Justiça!

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Boa! Por uma destas é que eu não esperava. Por este andar… dentro e pouco nenhum malfeitor escapa à justiça. Assim mesmo é que é, pois então!

A justiça portuguesa está de parabéns!
Depois de anos e anos a batalhar eis que surgem os primeiros resultados.

Desde a morte de Francisco Sá Carneiro e do eterno mistério que a rodeia,
Ao desaparecimento de Madeleine McCann,
Ao caso Casa Pia
Do caso Portucale
Operação Furacão
Da compra dos submarinos
Às escutas ao primeiro-ministro
Do caso da Universidade Independente
Ao caso da Universidade Moderna
Do Futebol Clube do Porto
O Apito Dourado
Ao Sport Lisboa Benfica
Da corrupção dos árbitros
À corrupção dos autarcas
De Fátima Felgueiras
A Isaltino Morais
Da Braga parques
Ao grande empresário Bibi
Das queixas tardias de Catalina Pestana
Às de João Cravinho
As operações imobiliárias da Obriverca
As alterações dos PDMs para beneficiar construtores.
As acusações feitas por Marinho Pinto bastonário da Ordem dos
Advogados e que o MP prometeu investigar.
Dos doentes infectados por acidente e negligência com o vírus da sida?
Do miúdo electrocutado no semáforo
Do outro afogado num parque aquático?
Das crianças assassinadas na Madeira
Do mistério dos crimes imputados ao padre Frederico?
Do autarca alentejano queimado no seu carro e cuja cabeça foi roubada
do Instituto de Medicina Legal?
A miúda desaparecida em Figueira?
Todas as crianças desaparecida antes delas, quem as procurou?
As famosas fotografias de Teresa Costa Macedo? Aquelas em que ela reconheceu imensa gente ‘importante’, jogadores de futebol, milionários, políticos, onde estão?
Os crimes de evasão fiscal de Artur Albarran

Os negócios escuros do grupo Carlyle do senhor Carlucci em Portugal,
onde é que isso pára?
O mesmo grupo Carlyle onde labora o ex-ministro Martins da Cruz, apeado por causa de um pequeno crime sem importância, o da cunha para a sua filha. A distribuição aos amigos das casas da Câmara de Lisboa

Pois é… a justiça portuguesa está de Parabéns!
Depois de anos e anos a batalhar eis que surgem os primeiros resultados.

Prenderam um jovem que fez um download de música …
YEAAAAAAAAH!… VIVA!!!!

Primeiro português condenado à prisão por pirataria musical na Internet!… O Indivíduo poderá passar entre 60 a 90 dias atrás das grades por ter feito o download e partilhado música ilegalmente com outros utilizadores!…

Confirmam-se as declarações do Bastonário dos Advogados:
‘O Ministério Público é muito forte com os fracos e muito fraco com os fortes’, afirmou. ‘Existe em Portugal uma criminalidade muito importante, do mais nocivo para o Estado e para a sociedade, e andam por aí alguns impunemente a exibir os benefícios e os lucros dessa criminalidade, sem haver para lhes tocar. Alguns até ocupam cargos relevantes no aparelho de Estado português, ostensivamente’, afirmou Marinho Pinto, citado pelos jornais portugueses. Segundo afirmou, ‘o fenómeno da corrupção é um dos cenários que mais ameaça a saúde do Estado de direito em Portugal’.

[E podemos já juntar mais uns escândalos de BPN e BPP's ... vergonhoso, e os verdadeiros culpados? Todos nós!]

Requiem

December 25th 2008, got up around 9 am; no hangover whatsoever… sun was going high and already glowing, the gentle breeze making the pastures behind the house wave, and shining white green.

Took a drive down the beach where there was no one, and while I was out looking and starring at the sea, the wind spoke to me for the first time is a long, long while. She said “everything is going to be alright, everything is going to stay alright”

“Long past flow, The time has come when you just don’t know, I can see it in your eyes, they who tell me so: You’re angry and surprised at the way things go; so this is the maddest that you’ve ever been, and this is the saddest that you’ve ever been.”

Av. General Rivera, Uruguay

Pure love, pure hate, pure creation, pure destruction

I’m all alone in a strange place, I hear nothing not a single voice I’m the boy in the land of shadows Still misunderstood, still misunderstanding…

At first I felt panic, and then just peace, with a revolted acceptance of the emptiness inside me, like there is solution, there are no given conclusion, only confusion, self inflicted … but I’m conscious of it all now, and I know I have the strength to overcome this, like he would wanted it to. Let my demons come and swing their axe at me, I will show them what I’m made of…

(inspired and adapted from Primitive reason)

Stand by me …

There are some good things that pass right on our side without us realising them, this is such and example. Last night, Tiago Boto, a friend of mine sent me a link to a video that gave him chills of emotion. It was a video from the award-winning documentary, “Playing For Change: Peace Through Music”, this one featured a cover of the Ben E. King classic “Stand by me” by musicians around the world adding their part to the song as it travelled the globe. Really worth watching!

Also visit www.playingforchange.com for updates and exclusive contents.

New Blog!

Only a quick note to introduce my new blog, that I hope I can get up-to-date on a regular basis.
It runs on a wordpress database system and make everything much easier, not like the other one I had that all contents had to be changes manually and all connections and actualizations became pure torture.

Master Álvaro and his

Here i leave a photo that mark of of the high periods of this year about to end, Uruguay. One afternoon Santi and me went Montevideo’s down town to by a matera and a bombilla. On the photo is master Alvaro, a street vendor, to whom we bought the things we were searching for.
Hope you pass by once in a while too see what I’m up to and to give your opinion and suggestions as you see fit! :-)

History is an Errant Paradox

It was during early 2006 that Alicia Alvarez handed me a book saying: this is our bible. I then read “Las Venas Abiertas de America Latina” (Open Veins of Latin America) by an author unknown to me then called Eduardo Galeano. I took that book when travelling through Argentina and the more I read the more I came to understand that we needed a shift not only in South America but also in other places like my birth country, Portugal. In it I could read how good and valuable people we stripped out of their good ideas and values by greedy people. But that’s not big news…

I will not make a synopsis of the book or anything. Actually I want to take your attention to another book he is about to publish and to an excerpt called “History is an Errant Paradox”.

On it you can read things like this:
When they were evicted from the Garden of Eden, Adam and Eve moved to Africa, not Paris. Some time later, when their children had embarked on their ways in the world, writing was invented. In Iraq, not Texas.
Algebra was invented in Iraq too, by Mohammed al Jwarizmi, 1,200 years ago, and the word ‘algorithm’ was derived from his name.
The three novelties that made the European Renaissance possible – the compass, gunpowder and the printing press – were invented by the Chinese, who also invented almost everything that Europe reinvented.
The Hindus knew before anybody else that the world was round, and the Mayans created the most precise calendar ever devised.

Continue reading …

Bolivian Passport

History especially…. That’s the topic I most like to read before departing to a new trip. This time I’m going back to South America; and why history? I like to go back in space and revive the birth of nations that allows to a better understanding of the current society. However, I also like to get some knowledge about the current trends and what some interesting places to visit.
This time I’ll be landing Buenos Aires on the 15th of June and head towards Montevideo (Uruguay) straight away, and have a week of vacations there. Then on the 21st I’ll be flying to Santiago (Chile) for the annual meeting of the International Whaling Commission (IWC) as a representative of the International Fund for animal Welfare (IFAW), and will be returning to Buenos Aires for some time in Argentina, returning home on the 6th of July.

But reading here and there and looking out for visa specifications I stumble on an article from the New Internationalist website about Bolivia, quite astonishing!

And did you know that …
Bolivians seeking tourist entry to the US have the pleasure of completing the following steps:
1 Pay $110 (twice the monthly minimum wage) for the honour of submitting a visa application and seeking an interview at the US Embassy in La Paz.
2 Wait (usually months) for your interview to be scheduled.
3 Travel to La Paz and wait in a long line in Arctic-like morning weather outside the fortress-like, white US Embassy.
4 Approach the first window and have your paperwork reviewed (including all kinds of personal economic information, such as bank statements and employment letters). Have a good chance of being turned away right then for completing incorrectly the confusing, English-only forms.
5 Advance to a second window for questioning about your intentions. You might chat through the thick glass window with someone who is friendly, or with an official who seems interested in turning surliness into a fine art.
6 Stand a 90-per-cent chance of being denied (no refund of the $110 you paid the US Government for the experience).

Read more here

Car Crash (again)

Those things that happen, they say… well with me they happen too far often! I returned from Sao Tome and Principe (West Africa); on the 27th of March (Thursday). By Friday (the 28th) I was involved in a car crash. A lady thought it was a good idea to reverse her car in the middle of the road when I was driving at 90km/h 30 meters from her, I had to get off road, tail-slide, got back on the road fully uncontrolled, banged on a back bumper from a van coming on the opposite direction and stopped a few centimetres from the road rails. Outcome? A broken light and some metal damage, very little. However a 4×4 that was behind me took most of the front part of her car. Fortunately no one got hurt!

Not happy with that, Saturday, I was coming from a night in Bar do Bruno, really wrecked and tired, fell asleep on the wheel and smashed my car against a house on a bend on my way home. Result? Car unrecoverable!

Now I’m on foot and riding my bike very often (good to diminish my carbon footprint!). However, by the end of the month I’ll get back on sending carbon to the atmosphere with a 22 year old Volkswagen Golf, an old-school retro model. I know, it pollutes more than the new engines and so on, but is the only thing I can afford at the moment. What I can say is that I’m cooking some projects to compensate this, and I’ll post some stuff soon enough :-)

Domingueiro

Não há nada mais irritante e perturbador que essa vil criatura peçonhenta, rezingona, mal-humorada, lenta e desajeitada que é o domingueiro!
Quantas vezes já tiveram que perecer horas a fio em filas de trânsito infindáveis só porque um sujeito se lembro que o domingo é um bom dia para não andar a mais de 20km/h…
Ou quando queremos comprar qualquer coisa num sítio mais amplo como, sei lá, um complexo comercial como um shopping por exemplo. Uma verdadeira tortura!

Mas nada me irrita mais do que chegar á minha praia habitual e ver tudo de “pantanas”, gritos e guinchos, coscuvilhices e fofocas, barulho infindável num autêntico pandemónio.
E se sinto falta desse calor de verão e tudo o que proporciona só de pensar que todos os dias são como um domingo, me tira um pouco essa ansiedade. Deixa-me apreciar mais esta praia sem pegadas escutar o barulho do mar ser apenas interrompido pela ocasional gaivota e disfrutar deste cenário.

Hand Driers

I don’t know how many times I’ve tried, I really have, but it just doesn’t work! HAND DRIERS!!! There has been countless times I tried to actually dry my hands after a piss at a public bathroom but it ends up always in the same way, with me having to wipe them on my trousers or using toilet paper (on crowded conditions is it recommendable to hold your breath is your are going to take toilet paper from a division another human used before you getting in).

Seriously I think something should be done about these evil machines that don’t serve any purpose apart of at times generating impressive queues on public toilets. I’ve searched the name of the inventor of such thing but I couldn’t find his name anywhere, I guess he is hiding!!