the free and the proud, but for a tyranny in their own freedom and a shame in their own pride?
And if it is a care you would cast off, that care has been chosen by you rather than imposed upon you.
And if it is a fear you would dispel, the seat of that fear is in your heart and not in the hand of the feared.
-Omar Khalil Gibran (1883-1931)
The Prophet

Patterns

The night sets softly
With the hush of falling leaves,
Casting shivering shadows
On the houses through the trees,
And the light from a street lamp
Paints a pattern on my wall,
Like the pieces of a puzzle
Or a child's uneven scrawl.

Up a narrow flight of stairs
In a narrow little room,
As I lie upon my bed
In the early evening gloom.
Impaled on my wall
My eyes can dimly see
The pattern of my life
And the puzzle that is me.

From the moment of my birth
To the instant of my death,
There are patterns I must follow
Just as I must breathe each breath.
Like a rat in a maze
The path before me lies,
And the pattern never alters
Until the rat dies.

And the pattern still remains
On the wall where darkness fell,
And it's fitting that it should,
For in darkness I must dwell.
Like the color of my skin,
Or the day that I grow old,
My life is made of patterns
That can scarcely be controlled.
- Simon and Garfunkel

Invictus

Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.

In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.

Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.

It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll.
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.

- William Ernest Henley

Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening

Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.

My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.

He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound's the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
- Robert Frost (1874-1963)