quinta-feira, 6 de maio de 2021
sábado, 16 de março de 2019
anoeee: Botticelli e A Calúnia de Apeles
anoeee: Botticelli e A Calúnia de Apeles: O julgamento de Apeles é como muitos outros que conhecemos. O rei e juiz está acompanhado pela Ignorância e pela Suspeita, suas conselheir...
sexta-feira, 26 de outubro de 2018
quarta-feira, 21 de junho de 2017
THE DARK SIDE OF THE MONARCHY
Retired MI5 Agent Confesses On Deathbed: ‘I Killed Princess Diana’
An 80-year-old retired MI5 agent, John Hopkins, has made a series of astonishing confessions since he was released from hospital in London on Wednesday and told he has weeks to live. Hopkins claims to have been involved in 23 assassinations for the British intelligence agency between 1973 and 1999, including Princess Diana.
Mr. Hopkins, who worked for M15 for 38 years as an operative, claims he was often used as an hitman by the agency, to discreetly assassinate individuals considered a threat to the domestic security of the United Kingdom.
Trained as both a mechanical engineer and munitions expert, Mr. Hopkins claims he also has extensive experience of less conventional methods of inflicting death and destruction, including chemicals and poisons.
The 80-year-old British man claims he was involved with MI5 assassinations between June 1973 and December 1999, during a period he says “the MI5 operated with less external oversight.” Hopkins says he was part of a cell of seven operatives who were trusted to carry out political assassinations across the UK. Most victims were politicians, activists, journalists and union leaders.
Mr. Hopkins says Princess Diana is unique among his victims, as she is the only female he ever assassinated, as well as the only Royal. She is also the only victim that the Royal Family themselves ordered to be taken out.
He claims to feel “ambivalent” about Princess Diana’s death. On the one hand, Diana was “a beautiful, kind-hearted woman” who did not deserve to have her life cut short. But according to Mr. Hopkins, she was also placing the British Crown at risk:
“She knew too many Royal secrets. She had a huge grudge and she was going to go public with all sorts of wild claims. My boss told me she had to die – he’d received orders directly from Prince Philip – and we had to make it look like an accident. I’d never killed a woman before, much less a princess, but I obeyed orders. I did it for Queen and country.”
The next stage of the high-level conspiracy involved the media, under tight Palace control, talking to each other to “square their stories, make sure everybody was on the same page. It was a well run operation.”
“British journalists all answer to editors who answer to oligarchs who all want knighthoods from the crime family at Buckingham Palace. There is no free press in Britain,” said Mr. Hopkins.
“We got away with murder.”
The 80-year-old, spending his final weeks at home, said he expects to be taken into custody following his admissions, but says “I can’t say that I care an awful lot.” Hopkins explained that any investigation into the affair would “take forever” and be “very complicated” because there are few written records around secret MI5 activities and “most of my colleagues are already dead“.
The most important witness in the case, Mr. Hopkin’s boss, died of a heart attack in “the early 2000s” and the alleged ringleader, Prince Philip, “will never be charged with anything, of course“
“If Prince Philip ever let himself be analyzed by a psychiatrist I’m sure he’d be diagnosed a psychopath. He has all the dark triad traits.”
Asked why he didn’t refuse the job, or expose the plot at the time, he explained “MI5 agents swear allegiance to the Crown, we can’t be impartial when it comes to the Royal family. At best I would have been done for treason, at worst Philip would have designed a grisly fate for me.”
Sourced from:
http://yournewswire.com/mi5-agent-killed-princess-diana/
Baxter Dmitry
Baxter Dmitry is a writer at Your News Wire. He covers politics,
business and entertainment. Speaking truth to power since he
learned to talk, Baxter has travelled in over 80 countries
and won arguments in every single one. Live without fear.
Email: baxter@yournewswire.com
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business and entertainment. Speaking truth to power since he
learned to talk, Baxter has travelled in over 80 countries
and won arguments in every single one. Live without fear.
Email: baxter@yournewswire.com
Follow: @baxter_dmitry
domingo, 7 de maio de 2017
sexta-feira, 5 de maio de 2017
RESTAURANT REVIEW | NOT GUILTY BERRINI | SÃO PAULO | BRASIL
04/05/2017 – 16:00 / 17:00
Esta foi certamente uma das minhas piores experiências ("customer experiences") gastronômicas dos últimos anos!
Como agente de transformação empresarial e social, não poderia omitir e deixar que outros clientes sofressem o mesmo tipo de tratamento que sofri neste local e neste dia e horário.
Muito me espanta que marcas internacionais deixem seus franqueados ou licenciados "livres e soltos" para canabalizá-las tão acintosamente, mas espero que tomem uma ação exemplar neste caso.
Sinceramente e sem firulas, tenho a dizer que muitos "food-trucks" e "hot-dog kombis" em São Paulo oferecem um serviço de acolhimento e atendimento infinitamente melhor do que este local... e que, independentemente da comida (qualidade, propriedades nutricionais e limpeza do ambiente), que não está em julgamento neste review, o que realmente faz a diferença é o comportamento das pessoas que trabalham em um local de serviço de alimentação aberto ao público.
MEU COMENTÁRIO NO FACEBOOK | PÁGINA NOT GUILTY BERRINI:
Atendimento péssimo.... ou seja nenhum... sentado na mesa há
algum tempo, ninguém se prontificou nem mesmo a apresentar um cardápio e ainda
tiveram o disparate de tirar coisas da mesa sem pedir licença ao ocupante... e
ainda acham que fazem um bom trabalho????
Postura ridícula e imbecil...
ainda vem cobrar postura do cliente!!!
COMENTÁRIO DO FUNCIONÁRIO NA MESMA PÁGINA (OLHA O NÍVEL):
João Ricardo Péssimo cliente
além de ignorante flagrei o mesmo várias vezes sentado na mesa sem nem mesmo
comprar um copo d'água para usufruir do Wi-Fi.... Ridículo e ainda se acha na
razão!!!! Sai fora véio babão.... E tem mais se pegar vc indo pra cima de
mulheres como vc o fez a situação vai complicar para o seu lado..... Maria dá
Penha em vc velho babão.....
Página do indivíduo no Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/zignauta?fref=ufi
MEU COMENTÁRIO EM 05/05/2017:
MEU COMENTÁRIO EM 05/05/2017:
Luiz Botelho Não importa o
quanto tentem desqualificar o cliente, a crítica e os comentários... o fato é
que o serviço foi péssimo, a gestão tremendamente ignorante e mal-treinada e a
equipe um exemplo de improdutividade e de mediocridade...
MEU COMENTÁRIO NO FACEBOOK | PÁGINA NOT GUILTY SWITZERLAND:
NOT GUILTY???
RATHER, TERRIBLY, AWFULLY, WONDERFLUSHINGLY GUILTY IN SÃO
PAULO, BERRINI AVENUE!!!
TODAY I HAD THE WORST EVER EXPERIENCE WITH YOUR BRAND!!!
I HAD ALREADY KNOWN IT AND HAD BEEN TO THIS PLACE BEFORE...
THERE USED TO BE A GENTLE GUY WHO ACTED A BIT LIKE A MAITRE, A BIT LIKE A
CONSULTANT AND GUIDED THE CLIENT THROUGH THE MENU AND STUFF... THAT WAS GOOD,
BUT I DIDN´T SEE HIM THERE TODAY...
WHEN I GOT THERE, AROUND 4PM. BRT-SAO TIME, I TOOK A TABLE
AND TRIED PLUGGING MY NOTEBOOK TO START WORKING AND ANTICIPATING A GOOD MEAL...
WHILE I WAS DOING THAT, THE (BLACK) GIRL BEHIND THE COUNTER / CASHIER (BLACK
ONLY FOR REFERENCE, COULD HAVE BEEN ANY OTHER COLOR) BLUNTLY MOVED HER FACE
AWAY FROM ME AND BLUNTLY JUST IGNORED ME...
OH WELL, YOU CANNOT PLEASE EVERYONE... I THOUGHT... THEN,
AFTER A FEW GOOD HALF HOURS, WITH THE RESTAURANT COMPLETELY EMPTY!!! AND LOTS
OF CRACKLING VOICES BEHIND ME FROM WHAT IT SOUNDED LIKE A WHOLE BUNCH OF
UNOCCUPIED PEOPLE CHATTING WITH EACH OTHER LOUD AND NON-STOP...
I STARTED WONDERING? HOW COME NO ONE COMES WITH THE MENU?
HOW COME NO ONE EVEN GREETS THE ONLY CLIENT SITTING AT THAT TIME IN THE HOUSE?
HOW COME NOT EVEN ANYONE ASKS IF YOU´D LIKE ANYTHING, SIR???
AMAZING NOT EVEN ONE SOUL PROMPTED... AND THE CHATTING JUST
CONTINUED... I WITNESSED A LOT OF ACTIVITY, BUT NONE OF IT CLIENT-FOCUSED... IN
& OUT OF DELIVERY GUYS... EMPLOYEES WONDERING ABOUT THE PLACE, UP &
DOWN... CHATTING AND GIGGLING AND LOUD LAUGHING...
BUT THE WORST TIME OF ALL WAS IT WHEN IT REACHED AROUND 5PM.
AND I NOTICED SOME SORT OF HOSTILE MOVEMENT WHILE EMPLOYEES WALKED BY THE TABLE
I WAS AT AND STARTED KIND ACTING AS IF THE PLACE WAS GOING TO BE CLOSED... LIKE
PUTTING SOME CHAIRS OVER SOME TABLES, AND GETTING THINGS SOMEWHAT ARRANGED AS
IF THEY WERE GOING HOME... AND, UP TO THAT MOMENT, NOT EVEN ONE OF THEM KINDA
EVEN CARED ABOUT LOOKING OR TALKING TO ME, THE ONLY CLIENT AT THE PREMISES!!!!
AND THEN, ONE OF THE EMPLOYEES JUST CAME BY MY TABLE AND
TOOK SOMETHING OFF IT(LIKE THE SALT OR SOMETHING) WITHOUT EVEN ASKING FOR
PERMISSION OR ADDRESSING ME!!!
THAT WAS SOOOOO OUTRADGEOUS THAT I STARTED PACKING SO
FURIOUSLY TO GET OUT OF THAT PLACE THAT THIS LADY CAME SHOUTING ASKING WHAT THE
PROBLEM WAS????
SHE IDENTIFIED HERSELF AS THE OWNER OF THE PLACE AND KINDA
PUSHED FOR A VERBAL FIGHT... OF COURSE, SHE HAS FCNG NO IDEA OF WHAT CRM AND
CLIENT HANDLING AND CONFLICT MANAGEMENT IS... MUCH TO THE CONTRARY, SHE STARTED
A VERBAL AGRESSION WITH THE CLIENT SAYING THAT THEY NORMALLY DO THAT (START
PREPARING FOR CLOSING)... AS IF IT WERE NORMALLLLL!!!! WELL, FCK THE CLIENT
RIGHT??? THE NONEXISTANT CLIENT AT THE PREMISES!!! AND HIS (OR HER, WHENEVER
IT´S THE CASE) FEELINGS ABOUT HOW HE OR SHE ARE BEING TREATED, WELCOMED, ACCUEILLED,
SERVICED AND SATISFIED RIGHT?
AND LEFT THIS PLACE SAYING I´D NEVER BE BACK AND THAT I´D BE
REPORTING THIS IMMEDIATELY TO THE MEDIA... THE "OWNER" LADY BOLDLY
DESPISED THIS IDEA AND SAID SHE DIDN´T CARE ABOUT WHAT I DID... WELL, MAYBE SHE
DOESN´T NEED THIS BUSINESS OPEN AND RUNNING, CONSIDERING IT WAS ALL EMPTY
THROUGHOUT THE WHOLE TIME I WAS THERE THIS AFTERNOON...
MAYBE SHE DOESN´T LIKE CLIENTS WITH TIES OR BLAZERS... MAYBE
SHE DOESN´T LIKE SERVICING AND WAITING ON PEOPLE AND MAKING THEM FEEL GOOD AND
WELCOMED AT THIS PLACE SHE BOLDLY SAYS REPEATEDLY SHE OWNS AND OWNS AND OWNS...
WHATEVER... THE CASE OF OWNERSHIP IS, YOUR BRAND HAS BEEN
FULLY AND DREADLY DAMAGED... THE CUSTOMER EXPERIENCE AT THIS PLACE FOR ME WAS
APPALLING AND I WILL NEVER ENTER IT AGAIN... BUT I WILL MAKE SURE THAT EVERYONE
I KNOW KNOWS OF IT AND WALKS 30 MILES AWAY FROM THIS BERRINI SHOP OF YOURS!!!
IF YOU HAVE IT FRANCHISED THIS BERRINI SHOP TO HER, PLEASE,
SAVE YOUR BRAND IMMEDIATELY AND DO AN AUDIT WORKFORCE DOWN EVERY SINGLE DETAIL
OF THIS OPERATION WHICH IS NOT CLIENT ORIENTED AT ALL... IF YOU HAVE NEGOTIATED
YOUR BRAND FOR HER TO BUY IT AND OWN IT AS SHE LIKES TO SCREAM TO THE WORLD,
I´D SAY, THINK TWICE... AND SAVE YOUR BRAND EVEN MORE URGENTLY!
NOT SATISFIED WITH THE EVICTION OF THE CLIENT FROM THIS
SHOP, I WAS ABSURDLY AMAZED BY THE FACT THAT THIS LADY FOLLOWED ME TO THE NEXT
RESTAURANT I WENT (NEARBY) TO CONNECT AND HAVE A COFFEE (SINCE I HAD SPENT ONE
HOUR OR MORE AT THIS BERRINI NOT GUILTY WITHOUT ANY SERVICE!)....... AND SHE
STARTED VERBAL FIGHTING WITH ME!!!!!!!
SAYING THAT I WAS THE WRONG ONE AND I WAS NOT WELCOMED TO
HER PLACE, THE ONE SHE OWNS SO FIERCEFULLY... I HAD TO TELL HER OFF AND SAY SHE
IS NOT FIT EVEN TO OWN A CHICKENPLACE, MUCH LESS AN INTERNATIONAL BRAND
RESTAURANT THAT IS SUPPOSED TO CLAIM FOR HEALTH AND OFFER QUALITY TIME AND
SERVICE!!!)
THE OWNER OF THE SECOND RESTAURANT HAD TO CONSTRAIN HER TO
THE SIDEWALK AND I OF COURSE LEFT FOR STARBUCKS NEARBY...
YOU SEE, WHERE THE HELL DO YOU GET YOUR ASSOCIATES FROM?
SOME SORT OF CHEAPY SLUMHOUSE? SOMEONE LIKE THAT MIGHT EVEN HAVE BULLSTD YOU
NICELY TO QUALIFY FOR REPRESENTING YOUR BRAND, BUT IT´S WAY DOWN THE LADDER AND
DRAIN TO BE ABLE TO COPE WITH THIS RESPONSIBILITY.
SHOULD YOU WISH ANY MORE DETAILS, JUST CONTACT ME.
SORRY FOR YOUR BRAND, IT´S BEEN DOOMED GUILTY... AND IF YOU
DO NOT MANAGE IT ABROAD, YOU MIGHT BE EVEN ANTICIPATING ITS DOWNTURN INSTEAD OF
A HEALTHY EXPANSION.
GOOD LUCK AND TAKE SOME ACTION!
segunda-feira, 27 de fevereiro de 2017
"What is the saddest thing about you, and why?"
[ a heartbreaking testimonial obtained via +Quora ]
Anonymous
Written Feb 11 2015
I was kidnapped at age 12 & was a prostitute till age 17.
I was kidnapped from a park near my home after my 12th birthday, the last birthday party I ever had.
I woke up once inside what felt like a truck. My eyes, hands, & feet tied, my mouth gagged. I remember bumping against the cold hard walls of a moving vehicle.
Next time I regained consciousness I was in a dingy room. Some women cleaned & feed me. They covered my face with a pillow everytime I screamed for help. I later realized it was because they didn’t want me to get beaten up by the master for being a nuisance.
I woke up once inside what felt like a truck. My eyes, hands, & feet tied, my mouth gagged. I remember bumping against the cold hard walls of a moving vehicle.
Next time I regained consciousness I was in a dingy room. Some women cleaned & feed me. They covered my face with a pillow everytime I screamed for help. I later realized it was because they didn’t want me to get beaten up by the master for being a nuisance.
I was young, so I was kept in one of the ‘delux’ rooms. My virginity was sold to a Sheikh in a big bungalow. He raped me for days, or may be weeks. I was eventually raped by all his companions when he was done with me. I just lay there in my ‘delux’ room for an eternity. Men came & did what they wanted to. Sometimes I couldn’t sleep because of the anguish, sometime because of the physical pain. Sometime I woke up to a man already inside me.
Sometimes a doctor came in to fix my hymen. I remember that because it meant I was again being sent as a ‘virgin’ to a Sheikh’s bungalow.
Sometimes a doctor came in to fix my hymen. I remember that because it meant I was again being sent as a ‘virgin’ to a Sheikh’s bungalow.
The humanity in me only survived because of the women who came everyday to feed me & help me bathe. They were sad when they looked at me. They sometimes had tears. That reassured me that whatever was happening was wrong. That I’m not an animal. That my pain is real & at least they can see it.
One day I woke up in a different room. I cried for hours.. or may be days or weeks.. I had become accustomed to the comfort of my room. I was no longer around the only women whose hands’ silent brushes against my face made me feel like a living being.
In this new room & with a new master, I was trained to dress up, put on makeup, & dance. I was trained to provide a number of services that my master made me practice with him, on him. Here, the Sheikhs stopped coming in. They were replaced by men in formal shirts & pants.
I was like a robot. I didn’t feel anything. I didn’t even have the will to stop or rebel. I was just taking orders.
One day, a woman in a khakee saree pulled me into consciousness. She was shaking me vigorously & asking me my name. I couldn’t comprehend what was happening. I didn’t remember what was I called. I started crying & for the first time since my kidnapping, a woman in a cotton suit came towards me & hugged me. She told me that they were there to save me.
I was put in a van with other women & taken to a police station. I realized I was in Mumbai. Later I was told I had been kidnapped for 5 years & had spent the first few years in Hyderabad.
I was placed in a rescue home. I had to talk to a psychiatrist, attend classes, & eventually appear for exams. During this time, I had to learn how to sleep away from my ‘delux’ room. That hellhole had become my life. I felt uncomfortable when I hadn’t been penetrated by a stranger for days. I learned to live my new, uncomfortable life of dignity & normalcy. I got to know I had been subjected to multiple unsafe abortions, so I’m no longer fit to bear a child. My wrist was once broken & twisted by a client. Since it hadn’t been tended to for years, it will never completely heal.
With the help of doctors, I recalled my childhood address. When the people at my NGO tried to contact my parents, they learnt my mother had died of multiple organ failure because she had stopped eating or drinking after my disappearance. My father committed suicide soon after.
My NGO found a sponsor for me in Delhi. I moved here for a computer & foreign language course & have been living here ever since.
I now work at a computer center as a teacher. I live in a rented flat with 2 girls.
I have a boyfriend who loves & respects me. He knows about my past but gets uncomfortable if I ever say out the details. I still sometimes can’t sleep. I wake up thinking I’m back there. I call him in the middle of the night & he always calms me down. He makes me feel safe. He’s a proper Punjabi so he’s always making me laugh, dance, sings romantic songs, takes me to long drives, & cooks tasty meat for me. He even forces me to go to the gym with him because my years in captivity have left my body very weak. He belongs to a normal middle class family, so he cannot tell his family & friends about my past. I understand, but I hate that I have to lie to them.
Recently on Promise day, he proposed to me. I didn’t say yes. I don’t deserve him. He’s too good looking, uncorrupted, educated, & decent for me. I’m too broken, polluted, & unworthy of being someone’s wife, let alone his. He says there is no pressure & he will wait for me to be ready, that we can adopt children, & that my past doesn’t matter to him. But I’m waiting for him to realize he can find a girl much better than me. I don’t want my baggage to spoil his life & dreams.
This was my deepest, saddest secret. Thank you for taking out the time to read.
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#KIDNAPPED AS A [ a heartbreaking testimonial obtained via +Quora ] Question #1: how many similar stories might be still going on? Question #2: how may we spread the word globally for prevention? Question #3: would you be more sensitive if it had happened in your family?
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#KIDNAPPED AS A [ a heartbreaking testimonial obtained via +Quora ] Question #1: how many similar stories might be still going on? Question #2: how may we spread the word globally for prevention? Question #3: would you be more sensitive if it had happened in your family?
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