Saturday, April 27, 2013

22 Unbelievable Places that are Hard to Believe Really Exist

Our world is so full of wonders that new and amazing places are discovered every day, be that by professional photographers or amateurs. Different geographical locations, climatic conditions and even seasons offer the widest variety of natural wonders: pink lakes, stunning lavender or tulip fields, breath-taking canyons and mountains, and other places you can hardly believe actually exist!
Some of the pictures in this collection will be of all natural sights you can find while traveling around the world, while the others have experienced human interference – but even in these cases, the result of such collaboration is spectacular. The Japanese learned how to tame thousands of orchids and form a romantic tunnel out of them; another one was formed all the way in Ukraine by a passing train; and what eventually ends up as hot tea in our mugs, first grows in stunning tree fields in Asia.
No wonder that traveling in one of the best forms of recreation – even looking at these pictures takes your mind to far away places… And yes, all those of those places are real!
Feel free to add more places in the comments under the article.

Tunnel of Love, Ukraine

Image credits: Oleg Gordienko

Tulip Fields in Netherlands

Image credits: Allard Schager

Salar de Uyuni: One of the World’s Largest Mirrors, Bolivia

Image credits: dadi360

Hitachi Seaside Park, Japan

Image credits: nipomen2 | sename777

Mendenhall Ice Caves, Juneau, Alaska

Image credits: Kent Mearig

Red Beach, Panjin, China

Image credits: MJiA

Bamboo Forest, Japan

Image credits: Yuya Horikawa | Tomoaki Kabe

Street in Bonn, Germany

Image credits: Adas Meliauskas

Naica Mine, Mexico

Image credits: nicole_denise

Wisteria Flower Tunnel in Japan

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Black Forest, Germany

Image credits: andy linden

Fields of Tea, China

Image credits: unknown

Tianzi Mountains, China

Image credits: Richard Janecki

Hang Son Doong, Vietnam

Image credits: Carsten Peter

Shibazakura Flowers, Takinoue Park, Japan

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Antelope Canyon, USA

Image credits: CSMphotography

Lake Hillier, Australia

Image credits: Ockert Le Roux

Lake Retba, Senegal

Image credits: buzzfeed

Lavender Fields, UK and France

Image credits: Antony Spencer | Erasmus T

Canola Flower Fields, China

Image credits: +Lanzi

Mount Roraima, South America

Image credits: | Uwe George

Zhangye Danxia Landform, China

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Monday, April 22, 2013


boston bombing conspiracy

I’ve studied and graduated EMT-B certification with the state of Oregon. I’ve been on calls with heavy arterial bleeds, internal bleeding, fatalities, doa’s. I am speaking from direct personal experience with severe trauma.
Here is a telling photograph of the amputee actor. I encourage readers to view the photo side by side with my analysis.
If you lose both your legs from explosive trauma half your blood is gone in one minute via the femoral arteries, you’re dead after two. Bleeding out is worse with blunt force trauma (like shrapnel) because flesh is torn rather than cut, exposing more arterial and vascular tissue. The human body holds 5 to 6 LITERS of blood. If that really happened you would see blood EVERYWHERE, the guy would be drenched in it. You would also see whats called arterial spurting from the injury. Most likely he would vomit after turning ghost white from shock, then turning delirious or passing out. As for the “tourniquet”…
Its not even tied off, its suspended via gravity, which would literally do nothing to anarterial sever. There’s no pressure applied. There’s no knot with a turn stick for leverage. You can clearly see a gap in the nonexistent wrap job on his left inner thigh (left anterior proximal for you experts) His hands have no blood on them. There’s noblood on the ground. The color in his hands and lips shows good circulation.
This is an actor. This is staged. How did they pull it off though? I can show you.
Here in frame six on the left we see the the man with a hood setting up the fake leg wound prosthetics.  His attention and hands are right there. The woman is acting as a shield covering what’s happening.
Frame 6
Here in frame eight the prosthetics are in place. Amidst all this chaos seconds after the explosion the hooded man takes the time to put on his sunglasses which is a signal.
Frame 8
Here in frame nine with sunglasses now on the hooded man and the woman make eye contact, signal received.
Frame 9
In frame eleven after receiving the go signal the woman makes an open hand gesture the direction both of them are looking, signaling the staged injuries are in place for cameras. The prone amputee raises his left prosthetic injury into the air over the woman’s shoulder. No blood is present. The bone is dry, no blood on his leg above the knee, no blood on the woman, no arterial spurt, nothing.
Frame 11
Here in frame fourteen the woman turns her head right but is still holding up that open palm signal with her left hand. The hooded man again busies himself pouring fake blood on the pavement behind the woman. The amputee has both fake injuries in the air now. There is still no blood on his legs, his skin above the injury is clean and dry.
Frame 14
Frame twenty, the fake blood and prosthetics are in place. The amputee gives an open hand gesture along with the woman to bring the cameras in. We’re now twenty frames in and still not a drop of fresh blood from a double leg amputation. His legs are dry, the woman is dry and unscathed. Both are making the same hand gesture.
Frame 20
These are actors. This is staged. It was flash powder. There was no crock pot nail bomb. There are no bombers, only patsy. If your looking for a gunman look at the Army in the streets of Boston. Share this knowledge with everyone.
Something about this entire thing smells to high heaven. When have you ever heard of someone with a blown off leg not bleeding? Some make the claim that it was cauterized, but obviously, the picture of them wheeling the guy out on the wheelchair shows ‘blood and gore’ (a cauterization is a burn that seals the wound). Something changed between these images and when they wheeled him out in front of the cameras.
And there is more analysis from Fist-Of-Freedom:
This image was taken by a third party photographer seconds after the first explosion. There is clear evidence of false flag staging here. The man in the red coat and baseball hat on the right is kneeling down giving directions to the guy in the white T-shirt. Also looking to this pair for direction are the woman sitting to the right and the man in a hood and sunglasses who set up the double amputee prosthetics.
Notice the relaxed posture and face of the hooded man. Notice also the calm prepared posture of the woman sitting down on the bottom right. See how her shirt sleeve is severely torn, yet her skin underneath is clean and clear of injury and blood. From where she’s sitting look right to the bottom right corner and you can see an unmarked bottle of fake blood.
Look to the left and see the cowboy hat man standing there doing nothing. This is the same man who will pretend to hold the tourniquet of the fake amputee actor later on. Look to center of the photo and you will see the african woman moving herself away from the amputee actor since her shielding him from camera’s job is over. Next to her is a woman with red hair leaning on her elbow.
Missing Legman
Compare this now with another photo taken seconds later. Putting them side by side is very helpful.
The man with the hood and sunglasses, who was just sitting up looking fine and healthy after fixing up the amputee actor’s prosthetics, is now on his back being evaluated by two people. Notice the rips in his jeans have no sign of blood or injury on the skin. Thewoman with red hair however is in the exact same pose as a minute ago. Meanwhile the double amputee actor is completely ignored by everyone when he is clearly in the most dire need of attention. There is a small amount of fake blood around him where the african lady shielding him used to be, she has disappeared  What happened to her? Compare this photo with the first in my post.
The african woman who was sitting up, shielding the hooded man and amputee actor’s prosthetic rigging, giving hand signals, looking left and right, having no visible blood or injuries, is now covered in blood and strapped into a spine board stretcher.
In a real medical scenario the amputee would receive immediate treatment or die from bleed out. The fact this actor woman is removed from the scene via stretcher while the double amputee is left on the ground is ludicrous. He would be dead from blood loss before they could even begin spinal assessment procedures involved in moving a patient to a stretched. Not to mention his blood loss would be over five liters, enough to cover the entire scene around these people in a thick puddle.
From firsthand experience with trauma in the field of EMS work, this is not real. These are actors. This is all staged.

I know that many just want to believe. But I can’t help but think. So much doesn’t add up.

Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Soros: Gold a Safe Haven No Longer

Volatility may make money metals less attractive to modern-day investors – at least currently – but the underlying reasons that gold and silver have held their value for thousands of years remain unchanged.

Soros says gold safe haven no more, but sees cbank support-report Institutional investor George Soros said gold has been destroyed as a safe-haven asset, but expects continued central bank buying to support prices, the South China Morning Post reported. – Reuters

Dominant Social Theme: Don’t put your trust in gold.

Free-Market Analysis: For those of us who spend time documenting various globalist themes designed to convince us that global centralization is preferable to disparate power centers, George Soros is literally a “gift” that keeps on giving.

In this one tiny article excerpted above we find two dominant social themes powerfully expressed, even if unconvincingly presented.
The twin points that Soros is making after yesterday’s dramatic loss-making gold sessions is that gold has ceased to be an asset class that investors can count on to retain and even accumulate value, and also that while gold prices may continue to look shaky, central banks will come to the rescue. 

Here is more from the article:
“Gold was destroyed as a safe haven, proved to be unsafe. Because of the disappointment, most people are reducing their holdings of gold,” Soros told the newspaper in an interview published at the weekend.

“But the central banks will continue to buy them, so I don’t expect gold to go down. If you have the prospect of a crisis, you will have occasional flurries or jumps. So gold is very volatile on a day-to-day basis, no trend on a longer-term basis.”

Soros, who called gold “the ultimate bubble” in 2011, slashed his position in the world’s largest gold-backed exchange-traded fund, SPDR Gold Trust, by more than half to 600,000 shares in the fourth quarter of 2012 from 1.32 million in the third quarter.

The price of spot gold has fallen nearly 6 percent so far in 2013, after a 12-year rally, as investors searched for better investment returns elsewhere including equities. In contrast to gold, the S&P 500 stock index is up almost 9 percent this year.

On Monday, gold stood at $1,578 an ounce, regaining some ground after hitting a 10-month low of $1,539.74 last week.
Soros said gold has “disappointed the public, because it is meant to be the ultimate safe haven.”

We disagree with virtually everything that Soros is saying here. Gold and silver have proven to be money metals for thousands and even perhaps tens of thousands of years. The idea that modern price action can have any effect on history’s longest and most convincing monetary trend is ludicrous.

Just as ludicrous is the idea that central bankers will prop up the price of gold relative to fiat currencies. Central bankers despise the public’s use of gold and wish to discourage it because they would rather see the public value fiat money. Gold is a walking reproach to the value of paper depository receipts.

The end of the article quotes Soros as saying that when the euro was collapsing last year, gold went down with the euro because people needed to sell gold to cover losses.

Like all the rest of Soros’s viewpoints expressed in this article, his observation makes no sense in the context of his disapproval of gold as a store of value.

If gold is such a worthless metal, why was it the one repository of value that people could sell to raise cash? On every level, Soros’s logic as expressed in this article is suspect.

Gold has been a store of value for millennia and is not going to go out of fashion as such because of modern-day price fluctuations.
Central banks are evidently and obviously doing what they can to undermine the public’s faith and trust in money metals, preferring that the public hold depreciating fiat currencies. If central banks DO continue to buy gold, thus firming its price relative to fiat (or vice versa for purists), they will be doing it for the same reason that people buy money metals generally, because they are a historical repository of value.

Gold holds its value long term, which is why people were able to sell gold to cover their euro losses. The selling action of the past months and the longer-term stagnation of gold prices relative to fiat does absolutely nothing to vitiate millennia of value.

Volatility may make money metals less attractive to modern-day investors – at least currently – but the underlying reasons that gold and silver have held their value for thousands of years remain unchanged.

Conclusion: Soros is not interested in explaining that. Other agendas are obviously at work.

Thursday, April 11, 2013

Security Tips By World's Most Wanted Hacker Kevin Mitnick

Kevin Mitnick came by his security expertise the hard way. In the 1990s, his electronic penetration of some of the biggest companies in the world made him a notorious tech boogieman, and ultimately landed him five years in prison.
Now free and clear, Mitnick has reinvented himself as a computer security consultant and writer. He travels the world teaching organization show how to secure their information in a world of corporate spies and younger versions of himself. He took a break from his jet-setting to share some practical security tips. Clip them and stick them on your parents' refrigerator or your IT administrator's white board.

Here is Top 10 list of steps you should take to protect your information and your computing resources from the bad boys and girls of cyber space:

• Back up everything! You are not invulnerable. Catastrophic data loss can happen to you -- one worm or Trojan is all it takes.

• Choose passwords that are reasonably hard to guess -- don't just append a few numbers to a no-brainer. Always change default passwords.

• Use an antivirus product like AVG or Norton, and set it to update daily.

• Update your OS and be vigilant in applying all security patches released by the software manufacturer.

• Avoid hacker-bait apps like Internet Explorer and disable automatic scripting on your e-mail client.

• Use encryption software like PGP (pretty good privacy) when sending sensitive e-mail. You can also use it to protect your entire hard drive.

• Install a spyware detection app -- or even several. Programs that can be set to run frequently, like SpyCop, are ideal.

• Use a personal firewall. Configure it to prevent other computers, networks and sites from connecting to you, and specify which programs are allowed to connect to the net automatically.

• Disable any system services you're not using, especially apps that could give others remote access to your computer (like Remote Desktop, RealVNC and NetBIOS).

• Secure your wireless networks. At home, enable WPA (Wi-Fi protected access) with a password of at least 20 characters. Configure your laptop to connect in Infrastructure mode only, and don't add networks unless they use WPA.

Today, Mitnick has been able to move past his role as a black hat hacker and become a productive member of society. He served five years in solitary confinement, and is now a computer security consultant, author and speaker.

Sunday, April 07, 2013

Cerpen 'Timbuktu' Berita Harian Ahad 7 April 2013

Cerpen : Timbuktu

Oleh : Fudzail

Bangun pagi. Menjeling ke arah jam. Bergegas untuk solat subuh sebelum matahari menyiram bumi. Rutin yang tidak pernah berubah. Walau semakin berusia dan mempunyai pelbagai gajet untuk mengejutkan, termasuk jam digital yang melaungkan azan setiap masuk waktu solat.

Jarang sekali mampu untuk bangkit sebaik azan berkemundang. Kalau ada pun, hanya di minggu pertama sebaik menerima jam hadiah yang dibeli di Makkah oleh abangnya. Semangat dari air zam zam yang hilang bersama habisnya air zam zam. Balik kepada kebiasan melengahkan solat dan kekadang, hanya bangkit di waktu zohor, terutama di hujung minggu yang sentiasa sibuk dengan aktiviti.

Mejah cuba kusyuk sebaik mungkin. Dalam rukuk pertama sudah teringat sesuatu. Lantas solat subuhnya sama sahaja taraf dengan solat-solat lain. Sekadar pergerakan fizikal apabila minda dan roh berada entah di mana-mana. Tidak selari antara rohani dan jasmani.

Kekadang lupa untuk membaca qunut dan selalunya tidak membaca ayat-ayat lazim, sekadar Al Fatihah. Rengkas dan laju.Tiada zikir dan tiada doa.

Bergegas kembali untuk masuk ke dalam selimut sambil menyambar telefon pintar yang tidak pernah tidur. Segera ke laman Facebook.

Matanya tidak berkelip membaca satu demi satu status kemaskini. Seperti biasa, semakin ramai meletakkan kemaskini berbaur politik. Selain tentunya perkara remeh temeh yang kalau tiada Facebook, tiada siapa pun peduli untuk ambil tahu, apalagi untuk sibuk menghebahkan dan menghebohkan.

Ada kemas kini yang yang menyambar minda, perang di bumi Afrika mengorbankan ratusan nyawa, bukan pembunuhan ke atas orang Islam di Palestin, Syria atau Burma. Tetapi di tempat yang namanya menganggu tumpuan dalan mencuba kekusyukan solat.


Terngiang suara Abdilla di gagang telefon. Kawan yang pernah sekuliah kursus di universiti tiba-tiba membuat panggilan dari sebuah tempat yang dia tidak pernah dengar.

“Di mana?” Tanya Mejah lagi.

Timbuktu! Mali!”

Dan percakapan terputus. Tergantung. Seakan sebabak drama swasta.

Terus tidak dapat dihubungi. Menyebabkan debaran di dada Mejah cukup kencang sehingga tidak dapat tidur lena. Dan masih terus menganggu di pagi Ahad yang dia dijadualkan untuk ke sebuah pesta rock bersama rakan-rakan sebaya dalam kelab motorsikal.

“Di mana Timbuktu?”

Soalan yang diajukan kepada enjin carian Google, itupun tersalah ejaan. Tersenarai maklumat. Memang  Mejah cukup lemah dalam Geografi. Negara-negara dalam Asean pun boleh membuat dia keliru. Nasib baik ada Google, boleh sahaja dia mendapat maklumat apa sahaja di hujung jari.

Mejah terus membaca satu demi satu maklumat yang tertera dan mula merasakan sesuatu yang meratah kesedaran. Bagai ketukan tukul memecahkan kepala.


Tergesa-gesa Abdilla mematikan telefon sebaik mendengar tembakan yang tiba-tiba meledak. Tidak sempat untuk meneruskan perbualan dengan Mejah. Dia berpusing mencari tempat yang selamat dalam bangunan yang semakin menjadi sasaran. Memang dalam keadaan perang antara militan tempatan dan tentera yang dibantu oleh kuasa luar, semuanya memungkinkan.

Apalagi buat seorang luar yang datang tanpa mengetahui akan berlaku pertempuran. Datang sebagai pelancung yang terpikat dengan sejarah peradaban sebuah empayar lama dan tidak semena-mena terperangkap dalam tragedi kemanusiaan di kota purba yang terletak antara Sungai Niger dan Gurun Sahara.

Keadaan kembali tenang beberapa minit kemudian. Lantas perbincangan yang dijadualkan terus dimulakan.
“Kita perlu selamatkan segera manuskrip purba yang ratusan ribu jumlah ini!”

Begitu kata Mohamed, ketua pusat Institut Penyelidikan untuk Pengajian Islam Ahmad Baba (IPPIAB) yang mempunyai perpustakaan dengan lebih 20,000 manuskrip purba.

Pesanan yang terus membuatkan Abdilla nekad untuk berada di Timbuktu biar nyawa terancam. Sebagai sukarelawan yang tiba-tiba terasa mempunyai misi dan matlamat dalam kehidupan. Misi pertama dan penuh risiko, untuk menyelamatkan manuskrip yang menjadi bahan ilmu dan sejarah sebuah keagungan silam Islam bumi Afrika.

“Manuskrip yang kita ada sebahagian kecil dari 500,000 manuskrip Timbuktu yang berusia ratusan tahun, dari abad ke 14 ke abad 16. Semuanya ditulis tangan dan mengandungi pelbagai ilmu sains, matematik, Islam, 
sastera, perubatan, perundangan, falak, falsafah yang nilainya tiada bandingan dan tiada ganti di dunia. Pelbagai muzium dan perpustakaan serta pusat penyelidikan dan arkib di Timbuktu menyimpan secara sukarela!”

Bersungguh Mohamed bercakap dan bersungguh juga Abdilla mendengar. Mereka bersama kakitangan institut segera merancang untuk misi besar dalam suasana tegang.

Sebagai anak kelahiran Sudan, Abdilla memang kagum dengan apa yang dilihat di Timbuktu yang pernah mempunyai sebuah universiti, Universiti Sankore diwaktu eropah, amerika, asia masih dalam kegelapan.

Berbangga Abdilla sebagai anak Afrika untuk mengentahui, bumi Afrika tidak segelap, sejahil dan semundur yang selama ini menjadi persepsi. Barat sebagai penjajah telah menggelapkan sejarah Afrika setelah merompak kekayaan hasil bumi. Dan sejarah ditulis oleh pemenang yang tentunya beragenda sendiri. Sejarah bukan fakta kebenaran sepenuhnya.

“Mujahidin yang mendakwa sebagai pejuang jihad Islam itu mahu membakar semua manuskrip?”

Tanya Abdilla dalam keraguan. Baginya, tidak mungkin mereka yang memperjuangkan negara Islam mahu membakar manuskrip ilmu Islam. Satu kebodohan terlampau. Tidak islamik dan beradab tinggi.

“Ini bukan kali pertama, abad ke 16 tentera Maghribi, pengembara Eropah di abad ke 18, penjajahan Perancis di abad ke 19 dan kini abad ke 21, mujahidin yang dikatakan dibawah Al Qaeda,  ratusan manuskrip ini tetap selamat walau cuba dimusnahkan, itulah kuasa Allah!”

Mohamed bercakap dengan penuh ketenangan seperti wajahnya yang sama memaparkan ketenangan. Dia yang masih muda nampak cukup pengetahuan dan berkemampuan.

“Seperti keadaan yang lalu, kita mesti sembunyikan manuskrip dan bergerak secara rahsia. Strategi berhemah untuk menyimpan dibawah lantai lumpur, dalam almari, kotak-kotak, bungkusan-bungkusan dan bilik-bilik rahsia, selain gua-gua di gurun atau bahagian hulu bandar Mopti dan Bamako!”

Abdilla sudah bersedia dan terus teringat kepada Mejah, kawan baik di sebuah universiti di Malaysia. Mejah yang tentu berminat dengan manuskrip sebagai seorang pustakawan. Mejah yang diharapkan Abdilla, menjadi sukarelawan bidan terjun seperti dia.


“Kau tahu, Mali mempunyai simpanan emas, minyak dan mineral yang besar! Sebab itu kerajaan Perancis campurtangan dan menghantar tentera. Kau ingat pihak Barat saja-saja mahu menolong? Semuanya ada agenda dan kepentingan sendiri!”

Adenan bercakap dengan memamah laksam Trengganu di mulutnya. Memandang skrin. Berkomunikasi secara skype dengan Mejah.

“Aku pun baru tahu, orang paling kaya dalam sejarah dunia ialah Raja Mali, Mansa Musa yang hidup dari tahun 1280 ke tahun 1337. Dia dikatakan mempunyai kekayaan sebanyak USD400 bilion. Seorang yang alim, pernah ke Makkah dalam tahun1324 dengan membawa 60,000 rakyat dan bertan-tan  jongkong emas, sehingga harga emas jatuh selama dua dekad dan dia memberi emas kepada fakir miskin yang dia jumpa dalam perjalanan. Dia juga membina banyak masjid di mana-mana beliau singgah!”

Mejah menyambung perbualan dari pejabatnya. Semakin menumpukan perhatian kepada berita dan maklumat mengenai Mali. Ada gambar masjid Djenne yang dibina dari lumpur apabila sultan Kunburu memeluk Islam, dari istana yang diruntuhkan.

Adenan hanya ketawa. Seperti biasa, santai di Kuala Trengganu. Tidak seperti Mejah yang sentiasa terkejar-kejar dengan kerja dan aktiviti anak muda.

“Semua itu kita tidak belajar di sekolah. Pengetahuan sejarah kita terhad kepada sejarah sendiri dan sejarah Barat. Begitu malang, sekarang dengan wikipedia dan Google, banyak maklumat berguna yang tersingkap!”
“Itulah. Bila dah besar panjang, baharu aku tahu mengenai Timbuktu, Mensa Musa dan sebuah negara bernama Mali! Memalukan. Kalau tidak kerana Abdilla yang sanggup mengorbankan nyawa sekarang, terus aku tidak tahu, betapa ignorannya kita!”

“Aku pun sama, hanya tahu apa yang berlaku di Palestin, Syria da Myanmar. Umat Islam yang disembelih di tempat lain, kita tak tahu!”

“Jom kita ke Timbuktu!”

Tiba-tiba Adenan tersentak mendengar saranan serius Mejah.

“Apa kau gila? Mana selamat? Kalau nak mati cepat, kau pergilah!’

“Mati kat mana-mana dan bila-bila. Kawan kita si Sam itu pun mati lemas walau pandai berenang. Aku pergi mahu selamatkan manuskrip Timbuktu, itupun jihad!”

Adenan terus sahaja ketawa. Baginya, lebih baik berjihad di Kemboja yang penduduk Islam masih ramai miskin dan buta huruf. Lagipun dekat dan lebih selamat.

“Kau solat dah regular ke belum? Subuh pun selalu qadha, tengoklah tentera Saladin yang menakluk Baitulmuqadis, solat tahajud tidak pernah tinggal!”

“Itu untuk tawan Baitulmuqadis! Ini untuk menyelamatkan manuskrip Timbuktu!”

Mejah sama ketawa walau jauh dalam dirinya, terasa jantungnya terkena panah bisa dari kata-kata Adenan yang sejak lama mahu menghamburkan peringatan itu.

Seketika, memuncak azam dan semangat. Dia mesti berubah dan perubahan bermula dari membetulkan solat dan menjaga solat, bukan sekadar menghabiskan masa di depan skrin dengan Facebook dan berpelisiran dengan aktiviti tanpa pahala!


“Kalau enam bulan lalu, saya tidak mungkin pasang bendera Perancis di teksi! Sekarang, semuanya kembali aman di Mali dan terima kasih kepada tentera Perancis serta sekutunya!”

Pemandu teksi bernama Gicko itu bercakap dengan bangga. Abdilla dan Mejah terkejut.

“Kamu sokong pihak kafir memerangi mujahidin?”

Gicko mengangguk. Matanya fokus kepada jalan kota Bamako. Memandu dari lapangan terbang ke hotel penginapan Abdilla dan Mejah. Sebelum mereka ke Timbuktu melalui Sungai Niger.

“Saya juga berfikiran sedemikian dahulu sehingga anak dan isteri dibunuh oleh mujahidin, yang rupa-rupanya militan ganas! Tidak peduli kepada kemusnahan, malah mahu membakar manuskrip Timbuktu!”

Sekali lagi Mejah dan Mejah nampak terkejut. Pemberontakan Mali bermula dari etnik Tuareg yang mahu negara sendiri, Azawad yang bermula semenjak tahun 1963. Orang-orang Azawad terdiri dari Toureg, Songhoi, Arab dan Paul dan mahu tiga daerah Mali utara, Gao, Kidal dan Timbuktu sebagai negara baru, Azawad.

“Bukankah mereka mahukan sebuah negara Islam yang mengamalkan shariah sepenuhnya? Dan bukankah Perancis mahu menjaga kepentingan syarikat yang banyak melabur di sini? Termasuk menjaga bekalan minyak, emas dan mineral terutama uranium?”

Pertanyaan Mejah yang sebelum datang ke Bamako, sempat mendalami maklumat dari Google. Mali mempunyai 90% penduduk Islam dan 72% peratus warganya berpendapatan kurang dari RM3 sehari. Lombong emas di Mali hampir semuanya milik keluarga Rothschild yang mengikut rekod, kedua terkaya selepas Mansa Musa. Ironi sekali. Kekayaan bumi umat Islam terus dimilik zionis, termasuk minyak dan mineral.
Gicko terdiam. Dia menarik nafas sambil memasang puting rokok.

“Di mana-mana umat Islam yang semakin seperti buih-buih di lautan jumlahnya terus menjadi mangsa. Seperti di Mali ini, kalau memilih mujahidin, apakah semuanya akan aman dan terjaga? Lihat Mesir, Tunisa, Libya masih belum tamat sengketa dari revolusi!”

Sepatah kata dari Gicko yang menerojah kesedaran Mejah. Memang benarlah, jauh perjalanan, luas pemandangan. Dan tidak semua maklumat, berita, imejan yang terpapar di skrin Internet itu tepat dan sahih.

“Semua ini kerana kita terlalu bersengketa, tidak bersatu dan terlalu taksub dengan politik serta berprasangka sesama sendiri. Sudan juga berpecah dua!”

Abdilla menyampuk, teringat tanahair dan Mejah juga segera teringat tanahair yang baharu ditinggalkan.
Dalam berharap, manuskrip Timbuktu memberi jawaban, terutama dalam politik yang terus memualkan!

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