Løftebrudd og løgner…Politikk


Skammer de seg over valgløftebrudd?

Nei! Skammer Jens og Kristin seg over å ha løyet til sine velgere?

Tannheseløftet i vasken! Økt studiestøtte i vasken! Fortsatt drakonisk forfølgelse av narkomane uten mål eller mening: Ja!

Og hva angrer man på? Planenom å trekke ut soldater fra Afghanistan!

Jeg foreslår at forsvarsminister Anne-Grete Strøm-Erichsen som mest sannnlig aldri har avtjent noe om helst bortsett fra sin politiske karriere drar ned til Afghanstan selv og ofrer sitt verdiløse skinn til en godsk enn å ofre andre i sitt kyniske maktspill.

Kristin Halvorsen har for lengst diskvalifisert seg fra å noensinne stille til valg igjen grunnet hennes veldokumenterte løgner. Jens burde få seg en vanlig jobb om fabrikk arbeider eller også melde seg frivillig som kanonføde i Afghanistan framfor leke gallionsfigur for en korrupt, innavlet maktelite…

Fortsett slik og en revolusjon vil snart stå for døren… For selv dere må kjenne på kroppen hva slags konsekvenser deres løgner har for vanlige mennesker.

Når dere lyver til oss havner vi i krig eller får en økonomisk krise og belønnet med 4 ny år eller urettmessig høye stortingspensjoner.

Når vi lyver til staten, havner vi i fengsel. Er dette den sosialdemokratiske drømmen?

Hver så snill å ikke lag en partidebatt ut av dette siden alle sider er laget av samme mal…


A weekly report…

Times are a bit changing these days.

No bloody manager have been on my back for more than a week now. But I’m also noticing different vibes from other colleagues.

The tensions are running in the Scandinavian teams. More people have felt a certain resentment toward the place they are working.

Everything can be repeated. And so it does. It’s like working on an assembly line day in and day out. And in this picture, I feel like the lucky one. I have at times very nice conversations with customers. But the pay still sucks.

The efficiency they’re demanding is not worth the pay they’re offering. And the contract stinks into high heaven.

If you don’t finish your contract, they have the right to get your plane ticket refunded by you. So, you’re on the street with no money and no place to go.

It has happened a few occations already this week. I’ve also heard about a certain resentment toward guest workers from the locals. Doormen and local people and other co. workers. All nationalities are sticking to themselves.

The “friendliness” from the beginning have worn off. So is my enthusiasm. But was it ever there? Did it dissappear once the fat ugly Italian started rubbing me the wrong way?

I guess he must not have gotten a fore warning:  to rub me the wrong way!

And the management almost seem a bit afraid of me. Toda, my closest manager came over to me with a paper. She almost looked nervous when I looked to her wondering what the hell she wanted on my side of the office.

I reminded myself that I don’t do mistakes anymore! Just look at my writing these days! Not more than a dosen spells per page!

But the others are highly malcontent. After listening to their stories, I’m beginning to see a pattern here.

It’s a Western version of a sweat shop with short tempers. With no rights and no priveliges whatsoever. Except for the weekly raffle…If you’re a part of the “social club”… On 200 Euros a week, you’re not affording to that. It’s a use and throw away factory. Local workers are telling me that they are temps tooø. And go unemplyed the rest of the year until next season.

And in the Scandinavian Camp tensions are running high. They’re not happy. I’m not happy either.

While NPLs CEOs are flying private jets, we’re sweating for crumbs…

I must remind you that these bastards are American and most likely came here for the golf back when I first started.

And in two months I will blow my cover to them creeps who are running the show.

It will be fun, and I’ll be on my way to somewhere else…

9th October 2009.

The day Obama “won” the Peace Prize for his “Visions”… I wonder what this world will come to. I had visions too! LAst night when I got completely baked on the local weed! Are they worth something? Like world peace and free drugs?


The First Norwegian Meeting

Deadly tired I join my Norwegian colleagues for a few beer tonight.

They’re young. They’re full f enerrgy! But some are bein worn down by a job they are not appreciated.

We’re all a different species from the rest back home. Though all stories are unique, there is something that reminds me of what I’ve been through myself at that age.

And now I’m the old bastard.

We had a few drinks and a few splifs, and everything seemed different than from work.
And we spoke about work. And it was not good. We spoke of searching for adventure.

We spoke of the past, and the next move in our nearest future. Where to go next. My dream still lies up North.

There and back again. But where will “back again” really mean?

You figure it out while ‘ll be smoking another herbal weed…

The Bohemianwriter

Writing… A strained relationship..

Months and years  goes by!  I find back to my writing.  And it pisses me off! But it’s the outlet that gives me peace of mind in my eternal quest for the Truth.

It’s like a woman that comes and goes when she pleases. Most commonly in a crucial period of time and space.

She comes when I need her the most, and leaves and breaks my heart when hope and happiness with the writng is at it’s peak.

Its when I need her the most, she leaves. It’s when she lures me into some false security she punches me out. Into the dark wilderness. And I wander around like a lost soul trying to find back what he once had.

Writing and women. They both give deep impact on me.  

 Story of my life so far. The eternal Factotum. Every warning sign was there but I ignored them. I wrote about these warning signs. Like a drifter I wander from country to country all around Europe. Working here a nd there in the eternal quest for sanctity in sanity and a world that’s gone mad is tough business.

But hell! The adventure in itself is a lot more refreshing than rotting somewhere in a cave…

Oh fuck this weed! I need a bloody drink!

But I’m also on antibiotics… What the hell is happening?

The booze is awaiting, and I will soon go back into the bottle and make love to the little Geenie inside of it.


The Gonzo Enquirer

 Gonzo journalism is a style of journalism which is written subjectively, often including the reporter as part of the story via a first person narrative. The style tends to blend factual and fictional elements to emphasize an underlying message and engage the reader. The word Gonzo was first used in 1970 to describe an article by Hunter S. Thompson, who later popularized the style. The term has since been applied to other subjective artistic endeavors. Gonzo journalism tends to favor style over accuracy and often uses personal experiences and emotions to provide context for the topic or event being covered. It disregards the ‘polished’ edited product favored by newspaper media and strives for the gritty factor. Use of quotations, sarcasm, humor, exaggeration, and even profanity is common. The use of Gonzo journalism suggests that journalism can be truthful without striving for objectivity and is loosely equivalent to an editorial.


Norwegian politicians and their cowardess…

“Send the Scum back home” was the title of profiled politician in Norway. He’s name is Vidar Kleppe.

He hides behind freedom of speech by using kids of a different skin in his hatred and disgust of illegal immigrants.

He blames asylum seekers for a “new” drug problem in a park in my birth town Bergen.

I will admit however that I have not been to Bergen for years. But I do know for a fact that this creature is using groups against each other to collect discontent amongst the most gullible idiots amongst voters.

He’s using drugs and racism in his quest for votes! And he’s using a debate forum in Aftenposten that banned me from telling these rascals the Truth!

That they are mixing up a drug problem with immigration problem! He like the newly elected Obama and our newly elected “socialist” regime is a complete hypocrite and a coward! He and his minions got me out of a newspaper I once worked for!!

He did not want to take away my drugs, but he wanted the dark skinned people to get out before they corrupted small innocent white skinned people called our daughters and sons!

The only ones who’d approach thesee dangerous criminals who deals Hashish on the streets are mostly people who are tough enough toface them! Vidar Kleppe don’t know that.

He reads into0 things in a way his warped mind wants to read from!

I ask him: Are you for or against legalization of drugs?

He like most other politicians and power mongers I have had the displeasure of disgussing with, runs from the question! They run away from the question because they have heard the truth once and have to face it that they are wrong! They have no integrity! They cannot admit that they are wrong!

And Vidar Kleppe was trying to link a drug problem with young asylum seekers dealing drugs to kids as young as 14!

What a bunch of malarky!

I do not know where these politicians are hatched, but they seem to have the same kind of mental block when it comes to drugs. They are brainwashed! And power mongering wee bastards who need to be forced to see reality!

The whole disgussion in the forum soon evolved into a frenzy of hatred towards Islam itself! And some of these pricks answering me back were hiding behind freedom of speech while accusing me of one thing after another and abusing mine!

These people in Aftenposten and in Norwegian Parliament and government is a buch of cowards who need a reality check.

Got another wee fun fact for you!

About 3 weeeks ago I recieved an email from a party that would suit me perfect, unless it was for their complete lack of humanity when it comes to drugs.

He’s name is Anders B. Bergsaker!

This is what he had to say if I started to grow illegal plants all over his socialist country:

Ja, du vil bli forfulgt som en krimminell om du dyrker hasj i Norge. Gjør du det i utlandet vil neppe den norske stat bry seg.

Om det skal være forbudt å bruke hasj som legemiddel er et vanskelig spørsmål pga alle fordommene mot narkotiske stoffer og det fortsatt ikke er klare forskningsresultater som går dene ene eller andre veien. Venstre vil ikke ta det ibruk, men Unge Venstre vil.

Let me translate this for you!

“Yes! You will be prosecuted as a criminal if you grow your own weed in Norway! Do it abroad,  the Norwegian Stae would not care.

If it (Cannabis) should still be illegal in Norway for medicini9nal purposes is a difficult question because of all the prejudices against drugs in general and scientific findings cannot give a conclusion on the matter; either one way or another.”

Like said: He’s a bloody coward who seeki a position in power and cannot face simple facts and the moral code of freedom!

What this freak does not know is what kind of mind enhancing drugs should be taken, and when it’s not!

And he hides behind his ignorance because he and his party doesn’t dare to come out of its shells!

I would gladly join this party if they managed to grow up!

Our prime minister, like Obama and Barry Cooper and Mark Emery and myself and billions of people all around the world have once tried cannabis!

What harm did it do to them? What harm can Cannabis do what harm  is not already done?

Our prime minister, and one of the worst persons in the world: Jens Stolnberg! Hypocrite! Ex pot smoker! And a cokmplete dictator in his warped perceptions of reality.

Instead of answering questions, they are using police and customs to percecute non violent crimes!

they are putting people in cages for the most benign drug in the world! And all illegal substances are in fact medicinal!

It doesn’t matter wether it is Whisky, cocaine. marihuana, hashish, heroin or acid!

I have first hand experience with them all! You are being lied to! And it’s the same kinds of politicians all around the world that is lying to you the same way as a government  have not voted for since 2001!

And even the party that I voted for last time is redder than Stalin! And they’re hypocrites too!

All Writers who are voting for a party that still pushes for caging in other people for drugs have no right to call themselves writers! I call them whores of a sick society, and I hope that Ari Behn will be kicked out of the Royal community ASAP so he can do what he claims to have been doing!

You listening to this you wee piece of shit?

Reply to fortune tellers…

A wee reply to email scammers and fortune tellers…

“It’s because I have major complaints and grievances in general.

 Besides, I don’t need lucky numbers, lucky charms or empty promises about eternal bliss. What I want to know why shit hit the fan two years ago and why the ghosts of past is still dragging me in to Ireland. A country I have started to despise at the moment. If you can give me the name of the woman who sent me down triver two years ago, I’ll start taking you seriously about clairvoyance. Because I have some of the same traits, and I trust my journalistic testicle more than I trust self proclaimed gurus and fortune tellers anywhere. I trust an old gypsie woamn who’d screw you for a nickel any day more than pay-per-miracle wizard on the internet. I trust the anger and honesty of Whiskey and Guinness more than I trust most people’s integrity. I trust the sensitivity of Marihuana more than I trust the words of promise from a woman. So? What does the future hold for me wise woman? Regards