"Latest News" by Ticu Isari
ULTIMILE STIRI Editura Moldova 2002, 420 pages
ISBN: 973-8422-20-5
The Greatest Son of All
The 27th of November 1995
Mournful day today at the archbishopric liturgy, serviced at Church "Saint Nicolae" from Copou, today ,when we commemorate 55 years from the tragically end of one of the major scientists, Nicolae Iorga. A Husi man killed a man from Botosani. Wallachian sunset on His way and pronounced in Miorita* like wisdom.
The wisdom is not occurring with age, education, or other performances. The wisdom is given only by God and stays with people as long as they are faithful.
The rest of the history is yet again a foot of land where it rains. It is slowly raining , like a smothered pain of the mother, devastated by aloneness. The boys are gone. The girls are crying on their turn. The best of our children are gone. God took them to Him and impoverished all of us. Near the good one, we have a bad one.
Nicolae was the best son of all. He was the Foremost Son of Romanians.
*Miorita: the best Romanian folk poem
Lepers
The 28th of November 1995
At Tichilesti are forty-five lepers. Women and men life mutilated of the saddest sin of disembodiment. Moreover, we have been made after His look, but damned for unfaithfulness.The colony has been established in 1928. Now the party walls crumble over the iron beds on which are overlain deepen human beings made up from pieces of disfigured flash. They are old and starving. They tremble when they see a white slice of bread.
The world forgot them, and people cannot bear them. They are frightened of normal sights and faces, touching their gone noses, with blunt fingers of their wobbly hands, seeking the permission of a caress. Moreover, how normal we are comparing these shadows.
They dye slowly, without thoughts, without hope. There is no firewood. There is no food. The doctor is writing to foreigners for help. The officials forgot about them. They will recall of them when they will come with the ballot box.