Chinese Weapons Sent To Zimbabwe

At a time when much of the world has their eyes turned towards China and its incredible human rights abuses against Tibetan's China has exceeded its already horrific human rights record (Including not only Tibetan deaths but also its own Chinese Students at Tiananmen Square), by sending 77 tonnes of weaponry to Zimbabwe. The shipment includes AK47's, mortars, and RPG's and over 3.5 million rounds of ammunition. This shipment has been sent of course, just weeks after Dictator Robert Mugabe has yet again refused to hand over power despite opposition leader Morgan Tsvangirai winning a majority vote in presidential elections. Essentially what China has done has signed themselves up to the potential death of thousands of innocent Zimbabwe citizens should Mugabe simply decide to act in a manner very fitting with her personality, not to mention also accepting money that clearly should have been spent on much needed development. For these actions the Chinese government should not only be ashamed of itself, but shamed also by the international community and by Chinese nationals.

The Mexican Fisherman

In preparation for my travels I have been sorting through all my possessions to get rid off all the things i don't need. Along the way i found a menu from a Mexican restaurant my girlfriend and I went to while on holiday in Byron Bay and it had a cool little story on it I thought I would throw on the blog. Its simple in both content and meaning but quite an enjoyable little read nonetheless...

An investment banker was at the pier of a small Mexican village when a small boat with just one fisherman docked. Inside the small boat were several large yellow fin tuna. The banker complimented the fisherman on the quality of his fish and asked him how long it took to catch them.
The fishermen replied "only a little time amigo".
The banker then asked why he didn't stay out longer and catch more fish?
The fishermen replied that he had caught enough to meet his family's immediate needs.
The banker then asked, "but what do you do with the rest of your time?", and the fishermen answered "I sleep late, fish a little, play with my children, take siesta with my wife, and stroll into the village each evening to sip wine and play guitar with my amigos. I have a full and busy life."
The banker scoffed, "I'm a Harvard MBA and could help you. You should spend more time fishing and with the proceeds buy a bigger boat. With the proceeds from the bigger boat you could buy several boats, and eventually you would have a fleet of fishing boats. Instead of selling your catch to a middleman you would sell directly to the processor, and eventually open your own cannery. You would control the product, processing and distribution. You would need to leave this small coastal fishing village and move to Mexico City, then LA, and eventually NYC where you will run your expanding enterprise."
The Fisherman asked "but how long will all this take?", to which the banker replied,
"15-20years".
"But what then?" asked the fishermen.
The banker laughed and said that's the best part. "When the time is right you would announce an IPO and sell your company stock to the public and become very rich, you will make millions".
"Millions you say. And then what?", asked the fishermen.
The banker scratched his head and said "Well you would retire, move to a small coastal fishing village where you could sleep late, play with your kids, take siesta with your wife, and stroll to the village in the evening to sip wine and play guitar with your amigos".