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28 april 2002 sunday

everything i write here is a lie.  
that's not true.




26 april 2002 friday

new beginnings:

ok. this page is starting again.  it's been wiped 
out twice in the past two days and alas it still
continues.

another beginning happened about forty years ago.  
my little brother got born.  well, he was little back
then.  so today is his birthday.  happy birthday
brother.  here is your horoscope for today:


taurus

On your behalf, I invoke the inspiration of all
shedding things. Your tree of power shall be the
eucalyptus, whose bark peels away to reveal a fresh
layer beneath. Your magical symbol will be the
molting snake. You will have a secret bond with the
silverfish, an insect that bursts through its
exoskeleton as it grows a new and bigger one. As you
prepare for your season of casting off the old skin,
Taurus, I exhort you to learn from these role models;
I urge you to realize that the shedding process is
natural, and that any discomfort you feel as you lose
your old surface will be followed by a brisk sense of
renewed elasticity.

from: free will astrology




25 april 2002 thursday


twice.  

twice.

that's how many times this page has been inadvertantly 
and seriously deleted today.  
is the universe trying to tell me something?

when things just gets deleted for no good reason and
the backup copy goes away as well, well its just a
big pain and almost not worth it all.

all of april 2002 is now lost in cyberspace.  the first
time i lost it (this morning) i rebuilt this page to
a synopsis of what had been here originally.  but now
that's been destroyed as well.  i just don't care enough 
to do it all again.  its just lost.

good riddance.


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march 29, 2002

Live Report from Ramallah, Palestine: 

Ramallah Online 

Today at 5:00am I was awakened by what sounded like 
huge trunks, when I looked out the window I saw
several tanks.  hr later the Israeli soldiers rang
the bell - we did not answer - then I heard them
coming up the steps (obviously broke in the main
door). The pounded the door to the house, My husband
opened the door, to find endless huge guns pointed at
us. 

They pushed the door open and distributed
themselves throughout the house and office. Over 50
heavily armed soldiers were now in the office and
home (which are adjacent). We asked what they wanted
and they told us to shut up and sit down. I explained
that I was American they said that they did not care
what I was. I insisted that they leave the house and
told them as an American I protest to what they are
doing. The said "this in no worse than what your
country is doing in Afghanistan." I told them to use
the steps and the roof if they insist on staying and
to get out of the house and office. They said "shut
up and sit down, we do what we want wherever we
want." I got my passport out and asked for the
commanding officer. 
 
The officer said that they are thinking about
leaving. I asked when he said soon. They started to
rip the curtains and breaking things. I asked them
not to do that and gave them an ashtray to put out
their cigarettes instead of the floor. One took the
ashtray from me and threw it in the hallway. At that
point I realized they are out of control. I went to
the phone to call the American Consul. 3 soldiers
attacked me one pushing one twisting my arm and the
other taking the phone away from me. 

I went to the office to get my computer they kept on
pushing me, poking me with the guns and telling me to
get back in the house. I started screaming "I cannot
believe you are doing this don't you realize I am
American" the commanding officer asked them to leave
me alone and gave permission for me to get my laptop.
They started laughing and calling me Bush. 

As I was getting my laptop I heard a crashing noise,
I ran to the house and found my husband on the floor
with 3 guns pointed at him. I screamed for the
commanding officer that came and pushed them away.
They were everywhere and doing what they felt like
doing, including urinating on the floor. 

I went to the kitchen to get coffee and found Olive
oil spilled all over the place. They were just being
vulgar and uncivilized, and became extremely annoyed
when I complained about the barbaric behavior. 

The commanding officer took me in my bedroom where 4 
soldiers were sitting and asked me about some
buildings. I told him that most of the houses around
us are full of children. One said, "Area A has no
children". 

I kept on trying to make phone calls from different
phones only to get more physically abused and have
the phone taken away from me and immediately taking
the battery out. Then I asked to go to the bathroom
and had a mobile in my robe pocket. I called some
officials while the soldiers broke in the bathroom
and tried to take the phone. Within a  hr. they got
a phone order to clear out of the house and office,
leaving the places in shambles. 

As soon as they left I tried to talk to the Consul
General, his mobile was picked up voice mail I left a
message informing him of what has taken place. I also
called his office and insisted that I talk to him
personally. They put me on the phone with the
American Citizens Services section, Ms. Victoria
Coffineau (Chief of section) She told me I was one of
dozens of American citizens making such complaints. 

The details of the disturbing phone call and response
will follow soon to help other Americans in
understanding what our offices abroad are about and
what we actually get for our tax dollars. And how we
allow ourselves to be treated by so called allies. 

That number of tanks is growing by the second. I have
to get the message to you while I can. I will try to
write later. They are trying to kill Yasser Arafat. I
can see it from my window. I will try to send the
film clips that I have been able to capture. 

God help the innocent. And help Americans in seeing
the truth. 

Maha Sbitani 

An American 

Ramallah next to Yasser Arafat's compound 

from: ramallah online





wednesday 27 march 2002

another nonmomentous day on the island.  not much
happening.  went to the movie.  saw a movie.  it's
called harrison's flowers.  thankfully it was not 
a waste of time or money.  also got my confirmation
that i qualify for disability welfare but don't get
paid till september.  c'est la vie.





sunday 24 march 2002

yesterday i met my friends denise and bob for a trip
to the movie.  we saw gosford park.  they hadn't seen it yet 
and wanted to before the academy awards so they would
know who to root for i suppose.  

but i very much enjoyed the visit and movie.  denise
is one of my former co-employees at att, one of the
many people i used to see daily.  i miss seeing her
face (and a few others also) daily at work.  but i'm
glad i don't have to see many others that worked
there as well.  a trade off i'm content to live with.

this entry makes two days in a row, a new record of
late.  yesterday after i posted the entry below i got
an email from a good friend, colette, (another past
co-worker i hadn't heard from in several months). 
she wrote me because she had seen what i wrote
yesterday and was concerned.  so at least someone
besides me is reading this site.  another surprise.



saturday 23 march 2002 


surprise.  i still exist. barely.  things have changed 
in my life.  no more job.  not much income.  not much else.  

simple survival seems to be just as crazy as it always was.  
who knows what the future holds.  who cares?

go here: caissa for my latest activities, which
mostly consist of that old refuge, the chess board.  






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