Yesterday I watched FROST/NIXON…
Outstanding movie about probably the best political interview ever made on TV. Well, I won’t tell about the story itself. Those who are interested in history and politics most probably already know what was the film about…
The reason I’m writing about this film is those controversial feelings I got after it. And explanation is very simple – the film is about a journalist against a politician.
For years I was trying to deny that I’m a journalist, because I really never was one for 100%. I was just an editor. I’ve never studied journalism, cause I think it’s not possible to learn it.. Despite this… for more than a half a year I must admit – yes, I am a journalist! (It’s even written in my contract now!) However it’s not up to me to decide if I’m good or not… Well, contrary to some of my colleagues I’m not able to define it!
I’m also still a student of political science, so probably in the future I could somehow connect my job with politics. I’m denying again, that I would like to be a politician in the future (diplomat – would be nice), but who knows – probably the result could be the same as with journalism!
So here’s the big question: If I had to choose from these two things I like, what would I choose – to be a damn good journalist, or to be a damn good politician?
FROST/NIXON showed me that both those things are hard.
For a journalist it is hard to achieve your goal, to get the information, to make a perfect material… But to get the information PEOPLE need to hear. To show the person he or she is, to get his/her opinion, but not to destroy him. Unfortunately it is kind of a „new wave phenomenon” in Latvia: good journalism = destructive journalism! (Mostly TV3 „Nekā personīga”, LTV „De Facto” – a bit less). And if, for example, politicians say that you are evil journalist – it means you are good! Kind of insanity, isn’t it?
For a politician it is even harder. FROST/NIXON displayed a perfect example of how thin is this red line between defending your political views and at the same time – staying a human, staying yourself? Yesterday interviews with our Prime minister also made me think – how thin is this line between telling the same old texts over and over again and the feeling that it is time to tell the truth as well? To tell your own views, to admit that probably you have voted against your heart…
Well there was a joke: What is a diplomacy? It is an ability to tell „Good doggy! Good!” until you can’t find an adequate rock.
And again – no matter what you say… if those evil journalists talk about you, write about you, then you are reaching your voters… Good? Bad?
I think, therefore I am… Does it also work with – I talk, therefore I am?
I feel that there is something in both those case… and I do like both of them.
However right now I guess I must concentrate on my interview today.. It’s gonna be hard, but it’s a challenge.
I as a journalist will face.. a politician!
Wish me good luck!
trešdiena, 2010. gada 10. marts
trešdiena, 2010. gada 24. februāris
Addictive Tweetmare
It’s been a month and few days since I decided to join Twitter. Well, I tried for so long no to do this, however some pressure from around and at work was stronger. But, probably it was just a curiosity?
I won’t count how many followers I have or how many tweeters I’m following, or how many tweets have I written. When I hear such talks, it sounds like a quarell of small boys about the length of their… Well, I guess you understand me!
What is my impression about Twitter? Well… it is a phenomenon! Can’t argue with that. Noticing some new message or tweet or getting a new follower becomes kind of addiction very soon! Now I know that as well.
There are lot of useful and interesting things on Twitter… For example you exchange different and interesting information with your friends, colleagues, etc. And this information can really be useful! And fast…
However, I’m wondering more and more – if people really want to share something useful or do they write just because of writing? Ok, if it’s your opinion – good, but if it’s mostly some ReTweets… or just writing about everything you hear or see, and expressing your view about everything, for everything, against everything or anyone… Somehow it just reminds me some kind of a nightmare or is it Tweetmare?
And probably it will develop this way...
Yes, one may argue that there is always a possibility to block some user and not to receive information from him or her… But then I’ll lose some followers and my friends will not like me any more, I’ll look like a loser if I’ll have less than 100, 1000 or I don’t know how many followers… Well, I’d like to hope that I’ll never reach such a level of addiction!
But of course, there are also nice things on Twitter… For example – yesterday I decided to follow NATO secretary general Anders Fogh Rasmussen… he replied with the same thing! Well, of course I know I’m just one of some 6200 followers and one of 6200 he is following, but anyway… nice! Probably he will even learn some words in Latvian! ;)
For me probably the nicest texts I’m reading with the biggest interest are the quotes of famous writer Paulo Coelho. A short sentence and your day becomes brighter… And it’s like that every day… Yesterday, there was one quote, that describes the meaning and the value of Twitter just in few words: Followers come and go, but friends stay!
And that’s the main point! And I guess no more explanations are needed….
I won’t count how many followers I have or how many tweeters I’m following, or how many tweets have I written. When I hear such talks, it sounds like a quarell of small boys about the length of their… Well, I guess you understand me!
What is my impression about Twitter? Well… it is a phenomenon! Can’t argue with that. Noticing some new message or tweet or getting a new follower becomes kind of addiction very soon! Now I know that as well.
There are lot of useful and interesting things on Twitter… For example you exchange different and interesting information with your friends, colleagues, etc. And this information can really be useful! And fast…
However, I’m wondering more and more – if people really want to share something useful or do they write just because of writing? Ok, if it’s your opinion – good, but if it’s mostly some ReTweets… or just writing about everything you hear or see, and expressing your view about everything, for everything, against everything or anyone… Somehow it just reminds me some kind of a nightmare or is it Tweetmare?
And probably it will develop this way...
Yes, one may argue that there is always a possibility to block some user and not to receive information from him or her… But then I’ll lose some followers and my friends will not like me any more, I’ll look like a loser if I’ll have less than 100, 1000 or I don’t know how many followers… Well, I’d like to hope that I’ll never reach such a level of addiction!
But of course, there are also nice things on Twitter… For example – yesterday I decided to follow NATO secretary general Anders Fogh Rasmussen… he replied with the same thing! Well, of course I know I’m just one of some 6200 followers and one of 6200 he is following, but anyway… nice! Probably he will even learn some words in Latvian! ;)
For me probably the nicest texts I’m reading with the biggest interest are the quotes of famous writer Paulo Coelho. A short sentence and your day becomes brighter… And it’s like that every day… Yesterday, there was one quote, that describes the meaning and the value of Twitter just in few words: Followers come and go, but friends stay!
And that’s the main point! And I guess no more explanations are needed….
trešdiena, 2010. gada 10. februāris
Alone? Sarcastic? Or genius?
Usually I find it very hard to write about something, but this time the idea came just by watching TV...
Tuesday evening 20:50... My favorite TV series "House"... after that a new and pretty interesting series "Lie to me".. usually it was "CSI Las Vegas, Miami or New York" at that time or "Shark"... I don't know why, but I realized that there is one common thing in all these films - The leading actor is genius in some way, but he is always alone, unhappy, or just hard to stand... Why is it so?
For example:
Dr. Gregory House - super cynical and sarcastic medical genius who is somehow unhappy and alone deep inside. it seems, that person has to be an ass-hole just to be perfect in detecting unthinkable diagnosis!
Lt. Horatio Caine - super protective, clever and honest policemen, who keeps the reputation of his team and the idea of justice alive. Alone, has lost his wife, in love with someone he can only dream of (colleague)...
Gilbert "Gil" Grissom, Ph.D. - Super analytical crime investigator whose work you can only admire. Alone, in love with a colleague (again!), because of whom has to leave his excellent job...
Detective Mac Taylor - keeps fighting for the reputation of his team, excellent detective, but also - has lost his wife and in love with colleague (again!!!)
Sebastian Stark (Shark) - excellent prosecutor with wonderful thinking... Alone, however has a daughter who lives with him... (progress?)
Dr. Cal Lightman (from "Lie to me") - newly seen personage in this list... What could I see from the first series? Genius with excellent skills of knowing people! However - alone..., divorced.. with a kid...
I could continue more and more... With John Rambo (alone, excellent soldier and killer, unhappy, because his beloved woman was killed), John Matrix a.k.a. Commando (Retired soldier and single parent, and of course - perfect killer), Dr. Evil (maniacally oriented terrorist, single father) etc., etc., etc....
Is it really so, that a man has to be an unhappy, sarcastic killing-loving jerk just to prove that he is genius? Or are these symptoms the result of being genius?
I think all of this proves that there are lots and lots of people who sacrifice their private life just because of their work... And for sure, I don't wanna be like them! Because I don't want to be a slave of my work and I want to enjoy my life.. With someone...
Somehow I mentioned only men... however I sometimes feel that there are more and more women as well, who are just like these guys I mentioned above... Unfortunately!
Tuesday evening 20:50... My favorite TV series "House"... after that a new and pretty interesting series "Lie to me".. usually it was "CSI Las Vegas, Miami or New York" at that time or "Shark"... I don't know why, but I realized that there is one common thing in all these films - The leading actor is genius in some way, but he is always alone, unhappy, or just hard to stand... Why is it so?
For example:
Dr. Gregory House - super cynical and sarcastic medical genius who is somehow unhappy and alone deep inside. it seems, that person has to be an ass-hole just to be perfect in detecting unthinkable diagnosis!
Lt. Horatio Caine - super protective, clever and honest policemen, who keeps the reputation of his team and the idea of justice alive. Alone, has lost his wife, in love with someone he can only dream of (colleague)...
Gilbert "Gil" Grissom, Ph.D. - Super analytical crime investigator whose work you can only admire. Alone, in love with a colleague (again!), because of whom has to leave his excellent job...
Detective Mac Taylor - keeps fighting for the reputation of his team, excellent detective, but also - has lost his wife and in love with colleague (again!!!)
Sebastian Stark (Shark) - excellent prosecutor with wonderful thinking... Alone, however has a daughter who lives with him... (progress?)
Dr. Cal Lightman (from "Lie to me") - newly seen personage in this list... What could I see from the first series? Genius with excellent skills of knowing people! However - alone..., divorced.. with a kid...
I could continue more and more... With John Rambo (alone, excellent soldier and killer, unhappy, because his beloved woman was killed), John Matrix a.k.a. Commando (Retired soldier and single parent, and of course - perfect killer), Dr. Evil (maniacally oriented terrorist, single father) etc., etc., etc....
Is it really so, that a man has to be an unhappy, sarcastic killing-loving jerk just to prove that he is genius? Or are these symptoms the result of being genius?
I think all of this proves that there are lots and lots of people who sacrifice their private life just because of their work... And for sure, I don't wanna be like them! Because I don't want to be a slave of my work and I want to enjoy my life.. With someone...
Somehow I mentioned only men... however I sometimes feel that there are more and more women as well, who are just like these guys I mentioned above... Unfortunately!
svētdiena, 2010. gada 7. februāris
Work vs sleep
Some time ago I promised myself to write something here every night I'm working...
And this is the night again, however it is damn cold in here, the heating is not working, I'm sitting in a sweater, drinking coffee and still I'm hardly able to keep my eyes open! But it's necessary to stay awake because of the news and Ukraine!!!
Tried to watch some historic movie about some Spanish hero of 16th century or so - almost fell asleep as the first time I tried to watch it...
I changed to some pretty stupid horror-comedy called "Shaun of the dead". Well, at least it wasn't boring... But the film is over and I want to sleep again...
I'm already almost dreaming about an hour after six that I'll be able to have a short nap.. cause after 7 - it's work and Ukraine again! Well, and because of this I don't even want to think about the day...
Anyway, have to read news after couple of minutes... So, have to wake up somehow...
And if there will be no heating next time...
And this is the night again, however it is damn cold in here, the heating is not working, I'm sitting in a sweater, drinking coffee and still I'm hardly able to keep my eyes open! But it's necessary to stay awake because of the news and Ukraine!!!
Tried to watch some historic movie about some Spanish hero of 16th century or so - almost fell asleep as the first time I tried to watch it...
I changed to some pretty stupid horror-comedy called "Shaun of the dead". Well, at least it wasn't boring... But the film is over and I want to sleep again...
I'm already almost dreaming about an hour after six that I'll be able to have a short nap.. cause after 7 - it's work and Ukraine again! Well, and because of this I don't even want to think about the day...
Anyway, have to read news after couple of minutes... So, have to wake up somehow...
And if there will be no heating next time...
trešdiena, 2010. gada 3. februāris
Way to BA pol.sc. Restarted
February 2nd was the end of my academic vacations which means restart of my BA studies. Those who know me will smile about it, cause this has been a life time journey for me and I guess there are too many people who think I will never succeed…
Well, I guess such an attitude has been in some way a reason for me not studying hard enough and as much as people press me, as less I want to move forward.
But somehow I think something has changed lately. I’ve been thinking – why is it so, that I’m still trying to study already for damn 12 or almost 13 years…? And Why do I need it at all? Do I really like what I’m studying? And what will it give to me?
Why am I trying? I guess because I enjoy it.. But I don’t care much about the good or excellent marks. I’ve been attending few courses for 3 times already just to get something new from year to year
Why do I need it? Sometimes I have a feeling that I don’t know at all. There are at least few groups of people – one, who study just for the paper (diploma), others, who study for marks, third is studying just because of studying, the others think about the possible career in the future, someone else just needs to prove something to someone. I don’t need to prove anything to anyone, however I also need a paper and would dream about a better career (even if I like my job now)… Anyway, I think that having or not having a diploma doesn’t determine the value of a person! Or does it?
Do I like what I study? Well, I must say that I’ve experienced few things that I thought I liked, but it all went wrong. Now – I do like what I study and I guess I also realize that this is the thing I could do and I could do well… Would I like to be a politician? NO! A diplomat? Pretty much YES! Brussels clerk – 50/50…
Anyway – all this doesn’t mean a thing. The only think that matters right now for me is to FINISH this thing just FOR MYSELF! To make sure that I CAN do it! And I think I CAN! No, I'm SURE I can!
So the long way towards BA restarts again… This time for sure!
Well, I guess such an attitude has been in some way a reason for me not studying hard enough and as much as people press me, as less I want to move forward.
But somehow I think something has changed lately. I’ve been thinking – why is it so, that I’m still trying to study already for damn 12 or almost 13 years…? And Why do I need it at all? Do I really like what I’m studying? And what will it give to me?
Why am I trying? I guess because I enjoy it.. But I don’t care much about the good or excellent marks. I’ve been attending few courses for 3 times already just to get something new from year to year
Why do I need it? Sometimes I have a feeling that I don’t know at all. There are at least few groups of people – one, who study just for the paper (diploma), others, who study for marks, third is studying just because of studying, the others think about the possible career in the future, someone else just needs to prove something to someone. I don’t need to prove anything to anyone, however I also need a paper and would dream about a better career (even if I like my job now)… Anyway, I think that having or not having a diploma doesn’t determine the value of a person! Or does it?
Do I like what I study? Well, I must say that I’ve experienced few things that I thought I liked, but it all went wrong. Now – I do like what I study and I guess I also realize that this is the thing I could do and I could do well… Would I like to be a politician? NO! A diplomat? Pretty much YES! Brussels clerk – 50/50…
Anyway – all this doesn’t mean a thing. The only think that matters right now for me is to FINISH this thing just FOR MYSELF! To make sure that I CAN do it! And I think I CAN! No, I'm SURE I can!
So the long way towards BA restarts again… This time for sure!
trešdiena, 2010. gada 27. janvāris
Obama's state of unity
It was a really hard night because of Barack Obama.
I guess he is not a bad man... well, at least he talks well, or it would be better to say that his speechwriter writes a good speech....:)
I won't talk about the speech itself, cause it will be analyzed throughout the next day, days and even weeks.
But I paid attention to the process itself... Well, it took Mr Obama some 5 minutes just to get from the entrance of the Congress chamber to the tribune.. And it took about a minute just to try to silence the crowd of politicians by repeating "Thank you!" again and again...
Well, I'm not an expert (yet?) to talk much about the content of the speech, but it seemed that deputies did like it... Well, it was kind of a hobby for me to count the times when they interrupted president with their applause. I counted 86 times... As I didn't see some 7 or 8 minutes of the speech, the count should definitely be around 100 or more... And I'm sorry, but standing up and getting down every half a minute, shaking heads about every positive sentence, shouting out "yeah!s" really didn't look serious but even stupid...
But I guess that's how American politics work... And most probably it works pretty well...
At least there is one thing they can be proud of - their national confidence is at the top level!
I guess he is not a bad man... well, at least he talks well, or it would be better to say that his speechwriter writes a good speech....:)
I won't talk about the speech itself, cause it will be analyzed throughout the next day, days and even weeks.
But I paid attention to the process itself... Well, it took Mr Obama some 5 minutes just to get from the entrance of the Congress chamber to the tribune.. And it took about a minute just to try to silence the crowd of politicians by repeating "Thank you!" again and again...
Well, I'm not an expert (yet?) to talk much about the content of the speech, but it seemed that deputies did like it... Well, it was kind of a hobby for me to count the times when they interrupted president with their applause. I counted 86 times... As I didn't see some 7 or 8 minutes of the speech, the count should definitely be around 100 or more... And I'm sorry, but standing up and getting down every half a minute, shaking heads about every positive sentence, shouting out "yeah!s" really didn't look serious but even stupid...
But I guess that's how American politics work... And most probably it works pretty well...
At least there is one thing they can be proud of - their national confidence is at the top level!
pirmdiena, 2010. gada 18. janvāris
Ukraina. 5. diena
Nu tad par priekšpēdējo dienu!
Pēc iepriekšējās dienas trakās skriešanas šī bija pat ļoti mierīga, kaut arī tāpāt gāja gana raibi.
Rīt sākās atkal 6:00 ar celšanos un nekavējošu teleizora ieslēgšanu, ziņu skatīšanos un dažādu aģentūru pārskatīšanu. Pirmais jau, kas krita acīs, bija tas, ka Ukrainas centrālā vēlēšanu komisija strādāja visai dīvaini. Vismaz internetā oficiālie balsošanas rezultāti parādījās krietni vēlāk nekā aģentūrās. neskatoties uz visu to, 7-os jau bija pirmā sazvanīānās un pirmais ēters... pats jutos kaut kā diezgan miegains, tāpēc pašam nepatika, kā runāju...
Nākamā sazvanīšanās jau 8:15... Secinājumi tieši tādi pati. Pauzē gan paspēju noiet un paēst brokastis...
Tad arī pamazām sāku kustēties centra virzienā, jo uz 12-iem kārtējais gabals. īsti nevarēju saprast, kur un kā darboties un montēties, tāpēc diezgan pārliecinoši devos uz Svobodu. taču mani gaidīja kārtējais pārsteigums - zvanot Bogdanai viņa mani "iepriecināja", sakot, ka gan viņa pati, gan lielākā daļa kolēģu darbā sākšot ierasties tikai pirms 12-iem. Jo, kā saka, kandidāti ar paziņojumiem nāca klajā jau vakarā, par tiem jau ir ziņots, par rezultātiem arī. turklāt,kā izrādījās vēlāk, viņiem visa aktivitāte radio tiešām ir tikai pēcpusdienā un līdz vēlam vakaram...
Neatlika nekas cits, kā ieiet blakus esošajā Makdonaldā vismaz kādu brīdi pasēdēt un padomāt, kā rīkoties. Kārtējo reizi sastapos ar īpaši Krievijā un nu jau arī Ukrainā sastopamo brokastu piedāvājumu, kurā var dabūt tikai kaut kādu ierobežotu daudzumu ne visai garšīgu burgeru... Nu, piemēram "Makmafin s jaicom" vai "Makmafin s jaicom i sirom"... Nu nepatīk tas ceptās olas gabals man normālajā burgerī... turklāt pērnā gada vasaras pieredze Sanktpēterburgā, kad gan kotlete, gan bulciņa bija drusku piedegušas, man tas labākās atmiņas par šo ēdienu neraisīja...
Tā kā līdz 10-iem, kad sāks pasniegt normālo ēdienkarti, bija atlikušas minūtes 15, devu priekšroku kafijai un pasēdēšanai pie kompja...
Sāku graizīt šādas tādas skaņas (cik nu tajā apkārtējā troksnī varēja dzirdēt), rakstīju tekstus un galu galā viss bija sarakstīts un sataisīts. Interesantākais un mani vispozitīvāk pārsteidzošais fakts bija tas, ka arī makdonaldā bija pieejams bezmaksas Wi-Fi... Līdz ar to varēju arī izgrieztās skaņas un tekstu jau nosūtīt uz Rīgu...
taču probleām joprojām bija - kur ierakstīt savu balsi - bija nepieciešams klusums. Tomēr riskēju doties uz Svobodu, kur par laimi jau bija ieradušies kādi 3-īs cilvēki, tostarp Bogdana.... Ierakstīju, nosūtīju, viss ok!
Iestājās maza pauzīte, kurā ar vienu kolēģi, kas laikam strādā baltkrieviem, sarunāju no viņa dabūt viena politologa ierakstu. Vīrs tik cītīgi montēja, ka par mani, laikam aizmirsa, bet, kamēr pīpēju, vispār aizgāja.. tā arī vairs neredzēju ne viņu, ne ierakstu...
kamēr domāju par to, ar ko nu zvanīties un ko aicināt, sākām kopā ar Ati iztaujāt redakcijas žurnālistus par gaidāmo valstī. Sākumā runājām ar Bogdanu, bet pēc tam pamazām viens pa vienam pieslēdzās vēl četri cilvēki, katrs ar savu viedokli. Īstenībā ļoti laba backgrounda informācija. Vienu no vīriem arī izdevās nointervēt...
nopļāpājām vairāk nekā stundu, pēc tam pat vēl paspējot aiziet pusdienās kopā ar Mihailu - ļoti savdabīgu džeku, kurš strādā "Radio brīvā Irāka" arābu nodaļā Kijevā! pats viņš ir krievs, kas pastāvīgi dzīvo dzimtenē Ukrainā, studē Itālijā, un, protams, strādā arābiem. lieki piebilst, ka visu šo valstu valodas viņš pārvalda perfekti... Pat dažus vārdus laviski zināja....
Kad bija pienācis laiks ķerties klāt vakara gabaliem, atkal nostradāja kalna un Muhameda variants... uz studiju bija uzaicināts ļoti interesants politologs, profesors, ar kuru arī izdevās izrunāties un ierakstīt. Vīram ļoti savdabīgs viedoklis...
Šim ierakstam atkal sekoja diezgan drudžaina un ātra montēšana, tulkošana un gabala rakstīšana. Šo to no iepriekš iegūtās informācijas izdevās veiksmīgi iepīt tekstā...Pirmkārt jau bija jādod gabals televīzijai. Tur viss gāja kā pa diegu...
Nu, un tad gabals LR.... sagriezu skaņas nosūtīju, arī savu balsi un, veiksmīgi triumfējot, apkārt esošajiem kolēģiem 17:52 paziņoju, ka mana misija šajā valstī principā ir beigusies... Sakrāmēju visas mantas somā un vēl pļāpājām ar Mihailu. Viss jau būtu lieliski, ja kārtējo stresiņu neradītu izmisušais Kaspara zvans par to, vai tad es savu balsi nesūtīšot!? Jo majo! Aizmirsu... Atkal histēriska ieraksta meklēšana un sūtīšana, taču nebija ne 18:03, kad gabals bija aizsūtīts..
Tagad gan triumfālas beigas!
Vispār jau bijām ar Ati runājuši, ka vakarā varētu aprunāties ar vēl vienu viņa čomu žurnālistu. Taču, ejot jau pie Ata uz mājām, atcerējos, ka bijām nolēmuši sazvanīties... To darot izrādījās, ka Atis ir diezgan aizņemts un noslēdzošā vakara plānotā konjaka vai kā cita iedzeršana laikam tomēr būs jāatliek uz citu reizi! Arī pie Andreja braukt tomēr izlēmām citreiz... Nu, vismaz es!
Atnākot viesnīcā sapratu, ka negribu darīt neko.. pilnīgi un devos drusku pasnaust ar domu, ka vakarā vēlāk vēl kaut ko varētu pasākt... taču arī šis plāns bija jāatmet, jo miegs tīri cilvēciski ņēma virsroku... šis raksts arī top pauzē starp pamošanos un nākamo miega devu, kura mani gaida jau tūlīt pēc pēdējās rindiņas uzrakstīšanas....
End of day five
Pēc iepriekšējās dienas trakās skriešanas šī bija pat ļoti mierīga, kaut arī tāpāt gāja gana raibi.
Rīt sākās atkal 6:00 ar celšanos un nekavējošu teleizora ieslēgšanu, ziņu skatīšanos un dažādu aģentūru pārskatīšanu. Pirmais jau, kas krita acīs, bija tas, ka Ukrainas centrālā vēlēšanu komisija strādāja visai dīvaini. Vismaz internetā oficiālie balsošanas rezultāti parādījās krietni vēlāk nekā aģentūrās. neskatoties uz visu to, 7-os jau bija pirmā sazvanīānās un pirmais ēters... pats jutos kaut kā diezgan miegains, tāpēc pašam nepatika, kā runāju...
Nākamā sazvanīšanās jau 8:15... Secinājumi tieši tādi pati. Pauzē gan paspēju noiet un paēst brokastis...
Tad arī pamazām sāku kustēties centra virzienā, jo uz 12-iem kārtējais gabals. īsti nevarēju saprast, kur un kā darboties un montēties, tāpēc diezgan pārliecinoši devos uz Svobodu. taču mani gaidīja kārtējais pārsteigums - zvanot Bogdanai viņa mani "iepriecināja", sakot, ka gan viņa pati, gan lielākā daļa kolēģu darbā sākšot ierasties tikai pirms 12-iem. Jo, kā saka, kandidāti ar paziņojumiem nāca klajā jau vakarā, par tiem jau ir ziņots, par rezultātiem arī. turklāt,kā izrādījās vēlāk, viņiem visa aktivitāte radio tiešām ir tikai pēcpusdienā un līdz vēlam vakaram...
Neatlika nekas cits, kā ieiet blakus esošajā Makdonaldā vismaz kādu brīdi pasēdēt un padomāt, kā rīkoties. Kārtējo reizi sastapos ar īpaši Krievijā un nu jau arī Ukrainā sastopamo brokastu piedāvājumu, kurā var dabūt tikai kaut kādu ierobežotu daudzumu ne visai garšīgu burgeru... Nu, piemēram "Makmafin s jaicom" vai "Makmafin s jaicom i sirom"... Nu nepatīk tas ceptās olas gabals man normālajā burgerī... turklāt pērnā gada vasaras pieredze Sanktpēterburgā, kad gan kotlete, gan bulciņa bija drusku piedegušas, man tas labākās atmiņas par šo ēdienu neraisīja...
Tā kā līdz 10-iem, kad sāks pasniegt normālo ēdienkarti, bija atlikušas minūtes 15, devu priekšroku kafijai un pasēdēšanai pie kompja...
Sāku graizīt šādas tādas skaņas (cik nu tajā apkārtējā troksnī varēja dzirdēt), rakstīju tekstus un galu galā viss bija sarakstīts un sataisīts. Interesantākais un mani vispozitīvāk pārsteidzošais fakts bija tas, ka arī makdonaldā bija pieejams bezmaksas Wi-Fi... Līdz ar to varēju arī izgrieztās skaņas un tekstu jau nosūtīt uz Rīgu...
taču probleām joprojām bija - kur ierakstīt savu balsi - bija nepieciešams klusums. Tomēr riskēju doties uz Svobodu, kur par laimi jau bija ieradušies kādi 3-īs cilvēki, tostarp Bogdana.... Ierakstīju, nosūtīju, viss ok!
Iestājās maza pauzīte, kurā ar vienu kolēģi, kas laikam strādā baltkrieviem, sarunāju no viņa dabūt viena politologa ierakstu. Vīrs tik cītīgi montēja, ka par mani, laikam aizmirsa, bet, kamēr pīpēju, vispār aizgāja.. tā arī vairs neredzēju ne viņu, ne ierakstu...
kamēr domāju par to, ar ko nu zvanīties un ko aicināt, sākām kopā ar Ati iztaujāt redakcijas žurnālistus par gaidāmo valstī. Sākumā runājām ar Bogdanu, bet pēc tam pamazām viens pa vienam pieslēdzās vēl četri cilvēki, katrs ar savu viedokli. Īstenībā ļoti laba backgrounda informācija. Vienu no vīriem arī izdevās nointervēt...
nopļāpājām vairāk nekā stundu, pēc tam pat vēl paspējot aiziet pusdienās kopā ar Mihailu - ļoti savdabīgu džeku, kurš strādā "Radio brīvā Irāka" arābu nodaļā Kijevā! pats viņš ir krievs, kas pastāvīgi dzīvo dzimtenē Ukrainā, studē Itālijā, un, protams, strādā arābiem. lieki piebilst, ka visu šo valstu valodas viņš pārvalda perfekti... Pat dažus vārdus laviski zināja....
Kad bija pienācis laiks ķerties klāt vakara gabaliem, atkal nostradāja kalna un Muhameda variants... uz studiju bija uzaicināts ļoti interesants politologs, profesors, ar kuru arī izdevās izrunāties un ierakstīt. Vīram ļoti savdabīgs viedoklis...
Šim ierakstam atkal sekoja diezgan drudžaina un ātra montēšana, tulkošana un gabala rakstīšana. Šo to no iepriekš iegūtās informācijas izdevās veiksmīgi iepīt tekstā...Pirmkārt jau bija jādod gabals televīzijai. Tur viss gāja kā pa diegu...
Nu, un tad gabals LR.... sagriezu skaņas nosūtīju, arī savu balsi un, veiksmīgi triumfējot, apkārt esošajiem kolēģiem 17:52 paziņoju, ka mana misija šajā valstī principā ir beigusies... Sakrāmēju visas mantas somā un vēl pļāpājām ar Mihailu. Viss jau būtu lieliski, ja kārtējo stresiņu neradītu izmisušais Kaspara zvans par to, vai tad es savu balsi nesūtīšot!? Jo majo! Aizmirsu... Atkal histēriska ieraksta meklēšana un sūtīšana, taču nebija ne 18:03, kad gabals bija aizsūtīts..
Tagad gan triumfālas beigas!
Vispār jau bijām ar Ati runājuši, ka vakarā varētu aprunāties ar vēl vienu viņa čomu žurnālistu. Taču, ejot jau pie Ata uz mājām, atcerējos, ka bijām nolēmuši sazvanīties... To darot izrādījās, ka Atis ir diezgan aizņemts un noslēdzošā vakara plānotā konjaka vai kā cita iedzeršana laikam tomēr būs jāatliek uz citu reizi! Arī pie Andreja braukt tomēr izlēmām citreiz... Nu, vismaz es!
Atnākot viesnīcā sapratu, ka negribu darīt neko.. pilnīgi un devos drusku pasnaust ar domu, ka vakarā vēlāk vēl kaut ko varētu pasākt... taču arī šis plāns bija jāatmet, jo miegs tīri cilvēciski ņēma virsroku... šis raksts arī top pauzē starp pamošanos un nākamo miega devu, kura mani gaida jau tūlīt pēc pēdējās rindiņas uzrakstīšanas....
End of day five
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