Lockdowns in Germany; Trump considering moving US troops from Germany to Poland; The Democratic Republic of Congo declares Ebola outbreak over

Lockdowns in Germany; Trump considering moving US troops from Germany to Poland; The Democratic Republic of Congo declares Ebola outbreak over

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A banner reading “Entering only with a face mask please — only 4 clients are allowed in the pharmacy” is pictured in front of a pharmacy during new outbreak of the coronavirus in downtown Wildeshausen, Germany, June 24, 2020.

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Germany’s populous Guetersloh and Warendorf regions became the first in the country to return to strict restrictions against the coronavirus, angering many residents. The lockdown measures enacted yesterday are meant to halt an outbreak in the northwest of Germany after more than 1,500 workers at the Toennies meatpacking plant tested positive for the virus. Another outbreak at a meat-processing factory in Wildeshausen alarmed health authorities with 23 people testing positive. Bavaria announced a ban on the roughly 640,000 residents from Guetersloh and Warendorf from entering the southern German state and Austria has issued a travel warning.

News of the lockdown in Germany comes as US President Donald Trump announced he’s considering moving some of the 9,500 US troops he’s pulling from Germany to Poland. Trump previously blindsided US allies in the region in announcing the withdrawal of troops from Germany. Yesterday’s comments from Trump came during a visit with Polish President Andrzej Duda at the White House — a meeting with no clear official purpose that appeared aimed at boosting Duda’s chances to win in Poland’s Sunday elections.

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The Democratic Republic of Congo said today that the Ebola outbreak in the east of the country is over. The outbreak, which killed 2,280 people over nearly two years, is the second deadliest Ebola outbreak on record. The end of the epidemic there may offer lessons as the world grapples with the COVID-19 pandemic.

Sergei Khrushchev, the son of Soviet leader Nikita Khrushchev, died on June 18 at his home in Rhode Island at the age of 84. The former Soviet rocket scientist moved to the US before the collapse of the Soviet Union to lecture at Brown University and became a naturalized US citizen in 1999. The World spoke to Khrushchev last year about the US-Soviet space race.

And while Germany is facing a new test to contain an outbreak of the coronavirus, France and the UK are starting to loosen restrictions.  The Eiffel Tower and the Louvre are set to reopen after lockdown, and pubs in England will open their doors — though likely not to Americans.

Black history is ‘integral part’ of British culture, says Black Curriculum founder

A teacher reads children a story on the grounds of St. Dunstan’s College junior school as some schools reopen following the outbreak of the coronavirus disease (COVID-19) in London, Britain, June 1, 2020.

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What do students learn in the classroom about race and history? In the UK, an organization called The Black Curriculum has been pushing for Black history to be taught nationwide.

How Russia laid the groundwork for future disinformation campaigns

Russian BMPT armored fighting vehicles drive during the Victory Day Parade in Red Square in Moscow, Russia, June 24, 2020. The military parade, marking the 75th anniversary of the victory over Nazi Germany in World War II, was scheduled for May 9, but postponed due to the outbreak of the coronavirus disease (COVID-19).

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In one chapter of her new book, “How to Lose the Information War,” Nina Jankowicz describes how relocating the Bronze Soldier statue in Tallinn, Estonia’s capital, exposed divisions between Russian speakers and Estonians. The Bronze Soldier was a controversial Soviet World War II memorial, which also served as a reminder to many of the 50 years Estonia spent under Soviet occupation. 

Jankowicz spoke with The World’s Marco Werman about how this controversy made Estonia vulnerable to a cyberattack over a decade ago that laid some of the groundwork for Russia’s future disinformation campaigns.

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Following the restoration work to Elías García Martínez’s Ecce Homo resulting in the infamous Monkey Jesus at a church in Borja, Spain, the country now has another painting debacle on its hands.

Experts call for regulation after latest botched art restoration in Spain.

Immaculate Conception painting by Murillo reportedly cleaned by furniture restorer. https://t.co/YjtgTSohWB pic.twitter.com/iIkBDsKEkm

— Ticia Verveer (@ticiaverveer) June 23, 2020In case you missed itListen: Trump’s visa ban has technology companies worried

US President Donald Trump talks to reporters before boarding Marine One helicopter from the South Lawn of the White House in Washington, DC, June 23, 2020.

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US President Donald Trump on Monday signed an executive order targeting several visa programs for foreign workers, including programs US tech companies rely on to hire highly skilled foreign workers. Experts say changes to the H-1B and other programs will push those workers, and potential innovation, to other parts of the world. And, the Lebanese economy is tanking, which has put tens of thousands of domestic workers in a tough situation. Also, a new exhibit at Spain’s Cervantes Institute looks at some of the most important — but largely ignored — women writers of Spain’s 16th and 17th centuries.

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A.B.I – The Only lyrics

Intro:
A.B.I on the beat
East-coast

(verse1)

She the qeen of the game
I dream everyday
She love champagne
But that will never be the same
Still no complaints, i hate the way she do it,
She drives me insane
We used to be the best
She came from the east,
I came from the west
Her body so soft, I’m so lost
Late night walks, she love them Nikes
Late night stories, late night texts
Late convocations, all dedication
She used to be so humble
She used to be in-trouble
She used to live in the condo
That used to be the combo
She said she from Congo
I know alisema wongo

(hook)

You’re the one that I waaaant,
You’re the one that I neeeeed,
You’re the one that I waaaant,
Nobody elseee
You’re the one that I waaaant,
You’re the one that I neeeeed,
You’re the one that I waaaant,
Nobody elseee

(verse 2)

She qeen of the game
I’m the king of the night
We goin been alright
Every night every height
5,2,4 that’s a prefect height
Pull up in the range, we gonna take a ride
Long day long night, she the green light (what)
Hit with the line, she gave me that smile (huh)
Says that she want me, but she couldn’t get around me.
I’m always on the road, but she say she won’t forget me
Even tho we don’t talk, Don’t really Matter
We always in the zone, you know it’s all summer
No need for the number, we keep undercover
Body like Rihanna, she got it from her Mama
So so shy, she don’t even need no drama
Ask my Brothers, we flying to Bahamas

(hook)

You’re the one that I waaaant,
You’re the one that I neeeeed,
You’re the one that I waaaant,
Nobody elseee
You’re the one that I waaaant,
You’re the one that I neeeeed,
You’re the one that I waaaant,
Nobody elseee

You’re the one that I waaaant,
You’re the one that I neeeeed,
You’re the one that I waaaant,
Nobody elseee
You’re the one that I waaaant,
You’re the one that I neeeeed,
You’re the one that I waaaant,
Nobody elseee

Eeeh ohhhh, ohh,ohh,ohh, ohhhhh
Ohh, ohh,ohh, ohhhhh,
Ohh, ohh , ohh, ohhhh, yeeh

Eeeh ohhhh,ohh,ohh,ohh,ohhhhh
Ohh, ohh,ohh,ohhhhh,
Ohh, ohh ,ohh, ohhhh, yeeh

You’re the one that I waaaant,
You’re the one that I neeeeed,
You’re the one that I waaaant,
Nobody elseee

LION BABE – Rockets (feat. Moe Moks)

[Intro: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]
We live, we live
We live, we live young

[Verse 1: Jillian Hervey]
Fly high like I’m NASA
Pull my hips like the salsa
I’m like butter on a lobster
We live, we live
Got me singin’ like I’m Chaka
Ooh I’m workin’ in mi casa
Young queen Cleopatra

[Pre-Chorus: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]
We live, we live
We live, we live young
We live, we live
We live, we live young

[Chorus: Jillian Hervey]
All these spaceships and rockets (high)
Got me feelin’ high (high)
On my spaceship I’m rockin’ (high)
Fall into the sky (high)
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky

[Verse 2: Moe Moks]
Congo, wear my rasta
Merengue with a [?]
We eat fishes with the pasta
We live, we live
Been feelin’ like a popstar
Heavy drinks, I’m a rockstar
The young king with the roadster

[Pre-Chorus: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]
We live, we live
We live, we live young
We live, we live
We live, we live young

[Chorus: Jillian Hervey]
All these spaceships and rockets (high)
Got me feelin’ high (high)
On my spaceship I’m rockin’ (high)
Fall into the sky (high)
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky
Fall into the sky

[Outro: Jillian Hervey & Moe Moks]
We live, we live
High, high
High, high
I just want y’all to chill to record
We live, we live young
[?] to this
We live, we live
[?] to this
We live, we live young
Sex and [?] to this
We live, we live
We live, we live young
We live, we live
We live, we live young
All these spaceships and rockets
High, high
High, high

Gosby – Quand Je Partirai (Neg La Ri Album)

Quand j’partirai ne venez pas pleurer sur ma tombe, combien sont sincères?

Combien de drames, de vraies galères, combien de faux frères?
Quand j’étais vraiment dans la merde, combien m’ont tendu la main?
Ne jamais remettre à demain ce qu’on peut faire à une main
Déjà à l’époque, on m’enviait pour une barrette
J’fais d’l’auto-stop sur le chemin du Paradis et seul le Diable s’arrête
Cimetière de Trappes, en p’tite équipe, ramenez pas trop d’de-mon
On vit entre anges et démons, combien me connaissent de nom?
Quand j’partirai, dites à ma famille que j’les aime
Que mon truc c’est la solitude, que j’ai du mal à dire "je t’aime"
Quand j’partirai, dites à mon dealer qu’il est au chômage
Drôle de personnage, pas besoin qu’on m’rende hommage
Dites à mes vrais amis que l’amitié s’étend à jamais
Que j’étais nul en maths car quand on aime on n’compte jamais
Vous direz aux matons que l’peura m’a fait changer d’air
Que ma fierté c’est l’Maroc et que j’préfère manger par terre
Aucun remords, j’ai vécu pleinement
Un titulaire sur le terrain, c’est dix rageux qui parlent sur le banc
Quand j’partirai, dites à mon père que rien ne sert de pleurer
Dites à ma fille que ses prières remplaceront les courriers
Dites à mes profs que rien à foutre si j’ai pas eu leurs diplômes
Dites aux rageux que cet album va sûrement peser dix tonnes
Quand j’partirai, vous passerez le salam au Congo
Vous leur direz qu’on y mange bien, vous remercierez le Togo
Le Cameroun et l’Algérie, le Canada, Djibouti
J’aurai p’t-êt’ un seul remords: ne pas revoir l’public du Mali
J’partirai la tête haute, ma fille, n’écoute pas les gens!
J’ai des souvenirs de Dakar, de quelques frères d’Abidjan
Quand j’partirai, la concurrence pourra sortir d’son trou
Et seulement une fois enterré, vous pourrez prendre son pouls
Je serai pas loin, je serai à jamais dans le cœur d’la famille
De quelques fans anéantis, de quelques sœurs des Antilles
Quand j’serai plus là, vous direz à certains frères qu’ils m’ont déçu
Que moi j’ai pas une belle plume, seulement un putain d’vécu!
Vécues, les années passent et je vois les choses empirer
Seigneur, ayez pitié le jour où j’partirai
Quand j’partirai, certains faux frères feront mine d’être déçus
Veulent rouler avec moi, auparavant m’auraient marché dessus
Dites à mes fans que j’suis fou d’eux, que je n’étais rien sans eux
Que la vie, ça blesse, et qu’il n’y a pas d’fumée sans coup d’feu
Big up à Fred Musa, Pascal Cefran c’est la même!
Encore un rap anti-FN sur ta FM
Quand j’partirai, certains bâtards feront leurs condoléances
Où étaient-ils quand les factures arrivaient à échéance?
Où étaient-ils quand les Restos du Cœur servaient le daron?
Où étaient-ils quand les huissiers prenaient l’fauteuil du salon?
Où étaient-ils quand les yeux mouillés, Maman manquait d’liquide?
Étaient-ils là au mitard, avec une envie d’suicide?
Les années passent, bordel de merde, et j’vois les choses empirer

Seigneur, ayez pitié le jour où j’partirai
Yeah, le jour où j’partirai, j’emmènerai rien avec moi
Pas d’appartement, pas d’bijou, pas d’voiture
J’ai jamais rappé pour cette merde, t’façon
Et ça, les vrais le savent, depuis mon premier album
Quand j’partirai, la seule chose qui est importante pour moi, c’est qu’j’espère que j’aurai l’temps de dire:

"Achhadou an lâ ilâha illa-llâh, washadou ana muhammad rasûlu-llâh"
Et j’veux entendre chanter… Fouiny Babe!

J’veux vous entendre chanter…

La réussite, ça génère des inimitiés Fouiny, ça crée des ennemis:

Ton succès se retourne contre toi!
Qu’est-ce que tu vas faire, tuer ton succès?
Tu préférerais ne pas avoir réussi?
C’n’est pas compliqué, ou on réussit et on s’fait quelques ennemis
Ou bien on loupe son coup, et on s’fait quelques amis
C’est une question de choix…

Frank Ocean – Skyline To (Blonde Album)

[Verse 1: Frank Ocean (Kendrick Lamar)]
This is joy, this is summer
Keep alive, stay alive
Got your metal on, we’re alone
Making sweet love, takin’ time
‘Til God strikes us
That’s a pretty fucking fast year flew by
That’s a pretty long third gear in this car
Glidin’ on the five
The deer run across, kill the headlights
Pretty fucking
Underneath moonlight now
Pretty fucking
Sunrise in sight
In comes a morning, hunting us with the beams
Solstice ain’t as far as it used to be
It begins to blur, we get older (Blur!)
Summer ain’t as long as it used to be
Everyday counts like crazy (Smoke, haze)
Wanna get soaked?
Wanna film a tape on the speed boat?
We smell of Californication
Strike a pose
Everything grows in the Congo
Everything grows
Can you come when I call again?

[Verse 2: Frank Ocean (Kendrick Lamar)]
On comes the evening
Gold seeking ends
Piece in my hands worth twice than a friend
And two limbs over shoulder, carried away
Because I’m stronger and the Congo is dim (smoke)
In comes the morning (smoke)
In comes the morning (haze)