BG 2020

4 July - Swan Lake by Pancharevo Lake

Swan Lake by Pancharevo Lake, so that we don't forget that Nature is the greatest artist.

At present Sofia Opera has a reasonably good corp de ballet, no stars, no costumes and no decor - in a word no money - which reminds me that the world's oldest ballet biennale and competition Varnensko Liato or Varna Summer won't take place this year; and not because the COVID19 crisis, but because of mere lack of money. It seems that in order to reach EU funding, one should be EU-funds-grabbing adept, which apparently the people running Varnensko Liato aren't. This, on its turn, speaks only good about them.

The show by the lake was shortened and with one entr'acte instead of the usual three. An entr'acte which I took advantage of to make a runner to the adjacent restaurant and spent the second act eating kufteta (big, flat, in this case fried, meatballs) garnished with cabbage sallat (not a lesser classic than Swan Lake itself in Bulgaria) and lutenitsa (red peppers paste) washing them with rakia (Bulgarian eau de vie. Yes we eat with brandy in Bulgaria. This is what we do on the Balkans), while contemplating the night falling over the lake and overhearing Tchaikovsky from the close distance.

Spying "backstage" from the adjacent restaurant

Dolya Gavanski at the stage of Sofia Film Fest, Voenna Akademia 3 July about 2115

4 July, Putin's Constituion Amendment or Think Twice

If you think international events don't personally concern you - think twice.

The whole world got b*gg*r*d by the Kremlin. The whole world and each of us personally.

Say yesterday, 3rd July, when I headed to the opening of Sofia Film Festival at the open-air cinema hidden amidst the dark green gardens of Voenna Akademia little did I expect to get exposed to 1h25min pure Soviet propaganda....

Soviet propaganda undercover, as Women's Day, the film selected for the opening is described by IMDB as "Documentary | 26 November 2019 (UK) "The lives of women living through a convulsive era of historical and social change. It provides a unique insight into Russian feminism." Hence, my surprise at the 85min overt and vulgar Kremlin propaganda, which for somebody of my age is a pure insult.

"Russian feminism" turned to be pure Soviet era Bolshevism. The stars of the film - all female KGB medalists. Furthermore, 'Women's Day' opens to the achievements of Soviet cosmonaut and member of duma - Valentina Tereshkova. The same Tereshkova that " ... tabled a last-minute amendment. Her proposal envisaged re-setting the clock for presidential terms, allowing Putin to stay on as president for another 12 years, should he choose to do so. Shortly afterwards, the bill was rubber-stamped by both houses of the federal parliament, and all of Russia's 85 regional parliaments."*

So there I was, in a presumably EU-state capital, at a presumably cultural event, suddenly kidnapped and made complicite to an apocryphal celebration of the entry into force of the new amendments that would allow Putin to remain in power until 2036. What upsets me most is that at every point there was EU sponsorship involved: I couldn't dig it up, but by the way the film looks and was presented, I am sure that there has been a partial, if not whole, EU funding of it. 'Creative Europe Media' on the other hand, is one of the sponsors of Sofia Film Fest. Else to say - Soviet propaganda is now paid for with EU tax-payers money. Another upsetting fact is that the film has premiered last December, according to the words of the presenters, in Oxford and Harvard. Soviet propaganda for English-speaking intellectual future elites, on both sides of the ocean, paid for with EU tax-payers money. Ingenious, I have to admit.

'Women's Day' ends up with another Soviet female general and surviving WW2 Soviet hero, who admits that she is still "there in the war. For me it has never ended. I am still there. It still goes on". I think that this is very true, not merely for this centenarian general. Probably for all Soviet generals WW2 hasn't ended and they still fight it. Only we, the very strange optimists, live with the illusion that WW2 and the Cold War have ended, Democracy has wan and other bisareties.

After last night's rape, this morning I woke up with few questions: Is it an irrelevant fact that Angela Merkel is from Eastern Germany? Is it an irrelevant fact that the methods with which Bulgarian PM rackets major Bulgarian Businessmen is the same with which Bashar al Assad racketed his brother in law? I mean for Bashar we know that he has to pay Moscow for their military backup, who and what for the Bulgarian PM has to and is paying? Doesn't the EU realise that the levels of centralized racket and corruption in Bulgaria represents a threat to its security? Or is the EU a hidden, yet voluntary participant in it?

Questions, questions, plenty of questions emerge when one gets b*gg*r*d.

Apart of the questions, I woke up to the realisation that : This is a war, a global Soviet war and we better wake up to its realities. WW2 hasn't ended - the Soviets are in offensive.

Сибила, Чарли и Наско Русков

2 юли, към 2200 часа, откриване на Сингълс

Тези тримата са скучни всеки сам по себе си, но събрани накуп са неочаквано любопитна комбинация. Заведението, точно срещу телевизията, не прилича на нищо, но пък Сан Стефано се очертава като доста любопитна уличка - като се изключат двете спаружени дървета и трите мръсни знамена точно пред входа на БНТ.

Наско Русков, преди 25 години имаше една много симпатична приятелка, хероиноманка, за която много исках да го питам какво прави, но не успях, защото не й помня името. А, нямаше как да го попитам описателно, защото беше съ сегашното си гадже. А, тя пък е на 25, колкото беше преди 25 приятелката за която исках да питам Русков.

Това, че мъжете остаряват по-невидимо от жените е особено дразнещо при приятелите (Русков не ми е бил приятел). В момента всичките ми приятели са с гаджета на по 25 години. А, приятелките ми, съответно на същата възраст като приятелите ми, са без гаджета.

И пак, с приятелите иди дойди, но да видиш бивш любовник с младо момиче понасноящем си е истински провал. По-сърцераздирателно е дори от това, че собственият ти мъж младее.

Този именно елемент на остаряването ме хвана най-неподготвена.

Така и не разбирам защо жените на 50 не ходят систематично с мъже на 25. Само така ще сме квит.

Има и друго, като сравня сегашната приятелка на Русков с тогавашната, от преди 25 години, всички плюсове са в полза на старата - буквално и преносно. Което пък значи, че младите гаджета на възрастните мъже не са задължително качествени... но ва пък допълнително ме разстройва...

"13 March - 13 May Work, work work...." says the white banner perched on the roof of the House of Humour and Satire, Gabrovo 29 June, about midday.

30 June - In Memoriam (Part Two) Sans changement

A friend invited me to visit his hometown Gabrovo; an invitation I accepted with pleasure for Gabrovo is a picturesque, little town settled in beautiful mountains amidst a history-wise important area. It also so happens that Gabrovo is the hometown of Christo. I thought vaguely that I might do some research interviewing my friend's grandmother, see if she, aged 98,  would remember relevant anecdotes from before 1956 - the year Christo left Bulgaria. Furthermore, my friend's grandmother lives in the building next to the building where Christo's family lived.

The dear grandmother wouldn't remember a thing about the Yavashevi family - upon her arrival in Gabrovo from a nearby village in the distant 1947 she worked in "the factory of X, not the Yavashevi's one". My friend's mother got me slightly closer (to what? not sure) - in her youth she has played on the stage of the local theatre in a piece together with Anany Yavashev, Christo's nationally notorious actor-brother. Carried away by other stories, we forgot to look at the relevant photos in her album.About Stephan, the third brother, nobody knew anything to say.

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On the roof of The House of Humour and Satire - for Gabrovo is also known as The Town of Humour and Satire - a banner reads "13 March - 13 May* Work, work work...." - I laughed for about twenty minutes looking at it...

*Bulgaria's COVID19 lockdown period

29 June - The Astronauts' Alley

The Astronauts' Alley, Lovech, late afternoon

27 June - In Memoriam

A complicated text shuttling between the ideas that:

Bulgaria is The Evil Stepmother - but then who is the Mother? Hence, no, not the Stepmother, but the Very Depressed Mother, of the sort that points a gun at a child and fires it, so that all her children run out of the house and never come back - to all its children and the idea that:

 Bulgarian was the last thing Christo was defining himself as; so then who cares whether Bulgaria is an Evil Stepmother or a Very Depressed Mother.

All these complications as a mere cover up of the fact that Sofia Town Gallery had managed to gather only five (5!) litographies by Christo and Jeanne-Claude and many a documentary films non of which in Bulgarian.

25 June - Митaшки❣

Художник на свободна практика❣

Ivo and Шунда at Mozei 24 June about 1500

24 June - Ivo at Mozei with Шунда

Ivo Dimchev's gallery Mozei (Moseum) is straight at the belly button of old Sofia ; just before the curve of Ruksi, as RakovskiStreet was called by my mother's generation. 

This Wednesday, Mozei featured the very-of-our-time exhibition -  of Sofia sculptures photographed clad in gaz and other masks -  'Kafin'. A visionary concept of Victor Velchev and Hristo Soikov dated 5 January 2020.

It so happened that when I passed by Mozei Ivo was also passing by for an interview with bTV - hence the photo of him with his newly acquired pet Шунда (which according to Bulgarian Urban Dictionary means "An abundantly haired and strongly smelling female sexual organ").

At present Ivo is delivering sing&drive experiences to his fans.

More on Mozei here

More on Ivo and Шунда here

Sculpture 7/3, Victor Velchev and Hristo Soikov dated 5 January 2020.

Nadezhda Oleg Lyahova at Little Bird Space Vernissage

23 June - Vernissage

Few are the things that I like more than a vernissage. The excitement of it: What will be the art? Will I like it? What will I be wearing? What people will be there? Will they like it? What will they be wearing? - Say last year by this time at an exhibition opening in Mayfair an art teacher in bicycle tights talked me so much into the charms of a painting that I wasn't liking just a minute earlier that I remember it in detail until now - The commotion of it.... 

At the Kitchen Table a solo exhibition By Nadezhda Oleg Lyahova, is also a mono exhibition - with the Orange as a sole object of 21 photographic still lifes . A bright orange spot in the grey drizzle of Sofia by dusk time. The Little Bird Place Gallery hosting Nadezhda and the Orange is also to be mentioned. Covered in ivy, the tiny new space is dedicated to all things art and ecology and displaces a large spectrum program of resident artists, book presentations and other curious events. At the opening last night Mayfair's art teacher was replaced by an art critic, from whom I learned that Syberia was the most trendy tourist destination among her friends this summer - no wonder, Sofia today was 13 degrees cooler than Syberia's 31.

More on Nadezhda Oleg Lyahova here

More on the gallery and this exhibition on the gallery's website here 

 

21 June Black Sun Rising 13th Edition

Set in a beautiful mountainous landscape BSR strickes also as a musical festival initiated by DJs ❣ and unlike so many others by drug dealers And I absolutely loved it for that. Intention matters after all. Forget the road to hell is paved with good intentions.

20-21 June Weekend newspaper 2020

20 June - Boiko Borisov sans changement

"Bulgaria dealt successfully with the migration crisis. We receive letters from colleagues how we dealt with the Coronavirus //What letters? congratulatory or letters in which other PMs ask Boiko details on his successful dealing with the COVID crisis?//. Today, we spoke with Charles Michel Bulgaria to receive probably the biggest (amount of) money //in the EU?// during the coming months. Bulgaria did two impossible //in what sense?// projects - Balkan Stream and the interconnector with Greece. The bank union is the warrant that banks won't be led into failure. And what do we get (in return)? Kompromats, manipulations. In KGB manuals it is written, when you create a Kompromat it should disgust who watches it about oneself //don't ask me. And as I, unlike others, presumably Boiko included, haven't read KGB manuals, I wouldn't know what exactly PM means//. How could they take a photo of me in my bedroom and then delete it? With this //which of the two?// they show that it is a set up. I will leave the Prosecution to investigate it. All we needed was for a small boy to be ( photoshped laying ) next to me //here PM hints that as the photo includes photoshoped guns, money and gold bars - an obvious set up; it could've well included a photoshoped child so that the PM gets accused in paedophilia// and I would have jumped out of here straight //no idea where was the statement made - at a swimming pool jumping tower? Next to the jumping castle in a KGB themed amusement park? At the roof of a very tall building //" Today's Weekend newspaper 

Asked, on BNT's tvshow Panorama yesterday, about the impact of PM's naked photo, anthropologist Haralan Alexandrov suggested that the photos didn't affect negatively PM Borisov's popularity. "Borisov's naked body, defenceless in his sleep, awakened the motherly instinct in Bulgarian women" - I am quoting Haralan by memory - "Bulgarian women felt compelled to cover the Naked Body of Power with a blanket" the anthropologist said, incinuating that whenever Bulgarian women see a naked body they treat is as a Teddy bear and want to cover it cosily and put it to sleep.

Here I would like to correct Haralan, who evidently hadn't thoroughly researched the matter with his female entourage, and let him know that : Seeing a naked body, the Bulgarian woman would wish to cover it, only if she recognized it as the one of the village idiot; had she recognized it as the Naked Body of Power, she would have done something else with it. ^^

Other than that, the PM's analysis of the situation and more particularly his desire to jump, of a presumably high place, reminds me of an old statement of his "I will topple myself but for real" on nobodyrememberswhatoccasion some ten years ago.

Hence, with his persistent suicidal tendencies Bulgaria's longterm PM needs an urgent iCope referral.... take away the blankets and the dildos.

Drawing at Etud Art Gallery

18 June - Men - 'sans changement'. Me - neither.

Drawing at Etud Art Gallery ul. "Tsanko Tserkovski" 34, 1164 g.k. Lozenets, Sofia

How good is a morning when it starts with a strange, naked man; yet without hangover nor remorse!

The benefit of a tiny capital like Sofia is that one can do an activity in the morning, another in the afternoon and still end up finely bandaged before dinner.

At Sekibaku Shibari Dojo Centre Sofia one gets an exciting and invigorating, while still puritanly dressed, bandaging experience in broad day light.

^^^^^ my brows lifted many times.

https://www.shibari.bg/

At Sekibaku Shibari Dojo Centre Sofia about 1830

City 17 on 17 June at dusk

17 June - Bulgarian or Russian? The City 17 Mystery

 Back in Sofia.

The weather has been so bad in Sofia ever since my return, that en lieu of an update I suggest watching a film.

Whether wise, as I said in the distant 2018 when at the LuciFairian Games in Sofia the weather was remarkably English: "Bulgarian weather in England. English weather in Bulgaria. The world is so upside down that the only sign missing to mark the end of the world is for a c*ck to write on a wall CHALK”

LAAF's film of the week

15 June - sans changement - The War of the Monuments

It is not clear where and when the War of the Monuments exactly began. This Russiet (Soviet+Russia) hybrid war techniques might have begun in Macedonia with Skopie 2014* - the project consisting of the construction of over forty, not less!, monuments in only one city - or somewhere/somewhen else. But the story could well start here, as every story has to start somewhere.

In 2010-2014 Somebody - guess who - needed to oppose Macedonia to its closest natural allies, both EU members, Bulgaria (Bulgarian nationality is open to all Macedonians;  many get BG a passport with its advantages - healthcare and free EU travel/work♤) and Greece. The aim was obviously to delay the country's accession into NATO**  and EU negotiations***. Nationalistic Macedonian sentiment needed to be encouraged by ballsy opposition to important strategic allies. A spectacular way for this to be achieved was by ornating Skopie, Macedonia's capital, with rows of monuments of Bulgarian kings and Greek heroes and call them "Our, Macedonian kings and heroes". 

Fortunately, Russiet strategies never fully work when Bulgaria is involved. Bulgaria might be poor, but is also ancient, wise and generous. How did the Bulgarians respond to Skopie 2014? Bulgarians read about the new Macedonian "Disneyland" in the press, got into cars and coaches, crossed the border, walked about Skopie, marvelled at the impressive sculptures of Greek heroes and statues of Bulgarian kings,  chuckled with their tongues, eat a македонска скара - the renowned Macedonian barbeque, laughed out the matter over една ракия - the same as the Bulgarian rakia, crossed back the border and told all their friends that they must go and see. "It's superb", they said "It is very well done, even though somewhat kitschy. The barbeque, the Shopska salata and rakia are also great. Go and see". And that was that.****

A quick reminder :  the Soviets tried their best to involve Bulgaria in the ethnic wars of the Balkans in the 90s; this by planting the clock-ethnic-bomb called "The Rainessaince Process" - the forceful renaming of the Muslim and Turkish minorities  and their displacement mid 80s. This foul attempt failed because of the wisdom and natural peace-loving of all ethnic groups involved. 

Passing from Macedonia and its Skopie 2014 Project to neighbouring Bulgaria: national self-determination isn't a problem for the Bulgarians; the ethnic issue can't be toyed with - dear poor minorities simply left the country. What is left to fiddle with by the Soviets is the non-resolute issue with the communist era inheritance. Because the process of revision of the damage done by the Bulgarian communists and seeking responsibility and rewriting the Soviet invented history hadn't been done - now this is the crack to press on and the national disaccord to play with.

And Russiets do precisely this - obviously taking advantage of the fact that Core EU has stuck its nose up its own a*se - both shaking its index finger at Bulgaria and using it as a black case -  rides the communist vs anti-communist controversy and funds monuments. More and more monuments. 

I am not sure when the first of the new-Soviet-wave monuments was constructed. It might be the one in 2015. It is not sure even which of the monuments was the last…. Let's say that one of the last monuments was erected last year in Burgas,  Bulgaria's second port on the Black sea. But before retelling the ridiculously funny anecdote about this latest red-Lukoil monument, I would like to make a second  reminder : In 1944 Russia declares war to Bulgaria just when the new, democratically elected Bulgarian government declares neutrality to Russia and the end of the country's affiliation with Germany. 

The anecdote of the Soviet soldiers dead from alcohol poisoning turns more than 75 years in Burgas. Despite small contradictions in the versions, the essence of the story is the following: 44 Soviet soldiers  died not during the occupation of the non-resisting  town but after it... of alcohol poisoning. The story is further more embarrassing because those 44 methyl alcohol poisoned Soviets are the quasi totality of Soviet soldiers dead in the process of "fighting fascism on Bulgarian soil".

The story has been so diamond-sharp engraved in Burgas' people's memory that during the whole 45 years communist rule the mark of the place has been a simple stone with the inscription : "Here are buried the Soviet soldiers deceased in Burgas town". One more time  "Here are buried the Soviet soldiers deceased in Burgas town".

Obviously, while the witnesses were still alive no one dared to talk about brave death, anti-fascist heroism ou quoi que ce soit.  Thus, on a December night last year - to avoid complications - a three-stone monument was erected only a few feet away from the old stone. The largest of the three new stones reads "Eternal Glory to the liberators" ^^  on pink marble ^^ . While on the two black stones on both sides are engraved the names of 42 (not sure why 42 and not 44 - now I do regret not having couned the names on the stone) soldiers.

In total the Soviet soldiers that had been treated for methyl alcohol poisoning had been 192, 6 of which got blind. These are the facts. According to one version of the anekdot the methyl alcohol container was stolen from a warehouse, while the guardian of the werehouse was shot while trying to warn the thieves that this alcohol is not good for drinking. According to another version, when the container of the methyl alcohol was found by the Russian soldiers, a Bulgarian doctor was summoned and asked to drink from it; the doctor refused, and was sent with a sample to check the content, but the soldiers drank from the alcohol before the result got back.

Either way, now the burial place of the soldiers is ornate by two, rather different memorial signs. While the modern myth running in town is that Lukoil heads, the ones who erected the new monument,  are the offspring of those same Russian Soldiers. One wonders when did the soldiers have the time to reproduce - were they busy drinking or breeding? 

One thing remains certain - the war of the monuments is  a dirty hybrid war. It maintains national disaccord. Hence let’s leave the dead to deal with their own business - I am sure there is no less to do in the Otherworld than in this one; and concentrate on the living.

More on the War of the Monuments in Bulgaria coming soon. 

An outdated, yet relevant and funny video to watch, obviously with a critical eye, is 'Understanding modern political scenario' a lecture by Yuri Alexandrovich Bezmenov aka Tomas David Schuman, here

More on the controversial monument, in Bulgarian, here: https://www.flagman.bg

* Skopje 2014 (Macedonian: Скопје 2014) was a project financed by the Macedonian government of the then-ruling nationalist party VMRO-DPMNE, with the official purpose of giving the capital Skopje a more classical appeal.[1] The project, officially announced in 2010, consisted mainly of the construction of colleges, museums and government buildings, as well as the erection of monuments depicting historical figures from the region of Macedonia. Around 20 buildings and over 40 monuments were to be constructed as part of the project.The project was seen as politically controversial in its nature and as a nation-building endeavour, as it tried to further impose the narrative of Macedonian history, promoting a Macedonian identity with unbroken continuity from antiquity over the Middle Ages to the modern times. Skopje 2014 has also generated controversy for its cost, for which estimates range from 80 to 500 million euros.The Skopje 2014 project encompassed the construction, from 2010 to 2014, of 136 structures built at a cost of more than US$700 million. (wiki) ♤ During the last few years thousands of citizens of North Macedonia have applied for Bulgarian citizenship (amongst them North Macedonia's former PM Ljubco Georgievski), with 42,372 having already received Bulgarian passports. In order to obtain the passport, the citizens of North Macedonia who apply for Bulgarian citizenship must prove that they have a Bulgarian origin and a Bulgarian national consciousness. Between January 1 to November 18, 2011, the Bulgarian council for citizenship considered 22,241 applications for citizenship, of which 13,607 were approve (wiki)

** Distracted by the COVID we didn't pay enough attention : North Macedonia is a member state of the North Atlantic Treaty Organization (NATO). ... The accession protocol entered into force on 19 March 2020, allowing North Macedonia to deposit its instrument of accession and thereby become a member state of NATO on 27 March 2020. CONGRATULATIONS! To Macedonia and to all.

***The EU gave its formal approval to begin accession talks with North Macedonia and Albania in March 2020. (wiki)

****Bulgaria was the first country to recognise the Republic of Macedonia on 1 January 1992. (wiki)

^^ My brows lifted twice 

PS. While writing the story I am thinking: Could it be that Lukoil is right - and the citizens of Burgas have shown the only, be it unarmed and a la Medici, resistance to the Soviet Army? See the War of the Monuments can bring only uncertainties and speculations.

 

Burgas Town Beach, 13 June about 0900

14 June - sans changement

Къде го чукаш, къде се пукa...could roughly be translated You knock here, it cracks there. Which is what happens ever so often with my writings or, as in this case, deeds.

Early mornings are the best at Burgas Town Beach. Everybody is doing their work-outs. For instance, I do my invented upper-body exercise series while walking and probably look like performing a strange solar-cult ritual. Luckily everybody else is too busy with their own bizarre performances to notice. Weirdos unchained, what a delight.

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Yesterday, amidst the above described idull the Russians came. Once in they opened a sound war on the weirdos' silent beach playing Cuban music on a portable loudspeaker. Gone was the gentle whisper of the waves. Gone were the cries of the gulls. Gone was Peace.

After the initial shock. I thought to channel P, my English manfriend, who, unlike me, in situations like these remains 100% dispassionate and like a sphinx in the Gizan desert or a palm tree in Al-Ahsa Oasis* or като побит камък, as goes the Bulgarian expression for a Moai at Ahu Tongarikir, does nothing.

All truth said, Nothing about the Cubano-Russian noise I managed to do for the eternity of 40 minutes. Telling myself "Calm down, it could have been much worse. They could have been a group of fifteen people playing three loudspeakers all along the front line - instead of a single couple 50 feet on my left. They could have been a wedding at a beach after party. They could have been playing Russian pop rock!" etc.

Anyhow, at the about fortieth minute I stopped beimg able to channel my English mandfriend, took out my own portable loudspeaker - don't ask, I never never take it out of bed - out of my bag and I played, very loud and in the couple's direction, the following anticipating to shame the couple onto silence:  

The emblematic tune to a 300 000 000 episodes Soviet Documentary dedicated to how the Soviets fought the Nazis in WW2. It was on tv throughout my childhood, late Saturday evening just before the sole Western film for the week. If you want Western film first suffer WW2SovietSuffering

Immediately provoking a chain of effects, obviously all unexpected.

First, the elderly man sitting two parasols away came to me an told me that this was his favourite tune, it reminded him of his good old youth when he was doing his military service - during the early 60s if you ask me.

Second, the two newly arrived elderly couples came and occupied the parasols right next to mine - this on a immaculately empty beach - They didn't say a thing, but I guess the tune happened to be their favourite tune too.

Third, when the last tones of the tune subsided... the Russian couple changed the Cuban muaic with...Russian pop rock evidently.

I know, I know, I need to become English aber sehr schnell.... Either English, which is the new Buddhist, or Buddhist.

All truth said, the couple also left about ten minutes later. But I don't count their departure as my tune-strategy success. It was simply 11.30 am or FirstDrinksTime, according to the long established Russian drink etiquette. They must have left for the bar, not a mimute early, not a minute late.

My wishful thinking me as an English sphinx; otherwise 'Classic Régence garden Sphinx in lead, Château Empain, the Parc d'Enghien Belgium'

Donka in Action, Burgas Town Beach, 10 June about midday.

11 June - sans changement

Къде го чукаш, къде се пукa...could roughly be translated You knock here, it cracks there. Which is what happens ever so often with my writings.

And here I am again: After spending time and sweat trying to explain what a drainage of national resource is NHS UK, with what felt like no avail; yesterday, when opening Bulgarian '24Hours' or 24Chasa newspaper I read the title "Bulgaria's National Health Service represents a major national security threat". What takes my breath away is that whatever I've been thinking about the problems of NHS UK and possible solution, I have been thinking of the economic, social, political, moral and ethical aspects of the matter - but it haden't occur to me that in fact it is a matter of national security.

It strikes me also is that despite the obvious differences between NHS UK, and NHS BG it seems that the problems at both sides of the European continent can be roughly articulated in the same way. '24Hours' article is a brief of Bulgaria's State Agency for National Security (SANS) 2019 report - which I haven't read - but my brief of the newspaper's brief is the following:

"An increase of the medical tourism because of the lack of trust in the NHS BG //at the receiving end of which is NHS UK//

...which results in organ trafficking //often in the UK, NHS or private and often by tue mediation of third nationality parties//

Various siphoning schemes //endless if you asked me! Obviously in both MHSs//

....Medication trafficking, import, export and transit.

....the increasing number of non vaccinated children combined with the migration from over the world.....

....lack of medical professionals...."

Bta's brief of the same article here:

"24 Chassa: In a report on its activity in 2019, the State Agency for National Security (SANS) warns the Government and the National Assembly that the ever-increasing number of Bulgarians refusing to get vaccinated, the lack of doctors and the healthcare system that is overall not working, are among the biggest threats to national security. The SANS report's public part pays almost as much attention to this threat to national security as it does to international terrorism, and much more attention than it does to the threat from Russia. Due to the poor quality of hospital care and the distrust in the system, ever more Bulgarians resort to medical tourism, organ smuggling schemes are developing, and the deficit of medicines in Bulgaria leads to illegal import through online platforms and 'suitcase traders', the SANS warns."

http://www.bta.bg/en/