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After reading this review I had a revelation: my book reads better with women than with men.
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5.0 out of 5 stars Unputdownable, March 2, 2011
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A long time ago in Romania a man planted a nut tree in his garden so that his family would benefit from it's fruits. He positioned it on the boundary of his property so that his neighbours could freely avail of it's bounty. And they did, in fact as time rolled on the neighbours had more of the nut tree than his family. No matter, there was enough for everyone. Now, his grandson Florin has mentioned this in a much bigger story that we are somewhat familiar with, the fall of Ceaucescu in 1989. He is searching for the truth and finding it bit by bit. His story is vibrant and authentic, skilfully smooth yet at times raw and raggedy like a breaking news report. I read it in two sittings because it was unputdownable. Apart from the great storytelling skill this is an important book about our times. Quite simply I think everyone should read it. And I want more, looking forward to his next offering. Good review3:
I contacted John knowing that he sharp and very quick with his bad reviews. I got a good one instead.
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5.0 out of 5 stars Compelling, February 18, 2011
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A couple of days ago Florin Grancea contacted me and asked if I would read and honestly review his book. Being flattered that he valued my opinion I agreed, asking that he return the favor by reading and honestly reviewing my book. He agreed bought my book and gifted me with his. We do not know each other. We have never met. I like this man who I do not know. The book deserves an honest review. It is very good! It is not totally clear to me, but I believe it is his personal memoir of the Romanian Revolution of 1989 filled out with facts he learned much later. Prior to reading this I had virtually no knowledge of those events or of the lives of the people of Romania. Mr Grancea is an excellent writer. His writing does not get in the way of the story he is telling. It was very difficult put this down even for everyday reality. The characters in the book have real depth. Any editing flaws are minor, I did not note any. In short I recommend this book very highly. Also as of this writing I do not know if he has finished my book or what he thought of it. Good review2:
Michael Dickson is a former newspaper editor in US, God bless him, he likes my style.
The Pigs' Slaughter is an autobiography that covers those fast days around Christmas of that year. Florin Grancea was 14 years old, and he was a very sharp boy. And he's now a very sharp man, and a very good writer, especially when you consider that English is not his native tongue. He is self-taught, and he's a great teacher. He learned well and he has a wonderfully personal English style.
This book is short (150 pages) and moves quickly. The technique is fascinating. The story jumps between two events, first one, then the other, rapidly with hardly a break. The first is that his family was going through the traditional preparations for a Romanian Christmas. And while doing this, they were watching the revolution on their ancient television. One moment we're awaiting the Christmas carolers, and watching the food preparations which included the slaughter and butchering of a pig.
Then people are being shot on live TV amid rampant confusion, and Grancea is providing historical background from the future, specifically from Japan where he now lives with his family. It's all threaded together in a fascinating and imaginative way. Of special interest is how the dictator and his wife were finally shot to death, more pigs slaughtered.
Excellent book, also available on Kindle.
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5.0 out of 5 stars Wonderful book, March 7, 2011
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During the tumultuous times in the late 1980s when the Soviet Empire was coming unglued and the Berlin Wall was falling, revolution also came to the Communist country of Romania, which had been ruled since 1965 by Nicolae Ceausescu and his nasty wife Elena, especially Elena. The Pigs' Slaughter is an autobiography that covers those fast days around Christmas of that year. Florin Grancea was 14 years old, and he was a very sharp boy. And he's now a very sharp man, and a very good writer, especially when you consider that English is not his native tongue. He is self-taught, and he's a great teacher. He learned well and he has a wonderfully personal English style.
This book is short (150 pages) and moves quickly. The technique is fascinating. The story jumps between two events, first one, then the other, rapidly with hardly a break. The first is that his family was going through the traditional preparations for a Romanian Christmas. And while doing this, they were watching the revolution on their ancient television. One moment we're awaiting the Christmas carolers, and watching the food preparations which included the slaughter and butchering of a pig.
Then people are being shot on live TV amid rampant confusion, and Grancea is providing historical background from the future, specifically from Japan where he now lives with his family. It's all threaded together in a fascinating and imaginative way. Of special interest is how the dictator and his wife were finally shot to death, more pigs slaughtered.
Excellent book, also available on Kindle.
Bad review 1
OK, this guy is reviewing mostly socks and pieces of plastic about which he writes 500 words (he's a pro, not mental) but he was right to say that I needed an editor. But not as bad as he thinks:
A little too raw, March 6, 2011
A 14 year old living in a remote Transylvanian town wasn't exactly plugged into the reported events and neither the television or the wild rumors could be relied upon but, 20 years later, the now mature Florian Grancea was apparently able to fill in some of the gaps with the conclusions of unquoted but probably serious and reliable studies and investigations. They apparently proved that the so-called Romanian revolution was a badly executed, scripted event, orchestrated and coordinated by Soviet agents ordered to replace Ceausescu's brutal, old-fashioned Stalinist communism with Gorbachev-style glasnost communism.
But, more than anything, we are what we eat, or so the saying states and the bulk of the book is dedicated to detailed explanations of how to properly kill a pig, take it apart, process the various parts and organs, cook it and eat it. And there are so many ways to cook a pig. Deep-frying in the pig's fat is or was most important to a Romanian-style breakfast back in 1989. Pig fat, guts, meat, blood, brains, ribs, skin, even the pig's raw ears are treasured and consumed all throughout the winter and pig parts can be traced even in some of the more traditional delicious Romanian deserts.
And, as the various methods and recipes are revealed, the Romanian revolution rolls on. New leaders grab power, bloody fights are staged, everybody gets hysterical, bullets fly, people get drunk, people are killed, Ceausescu and wife are executed, Romanians are free, life goes on.
Sadly, freedom is never free. The revolution marks the abrupt transition from delicious and nutritious home-cooked meals made from organic but usually hard to get (because Ceausescu had them rationed) ingredients to genetically modified, cheap processed foods that cause children to be dumb and fat and housewives to lose important homemaking skills such as cooking. In the free and more democratic country people no longer slaughter pigs with their little kids traditionally riding the dying animal as grownups are collecting its blood in buckets and the new color TV sets that used to be dedicated to broadcasting communist propaganda are now airing mindless game shows or Latin soap operas.
The few days of the Romanian revolution and the few covered events experienced by the young Florin Grancea mostly through TV watching seem to be the canvas on which the grownup author projects his own views on the meaning and benefits the transition to a West-style mass-consumer society. And the author goes down to the very foundations of our existence: the foods people eat/ate, the tastes, textures and flavors and the food's availability.
Florin Grancea's story is surprisingly readable but it's far from perfect. Probably the author's first 'book', he makes a mistake common to most debutant writers: the belief that editors are optional. They are not if one's ambition is to produce a quality text. And an editor is even more needed when English is not the author's native language. A friend, no matter how well-meaning can't replace a professional editor. The story as published abounds in 'distractions' such as completely unneeded vulgar expressions, references to events not known to those unfamiliar with Romania's recent history, stylistic excesses such as the author providing the reader with someone's last thoughts as the person dies, strident statements of opinion, unsourced allegations presented as undisputed facts.
The idea of anchoring the coverage of a political event around a series of traditional pork-based recipes is original and it does make for some interesting reading but, in the end, the material appears unprofessional (no editor), unpolished (done in a hurry), too opinionated and not properly sourced (written by a journalist?). Three stars would stand for "It's Okay" but, in my view, "The Pig's Slaughter" is not Okay. The author seems to have things to say and to want to say them loudly but the loudest voices aren't always the ones that are heard. I believe that he has the talent needed to say them in the form of a good book but it will have to be a future work or a major re-write of this one.
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A little too raw, 
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Pig's Slaughter is an almost-stream-of-consciousness recall by the author, his attempt to reconstruct the 4 days that changed Romania, his native country, around Christmas time in 1989. Florin Grancea was 14 then and he and his family watched the events on television whenever the slaughter and processing of the family-raised pig and the dressing of the family Christmas tree permitted. A 14 year old living in a remote Transylvanian town wasn't exactly plugged into the reported events and neither the television or the wild rumors could be relied upon but, 20 years later, the now mature Florian Grancea was apparently able to fill in some of the gaps with the conclusions of unquoted but probably serious and reliable studies and investigations. They apparently proved that the so-called Romanian revolution was a badly executed, scripted event, orchestrated and coordinated by Soviet agents ordered to replace Ceausescu's brutal, old-fashioned Stalinist communism with Gorbachev-style glasnost communism.
But, more than anything, we are what we eat, or so the saying states and the bulk of the book is dedicated to detailed explanations of how to properly kill a pig, take it apart, process the various parts and organs, cook it and eat it. And there are so many ways to cook a pig. Deep-frying in the pig's fat is or was most important to a Romanian-style breakfast back in 1989. Pig fat, guts, meat, blood, brains, ribs, skin, even the pig's raw ears are treasured and consumed all throughout the winter and pig parts can be traced even in some of the more traditional delicious Romanian deserts.
And, as the various methods and recipes are revealed, the Romanian revolution rolls on. New leaders grab power, bloody fights are staged, everybody gets hysterical, bullets fly, people get drunk, people are killed, Ceausescu and wife are executed, Romanians are free, life goes on.
Sadly, freedom is never free. The revolution marks the abrupt transition from delicious and nutritious home-cooked meals made from organic but usually hard to get (because Ceausescu had them rationed) ingredients to genetically modified, cheap processed foods that cause children to be dumb and fat and housewives to lose important homemaking skills such as cooking. In the free and more democratic country people no longer slaughter pigs with their little kids traditionally riding the dying animal as grownups are collecting its blood in buckets and the new color TV sets that used to be dedicated to broadcasting communist propaganda are now airing mindless game shows or Latin soap operas.
The few days of the Romanian revolution and the few covered events experienced by the young Florin Grancea mostly through TV watching seem to be the canvas on which the grownup author projects his own views on the meaning and benefits the transition to a West-style mass-consumer society. And the author goes down to the very foundations of our existence: the foods people eat/ate, the tastes, textures and flavors and the food's availability.
Florin Grancea's story is surprisingly readable but it's far from perfect. Probably the author's first 'book', he makes a mistake common to most debutant writers: the belief that editors are optional. They are not if one's ambition is to produce a quality text. And an editor is even more needed when English is not the author's native language. A friend, no matter how well-meaning can't replace a professional editor. The story as published abounds in 'distractions' such as completely unneeded vulgar expressions, references to events not known to those unfamiliar with Romania's recent history, stylistic excesses such as the author providing the reader with someone's last thoughts as the person dies, strident statements of opinion, unsourced allegations presented as undisputed facts.
The idea of anchoring the coverage of a political event around a series of traditional pork-based recipes is original and it does make for some interesting reading but, in the end, the material appears unprofessional (no editor), unpolished (done in a hurry), too opinionated and not properly sourced (written by a journalist?). Three stars would stand for "It's Okay" but, in my view, "The Pig's Slaughter" is not Okay. The author seems to have things to say and to want to say them loudly but the loudest voices aren't always the ones that are heard. I believe that he has the talent needed to say them in the form of a good book but it will have to be a future work or a major re-write of this one.
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Bitter-sweet memoir of a people decieved, This review is from: The Pigs' Slaughter (Paperback)
How long does it take to kill a pig, or execute a dictator? How easily is freedom won and lost in a web of deceit? And who will weep at the funeral of a good Communist? Author Florin Grancea was a fourteen-year-old boy in Romania, helping his father slaughter the family pig while Ceausescu's regime went to the wall in 1989 and the world looked on. Memory flavors his account in The Pigs' Slaughter with sights and sounds of family farm, gritty and poignant details on pig-killing, sausage cooking, mouth-watering, Christmas-cake-rising delights, all set against the background of a black-and-white TV set and news colored with lies. Hindsight offers truth behind the agony and irony, bitter-sweet as well-boiled wine.
Freedom beckons while father hopes the Russians will stay out and son wishes for shoes. But freedom turns out less sweet that it was imagined. The author salts his tale with the darkness of coming poverty and the death of his country's beloved traditions. Democracy wears fake jeans, as false as imagined terrorists and cruelly staged destruction. His people deceived, the author looks back and invites readers to see the falsehood of our own promises, or at least to open our eyes; remember what we've had before we lose it; and build on solid ground.
The history of two world wars is woven into the tale of five days in December just as seamlessly as the future and present day. The voice is consistent, the opinions fierce, and the facts well-researched by a boy turned journalist. The author's memories seem painfully, achingly real, right to a final scene of death, false victory and true forgiveness. I want to taste those Christmas treats. I mourn their loss and the loss of innocence. And I salute an author whose writing has brought it all to life.
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Monday, February 7, 2011
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IATA CINE SUNT CEI DIN ACEASTA ALIANTA
In 1989, KGB a venit în Bucureşti să distrugă dovezile.
În 22 decembrie 1989, nişte civili cu banderole tricolore de revoluţionari au venit să “protesteze” în faţa DGDAL, pe strada Roma. Au intrat în sediu şi s-au dus direct la UM 0110 (in acea cladire banala functiona, fara ca nimeni sa banuiasca, indicativul “Z”). Au găsit fişetele goale. Învăţând lecţia din 1944 şi din lecţia cehoslovacă din 1968, agenţii români au fost găsiţi fără arhivă. Atenţie, obiectivele principale ale UM 0110 din 1989 era urmărirea grupului “Corbii”, din care făceau parte Nicolae Militaru şi Ion Iliescu.
Potrivit UNUIA DINTRE SUPRAVIETUTORII MACELULUI din UM 0110: “noi aveam toata schema de spionaj sovietica din Romania si le stiam retelele. Ei nu puteau supravietui cu retelele in Romania democratica, infiltrate in viata politica, in stat si noi sa stim cine sunt. Au gasit fisetele goale. Unele informatii se gasesc si in alta parte, ei insa nu au stiut daca le-am distrus sau le-am dus in alta parte. Dosarele noastre contineau probe asupra legaturilor cu spionajul sovietic, asta era problema, nu numele spionilor romani, cat legaturile lor cu spionii sovietici, cu nume, functii, asta ii interesa cel mai mult. Rusii voiau sa ne termine”.
Tinta atunci, de fapt, a fost şeful unităţii – nimeni altul decat col. TECSA – care se afla în altă locaţie, aflată pe o stradă paralelă (pe Londra). A fost evacuat în timp util, deoarece era urmărit pentru a fi ucis de agenţii sovietici.
Ca să vedeţi ce ar fi păţit, să luăm exemplul şefului trupelor USLA (Unitatea Specială de Luptă Antiteroristă), col. Gheorghe Trosca.
De precizat că UM 0110 era în relaţii excelente cu USLA, având relativ acelaşi fond. A fost executat in noaptea de Craciun a anului 1989, in fata Ministerului Apararii unde fusese atras intr-o ambuscada. Cadavrul colonelului si cele ale colegilor sai au stat zile intregi in strada. Fiindca erau prezentati drept teroristi, trupurile celor ucisi in fata MApN au fost batjocorite sub ochii militarilor. Specialistii anti-KGB pun uciderea colonelului Trosca, fost sef al contrainformatiilor militare, pe seama agentilor rusi prezenti in numar mare la asa-zisa revolutie din decembrie 1989 si in fruntea structurilor de comanda ale Frontului Salvarii Nationale.
Conform acestora, Trosca, impreuna cu Tecsa, documentasera indelungata activitate de spion al GRU a generalului Nicolae Militaru, care tocmai fusese instalat Ministru al Apararii de Ion Iliescu. Aşadar, noua putere acuza faptul că există terorişti. În fapt, agenţii sovietici se luptau cu agenţii de contrainformaţii. Un exemplu de poliţe vechi care au fost plătite atunci este ce prin care agentul sovietic Nicolae Militaru îl cheamă la MApN pe Gheorghe Trosca… Apoi, cadavrul îi este expus cu titulatura de “terorist”.
Inamicii noului regim fidel Moscovei erau aşadar trupele USLA şi agenţii UM 0110, care nu au tras un foc. Atunci cine a tras? Trupele de cercetare-diversiune ale armatei al căror istoric se poate urmări uşor? Trupele de Securitate care primiseră ordin să stea? Sau armata, ai cărei soldaţi trăgeau aiurea? În fine… după cele 168 de victime de dinainte de 22 decembrie, au urmat alte 1.050 după 22 decembrie, când deja se instalase noua putere.
UM 0110 (ce mai ramasese din ea), ce purta indicativul secret “Z” a fost desfiinţată chiar la finele lunii decembrie 1989, de Virgil Măgureanu, pe atunci doar asistent la “Ştefan Gheorghiu”. A fost reînfiinţată în 1994 şi i s-au restrâns atribuţiile în 1998.
Potrivit unui rezervist: “In 1998 a fost chemat activul unitatii succesoare 0110 si ni s-a ordonat scurt sa ridicam dispozitivul de pe maghiarii revizionisti si sa inchidem dosarele deschise.
Pentru ca, trebuie sa intelegeti, si noi, si fosta 0110, se ocupa atat de KGB si STASI cat si de AVO si urmasele lor. Am zis, bine-bine, dar avem spioni documentati, in lucru, oficiali – unul dintre ei este secretar de stat azi – ce facem cu ei? Nimic, a fost raspunsul. E ordin de sus, de la Cotroceni. Unii au rabdat, altii au plecat. Cam asta cred ca e situatia si acum in SRI, in ceea ce priveste desfiintarea “Z”-etului.
In 1989, Armata, sub conducerea cadrelor GRU si KGB reactivate de generalul Nicolae Militaru, a preluat o mare parte din DSS. Multe dintre cartitele infiltrate atunci sunt si azi la putere.
Cateva dintre nume sonore romanesti ce erau spioni sovietici si se aflau, in ’89, in atentia lui Tecsa si Trosca:
- Adrian Nastase, deputat PSD: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0625, UM 0195, UM 0544;
– Teodor Melescanu, senator si prim-vicepresedinte al PNL: fond informativ la nivelul UM0544, UM 0195, UM 0625;
– Mircea Cosea, deputat PNL: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0544, UM 0625, UM 0195;
– Mircea Pascu, deputat PSD: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0544, UM 0195, UM 0110;
– Radu Vasile, fost premier: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0610 si al Securitatii Municipiului Bucuresti;
– Eugen Dijmarescu: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0544, UM 0195, UM 0625;
– Alin Teodorescu, deputat PSD: fond informativ la nivelul Directiei a II-a, Securitatea Municipiului Bucuresti;
– Viorel Hrebenciuc, deputat PSD: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0110, UM 0195;
– Serban Mihailescu, senator PSD: fond informativ UM 0544
– Ilie Sarbu, senator PSD: fond informativ la UM 0610;
Deci ,Ilie Sarbu, senator PSD: fond informativ la UM 0610…….. omul rusilor….si socrul lui Victor Ponta……..
IATA CINE SUNT CEI DIN ACEASTA ALIANTA
In 1989, KGB a venit în Bucureşti să distrugă dovezile.
În 22 decembrie 1989, nişte civili cu banderole tricolore de revoluţionari au venit să “protesteze” în faţa DGDAL, pe strada Roma. Au intrat în sediu şi s-au dus direct la UM 0110 (in acea cladire banala functiona, fara ca nimeni sa banuiasca, indicativul “Z”). Au găsit fişetele goale. Învăţând lecţia din 1944 şi din lecţia cehoslovacă din 1968, agenţii români au fost găsiţi fără arhivă. Atenţie, obiectivele principale ale UM 0110 din 1989 era urmărirea grupului “Corbii”, din care făceau parte Nicolae Militaru şi Ion Iliescu.
Potrivit UNUIA DINTRE SUPRAVIETUTORII MACELULUI din UM 0110: “noi aveam toata schema de spionaj sovietica din Romania si le stiam retelele. Ei nu puteau supravietui cu retelele in Romania democratica, infiltrate in viata politica, in stat si noi sa stim cine sunt. Au gasit fisetele goale. Unele informatii se gasesc si in alta parte, ei insa nu au stiut daca le-am distrus sau le-am dus in alta parte. Dosarele noastre contineau probe asupra legaturilor cu spionajul sovietic, asta era problema, nu numele spionilor romani, cat legaturile lor cu spionii sovietici, cu nume, functii, asta ii interesa cel mai mult. Rusii voiau sa ne termine”.
Tinta atunci, de fapt, a fost şeful unităţii – nimeni altul decat col. TECSA – care se afla în altă locaţie, aflată pe o stradă paralelă (pe Londra). A fost evacuat în timp util, deoarece era urmărit pentru a fi ucis de agenţii sovietici.
Ca să vedeţi ce ar fi păţit, să luăm exemplul şefului trupelor USLA (Unitatea Specială de Luptă Antiteroristă), col. Gheorghe Trosca.
De precizat că UM 0110 era în relaţii excelente cu USLA, având relativ acelaşi fond. A fost executat in noaptea de Craciun a anului 1989, in fata Ministerului Apararii unde fusese atras intr-o ambuscada. Cadavrul colonelului si cele ale colegilor sai au stat zile intregi in strada. Fiindca erau prezentati drept teroristi, trupurile celor ucisi in fata MApN au fost batjocorite sub ochii militarilor. Specialistii anti-KGB pun uciderea colonelului Trosca, fost sef al contrainformatiilor militare, pe seama agentilor rusi prezenti in numar mare la asa-zisa revolutie din decembrie 1989 si in fruntea structurilor de comanda ale Frontului Salvarii Nationale.
Conform acestora, Trosca, impreuna cu Tecsa, documentasera indelungata activitate de spion al GRU a generalului Nicolae Militaru, care tocmai fusese instalat Ministru al Apararii de Ion Iliescu. Aşadar, noua putere acuza faptul că există terorişti. În fapt, agenţii sovietici se luptau cu agenţii de contrainformaţii. Un exemplu de poliţe vechi care au fost plătite atunci este ce prin care agentul sovietic Nicolae Militaru îl cheamă la MApN pe Gheorghe Trosca… Apoi, cadavrul îi este expus cu titulatura de “terorist”.
Inamicii noului regim fidel Moscovei erau aşadar trupele USLA şi agenţii UM 0110, care nu au tras un foc. Atunci cine a tras? Trupele de cercetare-diversiune ale armatei al căror istoric se poate urmări uşor? Trupele de Securitate care primiseră ordin să stea? Sau armata, ai cărei soldaţi trăgeau aiurea? În fine… după cele 168 de victime de dinainte de 22 decembrie, au urmat alte 1.050 după 22 decembrie, când deja se instalase noua putere.
UM 0110 (ce mai ramasese din ea), ce purta indicativul secret “Z” a fost desfiinţată chiar la finele lunii decembrie 1989, de Virgil Măgureanu, pe atunci doar asistent la “Ştefan Gheorghiu”. A fost reînfiinţată în 1994 şi i s-au restrâns atribuţiile în 1998.
Potrivit unui rezervist: “In 1998 a fost chemat activul unitatii succesoare 0110 si ni s-a ordonat scurt sa ridicam dispozitivul de pe maghiarii revizionisti si sa inchidem dosarele deschise.
Pentru ca, trebuie sa intelegeti, si noi, si fosta 0110, se ocupa atat de KGB si STASI cat si de AVO si urmasele lor. Am zis, bine-bine, dar avem spioni documentati, in lucru, oficiali – unul dintre ei este secretar de stat azi – ce facem cu ei? Nimic, a fost raspunsul. E ordin de sus, de la Cotroceni. Unii au rabdat, altii au plecat. Cam asta cred ca e situatia si acum in SRI, in ceea ce priveste desfiintarea “Z”-etului.
In 1989, Armata, sub conducerea cadrelor GRU si KGB reactivate de generalul Nicolae Militaru, a preluat o mare parte din DSS. Multe dintre cartitele infiltrate atunci sunt si azi la putere.
Cateva dintre nume sonore romanesti ce erau spioni sovietici si se aflau, in ’89, in atentia lui Tecsa si Trosca:
- Adrian Nastase, deputat PSD: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0625, UM 0195, UM 0544;
– Teodor Melescanu, senator si prim-vicepresedinte al PNL: fond informativ la nivelul UM0544, UM 0195, UM 0625;
– Mircea Cosea, deputat PNL: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0544, UM 0625, UM 0195;
– Mircea Pascu, deputat PSD: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0544, UM 0195, UM 0110;
– Radu Vasile, fost premier: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0610 si al Securitatii Municipiului Bucuresti;
– Eugen Dijmarescu: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0544, UM 0195, UM 0625;
– Alin Teodorescu, deputat PSD: fond informativ la nivelul Directiei a II-a, Securitatea Municipiului Bucuresti;
– Viorel Hrebenciuc, deputat PSD: fond informativ la nivelul UM 0110, UM 0195;
– Serban Mihailescu, senator PSD: fond informativ UM 0544
– Ilie Sarbu, senator PSD: fond informativ la UM 0610;
Deci ,Ilie Sarbu, senator PSD: fond informativ la UM 0610…….. omul rusilor….si socrul lui Victor Ponta……..
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