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X motive pentru care urasc Bucurestiul in sezonul rece

11 Dec

Bucuresti, Decembrie, toarna cu galeata peste zapada felscaita | Stimati posesori de cizme de cauciuc, friendly reminder: purtati cizme de cauciuc. Daca va e frica sa calcati prin balti cu ele, descaltati-va si purtati sandale, dati cizmele cuiva care stie sa le foloseasca si nu va mai blocati in dreptul singurului petec de asfalt umed, nescufundat in mocirla. Pe acolo trebuie sa treaca toti cei care nu au minunatele cizme de cauciuc in picioare.

In continuare, o lista de chestii care ma scot din sarite constant si imi tulbura zen-ul alaturi de alte entry-uri care ii enerveaza pe prietenii mei. Feel free sa contribuiti cu altele prin comentarii:

– momentul ala cand e super frig afara si cand ajungi intr-un final intr-un loc mai calduros, te izbeste un miros inconfundabil de umezeala + transpiratie;

– momentul ala cand te bucuri ca ajungi din punctul A in B fara sa-ti scoata cineva ochii cu umbrela;

– momentul in care tocmai iti pui manusile peste mainile amortite de frig si fix atunci suna telefonul;

– momentul cand butoanele de la lift nu merg apasate prin manusi (in blocul meu trebuie sa simta degetul sau nu porneste);

– momentul ala cand sub stratul fin de zapada zac rahatii de caine inca neinghetati;

– momentul ala cand se apropie sarbatorile si iti dai seama ca majoritatea prietenilor tai sunt din provincie (&evident ca se duc acasa de Craciun);

– momentul ala cand e sarbatoare in tot orasul si suni la toate nr de taxiuri cunoscute, intri pe toate aplicatiile posibile si pana la urma ajungi in strada, poate poate asa prinzi ceva;

– momentul ala cand e atat de frig afara ca ti se inchide telefonul, desi are 20% baterie;

– momentul ala cand nu-ti mai simti extremitatile si te lovesti/impiedici/zgarii … ca mai apoi sa te intrebi de unde-au aparut toate vanataile;

– momentul ala cand intri la caldura dupa ce ai inghetat bocna si incepi sa te dezgheti usor apoi incepe sa te manance pielea de nu stii cum sa infigi unghiile mai adanc sa te scarpini si iti vine sa iei orice obiect ascutit aflat la indemana, doar doar ti-oi calma mancarimile;

– momentul ala cand asculti colinde de sf Andrei si stii ca e ceva in neregula cu societatea asta;

– momentul ala cand te imbraci frumos si trebuie sa ajungi undeva dar trebuie sa mergi pe jos si la prima intersectie o masina in viteza iti redecoreaza tinuta cu stropi de noroi si zapada flescaita;

– brazii impodobiti kitsch;

– suprasaturarea orasului cu decoratiuni de Craciun sclipicioase, inutile si neasortate;

to be continued

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Sex & dating online. Tinder vol 1.

22 Oct

Dupa ce te saturi de high-school sweetheart, de relatii care te-au dat peste cap si te-au lasat de-a-ndoaselea, de iubiti nepotriviti alaturi de care ai petrecut mai mult timp decat necesar, de spring flings devenite uneori summer crushes ajungi la concluzia ca viata e prea scurta pentru experiente mediocre si crezi ca ar fi cazul sa incerci ceva nou. sau poate doar te-ai plictisit de cotidian si te gandesti ca vrei ceva proaspat si usor care sa-ti condimenteze timpul liber.

*am scris sex in titlu ca sa atrag  atentia, yes, blame me, moving on.

Hai sa zicem ca alegi sa-ti instalezi Tinder.

Pentru cine are lucruri serioase de facut si nu-si pierde vremea cu ultimele aplicatii populare in App Store sau pentru cine nu da doi bani pe interactiunile online….sau de ce nu chiar si pentru cei care vor sa gaseasca o modalitate noua sa se simta bine, o sa explic pe scurt filozofia Tinder si apoi, pe larg, pe cine gasesti acolo (treaba care se va intinde pe cateva articole).

skip this daca ai deja Tinder instalat:

1. Instalezi aplicatia si o sincronizezi cu facebook, iti preia numele, varsta si pozele (probabil si alte date dubioase dar deh, macar nu posteaza in locul tau) – dintre albumele publice iti alegi cateva poze care sa fie folosite pe Tinder. Daca pe FB ai varsta ascunsa, sa stii ca pe Tinder iti apare.

2. Selectezi criteriile de cautare – pe o raza de maxim 160 km, varsta intre 18 si 50 si apoi sexul, M, F sau M&F.

apoi, spor la treaba. Voi detalia experienta din prisma unei femei care a selectat doar barbati in filtrul de cautare:

3. iti apar poze cu diversi indivizi, sub prima poza Numele si Varsta, numarul de prieteni in comun si numarul de interese in comun.

4. sub poza, doua butoane. X si Inima. Daca stii ce vrei, alegi una din ele si treci la urmatorul.

5. te intereseaza mai multe poze, da click pe prima poza sau pe i-ul albastru dintre X si Inima, asa ti se deschide profilul lui Fat Frumos.

aflii urmatoarele: – distanta dintre tine si Tinderel

– acum cat timp Tinderel dadea like-uri altor femei (last active)

– scurta naratiune despre Tinderel, mai mult sau mai putin autentica

6. Swipe right & left ca sa navighezi prin pozele publice si sa te hotarasti daca dai sau nu inimioara. Acum ai optiunea in dreapta sus.

7. Daca revii in ecranul principal cu click pe “Done” ai a treia optiune ca sa te decizi – Swipe stanga = NU, Swipe dreapta = DA.

8. si tot asa, tagadam pas pas tagadam pas pas, navigam printre profilele de Feti Frumosi autohtoni si straini. Cand la randul lui Tinderel ti-a dat inima, IT’S A MATCH! De acum, va puteti vraji pe chat.

*Nu iti apare cine ti-a dat like decat atunci cand si tu i-ai dat si automat se face MATCH-ul, iar pe FB nu apare nimic.

Ce asteptari ai de la aplicatia asta si cum te porti vis-a-vis de aceste asteptari? That’s your own fucking business. Poti sa cunosti oameni noi pentru o relatie, pentru conversatii inteligente, pentru intalniri promiscue, pentru party, pentru business matters, pentru un sfat si o vorba buna, pentru caterinca, pentru conversatii la miezul noptii cand te plictisesti si, evident, ca sa nu te mai simti singur cand prietenii tai sunt in oras si interactioneaza cu alti semeni in carne si oase.

Pentru doamne si domnite mai mult sau mai putin sigure de calitatile pe care le poseda, Tinder poate fi si o modalitate prin care sa capete curaj si sa treaca de la stadiul de gasca fandosita la cel de pisica rasfatata. Glumesc. Ma bucur cand aud de experiente pozitive, mai ales cand iti creste stima de sine cu fiecare match nou format. Dar doamnele mele, nu va mintiti singure. Fiti mandre de cine sunteti, iubiti-va si fiti frumoase inside & out fara validarea din partea masculilor cu dereglari hormonale si un smartphone aproape. Cautati experiente autentice si stabiliti-va clar ce vreti de la viata (si de la Tinder).

Cel mai important, nu uitati ca viata se traieste dincolo de ecran. Oricat de print sau cersetor e Tinderel al vostru, ganditi-va ca inainte de toate a da sau nu un like dupa cateva poze si o descriere e foarte superficial.

Conteaza aspectul? Da. Conteaza personalitate? Si mai da.

E misto si usor sa vanezi barbati pe Tinder. Te uiti la poze, esti super selectiva, ii numeri nasturii deschisi la camasa, patratelele lucrate la sala, analizezi tunsoarea, postura, conjunctura pozelor, cataloghezi imediat ce stil de barbat ai intalnit si daca nu te-ai decis inca, mai citesti odata descrierea. “In town for the weekend, looking to have fun” … well fuck it printeso, e deja duminica seara. Hai mai fata, respira adanc si adu-ti aminte ca te-a inzestrat Dumnezeu cu ceva ce barbatii n-au. Intuitie feminina. Pune-o la treaba si lasa viata sa-si urmeze cursul. Primul impuls e de multe ori corect. Daca ii dai like nu te futi cu el intr-o ora, nu te rapeste si te duce in Dubai, nu esti nici macar obligata sa ii raspunzi la mesaj.

Dar, cum faci ce vrei cu viata ta, poti fi oricat de pretentioasa doresti. Din marea de barbati in care te scalzi, ajungi sa colectionezi cativa in sectiunea de chat. Consideri ca ai facut primul pas, asa ca te asezi frumos la o barfa cu fetele si astepti mesaje. De acolo inainte, ii dai ocazia sa te vrajeasca. De la un like – sa te convinga sa iesiti, de la o ieseala – sa devina Fat Frumos. Sau, de ce nu, dupa ce s-a deranjat sa iti scrie, sa il ignori cu nonsalanta si sa nu raspunzi la mesaj. Your call, my dear, barbatii sunt barbati si te vor suprinde. Le raspunzi cum ai chef.

Vorbesti cu prietenele tale despre cate match-uri aveti, le comparati cantitativ si calitativ, inventariati match-urile comune si, to make things more fun, faceti schimb de telefoane si va faceti match-uri reciproc. Pana si prietenii vostri barbati sunt intrigati de aplicatie si iti cer telefonul sa verifice concurenta.

In primele cateva zile dupa ce folosesti aplicatia, probabil te vor coplesi interactiunile. Iesi pe centru si ti se pare ca toti trecatorii care-ti atrag atentia sunt tipii de pe Tinder. Barmanul? Aveti match. Tipul care sta rezemat de perete? Match. Baiatul care isi aprinde alene o tigara si vorbeste cu un amic? Match. Gagiul care infuleca din saorma in timp ce se scarpina cu cheile de la Q7? – i-ai dat X, dar inainte ai facut un printscreen.

Am strans cateva zeci de poze care spun povesti mai mult sau mai putin amuzante. Poze care, analizate superficial, genereaza niste stereotipuri pe care le intalnim zilnic. Majoritatea oamenilor de pe Tinder sunt foarte normali. Sunt ca noi. Generatia de tineri carora le place sa socializeze si sa experimenteze. Oameni cu preocupari variate, mai mult sau mai putin egocentrice, mai mult sau mai putin interesante. Mai ziceam eu intr-un alt articol ca gusturile nu se judeca, dar de discutat…se discuta la greu. Imi place, nu-mi place, ce fraier, ce cocalar, ce arogant…da, de discutat si de pus etichete toti facem asta, dar haideti sa ne abtinem de la a judeca alegerile personale dincolo de aceste etichete. E cocalar, cineva il iubeste si asa. E arogant, poate are un motiv bun.

Punem etichete, incadram in stereotipuri, dar le lasam oamenilor posibilitatea sa iasa din ele si sa si le schimbe.  In fond, cand o sa va gasiti prietenii apropiati pe Tinder veti intelege ce zic. La prima vedere, dupa analiza pozelor si descrierii i-ati incadra intr-un tipar despre care va dati seama ca e fals doar pentru ca ii stiti pe tipii respectivi de ani buni. Colegi de scoala, fosti iubiti, tipi din facultate, oameni intalniti pe la party-uri, vedete…odata ce gasiti primele fete cunoscute o sa va dati seama cat de superficiala e toata Tindereala asta si poate ii mai dati o sansa tipului care si-a tras un selfie cu ochelari de soare in oglinda. Maybe he’s a good guy too.

Daca eu m-am plictisit deja de scris, mai mult ca sigur ca v-ati plictisit si voi de citit. Pana data viitoare, mai strang povesti. Mai colectionez barbati. superficial, pentru amuzamentul si delectarea cititorilor. Ca sa nu fiu bitchy pana la capat, promit sa le cenzurez identitatea fara sa pierd esenta pozei. Promit sa va gasesc stereotipuri amuzante si sa nu va spun nimic daca ma indragostesc pe parcurs. Cred ca dragostea aia misto e departe de online, dar promit sa nu mint in fata altarului daca ne-am cunoscut pe Tinder.

After all, let life surprise you.

Daca v-am plictisit si vi s-a facut foame va prezint ultimele parizere lustruite din rafturile de supermarket.

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Insights on an extreme lifestyle

10 Jul

The imaginary story of a RBR rider

Let me tell you a story…

You open your eyes and wake up, at once with the sunrise. You open the window and breathe…the fresh mountain air fills your lungs and you feel that this is no ordinary day, the same thing your heart already knows. Your blood runs faster, you feel the adrenaline tickling the tip of your fingers and all you think about is that, soon enough, your hands will hit the gas. It’s the first day at Red Bull Romaniacs.

You dreamed of yourself on the prologue track today, you rode like a God over the obstacles and you finished first. For how many of you is that true? How many had to face another reality, crashing into the loose roots and rocks or falling from the ramps? …actually it doesn’t matter, your dream was good enough to give you the confidence boost you need to start the day. You will do everything you can to reach that goal and make the best of it.

Walking to the paddock you see normal people looking up to you, waving, winking and nodding at your presence…do they know how you feel? Do they see the excitement? The fear? What kind of emotions do you let hit the surface? You shake them off and FOCUS. you put your equipment on and, with a confident smilew, you pull the helmet over your face and say a silent prayer.

The bike is there, waiting for you – for many just an object they admire, for you is part of your soul. BALANCE – that’s what you need, that’s what she gives you. You need riding to live, you need to escape from the city into the forest as often as you can, it’s your passion and you made it a lifestyle. Riding gives your life a balance you never thought you’ll find and you’re forever grateful to those who first showed you how to handle and drive a bike.

Since then, you came a long way and now you’re at the start line of world’s toughest enduro rallye, Red Bull Romaniacs. You look around and you see riders you’ve admired ever since your first connection with this sport, extreme legends like Graham Jarvis, Chris Birch, Paul Bolton or Andreas Lettenbichler. It fills your heart with pride to ride with them in the same competition and you can see your name next to theirs in the future.

The crowd around you is loud as ever. And there are so many people that you don’t even try to count. You feel them looking at you, throwing expectations and judging every move, even though they probably have no idea how it feels to be in your place or what it takes to get to the point where you stand. Shake off every emotion, tune down the music around, the MC and the people cheering around you. You woke up with a plan and now you have to FOCUS and make it through the race.

It’s your turn. Feel the blood rushing in your cheeks? Feel your hand clenching the gas? Feel your feet trembling on the pedals? GO! It’s your turn to prove a point, you’ve been training hard to get fit and find your BALANCE. The time you spent with your bike now shows off and you get together perfectly – she moves the way you want, you pull the hand-guards, hit the gas, adjust your posture and get over every obstacle! You tune in to the people cheering around – do they call your name? Do they admire you? Envy you? Did everyone see how good you rode? – Don’t. You fell. You lost the focus and the balance for a moment and crashed, but that’s ok, get back on the bike and don’t mind about the others until the end of it, they will still cheer for you when you make it to the finish line!

In the end it was a good day. You made it, you’re proud of yourself. The bike is ready for tomorrow, but are you? Will the forest be your friend or enemy? Will the bike listen or will you get in a fight? Will you crash? Will you get lost? Will it rain? Will someone surpass you?
Tune out your thoughts like you did earlier and go to bed.
Tomorrow is the second day of Red Bull Romaniacs.

*Balance & Focus – keywords inspired by Wade Young

You never liked mornings to begin with, but who does? It’s too early for a lot of things, but not for riding. A true riders makes compromises and trades sleeping late for success. Will this be a good day? You’re confused. The weather is great, the bike is ready, your body recovered from yesterday’s prologue and it’s eager to get moving, so you’re all nervous!
You’ve TRAINED hard for this race and so the game begins. Mind and body, they’re all shaping up for a long day of riding.
You’re hungry for success? First eat your carbs. That’s right! Number one rule of the morning, for a good pace and longtime energy you should get your carbs fix at least half an hour before the start.
Rest a little before completing the second important rule of the morning. Get your blood running and do a little cardio to get your heart used to the physical effort. Don’t over do it and if you skip it, try to make the first part of the race your training zone so don’t push it too hard, or you’ll regret it later when your liver will start questioning your body with severe aches. Hydrate, hydrate, hydrate, get your vitamins, electrolites or whatever your body needs to run the mile. NUTRITION is a fundamental step of an overall good training: all the best riders know what, when and how to eat properly in order to help their body in a race and avoid exhaustion.

*Training and nutrition tips from Dani Otil and Russel White

Some questions from yesterday still cross your mind now and then: you still wonder how the forest will be like, how will the bike behave, but no matter the odds, you know that once you hit the gas you can only go forward. You’re not trained to lose, neither to give up.

It’s been a while since you’ve been in a tough competition like Romaniacs, probably a year since the last edition of RBR, so you know how things go from this point. Four more days in the woods and more than 500 km later you have to climb the Gusterița hill and claim your prize. It’s a race that challenges your body and mind the same. Impossible obstacles lose their fierceness when your race enemies rush from behind, your teeth clench and your eyes narrow when you’re on the bike wrestling with a steep climb, going left-right-left-right avoiding the trees. Did you make it to the top whole? Did you fall and break something? Did your engine drown in the quest? I don’t know, I wasn’t there, but I bet you did a great job with it…i mean, you’ve trained so hard, now it shows off!
You can see the finish line getting closer and all the focus fades away after your mind starts throwing questions at your sore body: who finished first? Who surpassed me on that descent? Who’s left to beat tomorrow to get the biggest prize? Did I miss any part of the track? -“silly me, i followed the GPS all along, of course I’m fine!” Insecure subconscious

The crowd waits impacient for your finish and you see them narrowing the circle with microphones, cameras… they’re all ears for what you have to say…but do you know what to say? You don’t even remember where you’ve been through at the moment, you saw forest, hills, mountain peaks, beautiful landscapes and painful obstacles. How was your day though? – Fine. It was amazing, hard but beautiful, incredible views and difficult impediments to overcome. You made it whole to the finish line, you can do it again tomorrow, your bike needs a quick therapy then she’s like new!
Was the day like yours for everyone? You have no idea how many things happen while you think you and your bike are all that matter!
The photographers scratch their knees and elbows to get the best shot of your jump, the reporters run from rider to rider to get all the stories ready for tonight’s news, the mechanics work their a**es off to help you and your team mates, packing, unpacking, fixing you, fixing the bike then going to the next interest point to see if you’re all good, the organisers try to keep everything running smooth and greet every problem with professionalism, solving them as soon as possible.

There’s always room for help in a competition like this, but sometimes it’s simply amazing how the right people in the right place can save a life….even if it belongs to a horse, yes, a HORSE! – Chatting with our brasilian friends who booked a tour for these days we came across this beautiful humanitarian story. While they passed a nearby village, they saw two people gathered around a hole where a horse fell and couldn’t get out. They jumped to the rescue right away, so no pictures were made of the moment, however, I’m sure that those locals and the horse will see the future riders passing their home with different opinion. They’re good people, loving nature and protecting as much of it as they can while enjoying this extreme sport.

How did my day end? I was on my way to the media room to write a new story for you, but I made a detour by the local hospital when Dave called and asked me to hurry there and check on Luke and Blake, two unlucky british riders. Luke Copestake, prologue expert single class winner, had severe lower back pain after crashing in the prologue and hitting it again today, he can barely sit down, however it’s just a muscle injury and nothing’s broken, besides a swollen behind/a**.
ER sum up:
Doc: what happened with you?
Luke: i fell and hit my back.
Doc: ok, sit down.
Luke: I can’t!
Blake Summers was even more unfortunate, he caught his right foot between the bike and a big stone and sprained a few joints inside his foot. After we raced a little with the wheelchair on the ER hallway, we went into the doctor’s office:
Doc: “what’s wrong with you now? I mean, you’re a rider, of course that SOMETHING’s wrong with you!!! Anything besides that? ”
That was a short visit though, Blake jumped like a crazy bunny from the wheelchair to the car, arriving faster than normal I think!

A lot of ice, some medication, or better yet, the miracle cream of Russel White will help them both recover, and if it really does wonders, to get back on the bike tomorrow, the third day at Red Bull Romaniacs!

To hell and back

…well it wasn’t exactly going to hell, but the road to Petrosani and back was gruesome enough! How can Romania be the land of so many contrasts? Did you have enough time to notice this or was the race so tiring that you only had eyes for the pillow after it?
No one will argue with you about the beauty of romanian landscape, especially when you cross the most beautiful part of it (in my opinion)- Parang mountains with lake Vidra and the surroundings look like an all natural paradise. Do you realise how lucky you are to see places some people only dream of? To pass lands where some don’t even dare to walk?
My opinion? – I think you have to go through hell to reach paradise. It’s lost somewhere in the mountains and a few lucky people in this world dare to find lost paradises far away from civilisation, wandering the lands, seeing breathtaking places and going beyond their limits trying to accomplish every quest with success, passing all the obstacles in their way.
Were you one of these people or the only breathtaking experience was the exhaustion from three days riding in the forests?
It was real hard enduro to go to Petrosani and back to Sibiu, reaching 2500 m altitude on your way and some of the riders didn’t make it back on the bike. Lucky or not, you came back whole, but the race starts to feel deep down in your bones. Your muscles ache, you feel completely sore once you reach the finish line and relax a little. Your hands are hard and hurt, your body a little bruised, your legs tired and your mind is questioning your stamina to complete another day of racing tomorrow.

The grim looking town of Petrila was once again animated by the riders who climbed and descended the old building of a communist coal mine industry who used to sustain the whole area. Those times are long gone, the locals try to move on, but you can feel the sadness in their eyes and in their homes. Events such as Romaniacs point out perfectly how treasures stay hidden in remote areas, how amazing landscapes could be promoted into large business, if only everything around there didn’t look so 50 years ago!

The same thing works for the road to Petrosani and back, on the under contruction route of TransAlpina, the highest road in Romania. Before you reach the altitude of approx 2000 m in the Obarsia Lotrului area, down in the valley near Sugag, you could see packs of cars parked by the road and small colourful heads between the trees near by. Stop and walk around for two minutes, follow the noise and you’ll see things you wouldn’t imagine to happen so close to the road. Brave riders going up and down the steep hills did a great show for those who knew when to stop and where to sit for the best view. Some of them got lost on the way, some got injured, some had problems with the bike: Alfredo Gomez reached the service point without brakes, so he was a point of interest going down without them on such steep descents!

The third day explored the mountains of Parang and Lotrioara, with a finish line in the Olt Valley, near the brink of the river. Some of the riders complained about the fog they encountered in the alpine zone above 2000 m elevation: they couldn’t admire the view, moreover they got lost on the way! Everyone had a nice surprise from Romaniacs’ top track manager, the rain, the one who spiced up the competition during the third day of riding in the forst!

The worst accidents of the day? From what you’ve seen and what we’ve heard there was a close left turn somewhere on the track and on the best line there was a huge hole in which at least 10 riders fell and got injured. Your heart skipped a beat when you thought you’ll go down too, but you actually managed to stay on track!

One more day. Does it sound good? You’ve learned by now not to judge to quickly when it comes to what Martin Freinadametz considers an easier day!
Breathe deep and go to bed. One more day to go until you complete your goal, finishing the anniversay 10’th edition of Red Bull Romaniacs!

This show mustn’t go on.

25 Jul

Zi de zi, televiziune de televiziune, ziar de ziar, blog de blog, tara asta se umple de acuze aruncate de ici colo, cu varii tinte.
O tara de jucatori, mascarici, papusari si marionete…sa-mi scuzati obraznicia, dar o tara de SPECTATORI de cine altcineva ar putea fi condusa?
Oameni buni, daca doriti o schimbare, schimbati-va mai intai pe voi. Nu mai spargeti seminte metaforice in timp ce altii decid pentru voi si va fac neamul de ras. Nu-ti place ceva, arata cu degetul, spune clar si tare ca te deranjeaza, si daca te pricepi, vino cu o solutie.
Personal, mi-am promis ca nu voi pleca din Romania pana nu voi face ceva sa fie mai bine, oricat de neinsemnat, dar un bine sa fie. Sincer, sper sa nu plec niciodata definitiv, sa ma intorc in tara constant, pentru ca e minunata si o iubesc.

I want your attention because you need my vote!

21 Jul

When I say 29 July, I recall some awesome memories. However, this year will be an awkward day, and I HATE the politicians for ruining it with the referendum for impeaching the president. I don’t know that much about politics, I may not speak accurate about it but I speak justified for the sake of this one right we have that politicians forget the first; let’s call it the “HELLo, I leave here!”-right.

Yes, HELLo dear politicians, I live here. I am young and confused, I don’t know what to vote on 29’th July, because you kind of ruined every good thing i thought of you (USL) and you don’t give a shit about making yourself look better in front of us (PDL). I can vote YES and say goodbye to Basescu, I can vote NO, and keep him there for some time.

As far as I feel now, If I vote YES, something I want to do actually, I feel I’m leaving my beloved Romania in the hands of some young leaders who, not knowing what do to with so much power, will take the worst advice possible from their “political parents” or start fighting over that power and tear democracy apart. I really fear that, recently.

I want Basescu out, he was no good, but he could have been worse. However, I am not convinced that what will come after him will be better. I want Basescu out, but I also want an alternative to USL, a fresh new one, I want to see people I believe in, people I can trust, people that discuss real politics, not just plagiarism bullshit or European Union self-made problems (problems which they wouldn’t have if they discussed real politics!!!)

I want that the politicians can understand this: If i vote YES, I’m saying goodbye Basescu, not Hello USL.

On the other hand, if I vote NO, and keep Basescu in place, he’s not going to be there long, because at the next proper elections people will want to see a change. Still, he has enough time, that under the pressure of UE, to make things worse for Romanian people.

If I refuse to go and vote or vote blank, considering the local habits, I think my vote will actually go to either yes or no, to whomever has more money involved there, and in the case i don’t go, others will vote for me and I DON’T have the right to complain about politics anymore.

I love my country, but with this vote I feel I’m rescuing a poor, sick and wounded animal from a master who keeps it strangled in a leash and taking him, feeding it to the starving wolves.

I told you already, Hello, I leave here. Now to translate it to you, corrupt, selfish, greedy politicians, HELL-NO, I don’t want you here!

PS: If you ask yourself why I wrote this post in English, it’s because you don’t deserve to talk or be talked to in such a beautiful language like Romanian, your lies and lack of common sense or decency outrage me, and I don’t want to poison our beautiful words by swearing at you.

 

 

 

Viata de blonda. episodul RATB

21 Jul

Blonda-i blonda peste tot, ca-i club, ca-i facultate, ca-i piata… deci nici bus-ul nu face exceptie. Dupa o saptamana in care am mers zilnic cu ratb-ul, uneori si de 5-6 ori pe zi, platind de fiecare data, azi mi-am luat amenda.

Nu va mai spun ca aproape lesini de cald in orice vehicul, am mers pana la aeroport intr-o zi si credeam ca sunt in sauna…in 30 de minute efectiv aveam pantalonii uzi, si toata lumea in jurul meu era la fel, pentru ca, desigur, instalatiile de aer conditionat sunt mai mult stricate. Asta ca sa va faceti o idee in ce conditii se circula la suprafata in Bucuresti, la mijlocul lui iulie.

Revenind la povestea mea, azi m-am plimbat cu 300 de mi s-a acrit. Intr-un final, dupa lungi si obositoare peripetii extenuante (care au avut loc toata saptamana), asteptam dragut un 300 la piata Victoriei. Ca de obicei, un barbat se uita mai mult decat insistent la sanii mei, absolut fara jena, iar daca nu venea autobuzul jur ca-i trageam una. Ma urc frumos si ma asez, incerc sa nu ma mai gandesc ca soarele imi arde piele chiar si prin geamurile umbrite de reclame exterioare ale autobuzului, consolandu-ma cu gandul ca in 15 minute sunt acasa, fac un dus si dorm putin. N-ai sa vezi asa noroc.

Fix inainte de ultima statie, pam-pam: controlul. Acel “pot sa vad legitimatia dvs de calatorie” a fost ca o palma bine plasata pe obrazul meu. Am uitat, pur si simplu, sa validez acel card cretin cand m-am urcat in bus. Le-am spus ca am incercat sa o fac si n-a mers, mi-au explicat ca in alte conditii scapam mai usor, dar “bla bla acum nu se poate” si ca trebuie sa platesc amenda. Nu voi plati niciodata pe loc, pentru ca nu stiu daca banii aia chiar se duc la ratb si nu in buzunarul controlorilor, deci am ales amenda cealalta, care este 150 de lei dupa ultimele informatii. N-am semnat-o si n-o s-o platesc, astept sa ma prezint la proces sa-i explic si judecatorului ce zi am avut. Nu ma iarta, dar macar ii tin din treaba.

Concluzii: Oricat de obositi ati fi, daca totusi calatoriti cinstit, nu fiti tampiti si validati cardul la urcarea in bus. Nu faceti ca mine.

Facebook poate sa astepte, nu-l mai verificati de fiecare data, insistent, cand va urcati intr-un mijloc de transport. Nu faceti ca mine.

Si da, azi am plans pentru ca sunt proasta. Cred ca tre sa-mi schimb culoarea la par.

 

 

 

Romania, BestJobs si concursuri trisate.

9 Jun

Cum poti sti daca o echipa triseaza intr-un concurs? ei bine,nu prea poti, singuri care ar avea sanse sa dezvaluie asta sunt organizatorii, tu poti doar sa semnalezi lucrurile dubioase, care sar in ochi la prima vedere… Cu toate astea, nu voi acuza pe nimeni ca a trisat la concurs si a castigat in consecinta, va voi povesti, din punctul meu de vedere cum a fost concursul American Dream Team de la Bestjobs, mai ales pentru ca voi, toti cei care ne-ati sustinut cu atata indarjire timp de o luna meritati o explicatie. Nu se poate sa nu va spun din culise cum am adunat noi voturile si ce alte observatii am facut legate de echipa adversa 🙂

Inainte de a incepe toata povestirea, va rog ca la final sa-mi lasati un comentariu cu parerea voastra sincera despre tot ce s-a intamplat, si cu alte lucruri pe care le-ati observat si mie mi-au scapat.

BestJobs a organizat acest concurs pentru echipe formate din 5 persoane, care trebuia sa posteze zilnic articole si sa le dea mai departe catre prieteni si cunoscuti pentru a aduna zilnic, timp de o luna, voturile care le vor aduce victoria. Noi am fost 5 de la inceput, dar pana sa confirme fiecare locul in echipa(desi cererea fusese trimisa) cele care erau deja confirmate postasera articole si adunasera voturi, voturi care au fost taiate in momentul in care a confirmat urmatorul sau ultimul membru al echipei. (lucru nespecificat in regulament)

Strategia noastra a fost sa ne impartim sarcinile, iar in fiecare zi o fata din echipa sa posteze 10 articole, pe care ulterior toate 5 le dadeam mai departe prietenilor nostri pe Facebook, prin postari pe wall si mesaje private. Nu stiu exact de celelalte, dar dintre prietenii mei (~1500) doar vreo 20 maxim au votat in FIECARE zi, iar din partea altor 3-400 am obtinut voturi mai rar, cand i-am rugat in mod expres sa voteze. Tot in ceea ce ma priveste, am postat mesaje prin care sa ii rog sa ne voteze pe toti membri grupurilor de pe facebook din care faceam parte si am fost placut surprinsa sa vad cum oameni pe care nu ii cunosc personal si-au rupt cateva minute sa intre pe site si sa ne voteze. Astfel, in unele zile adunam mai mult, in altele mai putin, dar constant, si ziua si noaptea, voturile noastre cresteau. Acelasi lucru si ritm de crestere l-am observat la contracandidatele noastre de la SATC NY, care posibil adunau voturile in acelasi fel. Pentru o perioada ne-a fost greu sa ne luptam cu ele, si credeam ca vom fi mereu la un punctaj apropiat, dar se pare ca strategia anterioara a avut efect si ne-am distantat la cateva mii de voturi datorita prietenilor de pe Facebook, din toate grupurile din care facem parte.

Cu aprox 10 zile inainte sa se incheie concursul, apare aceasta echipa, “nascuti pentru victorie”, care urca rapid in clasament, depasind si 3000 de voturi zilnic. Acest lucru ne-a dat de banuit dupa o vreme cand intr-o dimineata ne trezim ca au ajuns pe locul 3, asa, de nicaieri. M-am decis sa le verific voturile articol cu articol, mai ales pentru ca sustinatorul nostru, Alex, mi-a atras atentia ca si el le-a urmarit ritmul de crestere si a observat asa: dupa o perioada de stagnare foarte lunga, voturile lor cresteau in cateva cu ore cu cel putin o mie doua de voturi, multe in acelasi timp, lucru pe care nu l-am observat nici atunci cand echipa mea a convins multe persoane sa voteze rapid intr-o perioada de timp. Noi nu am putut obtine o asa crestere pentru ca 10 voturi ici 10 voturi colo necesita anterior o munca de convingere din partea noastra si una de explicare a procesului de votare, lucru care ia mai mult timp. Reiau, primul lucru care ni s-a parut dubios a fost cresterea mare si imediata a voturilor echipei concurente.

Am facut un mic research despre membrii echipei respective. 5 persoane, 2 familii si inca un tip. Am aflat de pe youtube ca Petre Marta Cristina a fost prinsa folosind un sistem informatic pentru a trisa la un concurs. video aici – urmariti si comentariile

Al doilea lucru pe care l-am aflat despre Florin Marta, este ca a participat la multe alte concursuri online, insa cel de la Jameson(<click pt video)  ne-a atras atentia, din cauza urmatorului comentariu: “aici ori e mana diavolului, ori e mana haker -ului. cum se poate ca peste noapte sa sari la 2000 de like-uri. Daca te-ai fi oprit la 500-600-700 poate nu era atat de evident. Nici macar Justin Bieber nu are un raport asa mare de eficienta, 2,809 de vizualizari si 2,064 de like-uri. ah, si cum se face ca din atat de multi oameni care au indragit acest film si au dat like, nu au postat nici un comentariu.adinacstanescu 4 months ago

Ce era sa mai facem? Din moment ce ei adunau voturi atat de repede si atat de multe, ne-am gandit ca au in spate o sustinere ridicata, probabil sunt persoane foarte populare si au multi prieteni pe Facebook si asa…..ei bine, surpriza a fost ca in momentul in care le-am verificat profilele, am descoperit urmatoarele: Florin Marta- 541 prieteni, Adryan Tocileanu – 103 prieteni, Valeriu Bogdan – 2456, Vali Bogdan- 590 prieteni, mult mai putini decat ne asteptam sa fie. Ca idee de comparatie, noi avem:  Roxi Lazar – 1500, Oana Moraru – 1031, Corina Oana – 653.

Apoi, le-am verificat postarile. In prima zi au postat 33 de articole, apoi la 1-2 zile cate 10 pe zi. Dupa cum am observat la echipa noastra si la echipa SATC, voturile noi erau acordate celor mai recente articole postate. In schimb, in echipa celor “nascuti pentru victorie”, voturile pentru articolele recente erau foarte mici, in schimb, pe masura ce treceau zilele, voturile de la prima zi de concurs se mareau din ce in ce mai mult, si tot asa catre ziua cea mai recenta. Personal, nu inteleg cum s-a intamplat asta, poate ca fanii lor nu functioneaza dupa acelasi sistem ca al nostru :)))) uitati-va si singuri aici, dati in jos pana la inceputul concursului lor sa vedeti cum sunt impartite voturile.

Ca sa nu mai lungesc aiurea povestea, ne-au depasit in ultimele 3 ore ale concursului si asa am pierdut munca depusa de sute de oameni timp de o luna, in a ne sustine. Nu pot decat sa le multumesc din suflet pentru ajutor sustinatorilor, iar tuturor celor care citesc acest articol, sa ii rog sa judece singuri prin ce-am trecut noi in ultima saptamana si sa isi spuna parerea sincer, sa ne explice daca este posibil cum au facut sa castige cei anterior numiti, pentru ca eu personal nu imi pot da seama.

De asemenea, daca mai cunoasteti alte lucruri legate de contracandidatii nostri sau orice alte informatii folositoare, lasati intr-un comentariu toate informatiile, iar daca organizatorii citesc acest lucru, ii rugam sa ne lamureasca despre cum s-a desfasurat concursul in amanunt, si cum au reusit acestia sa castige, in cat timp/persoana au adunat voturile si de la cate pers in ansamblu

Multumesc tuturor pentru ca ati citit si dati mai departe povestea noastra daca vi se pare interesanta!!