Reuters: Russian Aeroflot plane crashed, 88 people killed

MOSCOW (Reuters) - A Russian Boeing 737-500 airliner crashed near the Ural mountains on Sunday, killing all 88 passengers and crew on board — 21 of them foreign nationals.
The plane, operated by Russia’s national airline Aeroflot and on an internal flight from Moscow, ploughed into wasteland while trying to land in the Siberian city of Perm.
“There were 88 people on board, 82 passengers and six crew,” said Emergencies Ministry spokeswoman Irina Andrianova.
“All of them died. There were no casualties on the ground.”

Last month, at least 65 people were killed when a Boeing 737-200 crashed in Kyrgyzstan, a Central Asian country that was once part of the Soviet Union.

By Christian Lowe and James Kilner

RIA-NOVOSTI

Трое взрослых и двое детей опоздали на трагический рейс Москва-Пермь
Крушение Боинга-737 в Перми

“Боинг-737″ выполнял рейс номер 821 по маршруту Москва-Пермь. На борту находились 82 пассажира и пять членов экипажа. В 3.10 мск с самолетом пропала связь, в тот момент лайнер находился на высоте 1800 метров.

Фото предоставлено пресс-службой ГУВД Пермского края
11:52 14/09/08
МОСКВА, 14 сен - РИА Новости. Пять человек - трое взрослых и двое детей опоздали на трагический рейс Москва-Пермь, они отправились в Пермь на поезде, сообщил РИА Новости представитель пресс-службы “Аэрофлота”.

‘Clear Intrusion’, BBC News

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/world/7549594.stm

Georgia’s president said 150 Russian tanks and other vehicles had entered South Ossetia.

Georgian President Mikhail Saakashvili told CNN: “Russia is fighting a war with us in our own territory.”

Kids

INTERFAX.RU, 08 Aug
As a result of military operations in South Ossetia more than 1400 persons are dead
“Rescue us!”
People leaving South Ossetia tell about horrors of bombardment, and those who remain in town Tskhinvali, send SOS messages. Flow of Tskhinvali refugees, that begun several days ago, has reached now its apogee. As correspondent of agency informs, the considerable quantity of refugees gathered now on the Georgian-Russian frontier. Many women and children cry. “We had never seen such fire and never heard such a roar”, - said one of the women.” All this is terrible. The Georgian military men, opening fire on our villages, do not think that they fire on ordinary defenseless people including children and women.

Translated by Galina

Young female beggar in one of Vienna streets listening to arguments of older woman who suddenly stopped to express her opinion on beggary.

For the first time in my life, I was brought at the place against my will and kept there shut. I felt shaken and thought it must be mistake and soon they would let me go.

At the same time, I knew in my heart that the world where I lived before would never be the same again. On incomprehensible reasons, I became outcast, object of persecution; I broke certain rules and revealed my alien nature to others. I failed to act in reality that all others people except of me shared. So albino crow in flock of black birds is hit by beaks of others till it is dead. I had feeling that all others shared knowledge I had no access to.

Many years would pass until I realize that everybody creates his own truth, and common reality for all does not exist. I would realize that unanimity and group thinking point out to higher levels of compromise only and also ability to float at surface of interactions without digging deep inside (more…)

Feeling distantly curious about the car, I had no any thought it could concern me. However, my eyes were fixed at the fire escape staircase leading on the roof of the building.

I regretted being disobedient to Red Mistress. Moreover, my instincts told me I was in danger after talk with her.
Struggling with imperative to escape, I asked myself:
- What I am afraid of? Did I damage school property, steel money from the common safe or did I murder, harm or gave public insult to somebody? Why I must run and crawl like beast, seized with panic, if I know I am pure and innocent?

Three men in white gowns who appeared at the doors to interrupt my inner dispute (more…)