Till “GOAN ASSOCIATIONS WORLDWIDE” don’t takes the initiative and bring all NRI Goans in their respective Associations and take the lead in Organizing Meetings related to “GOANS IDENTITY” GOA cannot be Save. Whenever there is a gathering to celebrate Goa Day or Beauty Contest or Christmas / New Year Party or Goan Cultural Programs, No one is bother on that day to give at least One Hour Presentation How Mega Housing Projects, Mining & Casino are destroying Goa and Goans. NRI GOANS ASSOCIATIONS WORLDWIDE must have Uniform Rule that there must be One Hour Compulsary Topic on Saving Goa. Whenever there is a Celebrations one hour must dedicate to Goa (afterall we are saying ourselves Goan). When there will be No Goa, what will we say ourselves (Non-Goans or NRI Non-Goans).
VIVA GOA =================================================== --- On Wed, 5/12/10, daniel pereira <[email protected]> wrote: From: daniel pereira <[email protected]> Subject: [GOAN-NRI] Wake up call to "Bleddy Goans" by an East-Indian bugger To: [email protected], "NRI GOANS" <[email protected]>, "SAVE GOA" <[email protected]>, "brian" <[email protected]> Date: Wednesday, May 12, 2010, 5:24 AM By East-Indian Bugger Subject: Wake up call to "Bleddy Goans" by an East-Indian bugger Every Goan must read if you don't have time to read now read later but you Goans must read. A Letter To The Bleddy Goans From An East Indian Bugger By Godfrey Pereira Ex-SUNDAY magazine (Kolkata)and INDIA TODAY journalist Godfrey Pereira doesn't pull his punches... Recently I journeyed back to Goa. In the twenty five years that I had been gone, there had been changes for the worse. I could see that. Calangute, poster beach for tourism had tacky bhel puri stalls and loud Bollywood music; and dirt --and dog feces, similar to the old Chowpatty Beach in Bombay before the state government cleared the lepers colony. Baga beach was filled with cheap Russians swilling Kingfisher Beer. And, while Russian Grannies sunbathed topless, oil massage beggars pandered to their drooping breasts. Anjuna was loaded with Buddhist trinkets and thrash. And what have you, the bloody Goans been doing while all these changes have been going on? The Russians have been openly running drugs in Goa? Army deserters from Israel have put up signs in Goa clubs stating, 'No Indians Allowed?' What have you paowallahs been doing? Eating last night's curry for breakfast? Complaining? Sushegad? Beach after beach is being decimated and not a peep from The Goans. You bleddy Goan men! What has happened to the cashew nuts between your legs? And the Goan women don't seem to care. Their sons are in The Gulf or Canada, sending money back home. Let somebody else revolt. It is none of your business. Bleddy, pass pao men. Make sign of the cross. Do the mando. Bleddy, never mind men, if husband is nutless! It is God's will! In Mumbai thousands of people from the ten villages of the Gorai-Uttan belt have been fighting Essel World. They are protesting against the proposed Special Entertainment Zone (SEZ) spread over 14,183 acres in the area. They know they stand to lose the core of their culture if this happens and so they are fighting this encroachment disguised as tourism. At least The East Indians there are trying. What have you Goans been doing as mining companies rape your hills and plunder your fresh water resources? What? Have another Cashew Feni? Talk about how Aunty Mary's daughter is now going out with that bleddy German bugger? Or, are you'll fighting your sisters, for property that you don't think they deserve? What has happened to you bloody Goans? For the sake of the good lord, please wake up; the politicians are stealing your nuts from under you. The mining companies are copulating with the politicians. Don't you hear their grunts? They penetrate so deep, scouring for ore that they have destroyed many a water table. And when the ore has been gouged out, they leave the land, raped and bleeding red. Goa with her thighs spread, an ugly red gash that was once green! Have you not seen this happening? If you have not, then perhaps you should convert to East Indianism. Ha! Sushegad. What say you stupid? Soon there will be not enough water to nourish the cashew trees on farms across Goa. Now you now what I mean about stealing your nuts, you stupid Goans. One Lone Snap Shot. Quepem town in south Goa, the villages of Maina and Kawrem, Cheryl D'Souza, her nine-year old daughter Aki, her mother Dora, aged eighty-four, are fighting the miners who have destroyed their dignity and who now want to destroy Paikeachi Zor {Paik's Spring} a fountain head for the villagers. They want to buy her land, Sanfranscisco Estate and turn it into a graveyard. Cheryl D'Souza knows the deathly silence of graveyards well, her husband's ashes are scattered over her farm. When the miners wanted to rape her little daughter and take away her very existence, Cheryl turned She Wolf, feral and snarling, to thwart the beasts who are literally panting at her doorstep. She wants to keep them away. They want to rape and then eat her daughter alive. She has pleaded, begged of the Goans to help her fight this juggernaut that is pounding Goa but the Goans have stayed silent. Let her fight, let her go to jail, let her young daughter and old mother be incarnated, raped; we will continue to dip our paos in last night's stale curry, looking into our cracked plates so that we do not have to see or know. What a shame! What a bleddy shame, you paowallahs! The miners made her a monetary offer that they thought she could not refuse. She did. They threatened her. She fought back. They humiliated her. She snarled in protest. They thought they had won the battle. One bright morning she declared war and tried to stop the ore trucks that were carting away the life blood of her Goa. They arrested her and her daughter and her old mother. And the Goans stayed silent watching her being gang raped by the politicians and the miners. What kind of people have you bloody Goans become? When a man does not care about his very nuts being endangered there must be something fundamentally wrong with that man. And the Goan women, so many of who depend on the land for their existence watch the men and do nothing. They watch. It's not their problem. Pass Pao Men. Say Rosary! Go Church! At least the East Indians in Gorai have the spunk to protest. You stupid sushegad Goans are watching your state being turned around on its face and brutally buggered. Three women fighting a beast. You watch from afar. Is this entertainment? My old friend Bal Thackeray once told me, "Sometimes it is better to throw a few stones." It is a pity that the Tiger cannot fight with the She Wolf; maybe; just maybe, it would turn the mining beast around. And all you despicable Goans, who will not fight to save your nuts, go ahead have another feni. Or maybe, maybe, you will start to throw a few stones. Never mind what the Bible says. You can go to church in the morning, go to confession, say three Hail Mary's, but please do something, before your Goa is Gone. I say to you gutless Goans. The East Indians have bigger nuts and their sorpotel is better. Bleddy, What Say You Men? If you still have nuts, go on, throw the first bleddy stone! WAKE UP GOANS & FIGHT FOR YOUR LAND!!!!
