Richard Heene may not be Father & or Husband of the Year but he is an Artist.
Annabelle Echo presents this Salute to Richard Heene...
Richard Heene Pscyience Detective
Wednesday, October 28, 2009
Tuesday, September 08, 2009
Dear Mr. President... Re: Van Jones
Green Hero, Van JonesDear Mr. President,
I implore you not to accept the resignation of Van Jones, the head of our national environmental policies. I feel this act will set a dangerous precedent. If Van Jones, who is well established as good, highly qualified, talented and innovative can be sidelined by a witch hunt stirred up by the corporate media, we are all endangered by the same mob mentality that silenced and broke many innocent people during the McCarthy era. If someone like Van Jones, who only has the best intentions for our country cannot speak and think freely it will jeopardize these freedoms for us all.
Annabelle Echo
Democracy Now!White House Environmental Adviser Van Jones Resigns Citing,
“Vicious Smear Campaign against Me”
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Grandpa Elliot is now the Richest Man in New Orleans
Grandpa Elliot is now the Richest Man in New Orleans
In this video below Grandpa Elliot Sings If I were a Rich Man in New Orleans. Although he may not technically be the Richest Man in Town he ought to be. He has the most sense!
From YouTube channeler wluquet (Wade): Grandpa Elliot is a familiar street performer in New Orleans. He is an expert Harmonica player and has a beautiful voice, as you will hear. He can often be found outside the gift shop at Royal and Toulouse Street, but will also play outside of Cafe Du Monde and other places throughout the quarter. He is now legally blind, but is well loved, so he finds help to get around the quarter. Make sure to see him when you go to New Orleans and tip him well. He deserves it.
In this video below Grandpa Elliot Sings If I were a Rich Man in New Orleans. Although he may not technically be the Richest Man in Town he ought to be. He has the most sense!
From YouTube channeler wluquet (Wade): Grandpa Elliot is a familiar street performer in New Orleans. He is an expert Harmonica player and has a beautiful voice, as you will hear. He can often be found outside the gift shop at Royal and Toulouse Street, but will also play outside of Cafe Du Monde and other places throughout the quarter. He is now legally blind, but is well loved, so he finds help to get around the quarter. Make sure to see him when you go to New Orleans and tip him well. He deserves it.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Cuban 5 Appeal to Supreme Court for New Trial
Democracy Now!
Friday, February 06, 2009: Cuban 5 Appeal to Supreme Court for New Trial
Attorneys for the Cuban Five have filed an appeal with the Supreme Court asking for a new trial. The five men were convicted in 2001 for spying on the US military and Cuban exiles in southern Florida. They they weren’t spying on the US, but trying to monitor right-wing Cuban groups that have organized violent attacks on Cuba. Amy Goodman speaks to their attorney, Thomas Goldstein.
Free the Cuban Five March Slideshow
Alto al Fuego sung by Santiago Feliú
From the National Committee to Free the Cuban Five:
A historic march took place in Washington, D.C. on Sept. 23, 2006, preceded by a press conference on Sept. 21. More than 600 people marched through the streets of Washington, starting at the Justice Department and stopping at the gates of the White House, demanding that George Bush free the Cuban Five and extradite the terrorist Luis Posada Carriles.
Music Video Alto al Fuego by Santiago Feliú
Una canción del trovador cubano Santiago Feliú. De su obra discográfica "Sin Julieta". Feliú forma parte de la Novísima y de la Nueva Trova.
Para más información de este magnífico músico:
Enfermizamente Zurdo: a blog about Santiago Feliú
Voy pateando la basura de vivir
intentando hacer la ruta más feliz.
El cansancio de las cosas que aprendí
vuelve a ponerme en el deseo de seguir.
Gracias a la vida que tanto me dio,
no obstante necesito el dinero:
el oxigeno de la tranquilidad
cuesta carísimo y sigue injusta la igualdad.
Revolucionadamente yo diría,
sexualísimas verdades te daría,
descartando la solícita mentira,
adivinándose precioso todavía.
Pero... alto al fuego,
déjenme salir.
Fuego de odio, fuego de puta maldad,
fuego prendiéndole fuego a la verdad.
Tanta lágrima de la gente,
no sólo de los que no tienen nada;
miseria y destrucción,
impositivamente muerte, muerte, muerte sin razón.
Alto al fuego.
Alto al fuego.
Una eternidad viviendo de morir.
Un espejo de cadáveres sin fin.
Bienaventurados todos
aquellos que aprendieron a llorar,
porque así de ellos será el reino de la fe,
de la esperanza, el reino de la caridad.
Alto al fuego,
dejen sonreír.
Fuego de odio, fuego de puta maldad,
fuego prendiéndole fuego a la verdad.
Alto al fuego.
Friday, February 06, 2009: Cuban 5 Appeal to Supreme Court for New Trial
Attorneys for the Cuban Five have filed an appeal with the Supreme Court asking for a new trial. The five men were convicted in 2001 for spying on the US military and Cuban exiles in southern Florida. They they weren’t spying on the US, but trying to monitor right-wing Cuban groups that have organized violent attacks on Cuba. Amy Goodman speaks to their attorney, Thomas Goldstein.
Free the Cuban Five March Slideshow
Alto al Fuego sung by Santiago Feliú
From the National Committee to Free the Cuban Five:
A historic march took place in Washington, D.C. on Sept. 23, 2006, preceded by a press conference on Sept. 21. More than 600 people marched through the streets of Washington, starting at the Justice Department and stopping at the gates of the White House, demanding that George Bush free the Cuban Five and extradite the terrorist Luis Posada Carriles.
Music Video Alto al Fuego by Santiago Feliú
Una canción del trovador cubano Santiago Feliú. De su obra discográfica "Sin Julieta". Feliú forma parte de la Novísima y de la Nueva Trova.
Para más información de este magnífico músico:
Enfermizamente Zurdo: a blog about Santiago Feliú
Voy pateando la basura de vivir
intentando hacer la ruta más feliz.
El cansancio de las cosas que aprendí
vuelve a ponerme en el deseo de seguir.
Gracias a la vida que tanto me dio,
no obstante necesito el dinero:
el oxigeno de la tranquilidad
cuesta carísimo y sigue injusta la igualdad.
Revolucionadamente yo diría,
sexualísimas verdades te daría,
descartando la solícita mentira,
adivinándose precioso todavía.
Pero... alto al fuego,
déjenme salir.
Fuego de odio, fuego de puta maldad,
fuego prendiéndole fuego a la verdad.
Tanta lágrima de la gente,
no sólo de los que no tienen nada;
miseria y destrucción,
impositivamente muerte, muerte, muerte sin razón.
Alto al fuego.
Alto al fuego.
Una eternidad viviendo de morir.
Un espejo de cadáveres sin fin.
Bienaventurados todos
aquellos que aprendieron a llorar,
porque así de ellos será el reino de la fe,
de la esperanza, el reino de la caridad.
Alto al fuego,
dejen sonreír.
Fuego de odio, fuego de puta maldad,
fuego prendiéndole fuego a la verdad.
Alto al fuego.
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