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Today's Moment comes from one of the eight million stories written by the enterprising reporters who traveled to Glod, Romania, in hopes of milking one more story from the Borat phenomenon
We went in search of "Borat" and were shooed away with brooms.We tried getting to the bottom of arguably the most offensive movie in theaters this year, and people told us they'd like to kill the star, comedian Sacha Baron Cohen. The Romanian village of Glod stands in for Kazakhstan in the film, "Borat: Cultural Learnings of America for Make Benefit Glorious Nation of Kazakhstan." Glod literally means mud, and that's only some of what its people would like to sling at Cohen and his production company.... About 85 miles from Romania's capital, Bucharest, Glod looks like something out of the Middle Ages. About 1,400 people live in Glod, and, by Western standards, one could say they are dirt poor. The air is rancid, probably from the fires that burn on the outskirts of the village. The sight of old women carrying wood is common as is the manure that litters the narrow roads. The majority of villagers live on welfare benefits. Some try to make a living by selling their produce, such as fruits and mushrooms, while others sell woven baskets and slabs of stone.
Interestingly, each one of these pieces mentions that people in Glod would not talk to reporters without being paid. Nice to know that America's newsrooms are now a major source of foreign aid.