Sunday, April 18, 2010

Elaborate Bunny Cages

derby and austerity

one hand the people in the streets to emergency, and other native Rome derby.
italics could be a pretty interesting weekend.

to seven hours of talk time zone instead focus mainly on the shortage of various fuels from a half weeks that characterizes these lands, already per se 'are losers.
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all started Tuesday with a statement released by puffolandia announcing the closure of the refinery and depots in Port au Prince, including docks tankers.

then began a rather unique tarantella.

group of logisticians autoscolto agggire looked scattered around, looking for a gas station to argue with the Haitians, because obviously all depends on the fuel (the Haitians have a curious concept of electricity distribution: a pull cord , stick to the central and six hours after the workers themselves who have attacked him apart and if you go to sell on the black market, sic).

so here's that hordes of Autieri the pay of NGOs launched themselves in at night or before dawn wandering in search of the attendant corruptible, pickups with the boxes full of empty cans of petrol and inexorably on red indicator (the indicator mate?).

then, here is the idea that rained on him.

"but why not buy a tank of diesel in Santo Domingo and we get here, and then we divide it?"

The acolyte of logistics exchange glances full of deep satisfaction, knowing they were finally able to discover the secret of hot water.

but then the first problems began to arise:

have never taken orders for pizza, perhaps the Derby night? when you are on the phone and start asking "So, how many daisies? but you want the capricious and white naples yourself without the anchovies. therefore, the rice balls? a head? you want the vegetarian white without oil but with the sausages?" salt and in the knowledge that you never come to an end before the beginning of time?

buy ten thousand gallons of fuel oil and gasoline and then divide between the gay cooperating proves an equally difficult:

- intersos not want to have more than 500 gallons of diesel in the yard of the home, who is afraid of thieves (Find me one that if you paste a barrel by 1000 lt shoulder and then we'll talk about), but would need at least 2000 liters gas station (where they put it in your living room?)
- terres des hommes wants 250 gallons of diesel in jerry cans of petrol and 1000 in the bin, but then has second thoughts and decides that it takes 2000, but does not know where to put them then maybe 500 is better , but when you have to do the order?
- Cesvi not want it, but then left on foot and then he wants, but does not know how or what, especially since neither
- GVC decides that he wants, type 500-1000 lt, I understand, 500 or 1000? mica printer to buy the peanuts ...
- Coop takes the grace of god 1000 and 1000 of naphtha fuel, and even if you keep it in stock (what wisdom)
- Action Aid
not received - Save the Children snubs us, but then turns out that for send out its 20 expatriates with 20 car needs oil, but since I'm out of time will have to suffice their good health and a pair of shoes, nine people walk, walk.

and those who did the waiter?

moral of the story on Tuesday, will the truck with the container that will contain the diesel and gasoline.

got the impression that, at the entrance of the truck in the parking lot of the warehouse, deadlock, resume supplies and distributors to distribute, the petrol attendant and we will have start to have coffee with gasoline instead of ' water.

but good news fills our hearts with joy.
finally the frog across the Alps, also known as admin coordinator of the mission, found a Haitian who, in exchange for a wedding and of French nationality, can give you the joy (if you try black, you'll never be back) it does not

want, but we encourage all to anti-happy ending of this love story (the him in question is a means to an evangelical pastor grazing projects)

this opens another chapter:

motivations that move people to go to 10,000 km from home doing useless projects (apart from money, of course)

there are missionaries on behalf of God (and not the Blues Brothers)

there are those who leave and then to finally say 'Fuck the cooperative and the United Nations, so' mejo the military and multinational corporations "and then open a bar or entering the forest guard (could be my case).

there are those who marry the indigenous and Campo Felice (ask for the current logistics of the Italian Embassy in Zimbabwe).

there are those who at home are not able to be as fundamentally differentiated mental depart and arrive at twenty to sixty who do not know who they are, or rather, have their work but have a passport full of visas.

especially the last point to consider is how NOT to reach the goal.

followed extensive discussion on this in due course (with exciting examples of cooperating crazy, sessuomani of international / interracial, of hippies who converted to neoliberalism)

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