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  • jasminatesanovic 20:15 on 20/02/2017 Permalink | Reply  

    Milosevic, Berlusconi, Trump 

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    I saw it coming, for the past ten years, at least. I saw small Trumps rising and tramping around, first timidly, then bravely, and finally boldly. Until Donald Trump got elected. I saw the same thing happening in Serbia and in Italy, at the end of the past century> They were called  Milosevic and Berlusconi. These three guys that have impacted my life in the countries where I live have things in common: they are men, they are machos and they are so-called typical men of their nations:  self-invented men who became potent, with money, with media,  with fraud. But the bigger they are, the more false they became. Pundits call our era a post-truth time where politicians act without having to give an account to anybody: god or voters.  This is nothing new really, there have been other such moments in history  where truth was subjected to higher instances:…

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  • jasminatesanovic 20:40 on 25/01/2017 Permalink | Reply  

    In Bed with the Exotic Enemy 

     
  • jasminatesanovic 16:45 on 12/12/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    Chandler on the Beach 

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    He was walking here, I can almost hear his steps. A troubled, unhappy British scholar, a fake Brit. A parvenu American, a closeted gay, a mom-dependent womaniser, and a pulp fiction icon.

    Raymond Chandler walked the beach of La Jolla, shopped in sleazy drink joints with names like “Dick’s Liquor,”and vomited all over the weedy decaying  sea-grass. The noir of rich and flakey Californians: their big white dentist smiles, public warnings don’t do this don’t do that, sneering everywhere.

    Police roundabouts, corrupted muscled uniforms, blonde invasive babes with prices in their rolling eyes. And then, finally, the Pacific sunsets, preposterous, relentless, eternal, punctual and unavoidable as death. Emotionally nerve wracking, sunsets that make a bishop kick a hole in a stained-glass window.

    The grey cruel infinity of the Pacific, with  its fat whales, malodorous seals,  murderous sharks, rapacious seagulls, ugly pelicans: a sea world unafraid of humans or material decay.

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  • jasminatesanovic 10:25 on 26/10/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    Maker Faire Rome 2016 

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    The school kids were sitting on the pavement at the Roman fairground, eating their sandwiches, supervised by a few teachers and behaving really well.
       They all came to the Maker Faire to learn  to do something with their hands, their days, their lives. Because the message from the press and the organizers is insistent and simple: the new Italy has to make its way in this world starting from scratch.
      Maker Faire In Rome is in its fourth edition, and it is huge, growing in fame and audience. It has outgrown downtown Rome and is off in a genuine fairground: it is the biggest Maker Faire in Europe, despite, or maybe because of,  its very Italian regional character.
      This year a Maker Faire jury  gave away the brand-new “R.O.M.A Prize” — a lavish 100 000 euros to the best Maker Faire project.  Out of 2000 entries, ten…

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  • jasminatesanovic 14:23 on 17/10/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    Refugees, Women and the Police 

    https://jasminatesanovic.wordpress.com/2016/10/17/refugees-belgrade/

     
  • jasminatesanovic 16:21 on 18/09/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    Future Home Robotics 

     
  • jasminatesanovic 08:47 on 02/07/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    Fake Briton 

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    I am a fake Briton: in elementary and high school, for twelve years of my education, I attended offshored British schools.
        We kids spoke English and were all colonial youth, an army of us educated by young Oxford teachers, who spoke a BBC dialect with no particular accent.  We came to know Shakespeare better than we knew any living person from Britain, and much better than we knew any writers from our various national cultures.

    I used to spend summers in London as many foreign kids still do, blessed by their parents who want them to become cosmopolitan.  I am still grateful to the Queen of the UK for the canonic stability of her realm’s education system.
       Compare the Queen’s long reign to the royal ashes of the Kingdom of Serbs, Slovenes and Croats.  The glorious republic of Yugoslavia didn’t fare much better.  My lifetime is notably…

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  • jasminatesanovic 19:57 on 15/05/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    The Witch in Casa Jasmina 


    The_Witch_in_Casa_Jasmina from Jasmina Tesanovic on Vimeo.

     
  • jasminatesanovic 15:39 on 07/05/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    Intervju Moj zivot bez mene 

     
  • jasminatesanovic 16:17 on 13/04/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    Seven Ways of IoWomenT 

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    It was my idea to have an open-source connected home of the future.  My scheme was accepted by brave new geeks, brilliant people, but mostly male.  They gave the house, “Casa Jasmina,” my name: I am grateful for that, but the house is not altogether comfortable.

    People are diverse and live in bubbles of limited human understanding.  Men and women, poets, philosophers, musicians, architects, designers, engineers — we might try to classify them as idealists or realists — the people in cloud bubbles, or  the people in ground bubbles.

    Now, a project like Casa Jasmina — is it a hands-on, practical, maker’s project struggling up toward ideals, or is it a set of ideals searching for grounded realities that might prove that high concepts are possible?

    Is it a house for the cloud-bubble people, those who invent their own cloud-world before crashing into the ground (or at least landing on…

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  • jasminatesanovic 17:41 on 29/03/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    The Humanisation of Crime 

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    At first we had the “globalisation of balkanisation,” when balkan-style failed-state wars became global after September 11.

    The modern trend, though, is the “balkanisation of globalisation.”  The failed world order gets divided up by barbed wire into mentally gated communities, due to economic failure, floods of refugees and persistent terrorist attacks.

    So the lonely position of the Serbian citizen of the 1990s is becoming universal.  Our leaders from the nineties were  indicted and found guilty in ICTY in The Hague, for committed war crimes, even genocides, but we can now perceive ourselves as universal, everyman figures.  This month Radovan Karadzic, after eight long years of trial, was found guilty and sentenced to 40 years of jail.  When he wasn’t liquidating unarmed prisoners in Bosnia, Karadzic was a colorful, sinister politician, a lousy poet, mad psychiatrist and a hustler new age guru. The only thing archaic about Karadzic today is his…

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  • jasminatesanovic 12:23 on 08/02/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    Apple Bye Bye 

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    I was clumsy, and I spilled some beer on the keyboard of my Mac Air laptop, bought July 9, 2014.  I immediately  started drying my precious computer, overturning it, and my greedy Mac didn’t gulp all that much beer, but….

    I knew that liquid spills can easily kill a laptop.  However, this beer fatality was a first time for me. I realized that only luck has saved me in dozens of my plane trips and train trips, where a few seconds of air bumps or rail vibration might tip a plastic cup and immediately drown a precious machine, the ally and partner in my everyday life.

    The Mac Air immediately went dark.  In bitter days to follow I struggled to get it back on its feet from its alcoholic overdose.  But the battery had shorted out and the motherboard was fouled beyond repair.  The screen misbehaved like delirium tremens. Beer…

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  • jasminatesanovic 16:28 on 24/01/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    Munich Maker Band 

     
  • jasminatesanovic 14:07 on 06/01/2016 Permalink | Reply  

    My Mother Today Would Have Been 89 

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    My Mother from My Life Without Me

    Where was I when it all started? In the hospital, some fifty years ago, but not in the delivery ward, where most children get their umbilical cords cut.  No, I was in the cancer ward, where my mother worked.  She was a cancer ward pediatrician, and that night, the 7th of March, after a long game of cards with her friends, she went to work on her night shift.

    You must understand that my late Mom was a historical communist, one of those who risked her life when she was seventeen for ideals of justice and truth.  An activist pediatrician she chose to work at the toughest places, with dying children alone in the ward without their own parents.  My mother was all they had, and she loved them more than herself.

    She even loved them more than my own little self, who…

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  • jasminatesanovic 09:45 on 16/12/2015 Permalink | Reply  

    Ada Lovelace 

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    UnknownWho is Ada?
       Augusta Ada King, Countess of Lovelace, is no longer who she once was, 200 years ago. Time changes all famous people, especially cult personalities.  Ada has become a modern icon for the digitizing world of science and literature.
        For women, so commonly invisible in their daily lives, the path to fame is, as a rule, transgressing rules. Whenever visible, they are mostly notorious. In reading history we can scarcely see what famous women actually did with their lives.  It is their misdeed, or some failure to perform, that we can generally see.
        This applies especially to heroines and celebrities: women placed on a pedestal have a hard time climbing off it to relate their actual experience.   Invisibility is a woman’s permanent condition, a method of survival, a gender’s way of life: like in the Purloined Letter story by Edgar Allan Poe…

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