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The necropolitics - XXIV

XXIV

Efren had made three unexpected things (unexpected to those who watched) that beautiful, sunny morning in mid-September:

- Getting up early [10] .
- Kill the workers forever, but also to the ambulance drivers and three mercenaries who came later after the hills.
- look at the sign that usually hung on the back of the ambulance and did not say "influenza-infected," but "work of the City Council.

As a result of such changes in routine, Efren decided to act on instinct. And her instinct told her that's where the ambulance came there were many more infected. "Works of the City." Yes, Elche be the beginning of a new stage: the salvation of a large scale. She shuddered with pleasure at the thought. But was good to enjoy the work assigned?
A few voices shouted to each other with such force that Ephrem gave a little start back, running into the ambulance. After a moment Ephrem himself was driving the vehicle towards the center of the city. Coincidentally, all the cars going in the opposite direction to yours. "Of course, the flu," he thought. Did not linger too much in the gutter throw those drivers, it would focus on the source of infection, a place called Town Hall.

- Lady, where do you go to this place? - Pointing to the poster.
- Sir, you must be sick ... - answered a friendly and trembling old woman who had observed the changes in the circulation of Ephrem.
- Sick?! You are the diseased - Boum.

Brains and other unidentifiable parts of the old woman doused with joy the window of a motorcycle parts store. It was unbelievable, no one seemed aware of his illness. Two burly mechanics wrenches came with paths toward the van. Ephrem saw them coming and before proceeding with their hectic tour down the road, giving him a sound bite in the nose of one of them, while putting (MOUTH OF MARY) the barrel of his shotgun in the testicles other. And pulled the trigger. _________________________________________________

[10] probably due to physiological habituation to drugs supplied him daily with meals that was "accidentally" after their raids.

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Students with Mathematics 4 º ESO suspended

Those students of 4 º ESO Option A with Further mathematics suspended, to approve will have to all those jobs that are not green in the notes to Further mathematics which are accessible from this blog , both the second and the third assessment . At the time shown attached to the September exam will have access to a computer to do in one hour a task that has fallen by half doubt, but not go saying how to do each task but simply attend any doubt point and each student must complete its tasks individually, as a test . Obviously no work in the summer and have lots of work pending there is no way of completing them at the time of the September session, so that these tasks should be done gradually BEFORE September.

At 4 º ESO students who have outstanding Option A Math A remind them that part of functions (items 10, 11 and 12 of the book) was passed Further mathematics to provide a little agenda, so no questions on these issues, but indirectly may appear a problem something simple like a straight line, for example, that it is on these issues.

At least 70% of examination will consist of multiple choice questions (data changed) as the exams in pdf that I put on these lines. So it's a good idea to solve over the summer and go to the September exam knowing you do if not all, at least most. Reading the book of the course and especially looking at class notes (or even searching the Internet) can be solved similar exercises.

Exercise type 1 second assessment - Math A

EXERCISE 2 nd review - Math A

EXERCISE 3 rd assessment - Math A

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The necropolitics - XXIII

XXIII

Paul

Brotons City Hall Square looked through a window of the old town hall. Yes, those pedestrians, those little ants down there knew nothing of his macabre plan ... It was while he was in the office, lounging comfortably in his leather chair, trying to crush with a cheap pornographic magazine. I really do not get it and that was starting to become a common problem: age   thought. Suddenly, a buzz, and the voice of the secretary announcing an unexpected visit.

- Make them move, flat. Brotons
watched two of his bodyguards flanked the door, bent low to avoid impact with their heads in the doorway. Before them, a boy dressed in clothes neo-hippies trying to wriggle out of the hands that grasped. He was visibly frightened.
- What happens? - Inquired Brotons, somewhat annoying, because he had just enough time to keep your tool.
- This guy was throwing photos in the swamp. We have caught this morning - said one of the human towers.
- I'm an ornithologist! Study the birds! What's wrong with that, sir! This is illegal, can not stop just like that! They are not even police! AY!

One bodyguard had silence the photographer with a magnificent dam on the arm. Brotons approached, swaying to the beat of their busy meat, and took an ear to the individual, who tried to escape again, to no avail.

- So you like to stick their noses where they do not call you, eh majete? - Councilman ear whispered the boy. - Now I'm going to teach me how to treat those who sneak into the party uninvited.

The boy tried to scream, desperate plea for help but was drowned with a resounding punch in the belly courtesy of Brotons which then struck him several blows in the face to him to the ground, where the poor man discovered the extreme hardness of the shoes Martinelli contact with their bones. For its part, Brotons, I just noticed how a strong erection struggling to get out of his pants. Was finally quiet. His dignity as a man was insured!

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The necropolitics - XXII

XXII

Thursday August
x 2010

Here is the list of information you asked. As I promised you I have also included speculation about the bodies found in the contaminated area. According to our sources of information could be included among the fatalities, the victims of bus accident on private schools "Missionary Don Raphael." We attribute the same cause the bodies found in the mud of the swamp, which would make a total of 71 people unaccounted for in the statistical analysis I present below:

- No. of low ........... .............................. 288
- fertile ground M2 ..................
585 - Number of trees planted .................. 65

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Perelman EQUATIONS SHOW THE EXISTENCE OF GOD

guess everybody already knows, but just in case I present to you: Grigori Perelman. He became famous a few years ago to prove the Poincare conjecture, stated in 1904, on the labeling of n-dimensional topological space. It had been shown for n = 2 dimensions, for 5 dimensions to 4, etc, but the only evidence that was refused for n = 3 dimensions, just the number of dimensions of our space. This show has earned him the Fields Medal (the Nobel Prize in Mathematics) and a million dollars. Of course Perelman refuses to collect the medal and pasta, because he prefers to live in poverty with his mother in St. Petersburg micropiso, giving private lessons, and will not be a monkey show.

In my opinion, this show was even more important than that of Fermat's theorem (by Andrew Wiles), since the fact of not having it for 3-dimensional space, where we live, perhaps implying that human beings and the world did not exist, or that we were in another dimension. (All that caused me seizures, fatigue and insomnia every night). We now know, thanks to Perelman, which are tangible, and we can go to buy bread or hoes throwing contest.




Perelman with his back to tensors of order 4.


The news now is that Perelman has found a mathematical proof of the existence of God. It was time, after the Summa Theologica (which, rather than St. Thomas, we owe it to his assistant who was saved from the flames when their teacher threw it into a Day of Fury), had not made much progress in this line. Modal logic has opened a path that still do not know where it goes. I have not had access to the show (that of Andrew Wiles was over 100 pages), but I fail my mobile coverage if you do not go pi and ellipsoid. Here

leave links on the topic:

http://www.burbuja.info/inmobiliaria/guarderia/155223-el-hombre-mas-inteligente-del-mundo-grigori-perelman.html

http : / / www.abc.es/20100602/ciencia-tecnologia-matematicas/grigori-perelman-asegura-haber-201006022037.html

This is the last image we have Perelman, was taken in 2007, in St. Petersburg metro, by a citizen who recognized him. I recognize the lifelong J'hayber.

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The Necropolitics - XXI

XXI

Another day, another load. Efren protervia was the capital.
"It was really the will of their god (or something)?
His mind told him so, but that was just the excuse that, like any good psychopath, inadvertently built his intellect and the perversity of all murders were heinous. The second checkpoint
workers comprised about thirty people, of whom two thirds were male. Efren awakened "by chance" when all they had dug a long time and by chance was only a van clearly visible sign with the typical white letters on red. Quickly surfaced all their instincts, their fear, their need to comply with the supreme command, bringing salvation to these poor and helpless become infected.
lurking under the hill next to Mary and a set of Japanese knives that had been prepared "before? Really? Their ambushes were not equal and drop like flies. If some kind of superior being similar to what existed Efren had in mind, insurance materialize the balls to cut slices, because the brutality he acted in his killing was extreme. This time
not satisfied with kill them as there once were shot and wounded a dozen to the other, had the temerity to approach, and with a masterly movements, paced the edge of the knives in the throat of many of them bleeding. Slowly, gently, the knife was dyed scarlet and sliding phenomena in his sick mind came a couple of ghoulish ideas. The materialized. As usual, celestial music accompanied the genesis of these. Turned his knife to another low point and both, along with the appendix, were cut with a totally clean cut in a men's quartet. His first idea was divinely inspired. A voice said: "Ephrem, probably of three women any remaining living and dying is slightly pregnant ". Swiftly and without thinking once, broke the wombs of all female living or not. Now the viscera adorned the scene of a very appropriate way. The last two people who had the misfortune to survive a little longer, finally received his mercy accompanied by lead in the head.

Thus ended its second day, and quickly, went to the cemetery, because she felt it was secure. "Why some infected?" He thought with terror. Efren
not know yet, but in their declining ability of logical analysis, an idea was hatched very specific. While doing its work, somehow had the feel of fishing in a small puddle of a creek, the fish jumped into the hook and he just had to move the rod (in this case the gun) to collect what the waves brought him . However, the roar of the open sea was a constant roar in his ears, so that even I could hear something like the hypnotic song of the Sirens - Ephrem péscanos, we are sick.

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