"In an action unprecedented in internet history, the Egyptian government appears to have ordered service providers to shut down all international connections to the internet," James Cowie of Renesys said.
Link Egypt, Vodafone/Raya, Telecom Egypt and Etisalat Misr were all off air but Cowie said one exception was the Noor Group, which still has 83 live routes to its Egyptian customers.
He said it was not clear why the Noor Group was apparently unaffected "but we observe that the Egyptian Stock Exchange (www.egyptse.com) is still alive at a Noor address."
Monday, January 31, 2011
It's about the DEBT...Banks want Nations & Individuals to be SLAVES to DEBT
Review the Economy pages, especially the debt to GDP, consumer inflation, prime lending rates in Egypt and you'll have a feel for the pain of the "common man" not the radicals...AND, if you happened to watch Zeitgeist:Moving Forward you can sense the falsity of pursuing GDP increase for it's own sake...aka, American economic theory as promulgated by the Fed.
https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/geos/eg.html
https://www.cia.gov/library/publications/the-world-factbook/geos/eg.html
Saturday, January 29, 2011
Thursday, January 27, 2011
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
GDP US states vs World...
What country/state do you move to? Next comparison, state debt vs sovereign debt and why states/countries SHOULD default on their debt...
Saturday, January 22, 2011
Friday, January 21, 2011
Wednesday, January 19, 2011
Monday, January 17, 2011
Sunday, January 16, 2011
Saturday, January 15, 2011
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Saturday, January 8, 2011
Friday, January 7, 2011
Thursday, January 6, 2011
Wednesday, January 5, 2011
TRANSIT OF THE ISS DURING THE SOLAR ECLIPSE OF JANUARY 4 2011 FROM OMAN
Fabulous shot...
http://legault.perso.sfr.fr/eclipse110104_solar_transit.html
http://legault.perso.sfr.fr/eclipse110104_solar_transit.html
Monday, January 3, 2011
Ode to Competite!
#5 Retires
I wandered back to Saddlebrooke, Roy, where you and I were old men,
And where we drew in days gone by our fill of childish joys;
Alas! The field is deserted now, and only rank weeds grow
Where mighty Roy pitched through the air, just a year ago.
Remember the Pub, where in the afternoon shade,
The Pubratz would gather and discuss the home runs Roy gave up?
Dog fennel now grows thick around that "joint" we used to know
When old Roy shot the breeze, just a year ago.
The stadium seating, too, not yet built; no bleachers met my gaze
Where you and I were wont to sit in happy bygone days
The peanuts which we fumbled there have sprouted in a row
Where mighty Roy swung in vain, just a year ago.
O how we used to cheer you, Roy, each time you came to bat!
And how we held our breath in awe when on the plate you spat
And when you landed on the ball, how loud we yelped! But O
How loud we cursed when you struck out, just a year ago!
The diamond is a corn patch now; the outfield's overgrown
With pumpkin vines and weedy plots; the roosters all have flown -
They couldn't bear to live on there, for nothing is the same
Where they had been so happy once before Roy’s last game.
The village band disbanded soon; the mayor, too resigned.
The CTS even jumped its graft, and in seclusion opined;
The commish caught the next train out,and those we used to know
Began to leave in flocks and droves, since just a year ago.
For after Roy pitched that day the retirees all left,
And one by one they sought new lands, heartbroken and bereft;
The joyous shout no more rang out of old men at their play;
The village batsmith closed his shop; the druggist moved away.
Alas for Saddlebrooke’s vanished pomp when mighty Roy reigned!
Her grandeur has departed now; her glory's long since waned.
Her place upon the map is lost, and no one seems to know
A whit about the game since Roy pitched, just a year ago.
I wandered back to Saddlebrooke, Roy, where you and I were old men,
And where we drew in days gone by our fill of childish joys;
Alas! The field is deserted now, and only rank weeds grow
Where mighty Roy pitched through the air, just a year ago.
Remember the Pub, where in the afternoon shade,
The Pubratz would gather and discuss the home runs Roy gave up?
Dog fennel now grows thick around that "joint" we used to know
When old Roy shot the breeze, just a year ago.
The stadium seating, too, not yet built; no bleachers met my gaze
Where you and I were wont to sit in happy bygone days
The peanuts which we fumbled there have sprouted in a row
Where mighty Roy swung in vain, just a year ago.
O how we used to cheer you, Roy, each time you came to bat!
And how we held our breath in awe when on the plate you spat
And when you landed on the ball, how loud we yelped! But O
How loud we cursed when you struck out, just a year ago!
The diamond is a corn patch now; the outfield's overgrown
With pumpkin vines and weedy plots; the roosters all have flown -
They couldn't bear to live on there, for nothing is the same
Where they had been so happy once before Roy’s last game.
The village band disbanded soon; the mayor, too resigned.
The CTS even jumped its graft, and in seclusion opined;
The commish caught the next train out,and those we used to know
Began to leave in flocks and droves, since just a year ago.
For after Roy pitched that day the retirees all left,
And one by one they sought new lands, heartbroken and bereft;
The joyous shout no more rang out of old men at their play;
The village batsmith closed his shop; the druggist moved away.
Alas for Saddlebrooke’s vanished pomp when mighty Roy reigned!
Her grandeur has departed now; her glory's long since waned.
Her place upon the map is lost, and no one seems to know
A whit about the game since Roy pitched, just a year ago.
Sunday, January 2, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
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