Email Marc Bartra's smile is back, and it's as bright as ever ' I am aware you don't want to talk about the incident in Dortmund, so I know there's a question in there that we've obviously asked not be asked'. As the official started off by telling what exactly was off-limits, tiny little butterflies started fluttering around my stomach. I'd been looking forward to the interview with Bartra, not just because he is an A-grade footballer but also to try and understand the mind of someone who went through great trauma and it would have been fascinating to understand the psyche and inner workings of the man who overcame it all with a smile and a wave of his hand. I'd had the opening kept ready - the boom of the blast, the smash of the glass shattering, the thwack of the bone cracking. But as Bartra's kind voice floated across from Seville, as he talked about the game he loves - the game we all love - with a lovely, almost child-like, passion, I realised what a mistake it had been to try and premeditate the interview.
If in his silence about the blast he revealed that there were still some wounds taking its time to heal underneath the surface (none of us on the call asked him about the incident, not everyone in media is a soulless cretin, you know - we do respect the sensibilities and wishes of the people we write about), in his openness to talk about moving away from Germany he also helped shape the narrative away from the one that had been unofficially - and officially - swirling around his departure, nurtured by those in power at the Westfalenstadion. 'Marc Bartra is a wonderful person and a great footballer who immediately won our hearts,' said Dortmund chief executive Hans-Joachim Watzke in January while announcing the Catalonian's departure. 'Unfortunately, terrible things happened to him in Dortmund because of the cowardly attack. Against this background, we respect Marc's desire to return to his homeland and leave everything behind.' He had been asked to testify earlier that month as a witness in the bombing case, the pain, and suffering he had to endure clearly evident in the statement he made to the court - 'I feared for my life. I feared I would never see my family again,' it read. 'When I remember it, I don't feel good.'
All this had given us the image of a man running away from his nightmares, a man who wanted to leave his own private hell behind him. Hence my desire to start the interview with that incident.
But as we talked, it became plainly evident that the decision was more a footballing one than anything else.
“Property taxes' rank right up there with 'income taxes' in terms of immorality and destructiveness. Where 'income taxes' are simply slavery using different words, 'property taxes' are just a Mafia turf racket using different words. For the former, if you earn a living on the gang's turf, they extort you. For the latter, if you own property in their territory, they extort you.
The fact that most people still imagine both to be legitimate and acceptable shows just how powerful authoritarian indoctrination is. Meanwhile, even a brief objective examination of the concepts should make anyone see the lunacy of it. 'Wait, so every time I produce anything or trade with anyone, I have to give a cut to the local crime lord??'
'Wait, so I have to keep paying every year, for the privilege of keeping the property I already finished paying for??' And not only do most people not make such obvious observations, but if they hear someone else pointing out such things, the well-trained Stockholm Syndrome slaves usually make arguments condoning their own victimization.
Thus is the power of the mind control that comes from repeated exposure to BS political mythology and propaganda.” ― Larken Rose. “In Havana, Vito Genovese, the patriarch of the Genovese family, met with Luciano in his room at the luxurious Hotel Nacional. Genovese informed him that the United States government knew where he was and was applying pressure on the Cuban Government to deport him. It was with this in mind that Genovese proposed that Luciano should turn over his interests to him.
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Luciano flipped out and rejected Don Vito’s suggestion. Consulting with his capos “caporegimes,” Anthony “Little Augie Pisano” Carfano and Michele “Big Mike” Miranda, who was soon to become his advisor and counselor “consigliere,” they firmly believed that, here in Cuba, Luciano would be able to survive the onslaught and be able to remain in Havana. He also understood that if he remained in Cuba it would cost him, and buying his way out of this mess would only be the beginning.” ― Captain Hank Bracker, 'The Exciting Story of Cuba'. “My father was a renowned chef, who had learned his trade as an apprentice in Europe.
During the depression with work hard to find, he accepted employment at Mafia run speakeasies “The Top Hat” and the “Gay Haven,” along with some other similar places, were roughshod, working class nightclubs in Union City, New Jersey, that hosted top performers. Ultimately, being recognized for his abilities, my father was offered the position of “Sous Chef” at the famous Lindy’s Restaurant in New York City, referred to as “Mindy’s” in Damon Runyon’s Broadway play “Guys and Dolls.” Being a loyal employee, he worked at Lindy’s for over three decades until his retirement. Union City, New Jersey, now has the second largest Cuban population concentration in the United States.
But in earlier times it was known for having the rowdy “Hudson Burlesque,” as well as gathering places at the “Transfer Station,” where “men of means” could connect with “ladies of the night” and buy them a drink at one of the classy watering holes, such as the “Key Hole Bar and Grill.” I guess that it all came under the heading of “Entertainment.” ― Captain Hank Bracker, 'Seawater One.' “People in Sicily were unsure which possible scenario was worse: that a judge entrusted with the most delicate mafia cases had sold himself to the enemy of that an honest man had been destroyed by an occult hand. Some suggested a third possibly, that Signorino was not guilty of outright collusion but that he had committed some impropriety, accepted some favor, met or knew certain people of dubious reputation, which would invariant create an appearance of guilt with which he could not live.” ― Alexander Stille. “Among other jobs that we did, my brother Bill and I were shoe shine boys in Jersey City and Hoboken during the World War II years. We went from tavern to tavern shining shoes for ten cents and hopefully a generous tip.
The Hoboken waterfront bristled with starkly looming, grey hulled Liberty ships. Secured to the piers facing River Street, they brandished their ominous cannons towards what I thought was City Hall. An unappreciated highlight was when I shined Frank Sinatra’s shoes at a restaurant on Washington Street, just west from the Clam Broth House. There was no doubt but that Hoboken was an exciting place during those years. Years later I met Frank at Jilly's saloon, a lounge on West 52d Street in Manhattan, for a few drinks and a little fun around town. Even though I was an adult by then, he still called me “kid!” It was obvious that Frank Sinatra enjoyed friendly relations with Mafia notables such as Carlo Gambino, “Joe Fish” Fischetti and Sam Giancana. Meyer Lansky was said to have been a friend of Sinatra’s parents in Hoboken.
During this time Sinatra spoke in awe about Bugsy Siegel and was in an AP syndicated photograph, seen in many newspapers, with Tommy “Fatso” Marson, Don Carlo Gambino 'The Godfather', and Jimmy 'The Weasel, Fratianno. Little wonder that the Federal Bureau of Investigation kept their eye on Sinatra for almost 50 years. A memo in FBI files revealed that Sinatra felt that he could be of use to them. Wacom bamboo mte-450a driver mac.
However, it is difficult to believe that Sinatra would have become an FBI informer, better known as a “rat.” It was in May of 1998 when Sinatra, being treated at Cedars-Sinai Medical Center in Los Angeles told his wife Barbara, “I’m losing.” Frank Sinatra died on May 14th at 82 years of age. It is alleged that he was buried with the wedding ring from his ex-wife, Mia Farrow, which she slid unnoticed into his suit pocket during his “viewing.” Aside from his perceived personal and public image, Frank Sinatra’s music will shape his enduring legacy for decades to come. His 100th birthday was celebrated at the Hollywood Bowl on Wednesday, July 22, 2015.
Somehow Frank will never age and his music will never fade.” ― Captain Hank Bracker, The Exciting Story of Cuba.