Anonymous in Polish Parliament

Members of the Polish Parliament wearing the Guy Fawkes' mask

In the beginning I thought it was a joke. Like those we're already used to see of politicians or policemen taking Anonymous as a kid's game, making fun of the mask, ignoring what it really represents.
That, in my opinion, is more of an ignorant behaviour than anything else. They may think it comes from a movie, but the idea is much older: Guy Fawkes and the Gunpowder Plot.
The irony here is seeing the members of the Polish Parliament wearing masks of the guy who once tried to bomb the House of Lords, which is nothing but a parliament aswell.

Then I found out that they're not mocking it, they're wearing it to express their support to Anonymous. And this, sincerely, made me really happy and proud, not as a Pole, but as a citicen of the world.

More info here.

P.s.: I'd have liked to see something similar in the rest of the countries signing it. At least!
P.s.2: if it leads to censorship, then this is goodbye.

Dr. Strangelove

or: How I learnt to stop worrying and love University of Warsaw.

Three exams to finish this thing people here call Sesja and two works to write (wait, two? now I'm doubting, I don't remember what the second work was about, but I have a feeling like I had to write two... hmmm...).

However, this means a week of studying extra-hard and then like 2 whole weeks of freedom in which I'll see the sunlight without windows inbetween. Exciting!

The title of the post comes from the movie and I chose it because it rules. End of story.
But it's the truth: adapt yourself or die. So I addapted myself to go on with the craze. If I have long lessons in a language I don't understand (YET!) then I'll spend my time writting poems or taking notes for short stories I have in mind (and I'm doing quite good).

So that's it.
Shouldn't we take the best from what we can get? that's what I'm doing now and I must say I'm feeling happier. Isn't that how things should go?

I'll share one of my poems now (in Spanish).
Disclaimer: I write them during the lessons, it's some kind of automatic writting and therefore it's influenced by the situations in which I write them. I, under no circumstances, wish any bad for any person involved.

                        Oh, tú, Rayo que bajas,
que rompes el aire y avivas el viento,
que arrasas el monte, que paras el tiempo
y mandas el bosque al eterno destierro.
Calcinas con rabia si bajas con tiento.
Eres furia, eres fuerza, eres miedo y respeto.
¡Eres Midas!, ¡conviertes el oro en estiércol!
Despiertas al sordo, revives al muerto.
Revientas la roca con puños de fuego.
Eres Dios y diablo y veneno al veneno.
Eres suave a lo lejos. De cerca, un infierno.
Oh, tú, Rayo de muerte, tú, lanza amoral,
baja un rato y revienta a mi profe de alemán.

Następny przystanek: Foksal

I always wanna take a pic of the bus stop and then I think: bah, this isn't that funny (if it's funny at all - plus Google is your friend). But for me it is.

The truth is that every morning, even if I keep swearing mentally because of the constant traffic jams, I can't avoid thinking of Tourette's Guy everytime the PA system says "Następny przystanek: Foksal". Why? this is why!

P.s.: Foksal is actually a really nice place. Just have a look here!