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id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356433419999009186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;150 estivadores &lt;/span&gt; a frente do parlamento, disparando &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;very lights, petardos,&lt;/span&gt; a bombar Xutos (a tal música censurada), gritando:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://tsf.sapo.pt/PaginaInicial/Vida/Interior.aspx?content_id=1302620"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Sócrates , escuta, és um filho da puta, vai pá puta que te pariu"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;de cara tapada e tronco nu, ou só de colete reflector dizendo nas costas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tsf.sapo.pt/PaginaInicial/Vida/Interior.aspx?content_id=1302620"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 184px; height: 220px;" 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copo de leite e café.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SdUmDhiGVPI/AAAAAAAAAu4/4f0FWWNGrAk/s1600-h/caf%C3%A9%2Be%2Bbaga%C3%A7o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 142px; height: 149px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SdUmDhiGVPI/AAAAAAAAAu4/4f0FWWNGrAk/s320/caf%C3%A9%2Be%2Bbaga%C3%A7o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5320200376790963442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8670807860793224850?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8670807860793224850/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-99586877971513982</id><published>2008-11-27T23:27:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-11-27T23:47:12.946Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='post #300'/><title type='text'>Municipal Waste is Gonna Fuck you Up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://noticias.sapo.pt/lusa/artigo/e5601a7ed6b21b3e36a672.html"&gt;[...] Contra a privatização, os trabalhadores da higiene urbana da Câmara Municipal de Lisboa vão cumprir cinco dias de greve, entre os dias 8 e 11 [sic] de Dezembro. [...]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; width: 220px; height: 135px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SS8wqmzeriI/AAAAAAAAAuI/W3FyejnhTWM/s400/lixx.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273487197203246626" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed controls="TRUE" width="200" autoplay="false" src="http://nadirdostempos.googlepages.com/fuup.mp3" height="25" type="audio/mpeg"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-99586877971513982?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/99586877971513982/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=99586877971513982' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/99586877971513982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/99586877971513982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/11/municipal-waste-is-gonna-fuck-you-up.html' title='Municipal Waste is Gonna Fuck you Up'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SS8wqmzeriI/AAAAAAAAAuI/W3FyejnhTWM/s72-c/lixx.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8163748308028069990</id><published>2008-11-27T00:04:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-11-28T00:35:05.421Z</updated><title type='text'>Massa Crítica</title><content type='html'>Como muitos já terão reparado agora escrevo noutro lado.&lt;br /&gt;Mas nem é isso que me está a tirar mais energia e tempo de navegação (essencial para ir mantendo o Nadir actualizado com coisas interessantes). Estamos numa altura crítica para a re-implementação da bicicleta na cultura portuguesa e ando a ver se dou o meu contributo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanhã há Massa Crítica, que é como quem diz que um grupo de pessoas, a correr, de bicicleta ou trotinete, vão andar juntas pelas ruas das cidades que o Estado e o Capital reservaram  aos automobilistas. À nossa velocidade. Ao nosso ritmo. A ver se por uns momentos deixamos de ser invisíveis.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 126px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SS84tAEU98I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/i3PJGSfRLIM/s400/Untitled+2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5273496034437560258" /&gt;Em Lisboa, começa às 18:00 no Marquês de Pombal. Ao ritmo do mais lento. Em Portimão deixou de haver. (mas felizmente o problema em ptm não é estrutural-viário mas da puta da fatuidade motorizada, do status-pópó, muito fomentada pelo manéle da luz e o seu autódromo, motonáutica e fumaceira em geral - uma cena muito provinciana diria o meu amigo Filipe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Espero passar por cima dos popós dos  deputados municipais do BE e do PCP que dizem que nunca vêem ninguém a andar de bicicleta  e queriam obrigar-nos a usar capacete, mais do maradona e dos betinhos andorinhas do jugular "ai que bem que ele escreve que giro que irreverente diz caralhadas chama atrasados mentais aos ciclistas e tudo"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;não deixo aqui o link para o blogue onde escrevo agora porque assim posso continuar a usar este para me chibar de coisas menos legítimas. aos que o conhecem: eu sei que aquilo sairam uns tótós e entraram uns malucos, e é uma carga de trabalhos explicar aos comentadores que para mim a liberdade e a igualdade são igualmente importantes, e ser atacado sempre como um estalinista por gajos que nem sabem o que quer dizer &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;socialismo&lt;/span&gt;. mas é um blogue colectivo onde ainda escrevem grandes cabeças e vai sendo lido. como escrevo sob nome verdadeiro sempre é uma forma de me disciplinar para escrever coisas relevantes e com pés e cabeça em vez postar só músicas parvas e anúncios a eventos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vamo-nos vendo. Ponham isto no google reader ou assim.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8163748308028069990?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8163748308028069990/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8163748308028069990' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8163748308028069990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8163748308028069990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/11/massa-crtica.html' title='Massa Crítica'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SS84tAEU98I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/i3PJGSfRLIM/s72-c/Untitled+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8720689983394773145</id><published>2008-10-30T23:36:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-10-31T00:52:33.154Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Sementes Sonoras!</title><content type='html'>Este Sábado uma excelente oportunidade para quem quiser conhecer o Centro Social da Mouraria, a dinamização do Grupo Desportivo por parte do &lt;a href="http://gaia.org.pt/node/14627"&gt;GAIA&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há comida (hoje também houve) e festão, a partir das 18:00. E uma das vistas mais bonitas sobre Lisboa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SQpWjzAJUJI/AAAAAAAAAuA/tqZ4dhUDhA4/s1600-h/sementes_sonoras_ska2_web.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 256px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SQpWjzAJUJI/AAAAAAAAAuA/tqZ4dhUDhA4/s320/sementes_sonoras_ska2_web.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263114287522074770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Só há uma coisa que me faz confusão: então é suposto ser uma festa Ska? É que a última vez que vi os Katharsis, banda anarco-vegan, foi na saudosa Okupa da Praça de Espanha, e não era bem ska:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/yuIyBdPqpFs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/yuIyBdPqpFs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora, se bem me lembro da categorização musical, isto de cima era &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;grindcore&lt;/span&gt;. E &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ska&lt;/span&gt;, bem, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ska&lt;/span&gt; soa mais ou menos assim:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="360"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7-NOZU2iPA8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7-NOZU2iPA8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="300" width="360"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Once I tried to run,&lt;br /&gt;I tried to run and hide.&lt;br /&gt;But Jesus came and found me,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;and He touched me deep inside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He is like a mountie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;He always gets his man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And He’ll zap you any way he can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zap!&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8720689983394773145?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8720689983394773145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8720689983394773145' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8720689983394773145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8720689983394773145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/sementes-sonoras.html' title='Sementes Sonoras!'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SQpWjzAJUJI/AAAAAAAAAuA/tqZ4dhUDhA4/s72-c/sementes_sonoras_ska2_web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-3552710802181964208</id><published>2008-10-23T19:48:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T19:57:26.702+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Adeus e ide-vos foder!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.portfolio.com/views/blogs/daily-brief/2008/10/17/hedge-fund-manager-goodbye-and-f-you"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O capitalismo é um sistema politico-económico esgotado. É necessário destruí-lo e construir um novo, que represente verdadeiramente o interesse dos Povos. Através da colaboração distribuída, à laia do que é feito com o Linux, o sistema operativo livre. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 154px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SQDHN0NasII/AAAAAAAAAt4/qgKMvYa5W_o/s200/gnu.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5260423404935884930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;O sistema capitalista financeiro é uma podridão, corrupto por natureza, controlado por uma aristocracia medíocre, inepta, que se perpetua no poder pagando as somas exorbitantes dos cursos de Harvard e Yale aos seus filhos atrasados mentais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não há meritocracia: esta aristocracia gananciosa controla o congresso, tendo pago durante os últimos oito anos largas somas a ambos os partidos para votarem contra legislação regulativa que teria limitado as práticas predatórias das instituições agora falidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ao seguir a doutrina capitalista cegamente, os EUA tornaram-se alvo de gozo do resto do Mundo. Mas seria impossível saber isso assistindo aos media americanos, já que também eles são controlados pelas corporações.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não, não são citações de Chomsky nem as li no resistir.info. São de Andrew Lahde, um gestor de um fundo de investimento &lt;a href="http://resistir.info/eua/kunstler_13ago07.html#nt"&gt;hedge fund&lt;/a&gt; ,que rendeu 880%, quando reformou em glória o mês passado. Esta é a sua carta de despedida ao mundo da banca de investimento, carinhosamente entitulada: &lt;a hres="http://www.portfolio.com/views/blogs/daily-brief/2008/10/17/hedge-fund-manager-goodbye-and-f-you"&gt;"Adeus e ide-vos foder!"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e continua:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;i&gt;Finalmente, uma última nota sobre o cânhamo e a canabis. A utilização desta planta como fonte alimentar e de fibras para vestuário e construção seria provavelmente a forma mais sustentável de lidar com estes ramos. A razão pela qual é proibida é que a sua versão fémea, a marijuana, que faz rir e não dá ressaca e pode ser facilmente cultivada em casa, não pode ser usada pelas gananciosas corporações americanas para nos viciar, ao contrário do Xanax, Paxil, Zoloft, drogas altamente aditivas.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-3552710802181964208?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/3552710802181964208/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=3552710802181964208' title='18 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3552710802181964208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3552710802181964208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/adeus-e-ide-vos-foder.html' title='Adeus e ide-vos foder!'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SQDHN0NasII/AAAAAAAAAt4/qgKMvYa5W_o/s72-c/gnu.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6230312543951962861</id><published>2008-10-23T12:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T12:12:22.449+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Conservador e Pai de Família</title><content type='html'>Em Junho deste ano, acerca das polémicas sobre sexo anal e grupos de risco com os blogues da direita, escrevi isto:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-curtas-sobre-omisses.html"&gt;3) Estarão os pseudo-liberais da moral e bons costumes  em pânico ao aperceberem-se que , enquanto ultramontanos homofóbicos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-curtas-sobre-omisses.html"&gt;, pertencem não só a um, mas a dois grupos de risco de contracção da SIDA!!! É que, ao que parece, se há quem goste de práticas homossexuais perigosas, e então de drogas como branca e meta nem se fala, são os tipos conservadores religiosos como &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-curtas-sobre-omisses.html"&gt;Ted Haggard, Mark Foley,  Larry Craig , Bob Allen, Glenn Murphy Jr.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-curtas-sobre-omisses.html"&gt; .&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.hosiwien.at/haiderouting/img/haiderweltwoche.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, &lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1347187&amp;amp;idCanal=11"&gt;revelou-se o amante&lt;/a&gt; de um famoso pai de família que se espetou de carro duas vezes mais rápido e quatro vezes mais bêbado que o permitido por lei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para quando fotos da Patrícia Lança de cabedal e &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;strap-on&lt;/span&gt;? Dizem que o AAA &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cilice#Modern_usage"&gt;já tem um chicote.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;small&gt;Ps.: Para mais, vem reforçar a minha sensação, de que falava com o &lt;a href="http://jugular.blogs.sapo.pt/"&gt;PCR&lt;/a&gt; este fim de semana, que os homossexuais, pelo menos cá na Europa, tendem na sua maioria para o conservadorismo.&lt;/small&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6230312543951962861?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6230312543951962861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6230312543951962861' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6230312543951962861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6230312543951962861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/conservador-e-pai-de-famlia.html' title='Conservador e Pai de Família'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6814271091819738054</id><published>2008-10-20T22:48:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T23:04:32.901+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a rainha'/><title type='text'>Velocípede</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 299px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SPz-_V__IwI/AAAAAAAAAtw/GoAacLMbls8/s400/2954361436_1fae7f8831.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259358829052633858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Vai, veloz veículo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Voa, vinga, vence o vento.&lt;br /&gt;Mostra ao mundo que o tempo&lt;br /&gt;vibra em quem vive a viagem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6814271091819738054?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6814271091819738054/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6814271091819738054' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6814271091819738054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6814271091819738054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/velocpede.html' title='Velocípede'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SPz-_V__IwI/AAAAAAAAAtw/GoAacLMbls8/s72-c/2954361436_1fae7f8831.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2241841216619133420</id><published>2008-10-19T19:32:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:36:34.249+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nazis shouldn't drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vh4Ex1eBut0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Vh4Ex1eBut0&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um conselho sábio que teria salvo Haider e &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Skrewdriver"&gt;Donaldson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They shouldn't be driving day or night&lt;br /&gt;They can't think left, they can only think right&lt;br /&gt;The sun reflects off their bald head&lt;br /&gt;Like Ian Stuart they're going to wind up dead&lt;br /&gt;Nazis... shouldn't drive (their cars)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They should've paid attention in driver's ed&lt;br /&gt;Instead of hating foreigners, queers and reds&lt;br /&gt;Keep your eyes on the highway you loser thug&lt;br /&gt;Now you're squished on the highway like a bug&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ian, Ian, King of the Pit, no friend to you or me&lt;br /&gt;Aaaaaaaaaaah! Watch out for that tree!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2241841216619133420?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2241841216619133420/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2241841216619133420' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2241841216619133420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2241841216619133420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/nazis-shouldnt-drive.html' title='Nazis shouldn&apos;t drive'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-444953394956134748</id><published>2008-10-19T19:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:32:06.129+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sabedoria popular</title><content type='html'>"A descer todos os santos ajudam. A subir é só um, que é o André. Mas é coxo e está quase sempre ocupado."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-444953394956134748?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/444953394956134748/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=444953394956134748' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/444953394956134748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/444953394956134748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/sabedoria-popular.html' title='Sabedoria popular'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8508852764359098079</id><published>2008-10-19T19:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T19:25:23.849+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fronteira</title><content type='html'>"A minha liberdade acaba onde começa a liberdade do outro."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Normalmente dizem-me isto quando querem dizer:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A minha liberdade acaba onde começa a propriedade do outro." &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quando devia ser: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"A minha liberdade começa onde começa a liberdade do outro."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xkcd.com/488/"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SPt7AlDrOEI/AAAAAAAAAto/G1WtIKC9Mcw/s400/steal_this_comic.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258932239762929730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.: devia ter escrito algumas palavras com maiúsculas por aqui?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8508852764359098079?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8508852764359098079/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8508852764359098079' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8508852764359098079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8508852764359098079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/fronteira.html' title='Fronteira'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SPt7AlDrOEI/AAAAAAAAAto/G1WtIKC9Mcw/s72-c/steal_this_comic.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-4546662736704478144</id><published>2008-10-19T17:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T18:15:39.175+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Aparente incoerência</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SPtqB2MvqxI/AAAAAAAAAtg/UDjIrDepMgg/s320/godzilla.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258913569846569746" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Faz-me confusão que a maioria dos opositores à IVG sejam simultaneamente religiosos e pró-vida. Então não era o Deus deles que até há umas poucas décadas matava por cá 1 em cada 5 crianças, e que continua a fazê-lo onde as pessoas não têm força para lutar contra os Seus divinos intentos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-4546662736704478144?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/4546662736704478144/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=4546662736704478144' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4546662736704478144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4546662736704478144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/aparente-incoerncia.html' title='Aparente incoerência'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SPtqB2MvqxI/AAAAAAAAAtg/UDjIrDepMgg/s72-c/godzilla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-4555704005095904267</id><published>2008-10-19T17:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T17:51:17.613+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Canalizador</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SPtjsGHD3_I/AAAAAAAAAtY/jZD1uJiVek8/s320/polishplumber_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258906599090806770" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava a pensar &lt;a href="http://5dias.net/2008/10/18/o-canalizador-mais-influente-desde-o-super-mario/"&gt;naquele personagem&lt;/a&gt; usado na campanha presidencial americana. É mesmo suposto o cidadão comum empatizar com este "pobre canalizador" com lucros para cima de 20 000 dólares por mês? &lt;br /&gt;Este mártir dos devaneios da esquerda fez-me lembrar &lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2007/08/rescaldo-estival.html"&gt;um outro&lt;/a&gt;, de que se falou há uns tempos, também ele paupérrimo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-4555704005095904267?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/4555704005095904267/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=4555704005095904267' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4555704005095904267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4555704005095904267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/o-canalizador.html' title='O Canalizador'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SPtjsGHD3_I/AAAAAAAAAtY/jZD1uJiVek8/s72-c/polishplumber_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1312518701006533375</id><published>2008-10-10T01:07:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T09:28:14.080+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spectrum</title><content type='html'>Vai fazer anos o primeiro blogue a aparecer na pesquisa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.google.pt/search?hl=pt-PT&amp;client=firefox-a&amp;rls=org.mozilla%3Apt-PT%3Aofficial&amp;hs=wCP&amp;q=tendo+chegado+a+haver+penetra%C3%A7%C3%A3o&amp;btnG=Pesquisar&amp;meta=cr%3DcountryPT"&gt;tendo chegado a haver penetração&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E há festão&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://spectrum.weblog.com.pt"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SO8R_kiCRFI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ValWWLRkdTQ/s320/cartaz_spectrum_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255439074000520274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divulgue-se!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1312518701006533375?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1312518701006533375/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1312518701006533375' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1312518701006533375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1312518701006533375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/spectrum.html' title='Spectrum'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SO8R_kiCRFI/AAAAAAAAAhE/ValWWLRkdTQ/s72-c/cartaz_spectrum_3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-904674725586888892</id><published>2008-10-10T00:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:49:33.821+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Yella</title><content type='html'>Amanhã vou ver um filme ao Nimas. Chama-se Yella. Li isto no NYT sobre ele&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yella relocates from her hometown, Wittenberge in the former East Germany, to Hanover in the former West Germany.&lt;br /&gt;[...] Yella tries to forget the past and adjust to a faster, colder world in which her guide and eventual lover, Philipp, tutors her in corporate mind games. As the process erodes her humanity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim vão aumentando os casos de &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ostalgie"&gt;ostalgia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-904674725586888892?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/904674725586888892/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=904674725586888892' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/904674725586888892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/904674725586888892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/yella.html' title='Yella'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-9021639361877463893</id><published>2008-10-10T00:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:18:36.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Levar uma carga de porrada do ceguinho</title><content type='html'>... ou onde é que foram desencantar a joana amaral dias? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assisti a semana passada na sic notícias a um seu debate com o peso pluma intelectual josé eduardo martins, que meteu dó. Apesar do seu adversário nitidamente não perceber grande coisa do tema, e estar em posição fragilizada (a de um pseudo-liberalóide do centrão num momento de mega-crise causada pelas medidas que ele e os seus defendem e aplicam), ela conseguiu confundir-se em toda a linha, dar a sensação de não se ter preparado minimamente, e acabar o debate a fazer um ar indignado em vez de argumentar "não acredito no que estou a ouvir, isto é incrível! ai ai, que me dão calores". A sério via-se mesmo a sua cara a ficar vermelha. O incrível é como o adversário se põe tão a jeito por diversas vezes, que qualquer um que tivesse prestado a mínima atenção às notícias o destruiria facilmente, e a gaja em vez disso fica-me a olhar para ele com uma expressão ultrajada de confusão. Houve um momento em que estava tão engasgada de indignação que ficou ao trémulo moderador corrigir eduardo martins quando este, na ausência de uma adversária, já sublinhava confortável que não houve nacionalizações nenhumas no reino unido, que capitalismo=democracia e coisas do género.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-9021639361877463893?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/9021639361877463893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=9021639361877463893' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/9021639361877463893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/9021639361877463893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/levar-uma-carga-de-porrada-do-ceguinho.html' title='Levar uma carga de porrada do ceguinho'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6330804176106098558</id><published>2008-10-10T00:11:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:15:09.691+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudança de Estratégia II</title><content type='html'>... ou Marques Mendes dá toques com o pé esquerdo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já foi há umas duas semanas, quando o Marques Mendes falava sobre um livro ou algo do género que lançou. O tipo meteu a cassete liberal-minarquissta, e começou logo por dizer que o Estado devia ser como ele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- O Estado tem que ser reduzido. Tem que ser um Estado pequeno. (v)&lt;br /&gt;- O Estado tem que ser pequeno mas forte. Tem que ser pequeno para ser forte (v)&lt;br /&gt;- E tem que ser forte onde é preciso: na Segurança e Policiamento (v)&lt;br /&gt;- E na Defesa! (v)&lt;br /&gt;- E na regulação económica!  (&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;WTF!!!!!111!&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6330804176106098558?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6330804176106098558/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6330804176106098558' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6330804176106098558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6330804176106098558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/mudana-de-estratgia-ii.html' title='Mudança de Estratégia II'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-165767303478855931</id><published>2008-10-10T00:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:08:19.726+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mudança de estratégia</title><content type='html'>Quando se falava na blogosfera da possibilidade da chegada de partidos socialistas ao poder em Portugal, a ofensiva imediata era ao disparate que seria ver a economia gerida pelos &lt;a href="http://ladroesdebicicletas.blogspot.com/"&gt;"analfabetos económicos"&lt;/a&gt; socialistas. Era a risota, o gozo, imaginar os disparates extremistas que os socialistas fariam no poder. Nacionalizações, por exemplo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos últimos tempos já é difícil rir disso, então agora o problema é o &lt;a href="http://5dias.net/2008/10/09/assino-por-baixo/"&gt;papa&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(assinado por baixo por aquele tipo do 5 dias que adora execuções extra-judiciais)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-165767303478855931?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/165767303478855931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=165767303478855931' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/165767303478855931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/165767303478855931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/mudana-de-estratgia.html' title='Mudança de estratégia'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-5191431877261944303</id><published>2008-10-09T23:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T00:00:33.773+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lacuna</title><content type='html'>Neste início de ano lectivo não tenho ouvido ultimamente ninguém a comentar aquela medida anunciada por este governo com pompa, circunstância e orgulho de substituir o sistema de bolsas de estudo dos sas por empréstimos a juro bonificado junto a bancos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-5191431877261944303?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/5191431877261944303/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=5191431877261944303' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5191431877261944303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5191431877261944303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/lacuna.html' title='Lacuna'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-3928155308739007817</id><published>2008-10-09T23:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-10T01:34:45.435+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Culpas - Oiticica 1923</title><content type='html'>pela blogosfera, em resposta à óbvia crise causada no/pelo capitalismo financeiro lêem-se &lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2008/10/as-culpas-da-crise.html"&gt;respostas&lt;/a&gt; que dizem que afinal a culpa foi do estado, do semi-estado ou sei lá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tenho para aqui um livrinho do princípio do século XX que prognostica aquilo que se está a concluir. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A culpa do mundo estar na merda é do Capitalismo e do Estado.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-3928155308739007817?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/3928155308739007817/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=3928155308739007817' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3928155308739007817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3928155308739007817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/culpas-oiticica-1923.html' title='Culpas - Oiticica 1923'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6263188947698023289</id><published>2008-10-05T00:00:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:14:05.233+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Republiek , 5 oktober</title><content type='html'>Ode comemorativa, directamente do &lt;a href="http://www.xs4all.nl/%7Eawolfe/"&gt;Koninkrijk der Nederlanden&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="20"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://tarique.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/856372_jlwbeconyo_conv.flv&amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://tarique.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/856372_jlwbeconyo_conv.flv&amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="20"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.googlepages.com/02TheRepublic.mp3"&gt;The Republic&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6263188947698023289?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6263188947698023289/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6263188947698023289' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6263188947698023289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6263188947698023289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/republiek.html' title='Republiek , 5 oktober'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-5127613176165820272</id><published>2008-10-04T13:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T13:24:08.838+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bailout</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SOdfp0M-LeI/AAAAAAAAAg8/r2lNXRVIUBs/s320/Untitled-1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253272662343298530" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Foi preciso procurar no &lt;a href="http://www.eljueves.es/"&gt;Jueves&lt;/a&gt; para encontrar uma análise sintética com que concordasse inteiramente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-5127613176165820272?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/5127613176165820272/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=5127613176165820272' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5127613176165820272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5127613176165820272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/10/bailout.html' title='Bailout'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SOdfp0M-LeI/AAAAAAAAAg8/r2lNXRVIUBs/s72-c/Untitled-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2008950074314667893</id><published>2008-09-23T23:25:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:44:04.244+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Manhattan</title><content type='html'>Parece que significa "Many Hills", muitos montes,  que não impedem dezenas de milhar de pessoas se desloquem rapidamente de bicicleta por entre elas, uma boa parte delas em  rodas fixas, sem mudanças.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.nytimes.com/2007/04/29/nyregion/thecity/29gear.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SNlt7blqxrI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WZf-ZHNXBZ8/s320/WeOwnTheStreets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249347708462483122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não vi por lá grandes apoios do Estado à utilização de bicicletas. Não há estacionamento público, e  há poucas ciclovias. Mas também não há cá abébias aos botes. Qualquer rua tem passeios com 10  vezes a largura dos portugueses.  Ninguém por lá pode dizer honestamente que se desloca mais rápido de carro do que de bicicleta ou metro. Ou talvez mesmo a pé! A ilha é vertical, quadriculada com semáforos a cada 50 metros, e constantemente engarrafada  de carros. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos ciclistas, há garra, coragem, desenrascanço. E há uma luta de gerações e de classes nas ruas de Nova Iorque.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2008950074314667893?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2008950074314667893/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2008950074314667893' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2008950074314667893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2008950074314667893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/09/manhattan.html' title='Manhattan'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SNlt7blqxrI/AAAAAAAAAg0/WZf-ZHNXBZ8/s72-c/WeOwnTheStreets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6388752009199263479</id><published>2008-09-23T22:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T23:07:20.800+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Revelam-se os Estalinistas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://5dias.net/2006/10/20/a-directiva-comunitaria-viva-estaline/"&gt;Estalinistas&lt;/a&gt;,  revelaram-se muitos comentadores do conflito do Cáucaso deste Verão. Afinal, foi este georgiano que decidiu dividir a Ossétia e "dar" a parte Sul à Georgia.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6388752009199263479?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6388752009199263479/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6388752009199263479' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6388752009199263479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6388752009199263479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/09/revelam-se-os-estalinistas.html' title='Revelam-se os Estalinistas'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6496790831416355750</id><published>2008-09-23T22:37:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T00:12:41.445+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='que se foda esta economia'/><title type='text'>Finance Capitalism FAIL</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://business.timesonline.co.uk/tol/business/industry_sectors/banking_and_finance/article4800550.ece"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SNlkLTzIODI/AAAAAAAAAgs/NPI37CbqFE4/s400/fail.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5249336986133084210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://failblog.org/"&gt;more FAILS&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6496790831416355750?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6496790831416355750/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6496790831416355750' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6496790831416355750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6496790831416355750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/09/investment-capitalism-fail.html' title='Finance Capitalism FAIL'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SNlkLTzIODI/AAAAAAAAAgs/NPI37CbqFE4/s72-c/fail.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1267121846121684574</id><published>2008-08-21T15:27:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T16:03:49.787+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Évora</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2007/08/do-imaginrio-bd.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SK18dM3hvGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/psP2SkSWJ4Q/s400/nevora.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236978782813928546" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2007/08/do-imaginrio-bd.html"&gt;[Super-Évora]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Com 1 medalha de Ouro e outra de Prata, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Portugal atinge a sua melhor classificação &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;de sempre&lt;/span&gt; nos Jogos Olímpicos. Ironcamente nunca me lembro de haver &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=19602273&amp;amp;postID=3575410799420055781&amp;amp;isPopup=true"&gt;tantas críticas precoces, injustas,&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quando não pura e simplesmente &lt;a href="http://novafloresta.blogspot.com/2008/08/novas-oportunidades.html"&gt;imbecis&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://novafloresta.blogspot.com/2008/08/estavam-espera-de-qu.html"&gt;xungas&lt;/a&gt; aos atletas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1267121846121684574?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1267121846121684574/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1267121846121684574' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1267121846121684574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1267121846121684574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/08/super-vora.html' title='Super Évora'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SK18dM3hvGI/AAAAAAAAAgc/psP2SkSWJ4Q/s72-c/nevora.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-361249491757727572</id><published>2008-08-18T17:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-18T17:09:03.011+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='de manhã está-se bem é na caminha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ídolos'/><title type='text'>Os outros podem ser grandes ...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://tsf.sapo.pt/PaginaInicial/Desporto/Interior.aspx?content_id=980146"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SKmd_8IsazI/AAAAAAAAAgU/q-v4Xz5w6Xo/s400/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235889763594824498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mas não são &lt;a href="http://tsf.sapo.pt/PaginaInicial/Desporto/Interior.aspx?content_id=980146"&gt;Fortes&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-361249491757727572?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/361249491757727572/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=361249491757727572' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/361249491757727572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/361249491757727572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/08/os-outros-podem-ser-grandes.html' title='Os outros podem ser grandes ...'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SKmd_8IsazI/AAAAAAAAAgU/q-v4Xz5w6Xo/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-9132005588964516191</id><published>2008-08-13T16:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T16:25:18.480+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ossétia</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://exiledonline.com/war-nerd-south-ossetia-the-war-of-my-dreams/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SKL8ucvm29I/AAAAAAAAAgE/gkR6iKw0H_c/s320/screen-shot-391-450x267.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5234023591877991378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://exiledonline.com/war-nerd-south-ossetia-the-war-of-my-dreams/"&gt;The Georgians bided their time, then went on the offensive, Caucasian style, by pretending to make peace and all the time planning a sneak attack on South Ossetia. They just signed a treaty granting autonomy to South Ossetia this week, and then they attacked, Corleone style.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O melhor  que este blog tem, pelo menos enquanto durarem as minhas férias, são os links. aproveitai.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-9132005588964516191?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/9132005588964516191/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=9132005588964516191' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/9132005588964516191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/9132005588964516191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/08/osstia.html' title='Ossétia'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SKL8ucvm29I/AAAAAAAAAgE/gkR6iKw0H_c/s72-c/screen-shot-391-450x267.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-250744775869130600</id><published>2008-08-13T15:35:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:49:06.468+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tomorrow Police</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SVT3blY9ryE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SVT3blY9ryE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mp3sale.ru/track.php?ms_trackid=1637490"&gt;We need a plan to put these pigs back in their place.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-250744775869130600?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/250744775869130600/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=250744775869130600' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/250744775869130600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/250744775869130600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/08/tomorrow-police.html' title='Tomorrow Police'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6194414075774087660</id><published>2008-08-13T14:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T15:23:18.122+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Assaltei o Banco</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Assaltei o banco&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; O banco assaltei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fiquei milionário&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sem roubar ninguém&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sai porta fora com o saco cheio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Saltei para o carro e arranquei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Soou o alarme mas já era tarde&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Parti mais tarde que cheguei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Fiz tudo bem feito dei o golpe perfeito&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Jámais me vão agarrar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Mais de um milhão está na minha mão&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sem ter de andar a roubar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trinta e Um , &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"Não Há Regresso",&lt;/span&gt; 2002&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O que é um pé-de-cabra comparado a uma acção da bolsa? O que é o assalto a um banco comparado à fundação de um banco? &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Mack Navalha, na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ópera dos Três Vinténs&lt;/span&gt;, de Bertolo Brecht&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6194414075774087660?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6194414075774087660/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6194414075774087660' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6194414075774087660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6194414075774087660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/08/assaltei-o-banco.html' title='Assaltei o Banco'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8443524583089794843</id><published>2008-08-12T17:09:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:26:59.158+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vergonha Branco</title><content type='html'>Os neo-nazis do PNR encheram 2 carrinhas com malta lá de cima e de Espanha para fazer uma patuscada nas fontes de Estombar. Tiveram que recorrer a manhas e ameaças para arranjarem o lugar e o PA, mas isso já é normal, adiante ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de um ano passado dentro de um escritório, eu sinto na péle aqui em Portimão como é difícil sentir "orgulho branco" quando tiro a camisa na praia. Nesta altura do ano o que está a dar é a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vergonha lula&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SKG5PL8FJvI/AAAAAAAAAf8/NWDWaJDqbb8/s1600-h/gnr-cerveja-4734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SKG5PL8FJvI/AAAAAAAAAf8/NWDWaJDqbb8/s320/gnr-cerveja-4734.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233667912535189234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A brancura da pele portuguesa faz um contraste bonito com o branco dos lençóis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez os fachos tugas devessem ir rebuscar aquela entrevista ao Marlon Brando e mudar o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;slogan&lt;/span&gt; colorido para "orgulho sazonal - orgulho amarelo claro no Inverno, orgulho farrusco no Verão".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8443524583089794843?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8443524583089794843/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8443524583089794843' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8443524583089794843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8443524583089794843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/08/vergonha-branco.html' title='Vergonha Branco'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SKG5PL8FJvI/AAAAAAAAAf8/NWDWaJDqbb8/s72-c/gnr-cerveja-4734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-5840191445667592582</id><published>2008-08-12T16:50:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T17:08:00.385+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Danos Colaterais</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SKGzOmwI_6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/LVNjHBHzNvs/s1600-h/gnr-cerveja-4734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 216px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SKGzOmwI_6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/LVNjHBHzNvs/s320/gnr-cerveja-4734.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233661305483231138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1338594"&gt;Bófia assassina mais uma criança em Loures.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já há duas semanas a nossa "tropa de elite" tinha dado um tiro no seu próprio colega, &lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/tropa-de-elite.html"&gt;quase o matando&lt;/a&gt;. E a semana passada outros bófias tinham assassinado um cidadão brasileiro e ferido gravemente outro, para grande júbilo da &lt;a href="http://5dias.net/2008/08/10/a-vida-no-bes/"&gt;esquerda moderada&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muito estranho ver nesta gente tanto apreço por execuções extra-judiciais. E mete nojo ler elogios à bófia que, achando que os sequestradores eram suficientemente perigosos para ser abatidos, matam um deixando o outro à vontade para fazer o que quiser com os reféns. Bárbaros e incompetentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não poderia ter corrido melhor? Eu consigo pensar em milhares de maneiras como poderia ter corrido melhor, uma das que me ocorre era tê-los deixado ir embora com os 0.0000000001% do lucro do BES. Mas a vida de quem se atreve a meter-se com o Capital e o Estado vale muito pouco.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-5840191445667592582?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/5840191445667592582/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=5840191445667592582' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5840191445667592582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5840191445667592582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/08/danos-colaterais.html' title='Danos Colaterais'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SKGzOmwI_6I/AAAAAAAAAf0/LVNjHBHzNvs/s72-c/gnr-cerveja-4734.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-7477635352186431606</id><published>2008-08-10T00:49:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-10T00:51:22.277+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ossétia do Sul</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://exiledonline.com/georgia-gets-its-war-onmccain-gets-his-brain-plaque/#more-269"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SJ4tXA1JapI/AAAAAAAAAfs/eObUSowUVVU/s320/war2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232669690434251410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passam-se coisas interessantes. Um dos melhores lugares para as acompanhar é o &lt;a href="http://exiledonline.com/georgia-gets-its-war-onmccain-gets-his-brain-plaque/#more-269"&gt;Exile&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-7477635352186431606?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/7477635352186431606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=7477635352186431606' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/7477635352186431606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/7477635352186431606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/08/osstia-do-sul.html' title='Ossétia do Sul'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SJ4tXA1JapI/AAAAAAAAAfs/eObUSowUVVU/s72-c/war2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-493687937815768281</id><published>2008-08-04T14:28:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-04T14:44:22.404+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Valient Thorr</title><content type='html'>Perdi ZZ Top e Martinho da Vila para ver estes gajos. Acho que valeu a pena:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zvh_N64nCZo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Zvh_N64nCZo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://valientthorr.com/lyrics/exit-strategy/"&gt;this war was all their scam&lt;br /&gt;preying on minorites insecurities in ads,&lt;br /&gt;the possiblility of winning a war on terrorism is mad &lt;br /&gt;the oppurtunity just didn’t arise,&lt;br /&gt;this was all a part of their plan,&lt;br /&gt;Do u think they give 2 shits about yr future man?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-493687937815768281?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/493687937815768281/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=493687937815768281' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/493687937815768281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/493687937815768281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/08/exit-strategy.html' title='Valient Thorr'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-902156403428489792</id><published>2008-07-31T11:10:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T11:14:04.451+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Abre-te Sésamo</title><content type='html'>Podia jurar que estava a dar a saudosa &lt;a href="http://ww1.rtp.pt/EPG/tv/epg-janela.php?p_id=20371&amp;amp;e_id=&amp;amp;c_id=8"&gt;Rua Sésamo na RTP2&lt;/a&gt; hoje de manhã.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/InZNBcJTmWs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/InZNBcJTmWs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-902156403428489792?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/902156403428489792/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=902156403428489792' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/902156403428489792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/902156403428489792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/abre-te-ssamo.html' title='Abre-te Sésamo'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-439028564190666048</id><published>2008-07-31T10:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-31T10:36:06.551+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Golpe sujo</title><content type='html'>Mais um &lt;a href="http://atlantico.blogs.sapo.pt/1765804.html"&gt;exemplo&lt;/a&gt; do que diz o Filipe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://oestebravio.blogspot.com/2007_10_01_archive.html#7796506954762111503"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[...] são uns niilistas que não sabem se são felizes ou não e precisam de ter mais dinheiro do que os vizinhos para conseguirem dormir. São uns aleijoes sem empatia por ninguém&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:Verdana;" &gt;Basta ler as biografias dos fukuyamas, dos richard perles, dos chicago boys todos da América Latina, dos wolfowitzs, etc., para se perceber que estes energúmenos são uns enragés sem eira nem beira, que ainda odeiam o mundo como quando tinham a cara infectada com acne. O Milton Friedman cresceu na sweat shop do pai, que faliu quando os empregados começara a pedir regalias sociais mínimas. O W. Kristol odeia os árabes, os muçulmanos, os católicos, os jovens, as baleias, os glaciares, as borboletas, os passarinhos e os ursos polares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comparado com os 'nerds' de perninhas moles e óculos grossos da extrema direita que, como Karl Rove, nunca tiveram uma namorada durante todo o liceu, Al Gore é um príncipe e teria sido um presidente fantástico. :o)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-439028564190666048?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/439028564190666048/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=439028564190666048' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/439028564190666048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/439028564190666048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/golpe-sujo.html' title='Golpe sujo'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6653014100213497970</id><published>2008-07-31T10:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:08.286Z</updated><title type='text'>WTF !?!?!?!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://aspirinab.com/valupi/partido-nacional-renovador-%e2%80%94-um-exemplo-para-todos-nos/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SJGBWIJJtkI/AAAAAAAAAfk/8yzjxpMMMOM/s400/view.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229102859496830530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6653014100213497970?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6653014100213497970/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6653014100213497970' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6653014100213497970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6653014100213497970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/wtf.html' title='WTF !?!?!?!'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SJGBWIJJtkI/AAAAAAAAAfk/8yzjxpMMMOM/s72-c/view.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1723897192832987888</id><published>2008-07-29T18:23:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T19:39:01.520+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tropa de Elite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.correiodamanha.pt/Noticia.aspx?channelid=00000009-0000-0000-0000-000000000009&amp;contentid=3DEF5499-7DF0-4443-866C-162E52E4EAA6"&gt;Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é muito estranho que agentes à paisana que atacam suspeitos  recebam o troco, pois não?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas se os títulos nas notícias forem "ladrões roubam à polícia"  já parece um fenómeno do Entroncamento!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nossa Tropa de Elite, para vingar o "ataque" aos seus colegas entrou a todo o gás partindo completamente as casas das famílias dos suspeitos para não encontrar nenhuma arma. &lt;a href="http://www.correiodamanha.pt/Noticia.aspx?channelid=00000009-0000-0000-0000-000000000009&amp;amp;contentid=3DEF5499-7DF0-4443-866C-162E52E4EAA6"&gt;Pelo caminho o Grupo de Operações Especiais (que agora mudou de nome) ainda deu um tiro no seu próprio colega que quase o matou. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A somar a isto tudo, contrariamente ao que foi lançado nos e pelos &lt;i&gt;media&lt;/i&gt; a informação de que os tais ladrões roubaram &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;shotguns&lt;/span&gt; aos paisanos não parece ser verdade, já que nada foi comunicado nesse sentido à autoridade competente, a Polícia Judiciária.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fez-me lembrar &lt;a href="http://dn.sapo.pt/2007/10/11/cidades/dono_museu_ouro_processado_pela_psp.html"&gt;um assalto a uma joalharia&lt;/a&gt; há cerca de um ano em que a polícia baleou transeuntes, prendeu inocentes e os ladrões ficaram-se a rir. Nessa altura lembro-me de comentadores entusiasmados falarem da glória dos bravos da PSP, de "caçadas à antiga", antes de se saber que os detidos eram apenas testemunhas e que os suspeitos tinham fugido com o saque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também me lembro de escrever &lt;a href="http://www.google.pt/search?q=%22Rui+Pereira+elogia"&gt;"Rui Pereira elogia"&lt;/a&gt; no google e ter cerca de 300 &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hits&lt;/span&gt;. Desta vez já vai quase em 2500.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Agora pergunto-me eu: Porque é que merece elogio um bando de incompetentes, que se deixa desarmar e atacar pelos próprios suspeitos que vigia, que se lança num desvairio de destruição de propriedade e intimação,  dispara sobre um colega quase o matando, e com este estardalhaço todo não encontra nas casas dos suspeitos nenhuma  arma nem nada que os incrimine?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem sei quem é mais bárbaro, se os polícias incompetentes, se os incompetentes que os dirigem, se os jornalistas que transmitem &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ipsis verbis&lt;/span&gt; os comunicados de imprensa, se o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pobão&lt;/span&gt; quem ainda acredita neles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por isso, como dizia ao comentador wyrm, no outro dia, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;quem não cospe para o chão à menção da polícia não é forçosamente um porco faxista&lt;/span&gt;, mas parece que há muito quem ande a engolir o cuspo uma vez e outra e outra, olhando para o lado e repetindo &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"a polícia é nossa amiga".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUkiyBVytRQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/oUkiyBVytRQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Atente-se agora neste vídeo, gravado a semana passada. O ciclista atacado ficou detido dois dias, até este vídeo sair. Alguém adivinha a sua acusação? &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Agressão a um agente da autoridade e resistir à detenção&lt;/span&gt;. Soa familiar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps: Notícias fresquinhas:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1336892&amp;idCanal=62"&gt;Julgamento dos agentes da PSP envolvida no tráfico de armas&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1336919&amp;idCanal=62"&gt;Agentes da PSP envolvidos em esquemas de intimidação e segurança nocturna&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dn.sapo.pt/2008/07/29/sociedade/estudante_alemao_ter_sido_espancado_.html"&gt;Estudante alemão espancado e obrigado a despir-se na esquadra da PSP&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda sobram alguns elogios?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps2.: Não sei se os leitores costumam seguir os links. Neste post, valem mesmo a pena.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1723897192832987888?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1723897192832987888/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1723897192832987888' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1723897192832987888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1723897192832987888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/tropa-de-elite.html' title='Tropa de Elite'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6435955838189237199</id><published>2008-07-29T15:26:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T15:33:47.240+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Problemão</title><content type='html'>Sábado e Domingo, em Linda-a-Velha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOsS7atiSVo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/BOsS7atiSVo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="300" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6435955838189237199?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6435955838189237199/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6435955838189237199' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6435955838189237199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6435955838189237199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/problemo_29.html' title='Problemão'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-3030988984660940154</id><published>2008-07-28T15:16:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:08.720Z</updated><title type='text'>Visão do Alentejo</title><content type='html'>Ainda alguém se lembra daquele pastor da Visão, &lt;a href="http://womenageatrois.blogspot.com/2007/08/pequenas-irritaes.html#3129243352235134043"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sem uma única preocupação na vida?*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://zerodeconduta.blogs.sapo.pt/637380.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SI3VupRITOI/AAAAAAAAAfc/hl1KN-4ltXw/s320/2665833986_49da0323b1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228069739775413474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[clique na imagem]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Com o surgimento de dois sóis no horizonte, já terá com que se preocupar.  E já que andamos neste tipo de jornalismo, também convém ter cuidado com &lt;a href="http://diario.iol.pt/noticia.html?id=847399&amp;amp;div_id=4071"&gt;as duas luas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://womenageatrois.blogspot.com/2007/08/pequenas-irritaes.html#3129243352235134043"&gt;*faça o favor de ler o meu comentário neste link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-3030988984660940154?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/3030988984660940154/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=3030988984660940154' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8482713310939403861</id><published>2008-07-28T12:45:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:09.324Z</updated><title type='text'>Fim de Semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 242px; height: 119px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SI2ypKP8AvI/AAAAAAAAAfM/ZxOHqWHmRFA/s320/800px-MDMA.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228031162642596594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de uma semana intensa de trabalho, uma &lt;a href="http://www.massacriticapt.net/"&gt;Massa Crítica&lt;/a&gt; e uma pequena patuscada com um renegado isométrico e outro camarada das plataformas, seguir até Sines às 23:30 e chegar a tempo de não pagar, curtir a noite toda e partir para Portimão de manhã, fazer uma instalação bonitinha do &lt;a href="http://fluxbuntu.org/"&gt;Fluxbuntu&lt;/a&gt; num pII a 350 (ficou a correr rápido e bonito).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SI3R0stYhhI/AAAAAAAAAfU/0oHyz8nsRhc/s320/sabot_ren.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5228065445731927570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Combatendo o Capital com todos os meios disponíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8482713310939403861?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8482713310939403861/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8482713310939403861' title='2 Comentários'/><link 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width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6953903533484820323</id><published>2008-07-25T15:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T15:50:05.959+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Raining Blood ...</title><content type='html'>... from a lacerated sky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://www.obleek.com/iraq/swf/fatalities.swf" bgcolor="#ffffff" name="fatalities" align="middle" height="225" width="312"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Cada ponto vermelho representa um invasor morto no Iraque.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6953903533484820323?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6953903533484820323/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6953903533484820323' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6953903533484820323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6953903533484820323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/raining-blood_7278.html' title='Raining Blood ...'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6782891577247914597</id><published>2008-07-25T15:36:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:09.683Z</updated><title type='text'>Boas Notícias</title><content type='html'>O &lt;a href="http://exile.ru/"&gt;Exile.ru&lt;/a&gt;, o melhor serviço de notícias e opinião da Rússia, que tinha sido censurado, proibido e banido pelos esbirros de Putin está de novo on-line (num servidor fora da Rússia, claro).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://exiledonline.com/cat/war-nerd/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SInlw07a53I/AAAAAAAAAfE/ud32Mo-l8qA/s400/wn-icon.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226961469544523634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E o &lt;a href="http://exiledonline.com/cat/war-nerd/"&gt;Gary Brecher&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://exile.ru/articles/list.php?IBLOCK_ID=35&amp;amp;SECTION_ID=156"&gt;continua&lt;/a&gt; a lá escrever as melhores análises estratégico-militares.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6782891577247914597?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6782891577247914597/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6782891577247914597' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6782891577247914597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6782891577247914597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/boas-notcias.html' title='Boas Notícias'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SInlw07a53I/AAAAAAAAAfE/ud32Mo-l8qA/s72-c/wn-icon.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-4153846173488957496</id><published>2008-07-25T14:32:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:10.567Z</updated><title type='text'>Marvel 2099</title><content type='html'>De vez em quando falo aqui, um pouco a brincar, de obras &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pop&lt;/span&gt; mais ou menos propositadamente subversivas. Uma das maiores foi uma grande aposta da Marvel nos anos 90, o &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marvel_2099"&gt;Universo  2099&lt;/a&gt;. Aqui em Portugal chegou a tornar-se tão ou mais popular que as colecções normais e o seu lançamento coincidiu com o princípio da edição de livros pela Abril em português de Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O universo Marvel 2099 é uma distopia corporativa. Os governos são fantoches e todos os serviços  são providenciados por 4 ou 5 corporações corruptas. Estes serviços são contratados por cada cidadão que, desde a protecção à saúde, está dependente dos cartões de crédito. Por exemplo, quem tenha um cartão dourado pode beneficiar dos serviços de segurança da Olho Vivo (o serviço de segurança privado da &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tyler_Stone_%28comics%29"&gt;Alchemax&lt;/a&gt;) nas zonas mais perigosas das cidades. Ter um cartão negro, o mais valioso, permite comprar orgãos e imunidade à coação dosserviços de segurança.&lt;br /&gt;A manutenção dos espaços, a ordem pública, a própria lei, não existem porque não são coisas que possam ser contratadas individualmente.&lt;br /&gt;Um futuro em que todos tentam maximizar a sua felicidade de forma egoísta, mas nunca agindo em comunidade (as poucas tentativas de o fazer são marginalizadas e esmagadas pelas corporações). Um mundo com uma população totalmente despolitizada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os heróis são todos rebeldes, anti-heróis. O Motoqueiro Fantasma 2099 era um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;hacker&lt;/span&gt; que foi morto pelo pai, um homem do sistema, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;middle-management&lt;/span&gt;, viciado em trabalho que viu que a sua morte poderia dar lucro à empresa e agiu em conformidade como um profissional&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ghost_Rider_2099"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SInatdyBydI/AAAAAAAAAes/lbWD_2QTmPY/s320/ghostrider2099-5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226949317163600338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Hulk 2099 era um ganancioso executivo, produtor de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;reality shows&lt;/span&gt;, que decidiu ordenar o massacre de uma comunidade reminiscente dos &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Waco_Siege"&gt;Branch Davidians&lt;/a&gt; por estes se recusarem a colaborar consigo. O sentimento de culpa fê-lo revoltar-se contra as corporações e procurar destruir o sistema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hulk_2099"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SIna_2_2WGI/AAAAAAAAAe8/8T60GsDYY9g/s400/15.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226949633170102370" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Miguel O'Hara, o Homem-Aranha 2099, tentou demitir-se  do seu emprego e a empresa activou uma cláusula que o viciou num narcótico que só ela produzia. Depois há uma série de heróis eco-terroristas que lutam para manter as corporações fora da única área florestal do planeta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arranjei a colecção em pdf, vou dar mais uma vista de olhos a ver se vale a pena escrever mais alguma coisa sobre isto.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-4153846173488957496?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/4153846173488957496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=4153846173488957496' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4153846173488957496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4153846173488957496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/marvel-2099.html' title='Marvel 2099'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SInatdyBydI/AAAAAAAAAes/lbWD_2QTmPY/s72-c/ghostrider2099-5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1841145103218390766</id><published>2008-07-25T11:08:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T11:16:48.822+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Corporativismo à portuguesa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;A Confederação da Indústria Portuguesa (CIP), a Associação Empresarial de Portugal (AEP) e a Associação Industrial Portuguesa (AIP) uniram-se propondo a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://economia.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1336456"&gt; intensificação dos estímulos à utilização dos biocombustíveis e a avaliação da oportunidade de produção de energia nuclear&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Resta saber se o pedem enquanto consumidores de energia, ou enquanto potenciais construtores, produtores, distribuidores destas energias. [...] os senhores que pedem a liberalização da economia exijam a implementação de dois tipos de energia - nuclear e biocombustíveis - altamente subsidiadas, e que apenas assim são viáveis e rentáveis! Para mais ainda pedem &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.tvi.iol.pt/informacao/noticia.php?id=975009"&gt;a intervenção estatal na regulação de preços da electricidade&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;Já agora, não é que interesse muito... mas em França ocorreu &lt;a href="http://www.esquerda.net/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view&amp;amp;id=7691&amp;amp;Itemid=26"&gt;o quarto acidente nuclear em quinze dias&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do &lt;a href="http://ailusaodavisao.blogspot.com/2008/07/liberalismo-portuguesa.html"&gt;Ilusão da Visão&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1841145103218390766?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1841145103218390766/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1841145103218390766' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1841145103218390766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1841145103218390766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/corporativismo-portuguesa.html' title='Corporativismo à portuguesa'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8166716007743890240</id><published>2008-07-23T20:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T20:10:26.394+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Casamento e impostos</title><content type='html'>Relativamente ao comentário do Miguel Madeira no meu último artigo, sobre o qual já tinha &lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2006/02/o-casamento-faz-sentido.html"&gt;escrito no Vento Sueste&lt;/a&gt;, poder-se-á dizer que, ao equivaler, por casamento e para efeitos de cobrança de impostos, um casal que aufira 1000€+1000€ a um que aufira 0€+2000€ , o Estado pretende promover núcleos familiares em que um só elemento trabalhe (ou seja, à moda antiga do "trabalhador e da dona-de-casa") ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8166716007743890240?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8166716007743890240/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8166716007743890240' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8166716007743890240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8166716007743890240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/casamento-e-impostos.html' title='Casamento e impostos'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1497645908640496536</id><published>2008-07-23T10:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:12.095Z</updated><title type='text'>Duas questões sobre economia</title><content type='html'>1- O Imposto Progressivo (acho que é assim que se chama) tal como é aplicado não terá o efeito de estimular a utilização de mão de obra barata e consequente desenvolvimento de uma economia baseada nela? Não seria boa ideia (a nível local, como medida reformista) os impostos sobre o rendimento começarem mais altos (em percentagem), terem um mínimo naquilo que se consideraria acima do limiar da pobreza, e começarem a subir a partir daí? Isto já foi experimentado em algum lado?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2- Porque é que o Estado há-de dar desconto nos impostos a um gajo casado, ou unido de facto, mesmo que não tenha filhos? Moralização?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; " src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SIdSQsRLEgI/AAAAAAAAAek/HzdJ3ebSlE4/s320/plots.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226236339301323266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Nota: A primeira questão é uma dúvida sincera, ou seja, o seu objectivo era fazer-me e aos economistas que por aqui passam (uma quantidade notável, não sei porquê)  reflectir sobre a ideia de criar um ponto de inflexão na curva das taxas ao nível de salário que consideramos bom para a economia. A segunda é uma pergunta retórica. Sou contra os benefícios fiscais dados a quem decide juntar-se oficialmente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1497645908640496536?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1497645908640496536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1497645908640496536' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1497645908640496536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1497645908640496536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/duas-questes-sobre-economia.html' title='Duas questões sobre economia'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SIdSQsRLEgI/AAAAAAAAAek/HzdJ3ebSlE4/s72-c/plots.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8622931664861132012</id><published>2008-07-23T10:05:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-23T10:12:24.458+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O Liberal</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1336239"&gt;Paulo Portas critica falta de autoridade do Estado.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Portas] disse não compreender como é que o Governo espera que a PSP garanta a segurança dos 200 mil habitantes do concelho de Loures, “com turnos policiais que apenas têm 80 efectivos´´. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8622931664861132012?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8622931664861132012/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8622931664861132012' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8622931664861132012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8622931664861132012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-liberal.html' title='O Liberal'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2792914305097101111</id><published>2008-07-21T19:31:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T19:38:27.909+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Campeão</title><content type='html'>Este fim de semana um puto da Mouraria subia e descia as ruas inclinadas repetidamente numa bicicleta sem mudanças. Tinha entalado uma garrafa de plástico vazia na roda de trás para fazer mais barulho. Deve ter-se esquecido de ler os artigos da Helena Matos e de ouvir o Marcelo. Também andava por lá (mais cá abaixo, no Rossio) o &lt;a href="http://100diasdebicicletaemlisboa.blogspot.com/"&gt;Paulo Santos&lt;/a&gt; com a sua bandeirinha. Entretanto os automóveis que tentavam passar viam-se à rasca para fazer curvas cabendo naquelas ruas estreitinhas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2792914305097101111?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2792914305097101111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2792914305097101111' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2792914305097101111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2792914305097101111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/campeo.html' title='Campeão'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1303717013592869817</id><published>2008-07-17T20:57:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T21:12:22.175+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Terror Encapuzado II, ou Agressões que preocupam menos que as outras</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1255838&amp;idCanal=76"&gt;"Eu estava sozinho em casa, eles entraram e começaram-me a bater. Eu gritei que era menor, mas eles mandaram-me ao chão e, enquanto me batiam, perguntavam-me onde estavam as armas", disse à agência Lusa Alexandre, 16 anos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2006/05/ainda-rusga-ao-bairro-da-torre.html"&gt;Invasões de propriedade privada,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/04/terror-encapuzado.html"&gt;agressões,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2006/05/ainda-rusga-ao-bairro-da-torre-ii.html"&gt;armas ...&lt;/a&gt;, tudo bem, desde que as armas usadas na coação &lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/03/perniciosa-intromisso-estatal-e.html"&gt;sejam legais&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1303717013592869817?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1303717013592869817/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1303717013592869817' title='5 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1303717013592869817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1303717013592869817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/terror-encapuzado-ii-ou-agresses-que.html' title='Terror Encapuzado II, ou Agressões que preocupam menos que as outras'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1497536143369019371</id><published>2008-07-17T20:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T20:26:55.182+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Armas Ilegais</title><content type='html'>Aposto, apesar de não ter dados que o confirmem, que as armas legais matam tanta ou mais gente em Portugal do que as armas legais. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A preocupação não devia ser com o número total de armas? É que não está de todo comprovado que todos os deputados, veradores, funcionários administrativos do estado que têm direito a terem armas legais tenham um comportamento mais estável que o resto da população.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E tanto quanto eu sei, para requerer o direito de uso e porte de arma legal é necessário provar que se tem uma vida perigosa em que a arma servirá como protecção. Ou seja, é concedido o direito a andar com uma arma exactamente às pessoas mais propensas (pela sua condição profissional, por exemplo) a usá-la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não podendo consubstanciar com dados, aqui vão exemplos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma amiga minha foi morta por uma arma legal, de caça.&lt;br /&gt;Em Portimão, junto ao JJ25 um segurança matou um cigano com uma arma legal há uns anos.&lt;br /&gt;Os rapazes mais violentos, limitados, fanfarrões, rufiões (ou &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;bullies&lt;/span&gt;) não conseguiram acabar o 9º ano e foram para a tropa. Passados meses partilhavam do "monopólio de violência" e tinham um cartãozinho que lhes permitia andarem a exibir Marakovs e Glocks às miúdas do bairro. Legalmente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por fim, ao que me parece, foi exactamente o facto de ambos os lados do conflito terem armas ilegais (e não um só) que impediu derramamento de sangue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sem ter muito que ver com o assunto, mas alguém sabe um sinónimo de "construe" em português (o significado é "dar uma interpretação")? É que foi essa a expressão usada por Kissinger e Ford no dia em que se encontraram com Suharto para tornar legal a utilização de armas americanas no extermínio e opressão de milhões de timorenses e outros opositores do regime. No dia seguinte começou o massacre. Com armas legais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1497536143369019371?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1497536143369019371/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1497536143369019371' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1497536143369019371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1497536143369019371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/armas-ilegais.html' title='Armas Ilegais'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8977271076709204496</id><published>2008-07-17T10:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T10:12:12.814+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma opinião "de esquerda" sobre a Quinta da Fonte?</title><content type='html'>... de alguém que mora junto ao Prior Velho. Porque tenho lido por aí queixas de que não há opinião de esquerda sobre o caso:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que jeito é que teve os robocops irem lá meter-se? Aparecem uma vez por ano com o espalhafato todo para se armarem em heróis e manterem "a ordem"? Afinal de contas as pessoas andavam com medo porque andava gente armada nas ruas. Com a chegada da bófia anda &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;mais&lt;/span&gt; gente armada. Pelo que sei em número e armamento as forças estavam equilibradas e não tinham havido feridos nem mortos. E que se saiba as pilhagens e conflitos continuaram os ciganos estão a ir-se embora na mesma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então o que foi lá fazer a bófia? Exibir-se? Se é para serem gastos nisto, tenho que arranjar maneira de fugir aos impostos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8977271076709204496?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8977271076709204496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8977271076709204496' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8977271076709204496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8977271076709204496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/uma-opinio-de-esquerda-sobre-quinta-da.html' title='Uma opinião &quot;de esquerda&quot; sobre a Quinta da Fonte?'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-511840130110733647</id><published>2008-07-14T10:31:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:13.154Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photoshop'/><title type='text'>Tecnologia iraniana</title><content type='html'>Um fenómeno fascinante nesta espécie de mini guerra fria, que espelha o que já acontecia na outra, é que, quanto se trata de empolar a perigosidade dos párias, todos estão do mesmo lado. Aconteceu , por exemplo, relativamente aos MIG-21 russos e hoje ocorre com os &lt;a href="http://thelede.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/07/10/in-an-iranian-image-a-missile-too-many/index.html?hp"&gt;Shahab 3 iranianos&lt;/a&gt;. O Irão, num derradeiro esforço para evitar ataques avisa "temos mísseis terríveis". Israel concorda e os Estados Unidos também, mesmo que não haja provas, mesmo que esses mísseis não tenham o mínimo de precisão. Existe um forte complexo militar-industrial que tem a ganhar com o empolamento da força iraniana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talvez por isso os principais jornais americanos tenham usado nas suas capas na passada quinta feira &lt;a href="http://thelede.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/07/10/in-an-iranian-image-a-missile-too-many/index.html?hp"&gt;uma imagem forjada&lt;/a&gt; de um ensaio balístico iraniano, em que é nítida a fotomontagem que faz parecê-los mais em número (e convenientemente esconde que um deles falha em ser lançado).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHtRmmlQ6UI/AAAAAAAAAeE/EEWQWMbDtew/s320/irannn.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222857916499945794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O mais bizarro é que não está confirmado que nenhum dos mísseis da imagem seja o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;terrível&lt;/span&gt; Shahab 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clique na imagem seguinte para ver como os iranianos planeiam usar a mesma tecnologia para fazer Israel desaparecer do mapa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHtSBp51h7I/AAAAAAAAAeU/61-bbwIpZAI/s1600-h/wipe+it.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHtR0_NNnYI/AAAAAAAAAeM/EuyPgnn3xjI/s320/jpegtoldmenotto.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5222858163628121474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-511840130110733647?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/511840130110733647/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=511840130110733647' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/511840130110733647'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/511840130110733647'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/tecnologia-iraniana.html' title='Tecnologia iraniana'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHtRmmlQ6UI/AAAAAAAAAeE/EEWQWMbDtew/s72-c/irannn.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2549127048476476009</id><published>2008-07-09T14:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:14.509Z</updated><title type='text'>Algumas curtas</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHTA9IePS5I/AAAAAAAAAdc/kHB-KRTeE5A/s320/omundo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221010024508115858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Um &lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2008/07/re-islamismo-e-marxismo.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt; tão simples mas tão perfeito como o brado "O Rei vai Nu!". É por estas e outras que adoro o Vento Sueste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- No blogue "de esquerda" 5 Dias, o &lt;a href="http://5dias.net/2008/07/08/seguranca/"&gt;Filipe&lt;/a&gt; parece continuar a ser o único gajo de esquerda. E relativamente à questão dos fogos devolutos, a solução óbvia do alargamento do conceito do uso capião aos prédios urbanos continua a não estar em cima da mesa (note-se que foi exactamente por estar abandonado que o edifício da Av. da Liberdade se tornou um perigo para os adjacentes). Um bocadinho mais ou um bocadinho menos de impostos parecem ser os extremos máximos da discussão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHTCJnf415I/AAAAAAAAAd0/fZWnmPnGCxw/s1600-h/DSC05095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHTCJnf415I/AAAAAAAAAd0/fZWnmPnGCxw/s320/DSC05095.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221011338506590098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Cada vez mais me apercebo que não há qualquer orientação global para a crise energética. A mistura de planeamento estatal com aqueles mecanismos capitalistas de futuros etc. que supostamente tornaria o sistema algo robusto a estas crises mostra-se ineficaz. Etanol produz-se a partir de cana do açúcar! E mesmo assim não é suficiente. Milho, beterraba? Estão a atirar areia para os nossos olhos ou para os seus próprios? Energias renováveis, carros eléctricos, carros a hidrogénio? Para dar resposta às necessidades previstas? Vão gozar com outro! E se não for a energia, as outras matérias primas duram para sempre? Porque é que não estamos todos a trabalhar 1 hora por dia, a consumir pouco e produzir pouco? Porque é que não exigimos isto. Será que a malta gosta assim tanto de trabalhar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.aca-m.org/pontos_negros/imagens/lisb_59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHTFVGOCUEI/AAAAAAAAAd8/dSBp0b-Atr8/s320/lisb_59.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221014834266656834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A passadeira na Av. Infante Dom Henrique onde quase sou atropelado todos os dias. Os automóveis passam por ela a 100 km/h (o limite é 50). Alguns vêem-me à distância, abrandam e páram. Mas há um tipo de veículos que jamais abranda ali. Os jipes e carrinhas da brigada fiscal da GNR um quilómetro abaixo na mesma avenida. Será que eu posso aprender a manejar uma fusca e deixar de pagar a parte dos impostos que vai para esta gente que quase me mata todas as manhãs? Dispensar estes "serviços". A propósito, há 50 atropelamentos por ano neste ponto negro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bónus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por incrível que pareça, há alguns leitores deste blogue que sabem exactamente onde foi tirada esta fotografia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 238px; height: 231px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHTBiZZNBzI/AAAAAAAAAdk/Ipd3EzBKEdE/s320/IMG_3813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221010664705558322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2549127048476476009?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2549127048476476009/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2549127048476476009' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2549127048476476009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2549127048476476009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/algumas-curtas.html' title='Algumas curtas'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHTA9IePS5I/AAAAAAAAAdc/kHB-KRTeE5A/s72-c/omundo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-4039336430850474056</id><published>2008-07-08T12:01:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:14.814Z</updated><title type='text'>Caminho Luminoso</title><content type='html'>Na próxima Quinta-Feira, numa festa organizada por uma empresa de Belmiro de Azevedo, dezenas de milhares de jovens portugueses louvarão as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"FARC peruanas"&lt;/span&gt;, a guerrilha maoista &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shining_Path"&gt;Sendero Luminoso&lt;/a&gt;, o PC do Peru.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;  width: 214px; height: 271px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHNLPrxgEfI/AAAAAAAAAdU/_MCnW0lwbKM/s320/Zack_DeLa_Rocha.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220599125873005042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Landlords and power whores&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;On my people they took turns&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dispute the suits I ignite&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;And then watch 'em burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mev5gNhcr2I"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Burn, burn, yes ya gonna burn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-4039336430850474056?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/4039336430850474056/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=4039336430850474056' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4039336430850474056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4039336430850474056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/caminho-luminoso.html' title='Caminho Luminoso'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHNLPrxgEfI/AAAAAAAAAdU/_MCnW0lwbKM/s72-c/Zack_DeLa_Rocha.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-305975609411322238</id><published>2008-07-07T20:08:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:15.493Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ensino'/><title type='text'>Subsídio para a interpretação dos resultados dos exames nacionais IV</title><content type='html'>Em tempo de exames anuais de 12º Ano, lembre-se aos pais da razão porque compensa pôr os filhos num colégio privado, apesar dos preços. É que, para estudarem para a primeira chamada dos exames de 2008, os alunos das escolas públicas podem treinar com exercícios dos de 2007, 2006, 2005 ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os do &lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2007/11/subsdios-para-interpretao-dos.html"&gt;Valsassina,&lt;/a&gt; por exemplo, têm a vantagem de poder treinar também com as perguntas do de 2008. É que médias globais de 18 valores (3 desvios padrões acima da média nacional, uma singularidade estatística) não se conseguem à toa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHJrhg-feJI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Hq_w-9avZNI/s320/pautas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5220353141607725202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É caso para dizer, &lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2008/07/uma-questo-sobre-os-vouchers-escolares.html"&gt;Talões&lt;/a&gt; para que vos quero.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-305975609411322238?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/305975609411322238/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=305975609411322238' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/305975609411322238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/305975609411322238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/subsdio-para-interpretao-dos-resultados.html' title='Subsídio para a interpretação dos resultados dos exames nacionais IV'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SHJrhg-feJI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Hq_w-9avZNI/s72-c/pautas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-4281869194673495333</id><published>2008-07-04T15:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:15.880Z</updated><title type='text'>O Pequeno Burguês</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SG4yHwHttzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/riY0F6stZKs/s320/martinhojor.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219164126926714674" border="0" /&gt;Só descobri hoje: o Martinho da Vila vai fazer uma série de concertos de Verão em Portugal. Hoje em Leiria, em Agosto em Portimão. E o Jorge Ben Jor vai ao Porto. Felicidade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.googlepages.com/02.OPequenoBurgus.mp3"&gt;O Pequeno Burguês&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="20"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://tarique.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/777048_poolgyimbd_conv.flv&amp;autoStart=false"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://tarique.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/777048_poolgyimbd_conv.flv&amp;autoStart=false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="20"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.: Já que estou numa de divulgação musical, hoje os brutais ZZ Top tocam no Porto num festival ligado a uma conhecida marca de cerveja e há Bailarico Sofisticado no Bacalhoeiro em Lisboa. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-4281869194673495333?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/4281869194673495333/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=4281869194673495333' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4281869194673495333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4281869194673495333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-pequeno-burgus.html' title='O Pequeno Burguês'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SG4yHwHttzI/AAAAAAAAAdE/riY0F6stZKs/s72-c/martinhojor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-5212175122190462864</id><published>2008-07-04T10:32:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:16.809Z</updated><title type='text'>Menos Estado - pela abolição do código da estrada</title><content type='html'>Desde há tempos que me apercebo de  que a existência de um código da estrada serve para gastar dinheiro e proteger a tirania automóvel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SG3xiX6cW4I/AAAAAAAAAc8/VWaxfuIPuiQ/s320/VBeUQd2REQ2LDuVJnWeT.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219093116029262722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mas o código da estrada que obriga os automóveis a andar a menos que 50 nas cidades! Regula o trânsito, torna-o mais seguro!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Errado. É o código da estrada que dá licença e impunidade a um condutor para matar peões que se encontrem na estrada desde que se desloque a menos de 50. Se não houvesse código da estrada quem bradisse um instrumento com a energia cinética de uma rajada de metrelhadora junto a um transeunte seria censurado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A existência do código da estrada confere uma aceitabilidade social e conformação a comportamentos que sem lei seriam considerados inadmissíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É este sistema responsável por milhares de mortes só em Portugal. Quantas delas resultaram em condenação por assassinato?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Extremismo?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.spiegel.de/international/zeitgeist/0,1518,505246,00.html"&gt;The radical philosophy has already been implented in the town of Drachten in the Netherlands, which has abolished its road signs and traffic lights. Accidents there have declined dramatically since the new regime was introduced.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-5212175122190462864?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/5212175122190462864/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=5212175122190462864' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5212175122190462864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5212175122190462864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/menos-estado-pela-abolio-do-cdigo-da.html' title='Menos Estado - pela abolição do código da estrada'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SG3xiX6cW4I/AAAAAAAAAc8/VWaxfuIPuiQ/s72-c/VBeUQd2REQ2LDuVJnWeT.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-4210065030393697243</id><published>2008-07-03T20:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:17.006Z</updated><title type='text'>1 Ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2007/07/capital.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SG0kaMzKJGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Tlgv73i8T40/s320/ndt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218867575723271266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2007/07/capital.html"&gt;Foi há um ano.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-4210065030393697243?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/4210065030393697243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=4210065030393697243' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4210065030393697243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4210065030393697243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/1-ano.html' title='1 Ano'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SG0kaMzKJGI/AAAAAAAAAc0/Tlgv73i8T40/s72-c/ndt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2198572715822285116</id><published>2008-07-03T14:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:17.381Z</updated><title type='text'>Vinda do Terror</title><content type='html'>Parece que o Dom José Policarpo sempre tinha razão quando acautelava que estamos a abrir as portas da Nação a &lt;a href="http://5dias.net/2008/03/02/nao-ha-alusao-biblica-que-salve/"&gt;gente vinda do terror&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; " src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SGzXbsmJbtI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Xkej0ve6hJA/s400/terroa_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5218782939043163858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tanto que é verdade que os &lt;a href="http://www.tsuldotejo.pt/"&gt;TST&lt;/a&gt; têm duas carreiras para trazer essa gente de lá. A saber, a &lt;a href="http://www.tsuldotejo.pt/visualiza_carreira.php?cod_carreira=47"&gt;601&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://www.tsuldotejo.pt/visualiza_carreira.php?cod_carreira=228"&gt;616&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2198572715822285116?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2198572715822285116/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2198572715822285116' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2198572715822285116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2198572715822285116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/vinda-do-terror.html' title='Vinda do Terror'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SGzXbsmJbtI/AAAAAAAAAcs/Xkej0ve6hJA/s72-c/terroa_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-5371590516191617140</id><published>2008-07-03T11:33:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T11:43:55.073+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a direita liberal ama o Estado acima de tudo'/><title type='text'>Kraak &amp; Smaak</title><content type='html'>Na Holanda se um edifício ficar sem uso, vazio por 12 meses &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Squatting#Netherlands"&gt;qualquer pessoa ou grupo pode legalmente ocupá-lo sem ter que pagar qualquer tipo de renda ao senhorio negligente&lt;/a&gt;. O direito de usufruto seria uma excelente forma de combater a especulação imobiliária em Portugal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="left: 0px ! important; top: 15px ! important;" title="Click here to block this object with Adblock Plus" class="abp-objtab-040724086978740626 visible ontop" href="http://www.youtube.com/v/UtOUkcmZNP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UtOUkcmZNP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UtOUkcmZNP8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;[aos 50 segundos: é fácil. traz-se uma cadeira, uma mesa e uma cama, arromba-se a porta, e telefona-se à polícia: "hey, era só para informar que okupei esta casa. obrigado e boa tarde"]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas estou certo que se por cá se fizesse o mesmo que se faz por lá, ocupar casas vazias, os liberais da nossa praça implorariam ao Paizinho-Estado para mandar lá os góis de metrelhadora na mão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ocupações livres, isso sim é Estado mínimo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(artigo ligado a &lt;a href="http://5dias.net/2008/07/02/algumas-delicias-sobre-esses-parasitas-chamados-senhorios/#comments"&gt;esta&lt;/a&gt; troca de opiniões no 5 dias)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-5371590516191617140?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/5371590516191617140/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=5371590516191617140' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5371590516191617140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5371590516191617140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/kraak-smaak.html' title='Kraak &amp; Smaak'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8952637602167485940</id><published>2008-07-01T10:51:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:17.740Z</updated><title type='text'>O melhor amigo do Capitalismo é o Estado</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.observaport.org/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SGn_fhOc1JI/AAAAAAAAAck/8a0130wKCFg/s400/untitled.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217982560245437586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[do jornal &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SGn_fhOc1JI/AAAAAAAAAck/8a0130wKCFg/s1600-h/untitled.jpg"&gt;Global&lt;/a&gt; de hoje]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;... ou como o que aconteceu em Portugal com os &lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/nestes-dias.html"&gt;transportes &lt;/a&gt;e &lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/investimento-pblico.html"&gt;logística&lt;/a&gt; está a repetir-se com a &lt;a href="http://zerodeconduta.blogs.sapo.pt/417141.html"&gt;Saúde&lt;/a&gt;. Dizem que os ricos têm direito a mais porque aceitam riscos para gerar riqueza. Pois.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8952637602167485940?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8952637602167485940/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8952637602167485940' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8952637602167485940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8952637602167485940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-melhor-amigo-do-capitalismo-o-estado.html' title='O melhor amigo do Capitalismo é o Estado'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SGn_fhOc1JI/AAAAAAAAAck/8a0130wKCFg/s72-c/untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6771008773576172910</id><published>2008-06-30T02:40:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:19.104Z</updated><title type='text'>Vai Speed Racer, Vai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://64.233.183.104/search?q=cache:9xkXQvB-rP8J:www.premiere.com/moviereviews/4561/speed-racer.html+%22one+of+the+more+blatantly+anti-capitalist+storylines%22+site:http://www.premiere.com/moviereviews/4561/speed-racer.html&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SGg5lM6jpcI/AAAAAAAAAcc/FWe1fIPLhxA/s400/speed-racer-1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5217483479593493954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Boa! Uma memória de infância transformada em em ícone&lt;a href="http://64.233.183.104/search?q=cache:9xkXQvB-rP8J:www.premiere.com/moviereviews/4561/speed-racer.html+%22one+of+the+more+blatantly+anti-capitalist+storylines%22+site:http://www.premiere.com/moviereviews/4561/speed-racer.html&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://64.233.183.104/search?q=cache:9xkXQvB-rP8J:www.premiere.com/moviereviews/4561/speed-racer.html+%22one+of+the+more+blatantly+anti-capitalist+storylines%22+site:http://www.premiere.com/moviereviews/4561/speed-racer.html&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;anti-capitalista&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://64.233.183.104/search?q=cache:9xkXQvB-rP8J:www.premiere.com/moviereviews/4561/speed-racer.html+%22one+of+the+more+blatantly+anti-capitalist+storylines%22+site:http://www.premiere.com/moviereviews/4561/speed-racer.html&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;ct=clnk&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;client=firefox-a"&gt;.&lt;/a&gt; Desde o &lt;a href="http://oestebravio.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Happy Feet&lt;/span&gt; e do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bambi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; que não se via nada tão subversivo do cinema infantil americano. Um bom contraponto ao evangélico &lt;a href="http://www.exile.ru/articles/detail.php?ARTICLE_ID=19106&amp;amp;IBLOCK_ID=35&amp;amp;PAGE=2"&gt;Crónicas de Nárnia&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kensforce.com/speedracer050208a.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"People like you have way too much money.  They start thinkin' that the rules everybody else plays by don't mean squat to them."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6771008773576172910?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6771008773576172910/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6771008773576172910' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6771008773576172910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6771008773576172910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/vai-speed-racer-vai.html' title='Vai Speed Racer, Vai!'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SGg5lM6jpcI/AAAAAAAAAcc/FWe1fIPLhxA/s72-c/speed-racer-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6702344237804402386</id><published>2008-06-20T15:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T16:05:49.540+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Israel prepara-se para atacar Irão unilateralmente</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.nytimes.com/2008/06/20/washington/20iran.html?_r=2&amp;amp;pagewanted=2&amp;amp;oref=login"&gt;... com um ensaio militar de enormes proporções.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De notar que já fizeram ataques unilaterais bem sucedidos a instalações de países vizinhos por duas vezes, a última das quais, um ataque relâmpago à Síria, foi aplaudido posteriormente por Washington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;“If Iran continues with its program for developing nuclear weapons, we will attack,”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;Shaul Mofaz, Deputy Prime Minister&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Mike McConell the director of national intelligence, said in February that Iran was close to acquiring Russian-produced SA-20 surface-to-air missiles. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American military officials said that the deployment of such systems would hamper Israel’s attack planning, putting pressure on Israel to act before the missiles are fielded.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Não consegue aceder ao link? Veja aqui a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bugmenot.com/view/nytimes.com"&gt;Palavra-passe para o NY Times.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6702344237804402386?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6702344237804402386/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6702344237804402386' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6702344237804402386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6702344237804402386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/israel-prepara-se-para-atacar-iro.html' title='Israel prepara-se para atacar Irão unilateralmente'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-4735423518435618317</id><published>2008-06-20T11:54:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-20T12:06:01.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Guedes</title><content type='html'>Luís José de Mello e Castro Guedes&lt;br /&gt;Vasco Valente Correia Guedes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguém os conhece? O primeiro &lt;a href="http://nobreguedes-na-arrabida.blogspot.com/"&gt;não gosta da Arrábida&lt;/a&gt; nem de sobreiros, mas &lt;a href="http://barnabe.weblog.com.pt/arquivo/100658.html"&gt;adora buldózeres&lt;/a&gt; e dinheiro. O segundo &lt;a href="http://5dias.net/2008/04/29/forca-companheiro-vasco/"&gt;não gosta de nada&lt;/a&gt;. Não sou o único a escrever sob um pseudónimo falso, reminiscente de um antepassado famoso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-4735423518435618317?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/4735423518435618317/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=4735423518435618317' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4735423518435618317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4735423518435618317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/guedes.html' title='Guedes'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-224202358053177405</id><published>2008-06-18T19:28:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:19.587Z</updated><title type='text'>Campos, Fábricas e Oficinas</title><content type='html'>Um dos principais textos fundadores do anarquismo (ou &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;esquerda libertária&lt;/span&gt;), como lhe quisermos chamar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFlXzVjuWcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/bCBKWoyu3Vk/s400/9780900384288_150x150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213294583129987522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ênfase de&lt;a href="http://dwardmac.pitzer.edu/anarchist_archives/kropotkin/fields.html"&gt; Campos, Fábricas e Oficinas&lt;/a&gt;, escrito por Pedro Kropotkin em 1911   é na organização de um modelo de produção &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; libertário, e &lt;/span&gt;de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;esquerda&lt;/span&gt;, com ênfase na auto-suficiência e produção local, eliminando a necessidade de um Estado, ou governo central, importações e exportações. Posiciona-se na oposição aos modelos pensados por Trotsky, Lenine e Estaline, que defendiam produções centralizada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analise-se face ao que nos diz o atarantado (ou propositadamente revisionista) Henrique Raposo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2008/06/o-que-henrique-raposo-quer-que-o-be.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;"Existe um conjunto disperso de pessoas que se juntou ao BE devido às causas - óptimas, aliás, - da “esquerda libertária”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;: direitos das minorias, ambiente, etc. As causas do pós-materialismo. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;O problema é que este BE libertário está a ser suplantado por um BE comunista hard core&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, assente num populismo reaccionario idêntico ao PCP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt;. Há dias vi pessoas ligadas ao BE a defender as hortas no centro da cidade? Que coisa tão salazarenta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; A hortazinha “natural”, “portuguesa” contra os produtos de fora e industriais. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pois. Salazarento. Não sabe o pobre Henrique que o bairrismo é oposto ao patriotismo, e muitas vezes, aliado do cosmopolitanismo. Veja-se o caso da &lt;a href="http://pt.indymedia.org/ler.php?numero=134082&amp;amp;cidade=1"&gt;horta popular&lt;/a&gt; gerida pelas miúdas do &lt;a href="http://gaia.org.pt/node/14470"&gt;GAIA&lt;/a&gt; em colaboração com os habitantes da Mouraria. Bairrista. Cosmopolitanista. Libertária.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://supergreenme.blogspot.com/2008/05/h-festa-na-horta-dia-comunitrio-na.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFla78dYMvI/AAAAAAAAAcU/Mw9TucFjKpQ/s400/IMAGEM.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213298029546189554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[clique na imagem]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://dn.sapo.pt/2008/05/12/cidades/rapazes_bairro_cultivam_hortas_para_.html"&gt;(no Diário de Notícias)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-224202358053177405?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/224202358053177405/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=224202358053177405' title='11 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/224202358053177405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/224202358053177405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/campos-fbricas-e-oficinas.html' title='Campos, Fábricas e Oficinas'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFlXzVjuWcI/AAAAAAAAAcM/bCBKWoyu3Vk/s72-c/9780900384288_150x150.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6929486991613640999</id><published>2008-06-18T10:30:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:19.777Z</updated><title type='text'>This ain't 1864, Bush Ain't Lincoln, We Ain't Winnin'</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://5dias.net/2008/06/17/a-ler-4/"&gt;Henrique Raposo&lt;/a&gt;, como sempre, a descobrir a pólvora uns anos depois do resto do mundo &lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2007/12/re-re-3-bilies-de-pessoas-vs-verdismo.html"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://exile.ru/articles/detail.php?ARTICLE_ID=8108&amp;amp;IBLOCK_ID=35&amp;amp;phrase_id=6846"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 134px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFjXC05B92I/AAAAAAAAAcE/MaZb5T5236k/s400/warnerd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213153012238907234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://exile.ru/articles/detail.php?ARTICLE_ID=8108&amp;amp;IBLOCK_ID=35&amp;amp;phrase_id=6846"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;" class="article_heading1"&gt;This Ain’t 1864, Bush Ain’t Lincoln, We Ain’t Winnin’&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Fantástico como HR consegue confundir tudo, atribuindo a John Yoo a louca teoria de &lt;a href="http://www.victorhanson.com/articles/hanson090806.html"&gt;Victor Davis Hanson&lt;/a&gt;, proposta por este historiador oficial da doutrina neocon e continuamente defendida desde &lt;a href="http://www.victorhanson.com/articles/hanson091903.html"&gt;há quase 5 anos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.: Falando em crédito, aquele que que HR não dá a VDH , e também daquele que não dá a Gary Brecher por copiar o título e a ideia geral do artigo (apesar de com um atraso de quase um ano), apercebo-me cada vez mais que a blogosfera dá ao próprio Raposo mais crédito intelectual do que ele merecerá.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6929486991613640999?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6929486991613640999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6929486991613640999' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6929486991613640999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6929486991613640999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/this-aint-1864-bush-aint-lincoln-we.html' title='This ain&apos;t 1864, Bush Ain&apos;t Lincoln, We Ain&apos;t Winnin&apos;'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFjXC05B92I/AAAAAAAAAcE/MaZb5T5236k/s72-c/warnerd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2609295129105739506</id><published>2008-06-18T10:07:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:20.605Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='santo antónio 2008'/><title type='text'>Relato de uma celebração religiosa católica</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Os Peitos da Cabritinha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; consagram-se finalmente&lt;br /&gt;como a nova &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:100%;" &gt;Garagem da Vizinha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/01/guerra-total-ao-natal-ii-retratos-das.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 210px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFjRSVM8RoI/AAAAAAAAAbA/K9dyfpo5AA0/s400/farturas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213146681540626050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2609295129105739506?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2609295129105739506/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2609295129105739506' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2609295129105739506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2609295129105739506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/relato-de-uma-celebrao-religiosa.html' title='Relato de uma celebração religiosa católica'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFjRSVM8RoI/AAAAAAAAAbA/K9dyfpo5AA0/s72-c/farturas.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8960009191487459145</id><published>2008-06-17T18:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T18:57:34.654+01:00</updated><title type='text'>3 curtas sobre omissões</title><content type='html'>1) Os pseudo-liberais portugas não se &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;insurgem&lt;/span&gt; contra a transferência social inversa que é o estado estar a gastar impostos para dar aos ricos uma protecção extra sobre os seus luxos? É que &lt;a href="http://diario.iol.pt/sociedade/goe-carjacking-psp-assalto/960168-4071.html"&gt;pagar e equipar Brigadas de Trânsito, GOE, Serviço de Segurança Pessoal e Corpo de Intervenção&lt;/a&gt; para protegerem Mercedes, Audis e BMW's sai caro aos contribuintes. A mim parece-me despesismo e intervencionismo estatal a mais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;blasfemos&lt;/span&gt; pseudo-liberais anti-bicicleta não reformulam a sua opinião ao verificar quanto é que o estado pode emagrecer e se tornar mais "mínimo", &lt;a href="http://www.treehugger.com/files/2008/06/cycling-saves-australia-200-million0.php"&gt;em especial em questões da saúde&lt;/a&gt;, ao facilitar a utilização das pedaleiras?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Estarão os pseudo-liberais da moral e bons costumes  em pânico ao aperceberem-se que , enquanto &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Roman_Catholic_sex_abuse_cases"&gt;ultramontanos homofóbicos&lt;/a&gt;, pertencem não só a um, mas a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;dois&lt;/span&gt; grupos de risco de contracção da SIDA!!! É que, ao que parece, se há quem goste de práticas homossexuais perigosas, e então de drogas como branca e meta nem se fala, são os tipos conservadores religiosos como &lt;a href="http://www.badmouth.net/top-five-republican-gay-sex-scandals/"&gt;Ted Haggard, Mark Foley,  Larry Craig , Bob Allen, Glenn Murphy Jr.&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui estão 3 questões que pensaria serem preocupações naturais dos conservadores liberais da blogosfera portuguesa, com potencial para levá-los a escrever torrentes de artigos. Pelos vistos enganei-me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8960009191487459145?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8960009191487459145/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8960009191487459145' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8960009191487459145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8960009191487459145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/3-curtas-sobre-omisses.html' title='3 curtas sobre omissões'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2232272959389756255</id><published>2008-06-17T18:16:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:20.903Z</updated><title type='text'>E eles a darem-lhe e o burro a fugir!</title><content type='html'>Os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;media&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/jornalismo-de-causas-ii-violncia.html"&gt; continuam&lt;/a&gt; empenhados na sua campanha para que os automobilistas ataquem , a soco e pontapé, assaltantes armados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.readmetro.com/show/en/Lisbon/20080617/1/16/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 212px; height: 276px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFfyRVADNMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/94R5nDTBUMg/s400/asdfasd.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212901473213691074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[clique na imagem- Jornal Metro de hoje]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda por cima tão armados e tão perigoso que a bófia teve que chamar os góis , o corpo de intervenção e o corpo de segurança pessoal, e ter, em regime de excepção, &lt;a href="http://jn.sapo.pt/PaginaInicial/Policia/Interior.aspx?content_id=958214"&gt;autorização para disparar e abalroar o assaltante para fora da estrada&lt;/a&gt;. (Afinal, que importância tem a segurança das pessoas que vão no passeio e na estrada quando comparada com a glória de uma bela perseguição seguida de troca de tiros na via pública, captura dos larápios e recuperação do Mercedes do sôr engenheiro.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ver se eu entendo: os mesmos automobilistas que, coitados, &lt;a href="http://menos1carro.blogs.sapo.pt/39163.html"&gt;não têm cabedal para fazer frente às temíveis subidas e descidas de Lisboa e do Porto&lt;/a&gt;, nem sequer a pé&lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/investimento-pblico.html"&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;, haveriam de se transformar em autênticos Bruce Lees e desviar-se das balas enquanto dominavam com os punhos os gatunos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2232272959389756255?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2232272959389756255/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2232272959389756255' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2232272959389756255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2232272959389756255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/e-eles-darem-lhe-e-burro-fugir.html' title='E eles a darem-lhe e o burro a fugir!'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFfyRVADNMI/AAAAAAAAAaw/94R5nDTBUMg/s72-c/asdfasd.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-6493836151841476846</id><published>2008-06-17T13:28:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:21.126Z</updated><title type='text'>Chantilly</title><content type='html'>António Costa e Rui Rio. É já clara a escolha dos títeres para a gestão da nação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://lifelogger.com/common/flash/flvplayer/flvplayer_basic.swf?file=http://tarique.lifelogger.com/media/audio0/697268_ktlxvnapdy_conv.flv&amp;amp;autoStart=true"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFfKJMmqXtI/AAAAAAAAAao/mSUXMHyqH0w/s400/rockefeller_octopus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212857353055657682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;You are here by programme.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-6493836151841476846?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/6493836151841476846/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=6493836151841476846' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6493836151841476846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/6493836151841476846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/chantilly.html' title='Chantilly'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFfKJMmqXtI/AAAAAAAAAao/mSUXMHyqH0w/s72-c/rockefeller_octopus.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-3308058799716693502</id><published>2008-06-16T15:51:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:21.455Z</updated><title type='text'>Desilusão (II)</title><content type='html'>Teria eu 7 ou 8 anos, e no Dia da Criança levaram-nos aos alunos da escola primária do &lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2007/06/sesso-fotogrfica-vi-mais-bairro-pontal.html"&gt;Bairro Pontal&lt;/a&gt; a celebrá-lo com umas actividades no segundo andar do, na altura novo, centro comercial Prisunic (hoje Continente).&lt;br /&gt;Numa das actividades, a animadora chamou uma das crianças ao palco, onde estava um teatrinho de fantoches, com as figurinhas do famoso desafio do Barqueiro, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fox,_goose_and_bag_of_beans_puzzle"&gt;o Lobo, a Cabra, e a Couve&lt;/a&gt;.  O miúdo ouviu as regras: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;o barqueiro tem que fazer todos atravessarem o rio, podendo levar consigo apenas um passageiro, mas não pode deixar o Lobo sozinho com a Cabra, nem a Cabra com a Couve, senão eles devoram-se.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não obstante ter prestado pouca atenção, foi desembaraçado e nem precisou de olhar duas vezes para o quadro para dar a resposta óbvia, bem alto, ao microfone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jeux.lulu.pagesperso-orange.fr/html/anglais/loupChe/loupChe1.htm"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFaCVv2Sl9I/AAAAAAAAAag/CGTUt3oBnUU/s400/wolf_goat_cabbage.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5212496928860968914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;'tão ... é dar-lhes perrada!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos se riram até a monitora explicar que era um problema complexo, que devíamos tentar resolvê-lo com inteligência. Apercebo-me agora que é surpreendente ninguém lhe ter respondido&lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/desiluso.html"&gt; "então mas está do lado do Lobo?"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-3308058799716693502?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/3308058799716693502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=3308058799716693502' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3308058799716693502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3308058799716693502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/desiluso-ii.html' title='Desilusão (II)'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFaCVv2Sl9I/AAAAAAAAAag/CGTUt3oBnUU/s72-c/wolf_goat_cabbage.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8266282128539750870</id><published>2008-06-14T16:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:21.669Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='neerlandofilia'/><title type='text'>Hup Holland!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFPdb1R_ZWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/UYLdlEktHiA/s400/73033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5211752664026539362" border="0" /&gt;Neerlandofilia total.  A final europeia para aqueles que protagonizaram &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bVvLKMyEUWM"&gt;o mais belo e épico jogo de bola&lt;/a&gt; de sempre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8266282128539750870?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8266282128539750870/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8266282128539750870' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8266282128539750870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8266282128539750870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/hup-holland.html' title='Hup Holland!'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SFPdb1R_ZWI/AAAAAAAAAaY/UYLdlEktHiA/s72-c/73033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2882411093139121488</id><published>2008-06-11T18:03:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T18:16:32.878+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Nestes dias</title><content type='html'>... tenho-me perguntado se vão ser punidos os responsáveis políticos pelo abandono na ferrovia como sistema logístico prioritário, pelo desmantelamento do sistema de autocarros eléctricos em Lisboa, pela destruição de passeios urbanos em todo o país para alargamento das estradas, pela promoção da autoestrada e da rodovia para enriquecimento da &lt;a href="http://sic.aeiou.pt/online/noticias/dinheiro/080526_jorgecoelhoassumepresidenciadamotaengil.htm"&gt;Mota Engil&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1318114&amp;amp;idCanal=57"&gt;Lusoponte&lt;/a&gt;,  Galp, etc ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também me tenho perguntado se a ponte rodoviária Chelas-Barreiro, a 3ª autoestrada paralela entre Aveiro e o Porto e outros projectos do género virados para o futuro sempre são para ir em frente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2882411093139121488?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2882411093139121488/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2882411093139121488' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2882411093139121488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2882411093139121488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/nestes-dias.html' title='Nestes dias'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1078390840255902636</id><published>2008-06-11T16:56:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-12T10:32:27.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Desilusão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://5dias.net/2008/06/11/voz-a-minha-costela-autoritaria/"&gt;&lt;i&gt;[...] já dei por mim a pensar na falta que às vezes faz um pouco de brutalidade policial.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por estas e por outras é que quando oiço falar de social-fascismo, destranco a minha &lt;a href="http://thinkexist.com/quotes/hanns_johst/"&gt;Browning&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Porquê? Porque por estes dias, relativamente ao bloqueio das autoestradas, pelos lados do blogue 5 dias, os bem-comportados Luíses, o  Aristocrata (social-democrata) e o Agrícola (social-liberal) exigem o mesmo: &lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2006/03/quando-que-violncia-aceitveli.html"&gt;violência&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1078390840255902636?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1078390840255902636/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1078390840255902636' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1078390840255902636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1078390840255902636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/desiluso.html' title='Desilusão'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-8411315166694751008</id><published>2008-06-11T15:36:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:22.100Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bicicletas'/><title type='text'>Para mal dos pecados da Helena Matos</title><content type='html'>A &lt;a href="http://moscerina.blogspot.com/2007/11/bici-roma.html"&gt;cidade das sete colinas&lt;/a&gt; rende-se ao politicamente correcto e implementa um sistema de partilha de bicicletas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.roma-n-bike.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SE_jjnC9nzI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/J7uOdxVIzF4/s400/cemusa1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210633494807289650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chama-se &lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1331971&amp;amp;idCanal=92"&gt;Roma 'N' Bike&lt;/a&gt; e é inspirado no sucesso parisiense das centenas de milhar de &lt;a href="http://www.velib.paris.fr/"&gt;Vélib&lt;/a&gt;'s de uso público&lt;a href="http://www.velib.paris.fr/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. De notar que as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;pedaleiras&lt;/span&gt; parisienses e de barcelona são fabricadas em Portugal. Será que as de Roma também vão ser?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Noto também uma tendência na forma dos avanços na qualidade de vida se propagarem pela Europa. Começam  pelas Escandinávias, Benelux, Suíça e Áustria, depois chegam aos grandes da Europa (Alemanha, França, Reino Unido), depois chegam à Europa latina (Itália e Espanha) e depois ... faço figas &lt;a href="http://diario.iol.pt/sociedade/bicicletas-lisboa-camara-municipal-de-lisboa/961062-4071.html"&gt;para que algum dia chegue a Portugal&lt;/a&gt;. Queira a santa mão invisível e o preço do petróleo, já que o &lt;a href="http://www.bloco.org/index.php?Itemid=27&amp;amp;id=404&amp;amp;option=com_content&amp;amp;task=view"&gt;Manéle&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.portitv.com/v2/file/361-lisboadakar-2007.html"&gt;gosta&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.portitv.com/v2/file/19-a-paixao-pelos-ralis.html"&gt;é&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;a href="http://www.portitv.com/v2/file/487-grande-prmio-de-motonutica-f1-portugal.html"&gt;fumaceira &lt;/a&gt;e &lt;a href="http://www.portitv.com/v2/file/412-moto-expo-2007-em-portimo-show-de-mota.html"&gt;barulho&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-8411315166694751008?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/8411315166694751008/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=8411315166694751008' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8411315166694751008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/8411315166694751008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/para-mal-dos-pecados-da-helena-matos.html' title='Para mal dos pecados da Helena Matos'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SE_jjnC9nzI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/J7uOdxVIzF4/s72-c/cemusa1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2051498189180799714</id><published>2008-06-11T10:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T10:53:32.176+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Puxar-lhes pela língua</title><content type='html'>Nada como &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;amp;postID=7304770484244365193"&gt;fazê-lo&lt;/a&gt; para &lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2008/06/malthus-estava-correcto.html"&gt;aprender umas coisas&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2051498189180799714?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2051498189180799714/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2051498189180799714' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2051498189180799714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2051498189180799714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/puxar-lhes-pela-lngua.html' title='Puxar-lhes pela língua'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1669956176996815368</id><published>2008-06-11T10:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:22.435Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bófia'/><title type='text'>A culpa morre solteira?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://jn.sapo.pt/PaginaInicial/Policia/Interior.aspx?content_id=953181"&gt;&lt;span&gt;Um agente do Corpo de Intervenção da PSP poderá ser suspenso por ordem da IGAI, por supostamente ter usado violência excessiva contra manifestantes, no dia 25 de Abril do ano passado. O Ministério Público ilibou-o do mesmo caso. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;a href="http://jn.sapo.pt/PaginaInicial/Policia/Interior.aspx?content_id=953181"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;[...]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Para o DIAP o elemento do CI agiu dentro da lei, mas para a IGAI, que reconhece a intocável folha de serviço do agente, actuou com "prejuízo para os cidadãos atingidos", ou seja os manifestantes. O advogado do agente deverá recorrer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://cravadonocarmo.wordpress.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SE-a0m_2uGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LPvzzAxWoDM/s400/aan.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210553522503202914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span&gt;Lembremo-nos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;[...] &lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/02/faa-queixa-ao-ministerio-pblico.html"&gt;quando se fala sobre o mandato/legitimidade democráticos das forças ditas de segurança para deterem o monopólio de violência, está-se a falar da IGAI e da sua autoridade em regulá-las.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1669956176996815368?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1669956176996815368/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1669956176996815368' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1669956176996815368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1669956176996815368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/culpa-morre-solteira.html' title='A culpa morre solteira?'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SE-a0m_2uGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/LPvzzAxWoDM/s72-c/aan.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1291750143104947707</id><published>2008-06-09T17:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:22.489Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='urbanismo'/><title type='text'>Almareado</title><content type='html'>Uma reflecção, um comentário a uma notícia e um testemunho. E uma ligação a&lt;a href="http://almareios.blogspot.com/"&gt; um blogue que  descobri hoje.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frequentemente oiço de colegas lisboetas "Aljezur, Odeceixe? Ria Formosa? Para mim isso não é Algarve. Para mim Algarve é Quarteira, Albufeira, Praia da Rocha e Armação de Pêra!". Dá-me vontade de lhes dizer que para mim Lisboa não é Santa Luzia nem São Vicente de Fora.  É &lt;a href="http://fotos.sapo.pt/menos1carro/pic/000381s1"&gt;isto&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_zjTgpwRz90w/RvBAdyZCOCI/AAAAAAAAALU/BzvUttbJ0mI/s400/rua.jpg"&gt;isto&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://almareios.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-pessoal-de-lisboa-to-engraado-falar.html"&gt;isto&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas &lt;a href="http://www.readmetro.com/show/en/Lisbon/20080604/1/6/"&gt;notícias&lt;/a&gt; leio que os moradores da Avenida do Brasil exigem que os deixem estacionar no passeio à vontade e ameaçam cortar a estrada. Em primeiro lugar reparo no desvio da linguagem: quem acredite na notícia pode nem se aperceber que não são &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;os moradores&lt;/span&gt; que estão &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;em luta&lt;/span&gt;. São os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;donos e utilizadores de automóveis&lt;/span&gt; que pretendem lá estacionar! E desde quando comprar um carro deve dar automaticamente direito legal e gratuito à ocupação e danificação de uma área de 6 metros quadrados do espaço público, com direito a protecção da polícia?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já ontem, no arraial dos santos da minha zona 2 gorilas da psp, daqueles que andam a passear à noite e se vestem como militares das operações especiais, assistiam inertes ao estacionamento de carros e mais carros em cima de passeios já meio destruídos. Inertes, mas se eu sacasse do canivete para fazer usar a pintura como tela, estou certo que seriam lestos a actuar. É o que vale para o estado a propriedade pública e a privada.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1291750143104947707?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1291750143104947707/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1291750143104947707' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1291750143104947707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1291750143104947707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/almareado.html' title='Almareado'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2995682128812082002</id><published>2008-06-09T10:23:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:34:38.153+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='verídico'/><title type='text'>Retratos da globalização e do comércio livre</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Le Portugal le Portugal la joie au "le portugal". Olha tu és português, falas português, olha para mim. Foi a polícia, foram os polícias portugueses que deram este papel. Eu compro coisas, pulseiras barato, 20 cêntimos, 30 cêntimos e depois vendo às pessoas, aos turistas.  Eles  bateram-me na cara, olha aqui, disseram que eu tenho que pagar uma multa roubaram tudo o que eu tinha para vender, deram-me este papel. Disseram que tenho que ir embora. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Não lamentes, não foste tu que me bateste&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, eu só queria falar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2995682128812082002?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2995682128812082002/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2995682128812082002' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2995682128812082002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2995682128812082002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/retratos-da-globalizao-e-do-comrcio.html' title='Retratos da globalização e do comércio livre'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1689278444275851496</id><published>2008-06-09T10:03:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:22.567Z</updated><title type='text'>Companhia</title><content type='html'>Hoje &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SCrM01d9-4I/AAAAAAAAAYA/dewE-PLR5zI/s1600-h/trabalho-casa.jpg"&gt;não estava sozinho&lt;/a&gt;. Pela primeira vez em muitos meses, um companheiro ao meu lado. Não lhe dirigi o sorriso que me provocou mas se calhar devia tê-lo feito.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1689278444275851496?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1689278444275851496/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1689278444275851496' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1689278444275851496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1689278444275851496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/companhia.html' title='Companhia'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2169381930014125825</id><published>2008-06-09T09:58:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T10:00:48.351+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Haverá algo a funcionar menos bem?</title><content type='html'>É comum ouvir-se do discurso yuppie "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wvsboPUjrGc"&gt;eu adoro aquilo que faço&lt;/a&gt;"!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Porque é que os empregos que dão prazer são tão bem remunerados e os "empregos que ninguém quer" são tão mal pagos? Isto não significa há qualquer coisa na lei do mercado a funcionar mal?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2169381930014125825?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2169381930014125825/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2169381930014125825' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2169381930014125825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2169381930014125825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/haver-algo-funcionar-menos-bem.html' title='Haverá algo a funcionar menos bem?'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-7304770484244365193</id><published>2008-06-06T14:07:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:22.952Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='esquerda'/><title type='text'>Relato de um encontro de esquerdas reformistas</title><content type='html'>O teatro da trindade estava cheio, nem me deixaram entrar. Mandaram-me para o espaço Chiado, onde havia um ecrã gigante a transmitir tudo. Impressionante a quantidade de cabelos brancos na plateia, Helena Roseta de trombas e a não dançar inclusivé. A pita-tonta da Sic Notícias tentava entrevistar jovens sobre "qual é o problema da esquerda?" para o directo da praxe. O lugar era extremamente luxuoso e estava cheio também. A voz da Xana ouvia-se bem. Demasiado bem, cada gritinho desafinado, cada  plágio descarado das linhas de The Cure. Especialmente bem porque o resto da banda não se ouvia, o que terá feito com que aquela espera para guardar o lugar para ouvir o Manuel Alegre a dizer o que está sempre a dizer se tornasse uma torturante penitência.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com falta de paciência para resistir, fui-me embora comer uma sande. Na TV a senhora jornalista continuava a atropelar espectadores para chegar às figuras importantes da plateia e conseguir uma reacção sobre "o que é que acha sobre a direcção do partido não ter aprovado isto" , etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois veio uma entrevista com Miguel Urbano Rodrigues que fez valer a minha noite, ao ver a boca aberta da jornalista enquanto este octogenário com espinha a chocava repetidamente. O arquivo on-line da Sic Notícias é uma merda, por isso será difícil encontrá-la, mas garanto que valeria a pena vê-la. Interessante de verificar como o Poeta Alegre faz sempre aquele ar de extremamente indignado, de homem sério com séria prisão de ventre, enquanto enche a boca com o socialismo pouco depois de aprovar "privatizações encapotadas" junto ao seu partido, e como isto contrasta com o ar bonacheirão e bem disposto de Urbano Rodrigues, que dedicou a sua vida à luta pelo ideal, e no combate constante contra o sistema em que o Poeta alegremente participa e ajuda a construir (não obstante fazê-lo com ar de enfado).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SElPFYzX34I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Shiehp2B-f0/s400/mostra_fotografiaautor.asp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208781398006554498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Acerca do "encontro de esquerdas", de um potencial partido, da panaceia para deixar tudo mais ou menos como dantes, penso devia ter dado mais importância ao que disse Raoul Vaneigem, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"a Esperança é a trela da submissão"&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.: A entrevista pode ser encontrada &lt;a href="http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=5137723734380953069"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. Graças ao &lt;a href="http://citadino.blogspot.com/"&gt;Diogo,&lt;/a&gt; que a gravou e colocou na rede.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-7304770484244365193?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/7304770484244365193/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=7304770484244365193' title='24 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/7304770484244365193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/7304770484244365193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/relato-de-um-encontro-de-esquerdas.html' title='Relato de um encontro de esquerdas reformistas'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SElPFYzX34I/AAAAAAAAAaA/Shiehp2B-f0/s72-c/mostra_fotografiaautor.asp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>24</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-4851683594998199985</id><published>2008-06-06T12:06:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:23.182Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sociedade de consumo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ambiente'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poluição'/><title type='text'>Sacos de Plástico II</title><content type='html'>Já aqui tinha dado conta da estranha política de promoção do saco plástico da Sonae. &lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/03/sacos-de-plstico.html"&gt;Lembremo-nos&lt;/a&gt; que a cadeia de hipermercados de Belmiro de Azevedo, que em tanta campanha de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;greenwashing marketing&lt;/span&gt; investe, não só não faz o mínimo por uma eficaz redução da utilização de sacos descartáveis (ao contrário do MiniPreço, Lidl, Pingo Doce), como há meses boicotou e anulou activamente uma medida governamental que, na linha do que foi feito em muitos países da UE, seria eficaz para resolver o problema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SEkgTL5FMiI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hYwYQEtDWw0/s400/d2w.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208729958012498466" border="0" /&gt;Surge agora nos sacos impingidos aos clientes  nas lojas Modelo e Continente, em letras garrafais a designação DEGRADÁVEL, enquadrada em simbologia ecologista. Sacos plásticos degradáveis?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os milhões de toneladas de sacos que a cadeia vai continuar a usar são de &lt;a href="http://www.aervilhacorderosa.com/blog/2007/12/pela_taxa_sobre_os_sacos_de_pl.html#comment-44810"&gt;Polietileno de Alta Densidade&lt;/a&gt; (também está escrito nos sacos, mas em letras que é preciso ver à lupa), um polímero derivado de petróleo, semelhante ao dos outros sacos, ao qual é acrescentado um aditivo, chamado d2w (patenteado e produzido em exclusividade por uma empresa britânica), que permite que o saco se desfaça em ambiente oxigenado por um mecanismo cuja descrição se pode encontrar &lt;a href="http://www.focus-fen.net/index.php?id=n142385"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;. Da "degradação" resultam, entre fragmentos de polietileno e dióxido de carbono, alguns metais pesados, Níquel em particular, que se entranhará nos solos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E assim se pauta a responsabilidade ambiental empresarial. Entrava-se uma medida que eliminaria  de facto o verdadeiro problema (a produção e utilização de plástico descartável) para se fazer uma campanha acerca de uma "solução" que muda muito pouco, aumentando até os custos ambientais associados à produção e transporte.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Ps.: Se algum químico ler isto, gostava que me explicasse se a adição deste catalisador não irá dar ao mesmo que queimar os sacos, já que consome oxigénio e liberta CO2.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-4851683594998199985?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/4851683594998199985/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=4851683594998199985' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4851683594998199985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4851683594998199985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/sacos-de-plstico-ii.html' title='Sacos de Plástico II'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SEkgTL5FMiI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/hYwYQEtDWw0/s72-c/d2w.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-4227040183096384107</id><published>2008-06-05T11:24:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:23.426Z</updated><title type='text'>Jornalismo de Causas II - Violência Pessoal</title><content type='html'>Continua &lt;a href="http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/04/jornalismo-de-causas.html"&gt;a preocupante promoção pela parte dos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;media&lt;/span&gt; aos cursos de &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;violência pessoal&lt;/span&gt;*&lt;/a&gt;, com a  desculpa do fenómeno artificialmente empolado dos assaltos a carros (ou como se diz em americano,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;carjacking&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ainda estou para perceber porque é que este &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flagelo&lt;/span&gt;, que afectou 1 em cada 10 000 portugueses donos de BMW's, Audi's e Mercedes directamente em 2007, tem que afectar 1 em cada 1 português todos os dias através da insistência dos media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Também gostava de saber onde é que está o passo lógico que permite deduzir que um curso de combate corpo a corpo pode aumentar a segurança de um automobilista quando, num estacionamento ou num semáforo, um ou dois assaltantes munidos com armas de fogo* lhe pedem as chaves do carro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.readmetro.com/show/en/Lisbon/20080605/1/6/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SEfCAE7U_DI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-vUv2nXiTBY/s400/17597_20080605_Lisbon_06.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208344800655637554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*a expressão não é minha, é do próprio &lt;a href="http://www.readmetro.com/show/en/Lisbon/20080605/1/6/"&gt;Vitor Pedrosa Gomes, presidente da Associação de Defesa Pessoal de Portugal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ao que parece, é o que acontece em 80% dos casos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-4227040183096384107?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/4227040183096384107/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=4227040183096384107' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4227040183096384107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/4227040183096384107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/06/jornalismo-de-causas-ii-violncia.html' title='Jornalismo de Causas II - Violência Pessoal'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SEfCAE7U_DI/AAAAAAAAAZw/-vUv2nXiTBY/s72-c/17597_20080605_Lisbon_06.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-3443930724140286351</id><published>2008-05-30T15:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-30T15:59:06.521+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O que pode correr mal numa convergência de esquerdas burguesas (2)</title><content type='html'>Deixarem a Helena Roseta dançar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="283" height="236"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/iqfWb8DIoxs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/iqfWb8DIoxs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="283" height="236"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-3443930724140286351?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/3443930724140286351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=3443930724140286351' title='13 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3443930724140286351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3443930724140286351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-que-pode-correr-mal-numa-convergncia_30.html' title='O que pode correr mal numa convergência de esquerdas burguesas (2)'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-9205321186879236334</id><published>2008-05-30T14:12:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:23.742Z</updated><title type='text'>Especulação e armazenamento</title><content type='html'>&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2008/05/especulao_29.html"&gt;Está a falhar-me alguma coisa?&lt;br /&gt;Sim, a condição "se não houver acumulação de stocks".&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2008/POLITICS/05/16/bush.saudi.arabia/index.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; width: 242px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SD_-PSD2JHI/AAAAAAAAAZo/IRb-72MRUXU/s320/oiltanks.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5206159232763044978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Será que essa condição pode ser colocada, &lt;a href="http://www.haloscan.com/comments/xatoo/2376087592953289041/?a=41496#316072"&gt;neste caso&lt;/a&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-9205321186879236334?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/9205321186879236334/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=9205321186879236334' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/9205321186879236334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/9205321186879236334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/especulao-e-armazenamento.html' title='Especulação e armazenamento'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SD_-PSD2JHI/AAAAAAAAAZo/IRb-72MRUXU/s72-c/oiltanks.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1688621544862193584</id><published>2008-05-29T19:04:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-29T19:11:07.941+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Não há almoço grátis</title><content type='html'>Alguns colegas que se gabavam há uns meses de terem ganho 4 euros por cada 1 que investiram em acções da Galp, hoje queixam-se do aumento súbito dos preços da gasolina.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1688621544862193584?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1688621544862193584/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1688621544862193584' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1688621544862193584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1688621544862193584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/no-h-almoo-grtis.html' title='Não há almoço grátis'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-7750718133430700112</id><published>2008-05-29T17:41:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:24.401Z</updated><title type='text'>O que pode correr mal numa convergência de esquerdas burguesas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x3kbiq_alegrefrio_news"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 237px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SD7c_iD2JGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZHw5ZZ_qIT0/s400/cartaz1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5205841203319678050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ar condicionado do Teatro da Trindade está em condições?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-7750718133430700112?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/7750718133430700112/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=7750718133430700112' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/7750718133430700112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/7750718133430700112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/o-que-pode-correr-mal-numa-convergncia.html' title='O que pode correr mal numa convergência de esquerdas burguesas'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SD7c_iD2JGI/AAAAAAAAAZg/ZHw5ZZ_qIT0/s72-c/cartaz1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-2808432159281013482</id><published>2008-05-26T11:47:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:24.664Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='a direita liberal ama o Estado acima de tudo'/><title type='text'>Vícios liberais</title><content type='html'>Se há coisa que os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;liberais&lt;/span&gt; portugueses gostam é de que os impostos dos outros lhes paguem os vícios. &lt;a href="http://derterrorist.blogs.sapo.pt/502469.html"&gt;Como o do carro.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://zerodeconduta.blogs.sapo.pt/612761.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 222px; height: 166px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDvZiSD2JFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/gf_yU5f_H2k/s320/VW-tuareg.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5204992977343489106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zerodeconduta.blogs.sapo.pt/612761.html"&gt;[o jipe alemão do portas não bebe gasosa espanhola]&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://zerodeconduta.blogspot.com/2007/09/olha-olha-quando-so-os-uvas-e-os-toms.html"&gt;... e o do râguebi&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-2808432159281013482?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/2808432159281013482/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=2808432159281013482' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2808432159281013482'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/2808432159281013482'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/vcios-liberais.html' title='Vícios liberais'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDvZiSD2JFI/AAAAAAAAAZY/gf_yU5f_H2k/s72-c/VW-tuareg.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-7531377781323386852</id><published>2008-05-23T17:39:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:25.070Z</updated><title type='text'>Piratarias (5) - Negativland</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;  width: 253px; height: 247px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDbzXiD2JEI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/EwukzzTXUQM/s400/u2-fr4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203614005078664258" border="0" /&gt;Eis a capa do single U2 dos &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Negativland"&gt;NegativLand&lt;/a&gt;, caso de estudo dos direitos de propriedade intelectual. Foi lançado em 1991, e fez com que a banda fosse imediatamente processada pela Island Records, a editora da banda homónima.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A sua resposta foi, no mínimo, criativa: dois dos seus membros, &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mark_Hosler" class="mw-redirect" title="Mark Hosler"&gt;Mark Hosler&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Don_Joyce" title="Don Joyce"&gt;Don Joyce&lt;/a&gt;, em serviço como jornalistas da &lt;i&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Mondo_2000" title="Mondo 2000"&gt;Mondo 2000&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, entrevistaram o guitarrista e autor &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Edge&lt;/span&gt;, acerca da tourné &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zoo_TV_Tour" title="Zoo TV Tour"&gt;Zoo TV Tour&lt;/a&gt;, em que grandes quantidades de excertos de informação proprietária eram projectados como parte do espectáculo (imagens de TV, marcas, sons,etc. ). Depois de ouvirem &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Edge &lt;/span&gt;afirmar-se averso ao carácter ilegal da re-utilização de material proprietário durante algum tempo revelaram-se, a meio da entrevista, como membros de NegativLand - a banda com um mega-processo em cima, supostamente em defesa dos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;seus &lt;/span&gt;direitos de autor.  A Island Records afirmara em tribunal que os U2 nunca haviam autorizado a utilização do seu trabalho. &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The Edge&lt;/span&gt;, o autor, desmentiu-o.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/officialnegativland"&gt;NegativLand&lt;/a&gt; estiveram este fim de semana em Portugal, em Serralves e na Faculdade de Letras no Porto, no ZDB em Lisboa. Também estiveram em Faro*, mas não a tocar. Vieram dar uma conferência sobre a temática do &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;fair use&lt;/span&gt;, da propriedade intelectual e dos direitos de autor, temática em que tiveram, um pouco empurrados, que se tornar especialistas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*Pedi a um amigo que assistiu à conferência para escrever um pequeno resumo. Se ele tiver tempo para fazê-lo, coloco-o aqui.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-7531377781323386852?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/7531377781323386852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=7531377781323386852' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/7531377781323386852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/7531377781323386852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/piratarias-5-negativland.html' title='Piratarias (5) - Negativland'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDbzXiD2JEI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/EwukzzTXUQM/s72-c/u2-fr4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-5755371296140891209</id><published>2008-05-23T12:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T12:51:31.843+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='espaço'/><title type='text'>Quer ser o primeiro astronauta português?</title><content type='html'>Tem mais de 1000 horas de vôo aos comandos de aeronaves de alto desempenho?&lt;br /&gt;É doutorado numa universidade prestigiada em área relevante?&lt;br /&gt;Pratica desporto de alta competição de forma semi-profissional?&lt;br /&gt;A sua visão é excelente, e é detentor de uma saúde e robustez física invejáveis?&lt;br /&gt;Tem mais de 27 anos, e dedicou a sua vida adulta à pesquisa sobre o Espaço?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, não hesite ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aliás,  ...  espere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disse que era português? Nacional de Portugal? Do país que menos contribui para o orçamento da ESA? E que está com os pagamentos em atraso há vários anos? Então esqueça e não ligue a &lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1328945"&gt;estes disparates&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-5755371296140891209?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/5755371296140891209/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=5755371296140891209' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5755371296140891209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5755371296140891209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/quer-ser-o-primeiro-astronauta-portugus.html' title='Quer ser o primeiro astronauta português?'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-3030240948098490594</id><published>2008-05-23T12:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T12:12:37.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pirataria (4) - Instituto Superior Técnico</title><content type='html'>A papelaria &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;Leo&lt;/span&gt;, no Largo do Leão, Praça do Chile, Lisboa, devia ser agraciada como instituição de utilidade pública nacional. Todos os anos fornecem livros (ilegalmente) fotocopiados aos milhares de estudantes de engenharia do Instituto Superior Técnico. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por vezes, confrontados com os preços exorbitantes da bibliografia oficial de uma cadeira ou com o facto desta pura e simplesmente não se encontrar à venda nem disponível nas bibliotecas, os professores sorriam e perguntavam: "então não conhece a papelaria dos indianos?". E tinham razão: certas encadernações que lá comprava eram exclusivas. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duvido que haja sequer um engenheiro formado do IST que não tenha pelo menos meia dúzia de encadernações deles - seria inconcebível que cada aluno gastasse os milhares de euros da bibliografia dos cursos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É enorme a contribuição dos piratas indianos para o avanço técnico-científico da nação.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-3030240948098490594?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/3030240948098490594/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=3030240948098490594' title='9 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3030240948098490594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3030240948098490594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/pirataria-4-instituto-superior-tcnico.html' title='Pirataria (4) - Instituto Superior Técnico'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1672584955817961592</id><published>2008-05-20T13:08:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:26.037Z</updated><title type='text'>Pirataria (3) - de volta aos anos oitenta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://wlrr.blogspot.com/2008/02/h-algumas-dcadas-indstria-fonogrfica.html"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 338px; height: 253px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDK_gld9-_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/SUsdMOnKvGE/s400/hf_homeTaping.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202431086100872178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eis o  ícone e o mote da &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Home_Taping_is_Killing_Music"&gt;campanha&lt;/a&gt; que a Associação Fonográfica Britânica lançou nos anos oitenta. O problema nessa altura era que os adolescentes andavam a copiar  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cassetes&lt;/span&gt; , e as consequências eram, claro, que os pobres artistas esfaimavam. Obviamente a campanha vinha associada a duras leis estatais e se bem me lembro foi desde essa altura que passámos a pagar &lt;a href="http://dissidentex.wordpress.com/category/direitos-de-autor/bibliotecas/"&gt;um imposto extra&lt;/a&gt; pelas &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cassetes&lt;/span&gt; virgens por causa das pobres editoras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;  width: 197px; height: 177px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDK_51d9_AI/AAAAAAAAAZA/sHzZXaj77jM/s400/homesewing.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202431519892569090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDLA3ld9_BI/AAAAAAAAAZI/kR4Qs-YGM00/s400/homecooking.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202432580749491218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1672584955817961592?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1672584955817961592/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1672584955817961592' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1672584955817961592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1672584955817961592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/pirataria-3-de-volta-aos-anos-80.html' title='Pirataria (3) - de volta aos anos oitenta'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDK_gld9-_I/AAAAAAAAAY4/SUsdMOnKvGE/s72-c/hf_homeTaping.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-1664723066454788352</id><published>2008-05-20T12:54:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:26.323Z</updated><title type='text'>Pirataria (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://xkcd.com/294/"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDK8eld9--I/AAAAAAAAAYw/gAeffXd6qpk/s400/bookstore.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202427753206250466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUERRA É PAZ, LIBERDADE É ESCRAVATURA, IGNORÂNCIA É FORÇA, PARTILHAR É ROUBAR!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"In England, home tape recording is eroding the industry to such an extent - and this is not an exaggeration - that in two or three years there may not be an idustry."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Brian Robertson, Presidente da &lt;a href="http://www.cria.ca/"&gt;CRIA&lt;/a&gt;, 11/1982.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-1664723066454788352?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/1664723066454788352/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=1664723066454788352' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1664723066454788352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/1664723066454788352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/pirataria-2.html' title='Pirataria (2)'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDK8eld9--I/AAAAAAAAAYw/gAeffXd6qpk/s72-c/bookstore.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-681447684590479542</id><published>2008-05-20T12:17:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:26.559Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='direitos de autor'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='propriedade'/><title type='text'>Piratarias</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; " src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDKz61d9-8I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ABvcsDaO3Aw/s320/l_6c56e55dccfec0975179a4edee4b0569.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202418342932904898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://ktreta.blogspot.com/2008/05/piratarias.html"&gt;Daqui a uns anos os meus filhos vão andar com leitores portáteis de música e vídeo com milhares de canções e filmes. Vão ligar os aparelhos aos dos amigos e partilhar ficheiros como nós trocávamos cromos ou emprestávamos lápis. Nunca os adolescentes verão isso como um acto criminoso. Mas vão chamar-lhes ladrões e dizer por todo o lado que é crime. Para proteger um negócio obsoleto ensinam a uma geração que a lei é arbitrária, sem sentido e não merece respeito.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Toda a gente que  tenha legalmente comprado um DVD já deve ter reparado que é &lt;b&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.iwouldntsteal.net/"&gt;forçada&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt; a ver um vídeo arrogantemente paternalista que ensina que partilhar o seu conteúdo é equivalente a espancar uma velhinha para lhe roubar a mala. Quando digo é forçada, não estou a exagerar: os DVD's têm um sistema de bloqueio que impossibilita passar esse vídeo para a frente, e ... adivinhem ... é crime modificá-los para o possibilitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="213" height="178"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/-KEeGkLzOeI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/-KEeGkLzOeI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="213" height="178"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; A nojenta campanha anti-partilha teve felizmente uma resposta à altura da parte dos &lt;a href="http://www.iwouldntsteal.net/"&gt;Verdes Europeus&lt;/a&gt;. Esta espécie de partido social democrata não tem no entanto acesso aos métodos monopolistas totalitários que as corporações do &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;livre comércio&lt;/span&gt; têm para fazer chegar a sua mensagem ao público. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="213" height="178"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qmXv3naV_IQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qmXv3naV_IQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="213" height="178"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No admirável mundo a ditadura totalitária ("partilhar é mau, comprar é bom") é imposta pelo livre mercado corporativo. E a execução das suas ordens e desejos fica a cargo do &lt;a href="http://www.rna.pt/site/modules.php?name=News&amp;file=article&amp;sid=15381"&gt;Estado&lt;/a&gt;, o melhor amigo do capitalismo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-681447684590479542?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/681447684590479542/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=681447684590479542' title='14 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/681447684590479542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/681447684590479542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/piratarias.html' title='Piratarias'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDKz61d9-8I/AAAAAAAAAYg/ABvcsDaO3Aw/s72-c/l_6c56e55dccfec0975179a4edee4b0569.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-3089306845941282869</id><published>2008-05-20T10:15:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:27.160Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bicicletas'/><title type='text'>Este blogue participa</title><content type='html'>... &lt;a href="http://o-povo-vai-nu.blogspot.com/"&gt;no boicote às gasolineiras&lt;/a&gt;. Sempre  participou :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDKYFld9-7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/lA2OShJ_k7w/s320/00004836_10423.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202387741290920882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta menina hoje de manhã &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bicycle_performance"&gt;trouxe-me ao trabalho em 5 minutos&lt;/a&gt;. Pelo caminho papei duas filas de trânsito de 500 metros.&lt;br /&gt;Participe você também. Pode ser &lt;a href="http://100diasdebicicletaemlisboaapoio.blogspot.com/2008/01/relatos-de-quem-j-pedala-diariamente-na.html"&gt;que lhe tome o gosto&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps.: Eu pedalo a 200 &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AKdwx_zJMLM"&gt;carros/hora&lt;/a&gt;. E você?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-3089306845941282869?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/3089306845941282869/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=3089306845941282869' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3089306845941282869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/3089306845941282869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/este-blogue-participa.html' title='Este blogue participa'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDKYFld9-7I/AAAAAAAAAYY/lA2OShJ_k7w/s72-c/00004836_10423.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-7509769967315900532</id><published>2008-05-19T19:03:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:28.414Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='estudantes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cultura'/><title type='text'>Museum Nacht</title><content type='html'>As &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JQsRKgsDSLo&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;"Museumnachten"&lt;/a&gt; são verdadeiramente galvanizantes na Holanda. &lt;a href="http://n8.nl/2007/"&gt;Nessas&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.rotterdamsemuseumnacht.nl/"&gt;noites&lt;/a&gt; em que os museus, palácios e universidades estão abertos pela noite fora, com exposições e actividades que abrangem também o espaço à sua volta, por um bilhete único de 25 euros os estudantes universitários são os mais visíveis a ocupar as ruas, vagueando de exposição em exposição. Verdadeiros eventos culturais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Em Lisboa deu-se uma &lt;a href="http://iaoeoai.blogspot.com/2008/05/18-de-maio-o-dia-internacional-dos.html"&gt;Noite dos Museus&lt;/a&gt; este fim de semana, Sábado dia 17. Não custava 25 euros. Era gratuita.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://iaoeoai.blogspot.com/2008/05/18-de-maio-o-dia-internacional-dos.html"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.ipmuseus.pt/Gallery/PT/Noticias/f55d0d7b-48e0-4c6a-8ccd-30c060467f48.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não galvanizou os estudantes lisboetas. Estavam, suponho, a enfrascar-se violentamente ao som de um Quim Barreiros no encerramento das festas da muito mais promovida &lt;a href="http://programadefestas.wordpress.com/2008/04/24/semana-academica-de-lisboa-2008/"&gt;semana académica&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDHFa1d9-5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/3HZXXcdcLxk/s320/acad.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;[O orgulho da mães portugas: traje tradicional,  canudo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;devidamente abençoado &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;e capacidade de beber 8 canecas antes de se bolsar]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Afinal, há que festejar: &lt;a href="http://ww1.rtp.pt/noticias/index.php?headline=98&amp;amp;visual=25&amp;amp;article=346774&amp;amp;tema=1&amp;amp;pagina=&amp;amp;palavra=&amp;amp;ver=1"&gt;abençoaram-se nesse dia as fitas&lt;/a&gt;, com mais orgulhosas a chorarem baba e ranho por verem os petizes formados, instruídos, cultos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-7509769967315900532?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/7509769967315900532/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=7509769967315900532' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/7509769967315900532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/7509769967315900532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/museum-nacht.html' title='Museum Nacht'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SDHFa1d9-5I/AAAAAAAAAYI/3HZXXcdcLxk/s72-c/acad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7907529755139703292.post-5109577735378738682</id><published>2008-05-14T12:08:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T20:31:28.863Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bicicletas'/><title type='text'>Pedalar em Lisboa, Portimão e Leiden</title><content type='html'>Do lugar onde moro neste momento para o meu local de trabalho não existe forma de chegar de bicicleta sem passar por uma estrada de duas faixas em cada sentido. &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SCrM01d9-4I/AAAAAAAAAYA/dewE-PLR5zI/s1600-h/trabalho-casa.jpg"&gt;A forma mais directa&lt;/a&gt; é através de uma de três faixas (em que, note-se, é proibido andar a mais de 50km/h). Não tenho nem nunca tive um automóvel, e a bicicleta é a forma mais confortável (também para a carteira) que tenho para me deslocar. Toda a gente com que falo que em Lisboa ou Portimão a utiliza concorda que não são as subidas e descidas um problema para quem conhece minimamente o relevo das ruas. E todos apontam um e só um problema em andar de bicicleta nas cidades portuguesas: o risco de acidente, que advém de um urbanismo de vias com muitas faixas e muitas rotundas com semáforos, que o estado construiu para convidar os automobilistas a viajarem a grandes velocidades. As coisas estão preparadas para se viajar 30 segundos a 100 km/h de um semáforo até ao outro e depois esperar 5 minutos até que fique verde; em vez de ter um transito mais lento mas mais fluido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SCrLzFd9-3I/AAAAAAAAAX4/2K9iPZCtyP4/s1600-h/biking+in+amsterdam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 366px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SCrLzFd9-3I/AAAAAAAAAX4/2K9iPZCtyP4/s400/biking+in+amsterdam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200192798254300018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motivado pela irritação do último post decidi ilustrar o equipamento necessário para fazer face às adversidades naturais ao uso da bicicleta em Amesterdão e em Lisboa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7907529755139703292-5109577735378738682?l=nadirdostempos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/feeds/5109577735378738682/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7907529755139703292&amp;postID=5109577735378738682' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5109577735378738682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7907529755139703292/posts/default/5109577735378738682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://nadirdostempos.blogspot.com/2008/05/pedalar-em-lisboa-portimo-e-leiden.html' title='Pedalar em Lisboa, Portimão e Leiden'/><author><name>Tárique</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16448064393931793906</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_2m413SdHjR4/SCrLzFd9-3I/AAAAAAAAAX4/2K9iPZCtyP4/s72-c/biking+in+amsterdam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
