Campaign had been launched in London with the intention of ?bringing the Faroe Islands to its knees?. They had mobilised massive resources to achieve this end and even seemed to have the tacit encouragement
days respectively in early March 1999. I must express my concerns that the torture and sexual abuse they suffered whilst under police custody are gross violations of their human rights, and also express
tær og sigur: »ahhh?Denmark«. Royn at ímynda tær, at hann sigur: »hmm?The Faroe Islands, where are they?« og tú byrjar at greiða frá og endiligt kanst tú svara »nei« til spurningin um tað er »dependent« av
gjalda nóg nógv til sína egnu verju, mugu sigla sín egna sjógv. Russland kann gera “whatever the hell they want”, sum hann tók til í vár. Ein beinleiðis innbjóðing til Putin at leypa á. Joe Biden var tá skjótur
ikki Bob Dylan sum fann útav tí, at tíðirnar broytast, hann staðfesti tað bara í sanginum The Times they are a´changing, harið hann m.a. ávarðaði status quo- politikkararnar um at ansa sær, skuldu múrarnir [...] fremsti troubadørur, Bob Dylan, mundi ikki vera so heilt avmarsjeraður tá ið hann yrkti sangin The times they are a´changing. Takk fyri at eg varð boðin higar ídag, og havi eina góða framtíð í sátt og semju og
Liverpool, sum stendur fyri skotum: "Liverpool's bid to bring in Clint Dempsey has failed. Fulham insist they want £6m, Liverpool will offer no less than £16m." 21.00 : Tveir tímar ril flyringargluggin letur
the Faroese subsoil. We are aware that the day oil revenues come flooding into our small society, they will put a lot of strain on us, and especially us politicians. However, this is something that we
Mørkøre (og vit hava nógvar kvinnur og menn sum hetta eisini kann verið sagt um): Some men see things as they are and ask why. Others dream things that never were and ask why not. (Summi síggja tað sum er og
leisure Rays of poison in every crack, An eye is out lurking, I’m under attack They scare me away with their sorcery They give me no space to breathe I must flee from my home and my country though grieving [...] begging, yearning for heed But rumble from gorges revels in glee at us and our loving and living They play around with us, all palettes of life, these blissful and marvellous moments, while lambs are [...] wisdom find But there is no wisdom to gather that brings out those trusty words Like bleeding birds, they splatter right down back on the snow-covered earth But I know that treasures are buried deep down
, irresponsible, and above all low-budget horror film, in which (as is the way with horror films) they’re saving the worst for last." *Punktum fo nr. 60, (26. mars 2010) **Kringvarpið, (29. novembur 2009)
