備忘録

チューリップ 心の旅
「今の若いもん」以上に、30年前の若いもんの彼奴らは軽率だ。
おれらもうちょい考えるぞ。...
ってことは、あの当時あの世代だったあの上司は、××だっってこどxsw



Where Have All The Flowers Gone? -Peter, Paul and Mary
ぼくとしては、「花はどこへいったの？」っていう題名のですが、なにか？


same;500miles

@last キング牧師のこと

彼のことは高校１年の時のオーラル授業の一環で行われたビデオ学習でしった。
それ以来気にはかけていたんだけど（もちろんIl est morteだけど←あってんのかな）。
公民権運動、KKK、マルコメックス、愛人、ユダヤ、いろいろあったみたいだけど。
この映像は結構好き。フォレストガンプで使われていたっけ？あの池の中ばしゃばしゃ入るところ。

we shall over come〜
in Arabama とか my 4 children とか thanks GOD とか let freedam ring とか freedam at lastとか。でもbe last(ting) free ではないのね？
”I have a dream”は名言ね。何しろ単数形だし。
28,Aug,1963らしい。えー45年前！
でも、かっこよすぎるよ。
註；下のには誤聴がありましてえ。

At this time we present you the *** of our nation.
I have the present you; the Martin King Jr. there are.

I am happy to join you today,
with goes down in history,
as a great demonstration today,
freedom our nation.

Five score years ago, a great American, in whose symbolic shadow we stand signed the Emancipation Proclamation. This momentous decree came as a great beacon light of hope to millions of Negro slaves who had been seared in the flames of withering injustice. It came as a joyous daybreak to end the long night of captivity.

But one hundred years later, we must face the tragic fact that the Negro is still not free. One hundred years later, the life of the Negro is still sadly crippled by the manacles of segregation and the chains of discrimination. One hundred years later, the Negro lives on a lonely island of poverty in the midst of a vast ocean of material prosperity. One hundred years later, the Negro is still languishing in the corners of American society and finds himself an exile in his own land. So we have come here today to dramatize an appalling condition.

In a sense we have come to our nation's capital to cash a check. When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir. This note was a promise that all men would be guaranteed the inalienable rights of life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.

It is obvious today that America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned. Instead of honoring this sacred obligation, America has given the Negro people a bad check which has come back marked "insufficient funds." But we refuse to believe that the bank of justice is bankrupt. We refuse to believe that there are insufficient funds in the great vaults of opportunity of this nation. So we have come to cash this check -- a check that will give us upon demand the riches of freedom and the security of justice. We have also come to this hallowed spot to remind America of the fierce urgency of now. This is no time to engage in the luxury of cooling off or to take the tranquilizing drug of gradualism. Now is the time to rise from the dark and desolate valley of segregation to the sunlit path of racial justice. Now is the time to open the doors of opportunity to all of God's children. Now is the time to lift our nation from the quicksands of racial injustice to the solid rock of brotherhood.

It would be fatal for the nation to overlook the urgency of the moment and to underestimate the determination of the Negro. This sweltering summer of the Negro's legitimate discontent will not pass until there is an invigorating autumn of freedom and equality. Nineteen sixty-three is not an end, but a beginning. Those who hope that the Negro needed to blow off steam and will now be content will have a rude awakening if the nation returns to business as usual. There will be neither rest nor tranquility in America until the Negro is granted his citizenship rights. The whirlwinds of revolt will continue to shake the foundations of our nation until the bright day of justice emerges.

But there is something that I must say to my people who stand on the warm threshold which leads into the palace of justice. In the process of gaining our rightful place we must not be guilty of wrongful deeds. Let us not seek to satisfy our thirst for freedom by drinking from the cup of bitterness and hatred.

We must forever conduct our struggle on the high plane of dignity and discipline. We must not allow our creative protest to degenerate into physical violence. Again and again we must rise to the majestic heights of meeting physical force with soul force. The marvelous new militancy which has engulfed the Negro community must not lead us to distrust of all white people, for many of our white brothers, as evidenced by their presence here today, have come to realize that their destiny is tied up with our destiny and their freedom is inextricably bound to our freedom. We cannot walk alone.

And as we walk, we must make the pledge that we shall march ahead. We cannot turn back. There are those who are asking the devotees of civil rights, "When will you be satisfied?" We can never be satisfied as long as our bodies, heavy with the fatigue of travel, cannot gain lodging in the motels of the highways and the hotels of the cities. We cannot be satisfied as long as the Negro's basic mobility is from a smaller ghetto to a larger one. We can never be satisfied as long as a Negro in Mississippi cannot vote and a Negro in New York believes he has nothing for which to vote. No, no, we are not satisfied, and we will not be satisfied until justice rolls down like waters and righteousness like a mighty stream.

I am not unmindful that some of you have come here out of great trials and tribulations. Some of you have come fresh from narrow cells. Some of you have come from areas where your quest for freedom left you battered by the storms of persecution and staggered by the winds of police brutality. You have been the veterans of creative suffering. Continue to work with the faith that unearned suffering is redemptive.

Go back to Mississippi, go back to Alabama, go back to Georgia, go back to Louisiana, go back to the slums and ghettos of our northern cities, knowing that somehow this situation can and will be changed. Let us not wallow in the valley of despair.

I say to you today, my friends, that in spite of the difficulties and frustrations of the moment, I still have a dream. It is a dream deeply rooted in the American dream.

I have a dream that one day this nation will rise up and live out the true meaning of its creed: "We hold these truths to be self-evident: that all men are created equal."

I have a dream that one day on the red hills of Georgia the sons of former slaves and the sons of former slaveowners will be able to sit down together at a table of brotherhood.

I have a dream that one day even the state of Mississippi, a desert state, sweltering with the heat of injustice and oppression, will be transformed into an oasis of freedom and justice.

I have a dream that my four children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day the state of Alabama, whose governor's lips are presently dripping with the words of interposition and nullification, will be transformed into a situation where little black boys and black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls and walk together as sisters and brothers.

I have a dream today.

I have a dream that one day every valley shall be exalted, every hill and mountain shall be made low, the rough places will be made plain, and the crooked places will be made straight, and the glory of the Lord shall be revealed, and all flesh shall see it together.

This is our hope. This is the faith with which I return to the South. With this faith we will be able to hew out of the mountain of despair a stone of hope. With this faith we will be able to transform the jangling discords of our nation into a beautiful symphony of brotherhood. With this faith we will be able to work together, to pray together, to struggle together, to go to jail together, to stand up for freedom together, knowing that we will be free one day.

This will be the day when all of God's children will be able to sing with a new meaning, "My country, 'tis of thee, sweet land of liberty, of thee I sing. Land where my fathers died, land of the pilgrim's pride, from every mountainside, let freedom ring."

And if America is to be a great nation this must become true. So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania!

Let freedom ring from the snowcapped Rockies of Colorado!

Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California!

But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia!

Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee!

Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.

When we let freedom ring, when we let it ring from every village and every hamlet, from every state and every city, we will be able to speed up that day when all of God's children, black men and white men, Jews and Gentiles, Protestants and Catholics, will be able to join hands and sing in the words of the old Negro spiritual, "Free at last! free at last! thank God Almighty, we are free at last!"

ニコニコ動画(RC)

たのしー

どうやら合格

したみたいです。
そんだけ。
受験生が一人かもってことは気づかぬ方向で。
４人いたんだけどなあ。あの控え室には。

正直

日常のグチとか、学歴偏重とかは聞き飽きたぞ。

週刊ブックレビュー070916

今回がとくにどうこうってわけではないけど、
アタックチャーンスの児玉清と中江有里がでてる。
中江はたしかポッキー４姉妹としてならしていたはず。ぼくの中学校時代では。

今回のブックレビューは小郡っていう福島の無名の都市。
そこでこれだけの人が集まるってのは、すごい。
大手新聞社の日曜版で書評欄を２ページかけて毎週おいてるわけがなんだかわかる。
文字離れっていうけど、やるじゃん。おれらにほんじーん。
マンガがどうだっていうけど、これもけっこう文字を読むスキルはいるのよ。

ってことで。

日高義樹のワシントン・リポート

今回はSSN潜水艦。
かわぐちかいじの「沈黙の艦隊」さながらの士官食堂の食事。
ビフテキとか。
オクラが美味しそう、じゅる

（艦内の食事とは関係ないですよ^^）
ただ、彼の当時の描写とは違って、艦内はスリムなハイテク機器でした。

っておもってたらこんなのが。(←web魚拓)

石野勝利

Triumph of the Will
をみた。
たぶんドイツポーランドチェコイスラエルとかじゃあ絶対にみれない（法的に）映像だと思う。
建築的には超超有名なのに。

この映像じゃあ、ヒトラーかっこいいなあ。帝国陸軍もあんなんかっちょいい格好してればねえ。
後世にもネオ帝陸とかいたんだろうけど。あ、兄貴たちがいたっけ。アニキたち...子連れでだらだらしてたりするけどね。

それと、この映像に出てくる人たち本気っぽい。
なにせ、あの大勢があの一カ所にかたまるわけでしょ？
トイレどうするんだ？どうしたんだ？！シュペーア！
現代の萎え萎えっこにはむりですう。
まさにイシノショウリ...

ほかにもあるけど、一番凄いのはLeni Riefenstahlってことで。
とまれ、最後までみれた数少ないDVDの一つではあるよ。

#シュペーアは連合軍に捕まって投獄されて出所した後本を出してるぞ。
#レニはベルリンオリンピックの勝利の祭典も撮ってたはず
#ご興味ある方、我が闘争はここで購買遊ばし。

やわらか戦車

が増えていた。

え、しってるって？
ぼくは今日まで知らなかったから、まあよし。

退却ーー！

コウイチくん

なんjかm￥、
おめでちねいたいねえ。

どもってるけど、よろしゅう。
ツノ、ありがとう
ミヤケ、ありがとう

ってことで、おめでちねいたいねえ、コウイチ。

RWC'07@FRANCE

知る人ぞ知る、iRBのラグビーワールドカップがフランスで開かれる。
iRBって、international Rugby Boadの略で、世界的に標準てやつなんだけど。
あとはいろいろな団体があって、ルールが違ったりする。
とはいえ、これは世界のらぐびいのトップを決める大会。

そして、
ブレイブブロッサムズの緒戦はなんとワラビーズ...

はあ。国違うけどロムーはいないとしても...
あのスタンド（なんて名前だったかなあ）もいないとしても...

善戦を信じます。
４年前、８年前と違って、知っている人少ないし。
大畑出場しない。小野澤はどうだったかなあ。


放送してくれる日テレは素敵。３チャン好きになりそうですー。
そろそろ放映。
#

• スポーツの試合でうたう君が代はかっちょいい。


• 小野澤でてるー。こいつとは試合した事あったけど、むっちゃはやかったなあ。


• エルソン#6は鬼門、ていうか凄い。フランカーは結構走れる人が多いけど、バックス並みだなあ、この人。


• 後半15分からは結構一方的。やっぱ強いし、うまいよ、豪人。

結局3-91

でも苦情。オーストレイリアンにはもっとかっこいい試合して欲しかった。
走ってがつんとあたって、走って抜いてなんぼでしょ。

そうとうの久々

出張です。
新潟です。
たぶん、説明するのもぼく。

なんかうれしい。

キャンピング

先週の土曜日曜と、白馬へキャンプへ行ってきた。
正確には、連れて行ってもらったというか、ひたすら中橋とかに先導してもらっていただけ。

過去続けている企画で、３回目かなあ。
でも今までで一番ナイスな企画で、世界遺産になある資格ないのになろうとしている富岡製糸工場とか（ここISOの文化遺産にしたほうが...）、青木湖畔のキャンプ場とか、青木湖のカヌーとか、。

ていうか、参加者みんなリーマン（そうだ、のぶりん除くだった。とまれ、Ｄ２だし、リーマンと一緒だよね）なんだあってのがぐっときた。
リーマンなのに学生気分だしね。

車内で聴いて耳にのこってしまった歌をユーチューブ。