A little bedtime story ? Desires pleasure much .
The Church of Pablo
 del Monte was small and simple.
Small and simple also the small town where they stood.
High in the Pyrenäen.That seclusion he had
searched.Him Pablo del Monte, a confidant of the 
last Grand Inquisitor.
Equipped with power and
 pomp they had ruled this country.
Feared, unrestricted almost like the king selbst.That is 
everything for ten years avay.Ferdinand VII. 
The Inquisition had dissolved.
His firmly established self-image in question.His conviction
even
 from Pabst geächtet.All this everything was too much.
Not that he feel guilty.The screams of the tortured and the
Executed at the stake never shaken his conscience.
At its actions in the past, there was no doubt in his mind.
This little
 place away from the trade routes, away new influences.
God fearing and uneducated the Humans.Farmers, craftsmen and
Hemmer in the majority.
He felt he could wohl.Hier bleiben.His power only
but modest not questioned.
Like every night
 he cleans the Altar.The wooden
cross with a thin layer of gold plated rubbing gently 
with a little butter from for the radiating it with a 
fresh new look.
Moves little vases with flowers and cope Removes already
Wilting flowers.
He steps back a little and regarded with satisfaction his Work.
As always.
He drops to his knees finally to a last prayer.
It's almost midnight.
The collection from the ground prepared in a little 
effort and at this hour if no one
 sees so he supports 
his hand on the bottom order to stand up.In this movement 
he believed a moving
To see shadow that was not his own.
He turned in this stooped posture the heath..nothing. 
His heart beat still wild while putting
 up.Trembling knees
unknown risk knowing he relies on the altar.
Heavy breathing and his Scläfen rap and he wishes that he
hasn't his sacristan today chased not angry had him again
once asleep caught in the church.
He tried to
 breathe a little calmer in this stooped posture.
He felt a slight train in Nacken.Human breath.The fear paralyzes him.
Someone / something is right behind him.

He will never stop, that's why! »:

He answered my question. We sit in 

the lobby of a motel near Drumheller 

near Calgary. In my 2nd last station 

before I fly home. "You really know 

him not?": He shows me a copy of his passport. 

I shake my head.

"That's from my motel employees told in Calgary?"

"You have not seen him?" "Uh-huh, every time I 

opened the door he fell in his room.": He has 

(in Take a way opposite) told it and beat his 

wife or girlfriend.
 You could hear their cries

of pain through the whole hotel. "Yes, yes he's

chickened had bruises on the arms."

"I wanted them to know it because of its designation."

"His other friends from Switzerland, we have registered

and called for in the road in front of the motel. »

"And so they throw him out?": I am a little

surprised.

"We can not and do not want to even take care of 

the dregs of other countries.": It is scarce.

One more or less ... what the heck! , "And the body?

I mean dead
 threat are a felony and would be followed

by the state". Surprised.

"I just feel that's my problem!"

"There are teachers, zwinglian priests, local politicians,

pressmen," village policeman "and petty criminals 

(pimps, small-scale dealers, etc.." "A colorful society

... is not it?" "I call 'they antelope."

"Maybe you
 would as other walls collapse when they fall."

"If one looks at the numbers on his Cellular 

that he as such has some friends."

"May I take notes? »

"He
 has something of stored numbers on his 

Cellular »:. My father.

This small reverend tries to spy us. "Did you those shit before

the pulpit or in the editors?":. Grins.

I'm tired ... maybe 3 hours? I am the first .. must be the first.

I was awakened.

The location ... the triumvirate of the revolutionary troops

announced .. etc. I hear only half

An ear. Seats in a shabby, stuffy room with faded furniture

our shelter for this night. They ? She lives here,

(as she likes it well feel?) A mid forty .. chubby figure of the

many births and the deprivation of life ruined, but a nice

lively face. Laughs much speaks loud and lively. It helps to

be monitored.

Coffee? I nod and give her a smile. I try to focus on the map.

She hands me a plastic cup of Nescafe and a plate of 

frijoles .. my / our standard Meal for weeks. The staff officer  

raises his head: "! Your Position..here." running a finger to a 

point. He is on the radio operator and his clamorous box with him.

He must have been standing for a while in the room. He strikes me

only now, because he approaches us at the table. "Oh no!" I just

hastily squashed my beans, suppress a burp and grope for the

cigarettes. "Well reverend..hat of God today morning shift?"

He ignored my irony: "Shall we pray together? .. Also you are

a child of God, my Jew !. "" Those are all kinds of news today! "

My name is currently Mo ... Moshe (Joe, Jack or Jim .. glad many ..

is fashionable and give myself a Jew from .I lied.

Left wing peoble do not like Jews .. I know this and therefore
 

I avoid undesirable contact.

He now somewhat amused, his youthful face is now a bit more friendly.

"I see you as always a good mood!" "Yes, father especially at 2am!" Bubble the smoke with relish against the ceiling. "Do not worry .. your boss gets determined visit today!" And knock on the piston.

He frowns: "Only you here?" One of Joe's know hand towards barn:

"The others are over there! We ... enjoy our privileges!

"She brings him a steaming mug and
 talks to him (friendly)

She is deeply religious!

I briefly consider his cassock when he again turns to me. 

Must be pretty hot in that cowl. "So on the street, they would

over arrest you on the spot in Mexico!" I
 now just can not be 

bothered to God!

He: "God sees his children in all of us, no matter what we wear (or something similar)!"

"Oh, yes, and the Vatican?" "If Papa does not get mad if you touring because without 
correctly
 completed work suit through the area?"

He does not go on a "What comes Anyway now you make more trust in God!"

"Hmmm .. I trust the time dear to the firepower my Fusiliers" and winking towards carabiner.

"I do Klausewitz and
 enough ammunition closer than the Bible Nothing. Sorry. "

"Did you know that his wife has finished writing and published the book?"
 He can counter finally. 
"Yes, yes ... I did." Something can we both like.

Is she really a power or a toy of power?

Free Press for free citizens? A desired image? We peddling

throughout the world.I watch me at times.

Randolph Hurst: "Returns at the pictures, I deliver to you the war!"

That's power.Das had absolute power.

"The SVP is evil, Bush was evil, Israel is evil, everything not left wing is evil!

Well, who is sitting there because at the wheel? Everything evil which is not left?

It's too easy knitted me!

One consideration:

Noam Chomsky has described in great detail in the propaganda model the mechanisms.

It's only a small book. My (favorite -) outline thereof:

The press are the assholes of politicians and, therefore, is to come out even shit.

Absolutely generalize I would not, however.

My yardstick for reliable information is still the annual Press - Awards in the US. We have just the NZZ to an award.

The rest is ignored.

Now our local stations and tabloids live from small dirt road.

Meiers dog was run over, Mr. Celebrity divorced etc .. All sorts of important.

This part of the press lives of small sandwiches and cakes small rolls.

too low to develop the distribution area to a healthy weight and

there are too many for a healthy survival. So shallow fare and any Spinner

crawl in the butt, then you may be a few " bedside table " sell at least yet .

If that does not help: " Red Light Report" sex sales!

Usually they are only part of a conglomerate whose unprofitable appendage

you are. Or the State ( regardless ?? ) . You hungry with lack of money to go there and tell us the world from the quarters Bars Pimp perspective.But what is the measure of a useful message and how it affectsour opinion?

Factual reporting and nothing else I want .
The views and opinions of the writer do not interest me.

Refugees! This is a good recent example.

"To milion they inundate us!" : So the headlines.

Fact: There were about 1,294 milion in, 2015.

In the EU and the euro zone about 840 milion (2015) live.

Funny what flooded there? More likely a trickle.

We see:

Admittedly spectacular images are already. But there are pictures.

It is not reality? Infected since intention behind it?

We see a whole bunch on a closed gate to go full tilt.

Fences tear down or can sew "protest" the mouth.

No. So what I do not want as neighbors.

That we do not see:

The authorities? The order ?

 

What next ?

The effect :

Does not that look more like an onslaught of invaders?

These images trigger fears. That's for sure!

The politicians at odds as usual and unable to look as a team a solution.

How much something is exploited is seen in our neighbors.

Germany .. oh what Europe's best man Angela Merkel seeks to calm and businesslike

Way for this situation a solution. She has at least one.

Only, no one ... it gives the necessary attention the confidence.

At least it seems so.

One usually hears only the usual riffraff that from this

benefit situation hoffen.Mit buzzwords and beer belly wisdom.

The elections are due.

A propo elections! Quite interesting!

Every time in the US elections pilgrimage our Swiss television then.

The Socialist-led Swiss television unloads all her hatred

their main ideological opponents.

Most leading their coverage in the suburbs of Detroit or similar.

As if there were nothing more than crime and misery over there.

"That's a 3rd world - country..?": As the original.

Honestly! When speaking about such friends? (Friends we are still?)

And if there anything so "shitty running" why is the USA's number 1?

Is this good journalism when rumwühlt targeted in the trash cans?

If I saw only this channel then the United States would be a completely broken Rogue state.

Well, too easy!

Today us is an unprecedented range of information sources available.

Many Kassado information channels and not least the Internet.

Against this quantity and quality of these choices have lean equipped

Local news and national TV channels do not stand a chance.

Its importance decreases with the global selection into nothingness.