Έλπίς μου ὁ Πατήρ, καταφυγή μου ὁ Υἱός, Σκέπη μου τὸ Πνεῦμα τὸ Ἅγιον. Τριὰς Ἁγία, δόξα Σοι.

Δεῦτε ἀπὸ θέας Γυναῖκες εὐαγγελίστριαι, καὶ τῇ Σιὼν εἴπατε· Δέχου παρ΄ ἡμῶν Χαρᾶς Εὐαγγέλια, Τῆς Ἀναστάσεως Χριστοῦ. Τέρπου, χόρευε, καὶ ἀγάλλου Ἱερουσαλήμ, τὸν Βασιλέα Χριστόν, θεασαμένη ἐκ τοῦ μνήματος, ὡς Νυμφίον προερχόμενον.


Δευτέρα 4 Ιουλίου 2011

Flirting with Death




By Yorgos Avgeropoulos*
I have covered conflicts of protestors and police in various places around the world outside Greece, such as in Argentina, Italy, Bolivia, and Mexico. Especially in Mexico the police, as many know, are considered savage, untrained and corrupt. However, what I lived through and recorded along with my co-workers yesterday Wednesday 29/6 at Syntagma, surpasses all limits in savagery. The Greek police rightly, and by a wide margin, gets the prize for barbarity. A barbarity which has no relation to repression but which was a constant flirt with death.
It is a miracle that we did not mourn any dead. And Mr. Papoutsis [the Minister of “Citizen Protection”] should light a candle to the God he believes in, since it is only due to his good luck that he is not apologising today for any dead.
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