¡OLE LA GRACIA DE MALAGA!. Brindis de vino y sangre
Agosto sangriento: Málaga 1487 y 1936. Genocidio y saqueo del pueblo andalusí 18 y 19 de agosto y asesinato de los andaluces Blas Infante el 11 y Federico García Lorca on 18 August.
One is near the month of Ramadan and many North African Muslims will have no choice but to fast for fast, because "Dad" also makes or sheijj ("cure" in this context) in the pay of the state office of religious affairs so prescribed. Heartless cynics who do what inspires them to turn their young master, to be willing to kill for him, forgetting what orders the Strongest and Only Lord of Power: The completely invalidates your fast for leaving poor Muslim children suffer the desert, when they condemn the same as other children in Palestine dying from starvation and disease. Wall of Shame Sahara or the West Bank or Gaza, you will speak of those who think "big believer" in the Al-Qiamen yawm, The Day of the glory of those who stand up on Mother Earth Free. Frightening for the miserable fate facing across the face of injustice or corruption, far more terrible than the fear of the assassins who amamantáis with your taxes, with or without uniform.
However, there are even more frightening on the fourth anniversary of a genocide unparalleled to Pol Pot in Cambodia, the Aragonese and Andalusian Moors in the middle of summer partying and nocturnal revelers Canitas air: arriving Vacation the Costa del Sol, found that fair the organizers have put their barbaric Bloody right in August, when Spaniards waving banners (the Grasia olé!), for the same dates that were accounted for thirty thousand lives victims of the siege of Malaga, disease and hunger (olé that art!) and thousands as a result of the conquest were massacred, without forget the gift to the Pope of Rome of slaves, including children Malaga, to entertain the pontiff his "Deogratias" pedophiles (and olé olé olé with!), but the inhuman rot auction, at its peak stage of pettiness, you have not already felt. Malaga
A murdered in a ditch, unburied lies the shame of his executioners. His spirit wanders around chuflas by the gentleman by the Fair of Shame, that they celebrated-by desaprensión or simple folly-the slaughter of 1,487, which now walks her palm when it celebrates this month the crime seen by all political forces of all Andalusians Father: Blas Infante. Strange Father, Malaga bones lie nameless in the four kilometer road Carmona!. Nobody cared Father turning in an unmarked grave!. No, almost no one cares, when such an atrocity that consent can only be considered, according to the dictionary of the RAE: BASTARDS ...
Andalusia, withered conscience, whitewashed tombs without name or memory, unburied ossuaries desert, walls of obscurantism offering its miseries of waning moon ... Have you not noticed a strange taste in the Malaga wine, sweet and the color of blood?.
Do not you hear the cry that the bullets have failed to quell the olive trees and the east wind?. It's the same did not kneel Seisdedos Casas Viejas (Benalup today, the hotel of the dead), identical to that inspired the great soul of Federico García Lorca, which lies in a ravine unnamed Víznar, in another August more shame so many August ...
may even manage to listen above the ignorance of those who see their children revel in virtual massacres to the small screen of the computer and still enjoy themselves with the death of others on television or in the blood of noble bull in the ring.
Cry of the People, funky, never gettin exterminated:
FREE AND SOVEREIGN VIVA ANDALUCIA! Andalusia
August 16, 2009
18.Agosto.09 x Al-Hakam Rodríguez / Forum
Aben Humeya 
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