Monthly Archives: June 2009

A tale

Once upon a time there was a tale.
The tale was rather cruel

Because it was nude

and rude…

Once upon a time there was a man

He loved a girl…

And a girl loved him…

They loved and loved and loved

But then she saw another man

She did not like him

But he did like her

They met in a blisterring cold in the shades of forrest, he asked for milk the girl was carrying.

“I am thirsty and hungry, would you please give me some milk” – he asked.

“Yes, sure sir” – was her reply and she poured him some milk. Thank you he said and looked into her eyes. She walked away and he walked away.

When she got back, she thought of that hungry man. There was something annoying about him, but she did not tell about it to her man. And they loved eachother. The days have passed and weeks have passed. And they loved. However, she started to think more and more about the man she met in forrest. Then, she decided to visit the place again. She went, but there was nobody. She sat on the log and gazed into mist, which was falling on the forrest. She was sad and could not understand what was happening to her. She wanted to see that man again, but he never appeared.

The time was late and she heard wolves howling nearby. She hurried to go back home and she ran. She was afraid, as the closer she was getting to her home the louder the voice of the wolves was. Finally, by the time she got back home the noise vanished. She entered house all shivering and calling for he husband. He appeared with a smiling face. “We have a guest” – he said. She was surprised, as they rarely had some visitors in the house before. She followed him to the dinning room and saw the stranger she met before. She smiled with a smile she should have tried to hide… however her man did not notice it. They sat and dined all together.

Man and woman were listening to the stories of the stranger, which were full of adventures. Then a man, left the house to bring some wood. He was away for some hours. The woman and the stranger were all alone… They never went out to find him.

June 9, 2009, Glasgow

Малыш и Дева

Ты мои и ничто не отнимет тебя у меня. Ты мой… – Шептала дева малышу. Ты мои, ты мои, тихим, шепчащим голосом повторяла дева эти слова малышу, иногда нежно целуя его в щеку. Малыш молчал и лишъ смотрел на деву озорными глазами. Ты мои, напиши мои милый мальчик что нибудь для меня и почитай” – говорила дева малышу. Малыш молчал, уходил и всегда приходил с чем то новым. Когда малыш уходил дева смеялась и звоня своим подругам хихикала в трубку обсуждая что-то новое про малыша. Иногда она приглашала домой и других малышей, но этот для нее был самым любимым. Малыш сидел часами и писал думая о словах девы, для него память о ее шепоте звучала громче всего. Заканчивая рассказ малыш бежал к деве, чтобы прочитать ее что-то новое. Дева принимала его, сидя на своем диване хитро поглядывая на малыша. Порой казалось что она вовсе не слушает его и лишь смотрит ему в глаза, ехидно улыбаясь, малыш не видел этого и лишь продолжал читать вслух. Он был слеп и слепота эта озаряла его творчество. Дева ликовала и радовалась каждой букве написанной исключительно для нее, ведь малыш не читал своих рассказов никому другому. Каждый день дева отпускала малыша домой наказывая его возврашяться на следующий день. Малыш мечтал о наступлений нового дня. С каждым днем малыш все больше слеп и не видел никого кроме девы. “Ты, мои и ничей другои” – эти слова заставляли забыть малыша о всех и других и помнить лишь о деве. С каждым днем он писал все лучше и лучше, стараясь принести радость деве. Однажды малыш написал свой лучший рассказ и поспешил порадовать деву об этом, он надел то что ему попалось под руки и побежал сквозь улицы города не чуствуя расстояние и усталость. В спешке он забыл постучаться, открыв двери он вбежал в дом застав деву у телефонного разговора, в замешательстве не зная что делать он застыл на месте. Малыш решил подождать все еще стоя на пороге : “Иногда он мне надоедает, думаю сказать ему приходить по реже” “Он должен скоро придти, но я бы скорее поспала вместо того чтобы слушать его однообразные рассказы.” – были ее слова. Малыш скомкал рукописи в руках, вышел из дома и побежал по улицам, спотыкаясь там и здесь. “Гляди куда идешь” говорили ему в спину а он все бежал, все бистрее и бистрее, он хотел как можно быстрее попасть домой, вырвать все бумаги из свойх тетрадей и забыть обо всем. В какое-то мгновение малыш споткнулся и потерял сознание. Проснувшись он обнаружил себя дома. Это его сосед нашел малыша на улице и позаботился о визите врача. “Покой на один день и завтра снова будешь бегать” Сказал ему врачь. На следующий день малыш чуствовал себя хорошо. Он больше не писал, не ходил к деве и старался не думать о ней, но и вырывать бумаг не спешил. Сначала дева не обиделась на его отсутствие и в какой – то степени даже радовалась. Но шли дни, недели… И дева все грустнела… Она стала звонить другим малышам и старалась себя развлечь, но скоро отсутствие малыша стала приносить ей не покой. Она стала звонить ему, но он не отвечал. Грусть не давала ей покой. Как – то деве позвонила подруга и пригласила в театр. Не очень радуясь дева согласилась на приглашение. Этот спектакль совершенно новый, говорила подруга деве, представь в нем один единственный актер и он прилюдно читает свои произведения. У девы мелькнула мысль и эта мысль материализировалась в облике малыша на сцене. “Здорово, разве он не прекрасен” – говорила подруга деве. Публика аплодировала. Деве стало не по себе. “Поидем отсуда” – сказала она подруге, та не понимая ее, не охотно повиновалась ее жедаланию. То что когда то принадлежало лишь деве перестало быть ее собсвенностью, малыш стал достоянием публики, он вырос.

Glasgow, 19 June, 2009

Ni2news: Do not believe anything you read

Georgian youngsters launched a wacko blog called “Ni2news” several weeks back. And sure enough it was not long before the site had taken the Web by storm. With the goal to misinform and mislead, the blog’s name is short for “Niori,” or “garlic” in Georgian.

Chief editor of the satirical news outlet Dodka told Georgia Today that Ni2news is a misinformation agency specializing in disseminating false news.

Here are a few takes from their site:

“The Center for Friendship between Georgians and Russians appeals to the public with a new initiative. Head of the center Kartlos Gamtsemlidze has informed the people about the opening of a Georgian-Russian swingers club.”

Or, how about,

“The Georgian government looks forward to the genocide of the Georgian nation.”

Dodka told Georgia Today that she came up with the idea for the blog while watching the Onion News.

“I got the idea after watching the Onion News,” she said. “I put the idea off until the April 9 protests, but then a lot of funny things started happening. Georgian magazines and newspapers were delivering news that normal people would just never believe. But many Georgians believed the information – however absurd it might have been – and that is why I thought it was the perfect time to create the blog.”   

Ni2news blogger Saba Lekveishvili, also known as Sabunia, said the site aims to, “Lie to people, cool down the situation and show people their stupidity.”

He added that he loves all the stories published on Ni2news, especially articles that carry weight among readers and force them to believe in the “anti-facts.” His favorite section of the site is the blog’s “Top 10 Georgian ###.”

The “###” clearly denotes something vulgar, and the section lists the top 10 misdoings and mishaps of society and politicians from any and all backgrounds, Sabunia said.

While reading the blog, some readers may think the authors have carefully studied the West’s top news satirists such as Monty Python, Onion News and The Day Today. But Sabunia denied the notion and said Ni2news still has a lot to learn and lacks the bravery indicative of all great reality-based comedians.

He added that Ni2news more closely resembles the Georgian Asaval-Dasavali newspaper than Monty Python, which despite its cordial language manages to publish news that makes readers chuckle, while carrying weight among the Georgian society. 

But Internet blogging can be both positive and negative, Sabunia told Georgia Today, and Ni2news is no exception.

Blogging is comfortable as authors can update their sites from anywhere in the world, Sabunia said, adding that he is in New York himself at the moment.

Sabunia said that approximately 20,000 people have read the Ni2news blog. Although the number is high for the Georgian Internet, the Ni2news team knows they cannot spread their misinformation to a wider global audience.

Dodka agrees and regrets that Ni2news still cannot compare and challenge even Asaval-Dasavali.

Although most news on Ni2news is of a political character, other, less weighty subjects can also be found.

For instance, one feature analyzes Georgian street slang and swearing, and implies that the language is not brutal and aggressive, but rather effeminate and “outright homosexual.” 

Dodka added that Ni2news publishes satirical stories and the fact that many Georgians believe the features are true, and that they have sparked discussions in society, means that many things about modern Georgia are a sham.

Dodka said she regrets that she cannot track the results of these discussions and does not know for sure just how far Ni2news stories are spreading throughout society.

Ni2news is now functioning on a Georgian domain as well at: http://www.ni2news.ge

Make sure to double-check the facts before believing…

The article was published as a free lance work for “Georgia Today,” June 19, 2009 issue.

Zorro and his…

 Slowly and hesitatefully Zorro headed to his bathroom, he did not want to do it in his room, shame, yes shame, probably that was the word describing his feeling. And bathroom was the only place he could hide away, hide away from his desire to feel strong, but even here he felt embarassment. Nevertheless, slowly, with no hurry, pathethically he took his mask off and put it as if a feather on shelf… He was prepared… Prepared to try once more… Now he could see himself in a mirror, Zorro, they were afraid of you before, where are those good old days? Where are those days when your man’s honour ruled in a world of unjustice… Zorro you have to prove them that you are still a man… At first he decided to take IT and hold IT strongly, he grabbed IT and tried to hold IT steadily, it did not work, what a disgrace, where is the man’s honour? He tried second time, this time he decided to be more gentle and almost overdid with his desire to be too soft, but it was better this time, it somehow started to obbey him… but no, failure again. Oh, Zorro where are those old days when you were young and you both, together had no shame over this world of injustice, when you were ready to give IT even a name. Those days are gone and here you stand half naked with your mask off, feeling like a woman. Oh, Zorro, try again. He touched and moved his hand and fingers along IT, along his mighty (or what he thought was mighty),  long and at the same time curving instrument, instrument which served him well before, especially in his teenages. Oh, Zorro where are all those days? When energy was overflowing from you, when you ruled the world together? What a disgrace?.. Here you are Zorro, defeated and feeling sorry, ashamed in front of yourself, afraid of your own shadow, with a broken joystick. Why does it always happen like this my dear Zorro? Why all that joy you could have for free before is gone now? Oh, Zorro, you needed help, but hardly anyone could help you with that. Oh, Zorro, what a pitty… Zorro, tried to help himself several times, over and over again, sometimes doing it even furiously, but no… he was defeated… And he had to admit his defeat.

“Nevermore” – Quoted Zorro – “Nevermore.”

Zorro  was sorry for himself,  his hands were weak and the blade was no sharp anymore.

 

Glasgow, June 16, 2009

Glasgow’s Knowledge of Georgia

Picture 047When people learn I am from Georgia, they have different reactions, as the people I meet are quite eclectic; however the most common reaction is “Georgia, Russia?” or “Georgia, U.S.A? (In case I am successful at squeezing a convincing American accent out of me). Despite these and some other reactions from people, I decided to check what random people know and think about my homeland. In order to meet and ask people I have never met before, I decided to go out to the central streets of Glasgow and approach random strangers.

My first respondent is a taxi driver, he is 59 and his name is Ian. He has never been out of Great Britain; however despite this fact he seems to possess some knowledge about the country.

“I’ve never been abroad in my life, I just stay in Britain and the only time I heard about Georgia was from news, when there was fighting between Georgia and Russia.”

News of political nature is not the only source of information for Ian, as he remembers and describes Scotland’s defeat by the Georgian national football team in 2007, as a bitter experience. When asked about Georgians Ian seems to be pleased by the fact that Georgian President Mikheil Saakashvili speaks English, saying: “Your leader speaks English, which is very unusual as usually leaders in most countries don’t.”

 My next interviewee’s name is Eric, 41; he sells newspapers on the streets of Glasgow. Similar to Ian, his knowledge of Georgia is partly linked to football as he says that Scotland played against Georgia several times during the world cup qualifications.

Eric’s general knowledge about Georgia seems to be proper and does not fall into any of two categories mentioned in the beginning of the article, as he tells me that Georgia used to be a part of the Soviet Union, but now is an independent state.

Having spoken to people of older generation, I am now trying to find younger opinions. Soon I noticed a blonde girl sitting and reading a book on a bench, probably in her early thirties, I decide to approach her. She replies to my request to speak with her briefly by asking what the topic is about, “Georgia” – I tell her. “Georgia? What is it?” – She questions and refuses to give me an interview.

 After I experienced a failure I continue my walk in the streets of Glasgow. Unlike the previous girl another young lady, 18, whose name is Emma, studying music in college is eager to comment on the request. Emma says she has heard of Georgia, but really can’t say where exactly it is.

 “Georgia in US, is not it? Or it is somewhere else as well? Sorry I am not very good at geography,” she says.

My next interviewee is Luke, 22, a traveler from Australia visiting Glasgow. He says he has heard of Georgia, as a country either from the news or the movies.

“It is in eastern Europe, probably next to Slovenia,” he says.

Having interviewed five persons in the street I think it’s time to call it quits and plan to return home. On my way I enter a computer shop for personal reasons, while choosing and browsing around some gadgets a seller approaches me and asks if I need some assistance. Then he asks me where I am from, I answer and ask him the same question: China he says. I am unable to fight my temptation to ask him one of the questions from my interview, so I address him: “Do you know where it is?” He thinks for a while and then admits that he does not.

In total, 6 people were interviewed, 2 posses general knowledge about Georgia, 2 have heard of it, while 2 have no idea what it is and where it is, that is the result of my curiosity to know what random people in Glasgow know and understand about my homeland. Sadly, they also don’t know they are missing out on great food, great wine and great people… But they still have time to learn.

 

The article was published as a free lance work for “Georgia Today,” June 12, 2009 issue.

Discussing Topics and Playing Quizzes on Facebook

homeIf you see a notice “what’s on your mind” it does not necessarily mean that you are at psychologist’s cabinet, it is more likely that you are a Facebook user, another social network widely popular all around the globe, launched in 2004 with more than 200 million users worldwide, which can be accessed at: http://www.facebook.com .

Most Facebook users admit that primarily, they use the network to stay in touch with friends they have known before and regularly get information from them. David Chochua, an international affairs specialist says that if not for Facebook, he would have to call all of his friends separately, one by one just to know how they are, while the network allows him to save time and energy.

Sandro Tarkhan-Mouravi, a web architect sticks to the same idea, stating that Facebook is good for staying in contact with old friends as well as finding new ones. Despite this basic idea, both David and Sandro admit that Facebook is also good tool for receiving and exchanging information from various sources, and the curious thing about it is that the sources in this case are the users themselves who create a media environment around them.

“Network effect is what works here, if you publish something interesting, somebody may like and spread it as well, this effect is similar to the one used in spiral marketing,” Sandro says.

When speaking about the media role Facebook plays in Georgian environment, despite the fact that it is not that popular in the country, Sandro states that for him, personally, it is a main way to get information and a space for discussions. Discussion groups are a separate topic for Facebook and have a special place. David is a member of different groups and often joins the discussions, however avoiding going into polemics too much, stating his idea only once because of lack of time. On the other hand, Sandro is involved in discussions more actively saying that conflict situations are often to be noticed there, especially in political topics:

“Probably the tensions in Georgia are high and the culture of constructive dialogue between the ideological opponents is low, it is often that from the very beginning people start conversations with personal offenses. It is true that tense arguments may be seen everywhere, but blaming each other in being anti orthodox, Satanic or mason is not the thing one may see in foreign discussions ”- he says.

There is a big variety of the groups in Facebook, which tend to discuss wide variety of topics, however Sandro does not think that it is the place where most of the themes are discussed:

“As I have noticed the discussions are mainly held not in specialized topic zones, which are groups, but around the links, materials and statuses set by the users themselves.”

While discussing topics on Facebook, especially Georgian political issues Sandro says that probably users who have different political opinions try not to let inside or not to enter, staying away from the topics which have different and alternative approach to certain things. When asked the question on the same topic David Chochua says: “To speak the truth I have not noticed the clashes between government and opposition supporters, maybe they don’t visit one another’s groups.”

Sharing news, links and opinions of political character is quite common for Facebook, however it is not always that serious, far more often Facebook is used for entertainment concerns, posting each other photos and pictures is probably one of the most widespread form of having fun on the network, as well as numerous quizzes varying and ranging in topics like “What do people think of you at first sight?” “Who should direct the movie of your life” and “Which great philosopher of the past are you?”

The article was published as a free lance work for “Georgia Today,” June 5, 2009 issue.

Control yourself, take only what you need from me, ანუ ადამიანი რომელმაც საკუთარი თავი ვერ გააკონტროლა

2005 ჩეხეთს ვეწვიე. პრაღის და ჩეხეთის მონახულება, მართლაც, რომ ჩემი ოცნება იყო. თუმცა იმას ვერ ვიტყვი, რომ პრაღაზე ან ჩეხეთზე ოცნება ფრანც კაფკას, მილან კუნდერას ან ზოგადად ჩეხეთის ისტორიის სიყვარულით იყო განპირობებული, არავითარ შემთხვევაში, ოცნება უფრო მარტივად და ბანალურად ჩაისახა. რეკლამით. გახსვოთ ვილკო პოპოვეცკი კოზელის რეკლამა? ვისაც არა, ლუდი იყო ასეთი, სავარაუდოთ დღესაც არსებობს, თუმცა ეს რგოლი ქართულ ტელე სივრცეში აღარ გადის, ადრე კი რუსულ არხებზე გადიოდა. ძალიან კარგად გაკეთებული რეკლამა იყო, აი ისეთი ლუდს, რომ მოგანდომებს, ჩეხ ქალებს შეგაყვარებს და გარკვეული დროის შემდგომ ჩეხეთზე ოცნებას დაგაწყებინებს. მეც ოცნება რამდენიმე წელიწადში ამიხდა.

ჩეხეთში ვერაფერი დავწერე, რამდენიმე ფრაზას წერად ვერ ჩავთვლი, სამაგიეროდ ბევრი ვიფიქრე და ამ განცდამ ერთი ღამით სიცხე ამიწია და აი რატომ. რა ისტორიული ფაქტები დარჩა კაცობრიობას მეორე მსოფლიო ომის შემდგომ, რომელიც ადამიანს ამ პერიოდს ახსენებს? ვიდეო ფირები, უამრავი წიგნი, ბევრად უფრო მეტი სტატია, ესსე და ა.შ. ამ ყველაფრის გარდა მსოფლიოს დარჩა წარუშლელლი იარა საკონცეტრაციო ბანაკების სახით. მეც როგორც იმ ჯგუფის წევრი, რომელიც საზაფხულო ბანაკში იმყოფებოდა დავთანხმდი შემოთავაზებას მომენახულა სრულიად არა საზაფხულო ბანაკი სახელად ტერეზინი. ჩემი ახლადგაცნობილი მეგობრები ამ ვიზიტს ძალიან განიცდიდნენ, მე კი ვცდილობდი მათ გახალისებას და შეძლებისდაგვარად ვხუმრობდი, ზოგიერთ შემთხვევაში უადგილოდაც კი.

როდესაც ტერეზინში მოვხვდით, გავჩუმდი. ბანაკში რამდენიმე საათი გავატარეთ, ვნახეთ საკნები, რომლებიც ნაცისტებისთვის არა სასურველი ხალხისათვის იყო განკუთვნილი, გავიარეთ სიკვდილის კორიდორები, რომლებშიც სიკვდილ მისჯილები გაჰყავდათ და ბოლო პუნქტი სადაც სიკვდილ მისჯილები გვამებად იქცეოდნენ. აქ საერთო ჯამში დაახლოებით 83,000 ადამიანი ამოხოცეს, ამ ყველაფერთან ერთად კი ვითომც და არაფერი ბანაკს საცურაო აუზი “ამშვენებდა,” სადაც მოწყენილი ნაცისტი ოფიცრები ერთობოდნენ და საკუთარი სხეულის გაჯანსაღებაზე ზრუნავდნენ. იქვე, ახლო მახლო მდებარეობს ებრაელთა სასაფლაო, სადაც მიცვალებულებზე რთულია, თქვა “განისვენებენო.” ღამით ცუდად დავიძინე, სიცხემ ამიწია, ჩემი ხუმრობების კი შემრცხვა.

რამდენიმე დღეში პრაღას ვეწვიე. ლუდი გემრიელი იყო, ქალები ლამაზები, მაგრამ “ტერეზინთან შეხვედრა” ისევ მომიწია, კერძოდ კი პრაღის სასახლეში, იქ საიდანაც პრაღა ყველაზე კარგად ჩანს, ვნახე იმ ადამიანის სურათი, რომელმაც საკუთარი თავი ვერ გააკონტროლა. ის როგორც უკვე ალბათ მიხვდით, მსოფლიოსთვის ადოლფ ჰიტლერის სახელით იყო ცნობილი. სურათს იმის ისტორია, მოჰყვა თუ როგორ დაიპყრო ფაშისტურმა გერმანიამ ფიურერის თამადობით ჩეხეთი, როგორ იდგა ეს მონსტრი პრაღის სასახლის თავზე და გადაჰყურებდა მის უკონტროლო ოცნებას…

შენიშვნა: წერილის სათაური MGMT – ის კომპოციზიციის “Kids-ის” ტექსტიდანაა აღებული.

გლაზგო, 30 მაისი, 2009 წ.