Neyka Kras­teva (9)

  • Silence journalists and you seize control

    Silence journalists and you seize control

    It was not that long ago so I am sure that the older of my fellow journalists have not forgotten the obscurantist days our guild had to live through in Bulgaria. No, I am not referring to the years leading up to the events of 10 November 1989, but about the following decade.

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  • Kazachok with Novichok

    Kazachok with Novichok

    Do you know what Delyan Peevski has for breakfast every morning? I will let you peek in the kitchen, so to speak – it is little kids. You do not believe that? Well, just wait and it will probably not be long before tidbit of that sort pops up in some negligible website or on someone’s even less significant Facebook page. If you have the patience for it, you will see the news multiplied across newspapers, including foreign; TV networks; radio stations and all types of media outlets for indiscriminate dissemination of information.

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  • Christmas under siege

    Christmas under siege

    All signs point to us having yet another Christmas period shadowed by fear and increased security measures. This has become a tradition for Germany. Since the Berlin Christmas market terrorist attack of 2016, in which a truck was deliberately driven into a crowd, killing 12 people, these places have been enclosed by solid concrete blocks. Such fortifications are as much a feature of the landscape as Christmas decorations this time of the year.

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  • Reflections in a broken showcase

    Reflections in a broken showcase

    Some time ago, a fellow journalist said on his own TV programme: “If Germany were a woman, I would want to marry her.” He was referring to western Germany, of course. Everybody loves that part of the country. Though honestly, and going even further back, there was a time when we, in the former eastern bloc, loved East Germany very much. To us, the German Democratic Republic (GDR) seemed like true West - its shops were full of good quality, yet cheap products, its citizens enjoyed some benefits as well.

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  • Vasil Velev: No doubt, we are headed for another financial crisis

    Vasil Velev: No doubt, we are headed for another financial crisis

    The question is not whether there will be another crisis or how deep it will be but rather when its onset will be. There is no doubt that it is coming. It is clear that the current debt-to-GDP ratio is quite unsustainable. I would not want to go into speculations as to how it will be corrected. I just hope it is in a peaceful manner because history remembers violent corrections of such imbalances, Chairman of BICA Vasil Velev says in an interview to Europost.

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  • Let it be summer

    Let it be summer

    Great Britain's Prime Minister Theresa May put on her dancing shoes to bob up and down in a Cape Town school. Even her most vocal critics could hardly put her in a more awkward spot. She indeed became a laughing stock to the world. However, what May said for the record was even funnier: “Today I set out a new bold ambition. Before 2022, I would like to make Britain the leading foreign investor in Africa among the G7 states.” It seems that alongside the Brexit drama, Mrs May has overlooked the fact that Africa already has a leading investor, and it is not the UK but quite another former empire - China.

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  • Casting characters in bronze

    Casting characters in bronze

    Almost the whole city of Sofia is spread out before you from Andrey Stoy­an­ov's house at the foot of the Vit­o­sha Moun­tain. The art­ist, how­e­ver, would hard­ly ever cast a glance at the cap­i­tal. The pan­o­ram­ic view fails to inspire him. Just the oppo­site.

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  • Far from heaven, close to hell

    Far from heaven, close to hell

    Sev­en­ty kil­o­me­tres. It was all the tiny boat should have sailed so that its pas­sen­gers could set foot in heav­en - the Ital­ian isle of Lam­pe­du­sa. They were emi­grants from Som­al­ia and Eri­trea flee­ing from the hell of inhu­man fam­ine and civ­il war. Just like thou­sands of oth­ers.

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