JUNE 2013 Hargeisa

Alpha Blondy;964482 wrote: MADNESS in HAG. big one y'all. one minute it was normal, then all of a sudden, its was raining like MAD. mashallah. ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH..... it's INCREASING..........the speed, the intensity, the velocity.......

MADNESS in HAG. big one y'all. one minute it was normal, then all of a sudden, its was raining like MAD. mashallah.

^ thanks, blessedooow, inaar.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&v=tfDTRyz06kg" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen> burning spear, y'all.

The Power Madness The lust for or obsession with POWER has been the bane of Africa’s post colonial development. They will use every means – fair or foul – to secure it. And once they grab it, they will never let it go da. They will kill or maim to maintain their grip on power for 10, 20 30 or 40 years. Not even bulldozers can dislodge them from power. And what do they do with that power? To develop their countries? Noooo! Ask them to develop their countries and they will develop their pockets. Ask them to seek foreign investment and they will seek a foreign country to invest their loot. Only 3 things they know how to do very well: Loot the treasury, steal/rig elections to perpetuate themselves in office and squelch all opposition or dissent. So lucrative has the presidency become that they have transformed it into their family property. Accordingly, they groom their wives, children, cats, dogs and even goats to succeed them. Power sweet them bad. In many countries, we cannot change our rulers without destroying our countries, We would have been able to save so many African countries from implosions had their leaders been willing to relinquish or share political power: Liberia (1990), Somalia (1991), Rwanda (1994), Zaire (1996), Sierra Leone (1998), Ivory Coast (2011), Egypt (2011), Libya (2011), etc. Even then, after removing that cockroach from power, the next rat comes to do the same thing: From Samuel Doe to Charles Taylor of Liberia; from Mengistu Haile Mariam to Meles Zenawi of Ethiopia; from Hosni Mubarak to Morsi of Egypt, etc. Until we set up a mechanism for peaceful transfer of power, there will be more instability, implosions and failed states. This mechanism exists in only 13 of the 55 African states and in some, it is being debauched or corrupted. Here are the candidates for implosion: Algeria, Angola, Burkina Faso, Cameroon, Chad, Congo (Brazzaville), Djibouti, Equatorial Guinea, Eritrea, Ethiopia, Gambia, Guinea, Guinea-Bissau, Mauritania, Rwanda, Uganda, Zimbabwe. The wise learn from the mistakes of others while fools repeat them. ******, on the other hand, repeat their own ****** mistakes. by George Ayittey ---- interesting read. -----

getting ready for a special event to mark the 26th of June, y'all. VIPs ONLY.

^ the ESSENTIALS, ma garatay? :p

^ that's a matter of interpretation. it is NGONGE would gets a kick from being elderly, ma garatay? i was merely massaging his bruised ego, in the hope, he may confer his wisdom on the 'younger' folks. duuqu is wise, you know.

don't forget to pack the essentials, inaar. waa hadaad garatay sheekada? what are you bringing me, inaar?

Cambuulo iyo bun;964428 wrote: Happy 26th june y'all !!! you here, then? bro, where have you been? your absence has been notice and presence sorely missed walahi. great to have you back, ma garatay?

Rahima;964426 wrote: Alpha- is it me or are you causing more mischief than usual maal mahaan. Rahima, how old do you think i am? why are you using offensive terms like 'mischief' against my person. please isku xishood for our strong cordial ties.

awesome song.

Dear NGONGE, can you give me a brief outline of how your life was in your mid to late 20s around the early 1990s. Alz.

Tallaabo;964386 wrote: Alphoow inaar, Horta why were you arrested the other day? :D that's funny.

Mi si love a give away now Mi si love a go around A woman pack it inna van an shi a send some a town Ex amount a love you cyaa get it by the pound So come full yo basket an carry some love a town Jah Vinci goes hard on this one. Jah Bless, y'all.

53 years and still standing STRONG. mashallah.

my personal favourite...... calankeena waa cawaale....calanyahow ha dhicinm, ha dheeliyin, waligaa ha dhicin, waligaa dhisnoow...

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HAPPY 26TH JUNE y'all. to all the true SL Republic patriots.

Jah Bless, y'all.

Jah Bless y'all.

Alpha Blondy;964332 wrote: you know those days, when things have become too much and you can't even write anything to express your thoughts. i hate my work. i want to leave immediately. my life has become my work. that is sad, walahi. there's so much to do and i don't have the energy anymore. being sick over the last 4 days took its toll on Alz. tomorrow is a national holiday but i must work to catch up, you know. jeudi soir maybe cancelled as well. i'm the central atrium of it all, you see, balse, where is the life/work balance? its fcuking 23:40 and i'm still working. fcuk this shit. fcuk somaliland! fcuk being patient and **** this fcuking pathetic thread. i'm out y'all. i'm reachin for the stars y'all, ma garateen? i'm out y'all.

you know those days, when things have become too much and you can't even write anything to express your thoughts. i hate my work. i want to leave immediately. my life has become my work. that is sad, walahi. there's so much to do and i don't have the energy anymore. being sick over the last 4 days took its toll on Alz. tomorrow is a national holiday but i must work to catch up, you know. jeudi soir maybe cancelled as well. i'm the central atrium of it all, you see, balse, where is the life/work balance? its fcuking 23:40 and i'm still working. fcuk this shit. fcuk somaliland! fcuk being patient and **** this fcuking pathetic thread. i'm out y'all.

You remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we walk in fields of gold So she took her love for to gaze awhile Upon the fields of barley In his arms she fell as her hair came down Among the fields of gold Will you stay with me, will you be my love? Among the fields of barley We'll forget the sun in his jealous sky As we lie in fields of gold See the west wind move like a lover so Upon the fields of barley Feel her body rise when you kiss her mouth Among the fields of gold I never made promises lightly And there have been some that I've broken But I swear in the days still left We'll walk in fields of gold We'll walk in fields of gold Many years have passed since those summer days Among the fields of barley See the children run as the sun goes down Among the fields of gold You'll remember me when the west wind moves Upon the fields of barley You can tell the sun in his jealous sky When we walked in fields of gold When we walked in fields of gold