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How To Help Us Reach More People Through Google While Silencing the Mining Company

Did you know that quality back-links help Google decide how high a webpage will rank in a keyword search? A back-link is an external link that points back to a particular website or webpage. A website with a high number of back links is an indication to Google that the website must be of high quality if so many people are linking back to it.

One of the goals for our website is to rank on the first page for the keywords rosia montana.This not only helps us direct people just learning about Rosia Montana but it also helps us push RM Gold Corporation’s websites down in the rankings. If we can push their sites to the third page or beyond, we lower the the chance of someone visiting their sites.

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This Week’s Volunteer Recognition Awards

This Week’s Volunteer Recognition Awards Goes To (in alphabetical order):

Alexandra Roman, Alba Iulia: for her translations from English to Romanian and her development of a bicycle/run event from Alba Iulia to Rosia Montana during FanFest.

Ani ?tefan, Alba Iulia: for her work on adding to our email database the addresses of important contacts throughout Romnia.

Lucian Raducanescu, Bucharest: for installing and implementing the Foundation’s mailing list software.


Thank you, Everyone!!!


The Month In Review

The past three weeks were an important period for the Cultural Foundation; during Easter many new people from across Romania discovered the Foundation for the first time. Traveling from Bucharest, Iasi, Oradea and Cluj and from as far away as Denmark, Rosia Montana supporters formed new friendships, discussed strategies and helped the Foundation increase its pool of volunteers willing to contribute their time to helping the Cultural Foundation stop open-pit mining in Rosia Montana.

Alex led the group on tours passed Dacian and Roman galleries, to the meteorological station at the top of the highest point in Rosia Montana and viewed the destructive impact of open-pit mining on Mount Cetate.

On the last evening, everyone gathered at Eugen David’s farm to enjoy a bonfire and a glass of wine and listen to Eugen speak of the opposition’s resistance to open-pit mining through the years. Afterwards, we relaxed by the warmth of the fire until past midnight sharing stories and reveling in each other’s commitment to the cause.

Alexandra Roman and Cristi Pascal have begun training for their bike/run that will begin in Alba Iulia and end in Rosia Montana during Fanfest in August. Promoting both the Cultural Foundation and the Save Rosia Montana campaign, Alexandra and Cristi will be covering a distance of 85 kilometers. We wish them luck!

This past weekend saw the Cultural Foundation and supporters of the Save Rosia Montana campaign come together to deliver the campaign’s newspaper Apusenii Libere. Focusing on the town of Bucium, one of the villages that make up the Rosia Montana parish, the group took advantage of the Negrilassa festival in Bucium, handing out hundreds of the newspapers. It was a great way to offer the residents of Bucium and beyond another side to the Rosia Montana story besides company propaganda.

This used to be my playground…

By Alexandra Roman

A place up in the mountains. Narrow streets. Old houses. People carrying their lives like they’ve been here since forever and will still be here for a long while. Will they..??

If you take a closer look, you notice that most of the houses seem lifeless. No move around them, although it’s spring and everybody should be busy outside or inside the house, trying to chase away the last signs of winter. But the people who should be there are gone now, and the houses are abandoned. It’s like they are waiting to collapse under the noise of heavy machines and the smell of dynamite.

Ro?ia Montan? is going in two different directions: one side wants to carry on just like until now, while the other side would turn its back to all that this mining town has ever represented, for a handful of money. The gold is out of the question; the people will only see it in the colorful pictures of the mining company. The unrest is caused by the thin limit between these two directions. Each side has its own arguments and the conviction that the truth is in their hands. The truth is that the purpose is basically the same: well-being. It’s just that the meaning of this “well-being” is very different.

For some people, well-being means a quiet place, where they can breathe a clean air and watch their children grow up healthy, running up and down the hills. But for others, the well-being is the reward of a monstrous excavation of several mountains to get the gold which has been anyhow extracted in this place for thousands of years, but without displacing the inhabitants and destroying the environment. Until recently, people and nature were one; there was no need to destroy one of them, so that the other could survive. Now, all of a sudden, this doesn’t work anymore; something must be sacrificed. Some people call this “progress”.

To illustrate how this kind of “progress” leaves deep wounds on the environment, but especially in the hearts of the people, I will tell you a short story:

Not far away from Ro?ia Montan?, just over a couple of hills, where you can now see a huge lake of blood-colored sterile waste, it was the place where my grandparents and my father were born and grew up. The village of Geam?na is now almost gone; the lake is growing continuously, as a result of the copper mining in Ro?ia Poieni, swallowing trees and houses, and my grandparents’ house has long been under the surface of the poisonous lake. I wonder what they would say if they could see how this place, which was their home, now looks like. If they would understand that all was done for a „noble” purpose; who cares about some houses, the cemetery, the church, which are all covered now by the poison? A single glance over a once beautiful and lively valley it’s enough to give you goose bumps.

Do we really want to see this in Ro?ia Montan? as well? The problem is that here it would be a lot bigger and much more poisonous. The question is: what for? Or better yet, for whom? In any case, not for those who are still living in Ro?ia Montan? or for their children, but for a few foreigners who haven’t seen Ro?ia Montan? except on scale models.

As for those who were born in Ro?ia Montan?, if they ever come here again, they would ask themselves where are the places where they grew up, their parents’ house, the streets they used to walk, the trees that offered them their shade. Well, they won’t find any of these, but instead, an enormous pit will make them think: “This used to be my playground…”


Compassion: The Secret Weapon

Photo by Bill Hoenk

In the wake of the terrorist bombing at the Boston Marathon in America, seeing photos of innocent men, women and children confused and in pain, missing legs and loved ones, their lives shattered, I feel an intense emotion arise within me and I tell myself that we, as a human community, must cleanse ourselves of the disease that twists our perception of this world into a place of self-gain where our view becomes so distorted that we seek to harm others. This disease threatens to destroy us, as a species, or, at the very least, to destroy millions of lives as it has done so for thousands of years. Do we have the capacity to change?

In reality, the root of what makes terrorists kill innocent people is the same root that causes a company to destroy a community for profit, a politician to accept a bribe that cheats his constituents or a man to tell lies about his neighbor; the sense of separation. The feeling that we are different from one another, that we do not possess a commonality leads to prejudices that says I am better than you, that my country is better, my religion, my color, my name. From there, it is only a short step to justify our anger towards our neighbor, our resentment of his gains that, somehow, he doesn’t deserve what he gets. Yet, it never enters our minds even once that, like the Sun, God shines His light on all of us unconditionally and that our life is the way it is because we have made it so.

Since coming to Rosia Montana last year, I have come to realize that open-pit mining is not the biggest threat to this community. The biggest threat comes from each of us. It comes from how we look upon each other without compassion. Compassion is the understanding that human beings are simply acting according to how they see the world. It is one of the greatest tools a community can possess and makes a nation strong but it starts with us, as individuals.

Everyone deserves compassion but do not think compassion is weak. Compassion is infinitely strong and with it, you will better understand those with whom you disagree. That understanding has the capacity to bring solutions for a compromise or a new strategy to win your “enemies” hearts and bring them onto your side. It may be that differences remain and that no compromise is possible, but you will do your duty with love and not hate.

It’s not easy; facing a company or someone you disagree with is not an easy task for most of us. Yet, compassion softens your eyes and you begin to see the situation in a different way because you see the world in a different way. You begin to perform actions that are of benefit to all and become less interested in actions purely for self-gain.

In that moment, you understand that your neighbor is simply seeking happiness and security in the best way he knows how, that a company is lead by individual men and women and those men and women are simply seeking happiness and security in the only way they know. You realize that under all the pretension and hoopla and frenzied activity we all seek the same thing; we simply want to be happy, to know peace.

In truth, we do share a bond; it’s the bond of being human.

We have all been given the opportunity to make this world a paradise and though our definition of paradise may differ, let us remember what we are seeking – happiness.

And that, my friend, is compassion.