Son dönemde okuduğum kitaplardan biri Acar Baltaş’ın Hayatın Hakkını Vermek adlı eseri oldu. Kitap sadece bireysel mutluluk ve uzun yaşam üzerine değil, aynı zamanda toplumun dönüşen değerleri üzerine de derin bir sorgulama yapıyor. Okurken şu farkındalıklar bende çok güçlü iz bıraktı: 🔹 Değerlerin DönüşümüGeçmişte erdem biriktirmek, zayıfın yanında olmak, özür dilemek ve sorumluluk almak erdem…
ESC programını duymadan önce, başka bir ülkede gönüllü olarak hem bir başkasının hem de kendi hayatımın bu kadar değişebileceğini hiç düşünmemiştim. Üniversitenin ilk yıllarında gönüllülük fikri aklıma düşmüş, hatta beni heyecanlandırmıştı ama zamanla rafa kalkmıştı. Ta ki pandemi döneminde bu ihtimal karşıma yeniden çıkana kadar. Bu sefer tereddüt etmedim. Başvurdum. Ve kendimi Macaristan’ın en yoksul…
Good news, everyone! There’s a report on TV with some very bad news! Then we’ll go with that data file! Daylight and everything. If rubbin’ frozen dirt in your crotch is wrong, hey I don’t wanna be right. Just once I’d like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn’t bound and gagged. I am Singing Wind,…
Good news, everyone! There’s a report on TV with some very bad news! Then we’ll go with that data file! Daylight and everything. If rubbin’ frozen dirt in your crotch is wrong, hey I don’t wanna be right.
Just once I’d like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn’t bound and gagged. I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. No, she’ll probably make me do it.
Say what? Who are you, my warranty?! Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn’t rock. Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! Leela’s gonna kill me. Son, as your lawyer, I declare y’all are in a 12-piece bucket o’ trouble. But I done struck you a deal: Five hours of community service cleanin’ up that ol’ mess you caused.
Good news, everyone! There’s a report on TV with some very bad news! Then we’ll go with that data file! Daylight and everything. If rubbin’ frozen dirt in your crotch is wrong, hey I don’t wanna be right.
Just once I’d like to eat dinner with a celebrity who isn’t bound and gagged. I am Singing Wind, Chief of the Martians. No, she’ll probably make me do it.
Say what? Who are you, my warranty?! Yes, except the Dave Matthews Band doesn’t rock. Or a guy who burns down a bar for the insurance money! Leela’s gonna kill me. Son, as your lawyer, I declare y’all are in a 12-piece bucket o’ trouble. But I done struck you a deal: Five hours of community service cleanin’ up that ol’ mess you caused.
It may comfort you to know that Fry’s death took only fifteen seconds, yet the pain was so intense, that it felt to him like fifteen years.
