<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955</id><updated>2012-02-16T12:28:38.482Z</updated><category term='bloggers'/><category term='Leituras'/><category term='no feminino'/><category term='música'/><category term='in the 80&apos;s'/><category term='luxúria'/><category term='Free Trade'/><category term='Nemov'/><category term='coelho'/><category term='Links'/><category term='Citações'/><category term='capinhas'/><category term='ambiente'/><category term='humano'/><category term='arquitectura e engenharia'/><category term='imagens do espaço'/><category term='eleições'/><category term='humor'/><category term='teenager revive'/><category term='blogues'/><category term='galãs no cinema'/><category term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category term='televisão'/><category term='Beleza'/><category term='soul divas'/><category term='divino'/><category term='videos'/><category term='na cozinha'/><category term='Filmes'/><category term='estética'/><category term='educação'/><category term='Quinta-feira com...'/><category term='quiz'/><category term='economia'/><category term='Lx2007'/><category term='impostos'/><category term='imprensa'/><category term='Europa'/><category term='blogger'/><category term='Cultura'/><category term='História'/><category term='coisas de Estado'/><category term='Pensamento Político e Social'/><category term='ler os outros'/><category term='big brother is watching you'/><category term='Arte'/><category term='saúde'/><category term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><category term='quotidiano'/><category term='Euro2008'/><category term='livros'/><category term='referendo'/><category term='Liberdade'/><title type='text'>19 meses depois</title><subtitle type='html'>um blogue socialmente consciente 
emocionalmente irresponsável

19mesesdepois@gmail.com</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>aL</name><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><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>1893</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-79252834815119641</id><published>2009-03-24T22:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-03-24T22:39:08.941Z</updated><title type='text'>Um até já</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Despeço-me do 19 meses depois oficialmente, já que há muito aqui não venho. À aL o meu agradecimento pelo convite e pelos bons momentos de blogue.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Quem sabe se no futuro, quando tempo houver, não nos cruzemos de novo por este mundo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-79252834815119641?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/79252834815119641/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=79252834815119641&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/79252834815119641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/79252834815119641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2009/03/um-ate-ja.html' title='Um até já'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-312325792411157297</id><published>2008-12-23T15:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-12-23T15:10:25.380Z</updated><title type='text'>No espírito da época</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="244" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kv7SttbcHIk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&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/kv7SttbcHIk&amp;hl=pt-br&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Kris Kristofferson_Jesus was a capricorn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;um dos meus encontros musicais (e não só) deste ano&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-312325792411157297?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/312325792411157297/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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{parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SUhG3cjTnxI/AAAAAAAAAus/wA1kbRD0j20/s1600-h/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 193px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SUhG3cjTnxI/AAAAAAAAAus/wA1kbRD0j20/s400/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5280548481462935314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6926642924979599293?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6926642924979599293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6926642924979599293&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6926642924979599293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6926642924979599293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/12/momentos-nicos.html' title='Momentos únicos'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SUhG3cjTnxI/AAAAAAAAAus/wA1kbRD0j20/s72-c/Sem+t%C3%ADtulo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-7279941655464690296</id><published>2008-12-03T12:40:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-03T12:44:57.660Z</updated><title type='text'>Odetta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/STZ-smvyJlI/AAAAAAAAAuk/pIJ80EwH4V4/s1600-h/03odetta_600a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 221px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/STZ-smvyJlI/AAAAAAAAAuk/pIJ80EwH4V4/s400/03odetta_600a.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5275543318291424850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; font-family: Arial; font-size: 18px; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JaTTm2F57pc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;What a Friend We Have In Jesus&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 16px; "&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7279941655464690296?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7279941655464690296/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7279941655464690296&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7279941655464690296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7279941655464690296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/12/odetta.html' title='Odetta'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/STZ-smvyJlI/AAAAAAAAAuk/pIJ80EwH4V4/s72-c/03odetta_600a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-847818228999512418</id><published>2008-12-02T00:11:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-12-02T00:12:23.957Z</updated><title type='text'>Rituais de fronteira</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/cait2kbqryk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/cait2kbqryk&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-847818228999512418?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/847818228999512418/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=847818228999512418&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/847818228999512418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/847818228999512418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/12/rituais-de-fronteira.html' title='Rituais de fronteira'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-7506855055203422028</id><published>2008-11-28T22:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-28T22:45:13.388Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='na cozinha'/><title type='text'>Um post directamente da cozinha </title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/REHbgBPkvEE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/REHbgBPkvEE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7506855055203422028?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7506855055203422028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7506855055203422028&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7506855055203422028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7506855055203422028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/11/um-post-directamente-da-cozinha_28.html' title='Um &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt; directamente da &lt;a href=&quot;http://oesturrico.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;cozinha &lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-1826403130074003959</id><published>2008-11-19T21:28:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-11-19T21:33:50.301Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='televisão'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento Político e Social'/><title type='text'>Keep me busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/thewire/"&gt;The Wire&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/biglove/"&gt;Big Love&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/thewire/"&gt;The Wire&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/films/johnadams/"&gt;John Adams&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&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/14661955-1826403130074003959?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/1826403130074003959/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=1826403130074003959&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1826403130074003959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1826403130074003959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/11/keep-me-busy.html' title='Keep me busy'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-7577936220817530507</id><published>2008-11-12T11:10:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-12T11:15:03.312Z</updated><title type='text'>E a lei o que diz?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A história da bandeira Nazi no parlamento da Madeira está a ser politizada da pior maneira, isto é, partidariamente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mim só me interessa uma coisa: a legalidade de tudo o que aconteceu, desde o desfraldar da bandeira até este momento em que o plenário continua suspenso. Quem violou a lei deve ser castigado. Mas isto ninguém clarifica. Preferimos estar aqui com rodriguinhos, de apontar o dedo ao deputado ou à maioria do PSD ou ao Presidente da República. Mas 90% desconhece o que a Lei diz (eu incluído) e não sabe o que foi ilegal ou não nisto tudo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O desfraldar da bandeira foi ilegal? Por ser a bandeira que é ou por ser dentro do plenário? Aplica-se a Lei civil ou um qualquer regulamento interno ou código de deputado (se isso existe)? A interrupção pela maioria é legal? Impedir um deputado de entrar no local para qual foi eleito por seguranças privados, é legal ou não? Quais as competências exactas do Presidente da República neste caso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7577936220817530507?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7577936220817530507/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7577936220817530507&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7577936220817530507'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7577936220817530507'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/11/e-lei-o-que-diz.html' title='E a lei o que diz?'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-3942131893530190091</id><published>2008-11-07T19:50:00.007Z</published><updated>2008-11-07T20:41:09.815Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Liberdade'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='coisas de Estado'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento Político e Social'/><title type='text'>Equal Rights For All, Special Privileges For None*</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SRQ4sGMsbNI/AAAAAAAAAt8/DR_Cnhjy1Q8/s1600-h/obama34_16959007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265896194532207826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SRQ4sGMsbNI/AAAAAAAAAt8/DR_Cnhjy1Q8/s400/obama34_16959007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt; &lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;A vitória de Obama nas eleições foi sem dúvida um grande truinfo para todos aqueles que durante décadas lutaram pela plenitude dos direitos civicos nos EUA. [Não deixa de ser curioso ser durante a Administração W. Bush que se elege o primeiro Presidente negro, a mesma administração que nomeou como Secretários de Estado os primeiros afro-americanos, sendo um deles a segunda mulher a ocupar o cargo. Poderá parecer um dado irrelevante, mas é também indicador de uma mudança cultural, de como os afro-americanos olham para si mesmos e como são olhados pelos outros. &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;In America, a men can really be that ever he wants, even if he wants to be the President&lt;/span&gt;]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Contudo este grande passo na concretização dessa permissa inscrita na &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;Declaration of Independence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;, de que "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;All men are are created equal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'times new roman';"&gt;" eclipsou o passo atrás que foram os referendos sobre o casamento entre pessoas do mesmo sexo. Nos vários estados onde a proposta que viria a concretizar a enunciação de Thomas Jefferson de "direitos iguais para todos, privilégios para ninguém", foi recusada mantendo o casamento civil como o privilégio de apenas alguns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;Thomas Jefferson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;[aL]&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/14661955-3942131893530190091?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3942131893530190091/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3942131893530190091&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3942131893530190091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3942131893530190091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/11/equal-rights-for-all-special-privileges.html' title='Equal Rights For All, Special Privileges For None*'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SRQ4sGMsbNI/AAAAAAAAAt8/DR_Cnhjy1Q8/s72-c/obama34_16959007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-1233774685501270437</id><published>2008-11-07T11:57:00.006Z</published><updated>2008-11-07T12:28:17.785Z</updated><title type='text'>2009, ano de eleições em Portugal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Para o ano há eleições legislativas. Definitivamente o meu desejo é tudo menos maioria absoluta do PS de Sócrates. A alternativa passa pelo PSD mas alguns sinais são preocupantes (já lá vamos). Quando Cavaco ganhou a presidência ouvi falar estupidamente em risco para a democracia. O risco neste momento para democracia vem de Sócrates. Falo do enfraquecer da democracia, do valor fudamental que é a liberdade de escolha seja em que quadrante for da sociedade. O PS no governo é neste momento uma força de uniformização que não me agrada. Tudo igual, tudo supostamente limpo, tecnológico, politicamente militar, populista e estatizante. Isso a mim não me interessa. Recuso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;###&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;A preocupação com silêncio de Ferreira Leite também não mexe muito comigo. Não quero políticos constantemente a falar, cosntantemente em campanha como a maior parte deles. Nesses aspecto gosto do silêncio do PSD neste momento. Mas é também certo que está a chegar o momento de apresentar concretamente o que se pretende. As mudanças que Portugal precisa são de fundo, não são de imediatismos bacocos como o Magalhães ou o aumento rídiculo do salário mínimo, por isso me afasto das novidades semanais que o Governo apresenta. Elas não são novidades, são propaganda, publicidade, que tão depressa causam impacto como se desvanecem na semana a seguir sem efeitos positivos para os cidadãos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O meu desejo é transparência em todos os procesos governativos e políticos e isso só se consegue com reforma prioritária da Justiça. O resto das políticas , Educação, Economia, Finanças, etc, só evoluirão positivamente com a força da transparência e uma classe política nova (não renovada, não acredito em messias, acredito em gente que já lá anda há muito mas que é afastada do primeiro plano de decisões).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Seria lógico se eu disesse que Ferreira Leite vai ser a minha escolha mas não o posso afirmar já. Alguns sinais são maus, como por exemplo a candidatura de Santana Lopes a Lisboa. Um partido candidato ao governo não pode menosprezar as autárquicas e tem de ter um projecto claro para essas eleições também. Um projecto nacional e regional bem definido e que reme no mesmo sentido: uma profunda reforma do sistema político em Portugal que passa pela justiça e transparência de todos os processos decisivos do país, regiões e cidades.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um grande obstáculo para que um debate sério político em Portugal aconteça vem da Comunicação Social. A qualidade dos média está muito em baixo, o profissionalismo caiu e de que maneira nos últimos anos. Escondidos quase todos numa suposta neutralidade, os órgãos da Comunicação Social seguem agendas políticas. Abertamente ou não encomendadas já nem é importante. O facto é que seguem. Seria muito melhor como acontece em muitos países da Europa e do Mundo que cada jornal, rádio ou telivisão esclarecesse as suas posições políticas, as suas preferências. Não me chocaria que um jornal viesse a público dizer que apoiava Sócrates ou outro qualquer para as eleições. Choca-me mais não o afirmarem e ver a diferença de tratamento que dão a uns e a outros.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Falta em Portugal um clima saudável para discutir-se política. Talvez esse seja o grande combate que o país deveria enfrentar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-1233774685501270437?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/1233774685501270437/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=1233774685501270437&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1233774685501270437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1233774685501270437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/11/2009-ano-de-eleies-em-portugal.html' title='2009, ano de eleições em Portugal'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-5886061389041531713</id><published>2008-11-07T10:51:00.008Z</published><updated>2008-11-07T11:04:21.210Z</updated><title type='text'>Mitologia moderna 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Prometeu, antigo colaborador aqui do &lt;strong&gt;19 meses depois&lt;/strong&gt;, enviou-me &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.boston.com/bigpicture/2008/11/the_next_president_of_the_unit.html"&gt;um link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; com mais imagens de Obama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeVNNamsI/AAAAAAAACv4/eL5NFq4-pX4/s1600-h/obama09_16602245.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265867213974969026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 284px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeVNNamsI/AAAAAAAACv4/eL5NFq4-pX4/s400/obama09_16602245.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeSVrbUNI/AAAAAAAACvw/6Z7suEbIMLM/s1600-h/obama11_16544793.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265867164708720850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 263px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeSVrbUNI/AAAAAAAACvw/6Z7suEbIMLM/s400/obama11_16544793.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeM5Swq3I/AAAAAAAACvo/yV83nnwQeAU/s1600-h/obama15_16682787.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265867071189724018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeM5Swq3I/AAAAAAAACvo/yV83nnwQeAU/s400/obama15_16682787.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeJ5glyYI/AAAAAAAACvg/Oc-27_ba4c4/s1600-h/obama18_16547289.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265867019708123522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 242px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeJ5glyYI/AAAAAAAACvg/Oc-27_ba4c4/s400/obama18_16547289.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeHJ2gF0I/AAAAAAAACvY/ggIe3O0V-d0/s1600-h/obama30_16763325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265866972555384642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 255px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeHJ2gF0I/AAAAAAAACvY/ggIe3O0V-d0/s400/obama30_16763325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeD-t76JI/AAAAAAAACvQ/gAZ5xCka-tQ/s1600-h/obama32_16914339.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265866918027061394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 266px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeD-t76JI/AAAAAAAACvQ/gAZ5xCka-tQ/s400/obama32_16914339.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265867283236809666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 600px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 380px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeZPOua8I/AAAAAAAACwA/4oI1OEwccZE/s800/obama02_15031651.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-5886061389041531713?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/5886061389041531713/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=5886061389041531713&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5886061389041531713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5886061389041531713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/11/mitologia-moderna-2.html' title='Mitologia moderna 2'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRQeVNNamsI/AAAAAAAACv4/eL5NFq4-pX4/s72-c/obama09_16602245.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-4153145939808403907</id><published>2008-11-05T12:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-05T12:07:01.004Z</updated><title type='text'>Mitologia moderna</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Um aspecto da política americana (não só, mas sobretudo) é o estilo e o poder de criar ícones. Obama é naturalmente pela aparência e pela postura um homem dado a essa representação. Kennedy, Clinton, Reagan também o eram. Outros como Bush (filho) e Nixon só o foram mais tarde devido ao que representaram como líderes, não o eram antes. Bush é hoje uma figura icónica unicamente devido ao balanço que se faz dos seus mandatos, tal como o foi Nixon. Mas os outros que mencionei não. Esses eram-no antes de serem presidente, as máquinas fotográficas gostavam deles antes de se sentarem na Casa Branca.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Políticas à parte, eu gosto destas coisas, destas imagens assim, míticas, cinematográficas, carregadas de simbolismo. No fundo, imagens artísticas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRGLzrfP6DI/AAAAAAAACtw/6LO735uZWZ0/s1600-h/obama.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265143159336200242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 287px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRGLzrfP6DI/AAAAAAAACtw/6LO735uZWZ0/s400/obama.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265142950862275746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 272px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRGLni3MRKI/AAAAAAAACtY/sWJKr39Rs60/s400/oba.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265142825363839122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 271px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRGLgPWCGJI/AAAAAAAACtQ/KPV3tFF4Aw0/s400/ob.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5265143104070620818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 251px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRGLwdm6FpI/AAAAAAAACto/WqyJ-8gjWlU/s400/obam.bmp" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-4153145939808403907?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/4153145939808403907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=4153145939808403907&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4153145939808403907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4153145939808403907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/11/mitologia-moderna.html' title='Mitologia moderna'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SRGLzrfP6DI/AAAAAAAACtw/6LO735uZWZ0/s72-c/obama.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-8976350604966197950</id><published>2008-11-05T09:20:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-05T09:40:20.799Z</updated><title type='text'>The President of the United States of America</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Venceu Obama. É fácil gostar-se do homem. Tal como é fácil não se gostar de McCain. Mas a facilidade dessas duas coisas vem do facto de que na Europa não tivemos uma informação adequada sobre os dois candidatos. Obama esteve desde o início nas boas graças dos jornalistas, dos blogues e de todo o mainstream. Essas coisas a mim assustam-me. Assustam-me em relação à Europa, ao facilitismo, não em relação a Obama. Obama será melhor que o desastre que foi Bush, isso é evidente. Mas Obama é americano e os interesses que defenderá serão os do seu país (e ainda bem que assim é). O muito que se espera dele aqui para os nossos lados é baseado apenas em esperança e não em política.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Li o discurso de Obama e fiquei descansado. Os Estados Unidos continuarão a ser os Estados Unidos, para o nosso mal mas sobretudo para o nosso bem. 130 milhões foram às urnas, o que representa 85% da população que pode votar, só isto é uma lição.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Disse o Presidente eleito:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;If there is anyone out there who still doubts that America is a place where all things are possible, who still wonders if the dream of our founders is alive in our time, who still questions the power of our democracy, tonight is your answer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the answer told by lines that stretched around schools and churches in numbers this nation has never seen, by people who waited three hours and four hours, many for the first time in their lives, because they believed that this time must be different, that their voices could be that difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the answer spoken by young and old, rich and poor, Democrat and Republican, black, white, Hispanic, Asian, Native American, gay, straight, disabled and not disabled. Americans who sent a message to the world that we have never been just a collection of individuals or a collection of red states and blue states.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are, and always will be, the United States of America.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(...) Let's remember that it was a man from this state who first carried the banner of the Republican Party to the White House, a party founded on the values of self-reliance and individual liberty and national unity. Those are values that we all share.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;To those -- to those who would tear the world down: We will defeat you. To those who seek peace and security: We support you. And to all those who have wondered if America's beacon still burns as bright: Tonight we proved once more that the true strength of our nation comes not from the might of our arms or the scale of our wealth, but from the enduring power of our ideals: democracy, liberty, opportunity and unyielding hope.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(...)This is our time, to put our people back to work and open doors of opportunity for our kids; to restore prosperity and promote the cause of peace; to reclaim the American dream and reaffirm that fundamental truth, that, out of many, we are one; that while we breathe, we hope. And where we are met with cynicism and doubts and those who tell us that we can't, we will respond with that timeless creed that sums up the spirit of a people: Yes, we can.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank you. God bless you. And may God bless the United States of America.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-8976350604966197950?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/8976350604966197950/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=8976350604966197950&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8976350604966197950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8976350604966197950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/11/president-of-united-states-of-america.html' title='The President of the United States of America'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-2191657684157165359</id><published>2008-11-05T04:13:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-11-05T04:21:06.142Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Sign Sealed Delivered</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7XaiD0T4fc4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param 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value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/jjXyqcx-mYY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="250" height="150"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GtREqAmLsoA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GtREqAmLsoA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="250" height="150"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7370117077426462404?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7370117077426462404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7370117077426462404&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7370117077426462404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7370117077426462404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/11/almost-11pm-et.html' title='Almost 11pm ET'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-8468664872435386639</id><published>2008-11-05T00:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:26:41.277Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='na cozinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Um post directamente da cozinha </title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 12px; line-height: 18px; "&gt;I'm the mayor, I can do whatever I want until the courts tell me I can't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Sarah Palin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana; font-size: 10px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: Verdana; font-weight: bold; line-height: 18px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&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/14661955-8468664872435386639?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/8468664872435386639/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-5810970029094975063</id><published>2008-10-16T03:07:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T03:11:53.522+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Joe the Plumber</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SPaiBwMT50I/AAAAAAAAAgc/S8CsgXYDA1o/s1600-h/Plumber05.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 232px; height: 323px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SPaiBwMT50I/AAAAAAAAAgc/S8CsgXYDA1o/s400/Plumber05.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5257567766001739586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://andrewsullivan.theatlantic.com/the_daily_dish/2008/10/live-blogging-h.html"&gt;10 pm. Joe the fricking plumber again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-5810970029094975063?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/5810970029094975063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=5810970029094975063&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5810970029094975063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5810970029094975063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/10/joe-plumber.html' title='Joe the Plumber'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SPaiBwMT50I/AAAAAAAAAgc/S8CsgXYDA1o/s72-c/Plumber05.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-3823711298742740213</id><published>2008-09-09T14:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-10T11:01:53.765+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>The biggest celebrity in the world!</title><content type='html'>Com Curtis Mayfield a cantar só para mim, olho para as projecções noticiosas no metro. Vejo Mccain no meio de uma grande multidão, eram ainda as imagem da RNC. No rodapé leio "Britney Spears a grande vencedora dos MTV Video Music Awards". Irónico, não?!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&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/14661955-3823711298742740213?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3823711298742740213/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3823711298742740213&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3823711298742740213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3823711298742740213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/09/ironias.html' title='The biggest celebrity in the world!'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-6539197496432979557</id><published>2008-08-29T14:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T14:29:50.201+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>My bet (reloaded)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SLf4BWd7UZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ztHVUvCZEjk/s1600-h/s-PAWLENTY-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239929393563521426" style="WIDTH: 274px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 226px" height="208" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SLf4BWd7UZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ztHVUvCZEjk/s400/s-PAWLENTY-large.jpg" width="260" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SLf4K6sh5gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/SDoHzGEKs4c/s1600-h/Palin1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239929557907269122" style="WIDTH: 225px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 227px" height="194" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SLf4K6sh5gI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/SDoHzGEKs4c/s400/Palin1.jpg" width="212" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pawlenty"&gt;Tim Pawlenty&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sarah_Palin"&gt;Sarah Palin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6539197496432979557?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6539197496432979557/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6539197496432979557&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6539197496432979557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6539197496432979557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/08/my-bet.html' title='My bet (reloaded)'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SLf4BWd7UZI/AAAAAAAAAgI/ztHVUvCZEjk/s72-c/s-PAWLENTY-large.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-7042676258521616415</id><published>2008-08-29T01:43:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T02:03:15.713+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul divas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Grande espectáculo</title><content type='html'>A banda sonora do &lt;a href="http://www.demconvention.com/"&gt;DNC&lt;/a&gt; está a ser irrepreensível (deveriam ter deixado o grande Stevie cantar durante mais tempo), a merecer edição discográfica!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7042676258521616415?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7042676258521616415/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7042676258521616415&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7042676258521616415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7042676258521616415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/08/grande-espectculo.html' title='Grande espectáculo'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-7730990346820894650</id><published>2008-08-22T13:40:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T13:46:33.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'>mudanças após 30 anos</title><content type='html'>Não há vergonha:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://olimpicos2008.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1340028"&gt;Outra das novidades da noite de Pequim (tarde em Lisboa) foi o facto de Vicente Moura ter aberto a porta para continuar à frente do COP. Depois de ter anunciado que não se iria recandidatar e que o seu mandato terminaria a 31 de Dezembro deste ano, o dirigente disse ontem que poderá manter-se no cargo. "Só ficarei no COP se tiver apoio, não unânime, mas esmagador das federações e com poder e força, porque é preciso fazer mudanças essenciais", disse.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7730990346820894650?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7730990346820894650/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7730990346820894650&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7730990346820894650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7730990346820894650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/08/mudanas-aps-30-anos.html' title='mudanças após 30 anos'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-7461399238051055953</id><published>2008-08-22T11:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T11:11:20.128+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a três tempos</title><content type='html'>Temos de lutar muito para não ir com a(s) corrente(s). Batalhar muito para não ir com a opinião geral e fácil das coisas. O que se escreveu e disse sobre a participação portuguesa nos Jogos Olímpicos foi na grande maioria enormidades de falta de pudor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O que sabemos nós sobre os atletas? O que sabemos das suas performances durante o ano? Sobre os métodos de treino? Sobre os seus objectivos? O que sabemos nós do desporto em que estão envolvidos? O que sabemos da prova em que participaram? Como correu?&lt;/div&gt;A resposta a estas perguntas é nada ou quase nada. Apenas sabemos os títulos dos jornais e algumas declarações após as provas e pegando nisso partimos para julgamentos sumários, para afirmações injustas e ignorantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;De quatro em quatro anos entramos num frenesim por medalhas sem sabermos nada ou quase nada do percurso, do desporto e dos objectivos dos nossos atletas. Entre esses quatro anos esquecemo-nos e não queremos saber (tirando um ou outro mundial).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Claro que não gosto de ouvir a nossa judoca Telma Monteiro a queixar-se das arbitragens depois de perder, mas eu nem sequer vi a prova, nem sequer sei quando foram proferidas as declarações. Será que não foi frustração a quente? Será que foi mesmo prejudicada? Sabemos nós das horas de treino da Telma (e de tantos outros)? Sabemos nós que apoios tem, como sobrevive desportivamente?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Claro que ouvir um atleta a dizer "eu de manhã só na caminha" depois de não conseguir os objectivos numa das provas não cai bem. Mas que sabemos nós do ambiente em que isso foi dito? Do tipo de pessoa que é e de como lida com um falhanço pessoal?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não sabemos nada ou quase nada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O problema não está em sermos críticos. Um adepto tem esses três direitos divinos: aplaudir, assobiar ou silenciar-se. O problema são as críticas pelas críticas, as críticas ignorantes, as críticas rancorosas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ir aos Jogos Olímpicos é um feito, um grande feito e que só com muito treino e persistência se alcança. Vencer uma medalha é ainda um feito maior só ao alcance de alguns que graças à conjugação desse treino, persistência, talento e sorte o conseguem atingir.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Esquecemo-nos que ninguém mais que o próprio atleta quer te sucesso. Esquecemo-nos que a derrota por muito que nos doa, dói muito mais ao atleta. O desporto tem esse grande drama que o torna tão especial: a glória da vitória é de todos a tragédia da derrota é do atleta. As lágrimas de Nélson Évora ontem ou o sorriso da Vanessa há uns dias são deles, do seu esforço e das suas conquistas mas muito dessas emoções são para os outros também: a família, os amigos e para nós anónimos adeptos. Qualquer pessoa que pratica desporto sabe isto muito bem: o sabor de uma vitória é muito nosso mas não significaria nada sem um adversário e o respeito que nos merece e gente com quem partilhar esse sucesso.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não devo poder ver a cerimónia da entrega do ouro ao Nélson Évora mais logo. Tenho muita pena pois o meu orgulho é imenso. Orgulho pelas nossas cores e por ele e o resultado que alcançou. E também porque sou um romântico nestas coisas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A três tempos como no salto: é ouro, é ouro, é ouro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5237280315185848306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SK6OssfMX_I/AAAAAAAABwg/kXd1rm_FMtA/s800/e5ca7f02.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7461399238051055953?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7461399238051055953/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7461399238051055953&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7461399238051055953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7461399238051055953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/08/trs-tempos.html' title='a três tempos'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SK6OssfMX_I/AAAAAAAABwg/kXd1rm_FMtA/s72-c/e5ca7f02.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-6300604142949604186</id><published>2008-08-20T14:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T14:45:38.506+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul divas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divino'/><title type='text'>Soul Tesuda</title><content type='html'>Tinha esperança de poder ver ao vivo Isaac Hayes, infelizmente as voltas foram-me trocadas e isso já não será possível. A música do &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Black Moses&lt;/span&gt; é absolutamente genial, particularmente nos temas mais longos, que são verdadeiras sinfonias. Uma Soul muito &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soft and smooth but still strong and a bit nasty, &lt;/span&gt;ou seja muito mas muito sexy. Contudo afirmar-se que é &lt;a href="http://estadocivil.blogspot.com/2008/08/morte-num-moinho.html"&gt;soul tesuda&lt;/a&gt; é de quem só ouve música de meninas. Recuando um pouco no tempo, encontra-se &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=lGOVZPKeRQA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Sam Cooke&lt;/a&gt; (alguém que me deixa de joelhos a tremer) ou &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=LcYwDb_JMNg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Otis Redding&lt;/a&gt;,  esses sim são representantes de uma Soul viril, poderosa sem rodeios, ou seja bem tesuda. Não esquecendo da inevitável &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=ui-PZtAfNbk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;S&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=ui-PZtAfNbk&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;ex Machine&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E porque a Soul poderosa também coisa de mulheres, Ms. &lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=gb-NdlUInT0"&gt;Irma Thomas&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=DKvTDWqjTX4"&gt;The Soul Queen from New Orleans&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;a href="http://www.irmathomas.com/"&gt;a contar os dias até chegar a Setembro&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: normal;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/14661955-6300604142949604186?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6300604142949604186/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6300604142949604186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6300604142949604186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6300604142949604186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/08/soul-tesuda.html' title='Soul Tesuda'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-4679740629922598256</id><published>2008-08-20T13:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T13:59:26.355+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divino'/><title type='text'>Wattstax</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SKwUkwaANII/AAAAAAAAAfw/oIMpr9BjPGw/s1600-h/wattstax2004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SKwUkwaANII/AAAAAAAAAfw/oIMpr9BjPGw/s400/wattstax2004.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236583088426857602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Há um bom par de anos que andava a pensar neste filme filme. Imaginava-o como sendo algo absolutamente indiscritível, via - naturalmente excertos do concerto no youtube e ficava arrepiada. Mas pensava sempre, o filme, o documentário deve ser uma coisa impressionante e intensa. A semana passada ganhei coragem e fui à amazom.com e encomendei a edição especial do dvd! acabo de a receber, 7 dias depois vinda dos EUA posso finalmente confirmar as minhas expectativas. Por enquanto, ainda só tive tempo de ir às lágrimas com o &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=5n0U0eTsFfg"&gt;I Am Somebody&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&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/14661955-4679740629922598256?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/4679740629922598256/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=4679740629922598256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4679740629922598256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4679740629922598256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/08/wattstax.html' title='Wattstax'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SKwUkwaANII/AAAAAAAAAfw/oIMpr9BjPGw/s72-c/wattstax2004.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-6713669665417144063</id><published>2008-08-20T10:17:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T10:20:42.504+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='na cozinha'/><title type='text'>Um post directamente da cozinha </title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/man_is_defined_as_a_human_being_and_a_woman_as_a/163172.html" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Man is defined as a human being and a woman as a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/man_is_defined_as_a_human_being_and_a_woman_as_a/163172.html" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;female&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:medium;"&gt;&lt;a class="sqq" href="http://thinkexist.com/quotation/man_is_defined_as_a_human_being_and_a_woman_as_a/163172.html" style="text-decoration: none; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt; - whenever she behaves as a human being she is said to imitate the male&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Simone de Beauvoir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&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/14661955-6713669665417144063?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6713669665417144063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6713669665417144063&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6713669665417144063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6713669665417144063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/08/um-post-directamente-da-cozinha.html' title='Um &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt; directamente da &lt;a href=&quot;http://oesturrico.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;cozinha &lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-6496130070828121351</id><published>2008-08-12T09:25:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-12T09:36:14.810+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divino'/><title type='text'>Isaac Hayes (1942 - 2008)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SKFJjRtAIpI/AAAAAAAAAfg/g8bqq3j-pAM/s1600-h/ssisaachayes2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SKFJjRtAIpI/AAAAAAAAAfg/g8bqq3j-pAM/s320/ssisaachayes2.gif" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5233545112377631378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; font-size: 48px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; "&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; margin-bottom: 13px; position: relative; padding-right: 0px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/music/2008/aug/12/popandrock.jazz"&gt;Isaac Hayes, who has died aged 65, earned massive international acclaim and a niche in the record books from writing the Oscar-winning theme for the movie Shaft in 1971. But that was only the tip of the iceberg of Hayes's talents, which comprised skills as a multi-instrumentalist, producer, arranger and vocalist, as well as composer, songwriter and actor. The musical innovations he pioneered throughout his career made him an influential figure in the development of soul and disco, and he was later dubbed the "Original Rapper". He was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 2002.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; margin-bottom: 13px; position: relative; padding-right: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: separate; color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: 'Lucida Grande'; font-size: 12px; line-height: normal; white-space: pre;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; font-size: 14px; line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/profile/adamsweeting" name="&amp;amp;lid={contentTypeByline}{Adam Sweeting}&amp;amp;lpos={contentTypeByline}{1}" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; text-decoration: none; color: rgb(0, 86, 137); font-weight: bold; "&gt;Adam Sweeting&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="border-collapse: collapse; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: arial; line-height: 17px; white-space: normal; "&gt;&lt;span class="date" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; font-weight: bold; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; "&gt;The Guardian, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; line-height: 17px; "&gt;&lt;span class="date" style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; font-weight: bold; "&gt;Aug 12 2008: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; display: inline; margin-bottom: 10px; position: relative; padding-right: 0px; "&gt;&lt;strong style="padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; "&gt;Obituary&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; margin-bottom: 13px; position: relative; padding-right: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 14px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 19px; "&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=6MfVufKs7jw"&gt;Walk on by&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="padding-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-left: 0px; border-collapse: collapse; background-repeat: no-repeat; margin-bottom: 13px; position: relative; padding-right: 0px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 12px; font-weight: bold; line-height: 17px;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6496130070828121351?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6496130070828121351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6496130070828121351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6496130070828121351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6496130070828121351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/08/isaac-hayes-1942-2008.html' title='Isaac Hayes (1942 - 2008)'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SKFJjRtAIpI/AAAAAAAAAfg/g8bqq3j-pAM/s72-c/ssisaachayes2.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-5104724682176721099</id><published>2008-08-11T09:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T09:41:20.119+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='divino'/><title type='text'>The Black Moses</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="275" height="175"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/RZ2uie1feKA&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/RZ2uie1feKA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="275" height="175"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="275" height="175"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/L2cHkMwzOiM&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/L2cHkMwzOiM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="275" height="175"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-5104724682176721099?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/5104724682176721099/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=5104724682176721099&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5104724682176721099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5104724682176721099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/08/black-moses.html' title='The Black Moses'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-2899483583244411196</id><published>2008-08-06T10:54:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-06T10:59:55.722+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>On Campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J8y-DaQfBvM&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/J8y-DaQfBvM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High Hopes, Frank Sinatra_1960&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-2899483583244411196?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/2899483583244411196/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=2899483583244411196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/2899483583244411196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/2899483583244411196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/08/on-campaign.html' title='On Campaign'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-4375198671092630799</id><published>2008-07-29T10:24:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-29T10:24:26.885+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Credibilidade</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Pegou uma moda há uns tempos no discurso político, desportivo, relacional, comportamental e afins que passa pela credibilidade. Ninguém tem credibilidade para criticar outra pessoa. Ninguém pode atirar a primeira pedra porque já toda a gente pecou. E andamos nisto, numa espécie de jogo da batata quente em que a culpa nunca é nossa nem os nossos actos podem ser questionados. É crime apontar-se um defeito, é blasfémia interrogar, é proibido ser do contra. É a tal coisa do relativizar. A credibilidade é agora um valor relativo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-4375198671092630799?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/4375198671092630799/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=4375198671092630799&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4375198671092630799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4375198671092630799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/07/credibilidade.html' title='Credibilidade'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-2124519731980214335</id><published>2008-07-22T09:12:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T09:17:13.536+01:00</updated><title type='text'>o negócio</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SIWW4VbDytI/AAAAAAAABsg/oBK40x3uNjc/s1600-h/striphandler.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225748837200808658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SIWW4VbDytI/AAAAAAAABsg/oBK40x3uNjc/s800/striphandler.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://wulffmorgenthaler.com/default.aspx"&gt;Wulffmorgenthaler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-2124519731980214335?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/2124519731980214335/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=2124519731980214335&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/2124519731980214335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/2124519731980214335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/07/o-negcio.html' title='o negócio'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SIWW4VbDytI/AAAAAAAABsg/oBK40x3uNjc/s72-c/striphandler.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-5551611684686368642</id><published>2008-07-22T00:20:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T00:43:28.347+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='na cozinha'/><title type='text'>Um post directamente da cozinha </title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2EC9voqoqK4&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/2EC9voqoqK4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/10_4MVkXdTY&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/10_4MVkXdTY&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-5551611684686368642?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/5551611684686368642/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=5551611684686368642&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5551611684686368642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5551611684686368642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/07/um-post-directamente-da-cozinha_22.html' title='Um &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt; directamente da &lt;a href=&quot;http://oesturrico.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;cozinha &lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-8606289128613959745</id><published>2008-07-21T22:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-21T22:48:58.336+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><title type='text'>Ms. Irma Thomas</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ADaPQ8S12jc&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/ADaPQ8S12jc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-8606289128613959745?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/8606289128613959745/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=8606289128613959745&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8606289128613959745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8606289128613959745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/07/ms-irma-thomas.html' title='Ms. Irma Thomas'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-7765432571464928343</id><published>2008-07-19T13:49:00.008+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T14:57:28.033+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><title type='text'>Old is hot! II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SIHmpG9eXFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/VymDFiEfZig/s1600-h/IMG_1978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SIHmpG9eXFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/VymDFiEfZig/s320/IMG_1978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224710636643966034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neil Young tem 62 anos, toca guitarra com a  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;rage&lt;/span&gt; de 20, mas envolta no peso, na mágoa e na sabedoria de mais 42 anos. O cenário do concerto é montado milimetricamente: a enorme ventoínha, o telefone vermelho, o índio e o cavalete de exposição dos quadros (Neil Young faz-se acompanhar com alguma regularidade por Eric Johnson, um pintor que vai &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-rhc7NHek-k"&gt;fazendo quadros enquanto Young dá o seu concerto&lt;/a&gt;. Mais tarde estes quadros são leiloadas na &lt;a href="http://www.neilyoung.com/index2.html"&gt;Neil's Garage&lt;/a&gt; e o valor reverte para a &lt;a href="http://www.bridgeschool.org/"&gt;The Bridge School&lt;/a&gt;. A Portugal só vieram os quadros, infelizmente o pintor não veio!), a altura do microfone é medida várias vezes para que nada falhe. E de facto, nada falha, ou se falha nem se dá conta, tal é o poder com que Neil Young nos envolve e nos paralisa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na música de Neil Young, tal como na de Mr. Dylan pressente-se um passado de referências comuns, mas que a determinado ponto do caminho evoluíram para sítios diferentes. Há no som rasgado das guitarras ou na melodia da harmónica a evocação de algo primordial, o som que construiu um país e as suas identidades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E novamente o meu coração é esmagado ao ouvir  "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oOSE7qsy5qg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ive been a miner for a heart of gold.|&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Its these expressions |I never give |That keep me searching for a heart of gold | And Im getting old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;" ['cause a &lt;a href="http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/06/man-needs-maid.html"&gt;man needs a maid&lt;/a&gt;!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simplesmente magnífico!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7765432571464928343?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7765432571464928343/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7765432571464928343&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7765432571464928343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7765432571464928343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/07/old-is-hot-ii.html' title='Old is hot! II'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SIHmpG9eXFI/AAAAAAAAAfY/VymDFiEfZig/s72-c/IMG_1978.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-7547396644662480165</id><published>2008-07-19T11:58:00.010+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-19T15:41:22.995+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><title type='text'>Old is hot!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SIHk0btmEvI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/De394V7STwY/s1600-h/IMG_1909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SIHk0btmEvI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/De394V7STwY/s320/IMG_1909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5224708632169812722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;O meu entusiasmos com Mr. Dylan não está relacionado directamente com a sua música, mas sim  com aquilo que ela  evoca! Uma antiguidade  esquecida, uma poeira que me entra nos olhos e me faz chorar, os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;freight trains &lt;/span&gt;em que eu também gostaria de ter viajado, um ritmo perdido que me faz abanar a anca como se estivesse num outro tempo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vê-lo em concerto a uns metros de distância deixou-me mais apática do que estaria à espera, mas ao mesmo tempo siderada pela seriedade, pela indiferença, pelo simples prazer de tocar música. A frieza e distância com que Mr. Dylan actua é qualquer coisa de mágico, como nos &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;old times. &lt;/span&gt;Mr. Dylan e a sua banda estão ali para tocar a sua música e fazem-no de modo sublime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tinha sido há umas semanas atrás, que enquanto via o &lt;a href="http://www.hbo.com/thewire/"&gt;The Wire&lt;/a&gt; (a série com a melhor banda sonora que ouvi nos últimos tempos!), em que do rádio do detective McNulty saíam os versos "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;make me a queen | happy again&lt;/span&gt;". Imediatamente reconheci a música, era a maravilhosa Irma Thomas. Procurei a música pelo meu arquivo e não a encontrei. Comecei a duvidar se seria mesmo a Soul Queen de New Orleans... Até que, enquanto preparava o almoço de Domingo, Mr. Dylan começa a falar de Irma Lee!! e na música que Otis Redding gravou "&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pain in my heart&lt;/span&gt;", apresentando o original: "&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=w2Sa5JRxDZg"&gt;ruler of my heart&lt;/a&gt;" da Irma Thomas (uma das  cantoras preferidas de Mr. Dylan e &lt;a href="http://oesturrico.wordpress.com/2008/04/13/croquetes-de-feijao/"&gt;minha também&lt;/a&gt;). E nesse momento, em que os primeiros sons ecoam na cozinha reconheço ser de facto a música do detective McNulty e o coração dispara. São esses momentos, estas referências que me fazem venerar Mr. Dylan e ouvir com alguma indiferença hinos como "&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Nuz2DnA245o&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;like a rolling stone&lt;/a&gt;" [principalmente o público canta &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;like in the record&lt;/span&gt;.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7547396644662480165?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7547396644662480165/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7547396644662480165&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7547396644662480165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7547396644662480165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/07/old-is-hot.html' title='Old is hot!'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SIHk0btmEvI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/De394V7STwY/s72-c/IMG_1909.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-2845415639708517437</id><published>2008-07-11T08:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-11T12:28:57.561+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><title type='text'>Mr. Dylan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SHdDr5tYErI/AAAAAAAAAfA/QsDZsYGea84/s1600-h/Mr.+Dylan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SHdDr5tYErI/AAAAAAAAAfA/QsDZsYGea84/s400/Mr.+Dylan.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5221716714463957682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lGOVZPKeRQA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blowin' in the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; _ Sam Cooke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&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/14661955-2845415639708517437?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/2845415639708517437/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=2845415639708517437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/2845415639708517437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/2845415639708517437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/07/mr-dylan.html' title='Mr. Dylan'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SHdDr5tYErI/AAAAAAAAAfA/QsDZsYGea84/s72-c/Mr.+Dylan.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-6873150338694260237</id><published>2008-07-08T20:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T20:52:43.539+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='na cozinha'/><title type='text'>Um post directamente da cozinha </title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gfSO2qjX6fo&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/gfSO2qjX6fo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Rufus Thomas, Jr. _ Bear Cat &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;[1953 - Sun Records]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6873150338694260237?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6873150338694260237/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6873150338694260237&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6873150338694260237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6873150338694260237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/07/um-post-directamente-da-cozinha.html' title='Um &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt; directamente da &lt;a href=&quot;http://oesturrico.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;cozinha &lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-3012840136951754091</id><published>2008-07-03T13:05:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T13:35:19.715+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidiano'/><title type='text'>That&amp;#146s what friends are for*</title><content type='html'>É um facto! Há uma quantidade infindável de e-mail's enviados por algumas pessoas (entre amigos mais ou menos próximos e demasiados conhecidos) com pedidos de amizade. Entre o Hi5 e o Facebook, ou outros que eu nem sei bem o que são, vou rejeitando todos. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestamente e relembrando o Pedro Lomba "&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dn.sapo.pt/2007/09/27/opiniao/o_da_amizade.html"&gt;alguém que junta 500 "amigos" não acredita na amizade. Encheu a agenda, mostrou a sua agilidade e ficou na mesma.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;" Não quero com isso dizer que não tenha alguns amigos com quem comunico no mundo virtual, mas prefiro que isso seja feito de forma recatada e com a menor exposição pública possível. A amizade é algo infinitamente bom e raro, por essa razão comunico-me com os meus amigos escrevendo-lhes cartas, das manuscritas, devidamente seladas e colocadas no marco do correio. Esta é talvez uma perspectiva muito romantizada da amizade, mas agrada-me que com estes gestos os meus amigos recebam a minha maior dedicação, partilha e carinho. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://dn.sapo.pt/2007/09/27/opiniao/o_da_amizade.html"&gt;Na sua Ética a Nicomáco, Aristóteles distinguiu três tipos de amizade, conforme a ideia em que cada uma se fundasse. Existiria uma amizade baseada no prazer, outra na utilidade e outra na virtude, para Aristóteles a amizade mais genuína e duradoura, aquela em que os amigos se uniriam para atingir o bem e a sabedoria. A visão elevada que Aristóteles tinha da amizade não desapareceu. Mesmo se nos fomos tornando cínicos, temos esperança de que a amizade possa ser uma espécie de amor moral. Não um amor por dever ou respeito, como o que se tem pelos pais ou pelos filhos, mas um amor que se forma na simples admiração por outra pessoa. Um amor realista e altruísta.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://dn.sapo.pt/2007/09/27/opiniao/o_da_amizade.html"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para os meus amigos ficam &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pzJ3hiqsi0U&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;estas 2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aTG5SY-Yr_Y&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;preciosidades&lt;/a&gt; e o aviso: &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;watch out for that dance floor&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EtGF2m102Wg"&gt;mais uma referência musical&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;for those who know&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&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/14661955-3012840136951754091?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3012840136951754091/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3012840136951754091&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3012840136951754091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3012840136951754091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/07/that-what-friends-are-for.html' title='That&amp;#146s what friends are for*'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-1643794024264055472</id><published>2008-07-03T08:59:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T09:12:49.645+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ingrid Betancourt</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Já nos meus tempos do &lt;a href="http://www.penadentro.blogspot.com/"&gt;Penadentro&lt;/a&gt; escrevi sobre Ingrid Betancourt. &lt;a href="http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2006/06/ingrid-betancourt_29.html"&gt;Depois&lt;/a&gt; foi &lt;a href="http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2006/09/post-recuperado.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; no 19 meses depois. Já foi há tanto tempo que nem a fotografia aparece, nem os links funcionam como deve de ser, nem sequer um dos posts existe já. É a simbologia menor dos efeitos de um crime destes: partem-se seres humanos em cacos, por fora mas sobretudo por dentro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Tempo de recolar o que resta. &lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1334273&amp;amp;idCanal=11"&gt;Libertada&lt;/a&gt; finalmente. Outros ainda lá estão.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-1643794024264055472?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/1643794024264055472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=1643794024264055472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1643794024264055472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1643794024264055472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/07/ingrid-betencourt.html' title='Ingrid Betancourt'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-8627193372183646661</id><published>2008-07-02T10:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-07-02T11:00:36.053+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Ver passar os comboios</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMSYzFdloqY&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OMSYzFdloqY&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-8627193372183646661?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/8627193372183646661/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=8627193372183646661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8627193372183646661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8627193372183646661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/07/ver-passar-os-comboios.html' title='Ver passar os comboios'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-972164747836781133</id><published>2008-06-15T13:29:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T13:31:26.453+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>A man needs a maid</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eNHet308wYA&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eNHet308wYA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="325" height="244"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-972164747836781133?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/972164747836781133/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=972164747836781133&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/972164747836781133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/972164747836781133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/06/man-needs-maid.html' title='A man needs a maid'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-215116183475451536</id><published>2008-06-09T21:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-09T22:21:44.530+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Euro2008'/><title type='text'>Bras, Panties &amp; Cadillacs</title><content type='html'>Não sou grande fã de futebol e o Euro2008 passa-me um pouco ao lado. Contudo não posso deixar de comentar algo que me irrita profundamente: a publicidade da &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=4ijL0hErfV8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Galp energia&lt;/a&gt;. Por vezes os criativos das agências publicitárias deixam-me perplexa. Já não bastava o &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;trevo da tromba de um elefante, &lt;/span&gt;agora temos um anúncio que eu achava que tinha a ver com a crise dos combustíveis. Aquela multidão a empurrar a furgoneta carregada de bimbos fez-me pensar que tinha ficado sem gasolina... e a multidão empurra a furgoneta com o mesmo entusiasmo com que pendura bandeiras nas janelas, nas antenas dos carros...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto à música, eu só espero que a Columbia Records tenha pedido os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;copyrights&lt;/span&gt; em euros, porque Mr. Dylan só dá a cara por &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Vq7W7icd-Fc"&gt;panties &amp;amp; Bras&lt;/a&gt; e &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=Bmw7un31UR0"&gt;Cadilacs&lt;/a&gt; que não precisam de empurrão.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-215116183475451536?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/215116183475451536/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=215116183475451536&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/215116183475451536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/215116183475451536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/06/bras-panties-cadillacs.html' title='Bras, Panties &amp; Cadillacs'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-8766787651194147667</id><published>2008-06-04T02:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T02:10:25.044+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Há um ano</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2007/06/countdown.html"&gt;Começava a escrever-se História!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-8766787651194147667?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/8766787651194147667/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=8766787651194147667&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8766787651194147667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8766787651194147667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/06/h-um-ano.html' title='Há um ano'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-6209360759645723466</id><published>2008-06-04T00:33:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-04T02:01:26.381+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>YES WE CAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SEXVkZF0XxI/AAAAAAAAAe4/vJKqtAlQAzg/s1600-h/pin2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 283px; height: 272px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SEXVkZF0XxI/AAAAAAAAAe4/vJKqtAlQAzg/s400/pin2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5207803365311143698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6209360759645723466?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6209360759645723466/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6209360759645723466&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6209360759645723466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6209360759645723466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/06/yes-we-can.html' title='YES WE CAN'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SEXVkZF0XxI/AAAAAAAAAe4/vJKqtAlQAzg/s72-c/pin2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-983764855374378078</id><published>2008-06-02T21:58:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-06-02T22:01:49.936+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>Bo Diddley [1928 - 2008]</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M8PIbrMh6vo&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/M8PIbrMh6vo&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-983764855374378078?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/983764855374378078/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=983764855374378078&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/983764855374378078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/983764855374378078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/06/bo-diddley-1928-2008.html' title='Bo Diddley [1928 - 2008]'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-1323634750549495122</id><published>2008-05-28T17:00:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-28T17:10:24.509+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Citações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Just go Home and iron my shirt,  woman!</title><content type='html'>Last August, when the DNC Rules Committee voted to strip Florida (and Michigan, if it persisted in clinging to its date) of its delegates, the Clinton delegates on the committee backed those sanctions. All 12 Clinton supporters on the committee supported the penalties. (The only member of the committee to vote against them was an Obama supporter from Florida.)&lt;br /&gt;(...)&lt;br /&gt;Not a single Clinton campaign official or DNC Rules Committee member, much less the candidate herself, said at the time that the sanctions imposed on Florida or Michigan were in any way a patriarchal plot or an affront to democratic values. The threat that these rules posed to our fundamental beliefs was discovered only ex post facto -- the facto in question being Clinton's current need to seat the delegations whose seatings she had opposed when she thought she'd cruise to the nomination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clinton's supporters have every right to demonstrate on Saturday, of course. But their larger cause is neither democracy nor feminism; it's situational ethics. To insist otherwise is to degrade democracy and turn feminism into the last refuge of scoundrels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2008/05/27/AR2008052702553.html"&gt;Harold Meyerson&lt;/a&gt;, in Washington Post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-1323634750549495122?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/1323634750549495122/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=1323634750549495122&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1323634750549495122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1323634750549495122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/just-go-home-and-iron-my-shirt-woman.html' title='Just go Home and iron my shirt,  woman!'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-1311899490158903103</id><published>2008-05-21T16:47:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-21T16:49:54.414+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Almost</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SDREfSyXCvI/AAAAAAAAAew/52rvKqfg_C8/s1600-h/20iowamills-obamas533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SDREfSyXCvI/AAAAAAAAAew/52rvKqfg_C8/s400/20iowamills-obamas533.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202858773929462514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-1311899490158903103?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/1311899490158903103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=1311899490158903103&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1311899490158903103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1311899490158903103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/almost.html' title='Almost'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SDREfSyXCvI/AAAAAAAAAew/52rvKqfg_C8/s72-c/20iowamills-obamas533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-6253079519185739522</id><published>2008-05-20T22:54:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T22:56:23.464+01:00</updated><title type='text'>e as respostas?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Perguntas &lt;a href="http://abrupto.blogspot.com/2008/05/num-blogue-perto-de-si-numa-galxia_20.html"&gt;já feitas no Abrupto&lt;/a&gt; (mas não só claro):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;O que aconteceu à Independente, o que aconteceu ao caso BragaParques e ao caso EPUL, aos submarinos e helicópteros e veículos anfíbios comprados com defeito? Já há medidas de resultados do Túnel do Marquês? Já há decisões quanto aos radares de Lisboa? Onde anda o novo Ministro da Cultura? Já foram encontrados os assassinos da rapariga de Sacavém e do rapaz do Oeiras Parque? O que é que se passa com a famosa promessa do PM sobre a Ass. Nacional de Farmácias? O que é que se passou com aquelas 4 ou 5 fábricas que fecharam e que o Ministro da Economia prometeu ajudar, recolocando as pessoas em outras fábricas? Como é que andam os aumentos da electricidade? Como é que anda a interminável investigação sobre as práticas da concorrência entre gasolineiras? Como é que anda o Choque Tecnológico? Como é que anda a decorrer aquele plano de oferecer computadores aos miúdos do Secundário? Como é que anda aquele programa ridículo de dar formação de matemática a professores de matemática (!)? Afinal que indemnizações é que se vai dar (vamos todos dar, aparentemente) aos autarcas da zona da Ota? Onde andam as indemnizações aos agricultores que viram as colheitas destruídas por fenómenos atmosféricos anormais? Como anda o processo de Isaltino Morais? Como andam os inquéritos ao estado das pontes? Ao estado da linha ferroviária do Norte? O que se vai passar com o Tua? O que vai acontecer à casa do Douro? Onde andam as novas armas da PSP? Quem paga os coletes à prova de bala da PSP? Como andam os processos aos gangues do Porto? Como anda o inquérito ao antigo presidente da Câmara do Porto e à permuta de terrenos com o FCP? Como andam as investigações ao mesmo tipo de permutas no caso do Sporting? O que aconteceu a José Rodrigues dos Santos e às acusações que ele fez à direcção da RTP? O que aconteceu aos moradores do prédio que explodiu em Setúbal? O que aconteceu às pessoas afectadas em Setúbal, em Loures, em Odivelas, pelas cheias súbitas? Onde anda o director da Protecção Civil de Loures? Carrilho vai para a Unesco ou não? Portugal reconhece o Kosovo ou não? Fomos plataforma de passagem para aviões da CIA ou não? Quais as responsabilidades de Santana Lopes e de João Soares no estado calamitoso da CML? O que se passa afinal no Afeganistão? O que se passa na Casa Pia? O que se passa em Felgueiras? O que se passa com os consulados portugueses? O que se passa com as negociações entre Portugal e a Venezuela? O que se passa com a coincineração? Como é que andam as respostas às emergências médicas em Alijó? Como é que anda a nossa capacidade de resposta à Gripe das Aves? Como é que anda a investigação ao edifício do Casino Lisboa ? Estão resolvidas todas as nuances da lei do tabaco?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6253079519185739522?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6253079519185739522/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6253079519185739522&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6253079519185739522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6253079519185739522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/e-as-respostas.html' title='e as respostas?'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-5941861109083471760</id><published>2008-05-19T11:18:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-19T11:20:22.708+01:00</updated><title type='text'>alternativas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ouvi 1 minuto da entrevista de Passos Coelho à RTP a semana passada. Não gosto nada da gente que o rodeia e apoia neste momento, nadinha, é o pior que o PSD tem. Não conheço Passos Coelho. O que ouvi no minuto da entrevista gostei muito: menos estado onde este só estorva. Mas detesto a gentinha que o rodeia. Por isso não sei.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Santana Lopes nem vale a pena falar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Ferreira Leite sinceramente também não sei. Inclino-me é certo, acredito na seriedade mas acredito sobretudo na idade, digo cá para dentro que é alguém que já não tem mesmo nada a perder nem favores a fazer pensando em futuros voos, que pode por isso correr riscos e mexer com isto. Há quem diga que a idade de Ferreira Leite é um obstáculo, eu digo que é uma vantagem enorme a ter em conta.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Dizem que a Direita está em crise; não sei o que isso seja, já o disse mil vezes, mil vezes voltarei a dizê-lo com certeza.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-5941861109083471760?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/5941861109083471760/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=5941861109083471760&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5941861109083471760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5941861109083471760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/alternativas.html' title='alternativas'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-3728352784837746228</id><published>2008-05-16T00:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T00:36:29.382+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>So long it&amp;#146s been good to know you</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zqiblXFlZuk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zqiblXFlZuk&amp;amp;hl=pt-br" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-3728352784837746228?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3728352784837746228/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3728352784837746228&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3728352784837746228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3728352784837746228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/so-long-it-been-good-to-know-you.html' title='So long it&amp;#146s been good to know you'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-3506272317370123351</id><published>2008-05-15T11:18:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-15T11:29:46.177+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Montanha-russa presidencial</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCwP7CyXCuI/AAAAAAAAAeo/UJZGkV2yGWY/s1600-h/20080514edwardsobama2.533"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200549176740874978" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCwP7CyXCuI/AAAAAAAAAeo/UJZGkV2yGWY/s400/20080514edwardsobama2.533" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;No final de Abril, um artigo no washington post tinha como título "Obama 2012". Outros artigos arrasadores tinham também sido publicados durante essa semana. A minha esperança estava quase no chão... Numa semana tudo mudou. Depois de me surpreender com o artigo de Camile Paglia (que eu nunca imaginaria ser tão contundente para com Ms. Clinton), acordo com a magnífica imagem de Obama e Edwards juntos, no Michigan, um estado que já teve as suas primárias (e que devido a polémicas várias não vai levar delegados à convenção Democrata). Definitivamente, Obama está em campanha para a eleição em Novembro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-3506272317370123351?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3506272317370123351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3506272317370123351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3506272317370123351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3506272317370123351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/montanha-russa-presidencial.html' title='Montanha-russa presidencial'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCwP7CyXCuI/AAAAAAAAAeo/UJZGkV2yGWY/s72-c/20080514edwardsobama2.533' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-8904267917114096979</id><published>2008-05-14T17:51:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T18:02:24.375+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>She won&amp;#146t go easy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCsZeiyXCtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GQFioxU0QJw/s1600-h/story.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200278207254170322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCsZeiyXCtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GQFioxU0QJw/s400/story.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(...) &lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/opinion/paglia/2008/05/14/tarantella/index.html"&gt;But somehow we are locked at the hip to Hillary Clinton, who won't stop her manic tarantella until her party whirls into ruins, like the run-amuck carousel in Alfred Hitchcock's "Strangers on a Train."&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/opinion/paglia/2008/05/14/tarantella/index.html"&gt;(...)It's what Hillary's campaigning has come to: a monotonous exercise in showboating solipsism, like Shirley MacLaine as the geriatric mother in "Postcards from the Edge," hijacking her daughter's party and kicking up her heels to sing "I'm Still Here!" &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.salon.com/opinion/paglia/2008/05/14/tarantella/index.html"&gt;(...)Hillary has no true rationale for her candidacy, other than her inflamed gender and her putative Washington "experience" -- which has yet to produce a tangible legislative achievement. &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCsYwiyXCsI/AAAAAAAAAeY/mWmdoIGzPSA/s1600-h/story.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-8904267917114096979?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/8904267917114096979/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=8904267917114096979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8904267917114096979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8904267917114096979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/she-wont-go-easy.html' title='She won&amp;#146t go easy'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCsZeiyXCtI/AAAAAAAAAeg/GQFioxU0QJw/s72-c/story.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-4883198255160528103</id><published>2008-05-08T16:34:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-08T16:38:46.148+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Citações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento Político e Social'/><title type='text'>Citações CLX</title><content type='html'>Por isso seria bastante melhor para todos, incluindo para os próprios, que os socialistas permitissem que a sua matriz ideológica se confrontasse com a realidade, sem terceiras vias nem outros subterfúgios. Essa confrontação deixaria claro que, ao contrário do que dizem alguns dos seus adversários, não é verdade que os socialistas tenham traído a sua causa. A causa é que acabou. Ou seja, ela deixou de fazer sentido face à evolução do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;João Rosas&lt;/strong&gt;, in &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://diarioeconomico.sapo.pt/edicion/diarioeconomico/opinion/columnistas/pt/desarrollo/1120637.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;DE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; 2008/05/08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-4883198255160528103?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/4883198255160528103/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=4883198255160528103&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4883198255160528103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4883198255160528103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/clx.html' title='Citações CLX'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-6309704202259119566</id><published>2008-05-07T16:19:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T16:31:21.964+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidiano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>After a long night, nothing like 40 cups of coffee</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/O1BnA2px0yQ&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/O1BnA2px0yQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6309704202259119566?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6309704202259119566/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6309704202259119566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6309704202259119566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6309704202259119566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/after-long-night-nothing-like-40-cups.html' title='After a long night, nothing like 40 cups of coffee'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-6652742248911979883</id><published>2008-05-07T03:38:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T03:38:43.768+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>The other woman of the night</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCEVj0_wkPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/XvSlqWh6Idg/s1600-h/Hillary-6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCEVj0_wkPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/XvSlqWh6Idg/s400/Hillary-6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197459150227935474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Vitória Magra + Derrota Gorda = Alka-Seltzer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/14661955-6652742248911979883?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6652742248911979883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6652742248911979883&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6652742248911979883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6652742248911979883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/other-woman-of-night.html' title='The other woman of the night'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCEVj0_wkPI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/XvSlqWh6Idg/s72-c/Hillary-6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-5682080709956217149</id><published>2008-05-07T01:51:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-07T02:33:01.969+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Woman of the Night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCD9FU_wkOI/AAAAAAAAAeI/27CuFgDaL_Y/s1600-h/225px-Donna_Brazile_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197432237962858722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCD9FU_wkOI/AAAAAAAAAeI/27CuFgDaL_Y/s400/225px-Donna_Brazile_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Donna Brazile:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;Do you think he's winnig because somehow, black people became the majority?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-5682080709956217149?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/5682080709956217149/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=5682080709956217149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5682080709956217149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5682080709956217149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/woman-of-night.html' title='Woman of the Night'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SCD9FU_wkOI/AAAAAAAAAeI/27CuFgDaL_Y/s72-c/225px-Donna_Brazile_1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-7104632339096026900</id><published>2008-05-05T23:37:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T23:48:49.032+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Citações'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pensamento Político e Social'/><title type='text'>Por 20€</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SB-MpE_wkNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/niwz7H2IMRo/s1600-h/51XJQyQWocL._SS500_.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SB-MpE_wkNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/niwz7H2IMRo/s400/51XJQyQWocL._SS500_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197027132352532690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The post-American world is naturally an unsettling prospect for Americans, but it should not be. This will not be a world defined by the decline of America but rather the rise of everyone else. It is the result of a series of positive trends that have been progressing over the last 20 years, trends that have created an international climate of unprecedented peace and prosperity.&lt;/span&gt;           &lt;p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I know. That's not the world that people perceive. We are told that we live in dark, dangerous times. Terrorism, rogue states, nuclear proliferation, financial panics, recession, outsourcing, and illegal immigrants all loom large in the national discourse. Al Qaeda, &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/related.aspx?subject=Iran" class="related"&gt;Iran&lt;/a&gt;, North Korea, China, &lt;a href="http://www.newsweek.com/related.aspx?subject=Russia" class="related"&gt;Russia&lt;/a&gt; are all threats in some way or another. But just how violent is today's world, really?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-style: italic;" href="http://www.newsweek.com/id/135380/page/1"&gt;The Rise of the Rest&lt;/a&gt;, by Fareed Zakaria&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7104632339096026900?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7104632339096026900/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7104632339096026900&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7104632339096026900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7104632339096026900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/05/por-20.html' title='Por 20€'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SB-MpE_wkNI/AAAAAAAAAeA/niwz7H2IMRo/s72-c/51XJQyQWocL._SS500_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-4842229506904779351</id><published>2008-04-29T09:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-29T12:37:58.306+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>How black is black and what it means?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SBbaj0_wkMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aX0nAQxHmCE/s1600-h/080428_TH_wright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194579529274790082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SBbaj0_wkMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aX0nAQxHmCE/s400/080428_TH_wright.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.slate.com/blogs/blogs/trailhead/archive/2008/04/28/do-the-wright-thing.aspx"&gt;Do the Wright Thing&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/results?search_query=reverend+wright+national+press+club"&gt;Rev. Wright at the National Press Club &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(28.04.08)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://thecaucus.blogs.nytimes.com/2008/04/28/rev-wright-defends-church-blasts-media/#more-4952"&gt;Rev. Wright defends Church and blast media&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&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/14661955-4842229506904779351?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/4842229506904779351/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=4842229506904779351&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4842229506904779351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4842229506904779351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/how-black-is-black-d-what-it-means.html' title='How black is black and what it means?'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SBbaj0_wkMI/AAAAAAAAAd4/aX0nAQxHmCE/s72-c/080428_TH_wright.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-7129231200092517097</id><published>2008-04-25T09:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-25T10:03:22.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>26 de Abril</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Nasci seis anos após o 25 de Abril e seis anos antes da adesão de Portugal à União Europeia, então CEE. Em 12 anos fez-se um dos percursos mais importantes da História do nosso país.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Sobre o antes de 1974 tenho os relatos do meu pai e de dois tios. Todos diferentes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;###O meu pai ligado à luta anti-ditadura num grupo Maoista desde os 16 anos, presseguido pela PIDE depois de ter desertado, escondido em Lisboa durante quase um ano, presente no Largo do Carmo no dia 25, e toda uma Saga desde esses 16 anos até aos primeiros anos após a Revolução quando a democracia se impunha como o verdadeiro valor a defender. E o regresso ao Porto de madrugada umas semanas após o dia D e um ano após ter fugido à PIDE, e o abraço ao meu avô num Portugal já liberto mas ainda não totalmente livre.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O meu tio, irmão do meu pai, enviado para Moçambique antes de 74 claro mas numa altura já pacífica, passando um período de tédio longe da terra Natal, num país apático e perdido. Rendido às paisagens, aos cheiros e ao clima, mas desterrado e impotente face aos acontecimentos na Lusitânia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O meu outro tio, casado com uma irmã do meu pai, enviado para a Guiné logo nos primeiros anos de Guerra Colonial e dos últimos a de lá sair. Enviado para a linha da frente, se é que havia linhas no mato. Amputaram-lhe parte da alma por lá, a ele e a muitos, povoaram-lhe a mente de fantasmas que ainda hoje reaparecem por vezes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;E há o resto da família claro, a minha mãe, tias e avós, todos, cada um à sua maneira, envolvidos nesse turbilhão, testemunhas em primeira mão do que se passou há 34 anos e nos anos anteriores.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Por todos eles, pela memória dos sacrifícios e da coragem que tiveram, o meu desejo maior é que possamos todos começar a viver o dia a seguir, o 26 de Abril, o 27 e o 28 e por aí fora. Se o 25 de Abril aconteceu foi por isso mesmo, para que os dias que antes dele não passavam, que nos eram tirados e roubados pudessem finalmente correr livres de novo, para o futuro, para um mundo melhor.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7129231200092517097?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7129231200092517097/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7129231200092517097&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7129231200092517097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7129231200092517097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/26-de-abril.html' title='26 de Abril'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-7168575537459205505</id><published>2008-04-23T10:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-23T10:50:24.460+01:00</updated><title type='text'>dia dos enganos</title><content type='html'>Hoje é &lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1326708&amp;amp;idCanal=11"&gt;dia dos enganos&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7168575537459205505?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7168575537459205505/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7168575537459205505&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7168575537459205505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7168575537459205505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/dia-dos-enganos.html' title='dia dos enganos'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-5241739632591632310</id><published>2008-04-18T15:55:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T16:02:50.468+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Crença</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Qualquer mudança ou oportunidade de mudança no panorama político português agrada-me. Qualquer coisinha, nem que seja camuflada e que por trás esteja a ideia de "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mais do mesmo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;", qualquer sinal de que haverá movimento, tempo de antena, publicidade, decisões, votações, confrontos, qualquer coisa que faça tremer nem que ao de leve as águas do pântano, recebo tudo isso com agrado. Não sou crente mas na política portuguesa acredito que um milagre é possível. Aliás, só um milagre é possível.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Menezes tenta o golpe, pois bem, pode ser que sem querer nem crer, desperte algo de sério, e pode até nem ser só no PSD, pode ser que este golpe seja o tal "&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bater de asas de uma borboleta no Japão&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;" que iniciará uma série de acontecimentos que nos levará até uma solução diferente algures no futuro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-5241739632591632310?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/5241739632591632310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=5241739632591632310&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5241739632591632310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5241739632591632310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/crena.html' title='Crença'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-8760440380672032880</id><published>2008-04-15T22:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:53:33.887+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidiano'/><title type='text'>Misunderstanding e misreading</title><content type='html'>Uma camisola colorida num dia de sol, é interpretada como sinal que alguma coisa de bom se passa.&lt;br /&gt;Uma dificuldade em arranjar espaço de agenda para um café, é lido como algo de mau se passa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E no entanto, &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=ToxSQJrbHi8&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;nobody can sing the blues like Blind Willie McTell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-8760440380672032880?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/8760440380672032880/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=8760440380672032880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8760440380672032880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8760440380672032880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/misunderstanding-and-misreading.html' title='&lt;em&gt;Misunderstanding&lt;/em&gt; e &lt;em&gt;misreading&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-637056717048587881</id><published>2008-04-15T22:23:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T22:52:49.916+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul divas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Obama is a Bro </title><content type='html'>O &lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/"&gt;Miguel&lt;/a&gt; faz uma observação pertinente quanto ao facto dos afro-americanos estarem a acolher tão bem Obama, considerando-o um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bro. &lt;/span&gt;Mesmo&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;apesar de, como salienta &lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2008/04/raa-uma-construo-social.html"&gt;neste &lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2008/04/raa-uma-construo-social.html"&gt;post&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;provavelmente em termos genéticos Obama e a generalidade dos afro-americanos terem pouco de comum, no que respeita à origem africana .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contudo, acho que o Miguel não reforça um dado importante e que faz muito eco na comunidade negra nos EUA: Obama foi criado por uma mãe-solteira. Um tipo de organização familiar muito comum entre os afro-americanos: a mãe-solteira que com a ajuda de alguma família mais próxima e os &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;food stamps&lt;/span&gt;, tenta criar e educar as suas crianças [porque o pai, ou fugiu, está preso ou foi morto]. Esse é um elo de ligação muito forte, que faz dele um &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Bro&lt;/span&gt;! [com uma história de vida que daria uma &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=kFBHOtN5ssc&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;soul song with a lot of rythm 'n' blues&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-637056717048587881?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/637056717048587881/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=637056717048587881&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/637056717048587881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/637056717048587881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/obama-is-bro.html' title='Obama is a &lt;em&gt;Bro &lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-3898497154718896044</id><published>2008-04-14T21:32:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:39:57.591+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='soul divas'/><title type='text'>My Soul is somewhere near New Orleans</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KqHMGkxeqSk&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/KqHMGkxeqSk&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-3898497154718896044?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3898497154718896044/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3898497154718896044&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3898497154718896044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3898497154718896044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-soul-is-somewhere-near-new-orleans.html' title='My Soul is somewhere near New Orleans'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-6152209043707203028</id><published>2008-04-13T21:33:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:34:56.073+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='na cozinha'/><title type='text'>Um post directamente da cozinha </title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SAJuIr7tGwI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Gk6I_s1TogE/s1600-h/women_as_explained_by_engineers_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SAJuIr7tGwI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Gk6I_s1TogE/s400/women_as_explained_by_engineers_2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188830816195386114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6152209043707203028?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6152209043707203028/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6152209043707203028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6152209043707203028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6152209043707203028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/um-post-directamente-da-cozinha.html' title='Um &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt; directamente da &lt;a href=&quot;http://oesturrico.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;cozinha &lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SAJuIr7tGwI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Gk6I_s1TogE/s72-c/women_as_explained_by_engineers_2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-3540682115080443357</id><published>2008-04-13T15:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T15:33:38.902+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>On the track</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SAIZkr7tGvI/AAAAAAAAAdo/fmXIaFACBlc/s1600-h/sunrecords.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/SAIZkr7tGvI/AAAAAAAAAdo/fmXIaFACBlc/s400/sunrecords.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188737838743362290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-3540682115080443357?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3540682115080443357/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3540682115080443357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3540682115080443357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3540682115080443357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/on-track.html' title='On the track'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/SAIZkr7tGvI/AAAAAAAAAdo/fmXIaFACBlc/s72-c/sunrecords.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-1716055771401210852</id><published>2008-04-10T17:04:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T17:10:03.955+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Back to the campaign</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R_465seLT7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/msgOGgSAHLw/s1600-h/Obey-Obama-Progress.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187648583642075058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R_465seLT7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/msgOGgSAHLw/s400/Obey-Obama-Progress.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.realclearpolitics.com/horseraceblog/2008/04/what_went_wrong_with_the_clint.html"&gt;She couldn't lose&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-1716055771401210852?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/1716055771401210852/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=1716055771401210852&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1716055771401210852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1716055771401210852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/back-to-campaign.html' title='Back to the campaign'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/R_465seLT7I/AAAAAAAAAdg/msgOGgSAHLw/s72-c/Obey-Obama-Progress.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-8538925884733772609</id><published>2008-04-10T12:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T12:47:25.897+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><title type='text'>Never too old to be a top model</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R_3-KMeLT6I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Da0gO6LPDyQ/s1600-h/LV.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187581796900622242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R_3-KMeLT6I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Da0gO6LPDyQ/s400/LV.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R_3-AceLT5I/AAAAAAAAAdQ/dKbyrnZkD8k/s1600-h/LV.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-8538925884733772609?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/8538925884733772609/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=8538925884733772609&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8538925884733772609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8538925884733772609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/never-too-old-to-be-top-model.html' title='Never too old to be a top model'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/R_3-KMeLT6I/AAAAAAAAAdY/Da0gO6LPDyQ/s72-c/LV.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-1103406319296540407</id><published>2008-04-10T12:20:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T12:50:11.367+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidiano'/><title type='text'>Too young to be too old!</title><content type='html'>Por ironia do destino, acabei por ir ao Coliseu ver os &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=UsazuAL1J70"&gt;The Hives&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;O facto é que só conhecia 1, 2 músicas e quanto foram tocadas demorei a reconhecê-las.&lt;br /&gt;Irritou-me a posse de Mick Jagger sueco, como se não tivessem passado 40 anos. Isso sem&lt;br /&gt;sequer ser sublimemente mimada. Mas as crianças de 12, 13, 15 anos que deliravam com o artista, provavelmente não dariam pela diferença.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfim, ao chegar a casa adormeci a ouvir &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=6iBWXSadpXA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;some old and good music&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-1103406319296540407?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/1103406319296540407/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=1103406319296540407&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1103406319296540407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1103406319296540407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/too-young-to-be-too-old.html' title='Too young to be too old!'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-3391332811471092662</id><published>2008-04-07T23:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:12:37.814+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultura'/><title type='text'>Woody Guthrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/AD-GHye9ohA&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/AD-GHye9ohA&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-3391332811471092662?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3391332811471092662/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3391332811471092662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3391332811471092662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3391332811471092662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/woody-guthrie.html' title='Woody Guthrie'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-1596994432332320082</id><published>2008-04-07T23:06:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:11:26.043+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultura'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Citações'/><title type='text'>Citações CXLIX</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;What was the future? The future was a solid wall, not promising, not threatening - all bunk. No guarantees of anything, not even the guarantee that life isn't one big joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Chronicles, Volume one&lt;/span&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Bob Dylan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[aL]&lt;br /&gt;&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/14661955-1596994432332320082?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/1596994432332320082/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=1596994432332320082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1596994432332320082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/1596994432332320082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/citaes-cxlix.html' title='Citações CXLIX'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-5958162954335270643</id><published>2008-04-07T21:59:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T22:22:40.395+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Arte'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Cultura'/><title type='text'>Pulitzer Prize</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R_qM6AHjtAI/AAAAAAAAAdI/t8Ej4OmTFeo/s1600-h/07_bobdylan_lgl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R_qM6AHjtAI/AAAAAAAAAdI/t8Ej4OmTFeo/s400/07_bobdylan_lgl.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186612848962548738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://pulitzer.org/year/2008/special-citation/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt; A Special Citation to Bob Dylan for his profound impact on popular music and American culture, marked by lyrical compositions of extraordinary poetic power. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-5958162954335270643?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/5958162954335270643/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=5958162954335270643&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5958162954335270643'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5958162954335270643'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/pulitzer-prize.html' title='Pulitzer Prize'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/R_qM6AHjtAI/AAAAAAAAAdI/t8Ej4OmTFeo/s72-c/07_bobdylan_lgl.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-236019387397867091</id><published>2008-04-04T09:22:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T09:23:39.002+01:00</updated><title type='text'>lipemarujo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Aparecerá a partir de agora Filipe em vez de lipemarujo. Nada de mais, apenas isso. Mas sintam-se à vontade para me chamarem como bem entenderem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Filipe&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-236019387397867091?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/236019387397867091/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=236019387397867091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/236019387397867091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/236019387397867091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/lipemarujo.html' title='lipemarujo'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-4391284019941408544</id><published>2008-04-02T23:12:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-02T23:17:51.585+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><title type='text'>O que tenho andado a fazer? III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=G5Rbkcxiibw"&gt;because is magical when it happens!&lt;/a&gt; and I just don't want to share it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&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/14661955-4391284019941408544?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/4391284019941408544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=4391284019941408544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4391284019941408544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4391284019941408544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/04/o-que-tenho-andado-fazer-iii.html' title='O que tenho andado a fazer? III'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-6439952150522983480</id><published>2008-03-27T19:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-31T13:53:07.389+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Filmes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidiano'/><title type='text'>O que tenho andado a fazer? II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-r7HgHjs3I/AAAAAAAAAb8/Ihn1XmoRvBc/s1600-h/image3739001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182230427542467442" style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-r7HgHjs3I/AAAAAAAAAb8/Ihn1XmoRvBc/s320/image3739001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Num mês em que só mesmo um Fritz Lang ou um Buster Keaton me fazem ver cinema, cedi e vi &lt;a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0467406/"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Juno&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do que gostei(?), a música... a boa música entre um folk e até mesmo um country, com letras sobre verdadeiras estórias de vida, de amores. Parece que estes sons me perseguem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsdepot.com/johnny-cash/a-boy-named-sue.html"&gt;Son, this world is rough &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And if a man's gonna make it, he's gotta be tough&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I knew I wouldn't be there to help ya along.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;So I give ya that name and I said goodbye&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I knew you'd have to get tough or die&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And it's the name that helped to make you strong&lt;/em&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto ao argumento, era de facto delicado e cheio de subtilezas. Ainda assim é a &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/gp/recsradio/radio/B00104W8T6/ref=pd_krex_listen_dp_img?ie=UTF8&amp;amp;refTagSuffix=dp_img#"&gt;música&lt;/a&gt; que me ecoa na memória.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/k/kimya_dawson/tire_swing.html"&gt;I had a dream that had to drive to Madison&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To deliver a painting for some silly reason&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I took a wrong turn and ended up in Michigan&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paul Baribeau took me to the giant tire swing&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gave me a push and he started singingI sang along while &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I was swinging&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The sound of our voices made us forget everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;That had ever hurt our feelings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6439952150522983480?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6439952150522983480/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6439952150522983480&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6439952150522983480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6439952150522983480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/num-ms-em-que-s-mesmo-um-fritz-lang-ou.html' title='O que tenho andado a fazer? II'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-r7HgHjs3I/AAAAAAAAAb8/Ihn1XmoRvBc/s72-c/image3739001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-7317635049608433417</id><published>2008-03-27T10:50:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-27T15:07:04.114Z</updated><title type='text'>Sócrates, Platão, Aristóteles e Scolari</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Portugal perdeu com a Grécia. Perdeu bem. Perde-se bem quando o adversário é melhor, foi o caso. Scolari, já o disse, é um treinador normal. A grande qualidade que tem é conseguir motivar equipas em fases finais, o que não é pouco admito, mas não chega, sobretudo quando Portugal já não pode ser surpresa mas sim uma certeza. Os adversários vão estar a contar connosco, tal como a Grécia ontem, e não vão facilitar. Scolari ontem levou uma lição de futebol e não teve argumentos. Primeiro porque escolheu mal a equipa e segundo porque os gregos preparam-se para recriar o estilo de jogo que os tornou vencedores no Euro 2004, com um futebol muitíssimo organizado, uma inteligência que nunca Portugal terá. Para além disso os gregos têm aquela arrogância agressiva dos italianos e franceses que, como também já disse, nos atrapalha e nos faz perder a cabeça como adolescentes com cio. Somos incapazes de ficar por cima, de ter calma, de saber esperar, de perder tempo. Só o Porto de Mourinho conseguiu em Portugal praticar esse futebol. As equipas de Scolari nunca o conseguiram.&lt;br /&gt;Mas bom, um meio-campo com Meira, Veloso e Carlos Martins nunca ganharia um jogo contra grandes equipas. Os jornais falam de Moutinho e Veloso mas minha nossa, pelas nossas alminhas, são jogadores tão frágeis que metem dó vê-los elevados a jogadores como Bassinas ou Karagounis na Grécia. Mil vezes o Raúl Meireles, mil vezes. E fala-se da ausência de Ronaldo como se fosse a razão da derrota. Com Ronaldo ontem teria sido igual. O Cristiano tem estado em grande no Manchester porque as bolas chegam lá à frente, aliás ele tem estado em grande por marcar golos já dentro da área (ou de livre), logo, a bola tem de lá chegar. Já o disse (repito a expressão novamente) Portugal só terá sucesso se um senhor chamado Deco estiver em grande e/ou por milagre o Maniche jogar metade do que jogou no Euro e no Mundial. Sem isso não passamos dos grupos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outra coisa, esta com muito nojo: encheram os comentadores e os jornais a boca com a ausência do Nani também. Perdoem-me, mas f*d*-s*, Nani? Muito bom sem dúvida mas rogo-vos, o rapazito foi titular um par de vezes na selecção e alterna banco com substituição no Manchester, não estraguem o que ele pode fazer de bom elevando-o ao patamar de indiscutível. Isto mexe-me com os nervos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quanto ao Quaresma, péssimo ontem (como em muitos jogos do Porto), mas poupem-no, não o ataquem tanto só porque ele é do melhor clube nacional. Se o cigano fosse do Benfica ou do Sporting era capa de jornais todos os dias e já tinha propostas (fictícias) de todos os grandes clubes do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perdemos com a Grécia e aqui concordo com o Scolari, foi um resultado normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Scolari é também ele normal. Estou farto de normalidade, desde que nasci (e anets atmbém) que a Selecção é normal. Quero um treinador anormal, quero o Paulo Bento, para mim o treinador mais correcto que vi até hoje. Não esquecer que o homem é teinador há um par de anos só e tem uma equipa de caquinha, pudera, quando Veloso e Moutinho são os motores da equipa. Quero o Cajuda e a sua fé na Nossa Senhora. Quero o Humberto Coelho que joga com dois trincos. Quero um jugoslavo qualquer para ganharmos aquela impiedosa vontade de vencer. Quero o Mourinho de há 4 anos. Quero, por favor, que o Scolari vá pentear macacos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viva Portugal.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;ps- também já o disse, ainda hoje me lembro de todos os jogadores gregos que jogaram a final contra Portugal em 2004.&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/14661955-7317635049608433417?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7317635049608433417/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7317635049608433417&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7317635049608433417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7317635049608433417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/scrates-plato-aristteles-e-scolari.html' title='Sócrates, Platão, Aristóteles e Scolari'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-4235819783902571899</id><published>2008-03-27T01:31:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:33:29.644Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>O que tenho andado a fazer?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/99CT3wQmiFU&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/99CT3wQmiFU&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-4235819783902571899?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/4235819783902571899/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=4235819783902571899&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4235819783902571899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4235819783902571899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/o-que-tenho-andado-fazer.html' title='O que tenho andado a fazer?'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-7871050977251363308</id><published>2008-03-27T01:13:00.004Z</published><updated>2008-03-27T01:23:31.324Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bloggers'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Um bonito par</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-r1TwHjs2I/AAAAAAAAAb0/u_676c0Qh6E/s1600-h/Muppets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-r1TwHjs2I/AAAAAAAAAb0/u_676c0Qh6E/s320/Muppets.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182224040926098274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="article_title"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lp.org/media/article_573.shtml"&gt;Mike Gravel joins Libertarian Party&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="article_title"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="article_title"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(via &lt;a href="http://ventosueste.blogspot.com/2008/03/mike-gravel-joins-libertarian-party.html"&gt;CN&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7871050977251363308?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7871050977251363308/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7871050977251363308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7871050977251363308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7871050977251363308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/blog-post.html' title='Um bonito par'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-r1TwHjs2I/AAAAAAAAAb0/u_676c0Qh6E/s72-c/Muppets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-6059767802469329839</id><published>2008-03-26T22:54:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-26T23:01:57.593Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='there&apos;s something about America'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidiano'/><title type='text'>SMS [que faz bem ao ego]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Estou a ouvir &lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=lGOVZPKeRQA&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;Sam Cooke&lt;/a&gt; e a reler a tua carta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6059767802469329839?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6059767802469329839/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6059767802469329839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6059767802469329839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6059767802469329839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/sms-que-faz-bem-ao-ego.html' title='SMS [que faz bem ao ego]'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-23686931780023690</id><published>2008-03-26T15:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-26T16:03:13.727Z</updated><title type='text'>Técnicos?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Os "pais" querem técnicos para resolver problemas de indisciplina nas escolas &lt;a href="http://ultimahora.publico.clix.pt/noticia.aspx?id=1323717"&gt;segundo o Público&lt;/a&gt;. Mas que técnicos? Psicólogos, polícias, seguranças de sicotecas, bombeiros, bailarinos, jogadores de futebol, estrelas de cinema, morangos com açúcar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mais funcionalismo público, mais gente nas escolas, mais funcionários que se arrastam sem verdadeiras responsabilidades pelos corredores. Mais e mais e mais... mas menos educação, menos simplicidade e normalidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-23686931780023690?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/23686931780023690/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=23686931780023690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/23686931780023690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/23686931780023690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/tcnicos.html' title='Técnicos?'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-961590351594661638</id><published>2008-03-26T12:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-26T12:55:27.707Z</updated><title type='text'>Counting Crows - Saturday Nights &amp; Sunday Mornings</title><content type='html'>Counting Crows de regresso e em grande:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ecx.images-amazon.com/images/I/51xxRnBFoZL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YlqzpIUQyVs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YlqzpIUQyVs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-961590351594661638?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/961590351594661638/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=961590351594661638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/961590351594661638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/961590351594661638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/counting-crows-saturday-nights-sunday.html' title='Counting Crows - Saturday Nights &amp; Sunday Mornings'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-9094452527546534173</id><published>2008-03-26T10:41:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-26T10:44:25.915Z</updated><title type='text'>Mais que mães</title><content type='html'>Mesmo sendo em inglês, Pedro Arroja &lt;a href="http://portugalcontemporaneo.blogspot.com/2008/03/best-buddy.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; tem razão. Aquela monstruosidade de algumas pessoas dizerem &lt;em&gt;a minha relação com a minha filha é mais que mãe&lt;/em&gt; ou &lt;em&gt;sou o melhor amigo do meu filho &lt;/em&gt;é de um ridículo absoluto. Ridículo e mau.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-9094452527546534173?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/9094452527546534173/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=9094452527546534173&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/9094452527546534173'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/9094452527546534173'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/mais-que-mes.html' title='Mais que mães'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-469381628423955127</id><published>2008-03-25T07:54:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-25T07:56:44.107Z</updated><title type='text'>Nem de propósito</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca%20href="&gt;Daqui.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181584973966988690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/R-iwFKLN1ZI/AAAAAAAABU0/sKF_3uzUmMc/s800/striphandler.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-469381628423955127?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/469381628423955127/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=469381628423955127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/469381628423955127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/469381628423955127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/nem-de-propsito.html' title='Nem de propósito'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/R-iwFKLN1ZI/AAAAAAAABU0/sKF_3uzUmMc/s72-c/striphandler.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-6265543244258429566</id><published>2008-03-24T11:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-24T11:52:32.850Z</updated><title type='text'>E depois?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.abola.pt/nnh/index.asp?op=ver&amp;amp;noticia=137892&amp;amp;tema=9"&gt;Lemos isto&lt;/a&gt; e depois?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gostava de acreditar na ingenuidade de aplicar liberdade em todo lado. Porque não? Chegámos a um ponto em que a indeferença reina lado a lado com a hipocrisia. eu, tu, ele, nós, vós, eles, todos. Por diplomacia, por dinheiro, por preguiça, por desalento. Uma coisa simples como dizer-se o que se pensa é crime em certos lugares. E depois?&lt;br /&gt;Aos poucos dizem alguns, aos poucos vamos tentar vencer, tentar semear a liberdade. Mas o que é isso de "aos poucos". Que contributo é o teu para esse "aos poucos"?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6265543244258429566?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6265543244258429566/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6265543244258429566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6265543244258429566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6265543244258429566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/e-depois.html' title='E depois?'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-3095457676585360589</id><published>2008-03-24T01:45:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-24T01:53:15.209Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><title type='text'>A Postcard from Las Médulas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-cH0QHjszI/AAAAAAAAAbc/PajBQRvX1-Y/s1600-h/IMG_7649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-cH0QHjszI/AAAAAAAAAbc/PajBQRvX1-Y/s400/IMG_7649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5181118490574304050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://youtube.com/watch?v=WaIT0mKJ7D0&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;and the soundtrack&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&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/14661955-3095457676585360589?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3095457676585360589/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3095457676585360589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3095457676585360589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3095457676585360589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/postcard-from-las-mdulas.html' title='A Postcard from &lt;em&gt;Las Médulas&lt;/em&gt;'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-cH0QHjszI/AAAAAAAAAbc/PajBQRvX1-Y/s72-c/IMG_7649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-2226564024743122483</id><published>2008-03-20T21:43:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-20T21:45:33.997Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='blogger'/><title type='text'>Para o Lipe, com algum atraso [só hoje recebi o convite ;) ]</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-LaogHjsyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/PqSOTWEC_bM/s1600-h/medium_Numeriser0005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-LaogHjsyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/PqSOTWEC_bM/s400/medium_Numeriser0005.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179942910780748578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-2226564024743122483?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/2226564024743122483/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=2226564024743122483&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/2226564024743122483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/2226564024743122483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/para-o-lipe-com-algum-atraso-s-hoje.html' title='Para o Lipe, com algum atraso [só hoje recebi o convite ;) ]'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-LaogHjsyI/AAAAAAAAAbU/PqSOTWEC_bM/s72-c/medium_Numeriser0005.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-460631252590205931</id><published>2008-03-18T23:01:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-19T11:08:38.216Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='música'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><title type='text'>Ouvindo em loop</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed src="http://services.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/416542555" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=1178857419&amp;playerId=416542555&amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://services.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;domain=embed&amp;autoStart=false&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="510" height="550" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swLiveConnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-460631252590205931?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/460631252590205931/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=460631252590205931&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/460631252590205931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/460631252590205931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/ouvindo-em-loop.html' title='Ouvindo em loop'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-4194427161591432222</id><published>2008-03-18T22:51:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-18T22:53:50.570Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidiano'/><title type='text'>Terminada a peregrinação</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-BH2eJMUII/AAAAAAAAAbM/iAyq4464VHw/s1600-h/aL+foto+057.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-BH2eJMUII/AAAAAAAAAbM/iAyq4464VHw/s400/aL+foto+057.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5179218572606197890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-4194427161591432222?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/4194427161591432222/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=4194427161591432222&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4194427161591432222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4194427161591432222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/terminada-peregrinao.html' title='Terminada a peregrinação'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/R-BH2eJMUII/AAAAAAAAAbM/iAyq4464VHw/s72-c/aL+foto+057.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-6787500218023739472</id><published>2008-03-14T15:10:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-14T15:15:24.943Z</updated><title type='text'>regras das regras das proibições das proibições</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Este Governo anda louco. Agora é &lt;a href="http://diariodigital.sapo.pt/news.asp?section_id=12&amp;amp;id_news=323356"&gt;isto&lt;/a&gt;. Proibir piercings na língua. A falta de coerência é tanta que esgota qualquer argumentação. Estamos a enveredar por caminhos muito perigosos, ai estamos, estamos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-6787500218023739472?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/6787500218023739472/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=6787500218023739472&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6787500218023739472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/6787500218023739472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/regras-das-regras-das-proibies-das.html' title='regras das regras das proibições das proibições'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-7112870138415184137</id><published>2008-03-13T01:28:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-13T01:40:10.297Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Beleza'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidiano'/><title type='text'>Peregrinação</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R9iDm-JMUHI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Ax0I07MSGZg/s1600-h/cabecera1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R9iDm-JMUHI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Ax0I07MSGZg/s400/cabecera1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5177032477202206834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Las_M%C3%A9dulas"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Las Médulas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7112870138415184137?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7112870138415184137/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7112870138415184137&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7112870138415184137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7112870138415184137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/peregrinao.html' title='Peregrinação'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/R9iDm-JMUHI/AAAAAAAAAbE/Ax0I07MSGZg/s72-c/cabecera1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-3296560923599908210</id><published>2008-03-12T01:27:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-12T01:47:50.915Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>Being John King</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R9c2NeJMUGI/AAAAAAAAAa8/hyN7Hc7B6aw/s1600-h/cnn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__z48WLv5Fvg/R9c2NeJMUGI/AAAAAAAAAa8/hyN7Hc7B6aw/s400/cnn.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5176665901743493218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/POLITICS/"&gt;But without the magical screen&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;[aL]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-3296560923599908210?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3296560923599908210/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3296560923599908210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3296560923599908210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3296560923599908210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/being-john-king.html' title='Being John King'/><author><name>aL</name><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/__z48WLv5Fvg/R9c2NeJMUGI/AAAAAAAAAa8/hyN7Hc7B6aw/s72-c/cnn.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-7802337989741175223</id><published>2008-03-10T15:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-10T15:23:08.090Z</updated><title type='text'>novos pecados</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O Vaticano publicou uma &lt;a href="http://green.yahoo.com/news/nm/20080310/hl_nm/pope_sins_dc.html"&gt;lista de pecados novos&lt;/a&gt;. Coisas a não fazer se tememos o Pugartório ou o Inferno.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-7802337989741175223?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/7802337989741175223/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=7802337989741175223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7802337989741175223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/7802337989741175223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/novos-pecados.html' title='novos pecados'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-4694831475237120504</id><published>2008-03-08T12:52:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-08T12:55:58.556Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='luxúria'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotidiano'/><title type='text'>It is weekend and i have to go to work</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;object height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MudCN8FyW3k"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MudCN8FyW3k" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="255" width="325"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-4694831475237120504?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/4694831475237120504/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=4694831475237120504&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4694831475237120504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4694831475237120504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/it-is-weekend-and-i-have-to-go-to-work.html' title='It is weekend and i have to go to work'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-4584170821155624038</id><published>2008-03-05T15:02:00.001Z</published><updated>2008-03-05T16:56:51.523Z</updated><title type='text'>Cimbalino</title><content type='html'>Eu nem sou muito de tomar café, mas estando longe, às vezes, dá-me saudades de um bom cimbalino.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://wulffmorgenthaler.com/strip.aspx?id=d4115873-95e9-443d-a12c-848474a167a0"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173848536524694818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/R80z1O06pSI/AAAAAAAABOo/01BNSdONDZs/s800/striphandler.gif" border="0" /&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/14661955-4584170821155624038?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/4584170821155624038/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=4584170821155624038&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4584170821155624038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/4584170821155624038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/simbalino.html' title='Cimbalino'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/R80z1O06pSI/AAAAAAAABOo/01BNSdONDZs/s72-c/striphandler.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-3719465187088550573</id><published>2008-03-04T14:58:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-04T15:06:11.894Z</updated><title type='text'>Portugal Contemporâneo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O blogue &lt;a href="http://portugalcontemporaneo.blogspot.com/"&gt;Portugal Contemporâneo&lt;/a&gt;, que há uns tempos se reforçou com Ricardo Arroja e Joaquim, é um blogue cujo conteúdo não consigo classificar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Parece-me que todos eles são analistas. Mas analistas sem propriamente apresentarem uma conclusão. Não sei, parece-me que cada artigo é um exercício um pouco vazio de quem sabe a conclusão mas não a quer verbalizar, ou até defender. Ficam-se pela análise. Não é bom nem mau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Por exemplo, &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/ão"&gt;este artigo de Joaquim&lt;/a&gt;, espelha um pouco isso. Apresenta um livro que analisa o pensamento filosófico de uma outra pessoa, pessoa essa que influenciou uma outra. É a análise de uma análise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Todo o blogue é um pouco isso, análise de análise. E tudo num tom meio estranho em que vão-se dizendo coisas subtilmente.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Tipo a malta da Cientologia.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-3719465187088550573?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3719465187088550573/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3719465187088550573&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3719465187088550573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3719465187088550573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/portugal-contemporneo.html' title='Portugal Contemporâneo'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-3555543282942984344</id><published>2008-03-04T12:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-04T12:24:12.016Z</updated><title type='text'>DN</title><content type='html'>O &lt;a href="http://dn.sapo.pt/"&gt;Diário de Notícias&lt;/a&gt; tem hoje 5 artigos de opinião. Não li nenhum, apenas os títulos. Três dão que pensar:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HUGO CHÁVEZ GARCÍA MÁRQUEZ E A MINHA AVÓ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;UM OBAMA À PORTUGUESA PARA A MESA CINCO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLINTON, SIM, OU A FILHA?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-3555543282942984344?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/3555543282942984344/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=3555543282942984344&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3555543282942984344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/3555543282942984344'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/dn.html' title='DN'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-8568401612835213343</id><published>2008-03-04T11:14:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-03-04T11:27:52.834Z</updated><title type='text'>Poder e não poder</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.atlantico-online.net/blogue/2008/03/04/o-be-de-louca/"&gt;Concordo com Pedro Marques Lopes&lt;/a&gt; em geral naquilo que diz sobre um partido político ter de ter um objectivo de poder para fazer sentido. A entrevista de Louçã (que não li nem vi) pelos vistos mostrou um Bloco de Esquerda incomodado em tornar-se poder, preferindo ser oposição, contra-poder portanto.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Como disse concordo no geral com Pedro Marques Lopes mas há que salvaguardar algumas coisas. Um partido pequeno (ou mesmo um dos grandes) não deve procurar o poder apenas pelo poder. Estes truques de coligações após as eleições são muitas vezes tristes espectáculos políticos. Sobretudo a nível autárquico onde, em nome de se ser poder, fazem-se as alianças mais incríveis e hipócritas, levando a uma gestão desastrosa do mandato político.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;O problema dos partidos hoje não é tanto representado pelo medo que o BE de Louçã tem pelo poder mas antes pela sede excessiva de poder de todos os outros (e parte do BE).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Não tenho nada contra coligações, mesmo pós-eleitorais, julgo é que os exemplos de sucesso são poucos e nada transparentes. E defendo também, que num processo claro e de responsabilidade um partido deve obvimamente aproveitar a oportunidade de ser poder. Mas não a qualquer custo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-8568401612835213343?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/8568401612835213343/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=8568401612835213343&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8568401612835213343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8568401612835213343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/poder-mas.html' title='Poder e não poder'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14661955.post-8452868079689408036</id><published>2008-03-03T22:44:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-03-03T22:56:52.464Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='no feminino'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='na cozinha'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Citações'/><title type='text'>Um post directamente da cozinha </title><content type='html'>Porque os lábios da mulher estranha destilam favos de mel, e o seu paladar é mais suave do que o azeite. Mas o seu fim é amargoso como o absinto, agudo como a espada de dois gumes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Provérbios de Salomão - Antigo Testamento&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[aL]&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/14661955-8452868079689408036?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/8452868079689408036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=8452868079689408036&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8452868079689408036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/8452868079689408036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/um-post-directamente-da-cozinha.html' title='Um &lt;em&gt;post&lt;/em&gt; directamente da &lt;a href=&quot;http://oesturrico.wordpress.com/&quot;&gt;cozinha &lt;/a&gt;'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-906620405486891555</id><published>2008-03-01T11:18:00.005Z</published><updated>2008-03-01T13:21:18.162Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='USA 2008 Presidentials'/><title type='text'>is 3am and the phone is ringing</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M70emIFxETs&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M70emIFxETs&amp;rel=1&amp;border=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"width="325" height="255"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;embed src="http://services.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f8/353515028" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=1438426955&amp;playerId=353515028&amp;viewerSecureGatewayURL=https://services.brightcove.com/services/amfgateway&amp;servicesURL=http://services.brightcove.com/services&amp;cdnURL=http://admin.brightcove.com&amp;domain=embed&amp;autoStart=false&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="386" height="312" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" swLiveConnect="true" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;[aL]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-906620405486891555?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/906620405486891555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=906620405486891555&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/906620405486891555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/906620405486891555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/03/is-3am-and-phone-is-ringing.html' title='is 3am and the phone is ringing'/><author><name>aL</name><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-14661955.post-5641433129049432126</id><published>2008-02-29T12:38:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-02-29T12:45:53.684Z</updated><title type='text'>I rest my case</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Venho por este meio oferecer os meus serviços de advogado (nunca frequentei nenhum curso de Direito) ao Ministro Jaime Silva no caso que Paulo Portas contra ele moveu. Portas queixa-se de insulto quando Silva disse que o líder do CDS/PP tinha "calotes políticos". Ora, o dicionário online da Priberam diz o seguinte:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;calote&lt;br /&gt;s. f.,&lt;br /&gt;vd. &lt;a href="javascript:SeleccionaEntrada("&gt;calota&lt;/a&gt;;&lt;br /&gt;s. m.,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dívida que não se pagou&lt;/strong&gt; ou que se contraiu com tenção de a não pagar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Bastaria a Silva argumentar que quado disse calote se referia à parte em sublinhado e não à segunda parte da definição (essa sim susceptível de ser insultuosa se não for provada). Se Silva argumentar que usou calote apenas como dívida, então não pode ser considerado insulto pois uma dívida pode ser contraída sem querer nem responsabilidade.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;É de borla tudo isto, obrigado.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lipemarujo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14661955-5641433129049432126?l=19mesesdepois.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/feeds/5641433129049432126/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14661955&amp;postID=5641433129049432126&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5641433129049432126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14661955/posts/default/5641433129049432126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://19mesesdepois.blogspot.com/2008/02/i-rest-my-case.html' title='I rest my case'/><author><name>Filipe</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_XLhqi-xzYwI/SyZYx_3NImI/AAAAAAAAGDw/uO6a-PfbEao/S220/DSC02045.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
